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Act 1. Sc. 1. Katherine: A pretty peat! It is best


Put finger in the eye, an she knew why.

Sister, content you in my discontent. Sir, to your pleasure humbly I subscribe. My books and instruments shall be my company. On them to look and practice by myself.

Sister...

Act 1. Sc. 1. Baptista: Go in, Bianca.

*Exit the stage.*

[Top of Act 2. Sc. 1.]


Enter Katherine and Bianca [with her hands tied]

Good sister, wrong me not, nor wrong yourself. To make a bondmaid and a slave of me. That I disdain. But for these other goods-

Act 2. Sc. 1. That I disdain. But for these other goods-

Unbind my hands, I'll pull them off myself. Yea, all my raiment to my petticoat, Or what you will command me will I do. So well I know my duty to my elders.

Act 2. Sc. 1. Katherine: Of all thy suitors here I charge [thee] tell


Whom thou lov'st best. See thou dissemble not.

Believe me, sister, of all the men alive


I never yet beheld that special face


Which I could fancy more than any other.

Act 2. Sc. 1. Katherine: Minion, thou liest. Is't not Hortensio?

If you affect him, sister, here I swear


I'll plead for you myself, but you shall have him.

Act 2. Sc. 1. Katherine: O, then belike you fancy riches more. You will have Gremio to keep you fair.

Is it for him you do envy me so? Nay, then, you jest, and now I well perceive


You have but jested with me all this while.


I prithee, sister Kate, untie my hands. [Katherine] strikes her.

Act 3


[Scene 1]


(Act 2 in Show)


Hortensio [as Litio]:


Sirrah, I will not bear these braves of thine.

Why gentlemen, you do me double wrong. To strive for that which resteth in my choice. I am no breeching scholar in the schools. I'll not be tied to hours, nor 'pointed times

Act 3. Sc. 1. I'll not be tied to hours, nor 'pointed times

But learn my lessons as I please myself. [Pause] [To Hortensio] Take you your instrument, play you the whiles; His lecture will be done ere you have tuned.

Act 3. Sc. 1. Lucentio: [To Hortensio] Tune your instrument.

Where left we last?

Act 3. Sc. 1. Lucentio: Here, Madam.

Conster them.

Act 3. Sc. 1. Hortensio: Madame, my instrument's in tune.

Let's hear. Oh fie, the treble jars!

Act 3. Sc. 1. Lucentio: Spit in the hole, man, and tune again.

*Strumming* Now let me see if I can conster it. I know you not; I trust you not; take heed he hear us not; presume not, despair not.

Act 3. Sc. 1. Hortensio: Now for my life the knave doth court my love! Pedascule, I'll watch you better yet.

[To Lucentio] In time I may believe, yet I mistrust.

Act 3. Sc. 1. Lucentio: Mistrust it not.

I must believe my master; else, I promise you, I should be arguing still upon that doubt. But let it rest.--Now, Litio, to you. Good master; take it not unkindly, pray, That I have been thus pleasant with you both.

Act 3. Sc. 1. Hortensio: Madam, before you touch the instrument...than hath been taught by any of my trade. And there it is in writing fairly drawn.

Why, I am past my gamut long ago.

Act 3. Sc. 1. Hortensio: Yet, read the gamut of Hortensio.

*plucking strings* Gamut I am, the ground of all accord: to plead Hortensio's passion; Bianca, take him for thy lord, that loves with all affection; one clef, two notes have I; show pity or I die. Tut, I like it not. Old fashions please me best. I am not so nice to change true rules for odd inventions.

Act 3. Sc. 1. I am not so nice to change true rules for odd inventions. [Stand up.]

You know tomorrow is the wedding day. I must help to dress my sister's chamber. Farewell, sweet masters both. I must be gone.

Act 3. Sc. 1. I must be gone. Hortensio: But I have cause to cry into this pedant...Seize thee that list! If once I find thee ranging, Hortensio will be quit with thee by changing. [He exits]

[Enter with Baptista and Kate, occassionally glancing at Lucentio]

Act 3. Sc. 2. Gremio: Trembled and shook...such a mad marriage never was before! Hark, hark, I hear the minstrels play.

[Enter next to Lucentio]

Act 3. Sc 2. Lucentio: Mistress, what's your opinion of your sister?

That being mad herself, she's madly mated.

Act 4. Sc. 1. Petruchio: Thus have I politically began my reign...He that knows better how to tame a shrew, Now let him speak; 'tis charity to show. [Enter Hortensio and Tranio] Hortensio: Stand by, and mark the manner of his teaching.

[Enter with Lucentio]

Act 4. Sc. 2. Lucentio: Now mistress, profit you in what you read?

What, master, read you? First resolve me that.

Act 4. Sc. 2. Lucentio: I read that I profess, The Art of Love.

And may you prove, sir, master of your art.

Act 4. Sc. 2. Tranio: Mistress Bianca...and have forsworn you with Hortensio.

Tranio, you jest. But have you both forsworn me?

Act 4. Sc. 2. Tranio: I' faith, he'll have a lusty widow now, That shall be wooed and wedded in a day.

God give him joy.

Act 4. Sc. 2. Tranio: Ay, and he'll tame her. (My line). Faith, he is gone unto the taming school.

He says so, Tranio? The taming school? What, is there such a place?

Top of Act 5

Sneaking onstage with Lucentio, secretly getting married, wedding dress reveal.

Act 5. Sc. 1. Tranio: Call fourth an officer.

[Run onstage with Lucentio] Vincentio: Lives my sweet son? [Kneeling] Bianca: Pardon, dear father.

Act 5. Sc. 1. Baptista: Why, tell me, is this not my Cambio?

Cambio is changed into Lucentio.

Act 5. Sc. 2. Petruchio: Is not this well? Come, my sweet Kate. Better once than never, for never too late.

[Enter for Lucentio's banquet, changed relationship with Kate.]

Act 5. Sc. 2. Gremio: Believe me, sir, they butt together well.

Head and butt! An hasty-witted body


Would say your head and butt were head and horn.

Act. 5. Sc. 2. Vincentio: Ay, mistress bride, hath that awakened you?

Ay, but not frightened me. Therefore I'll sleep again.

Act 5. Sc. 2. Petruchio: Nay, that you shall not. Since you have begun. Have at you for a better jest or two.

[Obvious dirty joke] Am I your bird? I mean to shift my bush, And then pursue me as you draw your bow. You are welcome all. [Mic drop, curtsey, exit with Widow.]

Act 5. Sc. 2. Petruchio: Nay, I will win my wager better yet...her new-built virtue and obedience. [Enter, what's going on?] Widow: Lord, let me never have a cause to sigh, Till I be brought to such a silly pass.

[Enter with Katherine and Widow, confused, what's going on?] [To Lucentio] Fie, what a foolish duty call you this?

Act 5. Sc. 2. Lucentio: I would your duty were as foolish too...Hath cost me a hundred crowns since suppertime.

[Accusative, fed up] The more fool you for laying on my duty.