0:00:46 > 0:00:47Tranio!
0:00:51 > 0:00:52Tranio!
0:00:52 > 0:00:54Master!
0:00:55 > 0:00:57Master Lucentio.
0:00:57 > 0:01:00Now, in fulfilment of my great desire
0:01:00 > 0:01:08to see fair Padua, nursery of arts, I am arriv'd in fruitful Lombardy, The pleasant garden of great Italy.
0:01:11 > 0:01:17And by my father's love and leave am arm'd with his good will and thy good company.
0:01:23 > 0:01:28So shall I please my father, Lord Vincentio, who sent me hither from our home in Pisa, on this,
0:01:28 > 0:01:34the first day of the scholar's year, to study at the university,
0:01:34 > 0:01:37and deck his fortune with my virtuous deeds.
0:01:37 > 0:01:43Here let us breathe and haply institute a course of learning and ingenious studies.
0:01:43 > 0:01:46And therefore, Tranio, for the time I'll study Virtue,
0:01:46 > 0:01:52and that part of philosophy will I apply which treats of happiness by virtue specially to be achiev'd.
0:01:58 > 0:02:01Tell me, Tranio,
0:02:01 > 0:02:06tell me thy mind, for I have Pisa left and am to Padua come
0:02:06 > 0:02:12as he that leaves a shallow plash to plunge him in the deep, and with satiety seeks to quench his thirst.
0:02:12 > 0:02:15Why then, Lucentio, gentle master mine.
0:02:15 > 0:02:18I am in all affected as yourself,
0:02:18 > 0:02:25glad that you thus continue your resolve to suck the sweets of sweet philosophy.
0:02:28 > 0:02:30Tranio!
0:02:30 > 0:02:38But let us not be so confined by learning that love becomes an outcast.
0:02:40 > 0:02:41Quite abjur'd.
0:02:52 > 0:02:56No profit grows where is no pleasure taken. Huh?
0:02:56 > 0:02:58Master?
0:03:00 > 0:03:01Master?
0:05:17 > 0:05:22# Come, scholar Come, scholar, tell me true
0:05:22 > 0:05:28# What can I teach you to do, do, do?
0:05:29 > 0:05:34# Teach me no scholarship nor no trade
0:05:35 > 0:05:40# Teach me to tumble thee my little pretty maid. #
0:06:25 > 0:06:26Lucentio!
0:06:26 > 0:06:28Lucentio!
0:06:31 > 0:06:32Lucentio!
0:06:34 > 0:06:35Lucentio!
0:06:40 > 0:06:42Master!
0:07:18 > 0:07:21Unveil! Unveil!
0:07:25 > 0:07:26Away!
0:07:28 > 0:07:30Unveil! Unveil!
0:07:30 > 0:07:35# Who would his love bestow On looks he may never know?
0:07:35 > 0:07:38# Lady unveil, unveil, unveil
0:07:38 > 0:07:40# Beauty's a thing to show to show
0:07:40 > 0:07:42# To show. #
0:07:47 > 0:07:51# Oh, let me tell
0:07:51 > 0:07:55# Gentle maiden, let me tell
0:07:56 > 0:07:58# If it be true that
0:07:58 > 0:08:01# Thy beauty cast a spell
0:08:02 > 0:08:07# If true it be, take pity and give me leave
0:08:08 > 0:08:14# To do for thee all that Adam did for Eve
0:08:14 > 0:08:19# I'll do it well, gentle maid I'll do it well... #
0:08:23 > 0:08:25Bianca!
0:08:43 > 0:08:45Tranio, I burn...
0:08:45 > 0:08:50I pine, I perish, Tranio. lf I achieve not that young modest girl.
0:08:50 > 0:08:51Wha...
0:08:53 > 0:08:59Is it possible that love should of a sudden take such hold?
0:09:01 > 0:09:06Bianca! Haste to the house. Your sister is mad.
0:09:13 > 0:09:15Out of my way, fool!
0:09:46 > 0:09:48Ah! Eh! Oh!
0:10:01 > 0:10:02Bianca! Bianca!
0:10:12 > 0:10:14Bianca. Bianca! Bian...
0:10:16 > 0:10:20- Signor Baptista... - Gentlemen, importune me no further, for how I firmly am resolv'd
0:10:20 > 0:10:25you know, not to bestow my younger daughter Bianca before I have a husband for the elder.
0:10:25 > 0:10:29What? Before I have a husband for the elder!
0:10:30 > 0:10:36If either of you two love Katherina, leave shall you have to court her at your pleasure.
0:10:36 > 0:10:37O, hideous pleasure.
0:10:37 > 0:10:39She's too rough for me.
0:10:41 > 0:10:47I pray you, Father, is it your will to make a whore of me among these mates?
0:10:47 > 0:10:49Mates, maid, how mean you that?
0:10:49 > 0:10:53No mates for you unless you were of milder, gentler mould.
0:10:53 > 0:10:56I' faith, sir, you shall have no need to fear.
0:10:56 > 0:11:00Such mating is not halfway to my heart.
0:11:00 > 0:11:06But if it were, doubt not my care should be to paint your face, and use you like a fool.
0:11:06 > 0:11:10And comb your noddle with a three-legg'd stool.
0:11:12 > 0:11:16That wench is stark mad or wonderful forward.
0:11:18 > 0:11:22But in the other's silence I do see Maid's mild behaviour and sobriety.
0:11:22 > 0:11:28Let it not displease thee, good Bianca, for I will love thee none the less, my girl.
0:11:28 > 0:11:33- You are my most obedient and loving daughter.- Pretty pet!
0:11:36 > 0:11:40O, sister, content you in my discontent.
0:11:44 > 0:11:48Sir, to your pleasure humbly I subscribe.
0:11:48 > 0:11:55My books and instruments shall be my company, on them to look and practise by myself.
0:11:55 > 0:11:59O, Tranio, thou may'st hear a goddess speak.
0:11:59 > 0:12:01Go in, Bianca.
0:12:01 > 0:12:05O, no! Why, will you lock her up, Signor Baptista,
0:12:05 > 0:12:09for this fiend of hell, and make her bear the penance of her tongue?
0:12:09 > 0:12:11- Gentlemen, content ye. I am resolv'd.- But...
0:12:11 > 0:12:18And for I know she taketh most delight in music, instruments, and poetry.
0:12:18 > 0:12:21Schoolmasters will I keep within my house fit to instruct her youth.
0:12:21 > 0:12:24If you, Hortensio, or Signor Gremio, you, know
0:12:24 > 0:12:29any such, conduct them hither for to schoolmasters, I will be very kind.
0:12:29 > 0:12:31And so farewell.
0:12:33 > 0:12:35Fiend of hell!
0:12:35 > 0:12:37Schoolmasters.
0:12:38 > 0:12:42If you love the maid, bend thoughts and wits to achieve her.
0:12:42 > 0:12:44Thus it stands.
0:12:44 > 0:12:47Her elder sister is so curst and shrewd that till the father
0:12:47 > 0:12:51rids his hands of her, Master, your love must lie a maid at home.
0:12:51 > 0:12:54Ah, Tranio, what a cruel father's he!
0:12:58 > 0:12:59But, art thou not advis'd.
0:12:59 > 0:13:03He took some care to get her cunning schoolmasters to instruct her?
0:13:03 > 0:13:05I have it, Tranio!
0:13:05 > 0:13:10- By my hand, Master, both our inventions meet and jump in one. - Shh!
0:13:10 > 0:13:15You will be the schoolmaster, and undertake the teaching of the maid.
0:13:15 > 0:13:21We have not yet been seen in any house, nor can we be distinguish'd by our faces for man or master.
0:13:21 > 0:13:23Then it follows thus.
0:13:23 > 0:13:28Thou shalt be master, Tranio, in my stead, and be in Padua here Vincentio's son.
0:13:28 > 0:13:33I am content to be Lucentio, because so well I love Lucentio.
0:13:33 > 0:13:36Keep house, and port, and servants, as I should.
0:13:36 > 0:13:42And introduce me as a schoolmaster, fit to instruct Baptista's youngest daughter.
0:13:42 > 0:13:44'Tis hatch'd, and shall be so.
0:13:44 > 0:13:46Shh.
0:13:51 > 0:13:53You!
0:13:59 > 0:14:02Signor Gremio! A truce to our enmity.
0:14:02 > 0:14:05For the time, it profits us better to be friends.
0:14:05 > 0:14:07This matter toucheth us both.
0:14:07 > 0:14:10We may yet again have access to our fair mistress and be happy rivals for
0:14:10 > 0:14:14Bianca's love, If we labour to effect one thing especially.
0:14:14 > 0:14:16- What's that, I pray?- Marry, sir.
0:14:16 > 0:14:18Get a husband for her sister.
0:14:18 > 0:14:21- A husband? A devil.- I say a husband.
0:14:21 > 0:14:25I say a devil. Now thinkest thou, Hortensio, though her father
0:14:25 > 0:14:29be very rich, any man is such a fool as to be married to hell?
0:14:29 > 0:14:31No!
0:14:33 > 0:14:38Hush, Gremio, though it pass your patience and mine to endure her loud alarums.
0:14:38 > 0:14:39Why, man,
0:14:39 > 0:14:45there be good fellows in the world, if one could but light on them, would take her with all her faults,
0:14:45 > 0:14:47for the sake of her father's fortune.
0:14:47 > 0:14:49I would not do it for a mine of gold.
0:14:51 > 0:14:54Help Katherina to a hus...band and
0:14:54 > 0:14:56we help Bianca to become a wife.
