A Date for Mad Mary Page #5

...thinkin' of breakin' up with him.

Jesus, Mary, do you not recognise

a good thing when it lands in your lap?

Ya don't even know him.

He could be a f***in' dick.

Yeah, well, he's not.

Oh, would you check your email cos

I sent ya your speech.

I thought I was supposed to write it.

Well, I did it for ya.

Right?

Nice outfit.

- Weddin' video.

- Wedding video.

How's it goin'?

Good. So what are you up to?

Nothin'.

Are you here with mates?

Yeah.

Sorry, I just have to...

Hello?

F*** off.

There's a queue out here!

- Are you the one doin' all the bangin'?

- There's people waiting...

- So what'?

- So, like, will you hurry f***in' up?

Say that again.

Move!

You're after breaking

a glass in me f***in' hand!

Ya See that? F***in' lawsuit.

You all right?

Did ya enjoy the show?

What show?

You do realise you're bleeding?

You didn't have to come with me.

I know.

Good night?

Hardly.

You?

It was OK.

Actually it was kinda sh*t.

I spent most of the night hiding from this

psycho I went on a date with a while back.

- Hate that.

- Yeah.

I've been on a few dates meself lately.

Oh. yeah?

- Lotta psychos.

- Yeah?

Big time.

I went on one there the other night

with this fella that used to be a priest.

Never been with a woman before in his life.

He was like 34.

And what happened?

I left after the starter.

You didn't really give

him much of a chance.

He was a priest.

Well, you've obviously got high standards.

That's what me ma says.

But I think that's just cos

she has no standards.

When it comes to men.

Your dad not around?

Nah. He left when I was a kid.

My dad died last year.

Sorry.

My mam just started dating again.

She's got like three guys on the go.

You should give her a call.

She might give you some tips.

Yeah, maybe I will.

Mary McArdle?

- Thanks for...

- No worries.

I can wait if you like.

Oh, no, you're all right.

See ya around. Yeah?

- All right?

- Yeah.

What happened to your hand?

Nothin'.

It's grand.

Did you see there's speed datin' in the

Westcourt on Friday night?

The two of us could go together.

Dream on.

Your man Ollie that, drives the taxi for

Caffreys, dropped me home.

Asked me out on a date.

He's my age.

I know!

So what? I like him.

You would.

You want advice, Mary?

Get off your high horse

or you'll end up a very lonely girl.

And that one's for free.

F*** off!

What can I get ya?

All right?

Jess!

- Hey.

- Hey!

I saw you from the bus so I, like,

I ran from, like, all the way back there...

- No way!

- Yeah, past the lights.

Right. I'll let you go.

Oh, which way are you walkin'?

Erm...

Well, that way, I suppose.

Do you wanna walk with me?

Sure.

So how's the datin' goin'?

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