:22:03
If the cook help to make the
gluttony...
:22:05
...you help to the diseases.
Those we catch of you.
:22:10
To come of the breach with his
pike bent bravely...
:22:15
...to venture upon the charged
chamber bravely...
:22:20
Hang yourself, you
muddy conger!
:22:24
You two never meet, but
you fall to some discord.
:22:27
You art both as gouty
as dry toasts.
:22:34
You have drunk too much
Canaries, good wine.
:22:39
- How art thou?
- Better than before.
:22:42
Well said.
:22:44
Thy goodness, shines as gold.
:22:48
What the good year, one must
bear, and that must be you.
:22:53
Sir, Pistol would speak
with you.
:22:55
Pistol?
:22:58
It is the foul-mouth'dst
rogue in England!
:23:00
- Hang him, swaggering raskal!
- Swagger?
:23:03
Empty the chamberpot.
:23:05
- Lf he swagger, let him not in.
- He art no swagger.
:23:09
A tame cheater, you may stroke
him as a puppy greyhound.
:23:14
- Pistol!
- God save you, Sir John.
:23:17
I charge you with a cup of
sack, do you discharge upon...
:23:20
...my hostess.
- I will, with two bullets.
:23:25
She is pistol-proof, you
shall hardly offend her.
:23:30
Then to you, Mrs. Dorothy,
I will charge you.
:23:33
- Charge me? You scurvy raskal?
- My sword, Bardolph.
:23:37
I'll thrust my knife as you play
the savoy cuttle with me.
:23:41
I'll murder your ruff for this.
:23:44
- Pistol, I would not have go off.
- Nay, not here, good captain.
:23:47
- Captain?
- Come dawn, captain.
:23:50
Captain for what? For tearing a
poor whore's ruff in a bawdy?
:23:54
Shall packhorses of Asia,
compare with Caessars...
:23:57
...and with Cannibals, and Trojan
Greeks? Canst thou hear me?