:04:04
This is the vineyard of the fistic arts
:04:07
and the grapes of pugilism are being
stomped into a Châteauneuf-du-Pulp.
:04:11
- Get outta the way.
- Uh... An arena ve-ver-very...
:04:15
Why don't you move your fucking crew
out the way? You're fucking up my view.
:04:20
And the groundlings very much aroused,
as they should be.
:04:24
But this is not a boxing arena.
It's the Globe Theatre. It's the Old Vic.
:04:28
These people aren't watching
a heavyweight title fight, but King Lear.
:04:32
Hey, hey! Motherfucker, is you deaf?
:04:34
Shit, man, I didn't pay no $1500
for both these seats...
:04:40
- to see no fucking King Lear! What's wrong?
- My brother, I'm a man of peace.
:04:45
- My bro...? Oh, hell, no!
:04:48
I can't let no white motherfucker call me
brother. Besides, my brother is dead.
:04:52
All right. Cut. New deal.
:04:55
Moving on quickly. Here we go.
Proceed. Proceed quickly.
:04:58
There's three of you and one of me,
and you're running like roaches.
:05:04
Punch or get out.
:05:11
Hit him. Hit him. Hit him.
:05:24
- Go to your corner.
:05:27
Three, four,
:05:29
five, six,
:05:31
seven, eight,
:05:33
nine, ten.
:05:35
He's out.
:05:48
The Lord God Jehovah is a mighty God.
Am I right?
:05:53
A mighty God.
:05:56
Champ. Champ.
:05:58
You're a beautiful human being.