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SALESMAN Are you hard of hearing, Nathan? I said Darius: D-A-R-I-U-S.

NATHURAM No, Mr. Darilal. I am only 23 and my eyes are getting poor. Bad diet, they say. But my ears are perfect; I can hear everything, Mr. Darilal.

SALESMAN You god-damn. ..

Oh, never mind. Customer is always right, right Harry? Say--I didn't catch your name--

MOKSA Moksa.

SALESMAN Yea, say Harry tells me you get something like a religious kick out of making pottery.

NATHURAM Ha! He's getting one right now, Mr. Darilal.

SALESMAN Your stuff is pretty nice. Does it have some special uses--like, do the Arabs use it in their temples? You know, is it special religious pottery?

MOKSA Eat. Drink.

NATHURAM Defecate. I believe you call them toilet bowls, Mr. Darilal. The little ones are for very small children.