10. VALENTINEUnless it be to think that she is by And feed uponthe shadow of perfection Except I be by Silvia in thenight, There is no music in the nightingale; Unless I lookon Silvia in the day, There is no day for me to look upon;She is my essence, and I leave to be, If I be not by herfair influence Foster'd, illumined, cherish'd, kept alive. Ifly not death, to fly his deadly doom: Tarry I here, I butattend on death: But, fly I hence, I fly away from life. The queen get’s up from her throne; but Will keeps looking at her, admiring her beauty and her pride. The queen prances and walks like a proud peacock guarded with the utmost security. With Rosaline wrapped around his arms his heart was already pecked by the Queen of England. WILL looks at the queen from outside and dream of her; he sees her and is inspired. He runs and writes the lines for the Moor THE QUEEN WALKS WITH HER GUARDS AND DISMISSES THEM, UNTIL SHE ENTERS INTO HER ROOM. FRAME CHANGE AND NOW THE ROOM OF THE QUEEN* (flood lights on) QUEEN making herself ready for bed and talking to the nurse, goes and straightens the bed sheetOOOOhh Nurse!! The play.. The play.. The play.. Tell me Didyou like Proteus or Valentine best? Proteus for speaking,Valentine for looks? NURSEOh, I wasn't that flattered with them. QUEENoh nurse! Stage love will never be true love while the law ofthe land has our heroines being played by pipsqueak boys inpetticoats and long wigs! NURSESomeone was looking at you tonight. QUEENAll the men at court are without poetry. If they see me theysee my fortune, my power and my position. I will have poetryin my life. And adventure. And love. Love above all. NURSELike Valentine and Silvia? Putting the bed sheet on the Queen but the Queen restlessly removes it The Broken Q’WILL
11. QUEENNo! Not the artful postures of love! But love that overthrowslife. LOVE which is Unbiddable. Ungovernable, like a riot inthe heart, and nothing to be done, come ruin or rapture.Love! as there has never been in a play. I will have love orI will end my days as a... NURSEbut your majesty you are the queen, the queen of England. Howcan you even think of... QUEENOh, but I would be Valentine and Silvia too. (Kissing thenurse) Oh good nurse, God save you and good night. (She goesover to the window and looks out longingly.) I would stayasleep my whole life if I could dream myself into a companyof players.)scene changes, when Will is seen writing the firstscene, constantly thinking and writing and thinkingabout Rosaline; he is successful enough is gettingthe 1st scene ready WILL(enthusiastically kissing the pages in his handswhile hurrying on)So have I ! \"The Moor and Rosaline\", Scene One. God,I am good!)Rosaline? What? HENSLOWE (IRRITATED) WILLI must meet Rosaline, this instance. I just can’t wait.Because of her, i can finally write. Finally,. (Background music with voice of Black Shadow.) BLACK SHADOWsssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss……… be aware Master..Be aware or you shall be…. (Will looks up in the crowded street here and there while going to meet Rosaline)shall be…. Shall be…. Will bangs through the door of Rosaline's house without ceremony and runs upstairs. WILLRosaline! My Love! My Muse! My chest of Inspiration. Whereare you? The Broken Q’WILL
12.He bursts into the sleeping room. Lambert andRosaline, startled by his sudden appearance, hastilydisengage. Rosaline covers her body with the bedsheets.Mr. Lambert? WILL (SHOCKED) (CONT’D) LAMBERT(pulling up his breeches)Like you, I found her ripe, fertile and ready to beharvested !*touches Rosaline and pulls his pants up WILLI would have made you immortal.Master…… I... ROSALINE WILL (enters the room and pushes Lambert thus snatching away the bangle from her hand)So to seduce!—won by his shameful lust The will of my mostseeming-virtuous Rosaline.I could have made you immortal ORosaline, et tu...et tuuuu… even youuuu..(Wiping his tears off, he looks at Lambert and says) WILL (CONT’D)You tell Mr. Fennyman, that he has lost a play by WilliamShakespeare. (with pride) LAMBERTAnd by what means do you think he would care of that? TheCurtain is ready for Kit, your best buddy (chuckles) ...Christopher Marlowe. WILL (in whisper)MARLOWE? aaahhh.. The playhouses are opened? LAMBERTIt has, Master Shakespeare. And it is Kit whose play; wouldgrace the theater. If you won’t then…. WILLBut the plague? And Kit? (in whisper) The Broken Q’WILL
