No Fear Shakespeare
Henry IV Part 1
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Act 3, Scene 3, Page 4
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FALSTAFF
How? The Prince is a jack, a sneak-up. 'Sblood, an he were
here, I would cudgel him like a dog if he would say so.
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FALSTAFF
What? The Prince is a bastard, a sneak. Dammit, if he were here and said something like that, I’d beat him like a dog.
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Enter PRINCE HENRY and
PETO, marching, and FALSTAFF meets them laying on his truncheon like a fife |
PRINCE HENRY and PETO enter, marching like soldiers. FALSTAFF joins them, pretending that his cudgel is a fife, or military flute. |
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How now, lad, is the wind in that door, i' faith? Must we all
march?
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Hey there, lad! Is that what’s happening? Are we all going to march?
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BARDOLPH
Yea, two and two, Newgate fashion.
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BARDOLPH
Yes, side by side, like prisoners to the gallows.
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MISTRESS QUICKLY
My lord, I pray you, hear me.
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MISTRESS QUICKLY
My lord, please, listen to me.
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PRINCE HENRY
What sayest thou, Mistress Quickly? How doth thy
husband? I love him well; he is an honest man.
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PRINCE HENRY
What is it, Mistress Quickly? How’s your husband? I think highly of him; he’s an honest man.
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MISTRESS QUICKLY
Good my lord, hear me.
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MISTRESS QUICKLY
My lord, please listen to me.
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FALSTAFF
Prithee, let her alone, and list to me.
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FALSTAFF
Forget about her, and listen to me.
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PRINCE HENRY
What say’st thou, Jack?
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PRINCE HENRY
What is it, Jack?
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FALSTAFF
The other night I fell asleep here behind the arras, and had
my pocket picked. This house is turned bawdy house; they
pick pockets.
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FALSTAFF
The other night I fell asleep here behind the arras and I had my pocket picked. This bar’s like a whorehouse: they pick your pockets.
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PRINCE HENRY
What didst thou lose, Jack?
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PRINCE HENRY
What did you lose, Jack?
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FALSTAFF
Wilt thou believe me, Hal, three or four bonds of forty pound
apiece, and a seal ring of my grandfather’s.
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FALSTAFF
Would you believe it, Hal? Three or four I.O.U.’s worth forty pounds each, and my grandfather’s sealing ring.
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PRINCE HENRY
A trifle, some eightpenny matter.
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PRINCE HENRY
Junk, not worth more than eight pennies.
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