Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Time does indeed, it seems, heal all wounds.
he went to London,
He was carrying nothing but a quill and some empty pages.
Bollocks. l can do that myself, thank you very much.
lt made me think of...
1601.
Promise him a fortune if he kills him.
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Not just Essex and Southampton.
a kingdom for a stage, princes to act,
Nero smoked crack whilst Rome burned
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Francesco! FRANCESCO: Signor Jonson!
Did your father tell you of the child?
For his monument is ever-living,
To James? Elizabeth would never--
[GROANS]
Yes, master.
A sin?
Will isn't even a writer.
Why did he work so hard to become your guardian after your father died?
No? Well...
Wonderful theater. Wonderful.
James will expect you to do the same for him and he will reward you for it.
To die: to sleep, no more,
Where are the plays?
Eight shillings on six dogs!
She will accept you with open arms.
[LAUGHS]
SPENCER [AS HENRY V]: This story shall the good man teach his son.
Yes! Freedom! Freedom!
That's power, Essex.
play the flute while Rome burns.
To be the conscience of our times. The soul of the age.
Your sword!
Of course it is.
Edward! Bessie!
Are you certain?
Spain's loss is England's gain.
Those are her terms. Here are mine.
Wait a few years and then publish them.
LADY-lN-WAlTlNG: Me lord?
ROBERT: Alone?
we keep your noble head from the executioner's block.
An actor, for God's sake!
My only desire is to see the next king be the rightful king.
Never a voice in government.
Mark my words, he has done this to spite us.
My daughter is young and impressionable.
Aah! Robert!
OXFORD: Hello.
SHAKESPEARE: Have you such a one?
You will write to James.
My lord, it is a well-defended fortress.
Why? Because the queen has bade it so.
The stench. He's done.
such a sin, l pray that l do not find my salvation until very late in life.
You went to him, didn't you?
[SOBS]
No, that's impossible. He cannot be spared.
And this weak and idle theme, no more yielding but a dream.
Mm. There won't be puppets, will there?
Down with the French! Down with the French!
this day shall gentle his condition.
lNTERROGATOR: Guard!
As a what?
[CLEARS THROAT]
our bruised arms hung up for monuments,
We leave with the tide.
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the perilous narrow ocean parts asunder.
James is aware of the queen's affections for Essex
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Jonson! GUARD 4: That way!
Bring Essex back to London, William.
and, touching hers, make blessed my rude hand.
Help, help, ho! What, ho! Help!
Yes, but which? You know, don't you, Ben?
ELlZABETH: Are you the gift, my gracious little man?
Her Majesty will be with you shortly.
O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright.
You're Puck.
Ah!
heard on our stage.
My lord.
Why must you write?
Edward? You know l will have to leave court soon.
SHAKESPEARE: Over there.
Earl of Essex, is hereby executed
Will Shakespeare. That is not ale in that goblet, is it?
He will never learn of it from me.
l was also winning.
And if there's one thing the Cecils understand, it's power.
Words.
We feel a terrible void without your father.
we band of brothers.
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Rumor?
You are the sun, Majesty.
[CROWD CLAMORlNG]
She was 16 for the first.
though never so old,
l wonder if he needs any material. Certainly not yours.
Are you going to live here forever?
WOMAN 2: Yes, and doesn't he look handsome?
lf he really is as popular as you say,
And gentlemen in England now a-bed,
to your family's line of warriors.
Voice? You have no voice! That's why l chose you!
Boys! My boys!
You can't get through the crowds. We've turned hundreds away.
marry you to his daughter, and after Elizabeth's death, proclaim you...
WOMAN 1: Most definitely.
l can't very well use my name, can l?
ls she still refusing to sleep? For three days now.
He was doing my bidding! Yours?
l'll take that bet. Eight shillings on the bear.