Shakespeare in Love Page #3

and adventure.

And love.

Love above all.

Like Valentine and Silvia?

No, not the artful postures of love...

but love that overthrows life.

Unbiddable, ungovernable,

like a riot in the heart...

and nothing to be done,

come ruin or rapture.

Love as there has never been

in a play.

I will have love,

or I will end my days as...

As a nurse?

Oh, but I would be

Valentine and Silvia too.

Oh, good nurse,

God save you, and good night.

I would stay asleep my whole life...

if I could dream myself

into a company of players.

Clean your teeth

while you dream, then.

Now spit.

This time the boots are coming off.

What have I done?

The theaters have all been

closed down by the plague.

-Oh, that.

-By order of the Master of the Revels.

Mr. Fennyman, allow me to explain

about the theater business.

The natural condition is one of insurmountable

obstacles on the road to imminent disaster.

-So what do we do?

-Nothing.

Strangely enough,

it all turns out well.

-How?

-I dont know. Its a mystery.

Shall I kill him, Mr. Fennyman?

The theaters are reopened...

by order of the Master of the Revels!

The theaters are reopened!

Mr. Fennyman, Mr. Tilney

has reopened the playhouses.

If you wouldnt mind.

-Wheres the play?

-Oh, its coming. Its coming.

Its coming.

Will!

Will, I have wonderful news.

So have I.

Romeo and Rosaline, scene one.

God, Im good!

Rosaline?

You mean Ethel.

Richard?

Burbage!

Mr. Tilney.

Like you,

I found him not at home.

I wouldve made you immortal.

Tell Burbage he has lost

a new play by Will Shakespeare.

What does Burbage care of that?

Hes readying the "Curtain"

for Kit Marlowe.

-Youve opened the playhouses?

-I have, Master Shakespeare.

-But the plague...

-Yes, I know...

but he was always hanging around the house.

The special today is a pigs foot

marinated in juniper berry vinegar,

served on a buckwheat pancake...

-Will! Have you finished?

-Yes, nearly.

Good morning, Master Nol.

You'll have a nice part.

-Yes!

-Well need Ralph for the pirate king.

Clear that bloody table!

None other than the Admirals Men

are out on tour.

I need actors!

Those of you who are unknown

will have a chance to be known!

-What about the money, Mr. Henslowe?

-It wont cost you a penny! Ha ha ha!

Auditions in half an hour!

Ralph Bagswell,

I'd have a part for you...

but, alas, I hear you are

a drunkards drunkard.

Never when Im working.

Never when Im working!

-Get me to drink mandragora.

-Straight up, Will?

Give my friend a beaker

of your best brandy.

Kit.

-How goes it, Will?

-Wonderful. Wonderful.

-Burbage says you have a play.

-I have, and the chinks to show for it.

I insist.

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