Shakespeare in love

The film of Shakespeare in love is pretty good .I think I love it. Firstly, the film’s stage lights is very bright and make the background of the film clear and distinguishable. The effect is very obvious to show characters’ facial expression.

Secondly, the arrangement of theatre and the style of characters’ costume coincide with the background of Elizabethan very much.

And then, in the film, characters’ personalities are various, for example, Shakespeare’s bold and unconstrained(豪放), Viola’s elegance and enthusiasm, Lord Wessex’s evil and greedy , and so on.

My favorite part is its music, which is beautiful and graceful. So, it worth to earn Oscra Award. Also, its language is full of humor, and often make me langh.

About the film’s plot, that’s in summer, Shakespeare lost his inspiration(灵感), so he couldn’t finish the play of Romeo Ethel the Pirate’s Daughter, however, the boss of the theatre were pressing him all the time.In Elizabethan,every place was full of enjoyment and jokes,but not allow female to act on satge of theatre.Until he meet noble girl who named Viola. Viola pretended a man to help Shakespeare rehearse a play, Romeo

and Juliet, which was from his inspiration when they fell in love. Romeo and Juliet seems to reflect his real life. Viola was beautiful and elegant, he love her, however, the ending is always sad. Viola must marry to Lord Wessex, Shakespeare and Viola were bound to separate.

In a word, the story is a tragedy, but I love it.

 

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plaguethese twelve weeks.57My actors are forced to tourthe inn yards of England...58while Mr. Burbage and the Chamberlain'sMen are invited to court...59and receive ten poundsto play your piece,60written for my theater,by my writer, at my risk...61when you were greenand grateful.62- What piece? Richard Crookback?- No! It's comedy they want.63Like Romeo and Ethel.64- Who wrote that?- Nobody. You were writing it for me.65- I gave you three pound a month since.- Half what you owe me.66I'm still due forOne Gentleman of Verona.67What is money to you and me?l, your patron, you, my wordwright.68When the plague lifts,69Burbage will have a new playby Christopher Marlowe for the Curtain.70- I will have nothing for the Rose.- Mr. Henslowe.71- Will you lend me 50 pounds?- Fifty pounds?72- What for?- Burbage offers me a partnershipin the Chamberlain's Men.73For 50 pounds, my daysas a hired player are over.74Oh, cut out my heart.Throw my liver to the dogs.75No, then?76Theaters are handmaidens of the devil!77The players breed lewdness in your wivesand wickedness in your children!78And the Rose smellsthusly rank by any name!79I say, a plagueon both their houses!80Where are you going?81My weekly confession.82Words, words, words.83Once, I had the gift.84I could make love out of wordsas a potter makes cups of clay.85Love that overthrows empires.86Love that binds two hearts together,come hellfire and brimstone.87For sixpence a line,I could cause a riot in a nunnery.88-But now---And yet you tell me you lie with women.89Black Sue,Fat Phoebe,90Rosaline, Burbage's seamstress,Aphrodite, who does it behind--91Yes, now and again.What of it?92I have lost my gift.93I am here to help you.94Tell me,in your own words.95I-lt's as ifmy quill is broken,96as if the organof my imagination has dried up,97as if the proud towerof my genius has collapsed.98- Interesting.- Nothing comes.99Most interesting.100It's like trying to pick a lockwith a wet herring.101Tell me, are you lately humbledin the act of love?102How long has it been?103A goodly length in times past,but lately--104No, no.You have a wife, children?105Aye.106I was a lad of 18.107Anne Hathaway was a womanhalf as old again.108- A woman of property?- She had a cottage.109- One day she was three monthsgone with child, so--- And your relations?110- On my mother's side, the Ardens.- No, your marriage bed.111Four years and a hundred miles awayin Stratford.112A cold bed, too,since the twins were born.113Banishment was a blessing.114- So, now you are free to love--- Yet cannot love, nor write it.115

Here is a-- a bangle...116found in Psyche's templeon Olympus.117Cheap at fourpence.118Write your name on a paperand feed it into the snake.119Will it restore my gift?120The woman who wears the snake willdream of you, and your gift will return.121Words will flow like a river.122See you next week.123- Now where?- To the palace at Whitehall.124All right.125Hello, Will.126Prithee, Mr. Kempe. Break a leg.127- You too, good Crab.- Crab's nervous.He's never played the palace.128When will you write mea tragedy, Will?129- I could do it.- No, they would laugh at Senecaif you played it.130There is no dog in the first scene,Mr. Kempe, thank you.131- How goes it, Will?- I'm still owed moneyfor this play, Burbage.132Not by me.I only stole it.133My sleeve wants for a button,Mistress Rosaline.134Where weremy seamstress' eyes?135- When are you coming overto the Chamberlain's Men?- When I have 50 pounds.136- You writing?- A comedy. All but done.137A pirate comedy.138- Wonderful.- Bring it tomorrow.139- It's for Henslowe.He paid me. Ten pounds.- You're a liar.140- He wants Romeo for Nedand the Admiral's Men.- Mmm. Ned's wrong for it.141Will?142- Here's two sovereigns. I'll give youanother two when I see the pages.- Done.143Burbage, I will see youhanged for a pickpocket.144The queen has commanded it.She loves a comedy.145And the Master of the Revelsfavors us.146And what favor does Mr. Tilneyreceive from you?147- Ask him.- She comes!148Cease to persuade,my loving Proteus.149Home-keeping youthhave ever homely wits,150were it not affectionchains thy tender days...151When will you write mea sonnet, Will?152- I've lost my gift.- You left it in my bed.153Come to look for it again.154Are you to be my muse,Rosaline?155Burbage has my keeping,156but you have my heart.157You see?The consumptives plot against me.158Will Shakespeare has a play.159Let's go and cough through it.160My father weeping; my mother wailing;161our maid howling;our cat wringing her hands.162Yet did not this coldhearted cur...163shed one tear--164You see? Comedy.165Love, and a bit with a dog.166That's what they want.167He is a stone, a very pebble stone,168and has no more pity in himthan a dog!169A Jew would have weptto have seen our parting.170Now the dog all this whilesheds not a tear, nor speaks a word--171Well played, Master Crab!172I commend you!173What light is light...174if Silvia be not seen?175What joy is joy...176if Silvia be not by?177Unless it be to thinkthat she is by...178and feed upon the shadowof perfection.179Except I be by Si

