1:16:03
What are you?
As good a gentleman as the emperor.
1:16:08
Ah, then you are a better
than the king.
1:16:12
The king's a bawcock
and a heart of gold,
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a lad of life,
an imp of fame,
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of parents good,
of fist most valiant.
1:16:26
I kiss his dirty shoe,
1:16:29
and from heartstring,
I love the lovely bully.
1:16:38
What is thy name?
1:16:39
Uh, Harry Le Roy.
Le Roy?
1:16:43
A... a Cornish name?
1:16:46
No, I am a Welshman.
1:16:50
Knowest thou Fluellen?
Aye.
1:16:53
Tell him I'll knock his leek about
his pate upon Saint Davy's day.
1:16:58
Do not wear your dagger in your cap
that day, lest he knock that about yours.
1:17:04
Art thou his friend?
1:17:05
And his kinsman too.
1:17:08
The figo with thee then.
I thank you.
1:17:11
God be with you.
1:17:13
My name is Pistol called.
1:17:16
It sorts well
with your fierceness.
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Captain Fluellen.
Shh!
1:17:31
In the name of Jesus Christ,
speak lower.
1:17:39
If you would take the pains but to
examine the wars of Pompey the great,
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you shall find that there is no Tiddle
Taddle nor Pibble Babble in Pompey's camp.
1:17:49
The enemy is loud.
You hear him all night.
1:17:53
If the enemy is an ass and
a fool and a prating coxcomb,
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is it meet that we should
also be an ass...
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and a fool and a prating coxcomb
in your conscience now?