0:14:56 > 0:14:59- Thine or mine? - He that runs fastest gets the ring.
0:14:59 > 0:15:01- How say you, Signor Gremio? - I am agreed.
0:15:01 > 0:15:04There must be such a man.
0:15:05 > 0:15:11Yes. I would give the best horse in Padua to whoever would thoroughly woo her, wed her, bed her, and rid
0:15:11 > 0:15:14- the house of her. - There must be such a man.
0:15:14 > 0:15:16There must be such a man.
0:15:24 > 0:15:25There must be such a man.
0:15:25 > 0:15:27Out of my path!
0:15:28 > 0:15:29- O, Grumio!- Huh?
0:15:30 > 0:15:37- Here, sirrah Grumio, knock, I say. - Knock, sir? Whom should I knock?
0:15:37 > 0:15:39Is there any man has refused your worship?
0:15:39 > 0:15:42Villain, I say, knock me here soundly.
0:15:42 > 0:15:44Knock you where, sir?
0:15:44 > 0:15:50Knock me at my friend Hortensio's gate, and rap me well, or I'll knock your knave's pate.
0:15:50 > 0:15:53Ah! My master is grown quarrelsome.
0:15:53 > 0:15:56I should knock you first, and then I know after who comes by the worst.
0:15:56 > 0:16:00- Sirrah, will you not knock? Or I'll ring it.- Masters!
0:16:00 > 0:16:02Help, masters! My master is mad.
0:16:02 > 0:16:04Ring when I tell you.
0:16:04 > 0:16:06Masters!
0:16:11 > 0:16:17Hortensio. Ah! Well met, my dearest friend, Hortensio.
0:16:17 > 0:16:19Petruchio!
0:16:21 > 0:16:24What's the matter? Rise, Grumio, rise.
0:16:24 > 0:16:28If this be not a lawful cause for me to leave his service,
0:16:28 > 0:16:31- look you, sir. He bid me knock... - Senseless villain.
0:16:31 > 0:16:37Signor Hortensio, I bade this rascal knock upon my gate, and could not for my heart get him to do it.
0:16:37 > 0:16:42Knock at the gate? Oh heavens! Speak you not the words plain, knock me here?
0:16:42 > 0:16:46Sirrah, be gone or talk not, I advise you!
0:16:46 > 0:16:52What happy gale blows you to Padua here from old Verona? You and your trusty, pleasant servant, Grumio.
0:16:52 > 0:16:59Signor Hortensio, thus it stands with me, Antonio, my father is deceased.
0:17:01 > 0:17:08I have thrust myself into this maze, haply as best I may to thrive and wive.
0:17:11 > 0:17:13- To?- Thrive and wive.
0:17:13 > 0:17:17Wive, saidst thou?
0:17:36 > 0:17:43Her father is Baptista Minola, an affable and courteous gentleman. Her name is Katherina Minola.
0:17:47 > 0:17:54Petruchio, shall I then come roundly to thee and wish thee to a shrewd ill-favoured wife?
0:17:54 > 0:18:00Thou did thank me but a little for my council and yet I promise thee, she shall be rich
0:18:00 > 0:18:03and very rich.
0:18:03 > 0:18:04Ah.
0:18:04 > 0:18:09But then, thou art too much, my friend, and I will not wish thee to her.
0:18:09 > 0:18:12Oh my word, and she knew him as well as I do,
0:18:12 > 0:18:14she would think scolding would do him little good?
0:18:14 > 0:18:17Signor Hortensio,
0:18:17 > 0:18:21'twixt such friends as we, few words suffice.
0:18:21 > 0:18:25Therefore, if you know one rich enough to be Petruchio's wife
0:18:25 > 0:18:30since wealth's the burden of my wooing dance.
0:18:32 > 0:18:38Be she as foul as was Florentius' love, as old as Sibyl and as cursed
0:18:38 > 0:18:42and shrewd as Socrates' Xanthippe.
0:18:42 > 0:18:44She moves me not or not removes, at least, affection's edge in me.
0:18:44 > 0:18:49Were she as rough as are the swelling Adriatic seas.
0:18:49 > 0:18:53I come to wive it wealthily in Padua.
0:18:53 > 0:18:56If wealthy, then happily in Padua.
0:18:59 > 0:19:04Nay, look you sir, he tells you flatly what his mind is.
0:19:04 > 0:19:08Why give him gold enough and marry him to a puppet or an old trot with
0:19:08 > 0:19:13ne'er a tooth in her head, and though she have as many diseases as 250 horses
0:19:13 > 0:19:17nothing comes amiss, so money comes with all.
0:19:21 > 0:19:26Crowns have I in my purse and goods at home
0:19:26 > 0:19:29So am come abroad to see the world
0:19:31 > 0:19:37To find a fortune and to woo... a wife
0:19:40 > 0:19:42# And when I came at last to wife
0:19:42 > 0:19:46# With a heigh ho, the wind
0:19:46 > 0:19:47# And the rain
0:19:47 > 0:19:52# By swaggering could I never thrive
0:19:52 > 0:19:55# For the rain
0:19:55 > 0:20:00# It raineth every day. #
0:20:03 > 0:20:07I will not sleep, Hortensio,
0:20:07 > 0:20:09until I see her.
0:20:11 > 0:20:14# With a heigh ho
0:20:14 > 0:20:17# The wind and the rain
0:20:18 > 0:20:24# For the rain, it raineth every...
0:20:28 > 0:20:29# By swaggering...
0:20:33 > 0:20:38# By swaggering could I never thrive
0:20:40 > 0:20:45# For the rain, it raineth every day
0:21:48 > 0:21:54# When that I was a tiny little boy...
0:21:56 > 0:22:00# With a heigh ho
0:22:00 > 0:22:01# The wind and the rain
0:22:04 > 0:22:08# A foolish thing was but a toy
0:22:10 > 0:22:12# The rain, it raineth. #
0:22:31 > 0:22:32Ha-ha!
0:22:32 > 0:22:33THEY ALL LAUGH
0:22:40 > 0:22:44Now, Petrucchio...
0:22:44 > 0:22:46If I do...
0:22:46 > 0:22:50if I do plot thy match with Katherina, there is a favour
0:22:50 > 0:22:53I would ask of thee, to help me woo her younger sister, Bianca.
0:22:53 > 0:22:56Ask it and so it be, not gold is granted.
0:22:56 > 0:22:59Then shall my friend Petrucchio do me grace and offer me disguised in
0:22:59 > 0:23:02sober robes to Old Baptista as a schoolmaster.
0:23:02 > 0:23:04..As a schoolmaster.
0:23:07 > 0:23:10..Well-versed in music to instruct Bianca that so I may
0:23:10 > 0:23:16by this device at least, have leave and leisure to make love to her and unsuspected woo her by myself.
0:23:16 > 0:23:18Unrecognised by ancient Gremio!
0:23:35 > 0:23:37Tis Gremio, the arrival of my love.
0:23:37 > 0:23:41God save you, Signor Gremio.
0:23:41 > 0:23:43And you are well met,
0:23:43 > 0:23:48Signor Hortensia. Know you where I am going?
0:23:48 > 0:23:50To Baptista.
0:23:50 > 0:23:56I promised to inquire most carefully about a schoolmaster for fair Bianca and by good fortune...
0:23:56 > 0:23:58Cambio!
0:24:00 > 0:24:03I have lighted well of this young man.
0:24:05 > 0:24:07Go on, now.
0:24:07 > 0:24:11- A proper stripling and an amorous. - It is well.
0:24:11 > 0:24:14I have here another gentleman, Signor Petrucchio of Verona
0:24:14 > 0:24:18who will undertake to woo the cursed Katherine.
0:24:18 > 0:24:20Yes, and to marry her if her dowry please.
0:24:20 > 0:24:25Oh, sir, such a life with such a wife were strange.
0:24:25 > 0:24:32But if you have a stomach to it, a God's name, you shall have me assisting you in all.
0:24:32 > 0:24:35But will you woo this wild cat?
0:24:35 > 0:24:37And will I live?
0:24:50 > 0:24:52Signor Petrucchio!
0:25:08 > 0:25:11I'll mar thee till no man dare look on thee.
0:25:11 > 0:25:16- No, no, no.- Take that! And that! - SCREAMING
0:25:21 > 0:25:23Think you a little din can daunt mine ears?
0:25:23 > 0:25:26Have I not in my time heard lions roar?
0:25:26 > 0:25:31Have I not heard the sea puffed up with winds rage like an angry boar chafed with sweat?
0:25:31 > 0:25:35Have I not heard Great Ordnance in the field and heaven's artillery thunder in the skies?
0:25:42 > 0:25:46Have not I in a pitched battle heard loud alarums, neighing steeds and trumpets clang?
0:25:46 > 0:25:48Let me crack thee!
0:25:52 > 0:25:55And do you tell me of a woman's tongue that gives not half so great
0:25:55 > 0:26:00a blow to here as will a chestnut in a farmer's fire?
0:26:01 > 0:26:05Tush, tush, fear boys with bugs!
0:26:19 > 0:26:21SHOUTING COMES FROM INSIDE
0:26:26 > 0:26:29Nay, I will swear so loud.
0:26:30 > 0:26:33Oh no! Sister, no!
0:26:37 > 0:26:40BELL RINGS
0:26:47 > 0:26:54- Oh, good sister, wrong me not, nor wrong yourself to make a bondmaid and a slave of me.- Minion!
0:26:54 > 0:27:00Of all thy suitors here, I charge thee, tell, whom dost thou lovest best?
