:18:01
You'll pay me the eight shillings
I won of you at betting?
:18:05
Base is the slave that pays.
:18:09
By this sword,
he that makes the first thrust,
:18:12
I'll kill him,
by this sword, I will.
:18:15
If ever you come of women,
come in quickly to Sir John.
:18:17
He is so shaked with
a burning quotidian fever...
:18:22
that it is most lamentable
to behold.
:18:26
Sweet men, come to him.
:18:30
Poor Sir John.
[Crying]
:18:33
A good portly man of faith.
:18:38
[Men chattering, laughing]
## [Medieval]
:18:42
[Man] Aye, to a cheerful look,
a pleasing eye...
:18:45
and a most noble carriage.
[Laughing continues]
:18:56
But do I not dwindle?
[Laughing continues]
:18:59
My skin hangs about me
like an old lady's loose gown.
:19:06
Company, villainous company
have been the spoil of me.
:19:10
[Shouts, laughs]
:19:14
Whoo!
Hey! Hey!
:19:18
I was as virtuous
as a gentleman need to be. [snickers]
:19:21
Virtuous enough.
Swore a little.
:19:25
- [Murmuring in protest]
- [Clears throat]
:19:28
Diced not above
seven days a week.
:19:33
Went to a bawdy house
not above once in the quarter.
:19:36
- Ohhh!
- [Shouting]
:19:41
Paid money that I borrowed,
:19:44
three or four times.
:19:48
Lived well
and in good compass.
:19:50
What? You were so fat,
Sir John,
:19:54
that you must indeed
be out of all compass.
:19:58
Do thou amend thy face,
and I'll amend my life.