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- And here we are.

- Okay.

Now, you're Richard's brother,

the sick king, and I'm Richard. Okay.

Yes. I move this way,

and you follow me.

- Now...

- How exciting to start with "now. "

You'd wake your audience up,

wouldn't you? "Now!"

Now...

...is the winter of our discontent...

...made...

...glorious summer...

...by this sun of York.

KIMBALL:

It's a pun.

The sun of York is the sun in the sky...

...over the English countryside of York.

York is also your family name,

and you are one of three sons of York.

Let me say it again, then.

Now...

...is the winter of our discontent...

...made glorious summer.

PACINO:
I said the opening speech

from Richard to a group of students...

"Our discontent made glorious summer. "

Anybody know what that means?

...who were interested, because I meant

something, didn't know what I meant.

"Now is the winter of our discontent. "

What am I saying?

He is referring to their part...

To the Wars of the Roses.

Before the play Richard llI starts...

...we gotta know a little bit

about what happened before.

What happened is, we've just been

through a civil war...

...called the War of the Roses...

[SWORDS CLANGING]

...in which the Lancasters

and the Yorks clashed.

[HORSE NEIGHS]

Two rival families,

and the Yorks won.

They beat the Lancasters, and they're

now in power. Richard is a York.

PACINO:

My brother Edward is the king now.

And my brother Clarence...

...is not the king,

and me, I'm not the king.

I wanna be the king. It's that simple.

Key word, clearly, is...

Right from the start, is "discontent. "

So Richard, in the very opening scene

of the play, tells us...

... just how badly he feels

about the peacetime world...

... he finds himself in

and what he intends to do about it.

Now is the winter of our discontent

made glorious summer...

...by this sun of York.

And all the clouds

that lour'd on our house...

...in the deep bosom

of the ocean buried.

Part of the trouble is

that the Wars of the Roses...

...the wars for the crown,

are now over...

...because the crown has been won

by the Yorks...

...which means

that they can stop fighting.

Now are our brows...

...bound with victorious wreaths.

Our bruised arms

hung up for monuments.

Our stern alarum changed

to merry meetings.

What do they do

when the fighting stops?

Grim-visaged war...

...hath smooth'd his wrinkled front.

And now, instead of mounting

barbed steeds...

...to fright the souls

of fearful adversaries, he capers...

...nimbly in a lady's chamber...

...to the lascivious pleasings of a lute.

FEMALE SCHOLAR:

And you see lovemaking...

...and relations with the other gender...

...as what you translate

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