0:27:17 > 0:27:19Believe me, sister,
0:27:19 > 0:27:25of all the men alive, I never yet beheld that special face which I could fancy more than
0:27:25 > 0:27:27any other.
0:27:28 > 0:27:30Minion, thou liest!
0:27:39 > 0:27:43Katherina! Katherina! Bianca! Daughters! Daughters!
0:27:46 > 0:27:51What, in my sight? Ah, Bianca, get thee in.
0:27:51 > 0:27:54Why dost thou wrong her that did ne'er wrong thee?
0:27:54 > 0:27:57When did she cross thee with a bitter word?
0:27:57 > 0:28:02Nay, now I see, she is your treasure,
0:28:02 > 0:28:07she must have a husband, I must dance barefoot on her wedding day.
0:28:20 > 0:28:24- Daughter Katherina, I pray you! - Talk not to me, I will go and sit
0:28:24 > 0:28:28and wait until I can find occasion for revenge.
0:28:28 > 0:28:29Katherina, Katherina!
0:28:34 > 0:28:37Signor Baptista,
0:28:37 > 0:28:40good morrow, good my neighbour.
0:28:40 > 0:28:47Neighbour, I promised to inquire most carefully about a schoolmaster for fair Bianca.
0:28:47 > 0:28:53Well read in poetry and other books, and by good fortune, I have lighted well.
0:28:53 > 0:28:56Neighbour, I freely give on to you, this young scholar,
0:28:56 > 0:29:02that has long been studying at Rheims and other universities where he has acquired his learning.
0:29:02 > 0:29:05Cunning in Latin...
0:29:05 > 0:29:08SPEAKS LATIN
0:29:14 > 0:29:17And Greek...and other languages.
0:29:17 > 0:29:21His name is Cambio. Pray, accept his service.
0:29:21 > 0:29:24A thousand thanks, Signor Gremio.
0:29:24 > 0:29:29You're welcome. May I be so bold to know the cause of your coming?
0:29:29 > 0:29:37Ja. Pardon me, sir, the boldness is mine own, that being a stranger in this city here, do make myself
0:29:37 > 0:29:41a suitor to your daughter, unto Bianca, fair and virtuous.
0:29:41 > 0:29:45Lucentio is my name.
0:29:45 > 0:29:49His name is Litio, born in Mantua.
0:29:49 > 0:29:53Lucentio is my name, and I, this little packet of Greek and
0:29:53 > 0:29:55Latin books...
0:29:55 > 0:29:59VOICES CLAMOUR
0:29:59 > 0:30:01Enough!
0:30:10 > 0:30:14Pray, have you not a daughter called Katherina, fair and virtuous?
0:30:16 > 0:30:20I have a daughter, sir, called Katherine.
0:30:20 > 0:30:25And, sir, if I get your daughter's love, what dowry shall I have with her as wife?
0:30:25 > 0:30:28Nay, nay, you are too blunt.
0:30:28 > 0:30:30Go to it orderly.
0:30:30 > 0:30:32But whence are you?
0:30:32 > 0:30:36What may I call your name?
0:30:36 > 0:30:42Signor Baptista, my business asketh haste, and every day I cannot come to woo.
0:30:42 > 0:30:47I am a gentleman of Verona, sir, that hearing of her beauty and her wit, her affability and gentle
0:30:47 > 0:30:54modesty, her wondrous qualities and mild behaviour, am bold to show myself a forward guest
0:30:54 > 0:30:59within your house, to make mine eye the witness of that report I have so often heard.
0:30:59 > 0:31:04Petruchio is my name, Antonio's son, a man well known throughout all ltaly.
0:31:06 > 0:31:08Now, sir,
0:31:08 > 0:31:12if I get your daughter's love, what dowry shall I have with her as wife?
0:31:18 > 0:31:21After my death,
0:31:21 > 0:31:23the one half of my lands...
0:31:26 > 0:31:28..and in possession...
0:31:30 > 0:31:33..20,000 crowns.
0:31:33 > 0:31:39Saving your tale, Petruchio, I pray, let us that are poor petitioners speak too.
0:31:39 > 0:31:42And for that dowry
0:31:42 > 0:31:47I'll assure her of her widowhood, be it that she survive me,
0:31:47 > 0:31:50with all my lands and leases whatsoever.
0:31:56 > 0:32:00Signor Antonio's son!
0:32:00 > 0:32:02Litio...
0:32:02 > 0:32:06Take you the lute, you the set of books. You shall go see your pupils.
0:32:06 > 0:32:10Within!
0:32:12 > 0:32:14Sirrah, lead these gentlemen to my daughters.
0:32:14 > 0:32:17Tell her they are her tutors. Bid her use them well.
0:32:19 > 0:32:23No, no, no! Be off! Be off!
0:32:31 > 0:32:34- With...- All my lands and leases whatsoever.
0:32:34 > 0:32:40Let special deeds be therefore drawn between us, that covenants may be kept on either hand.
0:32:40 > 0:32:48Aye, when one special thing is well obtain'd, I mean, her love, for that is all in all.
0:32:53 > 0:32:57Why, that is nothing, for I tell you, Father...
0:33:04 > 0:33:08..I am as peremptory as she proudminded, and where two raging
0:33:08 > 0:33:12fires meet together, they do consume the thing that feeds their fury.
0:33:12 > 0:33:19No little fire grows great with little wind, yet extreme gusts will blow out fire and all.
0:33:19 > 0:33:23So I to her, and so she yields to me, for I am rough and woo not like a babe.
0:33:25 > 0:33:26CLATTER
0:33:26 > 0:33:30Vile instrument! Fat fingered gut plucker!
0:33:30 > 0:33:31Twangling jack!
0:33:35 > 0:33:37But be thou arm'd for...
0:33:37 > 0:33:40some unhappy words.
0:33:44 > 0:33:45Signor Baptista! Master! Master!
0:33:50 > 0:33:52How now, my friend, why dost thou look so pale?
0:33:52 > 0:33:54For fear, I promise you, if I look pale.
0:33:54 > 0:33:57And will my daughter prove a good musician?
0:33:57 > 0:33:59She'll sooner prove a soldier.
0:33:59 > 0:34:02Iron may hold with her, but never lutes.
0:34:04 > 0:34:07Now, by the world, it is a lusty wench.
0:34:07 > 0:34:10O, how I long to have some chat with her.
0:34:15 > 0:34:18Come with me, and be not so discomfited.
0:34:18 > 0:34:22Proceed in practice with my younger daughter.
0:34:33 > 0:34:36SHRIEKING
0:34:52 > 0:34:54Say that she rail, why
0:34:54 > 0:34:59then I'll tell her plain she sings as sweetly as a nightingale.
0:34:59 > 0:35:01SHRIEKING CONTINUES
0:35:01 > 0:35:03Say that she frown,
0:35:03 > 0:35:08I'll say she looks as clear as morning roses newly wash'd with dew.
0:35:10 > 0:35:12Say she be mute and will not speak a word,
0:35:12 > 0:35:19then I'll commend her volubility and say she uttereth piercing eloquence.
0:35:19 > 0:35:22If she do bid me pack,
0:35:22 > 0:35:26I'll give her thanks, as though she bid me stay by her a week.
0:35:28 > 0:35:32If she refuse to wed... Refuse to wed,
0:35:34 > 0:35:38I'll crave the day when I shall ask the banns, and
0:35:38 > 0:35:40when be married.
0:35:40 > 0:35:42SHRIEKING CONTINUES
0:35:57 > 0:35:59SHE SHRIEKS
0:36:02 > 0:36:04Good morrow, Kate.
0:36:17 > 0:36:19That's your name, I hear.
0:36:19 > 0:36:23Well have you heard, but something hard of hearing,
0:36:23 > 0:36:27they call me Katharine that do talk of me.
0:36:28 > 0:36:31You lie, i' faith, for you are called plain Kate,
0:36:31 > 0:36:35and bonny Kate, and sometimes Kate the curst,
0:36:35 > 0:36:39but Kate, the prettiest Kate in Christendom, Kate of Kate Hall,
0:36:39 > 0:36:43my super-dainty Kate, for dainties are all Kates,
0:36:43 > 0:36:45and therefore, Kate, take this of me.
0:36:45 > 0:36:50Kate of my consolation, hearing thy mildness prais'd in every town...
0:36:52 > 0:36:56..thy virtues spoken of and thy beauty sounded,
0:36:56 > 0:36:59yet not so deeply as thou dost deserve...
0:37:00 > 0:37:04..myself am moved to woo thee for my wife.
0:37:05 > 0:37:08Moved?
0:37:08 > 0:37:10In good time!
0:37:10 > 0:37:13Let him that moved you hither remove you hence!
0:37:13 > 0:37:16I knew you at the first, you were a moveable.
0:37:16 > 0:37:18Why, what's a moveable?
0:37:18 > 0:37:20A stool. Like this!
0:37:20 > 0:37:22Then, sit on me!
0:37:22 > 0:37:25Asses are made to bear, and so are you.
0:37:25 > 0:37:28Women are made to bear, and so are you.
0:37:28 > 0:37:31Not such a load as yours, if me you mean.
0:37:31 > 0:37:34Nay, come, good Kate, I will not burden thee!
0:37:34 > 0:37:36For, knowing thee to be but young and light...
0:37:36 > 0:37:38Too light for such a swain as you to catch.
0:37:38 > 0:37:40Father! This man...
0:37:50 > 0:37:52VOICES AND LAUGHTER
0:37:53 > 0:37:57Vincentio, my father hath no less than three great argosies
0:37:57 > 0:38:01besides two merchant ships and 12 light galleys.
0:38:01 > 0:38:0312?
0:38:08 > 0:38:10LUTE PLAYS
0:38:13 > 0:38:15Nay, leave his lecture.
0:38:15 > 0:38:18Fiddler, forbear. You grow too forward, sir.
0:38:18 > 0:38:22Have you so soon forgot the entertainment her sister Katharine welcom'd you withal?
0:38:22 > 0:38:24Wrangling pedant!
0:38:24 > 0:38:28- This is the patroness of heavenly harmony.- Preposterous ass!
0:38:28 > 0:38:31You may go walk and give me leave awhile. Go tune your instrument.
0:38:31 > 0:38:35- My instrument's in tune.- Spit in the hole, man, and tune again.
0:38:35 > 0:38:38Think upon that, sir, and keep your place.
0:38:38 > 0:38:40You'll leave his lecture when I am in tune?
0:38:40 > 0:38:42That will be never.
0:38:43 > 0:38:46SHE READS ALOUD IN LATIN
0:39:01 > 0:39:04SHE LAUGHS
0:39:04 > 0:39:05Woo!
0:39:17 > 0:39:19CREAKING
0:39:20 > 0:39:22Oh! HE CHUCKLES
0:39:22 > 0:39:26- Good morrow, Kate. Good Kate, I am a gentleman...- That I'll try.
0:39:28 > 0:39:29Oh!
0:39:31 > 0:39:34Oh!
0:39:34 > 0:39:37Come, come, you wasp. I' faith, you are too angry.
0:39:37 > 0:39:40If I be waspish, best beware my sting.
0:39:40 > 0:39:43My remedy, then, is to pluck it out.
0:39:43 > 0:39:46Aye, if the fool could find where it lies.
0:39:46 > 0:39:49Who knows not where a wasp doth wear his sting?
0:39:49 > 0:39:51- ln his tail. - In his tongue.- Whose tongue?
0:39:51 > 0:39:55Yours, if you talk of tales, and so farewell.
0:40:08 > 0:40:11What, with my tongue in your tail?
0:40:11 > 0:40:12Oh!
0:40:16 > 0:40:20I swear I'll cuff you if you strike again.
0:40:20 > 0:40:24If you strike me, you are no gentleman.
0:41:02 > 0:41:06- Now, Kate, I am a husband for your choice.- You rogue!- For by this light
0:41:06 > 0:41:12- whereby I see thy beauty, thy beauty that doth make me like thee well... - HE CHUCKLES
0:41:12 > 0:41:13Monstrous villain, go!
0:41:13 > 0:41:17Thou must be married to no man but me.
0:41:40 > 0:41:42SHE SHRIEKS
0:42:07 > 0:42:10Thou must be married to no man but me.
0:42:10 > 0:42:14For I am he born to tame you, Kate, to bring you from a wildcat
0:42:14 > 0:42:18to a Kate, conformable as other household Kates.
0:42:24 > 0:42:27Conformable as other household Kates.
0:42:50 > 0:42:56Thou canst not frown, thou canst not look askance nor bite the lip as angry wenches will.
0:42:58 > 0:43:00Nor hast thou pleasure to be cross in talk.
0:43:00 > 0:43:04But thou with mildness entertain'st thy wooers
0:43:04 > 0:43:07with gentle conference, soft and affable.
0:43:07 > 0:43:11And will you, nill you,
0:43:11 > 0:43:14I will marry you.
0:43:17 > 0:43:20I'd rather die!
0:43:20 > 0:43:23- WOMAN SCREAMS - Katharina!- My 20,000 crowns.
0:43:25 > 0:43:26Katharina!
0:43:30 > 0:43:31Signor Baptista!
0:43:31 > 0:43:34Signor Baptista! Katharina!
0:43:37 > 0:43:39ALL: Oh!
0:43:44 > 0:43:45Katharina!
0:43:45 > 0:43:47Daughter!
0:43:47 > 0:43:50Call you me daughter?
0:43:50 > 0:43:54Now I promise you have show'd a tender fatherly regard
0:43:54 > 0:43:58to wish me wed to one half lunatic, a madcap ruffian
0:43:58 > 0:44:00and a swearing jack,
0:44:00 > 0:44:04who thinks with oaths to face the matter out. Oh!
0:44:07 > 0:44:08Signor Petruchio...
0:44:10 > 0:44:14- How speed you with your wooing? - How but well, sir?
0:44:14 > 0:44:16It were impossible I should speed amiss.
0:44:16 > 0:44:19ALL CHUCKLE
0:44:25 > 0:44:26KATE SHRIEKS
0:44:26 > 0:44:28SCREAMING
0:44:28 > 0:44:30HE LAUGHS
0:44:32 > 0:44:34SCREAMING
0:44:38 > 0:44:42- In sooth, you escape not so. - Oh! I chafe you, if I tarry.
0:44:42 > 0:44:44Let me go.
0:44:45 > 0:44:48'Twas told me you were rough, and coy, and sullen.
0:44:48 > 0:44:51And now I find report a very liar.
0:44:51 > 0:44:55For thou art pleasant, gamesome, passing courteous,
0:44:55 > 0:44:59and slow in speech, but sweet as springtime flowers.
0:45:01 > 0:45:04Where did you study all this goodly speech?
0:45:04 > 0:45:07It is extempore, from my motherwit.
0:45:07 > 0:45:10A witty mother, with a witless son.
0:45:10 > 0:45:12Am I not wise?
0:45:12 > 0:45:14Enough to keep you warm.
0:45:14 > 0:45:17Marry, so I mean to warm me in thy bed.
0:45:17 > 0:45:20Oh!
0:45:20 > 0:45:24And will you, nill you, I will marry you.
0:45:24 > 0:45:26Oh!
0:45:26 > 0:45:28SHE PANTS
0:45:28 > 0:45:31HE LAUGHS
0:45:34 > 0:45:37Why does the world report that Kate doth limp?
0:45:37 > 0:45:39O, slanderous world!
0:45:39 > 0:45:43Kate like the hazel tree is straight and slender,
0:45:43 > 0:45:49and brown in hue as hazelnuts and sweeter than the kernels.
0:45:55 > 0:45:57Oh!
0:45:57 > 0:45:59SHE WHIMPERS
0:46:47 > 0:46:49ALL: Signor Baptista...
0:46:49 > 0:46:52Gentlemen, content you, I will compound this strife.
0:46:52 > 0:46:54'Tis deeds must win the prize,
0:46:54 > 0:47:00and he among you who can assure my daughter greatest wealth shall have Bianca's love.
0:47:00 > 0:47:02ALL CLAMOUR AT ONCE
0:47:04 > 0:47:06Here comes your father.
0:47:06 > 0:47:10Never make denial. I must and will have Katharine for my wife.
0:47:30 > 0:47:34Was ever match clapp'd up so suddenly?
0:47:37 > 0:47:40But now, Baptista, to your younger daughter.
0:47:44 > 0:47:48I must confess your offer is the best.
0:47:48 > 0:47:51Albeit his father sign the covenant.
0:47:51 > 0:47:53Albeit he hath a father so to sign.
0:47:53 > 0:47:57And if your father make her the assurance, she is your own.
0:48:08 > 0:48:11KATE GROANS
0:48:11 > 0:48:13Signor Petruchio.
0:48:13 > 0:48:16Father.
0:48:16 > 0:48:18'Tis thus.
0:48:18 > 0:48:22Yourself and all the world that talk'd of her have talk'd amiss of her.
0:48:22 > 0:48:25She is not proud, but modest as the dove.
0:48:25 > 0:48:28- She is not hot, but temperate as the morn.- Ah!
0:48:28 > 0:48:33And to conclude, we have 'greed so well together that upon Sunday is the wedding day.
0:48:35 > 0:48:39I'll see thee hang'd on Sunday first.
0:48:39 > 0:48:40HE LAUGHS
0:48:42 > 0:48:43KATE SHRIEKS
0:48:51 > 0:48:55'Twas bargain'd 'twixt us, when we were alone,
0:48:55 > 0:48:58that she shall still seem curst in company.
0:48:58 > 0:49:02Of all things living, a man's the worst.
0:49:02 > 0:49:05I tell you 'tis incredible to believe how much she loves me.
0:49:05 > 0:49:09I'll see thee hang'd on Sunday first.
0:49:09 > 0:49:12O, my sweet Katharina.
0:49:12 > 0:49:18O, the kindest Kate! She hung about my neck, and kiss on kiss she vied so fast,
0:49:18 > 0:49:22protesting oath on oath, that in a twink she won me to her love.
0:49:24 > 0:49:26O, you are novices.
0:49:26 > 0:49:29'Tis a world to see, that when she and I are both alone,
0:49:29 > 0:49:34how tame a milksop wretch can make the cursest shrew.
0:49:48 > 0:49:51Of all things living, a man's the worst.
0:49:52 > 0:49:53< Petruchio!
0:49:53 > 0:49:55ALL CHUCKLE HAPPILY
0:50:06 > 0:50:11- Petruchio!- Father and friends, Father and friends, adieu.
0:50:11 > 0:50:14I will to Venice to buy apparel 'gainst the wedding day.
0:50:14 > 0:50:18We will have rings, and things,
0:50:18 > 0:50:20and fine array...
0:50:20 > 0:50:22and...
0:50:22 > 0:50:25Kiss me, Kate, we will be married o' Sunday.
