Un extrait de ce film figure dans le générique début de 'Theatre Of Blood' ('Théâtre de Sang", 1973) réalisé par Douglas Hickox avec Vincent Price et Diana Rigg.
En fond sonore, des extraits de la version réalisée et interprétée par Laurence Olivier en 1955.
En fond sonore, des extraits de la version réalisée et interprétée par Laurence Olivier en 1955.
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00:00 Now it's the winter of our discontent, made glorious summer by this sun of York, and all
00:07 the clouds that lowered upon our house in the deep bosom of the ocean.
00:18 Then, now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths, our bruised arms hung up for monuments,
00:25 our stirred alarms changed to melimity, our dreadful marches to delightful measures.
00:32 Grim-visaged war has moved his wrinkled frat, and now, instead of mounting barbed steeds
00:41 to fright the souls of fearful adversaries, he capers nimbly in a lady's chamber to the
00:49 mysterious pleasing of a lute. But I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks,
00:56 nor made to court an amorous-looking glass, I that am rudely stamped, and want none's
01:07 majesty to strut before a wanton ambling nymph, I that am curtailed of this fair proportion,
01:14 cheated of feature by dissembling nature, deformed, unfinished, sent before my time
01:21 into this breathing world scarce half made up, and that so lamely and unpassionable that
01:29 dogs bark at me as I haunt my love. Why, love forswore me in my mother's womb, and for I
01:39 should not deal in her soft laws, she did corrupt frail nature with some bribe to shrink
01:45 mine armor like a willowed shrub, to heap an envious mountain on my back, to shape my
01:51 legs of an unequal size, to disproportion me in every part, like to a chaos or an unlinked
01:59 bare breath that carries no impression like the dead.
02:05 Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, have no delight to pass away the time, unless
02:15 to spy my shadow in the sun, and death-camp on mine own deformity. Then, since this earth
02:27 affords no joy to me, but to command, to check, to order such as are of better person than
02:35 myself, I'll make my heaven to dream upon the crown. And whilst I live to account this world
02:47 but hell, until this misshaped trunk that bears this head be round impaled with the glorious
02:55 blood of the Lord, crown. But yet I know not how to get the crown, for many lives stand
03:03 between me and home, and I like one lost in the thorny wood that rents the thorns that
03:10 is rent with the thorns, seeking a way and straying from the way, not knowing how to
03:15 find the open air, but toiling desperately to find it out, foment myself to catch in
03:21 time, and from that foment I may free myself, or assume my way out with none of the other
03:27 lives. Why, I can smile, and murder whilst I smile, and cry content to that which grieves
03:43 my heart, and wet my cheeks with artificial tears, and frame my face to all occasions.
03:53 I've drawn more sailors than a mermaid shall, I'll play the orator as well as Nestor, deceive
04:00 more Slytherin than Ulysses could, and like a Cynon take another Troy, I can add colours
04:07 to the chameleon, change shapes with fruit just for advantages, and set the murderous
04:13 Machiavelli to rule. Can I do this, and cannot get the crown? Cut very further off, I'll
04:23 write it down. Meantime, I'll marry with the Lady Anne, and here she comes, lamenting
04:41 her lost love, Edward, Prince of Wales, whom I some small time since stabbed in my angry
04:50 mood, and spooks but a sweeter and a lovelier gentleman this vicious world cannot again
04:56 appoint, and made her widow to a woeful bed, that from his loins no hopeful branch might
05:03 spring to cross me from the golden tithe I look for.
05:10 [chanting]
05:24 Set down, set down your honourable ruler, once die a while obsequious lament to pale ashes
05:35 of the house of Lancaster. A bloodless remnant of that royal blood. Be lawful that I evoke
05:45 thy ghost, and hear the lamentations of poor Anne. No, in these windows that let forth
05:54 thy light, I call the helpless balm of my poor heart. Cursed be the hand that made this
06:02 fatal oath. Cursed be the heart that had the heart to do it. Cursed be the blood that made
06:10 this blood from hence. If ever he have wife, let her be made more miserable by the death
06:19 of him, than I have been by my young age. Aye.
06:35 Say, you, prepare the course, and set it down. But black magician, count it not this
06:42 feast of devoted charitable demons. Let's set down the course, all right, and all I
06:46 have made the course of him that is obeyed. Why you, stand back and let me cope in part.