13. LAMBERTYes, I know. I know.. The curtains can’t wait for you, oh!Glorious Master.. But as said, the show must go on. (voice being played from the back)BLACK SHADOW- or you will be…. DeceivedAnger engulfs Will, Black Shadow enters. (center spot on) BLACK SHADOWWhy, do you say that you will marry this woman. Therefore,idiot, abandon the society of this female.maybe you’ll get itif I say “woman,” instead. Say it all at once, now:abandonthe society of this female, or, simpleton, you’ll perish. WILL Looking around with no clue where the sound is coming from.Just go, you scoundrel and let me think, Who are you, whereare you.. Show yourself or Let me be..let me experience mysorrow.. Oh! Roaline! How could you, how could she. Mylove!My muse! Just let me be. Goooo BLACK SHADOWLet me put it in a way you’ll understand Master- you’lldie.Or, rather, I’ll kill you, or I’ll do away with you, orI’ll turn your life into death and your freedom intocaptivity.I’ll poison you, or beat you with a club, or stabyou with a sword. I’ll bandy you about and overwhelm you withmy cleverness.I will, in other words, kill you in threehundred and fifty ways. Therefore, tremble with fear andleave.Cause I am YOU masterin fear he, run screaming with thought and entersinto the bar where he is encountered by Henslow. Hehas opened the doors of theater for auditions afterthe plague. But Will is consumed and sinking in hisown misery. Here in this fiasco he meets Kit Marlow. HENSLOWEWill.. Will.. where is my play. I will buy you a barrel ofBrandy but please give me my play.. I beg of you.. Fennymanis on the verge of burning my boots. Will..Will..Will WILL (moving towards the bar and speaks to the barkeeper)Give me to drink Mandragora.Straight up, Will? BARKEEPER HENSLOWEWill, if you don’t me a play, you see, you will have it. Notfrom me but from Fennyman. He will kill you. (MORE)The Broken Q’WILL
14. HENSLOWE (CONT’D)He will kill me too. He will kill us. Where are you looking?What is up with you? (taking a sip of Will’s drink) Rosalinehas gone. Go on, move onto another street- side- scumbag,another whore, they are all over the street at night andbroad daylight dressed in their lost vanity, red lips andloose character for 200 pence for a night. Go there. WILLHenslowee (in anger, holding his collar)Will (in fear) HENSLOWE WILLJust Go. The worst was this: my love was my decay. (when Henslowe leaves, Marlowe is seen standing there, sipping his Brandy and smirking. Henslowe leaves but is called on by Fennyman and Lambert who also are enjoying their evening Brandy) MARLOWEGive my friend a beaker of your best brandy. He is exhaustedfrom all the Play writing. Aren’t you master ( in a sarcasticmanner) Will turns around to the man who is sitting further down the bar. It is Christopher Marlowe, his stiff competitor.Kit! WILL MARLOWEHow goes it, Will? Will: Wonderful, wonderful. MARLOWE (CONT’D)Fennyman says you have a play? WILL (holding up a coin)I have, and the chinks to show for it. (to the barkeeper) Iinsist, a beaker for Mr. Marlowe. (to Marlowe) I hear youhave a new play for the Curtain?) MARLOWENot new, my \"Dr. Faustus\". WILLAh. I love your early work! (quoting) \"Was this the face thatlaunched a thousand ships and burnt the topless towers ofIlium?\" what a piece, what work ( with lots of attitude) MARLOWEaaahhh... I have a new one nearly finished, and better. \"TheMassacre at Paris\". The Broken Q’WILL
15. WILL (faking to be impressed)Good title. MARLOWEAnd yours? Master Shakespeare? WILLaaaa..haaa... Moor and the Pirate's Daughter(sighing) Yes, Iknow, I know. It’s a play of Master Shakespeare.) MARLOWEand… What is the story? WILL (evasively)Well, there's this pirate... (admitting) In truth, I have notwritten a word. I am not able to, i just can’t, i am just MARLOWE (thoughtfully, looking his glass of Brandy)you are Will? So you said moor...? The moor's name isOthello….who is a black soldier. Who has impressed his entiretroop with his valor and vanquishment. WILL Pretending to know everything but in a sly manner stealing the concept by Marlowe.Yes,yes that's good. Until he meets... MARLOWEaaaa...the white Desdemona.Do you think? WILL MARLOWEThe army chief's daughter. WILL (thoughtfully listening)The daughter of his chief! MARLOWE (continues poring his ideas )but his own trustworthy person, Iago turns the tables aroundand plots and plans moor jealous.Iago! Good name! WILL The Broken Q’WILL
