1:00:00
hath by cruel fate and giddy
fortune's furious, fickle wheel...
1:00:06
Touching your patience,
Ancient Pistol,
1:00:10
fortune is an excellent moral.
1:00:13
Fortune is Bardolph's foe
and frowns on him...
1:00:17
for he hath stolen a pax
and hanged must he be.
1:00:22
Therefore, go speak.
1:00:25
The duke will hear thy voice.
1:00:29
Speak, captain, for his life,
1:00:33
and I will thee requite.
1:00:36
Ancient Pistol, I do partly
understand your meaning.
1:00:40
Why, then,
rejoice therefore!
1:00:44
'Tis not a thing
to rejoice at.
1:00:48
Look you, if he
were my brother,
1:00:51
I would desire the duke
to do his good pleasure...
1:00:54
and put him to execution.
1:00:58
[Fluellen]
Discipline ought to be used.
1:01:02
Then die and be damned...
1:01:05
and figo for thy friendship!
1:01:23
How now, Fluellen,
comest thou from the bridge?
1:01:26
Aye, so please your majesty.
1:01:28
The duke of Exeter hath very
gallantly maintained the bridge.
1:01:33
What men have you lost?
1:01:36
I think the duke
hath lost never a man...
1:01:43
but one that is like to be
executed for robbing a church.
1:01:48
One Bardolph, if
your majesty know the man.
1:01:52
[Fluellen] His face is all bubukles and
whelks and knobs and flames of fire.
1:01:57
His lips blows at his nose.
1:01:59
[Fluellen] 'tis like a coal of fire...
sometimes blue, sometimes red.