Rosencrantz & Guildenstern Are Dead Page #4

Your smallest action sets off

another somewhere else,

and is set off by it.

And I do think or else this brain of

mine hunts not the trail of policy...

We're going round in circles!

... so sure as it hath use to do

that I have found the very cause

of hamlet's lunacy!

Oh, speak of that!

That do I long to hear.

Give first admittance

to the ambassadors.

He tells me, my dear Gertrude,

he hath found the head and

source of all your son's distemper.

I doubt it is no other

but the main...

his father's death and

our o'er hasty marriage.

Well... we shall sift him.

It's all right.

There's a logic at work.

It's all done for you, don't worry.

Enjoy it. Relax.

Relax.

We have been briefed.

Have we?

Hamlet's transformation.

What do you recollect?

Well, he's changed, hasn't he?

The exterior and inward

man fails to resemble.

Draw him onto pleasures...

glean what afflicts him.

Something more than

his father's death.

He's always talking about us...

there aren't two people living

whom he dotes on more than us.

We cheer him up... find out

what's the matter.

Exactly.

It's a matter of asking the right

questions and giving away

as little as we can.

And then we can go?

And receive such thanks as fits

as king's remembrance.

Oh, I like the sound of that...

What do you think

she means by remembrance?

He doesn't forget his friend?

Would you care to estimate?

Some kings tend to be amnesiac,

others in the opposite, I suppose...

whatever that is...

How much?

Elephantine.

How much?

Retentive... he's a very

retentive king, a royal retainer.

What are you playing at?

Words... words

they're all we have to go on.

Look at this.

Leave things alone.

Sorry.

This is interesting.

You would think

that this would fall

faster than this, wouldn't you?

Well... and you'd be

absolutely right.

Fancy a game?

We're spectators.

Do you want to play questions?

How do you play that?

You have to ask questions.

Statement! One... love.

Cheating!

How?

I hadn't started yet.

Statement! Two... love.

Are you counting that?

What?

Are you counting that?

Foul! No repetitions.

Three... love and game.

I'm not going to play if you're

going to be like that.

Whose serve?

Err...

Hesitation! Love... one.

Whose go?

Why?

Why not?

What for?

Foul! No synonyms!

One... all.

What in God's name is going on?

Foul! No rhetoric!

Two... one.

What does it all add up to?

Can't you guess?

Were you addressing me?

Is there anyone else?

Who?

How would I know?

Why do you ask?

Are you serious?

Was that rhetoric?

No.

Statement! Two all.

Game point.

What's the matter with you today?

When?

What?

Are you deaf?

Am I dead?

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