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- I thought your play was for Burbage. - This is a different one.
Farewell! You'll all be welcome in Virginia!
I would like to give you something from Faustus by Christopher Marlowe.
The Admiral's Men are returned to the house!
[ Ralph ] Never when I'm working!
and her Romeo.
Then you may remain,
- I-- - Let me see you. Take off your hat.
Do you intend to marry, my lord?
[ Snorts ] Love, and a bit with a dog.
[ Cheering, Applause Grow Louder ]
- Oh, Master Shakespeare. - The same, alas.
about all the plays that would never come,
[ Gasps ]
"The orchard walls are high and hard to climb...
Oh, it's coming. It's coming.
[ Whistles ]
I cannot move in this dress. It makes me look like a pig.
Like a sickness and its cure together.
Romeo is banished.
I don't know IT's A MySTERY
Can you love a player?
She's been plucked since I saw her last, and not by you.
Me, all of January 2021.
[ Actors Murmuring ]
- It's good. - Oh?
Tell me, is-- is she beautiful?
and the queen's command."
Lost your wife so soon?
"Romeo Montague,
- Her letter came to me by the nurse. - Your aunt.
T-T-T-T-- T-- T--
and has no more pity in him than a dog!
for I did not know how much I loved you.
Will! Mr.Henslowe! Gentlemen all!
T--
"let me be put to death;
Suffering cats!
- [ Nurse ] Faith, I know her age unto an hour. - She's not 14.
Burbage has my keeping,
When will you write me a sonnet, Will?
[ Cheering ]
Deeper, softer. None of your twittering larks.
He has bought me for you.
A skirmish of words and swords such as I never wrote, nor anyone
as would take a king to church for the dowry of a nutmeg.
[ Continues ]
And I love poetry above all.
Oh, no.
What is this story? Where is the shipwreck?
[ Romeo ] A thousand times the worse to want thy light.
[ Juliet ] What satisfaction canst thou have tonight?
W-Was this the f--
A glooming peace this morning with it brings;
Much good may it do you.
But I will go to Wessex as a widow from these vows,
I'll go along, no such sight to be shown,
- Interesting. - Nothing comes.
for in a minute there are many days.
- Gave it to Henslowe. - Never!
My lord.
You may show your pleasure
Yeah.
- I hear some noise within. Dear love, adieu. - [ Ralph As Nurse ] Juliet!
I see you are... open for business, so let's to church.
Would you oblige me with 50 or so in gold...
I have a theater. The Curtain is yours.
- It's a house of ill repute. - It is, Thomas, but of good reputation.
- How refreshing. - ...the topless towers of Ilium?
To be the wife of a poor player.
ok then have excuses then! jeez just don't make them: "blank with a negated subject" ok then: "i wanna play umbrella payle!"
- You kiss by the book. - Well, Will!
Take it down stone by stone.
Yes, nearly.
[ Mother ] Tell me, daughter Juliet,
Lord Wessex, too, bargaining for a bride.
you shall find me a grave man.
- A woman of property? - She had a cottage.
[ Gasps ] Oh, yes. He is the one.
You never spoke so well of him.
Now listen to me, you dregs.
You never spoke so well of him. He was not dead before
- Juliet? You mean Ethel. - God's teeth!
Interesting
Come to look for it again.
I-I would like to do a speech by a writer who commands the heart of every player.
run on the dashing rocks thy seasick weary bark.
"as that within my breast.
- I have to get back. - [ Cat Yowling ]
[Coughing] - My Father Weeping; My Mother Wailng;
He dies by her side,
What is money to you and me? I, your patron, you, my wordwright.
They make it pretty; they make it comical; or they make it lust.
- How now, who calls? - [ All Gasping ]
I pay thy poverty and not thy will.
For God's sake, cease your prattling and get out!
I have a sonnet to write.
Do me a speech. Do me a line.
[ Guests Laughing ]
Oh, I liked the dog for laughs.
- Oh, that. - By order of the Master of the Revels.
She tells me to keep away.
- I have but four-- - [ Audience Laughing ]
[ Woman ] Candy apples!
Very good, Mr.Wabash. Report to the property master.
Hot water, Nurse.
- [ Knock On Door ] - [ Nurse ] My lady?
The queen has consented?
but as Viola, the river divides us,
I'll know his grievance, or be much denied.
A black day for us all! There is news from a tavern in Deptford.