A pair of star crossed lovers take their life...
A storm. All are lost.
A very worthy sum on a very worthy question.
Above Lord Wessex?
Absent friends.
All save one:
Am I to suffer this constant stream of interruption?
And a wise and virtuous
And for my life to come, I would not have it otherwise.
And the Master of the Revels favors us.
And you, my lord, are gaining 5,000 pounds...
Are you to be my muse, Rosaline?
Arms, take your last embrace.
As I love you and you love me,
As if the proud tower of my genius has collapsed.
As one dead in the bottom of a tomb.
As round and rare as golden apples.
Burbage will have a new play by Christopher Marlowe for the Curtain
But my father, James Burbage,
By a name I know not how to tell thee who I am.
Come, unsavory guide.
Doth with their death bury their parents' strife.
Drowned.
Eyes, look your last.
Family, duty, fate.
For in a minute there are many days.
For she will be my heroine for all time.
Forgive me
From forth the fatal loins of these two foes..
Good morning, my Lord
Good?
Grant thou, lest faith turn to despair
Had I it written I would tear the word.
Had the first license to make a company of players from Her Majesty,
He dies?
Hyah! Yah!
I am aware of it.
I am more than enough!
I am Tamburlaine.
I do remember well where I should be, and there I am
I have a sonnet to write.
I have not seen her close.
I heard you were a poet.
I insist. A beaker for Mr.Marlowe.
I know your face. Are you an actor?
I love theater.
I mean, Your Majesty, they they do not, they have... not,
I must hear from thee every day in the hour,
I rejoiced in his death because I thought it was yours! That is all I know of Marlowe!
I thought you were dead.
I was a pirate king, now I'm a nurse. That's funny
I will do my duty, my lord.
I would thou wert so happy by thy stay to hear true shrift. Come, madam.
I, uh, I saw his Tamburlaine, you know.
I'm Ethel, sir, the pirate's daughter.
I've seen just such a cap on an apothecary
If he be married, my grave is like to be my wedding bed.
Is it?
It does no harm. Authors like it.
It would be better that you return tomorrow, my lord.
It's a mystery.
Just so.
Lambert, kill him.
Locked?
Look how pale the window
Love as there has never been in a play.
Marlowe is dead. [ Panting ]
Master Shakespeare.
Methinks I see thee, now thou art so low,
Mr.Tilney has reopened the playhouses.
My "wick"?
My lady, when your parents return, I will tell.
My lady. The tide waits for no man, but I swear it would wait for you.
My weekly confession.
No, the speech is excellent.
Not him, her!
Nurse, come back again. I have remembered me; thou's hear our counsel
Nurse, give leave a while. We must talk in secret.
Oh, blessed, blessed night.
Oh, good nurse, God save you, and good night.
Oh, I am fortune's fool. I will be punished for this.
Oh, think'st thou we shall ever meet again?
Oh, Thomas, she has cut my strings.
Oh, wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied?"
Oh, without doubt he's completing it at this very moment.
Piety is for Sunday!
Playwrights teach us nothing about love.
Pounds.
Run on the dashing rocks thy seasick weary bark.
She tells me to keep away.
She will awake to life and love when Romeo comes to her side again.
Shed one tear
Silence, silence, silence!
Sin from my lips? Oh, trespass sweetly urged. Give me my sin again.
Sir, will you buy my sweet orange?
So Tybalt kills Mercutio, then Romeo kills Tybalt.
Sonnet? You mean a play!
Stay but a little. I will come again.
Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss
T T
Tell me how you love her, Will.
Thank you, sir. Apples!
That I might touch that cheek.
That was robbed of her own child by the pirate king."
Their love should be minded by each,
Then have my lips the sin that they have took
Then kiss me again, for I am not mistook
There is something better than a play.
This is the very business of show!
Thus from my lips, by thine my sin is purged
To engrossing death.
Well, I I quite liked it.
What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend
What light is light...
What light is light...
What, ladybird!
What's this?
When I write plays, they'll be like Titus.
When it is I who am bitten?
Where are my pages?
Where is Mercutio?
Where's the play?
Why dost thou stay?
Will, I have wonderful news.
Will! Mr
Written for my theater, by my writer, at my risk...
Yes, it will serve.
Yes, nearly.
Yes, sir.
You admire it.
You are allowed to show your pleasure.
You better look for her at the playhouse.
You follow your desire freely enough in the night.
You will go far, I fear.
Your children will bear arms, and I will recover my fortune.
"My love is deep. [ Sighs ]
"Put Put this... [ Man ] Yah!
[ Both Panting ] You are hurt
[ Grunts ] [ All Gasping ]
[ Hens Clucking ] [ People Chattering ]
[ Nurse ] Faith, I know her age unto an hour. She's not 14.
[ Ralph ] The only son of your great enemy. [ Ned ] Terrible.
[ Romeo ] Out. Of love?
[ Slow Tempo ] I like her.
[ Whimpering ] Partners?
[ Whinnies, Nickers ] [ Romeo ] How silver sweet sound lovers' tongues by night.
[ Whispers ] My lady! [ Gasps ] Who is there?
Ah, she sings too? Constantly.
And his ears. And a share!
But I have to pay the actors and the author. Share of the profits.
Can we talk? Shh!
Deny thy father and " Deny thy father and refuse thy name
Do you ask Her Majesty to be patient? My Lord, I will go
Gentlemen, thank you! [ Man ] You are welcome.
Has he been to the house? Marlowe?
He wants Romeo for Ned and the Admiral's Men. Mmm. Ned's wrong for it.
Henslowe! [ Henslowe Mutters Greeting ]
I remember you. The poet! Yes, William the Conqueror.
in any liquid thing you will and " Hah!
Juliet? You mean Ethel. God's teeth!
Like Romeo and Ethel. [ Laughing ]
Ned! [ Chattering, Laughing ]
Quite normal. [ Shrieks ]
So, now you are free to love Yet cannot love, nor write it.
Take off your hat! My hat?
This is a tavern! It is also a tavern.
We have no Juliet
Well, no one will take your wager, it seems. Fifty pounds.
What is her mother? Marry, bachelor,
Will! They're waiting for you! Yes, I'm coming.
Yes. Yes, I think I've seen you in something.
You mean no dog of any kind? [ Fennyman ] Shh! Silence.
Your name? Thomas Kent.
...the which of you with patient ears attend,
"and the place death, considering who thou art,
"Such mortal drugs I have,
"than will to go. [ Panting ]
"Wherefore art thou, Romeo?
[ All Shouting ]
[ Audience Member Coughing Loudly ]
[ Bell Tolling ]
[ Bell Tolls ]
[ Cheering, Applause Grow Louder ]
[ Cheering, Murmuring ]
[ Continues ]
[ Door Creaks Open ]
[ Gasping ]
[ Girls Laughing ]
[ Guests Murmuring ]
[ High Pitched Voice ] Oh, here we come at last, my lord!
[ Kissing Noise ] God, I'm good!
[ Man Shouts ]
[ Mother ] Tell me, daughter Juliet,
[ Mouse Squealing ]
[ Nurse Continues Screaming ]
[ People Chattering ]
[ Shakespeare ] Marlowe's touch was in my Titus Andronicus,
[ Squeaking ]
[ Whispers ] is my nephew.
[ Whistles ]
[ Whistles ]