1:11:01
Like the change from this to the winter freeze.
1:11:05
Yeah.
1:11:07
Yeah.
1:11:09
The grass comes back every Spring,
green as ever.
1:11:11
I guess people can too.
1:11:15
Some people never come back.
Right?
1:11:19
Yeah, some people.
1:11:22
Listen, why are you asking...
-I have to go.
1:11:30
You will not fall.
1:12:14
Come, you spirits, that tend on
mortal thoughts, unsex me here.
1:12:19
And fill me from the crown
to the toe-top
1:12:24
full of direst cruelty!
Make thick my blood
1:12:29
stop up the access
and passage to remorse
1:12:33
that no compunctious
visiting of nature
1:12:36
shake my fell purpose.
1:12:39
Come to my woman's breasts and...
1:12:44
take my milk for gall,
you murthering ministers,
1:12:49
wherever in your sightless substances
1:12:51
you wait on nature's mischief!
1:12:54
Come, thick nigth, and...
1:12:58
pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell that