Tom Snout
Where be the king!?
Shakespeare (scar)
Gentle fellows! What news?
The Nazis have arrived
Shakespeare (Scar)
The Nazis?
(A beat where they look concerned, then…)
All
Huzzah!
Shakespeare
The Nazis are such good men one and all! With their succor, we shall make war against the Puerto Ricans.
Tonight!
(praying to the heavens)
Oh luck, be a lady tonight.
Nick
He wears the crown that should don my head. GOD I HOPE I GET IT!
Fair guests—willkommen, bienvenue, welcome. The wedding breakfast is served!
My father newly dead and the funeral boiled eggs now coldly furnish forth the marriage table. Methinks another chef might have whisked our disparate eggs together—as one.
Shakespeare (Toby)
Pray, nephew—what dost thou mean?
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