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Or can it? The defense call Master William Shakespeare
Gallery, Clerk, Master of Justice
(singing)
Shakespeare!
Hi… hi… how are you, good to see you…
(taking center stage)
If it please the court…
Master of the Justice
(clapping his hands)
Oh, the court is very pleased. Continue.
Words with thoughts never to heaven go…
(to cleark)
I love how he puts words in the wrong order.
And the quality of mercy is not strained. It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven.
It’s good because he entertains, but he makes you think as well…
But!—if a merciful ending is not written here today, then on my stage shall I replay these events—with these characters and thee at thy bench—then, shall I see fair justice done.
Are you saying you might write a play about this? With me as a character? Well, I wouldn't want to look the fool.
And you shan’t, Lord Falstaff—not if you spare their lives and see these mischief makers banish-ed. Send them off of this royal throne of kings, this sceptered isle, this blessed plot, this earth, this realm—this England.
Brother Jeremiah
(mocking her)
I’m a woman…
You’re welcome
Nigel
For what? All those lines were from my pages. You’re just getting us out of the way so you can steal my work.
Getting beheaded would have been out of the way as well. No, the world is better with you in it—just not my world.
(to Nick)
Besides, this amazing woman—and impressive actor—persuaded me I could make a stand for free speech today.
Let it go, Nick. All’s well that ends well.
Good line, that
Nick,
Stop giving him your best stuff!
(stepping forward)
Good-night, sweet prince. And flights of angels…
(searching for it)
…do something!
(shrugs)
Exit Shakespeare!
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