lviain the night,180there is no musicin the nightingale.181Unless I look on Silviain the day,182there is no day for meto look upon.183Did you like Proteus or Valentine best?184Proteus for speaking.Valentine for looks.185Oh, I liked the dogfor laughs.186Silvia, I did not care for much.187His fingers were redfrom fighting...188and he spoke likea schoolboy at lessons.189Stage love will never be true love...190while the law of the landhas our heroines being playedby pipsqueak boys in petticoats.191- Oh, when can we see another?- When the queen commands it.192No, but at the playhouse.Nurse!193Be still.Playhouses are not for wellborn ladies.194Oh! I'm not so wellborn.195Well-monied is the sameas wellborn,196and well-marriedis more so.197Lord Wessexwas looking at you tonight.198All the men at courtare without poetry.199If they see me, they seemy father's fortune.200I will have poetryin my life,201and adventure.202And love.Love above all.203Like Valentineand Silvia?204No, not the artful posturesof love,205but love that overthrows life.206Unbiddable, ungovernable,like a riot in the heart,207and nothing to be done,come ruin or rapture.208Love as there has never beenin a play.209I will have love,or I will end my days as--210As a nurse?211Oh, but I would beValentine and Silvia too.212Oh, good nurse,God save you, and good night.213I would stay asleepmy whole life...214if I could dream myselfinto a company of players.215Clean your teethwhile you dream, then.216Now spit.217This time the bootsare coming off.218- What have I done?- The theaters have all beenclosed down by the plague.219- Oh, that.- By order of the Master of the Revels.220Mr. Fennyman, allow me to explainabout the theater business.221The natural condition is oneof insurmountable obstacles onthe road to imminent disaster.222- So what do we do?- Nothing.223- Strangely enough,it all turns out well.- How?224I don't know.It's a mystery.225Shall I kill him, Mr. Fennyman?226The theaters are reopened...227by order ofthe Master of the Revels!228The theaters are reopened!229Mr. Fennyman.230Mr. Tilney has reopenedthe playhouses.231If you wouldn't mind.232Where's the play?233Oh, it's coming.It's coming.234It's coming.235Will!236Will, I have wonderful news.237So have l.Romeo and Rosaline, scene one.238God, I'm good!239Rosaline?You mean Ethel.240Richard?241Burbage!242Mr. Tilney.243Like you,I found him not at home.244I would've made you immortal.245Tell Burbage he has losta new play by Will Shakespeare.246What does Burbag

e care of that?247He's readying the Curtainfor Kit Marlowe.248- You've opened the playhouses?- I have, Master Shakespeare.249- But the plague--- Yes, I know.250But he was alwayshanging around the house.251The special today is a pig'sfoot marinated in juniper berry vinegar,252- served on a buckwheat pancake--- Will!253Have you finished?254Yes, nearly.255- Good morning, Master Nol.You will have a nice part.- Yes!256- We'll need Ralph for the pirate king.- Clear that bloody table!257None other than the Admiral's Menare out on tour.258I need actors!259Those of you who are unknownwill have a chance to be known!260- What about the money, Mr. Henslowe?- It won't cost you a penny!261Auditions in half an hour!262Ralph Bagswell,I'd have a part for you,263but, alas, I hear you area drunkard's drunkard.264Never when I'm working.265Never when I'm working!266Get me to drink mandragora.267Straight up, Will?268Give my friend a beakerof your best brandy.269Kit.270- How goes it, Will?- Wonderful. Wonderful.271- Burbage says you have a play.- I have, and the chinks to show for it.272I insist.A beaker for Mr. Marlowe.273I hear you have a new playfor the Curtain.274Not new.My Doctor Faustus.275Ah.I love your early work.276"Was this the face thatlaunched a thousand ships...277and burnt the topless towersof llium?"278I have a new onenearly finished, and better.279The Massacre at Paris.280- Whew. Good title.- Mmm. Yours?281Romeo and Ethel,the Pirate's Daughter.282Yes, I know. I know.283What is the story?284Well, there's this pirate--285In truth, I have not written a word.286Romeo.287Romeo is ltalian,288always in and out of love.289Yes, that's good.Until he meets--290- Ethel.- Do you think?291- The daughter of his enemy.- The daughter of his enemy.292His best friendis killed in a duel...293by Ethel's brother, or something--His name is Mercutio.294Mercutio.Good name.295- Will! They're waiting for you!- Yes, I'm coming.296Good luck with yours, Kit.297- I thought your play was for Burbage.- This is a different one.298A different oneyou haven't written?299Was this the face...300that launched a thousand ships...301and burnt the toplesstowers of llium?302Thank you.303Was this the face thatlaunched a thousand ships...304- and burnt the top--topless towers of llium?- Thank you!305Was this the face...306that launched a thousand shipsand burnt the topless--307I would like to give you somethingfrom Faustus by Christopher Marlowe.308- How refreshing.- ...the topless towers of llium?309Sweet Helen,make me immortal with a kiss.

310W-Was this the f--311Very good, Mr. Wabash.Report to the property master.312My tailor wants to be an actor.313I have a few debtshere and there.314Well, that seemsto be everybody.315- Did you see a Romeo?- I did not.316Well, I to my work,you to yours.317Oh, God.318May I begin, sir?319- Your name?- Thomas Kent.320I-l would like to do a speechby a writer who commandsthe heart of every player.321What light is light...322if Silvia be not seen?323What joy is joyif Silvia be not by?324Unless it be to thinkthat she is by...325and feed upon the shadowof perfection.326Except I be by Silviain the night,327there is no musicin the nightingale.328Unless I look on Silviain the day,329there is no dayfor me to look upon.330She is my essence,and I leave to be if I be not--331- Take off your hat!- My hat?332Where'd you learnhow to do that?333- I--- Let me see you. Take off your hat.334- Are you M-Master Shakespeare?- Wait there.335Wait there!336- Will, w-where are the pages?- Where is the boy?337B-B-B-Break a leg!338Sir, will you buymy sweet orange?339Hey!340Everybody ready? All away!341- Follow that boat!- Right you are, governor.342I know your face.Are you an actor?343- Yes.- Yes, I think I'veseen you in something.344- That one about a king.- Really?345I had that Christopher Marlowein my boat once.346- Do you know that house?- Sir Robert De Lesseps.347Where is she? Our guests are upon us!348Lord Wessex, too,bargaining for a bride.349My husband will have itsettled tonight.350Stamped, sealedand celebrated.351Tomorrow he drags me offto the country,352and it will be three weeks gonebefore we return from our estates.353God save you, Mother.354Hot water, Nurse.355I seek Master Thomas Kent.356- Who, sir?- The actor.357- Who asks for him?- Will Shakespeare.358Poet, playwright of the Rose.359Master Kent...360is my nephew.361I will wait.362Much good may it do you.363"Romeo Montague,364a Young Man of Verona."365Verona again?366"A comedyof quarreling families...367reconciled inthe discovery of Romeo...368to be the very sameCapulet cousin...369stolen from the cradle and fosteredto manhood by his Montague mother...370that was robbed of her own childby the pirate king."371Your mother and your father--372From tomorrow,away in the country for three weeks!373Is Master Shakespeare not handsome?374- He looks well enough for a charlatan.- Oh, Nurse!375He would give Thomas Kent...376the life ofViola De Lesseps' dreaming.377My lady, when your parents return,I will tell.378You will not tell.