06:50 And don't stretch out my command, for I have the triumph of my breath. All right, all
06:54 right, I'll teach my foot, and stand for me, therefore I go. What do you trample? Are
06:59 you all a friend? And that I blame you not, for you are mortal, and mortal eyes cannot
07:04 endure the devil. Above thy wretch we menage to have held, thou hadst the power over his
07:10 mortal body, his soul thou canst not have, therefore be gone. But things for charity
07:15 be not so personal. O devil, for God's sake, hence and trouble us not. If thou didst like
07:21 to give you thy hand and feed you to the gold, then, captain of thy fortune, blush, blush
07:28 for love of foul impoverty. Love, say divine perfection of a woman, of these supposed crimes
07:34 to give me leave by seven since but to acquit myself. I did not kill your husband. Why then
07:38 kill the lover? For he was gentle, mild, and virtuous. The better for the king of heaven
07:44 that hath it, for he was fitter for that place than I am. No answer for any place but heaven.
07:49 Yes, one place else, if you will hear me name it. A statue. Your bedchamber.
07:57 Unarmed people with your holy load. I'll have her, but I will not keep her long.
08:06 As though I killed her husband and her father, the readiest way to make the witch men's is
08:11 to become her husband and her father the witch-witch. Not all so much for now as for another secret
08:19 close intent by marrying her. If yet I run before my horse to mark it.
08:24 Clarence still breathes. Edward still lives and reigns. When they are gone, then must I count.
08:32 My game. Clarence, beware. Thou keep'st me from the light. But I will plan a pitchy day
08:40 for thee, and I will buzz abroad such prophecies that Edward shall be fearful of his life,
08:47 and then to purge his fear, I'll be thy death.
08:52 Where is the dutiful Clarence? At hand, my lord. He awaits your highest pleasure.
08:59 Thank you, dear Reign. To vote the bonus.
09:04 Cloth have I made. Inductions dangerous with lines well-steeled with weighty arguments
09:12 by drunken prophecies, libels, and dreams to set my brother Clarence and the king
09:19 in deadly hate the one against the other.
09:23 No possible way to prove it. Urgent and unjustly. What have I done that seems disgraceful to my brother?
09:32 And if King Edward be as true and just as I am subtle, false, and treacherous, this day should Clarence
09:38 closely be mewed up about a prophecy which says that Jean of Edward's heirs, the murderer, shall be.
09:48 But if I fail not in my deep intent, Clarence hath not another day to live.
09:52 What tells for a quick stand of deceit? Away with him!
09:59 He cannot live, I hope, and must not die till George be Patras post-horse up to heaven.
10:09 Thy thoughts down to my soul, George Clarence Cummings.
10:18 Brother! Good day, dear. What means this ironed garb that waits upon your wrist?
10:25 His Majesty, tendering my personal safety, hath appointed this conduct to convey me to the tarn.
10:30 Upon what cause? 'Cause my name is George.
10:34 That thought is none of yours. He should for that commit your heart to us.
10:39 Like His Majesty had some intent that you should be new christened in the tarn.
10:45 But what's the matter, Clarence? May I know?
10:47 Yea, Richard, when I know. For I protest as yet I do not.
10:51 But as I can learn, he hearkens after prophecies and dreams.
10:56 And from the cross-row clunks the letter G, and says a wizard told him that by G his issue disinherited should be.
11:05 And for my name of George begins with G, it follows in his thoughts that I am he.
11:10 These as I learn, such like toys, will these have moved His Highness to commit me now.
11:16 Why, thus it is when men are ruled by women.
11:19 'Tis not the king that sends you to the tarn.
11:22 Our upstart queen, his wife, Clarence, 'tis she that tempers him to this extremity.
11:27 Was it not she and that good man of worship, Antony Rivers, her brother there, that made him send Lord Hastings to the tarn from whence this present day he is delivered?
11:35 We are not faith, Clarence. We are not faith.
11:38 I beseech your gracious words, Father.
11:40 His Majesty has strictly given the charge that no man shall have private conscience of what to be soever.
11:45 We know thy charge, Frankenberg, and will obey.
11:48 We are the queen and jest and must obey.
11:51 Now, my father, I will enter the gate, and whatsoever air you will employ me in, I will perform it to enfranchise you.
11:57 Meantime, this deep disgrace in brotherhood touches me deeper than you can imagine.
12:01 I know it pleases neither of us well.
12:03 Hence, your imprisonment shall not be long.
12:06 I will deliver you, or else lie for you.
12:10 Meantime, have patience.
12:11 I must perforce.
