
Bedlam
(0.00 / 0 votes)Come, Poll, do you know my friend,
Lord Mortimer?
Lord Mortimer.
Lord Mortimer.
Lord Mortimer is like a pig.
His brain's small and his belly big.
What's this hubbub?
It's one of the lunatics from the asylum,
I expect, milord.
- A prank? A jest?
- Go and see, John.
Bedlam?
It does not look so merry a place, milord.
Never been there?
You'll have to pay Master Sims tuppence
to see all the loonies in their cages.
Maybe they'll teach you
some new tricks, Nell.
I have no need of their wit
to entertain you, milord.
They say, sir, that one of the poor devils
in there fell from the roof trying to escape.
Very regrettable. Well, drive on.
Your Lordship, it seems to me
the man was known to you.
I thought I saw him in your company
not a week gone by, sir.
Really? Well, let's have a look.
You, there. You with the light.
It is...
He fell trying to escape.
Some of our boos haven't sense enough
to keep safe behind their bars.
Where is Sims?
- Fetch him.
- He is dining out, milord.
Dining out with Colby's blood
on his hands.
- Do you know me?
- Yes, milord.
Then tell Master Sims to wait
upon me in the morning.
I have some few words
I wish to say to him.
Lord Mortimer is like a pig.
Will you remind Lord Mortimer
that I am waiting?
Well, Pompey, are you a pretty boy
this morning?
What are you trying to do, Pompey?
Milord, I want to look like
the visitor in the hallway.
Sims. I'd forgotten Sims.
You there, clear out.
Send in the good Sims.
First course for milord's rage.
To be eaten with a sauce of lightning,
and to the tune of thunder.
Send him in.
Sims.
Quiet! I'll tell you why.
That you hated him, I knew.
That you envied him was known to all...
but that you would dare...
Dare to leave
to murder him from spite and envy.
Murder, milord?
There was no murder.
Colby was my guest.
before I could open the door for him.
And then that monstrous accident.
Accident?
Master Sims is writing a new dictionary.
Are accidents contrived,
plotted, executed?
Exactly, Mistress Bowen.
This was a misadventure
contrived by the victim...
and executed by nature's law
that all who lose their grip on gutters...
must fall.
You stick to that story, Master Sims?
I could never invent one half so droll.
The characters of the tale...
two poets, Colby and myself.
But I am not only a poet,
but also, by your Lordship's favor...
the Apothecary General
of St. Mary's of Bethlehem Hospital.
My friend comes to discuss poetry.
I am absent.
My guards mistake him for a madman.
He tries to escape from them and is killed.
Like a romance, milord.
It's a romance that cost me 20 guineas
and a night of laughter.
How so, milord?
Lord Mortimer was foolish enough
to pay an advance...
for poetry promised in the future.
Colby was to write a masque
for the fete Lord Mortimer is giving.
If I might offer my humble talents.
Even at the hospital
I deal in wit and laughter, madam.
Are there any who have come to Bedlam...
and say the entertainment
is not worth the tuppence they paid?
You do not entertain me, Master Sims.
That is because you have a tender heart.
Most people laugh at my ugliness.
It offends me, sir.
To move a lady so beautiful in any way...
- He's gallant, too.
- I am as you wish, milord.
And I will make your fete
a frolic you will remember.
How?
Sometimes the success of a play
belongs to the players.
What if the masque were performed
by my company of wits, the Bedlamites?
Have your loonies perform?
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