1:47:01
To sort our nobles
from our common men.
1:47:05
For many of our princes...
woe the while...
1:47:07
Lie drowned and soaked
in mercenary blood.
1:47:11
O, give us leave, great king,
to view the field in safety...
1:47:15
and to dispose
of their dead bodies.
1:47:18
I tell thee truly, herald,
1:47:20
I know not if the day
be ours or no.
1:47:27
The day is yours.
1:47:41
Praised be god...
1:47:44
and not our strength for it.
1:47:58
[Groans]
1:48:03
[Thunder rumbling]
1:48:14
What is this castle called...
1:48:17
that stands hard by?
1:48:20
They call it Agincourt.
1:48:23
Then call we this...
1:48:26
the field of Agincourt...
1:48:31
fought on the day
of Crispin Crispianus.
1:48:52
Your grandfather
of famous memory,
1:48:54
an't please your majesty,
1:48:58
and your great-uncle, Edward,
the black prince of Wales,