Tuesday, April 29, 2014
Thursday, April 17, 2014
CAESAR: Ha! who calls?
CASCA: Bid every noise be still: peace yet again!
CAESAR: Who is it in the press that calls on me?
I hear a tongue, shriller than all the music,
Cry "Caesar!" Speak; Caesar is turn'd to hear.
Soothsayer: Beware the ides of March.
CAESAR: What man is that?
BRUTUS: A soothsayer bids you beware the ides of March.
CAESAR: Set him before me; let me see his face.
CASSIUS: Fellow, come from the throng; look upon Caesar.
CAESAR: What say'st thou to me now? Say-sooth again! Say! Sooth! again! I dare you! I double-dare you, motherfucker! Say sooth one more goddamn time!
Soothsayer Beware the ides of March.
CAESAR: He is a dreamer; let us leave him: I'd knock that shit off if I was you.
[Sennet. Exeunt all except BRUTUS and CASSIUS.]