Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You know your places.
Our Shakespeare, rise!
We cannot maintain authority if we are laughingstocks!
The applause, delight
POLE: Out with you, Jonson!
and take the throne for himself.
ln iambic pentameter.
What a beast! Have you seen his claws?
Words will prevail with Elizabeth.
Leave us.
Do l?
No, no, no, not at all. No.
Slept with her son?
God save the queen!
Your wit.
Then we must march south and take Cahir Castle.
Burned?
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MAN 1: He was Scottish, wasn't he? MAN 2: Yeah.
the women.
No, l mean you to put your name to all of them.
Of course he did. What was it about?
[BOTH SPEAKlNG lN lTALlAN]
lt's absolutely wonderful. Shh.
Strike true.
We hope not too soon, Your Majesty.
POLE: Disperse!
[♪♪♪]
you, your family, even l,
and look forward to seeing many more, now that we're in London.
poetry.
Where did she go?
MAN 2: To Essex House! MAN 3: We want Essex!
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come,
Yeah. At last.
And you want me to put my name to this play?
NASHE: Henry the Fifth, by...
[GUNSHOTS AND MEN SHOUTlNG lN DlSTANCE]
He's lying.
told me what you thought of my work.
ESSEX: That is why we must do everything in our power to ensure
Uh... So, uh...
[CROWD CHEERlNG]
[CROWD MURMURlNG]
Can you?
and want love's majesty to strut before
The men!
[GASPlNG]
And so,
l'm the 17th Earl of Oxford.
has ever been found written in Shakespeare's own hand.
Essex could not, unfortunately,
You left the hump on.
l want to thank my actors,
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But hear them, l never did.
Burned.
Can this cockpit hold the vasty fields of France?
[SPEAKlNG lN FRENCH]
So let me offer you a different story.
Then should the warlike Harry, like himself,
[LADlES-lN-WAlTlNG SHRlEK AND GASP]
Of course! As soon as Robert told me you were ignoring my express orders--
[DOGS BARKlNG AND BEAR GROWLlNG]
Well, why not?
[AUDlENCE MURMURlNG]
You already make more than any playwright Bankside.
What?
Now my tooth hurts.
Robert? Robert told? Enough!
[JAMES GASPS]
Spread out!
You must've known she would go elsewhere.
Though he is my own advisor first, Your Majesty, my son second.
SPENCER [AS ROMEO]: What lady's that, which doth enrich the hand of yonder knight?
He on her belly falls
Cecil alone was our aim.
[CROWD CHUCKLlNG]
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You suggest you be reimbursed the rest of my estate through your daughter's bed.
To Essex House!
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Earl of Oxford.
Anyone resisting will be taken to the Tower!
Stop it! Stop this at once!
What plays?
Some anonymous nobleman's paid for everything.
cheated of feature by dissembling nature,
You have never told me...
That is, of course, if Your Majesty so desires.
Hyah!
that have dared on this unworthy scaffold
and several narrative poems that are collectively known
[PEOPLE CHATTERlNG]
You lying knave. You went to him. Can l get you a drink? Billy!
What's happened?
The weather? Or the food?
Must have been a cutpurse.
WOMAN: lt's that playwright. MAN: Kit Marlowe.
Wait for me! SERVANT: Please, my lords!
Robert, wait.
Then cosmography with Dr. Richards. RlCHARDS: My lord.
The name.
Yes, Your Grace. Though not from me.
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After something like Hamlet?
l did indeed, Your Majesty.
Stay out!
[CROWD CHEERS]