12:13 Farewell.
12:17 Go, tread the path that thou shalt ne'er return.
12:20 Simple, plain, glamorous.
12:23 I do love thee so that I will shortly send thy soul to heaven, if heaven will take the present to thy hands.
12:29 Gentle lady, is not the cause of the untimely death of your brave prince as blameful as the execution?
12:40 Was the cause a most accursed effect?
12:45 Your beauty was the cause of that effect.
12:48 Your beauty, which did haunt me in my sleep to undertake the death of all the world, so I might live one hour in your sweet home.
12:58 If I thought that, I tell thee, holly-side, these nails should rend that beauty from my teeth.
13:05 Did the wretched lady of thy husband did it to help thee to a better husband?
13:09 He better does not breathe upon the earth with me.
13:11 He lives and loves you better than he could.
13:14 Where is he?
13:15 Here.
13:18 Why dost thou look at me?
13:22 What is the mortal poison for thy sake?
13:24 Never came poison from so sweet a place.
13:27 Never have I poisoned a foul atonement.
13:30 Out of my sight, thou dost infect mine eyes.
13:34 Thine eyes, sweet lady, have infected mine.
13:36 Those eyes of thine from mine have drawn soft tears, changed their effects with store of childish drops.
13:42 These eyes that never shed remorseful tears.
13:45 No, when thy warlike father, like a child, told the sad story of my father's death,
13:52 and twenty times made pause to sob and weep, that all who stand aside had wet their cheeks like trees they'd etched with wood.
14:00 That sad time, my manly eyes did scorn and humble tear.
14:04 But these sorrows could not then bring forth thy beauty, and made them blind with weakness.
14:10 I never sued to friend nor enemy.
14:12 My tongue could never learn sweet, moving words.
14:15 But now thy beauty is proposed to my being.
14:18 My proud heart sues and prompts my tongue to speak.
14:21 'Tis not thy lips such strong, but it was made for kissing, lady, for such content.
14:26 Thy revengeful heart cannot forgive.
14:30 Look, here I lend thee this sharp-pointed thought,
14:33 which if thou pleased to hide in this crude breast and let the soul forth but adore it be,
14:37 I lay it naked till the deadly stroke and come to take the death upon thy knee.
14:41 Nay, do not pause, for I did kill Prince Edward, but 'twas thy beauty that provoked it.
14:45 You think that, for I have stabbed your husband, but 'twas thy heavenly faith that set me on it.
14:51 Take up the sword again, or take up me.
14:54 O, I disemble, though I wish thy death.
14:59 I will not be thy executioner.
15:02 Then bid me kill myself, and I will do it.
15:04 I have already done it.
15:06 I rage.
15:07 Speak it again, and even but the word.
15:09 This hand, which for thy love did kill thy love,
15:12 shall for thy love kill a far truer love.
15:14 To both their deaths shall thou be accepted.
15:16 How would I knew thy husband had so remote a voice?
15:19 The love of man was true.
15:21 Well, put up your sword.
15:24 Say then my peace is made.
15:25 Let's just our no hereafter.
15:27 But shall I live in hope?
15:28 O, ne'er, I hope, live so.
15:31 I'm sick to wear this ring.
15:35 To take it, but not to give it.
15:40 Look how my ring encompasses thy finger,
15:47 even so thy breast encloses my poor heart.
15:51 Wear both of them, for both of them are thine.
15:56 Bid me farewell.
16:01 Was ever woman in this humour wound?
16:04 Was ever woman in this humour won?
16:07 If my dupedom to a widow's chastity,
16:09 I do mistake my person all this while.
16:11 Upon my life she finds, although I cannot,
16:13 myself to be a marvellous proper man.
16:17 I be at charges for a booking glass,
16:19 and entertain some scorer to a tailor's
16:22 to study fashions to adorn my body.
16:25 Since I am prepped in favour with myself,
16:28 I will maintain it to some little cost.
16:32 Shine out, fair sun, till I have bought a glass,
16:37 that I may see my shadow as I pass.
16:41 Have patience, madam.
16:43 There's no doubt his majesty will soon recover
16:45 to the custom duty.
16:47 Him that you've broken in, it makes him worse.
16:49 Therefore, for God's sake, entertain good God,
16:52 and cheer his grace with quick and merry words.
16:57 If he were dead, what would be kind of me?
16:59 No other harm would not such a lord.
17:01 Ever must such a lord includes all her birth.