0:50:25 > 0:50:27ALL CHEER
0:51:05 > 0:51:07BELLS CHIME
0:51:17 > 0:51:20# Ring-a-ding, ring-a-ding
0:51:20 > 0:51:23# Hark to the sweet bell ringing
0:51:23 > 0:51:25# Ring-a-ding, ring-a-ding
0:51:25 > 0:51:28# Ding dong bells! #
0:51:31 > 0:51:34ALL: Oooh.
0:51:34 > 0:51:36SQUAWKING
0:51:36 > 0:51:37ALL: Aaah!
0:51:40 > 0:51:43Signor Baptista!
0:51:45 > 0:51:47WHISPERED CONVERSATION
0:51:47 > 0:51:50BELLS CHIME
0:52:01 > 0:52:03Katharina?
0:52:08 > 0:52:10Daughter?
0:52:10 > 0:52:12RATTLES DOOR HANDLE
0:52:12 > 0:52:14Child!
0:52:14 > 0:52:15KNOCKS ON DOOR
0:52:19 > 0:52:21Katharina!
0:52:42 > 0:52:44KNOCKS ON DOOR
0:52:44 > 0:52:47Katharina. Please! CONTINUES TO KNOCK
0:52:49 > 0:52:51Child!
0:52:53 > 0:52:55Daughter!
0:53:12 > 0:53:14Ah!
0:53:43 > 0:53:45Ooh!
0:54:25 > 0:54:26PARROT: Hello!
0:56:04 > 0:56:05Petruchio is coming!
0:56:15 > 0:56:18What will be said?
0:56:18 > 0:56:21What mockery will it be to lack the bridegroom
0:56:21 > 0:56:25when the priest attends to speak the ceremonial rites of marriage!
0:56:25 > 0:56:29What says Lucentio to this SHAME of ours?
0:56:29 > 0:56:31No shame but mine!
0:56:31 > 0:56:34Now must the world point at poor Katharina and say...
0:56:34 > 0:56:39Mad Petruchio's wife, if it would please him come and marry her!
0:56:39 > 0:56:41LAUGHTER
0:56:49 > 0:56:51Petruchio is coming!
0:56:51 > 0:56:54Petruchio is coming! Petruchio is coming!
0:56:59 > 0:57:04In an old hat and an old jerkin, a pair of old breeches thrice turned.
0:57:04 > 0:57:09With an old mothy saddle and stirrups of different families.
0:58:22 > 0:58:24How does my father?
0:58:24 > 0:58:27Good morrow, gentles.
0:58:27 > 0:58:29Gentles, methinks you frown.
0:58:29 > 0:58:33And wherefore gaze this goodly company as if they
0:58:33 > 0:58:37saw some wondrous monument, some comet or unusual prodigy?
0:58:37 > 0:58:40Fie, doff this habit.
0:58:40 > 0:58:43Shame on your estate, an eyesore to our solemn festival!
0:58:43 > 0:58:46What, will you be married to my daughter thus?
0:58:46 > 0:58:49Good sooth, even thus. Therefore have done with words.
0:58:49 > 0:58:52To me she's married, not unto my clothes.
0:58:52 > 0:58:58But what a fool I am to chat with you when I should bid good morrow
0:58:58 > 0:59:02to my bride, and seal the title with a lovely kiss.
1:00:46 > 1:00:49Nay, by God's wounds!
1:01:33 > 1:01:38Petruchio. Petruchio!
1:01:43 > 1:01:51Petruchio, wilt thou take Katharina to be thy lawful wedded wife?
1:01:53 > 1:01:54I...
1:01:54 > 1:01:56HE COUGHS
1:02:16 > 1:02:21Petruchio, wilt thou take Katharina
1:02:21 > 1:02:24to be thy lawful wedded wife?
1:02:24 > 1:02:29Ah... Ah, the ring.
1:02:31 > 1:02:33The ring.
1:02:33 > 1:02:35The ring...
1:02:37 > 1:02:40The ring... Aha!
1:02:53 > 1:02:57Petruchio, wilt thou take Katharina to be thy lawful wedded wife?
1:02:57 > 1:02:59Marry I will!
1:03:08 > 1:03:10Katharina...
1:03:14 > 1:03:21Katharina, wilt thou take Petruchio to be thy lawful wedded husband?
1:03:43 > 1:03:46I will n...
1:03:47 > 1:03:50Ego conjungo vos in matrimonium in nomine Patris et Filii et Spiritu Sancti.
1:04:04 > 1:04:06No!
1:04:06 > 1:04:07Father...
1:05:07 > 1:05:09Fall to, good people.
1:05:09 > 1:05:10Eat and drink your fill.
1:05:10 > 1:05:12Please.
1:05:12 > 1:05:15Gentlemen and friends, I thank you for your pains.
1:05:15 > 1:05:19I know you think to dine with me today, and have prepared great store
1:05:19 > 1:05:22of wedding cheer, but so it is, business doth call me hence.
1:05:22 > 1:05:25And therefore here I mean to take my leave.
1:05:26 > 1:05:29Is't possible you will away tonight?
1:05:29 > 1:05:33I must away today before night comes. Make it no wonder.
1:05:33 > 1:05:36lf you knew my business, you would entreat me rather go than stay.
1:05:36 > 1:05:40And honest company, I thank you all that have beheld me
1:05:40 > 1:05:44give myself away to this most patient, sweet and virtuous wife.
1:05:44 > 1:05:49Dine with my father, drink a health to me, for I must hence, and farewell to you all.
1:05:49 > 1:05:53- Let us entreat you stay till after dinner.- It may not be.
1:05:53 > 1:05:55- Let me entreat you.- It cannot be.
1:05:55 > 1:05:57Let ME entreat you.
1:06:00 > 1:06:01I am content.
1:06:03 > 1:06:05Are you content to stay?
1:06:05 > 1:06:10I am content you should entreat me stay, but yet not stay, entreat me how you can.
1:06:10 > 1:06:14- Grumio, my horses. - Ay, sir, they be ready.
1:06:14 > 1:06:17Nay then, Do what thou canst, I will not go today.
1:06:17 > 1:06:20No, nor tomorrow, till I please myself.
1:06:20 > 1:06:25The door is open, sir, there lies the way, You may be jogging till your boots are green.
1:06:25 > 1:06:28For me, I'll not be gone till I please myself.
1:06:28 > 1:06:32- Daughter, content ye, prithee be not angry.- I will be angry!
1:06:32 > 1:06:34What hast thou to do? Father, be quiet.
1:06:34 > 1:06:36He shall stay my leisure.
1:06:37 > 1:06:41Gentlemen, forward to the bridal dinner.
1:06:41 > 1:06:46I see a woman may be made a fool if she had not the spirit to resist.
1:06:48 > 1:06:51They shall go forward, Kate, at thy command.
1:06:51 > 1:06:53Obey the bride, you that attend on her.
1:06:53 > 1:06:57Go to the feast, revel and domineer, carouse full measure to her maidenhead.
1:06:57 > 1:07:01Be mad and merry, or go hang yourselves.
1:07:01 > 1:07:05But for my bonny Kate, she must with me.
1:07:05 > 1:07:09Nay, look not big, nor stamp, nor stare, nor fret.
1:07:09 > 1:07:11I will be master of what is mine own.
1:07:11 > 1:07:14She is my goods, my chattels.
1:07:14 > 1:07:18She is my house, my household stuff, my field, my barn, my horse,
1:07:18 > 1:07:21my ox, my ass, my anything.
1:07:21 > 1:07:24And here she stands. Touch her whoever dares!
1:07:24 > 1:07:28I'll bring mine action on the proudest he that stops my way in Padua.
1:07:28 > 1:07:32Grumio, draw forth thy weapon, we are beset with thieves.
1:07:32 > 1:07:35Rescue thy mistress if thou be'est a man.
1:07:35 > 1:07:38Fear not, sweet wench, they shall not touch thee, Kate.
1:07:38 > 1:07:40I'll buckler thee against a million.
1:07:42 > 1:07:47- Father! Father!- Petruchio...- Father!
1:07:47 > 1:07:48Oh, go hang yourselves!
1:07:48 > 1:07:53You foul, loathsome swine!
1:07:53 > 1:07:55A pox on thee.
1:08:00 > 1:08:02Come up. Hup! Hup! Hup!
1:08:02 > 1:08:08Had they not gone quickly, I should have died with laughing.
1:08:08 > 1:08:10Of all mad matches, never was the like!
1:08:10 > 1:08:12LAUGHTER
1:08:12 > 1:08:14Mistress, what's your opinion of your sister?
1:08:14 > 1:08:17That being mad herself, she's madly mated.
1:08:17 > 1:08:21I warrant you, Petruchio is Kated!
1:08:21 > 1:08:24LAUGHTER
1:08:26 > 1:08:28Come, Kate. Come, Kate.
1:08:28 > 1:08:31Forward, Kate, forward.
1:08:31 > 1:08:34- You fool!- Follow me, Kate,
1:08:34 > 1:08:35if thou be not too feeble.
1:08:46 > 1:08:48Come, Kate!
1:09:05 > 1:09:09Wed to one half lunatic, a madcap ruffian...
1:09:10 > 1:09:12Hey, master!
1:09:15 > 1:09:18THEY LAUGH
1:10:06 > 1:10:10- Hup, there.- A pox on thee!
1:10:34 > 1:10:36Master!
1:10:36 > 1:10:37Where be these knaves?
1:10:39 > 1:10:43What, no man at the door to hold my stirrup nor to take my horse?