379As I love you and you love me,380you will bind my breastand buy me a boy's wig.381Master Plum.What business here?382The five schilling business, Will.383We play for the dancing.384Hyah! Hyah, hyah!385I seek Master Thomas Kent.386Musicians don't eat.Sir Robert's orders.387She's a beauty, my lord,388as would take a king to churchfor the dowry of a nutmeg.389My plantations in Virginiaare not mortgaged for a nutmeg.390I have an ancient namewhich will bring you preferment...391when your grandson is a Wessex.392- Is she fertile?- Oh, she will breed.393- If she do not, send her back.- Is she obedient?394As any mule in Christendom.395But if you are the man to ride her,396there are rubies in the saddlebag.397I like her.398By all the stars in heaven.399Who is she?400Viola De Lesseps? Dream on, Will.401Master Shakespeare.402My lady Viola.403My lord.404I have spoken with your father.405So, my lord?I speak with him every day.406Good sir.407I heard you were a poet.408A poet of no words?409Poet?410I was a poet till now, but I've seenbeauty that puts my poems...411at one with the talking ravensin the Tower.412- How do I offend, my lord?- By coveting my property.413I cannot shed blood in her house,but I will cut your throat anon.414Do you have a name?415Christopher Marlowe,at your service.416Romeo. Romeo.417A Young Man of Verona.418A comedy by William Shakespeare.419- My lady!- Who is there?420- Will Shakespeare.- Madam!421Anon, good nurse, anon.422- Oh, Master Shakespeare.- The same, alas.423But why "alas"?424- A lowly player.- Alas, indeed.425For I thought youthe highest poet of my esteem...426and a writer of playsthat capture my heart.427- Oh, I am him too.- Madam!428Anon!I will come again.429Oh, I am fortune's fool.I will be punished for this.430Oh, my lady, my love!431If they find you here,they will kill you.432- You can bring them with a word.- Oh, not for the world.433- Madam!- Anon!434Draw, if you be men!435Gregory, remember thy swashing blow!436Part, fools! Put up your swords.You know not what you do.437It starts well, then it's all long-facedabout some Rosaline.438Where's the comedy, Will?Where's the dog?439Do you think it's funny?440I was a pirate king, now I'm a nurse.That's funny.441We are six men short, and those wehave will be overparted ranters...442and stutterers who should besent back to the stews.443My Romeo's let me down.I see disaster.444We are four acts short,if you're looking for disaster.445- Sir!- Who are you, master?446I'm Ethel, sir,the pirate's daughter.447

I'll be damned if you are!448Your attention, please!449- Gentlemen, thank you!- You are welcome.450- Who's that?- Nobody. He's the author.451We are about to embarkon a great voyage.452It is customary to make a little speechon the first day.453It does no harm.Authors like it.454You want to know what parts you areto receive. All will be settled as we--455I'll do it.456Now listen to me, you dregs.457Actors are ten a penny,458and l, Hugh Fennyman,hold your nuts in my hand.459Huzzah!460The Admiral's Menare returned to the house!461Huzzah!462Henslowe!463Earl! Good to see you.464Who is this?465Silence, you dog!466I am Hieronimo.467I am Tamburlaine.468I am Faustus.469I am Barabbas,the Jew of Malta.470Oh, yes, Master Will.I am Henry the Sixth.471What is the play,and what is my part?472- Uh, one moment, sir--- Who are you?473I'm, um--I'm the money.474Then you may remain,475so long as you remain silent.476Pay attention. You will seehow genius creates a legend.477- Thank you, sir.- We are in desperate wantof a Mercutio, Ned.478A young nobleman of Verona.479- And the title of this piece?- Mercutio.480Is it?481I will play him.482Mr. Pope. Mr. Philips.Welcome.483George Bryan.James Armitage.484Sam, my pretty one!485- Are you ready to fall in love again?- I am, Master Shakespeare.486Your voice.Have they dropped?487No! No.A touch of cold only.488Master Henslowe, you have your actors...except Thomas Kent.489I, uh, I saw his Tamburlaine,you know.490- It was wonderful.- Yes, I saw it.491Of course,such mighty writing.492There's no one like Marlowe.493Better fortune, boy.494I was in a play.495They cut my head offin Titus Andronicus.496When I write plays,they'll be like Titus.497You admire it.498I liked itwhen they cut heads off,499and the daughtermutilated with knives.500- What's your name?- John Webster.501Here, kitty, kitty.502Plenty of blood.503That's the only writing.504I have to get back.505See, where he comes.So please you step aside.506I'll know his grievance,or be much denied.507I would thou wert so happy by thy stayto hear true shrift. Come, madam.508- Cut around him for now.- What? Who?509- Romeo.- The one who came with your letter.510- What?- Good morrow, cousin.511Is the day so young?512- But new struck nine.- Ay me. Sad hours seem long.513What sadnesslengthens Romeo's hours?514Not having that which havingmakes them short.515- Good.- In love?516- Out.- Of love?517- Out of her favor where I am in love.- Don't spend it all at once.518Yes, sir.519- Do

you understand me?- No, sir.520You're speaking abouta baggage we never even meet.521What will be left in his pursewhen he meets his Juliet?522- Juliet? You mean Ethel.- God's teeth!523Am I to suffer this constant streamof interruption?524What will he do in Act Two,when he meets the love of his life?525I-l'm very sorry, sir.I have not seen Act Two.526Of course you have not.I have not written it.527Go once more.528Will.529Where is Mercutio?530Locked safe in here. I'll leavethe scene in your safekeeping, Ned.531I have a sonnet to write.532Sonnet?You mean a play!533For Lady Viola De Lesseps,534by the hand of Thomas Kent.535"Shall I compare theeto a summer's day?536Thou art more lovelyand more temperate.537Rough winds do shakethe darling buds of May--"538Two hours at prayer!539Lady Viola is pious, my lord.540Piety is for Sunday!541And two hours of prayer is not piety,it is self-importance.542It would be betterthat you return tomorrow, my lord.543It would be better if you'dtell her to get off her kneesand show some civility...544to her six-daylord and master!545Mmmph!546My lady Viola.547Lord Wessex.You've been waiting.548I am aware of it.549But it isbeauty's privilege.550You flatter, my lord.551No. I have spokento the queen.552Her Majesty's consent is requisitewhen a Wessex takes a wife,553and once given,her consent is her command.554Do you intend to marry,my lord?555Your father should keep youbetter informed.556He has bought me for you.557He returns from his estates to see usmarried two weeks from Saturday.558You are allowedto show your pleasure.559But I do not love you,my lord.560How your mind hops about.561Your fatherwas a shopkeeper.562Your children will bear arms,and I will recover my fortune.563That is the only matterunder discussion today.564You will like Virginia.565- Virginia?- Oh, yes.566My fortune lies in my plantations.The tobacco weed.567I need 4,000 pounds to fit out a shipand put my investments to work.568I fancy tobaccohas a future.569We will not stay there long.Three or four years.570But why me?571It was your eyes.572No, your lips.573Will you defy your fatherand your queen?574The queen has consented?575She wants to inspect you.576At Greenwich, come Sunday.577Be submissive,modest, grateful...578and brief.579I will do my duty, my lord.580"Master Will, poet dearest to my heart,581I beseech youbanish me from yours.582I am to marry Lord Wessex.583A daughter's duty...584and the queen's command."585Gentlemen upstageLadies downstage586Gentlemen upstageLadies downstage

