1:35:03
Which, if they have
as I shall leave of them,
1:35:07
shall yield them little.
1:35:14
Tell the constable.
1:35:16
I shall, king Harry.
1:35:19
And so fare thee well.
1:35:21
Thou never shalt
hear herald anymore.
1:35:32
My lord,
most humbly on my knee,
1:35:35
I beg the leading
of the vaward.
1:35:38
Take it, brave York.
1:35:44
Now, soldiers, march away,
1:35:49
and how thou pleasest, God,
1:35:53
dispose the day.
1:36:08
[Shouting]
1:36:13
And so our scene must
to the battle fly...
1:36:15
where, oh, for pity
we shall much disgrace...
1:36:18
with four or five
most vile and ragged foils...
1:36:20
right ill-disposed
in brawl ridiculous...
1:36:23
the name of Agincourt.
1:36:27
[Horse whinnies]
1:36:32
[Chattering]
1:36:36
[Men shouting]
1:36:41
[Horse whinnies]
1:36:49
[Shouting]