17:04 Heavens are blessed you would put his son
17:06 to be your comforter when he is gone.
17:08 He is young, and his minority is put under
17:10 the trust of Richard Gloucester,
17:12 a man that loves not me, nor none of you.
17:17 Is it concluded he should be protected?
17:19 It is intended not to include it,
17:22 but so it must be if the king is carried.
17:26 This is the special warrant for the Duke of Cairns.
17:29 Some reorder to deliver him to execution and to death.
17:35 Wichita, God's taken King Edward to his mercy,
17:44 and leave the world for me to buckle him.
17:48 (muttering)
17:51 Why looks your brain so heavy, Antony?
17:59 Oh, I have passed a miserable night.
18:02 So full of outlast sights, ghastly dreams.
18:10 But as I am a Christian faithful man,
18:13 I would not spend another such a night,
18:16 nor could I buy a world of happy days.
18:20 So full of dismal terror was the time.
18:24 What was the strain?
18:26 I pray you, tell me.
18:29 It thought that I had broken from the tower,
18:32 and was embarked to Trostebergen.
18:35 And in my company, my brother Gloucester,
18:40 who from my cabin tempted me to walk upon the hedge.
18:45 Thence we looked towards England,
18:48 and sighted up a thousand fearful times
18:51 during the wars of York and Lancaster.
18:54 As we paced along upon the giddy footing of the hedges,
18:58 thought that Gloucester stumbled and falling,
19:01 and struck me, and thought to stay overboard
19:05 into the tumbling billows of the bay.
19:08 Thought what pain it was to drown,
19:10 the gentle noise of water in my ears.
19:12 Outless sights of death within my eyes.
19:15 Thought I saw a thousand fearful wrecks,
19:18 ten thousand men whom she had loved upon.
19:22 Witches of gold, great anglics, heaps of pearl,
19:24 inestimable stones, unvalued jewels,
19:28 all scattered at the bottom of the sea.
19:31 Had you such a pleasure in the time of death
19:33 to gaze upon the secrets of the deep?
19:35 It thought I had.
19:37 Not that I strived to yield the ghost,
19:40 but still the envious flood kept in my soul.
19:43 It would not let it forth to find the empty glass
19:46 and wandering air.
19:47 It smothered it within my canting god,
19:50 which almost burst and belched at the sea.
19:54 I won't go on with this, sir.
19:56 No, no, no.
19:58 My dream was lengthened after life.
20:00 Oh, that began the tempest to my soul.
20:03 I crossed the thought of melancholy flood
20:05 with that grim ferryman the poet write of.
20:08 To the kingdom of perpetual night.
20:11 The first that there did greet my stranger soul
20:14 was my great father-in-law, the renowned Warwick,
20:17 who cried aloud, "What scourge, what perjury
20:20 "could this dark monarchy afford to false clerics?"
20:24 So he marched, and came wandering by,
20:27 in shadow like an angel.
20:30 Bright hair, deviled with blood.
20:33 He shrieked out aloud, "Clerics!"
20:37 "Clerics!" he scoffed.
20:39 "False, faking, perjured clerics
20:41 "that scat me in the field by huge breed.
20:43 "Seas of impurities, take you to your golden ends."
20:47 Then the thought leeched and fouled heavens and earth.
20:51 And a powdering in my ears, such hideous cries.
20:54 There was a very noise, like trembling weight.
20:58 For a season after,
21:04 I could not believe that I was in hell.
21:07 Such terrible oppression made my dream.
21:11 No marvel, my lord, that it affrighted you.
21:16 I promise you I am afraid to hear you tell it.
21:20 O Breckenbury, I have done those things
21:24 which now bear evidence against my soul.
21:27 For Edward's sake.
21:30 See how he requites me.
21:33 O God, if my deep prayers will not appease thee,
21:37 but thou wilt be avenged on my misdeeds.
21:41 Then execute thy wrath on me alone.
21:45 O spare my guiltless wife and my poor children.
21:50 I pray thee, gentle chief, assain me.
21:55 My soul is heavy, and thy fame is weak.
22:01 I will, my lord.
22:04 God give you grace.
22:09 Good rest.
22:12 What time of day unto your royal grave?
22:17 Upon Princely Buckingham, I give that.
22:21 Good morrow, Kate Bates.
22:23 God make your grace as joyous as you have.
22:25 But now the Duke of Buckingham and I have come from visiting his majesty.
22:29 He hath revoked the order for the execution of the Duke, your brother.
