Henry IV, Part 1

by: William Shakespeare

  Act 2 Scene 2

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They whistle.
They whistle from offstage.
25Whew!
Whew!
Enter PRINCE HENRY, POINS, PETO, and BARDOLPH
PRINCE HENRY, POINS, PETO, and BARDOLPHenter.
A plague upon you all! Give me my horse, you rogues. Give me my horse and be hanged!
The hell with you all! Give me my horse, you deadbeats. Give me my horse and the hell with you!

PRINCE HENRY

Peace, you fat guts! Lie down, lay thine ear close to the ground, and list if thou canst hear the tread of travelers.

PRINCE HENRY

Shut up, fatso! Lie down, put your ear to the ground, and listen for the footsteps of travelers.

FALSTAFF

30Have you any levers to lift me up again being down? 'Sblood, I’ll not bear mine own flesh so far afoot again for all the coin in thy father’s Exchequer. What a plague mean you to colt me thus?

FALSTAFF

Do you have a crane to lift me up again once I’m down? Damn, I wouldn’t walk my fat self this far again for all the money in your father’s treasury. What are you doing horsing around with me like this?

PRINCE HENRY

Thou liest. Thou art not colted; thou art uncolted.

PRINCE HENRY

You’re lying. We can’t horse around, because you don’t have a horse.

FALSTAFF

35I prithee, good Prince Hal, help me to my horse, good king’s son.

FALSTAFF

Please, my good Hal, help me find my horse, you good king’s son.

PRINCE HENRY

Out, you rogue! Shall I be your ostler?

PRINCE HENRY

Later with that! You want me to be your stable boy?

FALSTAFF

Hang thyself in thine own heir-apparent garters! If I be ta'en, I’ll peach for this. An I have not ballads made on you all and sung to filthy tunes, let a cup of sack be my poison—when a jest is so forward, and afoot too! I hate it.

FALSTAFF

Go drop dead in your own heir-apparent pants. If I’m arrested, I’ll rat you out, too. If I don’t get them singing dirty songs in the street about you all, let me be poisoned to death with booze. I hate it when a practical joke gets so out of hand—and with me out of a horse, too!
Enter GADSHILL
GADSHILL enters.