Smithereens Press Chapbooks 'Zero at the Bone' by David Wheatley | Page 47

SCENE FIFTEEN
MCDONALD
I know your game. I’ve been watching you, friend.
NEMO
Shouldn’t you be off looking at seagulls?
MCDONALD
What are you, Slav, Arab, or what kind of fiend?
NEMO
I must be the Wandering Jew.
MCDONALD
Come for our shekels?
NEMO
Shackles? Chagalls? Oh, shekels. [Sings.] ‘If I were a rich man...’
I don’t need your shekels.
MCDONALD
You didn’t come empty-handed?
NEMO
Oh no?
MCDONALD
You brought some... luggage when you landed?
NEMO
Nothing to declare. A bottle of vodka,
since drunk, and a soggy packet of Richmonds.
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