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Ciaran comes in after another one of 'those kinda days'. Mumblin' aloud, "Found out that I will probably have to have surgery on me neck. Me MRI earlier this week indicates bone spurs which are what be causin' me arm and fingers to 'go to sleep', tingle, go numb and all the other symptoms I've mentioned at various times. Am scheduled to see a neurosurgeon on August 15th". Goes into the kitchen for the next hour and bangs pots and pans loudly, cusses like....well like a pirate. Bangs metal utensils on pots and pans. Opens and slams oven door repeatedly. Swears. Re-emerges in an hour, calm, collected -- the dignified pirate he always is -- and is carrying....... Places it on bar, pours himself a large Baileys on the Rocks, sits down, pulls fork out of his coat pocket and dives in. Mmmmmmmm.
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(Ciaran finally locates Monsignor Diego setting his up his cot) Diego, I am most happy to see ye up and about. I have heard some of the men sayin' that ye were askin' bout the water from the spring. The shock of the serpent must have caused ye to forget many of the events of that fateful evenin'. Ye and I did find yer spring and we filled and corked the ten barrels that we had brought with us in the small boat. Do ye not remember? Those barrels of good water were brought back here with us the next mornin' when I rowed up to the ship. There was much attention givin' first, me heartie, to ye and yer well-being. But jes before headin' down to Surgery with ye, I called back and instructed a few of the men to haul up the barrels of water. I do not know where they were placed afterwards, but they are onboard the Watch Dog. Perhaps the Captain knows where they be.
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Black
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Night falls and the Watch Dog rocks quietly in the cove. Ciaran stands in the prow, alone, lookin out over the dark water. No moon tonight, but the sky be aglow with a zillion stars, aye, a map they be. Tis nearly time fer us to follow this map, as well as the paper ones the good captain has in his cabin. Ciaran ponders this new beginning, this new chapter of his life. Tis a good crew, a good ship, and a good place to be. He breathes in the night, turns, and heads to his bunk.
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(After a long and tiring day, Ciaran needs to do something to release his pent-up tension. After prowling the corridors for someone to share his bed with, yet finding no one, he decides upon the next best thing: food. Enters the Tsunami and whips up one of his mama's best recipes) (places the final product on the bar, pulls out a saucer and puts a heapin helpin in. Pours a tankard of rum.) Ahhhhhh.
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Gumby
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(Ciaran arises as the dawn starts streakin across the darkened sky. He walks out on deck, greets Officer Swan and talks of the night. 'Twas a quiet night,' Swan indicates. Her shift as Lookout comes to a close as the sun rises, so Ciaran begins his. Climbs up, pulls out spyglass and scans the waters.)
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Oh, now that would be great for breakfast today. Let's make Huevos Rancheros!
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"you're fired"
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Who Wants to be a Millionaire?
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Bugs Bunny
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Let's Give Them Something to Talk About, Bonnie Raitt
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Thank ye, Diego. I wish to have the early mornin watch then, beginning when Swan's ends. Now ye rest and dream of happy times. Soon, I hear, we shall sail. The Watch Dog be nearly ready. I'll dispose of these fer ye. (takes leftovers and bids good evening)
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drunk as a skunk
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(Ciaran's shift as Lookout comes to a close and he walks directly to Surgery to check on Diego. Taps upon the door. No answer, so gently looks inside to find the Monsignor awake.) Well, ye are lookin' better with each passin' hour, Sir. How do ye feel this afternoon? I see ye have eaten a bit of food. Ye are in good hands now with Doctor Fitzgerald back onboard. (sitting on the stool beside the reverend) Ye gave me quite the scare, my friend. I be very happy that the Creator decided to let ye have more time on this earth, Father. We have many adventures awaiting us out there (points toward the ocean). I shall not tarry long. I need a swim and to go to bed early. I be worn out, but am happy that ye are greatly on the mend. Rest well, Diego. Perhaps ye can convince the Doctor to let ye go up deck tomorrow. (kisses his hand) God bless ye.
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heartbeat
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calendar
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(Ciaran arises early and checks on the sleepin Diego. The Monsignor's fever has broken! Ciaran knows that he cannot and should not remain away from his duties anymore, so quietly dresses and goes up onto the deck. Stretches in the mornin sunlight and gives thanks for Diego's healing. Ciaran then pulls out his spyglass and begins scanning the horizon.)
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I think ye are not alone, CJS, in yer fascination with the ship and her disaster. Since sproghood, I've have a great interest in this and other "modern day" maritime disasters. An exciting moment occurred in 2002 when I went to Halifax, NS, for the first time and visited the awesome Maritime Museum. There are a number of items on display from the Titanic, as Halifax is where the hearse ships went out to bring back the bodies and other objects found floating in the water. I did not get to visit the Titanic graveyards there, but plan to on my next visit. Also, a couple years ago, there was a traveling national exhibit that spent a number of weeks at NC's local Museum of Natural History which was called "Titanic: the artifact exhibit". Awesome. Yer receipt was a boarding pass and as ye toured the exhibit ye could see items that had been "brought up" from the disaster site. It was spellbinding and very well put together. At the end ye could check a large roster to see if ye "survived". (My boarding pass indicated that I was a 25 year old male with my family in 3rd Class and did not survive, although, miraculously my family did. It was a bit eerie to see yer name on the death list, although no surprise to me being in 3rd class.) Finally, in New York City there is a little monument or lighthouse down near the waterfront/market area, I believe, that is erected to the Titanic. I believe these are all the places I've visited and things I've seen connected to the lost liner.
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Aimee Mann (she sings a song with a line about Pavlov)
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David Copperfield
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(For the rest of the evening, Diego wakes and sleeps. When awake, Ciaran feeds him the soupy broth the Doctor recommended, when he sleeps Ciaran simply keeps watch. The pirate is exhausted from the past days' experiences, yet energized that the Monsignor is recovering.) Tomorrow, Ciaran thinks, I shall return to my duties as a Lookout here on board the Watch Dog. Thinking of today's comings and goings of vessels, Ciaran knows how important his job is.
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The Fool
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(Ciaran is so overjoyed at Diego's improvement and prognosis, that he has trouble finding words to say) Doctor, merci, merci beaucoup. (he clasps her hands) I shall be happy to fetch the soup fer the Monsignor.
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ball it up