22:33 What likelihood be the mendment, lord?
22:36 But who comes here?
22:38 By heaven, I think there's no man secure but the Queen's kindred
22:42 and night-walking heavens that trudge betwixt the King and Mistress Shaw.
22:47 Heard you not what an humble sublime lord Hastings was to her for his delivery?
22:51 I am but complaining to her deity. God, my lord Chamberlain is limited.
22:55 But in what? I think it is our way, if we will keep in favour with the King,
22:59 to be her men that wear her livery, the jealous, faded Queen and Mistress Shaw,
23:04 since that our brother doth them gentle women almighty gossips in our monarchy.
23:09 I beseech your gracious mercy, pardon me.
23:15 His majesty has straightly given them charge that no man shall have private conference of what degree soever with your brother.
23:20 Even so, I am pleased, your worship.
23:22 You may partake of anything we say. We speak no treason, man.
23:26 We say the King is wise and virtuous, and his noble Queen well-struck in years, fair and not jealous.
23:33 We say that Shaw's wife hath a pretty foot, a cherry lip, a bonny eye, a passing pleasing tongue,
23:40 and that the Queen's kindred are made gentle folks. How say you, sir? Can you deny all this?
23:44 Well, this my lord and myself have naught to do with it.
23:46 Naught to do with Mistress Shaw?
23:48 Tell thee, fellow, he that doth naught with her, excepting one, wherebest to do it secretly alone.
23:52 What one, my lord?
23:53 A husband, nay, wouldst thou betray me?
23:55 I beseech your gracious mercy, pardon me.
23:57 And with all forbear all confidence that you can fair us.
24:00 I cannot tell you.
24:02 The world is grown so bad that wrens may pray, but eagles dare not purge.
24:05 Since every jack became a gentleman, as many a gentle person made a jack.
24:09 Well, who comes here?
24:10 A new delivered haste, sir.
24:12 Good time of day, aren't you, my gracious lord?
24:14 As much as you, my good lord Chamberlain.
24:16 Where are you welcome to this open air?
24:18 How hath your lordship booked him prisoner?
24:20 With patience, good Catesby, as prisoners must.
24:22 My lord, farewell, good Brattonbury.
24:24 But I shall live, my lord, to give them thanks that were the cause of my imprisonment.
24:28 No doubt, no doubt. And so shall clouds too, for they that were your enemies are his and have prevailed as much on him as you.
24:34 More fitted that the eagle should be new, while kites and buzzards pray at liberty.
24:39 What news abroad?
24:41 No news so vavid abroad as this at home. The king is sickly weak and melancholy, and his positions fear him mightily.
24:47 I suppose that news is bad indeed.
24:50 He hath kept an eagle diet long, and overmuch consumed his royal person.
24:55 It is very briefest of the morning.
24:59 Where is he, Catesby? In his bed?
25:01 Yes, sir.
25:02 God grant him health.
25:04 Did you confer with him?
25:08 We did, my lord, if he desires to be a patron of the Dukes of Gloucester and the brothers of the Queen.
25:13 I betrix them and you, my good lord chamberlain, and sent to warn you to his royal presence.
25:17 They do me wrong, and I will not endure it.
25:21 Who are they that proclaim unto the king that I forsook them, stirred them, and loved them not?
25:26 I know the poor they love his grace, but likely they are still viziers with such deception for a while,
25:30 because I cannot flatter and be fair.
25:32 Smiley men, hasty, smooth, diseased, and calm, duck with French laws, and Apeish courtesy,
25:38 I must say they are the rightful assembly.
25:40 Cannot acclaim manly affecting the world, but thus his simple truth must be abused by chalicons,
25:46 sly, insinuating jacks, for whom in all this presence speaks your great king.
25:50 Believe, Catesby, nor honesty, nor grace, whatever I endure thee, when doth be wrong,
25:53 or me, or thee, or any other patron of the king upon you all,
25:57 his royal grace whom God preserves better than you would wish,
26:00 requires cares of breeding, while that you must trouble him with new boot complaints.
26:04 Come, come, we know your meaning, brother Goster.
26:06 You end in my advance unto my praise.
26:09 God grant we never may have need of you.
26:11 Meantime, God grant that we have need of you.
26:13 Our brother is imprisoned by your means, by so disgraced and vulnerability held in contempt,
26:18 while great promotions are daily given to a noble dose that can some two days in swear worth a loathe.
26:24 My God, great music!
26:26 [music]
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