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...which, for thy love,

did kill thy love...

...will, for thy love, kill a far truer love.

- I would I knew thy heart.

- My heart is figured in my tongue.

Well, put up your sword.

Say, then, my peace is made.

That shalt thou know hereafter.

[METAL CLATTERS]

Shall I live in hope?

All men, I hope, live so.

Vouchsafe to wear this ring.

To take is not to give.

Look, how my ring

encompasseth thy finger.

Even so...

...thy breast encloseth my poor heart.

Wear both of them...

...for both of them are thine.

Leave these sad designs...

...to him that hath most cause

to be a mourner.

With all of my heart...

...and much it joys me too,

to see you have become so penitent.

Ha!

- Tressel and Berkeley.

TRESSEL & BERKELEY: Yes, madam.

RYDER:

Go along with me.

Bid me farewell.

Since you teach me

how to flatter you...

...imagine that I will say

farewell again.

PACINO:
Was ever woman

in this humour woo'd?

Was ever woman in this humour won?

I'll have her.

[LAUGHING]

But I will not keep her long!

HADGE:
We'll never finish this movie.

- It's got to be what it is.

How much more will we shoot?

It's a movie about a play.

We're making a documentary about

making Shakespeare accessible to people.

Those people, the people in the street.

They're not gonna get Richard III.

I can't even get it, it's too complicated.

Then why is it Shakespeare's

most popular play?

- Wait, what did you say?

- Who says it's popular?

It is! It's performed more than Hamlet.

So what?

I run before my horse to market.

Clarence still lives and breathes.

Edward still reigns.

When they are gone...

...then must I count my gains.

[DOOR SLAMS]

PACINO:

But, soft! Here come my executioners.

Are you going to dispatch this thing?

We are, my lord.

Come to have the warrant...

...that we may be admitted

to where he is.

Well thought upon.

I have it here about me.

But, sirs, be sudden in your execution.

Do not hear him plead.

For Clarence is well-spoken...

...and may move your hearts to pity

if you mark him.

Be assured we go to use our hands...

...not our tongues.

PACINO:
I like you, lads.

About your business straight.

We will, my noble lord.

Go, go, dispatch.

KIMBALL:

Here's a place for the Clarence scene.

Just get Clarence very tight...

...in here, and you have all of the dead

pigeon feathers...

...and the guano and the texture...

...of the wall.

Just imagine you're close in.

PACINO:

It doesn't work.

It's not just the pigeon stuff.

It doesn't work. It has no sense of...

- What are you...? When...?

KIMBALL:
No enclosure.

Frederic, it's pointless.

HADGE:
For God's sakes, it's a prison.

- We need a place...

...where Clarence

is being held prisoner.

It's gotta be a... It's a prison.

Aha. See the tower?

It's going to be in the chamber...

...where the bell ringing unit is.

It's a really beautiful space.

It's got this shaft of white light

coming down from the top.

JIM:

That's where we'd place that.

This is nice. Nice light.

GUILFO YLE:

Shall we stab him as he sleeps?

MACVITTIE:
No. He'll say it was

done cowardly, when he wakes.

GUILFO YLE:
He shall never wake

until the great judgment-day.

Faith, certain dregs of conscience

are here within me.

Remember our reward,

when the deed is done.

- Come, he dies.

- Where's thy conscience now?

In the Duke of Gloucester's purse.

When he opens his purse

to give us thy reward...

...thy conscience flies out.

- 'Tis no matter.

- Few or none entertain it.

- What if it come to thee again?

I'll not meddle with it.

It makes a man a coward.

A man cannot steal, but it accuseth him.

A man cannot lie, but it cheques him.

A man cannot lie

with his neighbor's wife...

...but it detects him.

And any man that means to live well...

...endeavors to trust to himself

and live without it.

Come...

...shall we fall to work?

PACINO:
While this is going on with

Clarence, his brother is in the castle...

... trying to make peace.

KIMBALL:
They've been summoned

for the atonement meeting.

That's why everybody

is in the castle.

The making peace.

The king's family

are in incredible conflict.

He dares not die until he knows they

won't pull the whole thing apart...

...as soon as he's dead.

I every day expect an embassage

from my Redeemer to redeem me hence.

PACINO:
The king wants this peace to

happen because he wants to make sure...

... that after he's gone

his children will continue the reign.

He and his wife must hope...

...that they will.

We know that you have another agenda.

Strike!

No, we'll reason with him first.

Where art thou, keeper?

Give me a cup of wine.

You shall have wine enough,

my lord...

...anon.

In God's name, what art thou?

A man...

...as you are.

- But not, as I am, royal.

- Nor you, as we are, loyal.

Who sent you hither?

Wherefore do you come?

To...

To...

- To murder me?

- Ay.

Ay.

Wherein, my friends,

have I offended you?

Offended us you have not...

...but the king.

I shall be reconciled to him again.

GUILFO YLE:

Never, my lord.

Therefore...

...prepare to die.

Hastings.

Rivers, take each other's hand.

Dissemble not your hatred...

...swear your love.

So prosper I...

...as I swear perfect love!

And so swear I.

Madam, yourself is not

exempt from this.

Wife, love Lord Hastings...

...let him kiss your hand.

ALLEN:

There, Hastings.

I never more shall remember

our former hatred...

...so thrive I and mine.

LINDFORS:

Do they really believe all this?

Do they really believe it when you say,

"Take their hand"?

PACINO:
It's a vow.

KIMBALL:
A solemn vow.

In this time, that's a solemn thing.

Only people who want to go to hell

would make vows and not keep them.

If you are hired for meed...

...go back again, and I will send you

to my brother Richard...

...who shall reward you better

for my life...

...than Edward will

for tidings of my death.

Come, you deceive yourself. 'Tis he

that sends us to destroy you here.

It cannot be...

...for he bewept my fortune...

... and swore, with sobs,

that he would labor my delivery.

PACINO:
Touches me deeper

than you can imagine.

MACVITTIE:

So he doth...

...when he delivers you from this earth's

thraldom to the joys of heaven.

GUILFO YLE:

Make peace with God...

...for you must die, my lord.

Have you that holy feeling

in your soul...

...to counsel me to make my peace

with God?

And are you yet to your own souls...

...so blind, that you wilt war with God

by murdering me?

O sirs...

...consider, those that set you on

to do this deed...

...will hate you for the deed.

What shall we do?

Relent...

...and save your souls.

Relent! No. 'Tis cowardly and womanish.

Not to relent is brutish...

...savage...

...devilish.

My friend...

...I spy some pity in thy looks.

O, if thine eye be not a flatterer, come

thou on my side, and entreat for me...

...as you would beg,

were you in my distress.

A begging prince

what beggar pities not?

Look behind you, my lord.

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