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  • He’ll come right away. Make sure you lay into him. Tell him his pranks have caused too much trouble, and that Your Highness has taken a lot of heat for them. I’ll be right here, silent. Please be blunt with him.
  • Don’t worry, I’ll do what you say. Now hide, I hear him coming.
  • Mother, mother, mother!
  • POLONIUS hides behind the tapestry.
  • Hamlet, you’ve insulted your father……Come on, you’re answering me foolishly…….Hamlet, what, why?.......Have you forgotten who I am?.......In that case I’ll call in others who can still speak……What are you going to do? You won’t kill me, will you? Help!......
  • Now mother, what’s this all about?......Mother, you’ve insulted my father…….Go on, you’re questioning me evilly…….What’s the problem now?.......For God’s sake no, I haven’t. You are the queen, your husband’s brother’s wife, and you are my mother, though I wish you weren’t……..No, sit down. You won’t budge until I hold a mirror up to you, where you will see what’s deep inside you……..
  • (from behind the tapestry) Hey! Help, help, help!
  • What’s this, a rat? I’ll bet a buck he’s a dead rat now.(he stabs his sword through the tapestry and kills POLONIUS)
  • Oh my God, what have you done?Oh, what a senseless,horrible act!
  • You low-life, nosy, busybody fool, goodbye. I thought you were somebody more important. You’ve gotten what you deserve. I guess you found out it’s dangerous to be a busybody. (to GERTRUDE) Stop wringing your hands. Sit down and let me wring your heart instead, which I will do if it’s still soft enough, if your evil lifestyle has not toughened it against feeling anything at all.
  • A deed that destroys modesty, turns virtue into hypocrisy, replaces the blossom on the face of true love with a nasty blemish, makes marriage vows as false as a gambler’s oath—oh, you’ve done a deed that plucks the soul out of marriage and turns religion into meaningless blather. Heaven looks down on this earth, as angry as if Judgment Day were here, and is sick at the thought of what you’ve done.
  • What have I done that you dare to talk to me so rudely
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