16. HENSLOWEWill!!! What about my play Will? WILL Pulling him to one sideHenslowe, call the people. We are ready to deliver a play.And this time, it is going to be the best of the best. Openthe curtain. The show is about to begin.Henslowe in the utmost joy and happiness, stands onthe chair and screams HENSLOWEListen one and all.. The greatest playwright of all masterWilliam Shakespeare has come up with another play and theauditions have been opened. Let the show beginnn..Oh! What cliche! MARLOWEWill looks at Marlowe and his face of jealousy. Hesmirks but yet again he is interrupted by a hissingsound (sound from the background) BLACK SHADOWssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssWill.. Will HENSLOWEYes, I'm coming! WILL (to Marlowe)Good luck with yours, Kit! MARLOWEI thought your play was for Fennyman? WILL (stops and looks)This is a different one. MARLOWEA different one you haven't written?Will makes a helpless gesture and runs afterHenslowe.The audition is in full swing. Will and Henslowe aresitting in the gallery, while one actor after theother tries his luck, all reciting the same lines. The Broken Q’WILL
17. PLAYER 1Was this the face that launched a thousand ships and burntthe topless towers of Ilium?Thank you! HENSLOWE PLAYER 2Was this the face that launched a thousand ships and burntthe topless towers of Ilium? Sweet Helen, make me immortalwith a kiss! HENSLOWE (unexpectedly)Very good, Mr. Excellent. Report to the property master!(apologetically to Will who looks at him outraged) My tailor!Wants to be an actor. I have a few debts here and there.Well, that seems to be everybody. Did you see your OTHELLO? WILLha.. joke .. Othello.. HENSLOWEWell, I to my work, you to yours. Will has stretched himself on a bench, exhausted. Thus he does not notice at first that another player has arrived on the stage. QUEEN (in boy's costume and wearing a hat)Excuse me sir... May I begin, sir? WILL (turning his head)Your name? QUEENThomas Kent. I... I would like to do a speech by a writer whocommands the heart of every player. WILL Is just sighing.Not Marlowe again! WILL (CONT’D)Oh! Marlowe ! Marlowe! Marlowe QUEEN/THOMAS KENT (center spot on)What light is light, if Silvia be not seen? What joy is joyif Silvia be not by? Unless it be to think that she is by.Andfeed upon the shadow of perfection. (MORE) The Broken Q’WILL
18. QUEEN/THOMAS KENT (CONT’D)Except I be by Silvia in the night,There is no music in thenightingale. Unless I look on Silvia in the day, There is noday for me to look upon. She is my essence, and I leave tobe, If I be not by her.... WILL Has stood up and is looking spellbound down to the stage. His amazement about hearing his own verses has soon given way to excitement over the acting talent of the boy.Take off your hat! QUEEN/THOMAS KENTWhat? (startled) WILLI said, take off your hat!My Hat? QUEEN/THOMAS KENT Will Where'd you learn how to do that? This was only shown to the royalty. Take off that hat now.I - I... QUEEN/THOMAS KENT (CONT’D) WILLLet me see you, take off your hat! QUEEN/THOMAS KENTAre you Ma... Master Shakespeare? WILL suddenly full of enthusiasmWait there! Wait there! Queen/Thomas Kentmay i kindly take your leave, i am in a rush to... The queen runs.Will runs with all his might, he is interrupted by Henslowe who screams and asks him as to what happened but Will doesn't stop. He runs and before he could reach close to Thomas Kent; the paper were flung into the air and he was distracted. The moment he bends down to pick those papers up; he sees the queen, wearing the same clothes as that of Thomas Kent which left Will confused. He finds himself in the exit of the theater with the picture of a busy street. He sees the queen exiting from the area but is confused. The Broken Q’WILL
19. The queen walks into her palace with the pride on her sleeves Will looks into her eyes with the utmost love and doubt. (BEAM LIGHTS) SOLDIER Move! You rat WILL falls on the road, and keeps looking into the eyes, he stops the Queen and looks into her eyes and smilesWhat light is light? HENSLOWEWill! Will! Your Majesty. (running behind Will)Oh your Majesty. WILLWhat light is light? Being pushed by the guard. Falling and getting up but eyes set on the Queen. HENSLOWEare you losing your mind! This is the Queen.. WillWill Love looks not with the eyes, but the mind. HENSLOWE (CONT’D)what, what are you saying QUEEN filled with Pride but shaking a little. who is this man, why is he stopping my way. You move away. Don’t you know i am the queen bow down before me or I shall banish you from England. SOLDIER (pulling him and making Will bow)bow you idiot. (and pushes Will aside) HENSLOWEWhat is up with you these days, that was the queen, you fool.Do you think Banishment is a bliss you idiot. WILL (lost in the looks of the Queen)and though she be but little.. She is fierce. The Broken Q’WILL
