Henry IV Part 2

by: William Shakespeare

  Act 2 Scene 4

page Act 2 Scene 4 Page 10

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BARDOLPH

Yea, sir. The rascal’s drunk. You have hurt him, sir, i' the shoulder.

BARDOLPH

Yup! The jerk’s drunk. You hurt his shoulder.

FALSTAFF

A rascal to brave me!

FALSTAFF

That jerk! How dare he challenge me!

DOLL TEARSHEET

Ah, you sweet little rogue, you. Alas, poor ape, how thou
180sweat’st! Come, let me wipe thy face. Come on, you
whoreson chops. Ah, rogue, i' faith, I love thee. Thou art as
valorous as Hector of Troy, worth five of Agamemnon, and
ten times better than the Nine Worthies. Ah, villain!

DOLL TEARSHEET

Oh, you sweet little rogue, you! Oh my, you poor monkey, you’re sweating! Come, let me wipe your face. Come on, you fat bastard. Oh, you rogue! I swear, I love you. You’re as brave as

Hector of Troy

Hector of Troy and Agamemnon were great heroes of the Trojan War.

Hector of Troy
, you’re worth five Agamemnons, and you’re ten times better than the nine wonders of the world! Oh, you villain!

FALSTAFF

Ah, rascally slave! I will toss the rogue in a blanket.

FALSTAFF

The no-good jerk! I’ll wrap the rogue in a blanket, the way they punish cowards.

DOLL TEARSHEET

185Do, an thou darest for thy heart. An thou dost, I’ll canvass
thee between a pair of sheets.

DOLL TEARSHEET

Do it, if you dare. If you do, I’ll toss you between a pair of sheets!
Enter musicians
The musicians enter.

PAGE

The music is come, sir.

PAGE

The music is here, sir.

FALSTAFF

Let them play.—Play, sirs.—Sit on my knee, Doll. A rascal
bragging slave! The rogue fled from me like quicksilver.

FALSTAFF

Let them play. Play, sirs. Sit on my knee, Doll. A no-good, bragging jerk! The fool ran from me like quicksilver.

DOLL TEARSHEET

190I' faith, and thou followed’st him like a church. Thou
whoreson little tidy Bartholomew boar-pig, when wilt thou
leave fighting a-days and foining a-nights and begin to patch
up thine old body for heaven?

DOLL TEARSHEET

Truly, and you chased him like a church—slowly. You rotten little fat roasting pig! When will you stop fighting all day and thrusting all night, and start to get your body ready for its final resting place?
Enter, behind, PRINCE HENRY and POINS, disguised as drawers
Unseen, PRINCE HENRY and POINS enter, disguised as drawers.

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