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Clips from Anonymous

"Kit, isn't that one of your unrequited loves in the box?"
Anonymous
"The Earl of Southampton? But with whom?"
Anonymous
"NASHE: By the beard, that's Edward de Vere, the Earl of Oxford."
Anonymous
"Had his own acting troupe for private court performances."
Anonymous
"l wonder if he needs any material. Certainly not yours."
Anonymous
"What, the noble, there? Ha-ha. Why, he's a gull! He's a fool! Aah!"
Anonymous
"[lN NORMAL VOlCE] The poor man's brain is lighter than his feather!"
Anonymous
"CROWD: Ha-ha-ha. Enough!"
Anonymous
"[CROWD CLAMORlNG]"
Anonymous
"[MUSlClANS PLAYlNG UPBEAT MUSlC]"
Anonymous
"Jonson, wonderful dialogue."
Anonymous
"lt's absolutely wonderful. Shh."
Anonymous
"Oh. Ow!"
Anonymous
"Sorry, sire. Will."
Anonymous
"Will Shakespeare. That is not ale in that goblet, is it?"
Anonymous
"Ale?"
Anonymous
"Me?"
Anonymous
"[♪♪♪]"
Anonymous
"[CROWD GASPS THEN BOOS]"
Anonymous
"by Lord William Cecil!"
Anonymous
"Why don't you disperse William Cecil's arse?"
Anonymous
"Arrest that man!"
Anonymous
"Disperse!"
Anonymous
"This play is seditious"
Anonymous
"and will not continue! Seditious?"
Anonymous
"lt's a comedy! There's nothing seditious about it!"
Anonymous
"ls that right? And you know this because...?"
Anonymous
"Because l wrote the bloody thing."
Anonymous
"Arrest this man as well! What? No, wait--"
Anonymous
"Please! l'm a poet, for God's sake! l'm not a criminal!"
Anonymous
"Thus endeth the brief career of one Ben Jonson."
Anonymous
"POLE: Disperse!"
Anonymous
"MAN: William Cecil, you're an arsehole!"
Anonymous
"Well, off to Essex House, then."
Anonymous
"WOMAN 3: l'd like to see his arse dispersed!"
Anonymous
"POLE: Disperse!"
Anonymous
"[GRUNTlNG]"
Anonymous
"Out. Henry, how many people were at that play?"
Anonymous
"Two thousand? Maybe more."
Anonymous
"How many performances are there of a play like that?"
Anonymous
"Five or six, l suppose."
Anonymous
"New service. By the beard."
Anonymous
"Ten thousand souls, all listening to the writings, the ideas of one man."
Anonymous
"That's power, Essex."
Anonymous
"And if there's one thing the Cecils understand, it's power."
Anonymous
"New service!"
Anonymous
"And since when did words ever win a kingdom?"
Anonymous
"l'll keep my sword, thank you very much."
Anonymous
"Out."
Anonymous
"Henry, some of my men have"
Anonymous
"intercepted some of William Cecil's correspondence"
Anonymous
"with King James of Scotland."
Anonymous
"Cecil's all but promising him the throne."
Anonymous
"To James? Elizabeth would never--"
Anonymous
"And yet she refuses to name an heir."
Anonymous
"SOUTHAMPTON: But a Scotsman? On the Tudor throne?"
Anonymous
"ESSEX: That is why we must do everything in our power to ensure"
Anonymous
"the right man succeeds Elizabeth."
Anonymous
"A man deserving of the Tudor crown."
Anonymous
"[♪♪♪]"
Anonymous
"l ask you for the support of you and your men, Henry,"
Anonymous
"if it comes to a fight, for me to seize the throne."
Anonymous
"You know you need not ask."
Anonymous
"l stand with you, as l always have."
Anonymous
"OXFORD: Be careful, Henry."
Anonymous
"Always concerned for me. What would you have me do?"
Anonymous
"Deny him. The son of the queen?"
Anonymous
"That is rumor alone, Henry."
Anonymous
"Rumor?"
Anonymous
"All you have to do is look at Essex to see the queen's reflection."
Anonymous
"Everyone thinks he's her son. My lords."
Anonymous
"And l, for one,"
Anonymous
"would rather bow to a Tudor, bastard though he may be, than a Scotsman."
Anonymous
"My only desire is to see the next king be the rightful king."
Anonymous
"But what Essex contemplates will lead to civil war. No."
Anonymous
"lf this is to be done,"
Anonymous
"it must be done carefully."
Anonymous
"[MUSlClANS PLAYlNG]"
Anonymous
"MAN: Tie her off there."
Anonymous
"WOMAN 1: l agree, my lord. My Lord of Southampton."
Anonymous
"Sir Robert Cecil."
Anonymous
"Have you seen Lord Essex?"
Anonymous
"He is in the viewing chamber with Her Majesty."
Anonymous
"ROBERT: Alone?"
Anonymous
"SOUTHAMPTON: With your father in London dealing with troubles in lreland,"
Anonymous
"who else should the queen turn to but Essex?"
Anonymous
"[STAFF THUMPlNG THEN DOOR OPENS]"
Anonymous
"[♪♪♪]"
Anonymous
"MAN 7: God bless Your Majesty."
Anonymous
"Ah. Your Majesty, my Lord of Southampton has a gift for you."
Anonymous
"A gift?"
Anonymous
"Yes, Your Grace. Though not from me."
Anonymous
"[MUSlClANS PLAYlNG]"
Anonymous
"[PERFORMERS WHOOPlNG]"
Anonymous
"[GASPS]"
Anonymous
"[LAUGHS]"
Anonymous
"ELlZABETH: Are you the gift, my gracious little man?"
Anonymous
"No, no, my most majestic Majesty."
Anonymous
"A play?"
Anonymous
"Plays are the work of the devil,"
Anonymous
"born from a cesspool of plague, whoredom, thievery,"
Anonymous
"fornication and heresy."
Anonymous
"Tell your master that Her Majesty-- Will gladly accept."
Anonymous
"That is, of course, if Your Majesty so desires."
Anonymous
"Comedy or tragedy?"
Anonymous
"DWARF: Comedy, Majesty. Comedy. By whom?"
Anonymous
"By Anonymous, Your Majesty."
Anonymous
"[♪♪♪]"
Anonymous
"Anonymous."
Anonymous
"l so admire his verse."
Anonymous
"Lead us to this play."
Anonymous
"[BOTTOM HUMMlNG lN HlGH-PlTCHED VOlCE]"
Anonymous
"[BOTTOM HUMMlNG lN LOW-PlTCHED VOlCE]"
Anonymous
"BOTTOM: ♪ The woosel cock so black of hue ♪"
Anonymous
"♪ With orange-tawny bill ♪"
Anonymous
"♪ The throstle-- ♪"
Anonymous
"♪ The throstle with his note so true ♪"
Anonymous
"♪ The wren with little quill ♪"
Anonymous
"[AUDlENCE LAUGHlNG]"
Anonymous
"What angel"
Anonymous
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