1:10:53 > 1:10:55Gregory? Philip?
1:10:55 > 1:10:59Nathaniel? Curtis?
1:11:09 > 1:11:10More. More.
1:11:21 > 1:11:24# De-da-da-da-da-de-da-do
1:11:24 > 1:11:27# Da-de, da-da-da-da, da-de
1:11:27 > 1:11:34# Where is the life, where is the life that late I led?
1:11:35 > 1:11:37- # Diddle, diddle dum - Diddle, diddle dum
1:11:37 > 1:11:39# Daddle, diddle, um-pum-pum-pum-pum
1:11:39 > 1:11:41# Diddle, diddle, um... #
1:11:57 > 1:11:59# Where is the life that late I led?
1:11:59 > 1:12:02# It's gone, it's gone... #
1:12:02 > 1:12:04It's gone, it's gone, it's gone.
1:12:12 > 1:12:14It's gone.
1:12:28 > 1:12:32Sit down, Kate, and welcome.
1:12:42 > 1:12:46You loggerheaded and unpolish'd grooms! What, no attendance?
1:12:46 > 1:12:47No regard? No duty?
1:12:47 > 1:12:49You peasant swain!
1:12:49 > 1:12:51You whoreson malthorse drudge!
1:12:51 > 1:12:56Did not I bid thee ride ahead posthaste, and have all things made proper for thy mistress?
1:12:56 > 1:12:58Nathaniel's coat, sir, was not ready made.
1:12:58 > 1:13:03And Gregory's pumps were all unpink'd in the heel.
1:13:03 > 1:13:06And Philip's dagger was not fully sheath'd.
1:13:08 > 1:13:12Yet, as they are, here are they come to serve you.
1:13:12 > 1:13:15Go, rascals, go, and fetch my supper in.
1:13:15 > 1:13:18Go, rascals, go.
1:13:18 > 1:13:20Go!
1:13:21 > 1:13:22Argh!
1:13:40 > 1:13:41Food!
1:13:42 > 1:13:44Food!
1:13:47 > 1:13:49- Give me a chicken!- Food!
1:13:54 > 1:13:55Food!
1:13:55 > 1:13:58Food, food, food!
1:14:05 > 1:14:07Food!
1:14:17 > 1:14:20Where be these knaves?!
1:14:22 > 1:14:24All things is ready.
1:15:03 > 1:15:07Nay, good, sweet Kate, be merry.
1:15:26 > 1:15:28Be merry, Kate.
1:15:31 > 1:15:34Some water here. What ho! Water!
1:15:34 > 1:15:37Water!
1:15:37 > 1:15:40Shall I have some water?
1:15:40 > 1:15:43- Water.- Water.- Water.
1:15:48 > 1:15:51Patience, I pray you, 'twas a fault unwilling.
1:15:51 > 1:15:55A whoreson, beetleheaded, flapear'd knave!
1:16:03 > 1:16:06Come, Kate, sit down, I know you have a stomach.
1:16:08 > 1:16:11Shall you give thanks, good Kate, or else shall I?
1:16:21 > 1:16:24HE MOUTHS
1:16:27 > 1:16:29- Amen.- Amen.
1:16:29 > 1:16:30Amen.
1:16:30 > 1:16:34HE MOUTHS
1:16:38 > 1:16:41HE MOUTHS
1:16:43 > 1:16:45- Amen.- Amen. - Ah.
1:16:50 > 1:16:52HE MOUTHS
1:16:54 > 1:16:56- Amen.- Amen.- AMEN!
1:17:00 > 1:17:02What's this?
1:17:02 > 1:17:05- Chicken?- Ay.- Who brought it?
1:17:05 > 1:17:07I.
1:17:09 > 1:17:11I?
1:17:11 > 1:17:13I?
1:17:13 > 1:17:15'Tis burnt!
1:17:15 > 1:17:19- So is all the meat!- Oh, no! - What dogs are these! Where is the rascal cook?
1:17:19 > 1:17:24How durst thou, villains, bring it from the dresser and serve it thus to me who loves it not?
1:17:24 > 1:17:26Here, take it to you, trenchers, cups, and all.
1:17:29 > 1:17:33I pray you, husband, be not so disquiet!
1:17:33 > 1:17:36The meat was well,
1:17:36 > 1:17:42if you had... been so... contented.
1:17:42 > 1:17:48I tell thee, Kate, 'twas burnt and dried away, And I expressly am forbid to touch it, for it engenders
1:17:48 > 1:17:56anger, planteth choler; and better 'twere that both of us did fast than feed it with such overroasted...
1:17:56 > 1:18:02flesh. Be patient, tomorrow it shall be mended, and for this night we'll fast for company.
1:18:04 > 1:18:07Come, I will bring thee to thy bridal chamber.
1:18:07 > 1:18:09Grumio!
1:18:12 > 1:18:15# Where is the life that late he led?
1:18:15 > 1:18:19# It's gone, it's gone
1:18:19 > 1:18:22# It's gone, it's gone, it's gone away! #
1:21:00 > 1:21:03Fools! In what fashion have you made her bed?
1:21:03 > 1:21:08With here a pillow flung and there a bolster, this way the coverlet and that the sheets.
1:21:08 > 1:21:10SHE SCREAMS
1:21:10 > 1:21:16How, in this hurly-burly, may a groom tenderly woo and win his loving bride?
1:21:16 > 1:21:19Gregory! Curtis! Philip! Nathaniel! Grumio!
1:21:19 > 1:21:24I spit on you, that you should treat her thus.
1:21:32 > 1:21:35This is the way to kill a wife with kindness.
1:21:39 > 1:21:42SHE SOBS
1:22:23 > 1:22:24Oh...
1:22:26 > 1:22:28LAUGHTER OUTSIDE
1:22:47 > 1:22:50BANGING AND VOICES OUTSIDE
1:22:58 > 1:23:01< Lower. Lower!
1:23:10 > 1:23:12< Lower!
1:23:29 > 1:23:31Good morrow, Kate.
1:23:43 > 1:23:46What, sweeting, all forlorn?
1:23:50 > 1:23:52How fares my Kate?
1:23:54 > 1:23:57- Ill.- ..Ah.
1:24:13 > 1:24:15'Tis passing fair.
1:24:17 > 1:24:18Nay, nay!
1:24:28 > 1:24:31Master. Master!
1:24:31 > 1:24:34Oh, Master, I have watch'd so long that I'm dogweary,
1:24:34 > 1:24:38but at last I spied a man most suitable to play your father.
1:24:38 > 1:24:41An ancient angel coming down the hill.
1:24:42 > 1:24:44Whom Tranio doth follow and approach.
1:24:48 > 1:24:51- God save you, sir. - And you, sir. You are welcome.
1:24:51 > 1:24:53What countryman, I pray?
1:24:53 > 1:24:55Of Mantua, sir.
1:24:55 > 1:24:58Mantua?
1:24:58 > 1:24:59From Mantua?
1:24:59 > 1:25:03Marry, God forbid! And come to Padua, careless of your life?
1:25:03 > 1:25:05My life, sir? How, I pray?
1:25:05 > 1:25:10- For that goes hard.- 'Tis death for any one in Mantua to come to Padua.
1:25:10 > 1:25:14Nay, know you not the cause?
1:25:14 > 1:25:18Your ships are stay'd at Venice, and the Duke, for private quarrel
1:25:18 > 1:25:22'twixt your Duke and him, hath publish'd and proclaim'd it openly.
1:25:22 > 1:25:26Alas, sir, what would you advise me do?
1:25:26 > 1:25:28This will I do, and this I will advise you do.
1:25:28 > 1:25:36To save your life in this extremity, this favour will I do you for your sake, and think it not the worst of
1:25:36 > 1:25:40all your fortunes that you are like to Lord Vincentio.
1:25:40 > 1:25:44Your plainness and your shortness please me well.
1:25:44 > 1:25:49Right true it is your son, Lucentio here, doth love my daughter,
1:25:49 > 1:25:55and she loveth him. Now therefore if you give me this assurance, that like a father
1:25:55 > 1:26:01you will deal with him, and pass my daughter a sufficient dowry, and covenants be signed...
1:26:05 > 1:26:08..at thy son's lodging,
1:26:08 > 1:26:14for walls have ears and I have many servants, why, then, he has consent to wed Bianca.
1:26:14 > 1:26:15Signor Baptista.
1:26:15 > 1:26:19The match is made, the ceremony appointed for Sunday next -
1:26:19 > 1:26:23and I will give a feast which, with the citizens of Padua here,
1:26:23 > 1:26:25Petruchio and Katharine shall attend.
1:26:45 > 1:26:48HE HUMS
1:27:33 > 1:27:37Mistress, what cheer?
1:27:37 > 1:27:40Faith, as cold as can be.
1:27:51 > 1:27:53LAUGHTER >
1:27:55 > 1:27:58Pluck up your spirits, look cheerfully upon me.
1:27:58 > 1:28:00Your father bids us to Bianca's wedding.
1:28:00 > 1:28:03And thither must we journey,
1:28:03 > 1:28:05bravely clad.
1:28:10 > 1:28:17Tailor and haberdasher wait thy leisure to deck thy body with their ruffling treasure.
1:28:29 > 1:28:32Come, tailor, let us see these ornaments.
1:28:34 > 1:28:38What's the news with you...sir?
1:28:38 > 1:28:41- Here is...- Here is the cap your worship did bespeak.
1:28:41 > 1:28:43Why, this was moulded on a porringer!
1:28:43 > 1:28:46Oh, I like the cap.
