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Richard III
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- 1995
- 110 min
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Your highness.
Good night, your majesty.
Good night, son.
Father.
(whimpers)
(faint rumbling)
Shhh!
(rumbling grows louder)
(gunshot)
(laughter)
Your majesty.
Mother.
# Come live with me and be my love
# And we will all the pleasures prove
# That hills and valleys, dancing feet
# And all the craggy mountains yield
# Come live with me
# And be my love
# There will I make you a bed
# Of roses
# With a thousand
# Fragrant posies
# If these pleasures
# May you move
# Live with me and be my love
# Come live with me
# And be my love
# The shepherd swains
shall dance and sing
# For your delight...
(song continues faintly)
#... Then live with me and be my love
# Come live with me and be my love
# Come live with me
# And be my love
# And we will all the pleasures prove
# A belt of straw and ivy buds
# With coral clasp and amber studs
# Come live with me
# And be my love
# There will I make you a bed of roses
# With a thousand fragrant posies
# And if these pleasures
# May you move
# Then live with me and be my love
# Come live with me
# And be my love
# If that the world and love were young
# And truth in every shephers tongue
# Might me move
# To live with you and be your love
# Come live with me and be my love
(music ends)
(microphone feedback)
Now is the winter of our discontent...
...Made glorious summer...
...by this...
...son of York.
(laughter)
And all the clouds that loured
upon our house...
...ln the deep bosom of the ocean buried.
Now are our brows bound
with victorious wreaths...
(applause)
...Our bruised arms hung up
for monuments...
to merry meetings...
...Our dreadful marches
to delightful measures.
Grim-visaged war has smoothed
his wrinkled front...
...And now, instead of
mounting barbed steeds...
fearful adversaries...
...He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber...
...To the lascivious pleasing of a lute!
But I that am not shaped
for sportive tricks...
...Nor made to court
an amorous looking-glass...
...I that am rudely stamped...
...deformed...
...unfinished...
...sent before my time...
...lnto this breathing world
scarce half made up...
...And that so lamely and unfashionable...
...That dogs bark at me as I halt by them...
...Why, I, in this weak
piping time of peace...
...Have no delight to pass away the time...
...Unless to spy my shadow in the sun...
...And descant on mine own deformity.
Why, I can smile...
...and murder while I smile...
...And wet my cheeks with artificial tears...
...And frame my face to all occasions.
And therefore,
since I cannot prove a lover...
...I am determined to prove a villain...
...And hate the idle pleasures
of these days.
Plots have I laid...
...To set my brothers Clarence
and King Edward...
...ln deadly hate the one against the other.
Clarence!
Brother! What means this guard?
His majesty, tendering my person's
safety, has appointed...
...This conduct to convey me to the Tower.
What is the matter, Clarence?
May I know?
Yes, Richard, when I know...
...but I must protest, as yet I do not.
Why, this it is
when men are ruled by women.
Is not the king
who sends you to the Tower.
Elizabeth is queen. Clarence, is she.
We're not safe, brother.
Look, we are not safe.
I beseech your lordships
both to pardon me.
His majesty
has strictly given me charge...
...That no man shall have private
conference with your brother.
We speak no treason.
We say the king is wise and virtuous,
and his queen well struck in years!
I beseech you both to pardon me.
We know your charge, Brackenbury,
and will obey.
We are the queen's subjects
and must obey.
Brother, farewell. I will unto the king.
Meanwhile, this deep disgrace
in brotherhood...
...Touches me deeper
than you can imagine.
I know it pleases neither of us well.
Your imprisonment shall not be long.
I will deliver you... or else lie for you.
- Meanwhile, have patience.
- Well, I must perforce.
Farewell.
Simple, plain Clarence, I do love you so...
...That I shall shortly
send your soul to heaven...
...lf heaven will take the present
from my hands!
And now... I'll marry.
What though I killed her husband
and his father?
(men groaning in pain)
Oh, cursed be the hand
that made these holes...
...Cursed the heart
that had the heart to do it...
...Cursed the blood
that let this blood from hence!
If ever he have child, abortive be it!
If ever he have wife...
...let her be made more miserable
by the life of him...
...Than I am made
What black magician
conjures up this fiend...
...To stop devoted charitable deeds?
Sweet saint, for charity, be not so curst.
Foul devil, for Gos sake hence
and trouble me not...
...For you have made
If you delight to see your heinous deed...
...Behold the pattern of your butchery.
Lady...
...you know no rules of charity.
Villain, you know no law of God nor man.
Vouchsafe,
divine perfection of a woman...
...Of this supposed crime
to give me leave...
...By circumstance but to acquit myself.
Did you not kill my husband?
- I grant you, yes.
- You grant me, hedgehog?
Then God grant me too...
...You may be damned
for that wicked deed!
- Gentle Lady Anne...
- He was gentle, mild and virtuous.
The fitter for the King of Heaven
who has him.
And you unfit for any place but hell!
One place else,
if you will hear me name it.
- Some dungeon!
- Your bedchamber.
Les leave this keen
encounter of our wits.
Your beauty,
which did haunt me in my sleep...
...Could make me undertake
the death of all the world...
...So I might live one hour
in your sweet bosom.
If I thought that, I tell you, homicide...
...I would rend that beauty
from my cheeks!
These eyes could not endure
that beauty's wreck.
As all the world is cheered
by the sun, so I by that.
It is my day... my life!
He who bereft you, lady,
of your husband...
...Did it to help you to a better husband.
His better does not breathe
upon the earth.
better than he could.
- Where is he?
- Here.
Why...
...do you spit at me?
Would it were mortal poison
for your sake!
Never came poison
from so sweet a place.
Never hung poison on a fouler toad!
Out of my sight!
You do infect my eyes!
Those eyes of yours...
from mine have drawn salt tears.
Yet, when I heard the story
of my father's death...
...And all the standers-by
had wet their cheeks...
...Like trees bedashed with rain,
in that sad time...
...My manly eyes did scorn a humble tear.
And what that sorrow
could not thence exhale...
...Your beauty has...
...and made them blind with weeping.
Teach not your lip such scorn...
...for it was made for kissing, lady...
...not for such contempt.
If your revengeful heart cannot forgive...
...I humbly beg for death...
...upon my knee!
No, do not pause,
it was I who killed your husband...
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