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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... |
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Act 1. Sc. 1. Baptista: Go in, Bianca. |
*Exit the stage.* |
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[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- |
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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. |
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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. |
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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. |
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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. |
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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 |
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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. |
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Act 3. Sc. 1. Lucentio: [To Hortensio] Tune your instrument. |
Where left we last? |
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Act 3. Sc. 1. Lucentio: Here, Madam. |
Conster them. |
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Act 3. Sc. 1. Hortensio: Madame, my instrument's in tune. |
Let's hear. Oh fie, the treble jars! |
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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. |
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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. |
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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. |
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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. |
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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. |
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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. |
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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] |
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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] |
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Act 3. Sc 2. Lucentio: Mistress, what's your opinion of your sister? |
That being mad herself, she's madly mated. |
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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] |
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Act 4. Sc. 2. Lucentio: Now mistress, profit you in what you read? |
What, master, read you? First resolve me that. |
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Act 4. Sc. 2. Lucentio: I read that I profess, The Art of Love. |
And may you prove, sir, master of your art. |
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Act 4. Sc. 2. Tranio: Mistress Bianca...and have forsworn you with Hortensio. |
Tranio, you jest. But have you both forsworn me? |
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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. |
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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? |
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Top of Act 5 |
Sneaking onstage with Lucentio, secretly getting married, wedding dress reveal. |
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Act 5. Sc. 1. Tranio: Call fourth an officer. |
[Run onstage with Lucentio] Vincentio: Lives my sweet son? [Kneeling] Bianca: Pardon, dear father. |
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Act 5. Sc. 1. Baptista: Why, tell me, is this not my Cambio? |
Cambio is changed into Lucentio. |
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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.] |
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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. |
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Act. 5. Sc. 2. Vincentio: Ay, mistress bride, hath that awakened you? |
Ay, but not frightened me. Therefore I'll sleep again. |
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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.] |
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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? |
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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. |
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