:36:02
He is a soldier fit to stand by Caesar
and give direction.
:36:07
And do but see his vice.
:36:09
But is he often thus?
:36:12
'Tis evermore the prologue
to his sleep.
:36:18
-What's the matter, lieutenant?
-A knave teach me my duty!
:36:21
l'll beat the knave
into a twiggen bottle.
:36:23
-Beat me!
-Dost thou prate, rogue?
:36:27
Nay, good lieutenant.
:36:29
l pray you, sir, hold your hand.
:36:33
Let me go, sir, or l'll knock you
over the mazzard.
:36:39
Come, come...
:36:41
...you're drunk.
:36:49
Drunk?
:36:53
Nay, good lieutenant.
:36:56
God's will, gentlemen!
:37:05
Good lieutenant, hold!
:37:07
Mutiny!
:37:10
Mutiny!
:37:21
Help, ho! Lieutenant!
:37:31
God's will, lieutenant.
Hold!
:37:32
Hold, for your lives!
:37:35
Hold, for shame!
:37:36
What's the matter here?!
:37:38
Are we turned Turks?!
:37:41
For Christian shame,
put by this barbarous brawl.
:37:45
He who stirs next
to carve for his own rage...
:37:48
...holds his soul light.
:37:50
He dies upon his motion.
:37:55
What is the matter, masters?
:37:58
Michael...