587Are you a lady Mr. Kent588I'm very sorry, sir.589We're gonna have to do it again.590You did not like the speech?591No, the speech is excellent.592"Oh, then I see Queen Mabhath been with you."593Excellent,and a good length.594But then he disappearsfor the length of a bible.595There.You have this duel.596A skirmish of words and swordssuch as I never wrote, nor anyone.597He dies with such passionand poetry as you ever heard.598"A plagueon both your houses!"599He dies?600- Ohh!- Will!601Where are my pages?602Did you give her my letter?603And this is for you!604Oh, Thomas,she has cut my strings.605I'm unmanned,606unmended and unmade,607Iike a puppet in a box.608- Writer, is he?- Row your boat!609She tells me to keep away.610She is to marry Lord Wessex!What should I do?611If you love her,you must do as she asks.612- And break her heart and mine?- It is only yours you can know.613She loves me, Thomas!614- Does she say so?- No.615And yet she does wherethe ink has run with tears.616- Was she weepingwhen she gave you this?- Uh--617- Her letter came to me by the nurse.- Your aunt.618Yes, my aunt.619But perhapsshe wept a little.620Tell me howyou love her, Will.621Like a sicknessand its cure together.622Oh, yes.623Like rain and sun.624Like cold and heat.625Is your lady beautiful?626Since I came here from the country,627I have not seen her close.628Tell me, is--is she beautiful?629Thomas, if I could writewith the beauty of her eyes,630I was born to look in themand know myself.631A-A-And her lips?632Her lips?633The early morning rose would whitheron the branch if it could feel envy.634And her voice,like lark's song?635Deeper, softer.None of your twittering larks.636I would banish nightingales from hergarden before they interrupt her song.637- Ah, she sings too?- Constantly.638Without doubt. And plays the lute.She has a natural ear.639And her bosom.640Did I mention her bosom?641What of her bosom?642Oh, Thomas,a pair of pippins...643as round and rareas golden apples.644I think milady is wiseto keep your love at a distance.645For what lady could live upto it close to...646when her eyes and lips and voicemay be no more beautiful than mine.647Besides, can a--648can a lady of wealthand noble marriage...649Iove happily witha bankside poet and player?650Yes, by God!651Love knows nothingof rank or riverbank.652It will spark between a queen andthe poor vagabond who plays the king.653Their loveshould be minded by each,654for love denied blightsthe soul we owe to God.655So tell my la

dy William Shakespearewaits for her in the garden.656But what of Lord Wessex?657For one kiss I would defya thousand Wessexes.658Oh, Will.659Thank you, my lady.660Lady?661Viola De Lesseps.Known her since she was this high.662Wouldn't deceive a child.663Strangely enough,I'm a bit of a writer meself.664It wouldn't take you longto read it.665I expect you'd knowall the booksellers!666Can you love a fool?667Can you love a player?668Wait!669You're still a maid,and perhaps as mistook in meas I was mistook in Thomas Kent.670Are you the author of the playsof William Shakespeare?671I am.672Then kiss me again,for I am not mistook.673I do not knowhow to undress a man.674It is strange to me too.675Go to. Go to.676I would nothave thought it.677There is somethingbetter than a play.678There is.679Even your play.680Oh?681And that was onlymy first try.682Will.683You would not leave me.684I must.685Look how pale the window.686Moonlight.687Mmm, no.The morning rooster woke me.688It was the owl.Come to bed.689Oh, let Henslowe wait.690Mr. Henslowe?691Mmm, let him be damnedfor his pages.692Oh, no, no, no, no, no.693There is time. Mmm!It is still dark.694- It's broad day.The rooster tells us so.- It was the owl.695Believe me, love, it was the owl--696You would leave us playerswithout a scene to read today?697My lady?698The house is stirring.It is a new day.699It is a new world.700Good pilgrim,you do wrong your hand too much,701which mannerly devotionshows in this.702For saints have handsthat pilgrims' hands do touch,703and palm to palmis holy palmers' kiss.704Have not saints lips,and holy palmers too?705Aye, pilgrim.706Lips that they must usein prayer.707Oh, then, dear saint,let lips do what hands do.708They pray.709Grant thou, lest faithturn to despair.710Saints do not move,though grant for prayers' sake.711It's you.712Suffering cats!713Then move not...714while my prayer's effectI take.715Thus from my lips,by thine my sin is purged.716Then have my lipsthe sin that they have took.717Sin from my lips? Oh, trespasssweetly urged. Give me my sin again.718Yes, yes!Um, not quite right.719It is more--Let me.720Then have my lipsthe sin that they have took.721Sin from my lips? Oh, trespasssweetly urged. Give me my sin again.722- You kiss by the book.- Well, Will!723It was lucky you were here.724- Why do not I writethe rest of your play--- Yes, yes!725Uh, continue. Now the nurse.Where is Ralph?726Madam, your mothercraves a word with you.727- What is her mother?- Marry,

