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Where's Thurlow?
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"These weeks are memories
of those worser hours."
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"I pray thee put them off."
Go on, go on.
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"I pray thee put them off."
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"How does the king..."
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- Lord Thurlow, sir.
- The very man.
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Yes, we're reading Shakespeare.
Willis, give him the book.
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Oh, King Lear.
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Is that wise?
:32:29
I had no idea
what it was about, sir.
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Now, I'm asleep, apparently,
and Cordelia comes in
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and asks the doctor - Greville -
how I am. Off we go.
:32:38
Uh, who's Cordelia?
:32:40
You are.
:32:42
Yes, but Willis can't do it.
:32:45
He's a fine doctor
but a hopeless actor.
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Off you go.
:32:50
Ahem.
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"Oh, you kind gods,
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"cure this great breach
in his abused nature.
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"The untuned and jarring
senses, oh, wind up,
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"of this child-changed father."
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That's very good.
:33:18
Yes, the child-changed
father's very good.
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Yes, go on, Greville,
it's you now.
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"He hath slept long.
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"Be by, good madam,
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"when we do awaken him.
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"I doubt not of his temperance."
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"Oh, my dear father.
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"Restoration, hang
thy medicine on my lips
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"and let this kiss
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"repair those violent harms
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"which my two sisters
have in thy reverence made."
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Well, come on, man, kiss me.