#6: Kenneth
SEAMUS:Â Okay, you sure you’re not gonna talk about that shite David, said – right?
SEAMUS:Â ‘Cause if not, I’m out again.
SEAMUS: So, Kenneth. Ken’s a nice guy and all – for one of them Yanqui’s – but…
PSYCHIATRIST:Â But?
SEAMUS: He’s sarcastic, and brooks no shite from anybody. If he thinks someone’s full of it, he calls them on it, and he calls them loud and in front of everybody.
SEAMUS: On the outside, he looks like a nice guy – a mate, y’know? All clean-cut and everything. But man, is he black on the inside. It’s like coal.
PSYCHIATRIST:Â Is that the sarcasm, or something else?
SEAMUS: Oh, that’s the ‘something else’ all right. That’s just – he called it something once, what the hell was it?
SEAMUS:Â ‘Disappointment in the whole human race,’ I think.
SEAMUS: The sarcasm thing can be downright brutal, when it’s focused on you. When it’s not, it’s really fucking funny.
PSYCHIATRIST:Â So, it sounds like it doesn’t have much of a good side, then?
SEAMUS: Good side?! (laughs) Oh, that’s brilliant, there.
PSYCHIATRIST:Â Meaning?
SEAMUS:Â Mate, what I just told you about him is his good side!
SEAMUS: Thank god he doesn’t drink anymore: drinking brings out his dark side. Everything I just told you about the sarcasm and the blackness and all; that’s nothing compared to when he’s got his drink on. I’ve seen what he’s like then.
SEAMUS:Â I hope I don’t see it again…