bachelor,728her mother is the lady of the house,and a good lady...729and a wise and virtuous.730I nursed her daughterthat you talked withal.731I tell you, he thatcan lay hold of her...732shall have the chinks.733- Is she a Capulet?- Mmm.734Oh, dear account!My life is my foe's debt.735Away. Be gone.The sport is at the best.736Aye, so I fear.The more is my unrest.737Come hither, nurse.What is yon gentleman?738The son and heirof old Tiberio.739Let it be night.740- What's he that follows herethat would not dance?- I know not.741Go ask his name.742If he be married,my grave is like to be my wedding bed.743No, do not go.744I must. I must.745- The only son of your great enemy.- Terrible.746Simply... terrible!747"But soft, what lightthrough yonder window breaks?748It is the east,749and Juliet is the sun.750Arise, fair sun,and kill the envious moon...751who is already sickand pale with grief...752that thou, her maid,art far more fair than she."753- Oh, Will.- Yes, some of it's speakable.754"lt is my lady.Oh, it is my love!755Oh, that she knew she were!756The brightness of her cheekwould shame those stars...757as daylight doth a lamp."758Her eyes in heaven wouldthrough the airy region...759stream so bright...760that birds would singand think it were not night.761See how she leans her cheekupon her hand.762Oh, that I were a gloveupon that hand,763that I might touchthat cheek.764- Ay, me.- "Oh, Romeo.765Romeo.766Wherefore art thou, Romeo?767- Deny thy father and--"- Deny thy father and refuse thy name.768Or, if thou wilt not,be but sworn my love,769and I'll no longerbe a Capulet.770Shall I hear more,or shall I speak at this?771"What man art thou thatthus bescreened in night...772so stumbleston my counsel?"773By a name I know nothow to tell thee who I am.774My name, dear saint, is hateful tomyself, because it is an enemy to thee.775Had I it writtenI would tear the word.776"The orchard walls are highand hard to climb...777and the place death,considering who thou art,778if any of my kinsmenfind thee here.779If they do see thee,they will murder thee."780Alack, there lies more perilin thine eye than 20 of their swords.781Look thou but sweet,and I am proof against their enmity.782Would not for the worldthey saw thee here.783I have night's cloakto hide me from their eyes.784- And but thou love melet them find me here.- "Good night.785Good night,786as sweet repose and restcome to thy heart...787as that within my breast.788Oh, wilt thou leave meso unsatisfied?"789That's my line.790Oh. It is mine too.7

91Oh, wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied?792What satifactioncanst thou have tonight?793The exchange of thy love'sfaithful vow for mine.794"My bounty is as boundlessas the sea.795My love is deep.796The more I give to thee,797the more I have,798for both are infinite."799Madam?800- I hear some noise within.Dear love, adieu.- Juliet!801- "Anon, good nurse."- Anon, good nurse.Sweet Montague, be true.802"Stay but a little.I will come again."803Stay but a little.I will come again.804Oh, blessed, blessed night.805"l am afeared...806being in night,all this is but a dream.807Too flattering sweet...808to be substantial."809To cease thy strifeand leave me to my grief.810A thousand times,good night.811A thousand timesthe worse to want thy light.812I cannot move in this dress.It makes me look like a pig.813I have no neck in this pig dress.814- How is it?- It's all right.815Ned, I know, I know.816- It's good.- Oh?817The title won't do.818Ah.819Romeo and Juliet.Just a suggestion.820Thank you, Ned.821- You are a gentleman.- And you area Warwickshire shit-house.822- What o'clock tomorrowshall I send to thee?- By the hour of nine.823I shall not fail.'Tis 20 year till then.824I have forgotwhy I called thee back.825- You mean no dog of any kind?- Shh! Silence.826The friar marries them in secret,827then Ned gets into a fightwith one of the Capulets.828Romeo tries to stop them and gets inNed's way. I mean, in Mercutio's way.829So Tybalt kills Mercutio,then Romeo kills Tybalt.830Then the princebanishes him from Verona.831That must be when he goes on the voyageand gets shipwrecked...832on the islandof the pirate king.833For God's sake,cease your prattling and get out!834Get out!835A thousand apologies.836Please.837And with a silken threadplucks it back again,838so loving-jealousof his liberty.839- I would I were thy bird.- Sweet, so would l; yet I shouldkill thee with much cherishing.840Good night.Good night.841Parting is such sweet sorrow, that Ishall say good night till it be morrow.842Sunday.843'Tis Sunday.844I found somethingin my sleep.845The friar who married themwill take up their destinies.846- But it will end well for love.- In heaven, perhaps.847It is not a comedyI'm writing now.848A broad riverdivides my lovers.849Family, duty, fate.850As unchangeable as nature.851Yes.852This is not life, Will.853It is a stolen season.854- Be patient, my lord.- Patient?855- Do you ask Her Majesty to be patient?- My Lord, I will go--856Sunday. Greenwich!857Now, pay attention, nursie.858The queen-

-Gloriana Regina,859God's chosen vessel, the radiant onewho shines her light on us--860is at Greenwich today and preparedduring the evening's festivities...861to bestow her gracious favoron my choice of wife.862And if we're late for lunch,the old boot will not forgive!863So get you to my lady's chamberand produce her with or withouther undergarments!864You cannot!Not for the queen herself!865What will you have me do?Marry you instead?866To be the wifeof a poor player.867Can I wish that for Lady Violaexcept in my dreams?868And yet I would if I were free to followmy desire in the harsh light of day.869You follow your desirefreely enough in the night.870- So, if that is all, to Greenwich I go.- Then I'll go with you.871- You cannot. Wessex will kill you.- I know how to fight.872Stage fighting.873Oh, Will.874As Thomas Kent,my heart belongs to you,875but as Viola,the river divides us,876and I must marry Wessexa week from Saturday.877I'll drag her downby the queen's command!878Good morning, my Lord.879My lady. The tide waits for no man,but I swear it would wait for you.880Oh, here we come at last, my lord!881Are you bringingyour laundrywoman?882Her chaperone,my lady's country cousin.883My, but you bea handsome gallant,884just as she said.885You may call meMiss Wilhelmina.886On a more fortuitousoccasion, perhaps.887Oh, my Lord, you will not shake me off.888Aye, she never needed me more.I swear by your britches.889- Now?- Now.890The queen asks for you.Answer well.891- Is there a man?- A man, my lord?892There was a man, a poet.A theater poet, I think.893- Does he come to the house?- A theater poet?894An insolent penny-a-page rogue!Marlowe, he said. Christopher Marlowe.895- Has he been to the house?- Marlowe?896Oh, yes. He is the one.897Lovely waistcoat.Shame about the poetry.898That dog!899Your Majesty.900Stand up straight, girl.901I've seen you.902You are the one who comes to allthe plays at Whitehall, at Richmond.903Your Majesty.904What do you love so much?905- Your Majesty--- Speak up, girl!906I know who I am.907Do you love storiesof kings and queens?908Of feats of arms?909Or is it courtly love?910I love theater.911To have stories acted for meby a company of fellows is indeed--912They're not acted for you;they are acted for me. And?913And I love poetry above all.914Above Lord Wessex?915My lord,when you cannot find your wife,916you better look for herat the playhouse.917Playwrights teach usnothing about love.918They make it pretty; they makeit comical; or they make it lust.919They cannot make it true.920

