 Careful now. Don't try getting too close. I heard what you said you'd do to me. Is it murdering you'd be doing now? God forgive you. Or is it thinking I'd be frightened of that old tin whistle? Look out, I tell you. Well, let you shoot then. Let you shoot, I'm saying, and be done with it. Let you end me with a shot and I'll be thanking you. For it's a rotten dog's life I've lived the past two days since I've known what you are. Till I'm after wishing I was never born at all. What do you want coming here? Why don't you beat it? Go on. It is right you'd be asking why did I come.