Act 2 Scene 5 Flashcards
Basilius:
Fly you straight to Hades, woman!
Coward!
Thou SHALT NOT give thy back and stomp away!
‘Twas honesty that led me to confess
My infidelity; and in reply
Thou dost unleash a female Armageddon.
An “Armageddon” is it? Rather say
“Thy Wife is Standing Up to Thy Control.”
Clap clap clap goes the audience of one!
I’d stand if I weren’t standing! No doubt
More of this act will attract a swarm of
Eager lovers.
My sweet sarcastic spouse,
So quick dost thou assume my innocence
When just as fast I’ve made of thee a cuckhold!
Both:
Cleophila!
Weren’t you just in —
Weren’t you just near —
Weren’t you under —
You mean you weren’t —
Adultery committed I with HER!
My Love, what point is there in hiding now?
Oh what?
Philoclea:
— it spins —
But nay —
Mopsa:
Of course!
He’s mine!
Pamela:
How queer!
But wait —
Basilius:
Hold! Never did I adulter with him.
What. What. ‘Twas certainly a woman I —
As strangers we renewed our love. How sad.
Basilius: (singing)
IT USED TO BE THE FUN WAS IN
THE CAPTURE AND KILL
IN ANOTHER PLACE AND TIME
I DID IT ALL FOR THRILLS
Musidorus:
My Lord, what are you doing?
Husband!
Basilius: (singing)
I TOLD YOU FROM THE START
I HAD NO IDEA THAT YOU
WOULD TEAR MY WORLD APART
What means this rash affront, Basilius?
Basilius: (singing)
‘CAUSE EVEN THOUGH I SET THE RULES
YOU’VE GOT ME ACTING LIKE A FOOL!
Are you mad? Cease this broil!
Basilius kills Musidorus
Foul, foulest, foolish villain!
Philoclea:
O…
In these bellows not a wind doth move.
Lo, Now’s a tableau grim, overweening.
The tragic consequence of your mad wrath.
Basilius:
I am no longer King; please take the crown.
If we ever should find its gates again,
The Queen shall henceforth rule Arcadia.
‘Tis fit I remain her subject penitent
Until my time on earth is cut in twain.
‘Tis unprecedented. But I accept.
Dametas:
‘Tis the permanent distemperature
Predicted by the Oracle.
The what?
Pythio has won, and our beat have we lost for good.
“No true paradise in place
remains forever” spake the Oracle.
We must craft a beat anew from our hearts
Within, and let a new Arcadia
Commence — one more tolerant and generous.
Let us pray that the heavens will steer us
From suffering and injustice, and guide
Us to our better, nay, to our best selves.
I shall now, hand to heart, begin.
I did. ‘Twas an utter fabrication.
Though well-horn’d, methinks the glitt’ry bear doth
Come in peace.
O veiléd one, await we all
Your antler’d auguries.
Basilius:
‘Twas well spoke.
List!
Methinks he might be different of speech.
after mad about you, me there and they
To think I might have Daughters three and one
New son —
Basilius:
‘Twould seem I never knew Arcadia
Or its people. But ‘tis most certain: a
Paradise new has been bequeath’d to all.
I wish you well.
Hold.
Under my supervision I predict
A gentler man will over time evolve.
One who promises to listen more, and love thee most.
‘Twas well spoke, Basilius, and now I
Grow weary of travel. The gates of Bohemia
Must surely be near to us. Lets away!