1:28:46 > 1:28:48A velvet dish, fie, fie! 'Tis lewd.
1:28:48 > 1:28:50- Lewd?- Lewd?
1:28:50 > 1:28:52And filthy.
1:28:52 > 1:28:56Why, 'tis a cockle or a walnutshell, a knack, a toy, a trick, a baby's cap. Away with it.
1:28:56 > 1:28:59Come, let me see a bigger.
1:28:59 > 1:29:01I'll have no bigger.
1:29:01 > 1:29:06This doth fit the time, and gentlewomen wear such caps as these.
1:29:10 > 1:29:15When you are gentler, you shall have one too, and not before.
1:29:15 > 1:29:17Why, sir,
1:29:17 > 1:29:22I trust I may have leave to speak, and speak I will.
1:29:22 > 1:29:24I am no child, no babe.
1:29:24 > 1:29:32Your betters have endured me speak my mind, and if you cannot, best you stop your ears.
1:29:32 > 1:29:37My tongue will tell the anger of my heart, or else my heart concealing it will break.
1:29:37 > 1:29:38I love thee well in that thou lik'st it not.
1:29:38 > 1:29:45Love me or love me not, I like the cap, and it I will have, or I will have none.
1:29:55 > 1:29:59The gown. Come, tailor, let us see it.
1:30:12 > 1:30:16- O mercy, God! What mummer's stuff is here? What's this?- Your Worship.
1:30:16 > 1:30:18A sleeve? 'Tis like a demi-cannon.
1:30:18 > 1:30:20What, up and down, carved like an apple tart?
1:30:20 > 1:30:23Why, what the devil's name, tailor, call'st thou this?
1:30:23 > 1:30:26You bid me make it orderly and well, according to the fashion and the time.
1:30:26 > 1:30:33O monstrous arrogance! Thou liest, thou thread, thou thimble, thou yard, three-quarters, thou liest!
1:30:33 > 1:30:38Thou half-yard, quarter-inch, thou flea, thou nit, thou wintercricket, thou!
1:30:38 > 1:30:43Away, thou rag, thou quantity, thou remnant, or I shall so bemete thee with thy yard as thou shalt think
1:30:43 > 1:30:46on prating whilst thou liv'st.
1:31:06 > 1:31:13Well, come, my Kate, we must unto your father's even in these honest mean habiliments.
1:31:13 > 1:31:17Our purses shall be proud, our garments poor, for 'tis the mind
1:31:17 > 1:31:21that makes the body rich, and as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds,
1:31:21 > 1:31:24so honour peereth in the meanest habit.
1:31:24 > 1:31:29What, is the jay more precious than the lark because his feathers are more beautiful?
1:31:29 > 1:31:34Or is the adder better than the eel because his painted skin contents the eye?
1:31:34 > 1:31:36Oh no, good Kate.
1:31:36 > 1:31:40Neither art thou the worse for this poor furniture and mean array.
1:31:40 > 1:31:43If thou account'st it shame, blame it on me.
1:31:44 > 1:31:45Grumio!
1:31:47 > 1:31:49Say thou wilt see the tailor paid.
1:32:00 > 1:32:04And therefore, frolic.
1:33:35 > 1:33:36And now,
1:33:38 > 1:33:41my honey love, we will return unto your father's house,
1:33:41 > 1:33:44and revel it as bravely as the best,
1:33:44 > 1:33:50with silken coats and caps, and golden rings, and ruffs and cuffs
1:33:50 > 1:33:55and farthingales and things, with amber bracelets, beads, and scarfs
1:33:55 > 1:33:58- and fans.- When shall we leave? - Why, now.
1:34:01 > 1:34:04- What is't o'clock?- 'Tis day.
1:34:04 > 1:34:08- 'Tis night.- 'Tis seven.
1:34:08 > 1:34:10'Tis two at most.
1:34:10 > 1:34:13It shall be seven or I will not ride.
1:34:13 > 1:34:18Look, what I speak, or do, or think to do, you are still crossing of it.
1:34:20 > 1:34:27Nay, let it alone, I will not go today, or 'ere I do, It shall be what o'clock I say it is.
1:34:27 > 1:34:30'Tis seven.
1:35:12 > 1:35:15Come on, a God's name, once more unto your father's.
1:35:17 > 1:35:20Good Lord, how bright and goodly shines the moon!
1:35:23 > 1:35:24I say it is the moon.
1:35:28 > 1:35:30I know it is the moon.
1:35:31 > 1:35:34Why, then you lie. It is the blessed sun.
1:35:34 > 1:35:37Then, God be blessed, it IS the blessed sun.
1:35:38 > 1:35:41But sun it is not, when you say it is not,
1:35:41 > 1:35:43and the moon changes even as your mind.
1:35:43 > 1:35:48What you will have it named, even that it is,
1:35:48 > 1:35:50and so it shall be so for Katharine.
1:35:53 > 1:35:55Forward, forward.
1:36:00 > 1:36:04But soft, what company is coming here?
1:36:05 > 1:36:09Good morrow, gentle mistress, where away?
1:36:11 > 1:36:16Tell me, sweet Kate, and tell me truly too, hast thou beheld a fresher gentlewoman?
1:36:16 > 1:36:20Such war of white and red within her cheeks!
1:36:20 > 1:36:25What stars do spangle heaven with such beauty as those two eyes become that...
1:36:25 > 1:36:27heavenly face?
1:36:30 > 1:36:35Fair, lovely maid, once more good day to thee.
1:36:39 > 1:36:44Sweet Kate, embrace her for her beauty's sake.
1:36:52 > 1:36:57Young budding virgin, fair, and fresh and sweet,
1:36:57 > 1:37:01whither away, or where is thy abode?
1:37:01 > 1:37:05O, happy the parents of so fair a child,
1:37:05 > 1:37:10happier the man whom favourable stars will allot for his lovely bedfellow.
1:37:14 > 1:37:17Why, how now, Kate, I hope thou art not mad. This is a man.
1:37:17 > 1:37:21Old, wrinkled, faded, withered, and not a maiden, as thou say'st he is.
1:37:21 > 1:37:27O pardon, old father, for my mistaking eyes that have been so bedazzled by the...
1:37:27 > 1:37:29- sun?- Mm-hmm.
1:37:29 > 1:37:32That everything I see is green and young.
1:37:32 > 1:37:35Now I perceive thou art a reverend father.
1:37:35 > 1:37:38Pardon, I pray thee, for my mad mistaking.
1:37:40 > 1:37:44Pardon her, grandsire, and withal make known which way thou travellest.
1:37:44 > 1:37:47If along with us, we shall be joyful of thy company.
1:37:47 > 1:37:50Fair sir, and you, my merry mistress,
1:37:50 > 1:37:56that with your strange encounter much amazed me, my name is called Vincentio.
1:37:56 > 1:37:58My dwelling, Pisa.
1:38:00 > 1:38:05Pisa, renowned for grave citizens, and bound I am to Padua,
1:38:05 > 1:38:08there to visit a son of mine, who long I have not seen.
1:38:08 > 1:38:10He studies at the university.
1:38:10 > 1:38:12His name is called Lucentio.
1:38:14 > 1:38:16(Master.)
1:38:16 > 1:38:18- Biondello?- Shh.
1:38:18 > 1:38:24Softly and swiftly, sir, for even now the priest is marrying Hortensio to the lusty widow of his choice.
1:38:24 > 1:38:29And, once the church is emptied, hath agreed to marry you in secret to your mistress.
1:38:39 > 1:38:41We fly, Biondello.
1:38:45 > 1:38:48CHURCH BELLS RING
1:38:52 > 1:38:54Ah.
1:38:54 > 1:38:58Tell me, kind sir, is this the house of one Lucentio?
1:38:58 > 1:39:02Aye, but they're busy within arguing over dowries.
1:39:02 > 1:39:04You'd best knock louder.
1:39:09 > 1:39:13Who's he that knocks as he would beat down the door?
1:39:16 > 1:39:18Is Signor Lucentio within, sir?
1:39:18 > 1:39:22He's within, sir, but not to be spoken to withal.
1:39:22 > 1:39:27I pray you tell Signor Lucentio that his father is here at the door to speak with him.
1:39:31 > 1:39:33Thou liest.
1:39:33 > 1:39:37His father is here looking out at the window.
1:39:37 > 1:39:43- Thou his father?- Aye, sir, so his mother says, if I may believe her.
1:39:43 > 1:39:46Why, how now, old gentleman!
1:39:46 > 1:39:50This is flat knavery, to take upon yourself another man's name.
1:39:50 > 1:39:52Lay hands on the villain.
1:39:52 > 1:39:56I believe he means to cheat somebody in this city under my countenance.
1:39:56 > 1:40:00Ho, Biondello. Biondello! Help!
1:40:01 > 1:40:05Ah, come hither, crackhemp.
1:40:05 > 1:40:08My master's father, Lord Vincentio.
1:40:08 > 1:40:10Come hither, you rogue.
1:40:11 > 1:40:14What, have you forgot me?
1:40:14 > 1:40:16Forgot you, sir? No, sir. No, sir.
1:40:16 > 1:40:18I could not forget you, sir, for...
1:40:18 > 1:40:20I never saw you before in all my life.
1:40:20 > 1:40:24What? You notorious villain, didst thou never see thy master's father?
1:40:24 > 1:40:26Help! Son!
1:40:26 > 1:40:29Sir, what are you that offer to beat my servant?
1:40:29 > 1:40:31What am I, sir? Nay, what are you, sir?