Oh, but they can.921I mean, Your Majesty, they--they do not, they have... not,922but I believethere is one who can.923My Lady Viola is young in the world.924Your Majesty is wise in it.925Nature and truth are the very enemiesof playacting. I'll wager my fortune.926I thought you were herebecause you had none.927- Well, no one will takeyour wager, it seems.- Fifty pounds.928Fifty pounds?929A very worthy sumon a very worthy question.930Can a play show us the very truthand nature of love?931I bear witness to the wager...932and will be the judge of itas occasion arises.933I have seen nothingto settle it yet.934Are thereno more fireworks?935They would be soothing after theexcitements of Lady Viola's audience.936Have her, then,but you are a lordly fool.937She's been plucked since I saw her last,and not by you.938It takes a woman to know it.939Marlowe.940Burbage?941Huh? Who's there?942Marlowe.943You are playingmy Dr. Faustus this afternoon.944Don't spend yourselfin sport.945- What do you want, Kit?- My Massacre at Paris is complete.946- What? You have the last act?- If you have the money.947-Tomorrow.-Then tomorrow you shall have the pages.948Oh, will you desist, madam!949- Oh!- Twenty pounds on delivery.950Now, what is money to men like us?951Besides, if I need a play,I have another waiting--a comedy by Shakespeare.952Oh, Romeo.953- Gave it to Henslowe.- Never!954Well, I'm to Deptford.I leave you my respects, Miss Rosaline.955I gave Shakespearetwo sovereigns for Romeo.956You did, but Ned Alleynand the Admiral's Men havethe playing of it at the Rose.957Treachery!958Traitor and thief!959Oh, no.960No!961By my head,here comes the Capulets.962By my heel,I care not.963Follow me close.I will speak with them.964Gentlemen, good-den!A word with one of you.965Are you goingto do it like that?966Positions.967- By my head, here comes the Capulets.- By my heel, I care not.CD21Follow me close.I will speak to them.2Gentlemen, good-den!A word with one of you.3And but one word with one of us?4Couple it with something;make it a word and a blow.5Where's that thieving hack thatcan't keep his pen in his own ink pot?6What is this rabble?7Draw, if you be a man!8Wonderful.Wonderful!9And a dog.10No!11Have privy, players! Please!12Oh! Not with my props!13Oh!14- Will! What--- A writer's quarrel.15Quite normal.16Stay here.17You are hurt.18I dreamed last nightof a shipwreck.19- You were cast ashore in a far country.- Oh, not yet.20Not yet.21'Ey, we need thatfor the balcony scene.22My investme

nt!Lambert!23Vengeance!24A famous victory!25Kegs and legs open,and on the house!26Oh, what happy hour.27- This is a tavern!- It is also a tavern.28- I remember you. The poet!- Yes, William the Conqueror.29One at a time. One at a time.30Oh, he's a pretty one. Tell meyour story while I tickle your fancy.31- It's a house of ill repute.- It is, Thomas, but of good reputation.32Come.There's no harm in a drink.33You are welcome to my best house.Here's to the Admiral's Men.34- The Admiral's Men!- The Admiral's Men!35The Admiral's Men!36Well, l--I quite liked it.37Master Kent,38you have not yetdipped your wick.39My "wick"?40Mr. Fennyman,because you love the theater,you must have a part in my play.41I am writing an apothecary,a small but vital role.42My heavens.I thank you.43What's the play about, then?44Well, there's this nurse--45Silence, silence, silence!46Master Shakespeare...47has asked me to playthe part of the apothecary.48The apothecary?49What is this story?Where is the shipwreck?50How does the comedy end?51- By God, I wish I knew.- By God, if you do not, who does?52Let us have pirates,clowns and a happy ending,53or we shall send youback to Stratford to your wife.54Will! Mr. Henslowe!Gentlemen all!55A black day for us all!There is news from a tavern in Deptford.56Marlowe is dead.57Stabbed.58Stabbed to deathin a tavern at Deptford.59What have I done?60He was the first man among us.61A great light has gone out.62Forgive me.63God forgive me.64...Our LordJesus Christ's sake.65One morningin the month of May66From my cot I stray67Just at the dawningof the day68I met witha charming mai--69You look sad, my lady.Let me take you riding.70- It's not my riding day, my lord.- Bless me, I thought it was a horse.71I'm going to church.72Of course. I understand.It is to be expected.73Yes, it is to be expected...on Sunday.74And on a day of mourning.75I never met the fellowbut once at your house.76Mourning?77Who is dead, my lord?78Oh! Dear God, I did not thinkit would be me to tell you.79Great loss to playwritingand to dancing.80My lady.81- He is dead?- Killed last night in a tavern.82Come then.We'll say a prayer for his soul.83Who can remember sorrow84Spare me, dear ghost.85Spare me, dear ghost.86Spare me, for the love of Christ.Spare me!87Will!88Oh, my love.89I thought you were dead.90It is worse.91I've killed a man.92Marlowe's touchwas in my Titus Andronicus,93and my Henry VI was a house builton his foundations.94You never spokeso well of him.95He was not

dead before.96I would exchange all my plays to comefor all of his that will never come.97You lie.98You lie by this riveras you lied in my bed.99My love is no lie.100I have a wife, yes,101and I cannot marry the daughterof Sir Robert De Lesseps.102You needed no wife come from Stratfordto tell you that,103and yet, you let mecome to your bed.104Calf-love.105I loved the writer and gave upthe prize for a sonnet.106I was the more deceived.107Yes, you were deceived,108for I did not knowhow much I loved you.109I love you, Will,110beyond poetry.111Oh, my love.112- You ran from me before.- When I thought you dead,I did not care...113about all the playsthat would never come,114only that I wouldnever see your face.115I saw our end,and it will come.116- You cannot marry Wessex.- If not you, why not Wessex?117If not Wessex, the queenwill know the cause,118- and there will beno more Will Shakespeare.- No. No.119But I will go to Wessexas a widow from these vows,120as solemn as theyare unsanctified.121For killing Juliet'skinsman Tybalt,122the one who killedRomeo's friend Mercutio,123Romeo is banished.124- But the friar who marriedRomeo and Juliet--- Is that me?125You, Edward. The friar who marriedthem gives Juliet a potion to drink.126It is a secret potion.It makes us seeming dead.127She is placed in the tombof the Capulets.128She will awake to life and lovewhen Romeo comes to her side again.129I have not said all.130By maligned fate, the messagegoes astray which would tellRomeo of the friar's plan.131He hears onlythat Juliet is dead.132And thus he goesto the apothecary...133That's me.134and buys a deadly poison.135He enters the tomb to say farewellto Juliet who lies there cold as death.136He drinks the poison.137He dies by her side,138and then she wakesand sees him dead.139And so Juliettakes his dagger...140and then kills herself.141Well, that will have themrolling in the aisles.142Sad... and wonderful.143I have a blue velvet capthat'll do well.144I've seen just such a capon an apothecary.145Just so.146Yes, it will serve.147But there's a scene missing.148Between marriageand death?149The play...all written out for you.150I had the clerkat Bridewell do it.151He has a good fistfor lettering.152There is a new scene.153- Will you read in for me?- "Wilt thou be gone?It's not yet near day.154It was the nightingale,and not the lark,155that pierced the fearfulhollow of thine ear.156Nightly she singson yon pomegranate tree.157Believe me, love,it was the nightingale."158"lt was the lark,the herald of the morn;