20. HENSLOWEwhat? She is the Queen. I think we have had enough of workfor today. Come crazy lad. WILLLet’s settle for that.. K..k.. Kent guy.. HENSLOWEWhom you chased down the street. WILLyes! I love him. Call him and let the rehearsals begin fromtomorrow. But now,I have to meet someone. You set the rest ofthe cast. I trust you. But i must go now.Will! Will. HENSLOWESCENE 3 Will starts to run and chase the queen. He is excited. He wants to see her. Just to listen to her voice. But to his surprise he sees the Queen dancing and talking to the Nurse. (FLOOD LIGHTS) NURSEOh Lord, just kill that Will, you see what has he done to outchild. My little lamb,Oh Lord kill him just Kill him. QUEENI saw Master Shakespeare today.. Oh nurse.what? NURSE QUEENyes! Oh nurse! yes! He stood right in front of me. Completelyfearless.. so majestic and towering. A little ink on his face(laughs) and.. NURSEYour majesty. (shocked) QUEENyes.. Yes i know i know...i am the Queen.. The Queen ofEngland. But i also want to fall in love.I also want to bewith the Player. I want to live NURSEyour majesty. You are living. And fall in love with whom?That Pedestrian Will.You are the queen; besides your alliancehas already been fixed with Lord Wessex in four weeks!Remember! QUEEN The Broken Q’WILL
21. (with sadness in her voice, gets up and walks to her chair)let me be oh Nurse NURSEYour majesty, you are young virgin. Why would you want to bein a company of Players. You have a life of fortune,sophistication and luxury. Why do you want to be with those,nasty stinking rats who live next to street and eat dirt,whosleep around with harlots and are happy with 5 shillings aday. Why ? QUEENbut they live their unachieved life on the stage.Unachievable love is achievable on stage. They can breatheand be free…. NURSEBut you Majesty. You are already living the life. The lifewhich everyone dies to live, you only deign to live. QUEENyou are right. You are right. I am the Queen. (wiping off hertears), i am ready to go. Ready to go and marry the Master OfSpain…(sighs) in four weeks.. NURSEtake some rest now and dream of the Master and the life youwill be living. Two kingdoms, another addition to the family.Long Live England. QUEENYes! Long Live England. (with sadness) NURSEyour majesty I don’t know what has made you get completelysmitten by this larrikin. QUEENoh! nurse, WHAT'S IN A NAME?THAT WHICH WE CALL A ROSE,BY ANYOTHER NAME WOULD SMELL AS SWEET. WILL enters from behind when he hears these lines, he know that he has completely fallen for the Queen, he smirks and this scares the nurse, she says NURSEaaaa.. Your majesty… QUEENdancing in the room-Oh, how this spring of love resemble, Theuncertain glory of an April day, Which now shows all beautyof the Sun, And... WILLby and by a cloud takes all away. The Broken Q’WILL
22. QUEENturns back MASTER SHAKESPEARE. Oh!my WILLLove looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, Andtherefore is winged Cupid is painted blind. NURSEGuards.. Guards. A trespasser has entered. Help help! TheQueen is in Trouble. (at once the queen and Will shut the mouth of the nurse and tell her to calm down) QUEEN swallowing her saliva biting her lipsGood sir, I heard you are a poet. (She smiles at him, but Will is not able to utter a single word. He is dumb with adoration.)But a poet of no words? WILL (putting the bangle on the Queen’s hand)Shall I compare you to a summer’s day? You are more lovelyand more moderate: Harsh winds disturb the delicate buds ofMay, and summer doesn’t last long enough. Sometimes the sunis too hot, and its golden face is often dimmed by clouds.All beautiful things eventually become less beautiful, eitherby the experiences of life or by the passing of time. Butyour eternal beauty won’t fade, nor lose any of its quality.And you will never die, as you will live on; in my enduringpoetry. As long as there are people still alive to read poemsthis sonnet will live, and you will live in it. QUEENMaster Shakespeare, how could you come inside? Has anyoneseen you? WILLyes someone did see me, this fat lady standing here. looking at the nurse; who is burning with fury, she is nearly about to yell but she keeps quiet because of the queen. The Queen laughs. NURSEyour majesty, there are soldiers all around this palace. Irecommend you to send this scoundrel away this instance ifyou want to avoid any menace. Queen looking deeply into Will’s eyes, not giving any heed to the cautionary words of the Nurse QUEEN The Broken Q’WILL