1:40:34 > 1:40:38O immortal gods! O fine villain!
1:40:38 > 1:40:44What, a silken doublet, a velvet hose, a scarlet cloak, and a sugarloaf hat!
1:40:44 > 1:40:48Oh, oh, I am undone.
1:40:48 > 1:40:50Oh, oh, I am undone.
1:40:50 > 1:40:55I am undone! My son and my servant spend all at the university.
1:40:55 > 1:40:58What, is the man lunatic?
1:40:58 > 1:41:04Why, sir, what concerns it you if I wear pearl and, and, and gold?
1:41:04 > 1:41:07I thank my good father, I am able to maintain it.
1:41:07 > 1:41:09Thy father?
1:41:09 > 1:41:13His father's a sailmaker in Bergamo.
1:41:13 > 1:41:15You mistake, sir, you mistake, sir.
1:41:15 > 1:41:17Pray, what do you think is his name?
1:41:17 > 1:41:20His name? As if I knew not his name!
1:41:20 > 1:41:25I've brought him up ever since he was three years old, and his name is Tranio.
1:41:25 > 1:41:27Lucent... Tranio?
1:41:31 > 1:41:32Ha ha ha(!)
1:41:32 > 1:41:35Away, away, mad ass!
1:41:35 > 1:41:40His name is Lucentio, and he is mine only son,
1:41:40 > 1:41:44and heir to the lands of me.
1:41:44 > 1:41:45Oh, Lucent...
1:41:45 > 1:41:48Villain.
1:41:48 > 1:41:52O villain! Villain! Villain!
1:41:52 > 1:41:54My servant hath murdered my son!
1:41:54 > 1:41:57Lay hold on him, I charge you, in the Duke's name.
1:41:57 > 1:42:03O, my son, my son! Tell me, thou villain, where is my son Lucentio?
1:42:03 > 1:42:05Call forth an officer!
1:42:13 > 1:42:17Deny him, forswear him, sir, or else we are all undone.
1:42:19 > 1:42:22How dare you lay hands on me! You will see, I shall protest the Duke.
1:42:22 > 1:42:26He will punish home this cave of cozenage.
1:42:28 > 1:42:30Pardon, sweet father.
1:42:34 > 1:42:36Lives my sweet son.
1:42:42 > 1:42:44Pardon, sweet father.
1:42:50 > 1:42:52THEY SING
1:43:09 > 1:43:11APPLAUSE
1:43:25 > 1:43:28Husband, let's into my father's house.
1:43:28 > 1:43:32First kiss me, Kate, and we will.
1:43:32 > 1:43:34What, in the midst of the street?
1:43:34 > 1:43:39- What, art ashamed of me? - No, sir, God forbid.
1:43:39 > 1:43:42But...ashamed to kiss.
1:43:42 > 1:43:45Why, then, let's home again.
1:43:45 > 1:43:47Nay, I will give thee a kiss.
1:43:47 > 1:43:50Now pray thee, love, stay.
1:44:49 > 1:44:51Grumio, my wine.
1:46:45 > 1:46:49Nothing but sit and sit, and eat and eat!
1:46:49 > 1:46:53Padua affords this kindness, son Petruchio.
1:46:53 > 1:46:56Padua affords nothing but what is kind.
1:46:56 > 1:46:59For both our sakes I would that word were true.
1:46:59 > 1:47:02I' faith, Hortensio feels the fear of his widow.
1:47:02 > 1:47:05I am not afeard.
1:47:05 > 1:47:08I mean Hortensio is afeard of you.
1:47:08 > 1:47:14Your husband, being troubled with a shrew, measures my husband's trouble by his own.
1:47:14 > 1:47:18And now you know my meaning.
1:47:18 > 1:47:20A very mean meaning.
1:47:20 > 1:47:22Right, I mean you.
1:47:22 > 1:47:25- To her, Kate!- To her, widow!
1:47:25 > 1:47:29- A hundred crowns, my Kate will lay her flat.- That's my office.
1:47:39 > 1:47:42By your leave, my lords,
1:47:42 > 1:47:45the ladies would withdraw.
1:47:45 > 1:47:46Bianca.
1:48:09 > 1:48:14Marry, Petruchio, I begin to wonder If thou hast wed the veriest shrew of all.
1:48:14 > 1:48:19I say no. And therefore for assurance let's each one send unto his wife.
1:48:19 > 1:48:23And he whose wife is most obedient, to come the moment he doth send
1:48:23 > 1:48:26for her, shall win the wager which we will propose.
1:48:26 > 1:48:28Content.
1:48:28 > 1:48:31- What was the wager? - Two hundred crowns.
1:48:31 > 1:48:32Two hundred crowns?
1:48:32 > 1:48:37I'll venture so much on my hawk and hound, but twenty times so much upon my wife.
1:48:39 > 1:48:41So be it, then.
1:48:41 > 1:48:42Four thousand crowns.
1:48:42 > 1:48:44GASPS
1:48:47 > 1:48:49Content?
1:48:52 > 1:48:53Content.
1:49:01 > 1:49:02Who shall begin?
1:49:02 > 1:49:04That will I. Biondello?
1:49:05 > 1:49:08Go, Biondello, bid your mistress come to me.
1:49:12 > 1:49:17- I will share half your stake Bianca comes.- I'll have no halves.
1:49:17 > 1:49:19I'll bear it all myself!
1:49:27 > 1:49:30How now, what news?
1:49:30 > 1:49:34Sir, my mistress sends you word that she is busy and she cannot come.
1:49:34 > 1:49:37LAUGHTER
1:49:40 > 1:49:44How? She is busy, and she cannot come? Is that an answer?
1:49:44 > 1:49:47Ay, and a kind one too.
1:49:47 > 1:49:50Pray God, sir, your wife send you not a worse.
1:49:50 > 1:49:55- I hope for better.- Sirrah.
1:49:55 > 1:49:58Sirrah.
1:49:58 > 1:50:03Biondello, go and entreat my wife to come to me...
1:50:03 > 1:50:07- forthwith.- O ho, entreat her! Nay, then she needs must come.
1:50:07 > 1:50:10I am afraid, sir, do what you can, yours will not be entreated.
1:50:16 > 1:50:17SCREAMS >
1:50:17 > 1:50:21LAUGHTER
1:50:26 > 1:50:30- Where is my wife?- She will not come.
1:50:30 > 1:50:32She bids you come to her.
1:50:38 > 1:50:44Worse and worse, she will not come! O vile, intolerable, not to be endur'd!
1:50:46 > 1:50:52Grumio, go to thy mistress, say I command her to come to me.
1:51:17 > 1:51:19- I know her answer.- What?
1:51:19 > 1:51:21She will not come.
1:51:46 > 1:51:48See where she comes.
1:51:48 > 1:51:51- O, come, come, you're mocking. - Nay, nay,
1:51:51 > 1:51:53I will not.
1:51:53 > 1:51:55Fie, fie!
1:51:55 > 1:52:00Unknit that threatening unkind brow, and dart not scornful glances
1:52:00 > 1:52:04from those eyes, to wound thy lord, thy king, thy governor.
1:52:04 > 1:52:09It blots thy beauty as frosts do bite the meads.
1:52:09 > 1:52:13Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, thy head,
1:52:13 > 1:52:17thy sovereign, one that cares for thee,
1:52:17 > 1:52:21and for thy maintenance commits his body to painful labour
1:52:21 > 1:52:27both by sea and land, to watch the night in storms, the day in cold,
1:52:27 > 1:52:31while thou liest warm at home, secure and safe.
1:52:31 > 1:52:36He craves no other tribute at thy hands but love,
1:52:36 > 1:52:38fair looks...
1:52:40 > 1:52:42..and true obedience.
1:52:44 > 1:52:46Too little payment...
1:52:46 > 1:52:48for so great a debt.
1:52:51 > 1:52:56Such duty the subject owes the prince,
1:52:56 > 1:53:00even such a woman oweth to her husband.
1:53:09 > 1:53:16And when she is froward, peevish, sullen, sour, and not obedient
1:53:16 > 1:53:21to his honest will, what is she but a foul contending rebel,
1:53:21 > 1:53:24and graceless traitor to her loving lord?
1:53:24 > 1:53:29I am asham'd that women are so simple to offer war
1:53:29 > 1:53:34when they should kneel for peace, or seek for rule, supremacy,
1:53:34 > 1:53:39and sway, when they are bound to serve, love, and obey.
1:53:40 > 1:53:44Why...are our bodies soft,
1:53:44 > 1:53:47and weak, and smooth,
1:53:47 > 1:53:51unapt to toil and trouble in the world, but that our soft conditions
1:53:51 > 1:53:56and our hearts should well agree with our external parts?
1:53:58 > 1:54:02Come, you froward and unable worms.
1:54:02 > 1:54:07Come. My mind hath been as big as one of yours, my heart as great,
1:54:07 > 1:54:11my reason haply more, to bandy word for word and frown for frown.
1:54:11 > 1:54:15But now I see our lances are but straws.
1:54:15 > 1:54:19Come, place your hands below your husband's foot.
1:54:19 > 1:54:22In token of which duty, if he please...
1:54:24 > 1:54:27..my hand is ready..
1:54:29 > 1:54:32..may it do him ease.
1:54:38 > 1:54:39Why, there's a wench!
1:54:46 > 1:54:48Come on, and kiss me, Kate.
1:55:05 > 1:55:12I won the battle, you have yet to fight, and being a winner, God give you...
1:55:12 > 1:55:14goodnight!
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