159no nightingale.160Look, love,what envious streaks...161do lace the severing cloudsin yonder east.162Night's candlesare burnt out,163and jocund daystands tiptoe...164on the misty mountaintops.165I must be gone and live,or stay and die."166"Yon light is not daylight;I know it, l.167It is some meteorthat the sun exhales...168to be to thee this nighta torchbearer...169to light theeon thy way to Mantua.170Therefore, stay yet.171Thou needst notto be gone."172"Let me be ta'en,173Iet me be put to death;174I am content,so thou wilt have it so.175I have more careto stay...176than will to go.177Come, death, and welcome.178Juliet wills it so."179You will go far, I fear.180I hope we worktogether again.181"Such mortal drugs I have,but Mantua's law...182is death, death toany he that utters them."183Then him. Then me.184"Put-- Put this...185- in any liquid thing you will and--"- Hah!186What is it? What is it?What is it?187How silver sweet soundlovers' tongues by night.188- Like soft music--- Shakespeare!189Upstart inky pup!190I'll show you your place,which is in hell!191- You're on my ground now!- By God, I'll fight the lot of you!192I am more than enough!193Move!194Absent friends.195This is the murdererof Kit Marlowe!196Will?197I rejoiced in his deathbecause I thought it was yours!That is all I know of Marlowe!198Will? Uh, it's true.199It was a... tavern brawl.200Marlowe attackedand got his own knife in the eye.201A quarrel about the bill.202The bill?Oh, vanity, vanity!203Not the billing,the bill!204Oh, God.205- I am free of it.- Where is she?206Close it.207- My Lord Wessex.- The Rose harbors the assthat shits on my name!208Take it downstone by stone.209I want it plowed into the groundand sown with quicklime!210Mr. Tilney,what is this?211Sedition and indecency.212Master of the Revels, sir.She's over here.213- Where, boy?- There.214I saw her bubbies.215So, a woman on the stage!216A woman!I say this theater is closed!217Why, sir?218For lewdnessand unshamedfacedness!219And for displaying a femaleon the public stage!220Not him, her!221That's who I meant.222- He's a woman.- This theater is closed.223Notice will be posted!224Ned, I swear, I knew nothing of this.225- Nobody knew.- He did.226I saw him kissing her bubbies.227It is over.228I'm sorry, Mr. Henslowe.229I wanted to be an actor.230I'm so sorry, Will.231You were... w-w--232w-wonderful.233Thank you.234"Let me put this in anyliquid thing you will and--"235Everything all right

?236I would've been good.237- I would've been great.- So would l.238We both would.239Lambert, kill him.240That can wait.241The Master of the Revels despises us allfor vagrants and peddlers of bombast.242But my father,James Burbage,243had the first license to make a companyof players from Her Majesty,244and he drew from poetsthe literature of the age.245We must show themthat we are men of parts.246Will Shakespeare has a play.247I have a theater.The curtain is yours.248Will!We'll be needing a Romeo.249Oranges!Sweet oranges!250My ship is moored at bankside, bound forVirginia on the afternoon tide.251Please do not weep, Lady De Lesseps.252You are gaining a colony.253And you, my lord,are gaining 5,000 pounds...254by these drafts in my hand.255Would you oblige mewith 50 or so in gold...256just to settle my accountsat the dockside?257Ah, the bride!258Good morning, my lord.259I see you are... open for business,so let's to church.260Be gone!261Hup, hup, hup!262Oh, my lord!263- Be good to her, my lord.- I will.264Oh, God bless you!265Thank you. Uh, let go.There's a good nurse.266The tide will not wait!267Farewell!You'll all be welcome in Virginia!268Candy apples!269Candy apples!270Buy my apples!271Thank you, sir.Apples!272Is this, uh--Is this all right?273Yeah.274Licentiousness is made a show!Vice is made a show!275Vanity and pridelikewise made a show!276This is the very businessof show!277T-T-- T-Two--278T-T-T-T-- T-- T--279T-- T-T-Two households--280- We're lost.- No, it will turn out well.281- How will it?- I don't know. It's a mystery.282T-T-- T-- T-T--283T-- T--284Two households,285both alike in dignity,286in fair Verona,287where we lay our scene.288From ancient grudge breakto new mutiny,289where civil bloodmakes civil hands unclean.290From forth the fatal loinsof these two foes...291a pair of star-crossed loverstake their life...292whose misadventured,piteous overthrows...293doth with their deathbury their parents' strife.294...the which of youwith patient ears attend,295what here shall miss,our toil shall strive to mend.296- Wonderful.- Was it...297good?298Gregory, on my wordwe'll not carry coals.299No, for thenwe should be colliers.300I mean, and we bein choler we'll draw.301- Master Shakespeare.- Luck be with you, Sam. Sam!302It's not my fault.I could do it yesterday.303Do me a speech.Do me a line.304"Parting is such sweet sorrow."305- Another little problem.- What do we do now?306- The show must-- You know.- Go on!307Juliet does not come on f

or 20 pages.It will be all right.308- How will it?- I don't know. It's a mystery.309- Fear me not.- No, marry, I fear thee!310- Let them begin.- I will frown as I pass by.311- Let them take it as they list!- Nay, as they dare.312I will bite my thumb at them, which isdisgrace to them if they bear it.313Do you biteyour thumb at us, sir?314- I do bite my thumb, sir.- Excuse me. Thank you.315- Thank you. Excuse me.- Do you bite your thumb at us, sir?316- Can we talk?- Shh!317- We have no Juliet.- No Juliet?318- No Juliet?- It'll be all right, madam.319- What happened to Sam?- Who are you?- Thomas Kent.320Do you know it?321- I serve as good a man as you.- Every word.322Hyah! Yah!323I'll go along,no such sight to be shown,324but to rejoice in splendorof mine own.325Nurse!326Where's my daughter?Call her forth to me.327Now, by my maidenheadat 12 years old,328I bade her come.329How now, who calls?330What, ladybird!331God forbid!Where's this girl?332What, lamb!333What, ladybird!334What, Juliet!335How now, who calls?336- We'll all be put in the Clink.- See you in jail.337Your mother--Your mother.338Madam, I am here. What is your will?339This is the matter.340Nurse, give leave a while.We must talk in secret.341Nurse, come back again. I haveremembered me; thou's hear our counsel.342Thou knowest my daughter'sof a pretty age.343- Faith, I know her age unto an hour.- She's not 14.344Oh, I'll lay 14 of my teeth.And yet my teen be it spoken,345I have but four--346Tell me, daughter Juliet,347how stands your dispositionsto be married?348It is an honorthat I dream not of.349Hold, Tybalt! Good Mercutio!350I-- I'm sped.351Courage, man;the hurt cannot be much.352Ask for me tomorrow,353you shall find mea grave man.354Yes!355Yah!356"Such mortal drugs I have,357but Mantua's law is deathto any he that utters them."358Then him. Then me.359Romeo, away, be gone!360The citizens are up, and Tybalt slain.Stand not amazed!361The prince will doom thee death if thouart taken. Hence, be gone, away!362Oh, I am Fortune's fool!363Why dost thou stay?364Which way ran he that killed Mercutio?365That murderer,which way ran he?366- There lies that Tybalt.- Up, sir. Go with me.367I charge theein the Prince's name obey.368Where are the vile beginnersof this fray?369"Oh, I am Fortune's fool."370You are married?371"lf you be married, my graveis like to be my wedding bed."372Art thou gone so,373Iove, lord,374aye, husband, friend?375I must hear from theeevery day in the hour,376for in a minutethere are many day

