Henry V Page #2
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1989
- 137 min
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Tennis balls, my liege.
We are glad the Dauphin
is so pleasant with us.
His present and your pains
we thank you for.
When we have matched
we will in France,
by God's grace,
father's crown into the hazard.
And we understand him well,
how he comes o'er us
with our wilder days,
not measuring what use
we made of them.
But tell the Dauphin
I will keep my state,
be like a king and show
my sail of greatness...
when I do rouse me
in my throne of France.
And tell the pleasant prince
this mock of his...
hath turned his balls
to gunstones,
and his soul
shall stand sore charged...
for the wasteful vengeance
that shall fly with them.
For many a thousand widows
shall this his mock,
mock out of
their dear husbands,
mock castles down.
And some are yet ungotten
and unborn...
that shall have cause
to curse the Dauphin's scorn.
So get you hence in peace,
and tell the Dauphin...
his jest... will savor
but of shallow wit...
when thousands weep
more than did laugh at it.
Convey them with safe conduct.
Fare you well.
This was a merry message.
We hope to make the sender
blush at it.
Therefore, my lords,
omit no happy hour...
that may give furtherance
to our expedition.
For we have now no thought
in us but France,
save those to God
that run before our business.
Therefore, let every man
now task his thought...
that this fair action
may on foot be brought.
Now all the youth of
England are on fire...
and silken dalliance
in the wardrobe lies.
For now sits expectation
in the air...
and hides a sword,
from hilts unto the point,
with crowns imperial,
crowns and coronets...
promised to Harry and his followers.
Well met, Corporal Nym.
Good morrow,
Lieutenant Bardolph.
What, are you and Ancient Pistol friends yet?
For my part, I care not.
I say little,
but when time shall serve,
there shall be smiles.
But that shall be as it may.
Come, I will bestow a breakfast
to make you friends,
and we'll be all three
sworn brothers to France.
- Let it be so, good corporal.
- I will do as I may.
It is certain, corporal, that Ancient
Pistol is married to Nell quickly.
For certainly she did you wrong,
for you were betrothed to her.
How now, mine host Pistol?
Base tyke!
Callest thou me host?
Now, by this hand,
Nor shall my Nell
keep lodgers!
No, by my troth,
not long.
For we can't lodge or board
a dozen or 14 gentlewomen...
who live honestly
by the prick of their needles,
but it shall be thought
we keep a bawdy house straight.
- Pish!
- Pish for thee, Iceland dog!
Good Corporal Nym,
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