Ennis pulls at the rope, Jack comes tumbling towards him.
JACK:
Whoa, oh shit.
The boys grunt, groan, and grumble as they roll about on the ground.
The play suddenly becomes serious. They struggle to their feet; Jack slips and accidentally knees Ennis in the nose.
Blood gushes. Jack tries to staunch the blood with his shirtsleeve, holds Ennis head in his hands.
JACK:
Ennis, Ennis, . . . come here, come here, you’re OK, you’re OK.
Ennis snorting from the blood suddenly swings at Jack, lays him out on the mountainside.
Jack exclaims from the punch, holding his head groaning and dazed on the ground.
Ennis grabs his hat stumbles off snorting and puffing.