s.377Oh, by this countI shall be much in years ere again...378I behold my Romeo.379Farewell.380Oh, think'st thouwe shall ever meet again?381Methinks I see thee,now thou art so low,382as one deadin the bottom of a tomb.383Either my eyesight fails,or thou look'st pale.384Then trust me, love,385in my eyes, so do you.386Dry sorrowdrinks our blood.387Adieu.388Adieu.389Take thou this vial,being then in bed,390and this distilling liquordrink thou off.391No warmth, no breath,shall testify thou livest.392And in this borrowed likenessof shrunk death...393thou shalt continuetwo and forty hours,394and then awakeas from a pleasant sleep.395What ho! Apothecary!396Come hither, man.I see that thou art poor.397Hold, there is 40 ducats.398- Let me have a dram of poison--- Such mortal drugs I have,399but Mantua's law is deathto any he that utters them.400- Art thou so--- My poverty, but not my will, consents.401I pay thy povertyand not thy will.402Eyes, look your last.403Arms, take your last embrace.404And, lips,405oh, you,the doors of breath,406seal witha righteous kiss...407the dateless bargain...408to engrossing death.409Come, bitter conduct.410Come, unsavory guide.411Thou, desperate pilot,now at once...412run on the dashing rocksthy seasick weary bark.413Here's to my love!414Oh... true apothecary!415Thy drugs are quick.416Thus with a kiss...417I die.418Where is my lord?419I do remember well where I should be,and there I am. Where is my Romeo?420Dead!421What's this?422A cup, closedin my true love's hand?423Poison, I see,424hath beenhis timeless end.425Oh, happy dagger,426this is thy sheath.427There rest...428and let me die.429A glooming peacethis morning with it brings;430the sun for sorrowwill not show his head.431Go hence, to have more talkof these sad things.432Some shall be pardoned,433and some punished;434for never was a storyof more woe...435than this of Juliet...436and her Romeo.437Bravo!438- Yea! Yea!- Yea!439- Bravo!- Yea! Bravo!440- God save the queen!- I arrest you in the nameof Queen Elizabeth!441Arrest who, Mr. Tilney?442Everyone!443Admiral's Men,the Chamberlain's Men...444and every one of you ne'er-do-wellsthat stand in contempt...445of the authority vestedin me by Her Majesty!446Contempt? You closed the Rose.I have not opened it.447That woman is a woman!448What?449A woman?You mean that goat?450I'll see you all in Clink, in the nameof Her Majesty, Queen Elizabeth!451Mr. Tilney!452Have a care with my name.You will wear it out

.453The queen of Englanddoes not attend...454exhibitions of public lewdness.455So somethingis out of joint.456Come here, Master Kent.Let me look at you.457Yes, the illusionis remarkable.458And your error, Mr. Tilney,is easily forgiven.459But I know something ofa woman in a man's profession.460Yes, by God,I do know about that.461That is enough from you,Master Kent.462If only Lord Wessexwere here.463He is, ma'am.464Y-Your Majesty.465There was a wagerI remember...466as to whether a play could showthe very truth and nature of love.467I think you lost it today.468You are an eager boy.Did you like the play?469I liked it when she stabbed herself,Your Majesty.470Master Shakespeare.471Next time you come to Greenwich,come as yourself,472and we will speaksome more.473Your Majesty.474Why, Lord Wessex.475Lost your wife so soon?476Indeed I am a bride short,477and my ship sails for the new worldon the evening tide.478How is this to end?479As stories mustwhen love's denied--480with tears and a journey.481Those whom Godhas joined in marriage...482not even Ican put asunder.483Master Kent.484Lord Wessex, as I foretold,has lost his wife in the playhouse.485Go make your farewelland send her out.486It's timeto settle accounts.487- How much was that wager?- Fifty shillings.488Pounds.489Give it to Master Kent.He will see it rightfully home.490Tell Master Shakespearesomething more cheerful next time...491for Twelfth Night.492Too late.493Too late.494My Lady Wessex.495A hired playerno longer.496Fifty pounds, Will,497for the poet of true love.498I'm done with theater.499The playhouseis for dreamers.500Look what the dreambrought us.501It was we ourselvesdid that.502And for my life to come,I would not have it otherwise.503I have hurt you,and I'm sorry for it.504If my hurt is to bethat you write no more,505then I shall bethe sorrier.506The queen commandsa comedy, Will,507for Twelfth Night.508A comedy.509What would my hero be?510The saddest wretch in all the kingdom,sick with love?511It's a beginning.512Let him be a duke,and your heroine--513Sold in marriageand halfway to America.514At sea, then.A voyage to a new world.515A storm.All are lost.516She lands... on a...517vast and empty shore.518She's brought to the duke--519- Orsino.- Orsino?520Good name.521But fearful of her virtue,she comes to him dressed as a boy.522And thus is unableto declare her love.523But all ends well.524How does it?525I don't know.526It's a mystery.527You will never age for me,

528nor fade,529nor die.530Nor you for me.531Good-bye, my love.532A thousand times good-bye.533Write me well.534My story starts at sea,535a perilous voyageto an unknown land.536A shipwreck.537The wild waters roar and heave.538The brave vesselis dashed all to pieces,539and all the helpless soulswithin her...540drowned.541All save one:542a lady...543whose soul is greaterthan the ocean,544and her spirit,stronger than the sea's embrace.545Not for her a watery end,546but a new life beginningon a stranger shore.547It will be a love story,548for she will be my heroinefor all time.549And her name will be Viola.