23. Pulling Will closer to her and running her hands on him.i see nothing but trouble, i feel your breath under my neckbut that is a risk i am willing to take. I see an entireocean of happiness but i see it being guarded by a range ofspeculations and hindrances. But maybe we will silently meetwhen we are older when you are free and i am aloof from allresponsibilities of being a queen. When i will be right foryou and you will be right for me. But right now I am chaosfor your thoughts and you are a poison to my position.but your majesty WILLthe nurse smirks. Will gives a nasty look to thenurse; the queen at once summons her to the guard theroom and alert them while they talk. QUEENnurse! Keep a watch while i have a conversation with MasterShakespeare. Nurse- but your majesty! QUEEN (CONT’D)please! Clasping her hand please oh! kind nurse.The nurse exists, but the moment she leaves theQueen’s room she sees the guards standing right infront of her. (Blue Lights on Stage& BEAM LIGHTS ON)WALKING UP AND DOWN NERVOUSLY. NURSEoohh! You scared me. You stupid pawns. GUARDwe heard you screaming. Is everything alright? Is the Queenin danger.yes! She she is… NURSE (*remembering the queen’s smile, she smiles and looks at the guards staring at her)yes! If the Queen was in danger; do you think i would bestanding her calmly and having tet-a-tet session with youidiots. (with sarcasm) GUARDSbut you don’t look calm in any way. You are sweating head totoe. NURSEme.. Ohh my..ooohh noo.. Noo fine lad. I am fine. But as amatter of fact, i cannot hide this the queen is in dangerthat master.. The master The Broken Q’WILL
24.( at that very moment she heard a thumping sound ofthe bed )what? Who master? GUARD (they were ready to break open the door)Nurseyes! The master.. the of all insects.. The great black spiderwas found inside her room.(*a large sound of thumping was heard and then itstopped) NURSEbut well then.. I think the queen has killed it. Lets allleave and let her sleep. I will be sitting outside andkeeping her guard. (sits on a rocking chair and covering the sound coming from inside)Go chop- chop. You silly pawns can leave now.The voice of the narrator is heard when the queen andWill are having sex, each time the bed rocks thenurse keeps moving the beads of the rosary. She praysto keep the Queen happy. She knew that the Queen isno longer a virgin. She knows that the Queen has letloose. But she still keeps praying and walking up anddown; each time with the thumping sound NARRATORSpread you close curtain, love-performing night, Thatrunaway’s eyes may wink.Leap to these arms, untalked of andunseen. Lovers can see to do their amorous rites.By their ownbeauties; or, if love be blind, It best agrees with night.Come, civil night, You sober-suited matron, all in black,Andlearn me how to lose a winning match, Played for a pair ofstainless maidenhoods: Hood my unmann'd blood, bating in thecheeks,With the black mantle; till strange love, grown bold. (FLOOD LIGHT ON) QUEENNurse… Oh! Sweet nurse. Where are you NURSEoh! Your majesty. What has happened. What is this. Where isthat filthy country mouse. Where is he.he has left. QUEEN(smiling) NURSEthis room is a mess, Christ. let me fix those sheets.she sees blood on the sheet and is shockedYour Majesty. The Broken Q’WILL
25. (Lifting the sheets)what is this, have you? Are you? What you not??.. my Jesus.Lord Almighty Father (she sits on the floor) QUEENyes! You have taken care of me since my birth and i havenever lie to you. And let this also not be an instance whereand when i never lie to you. I was once snow pure white but idrifted. Nurse- My Child. My fair child. That… that beast;what has he done... what have you done my child. the queen simply smiles QUEEN (CONT’D)let me be. For i feel liberated. the guard knocks on the door, they both hurry and pretend as if nothing has happened. The guard comes with a letter addressed to the Nurse, as she is confused. The letter was from the company of players addressed to Thomas Kent GUARDPardon me for disturbing you at this hour of the day. Butthere is a letter which has arrived for Nurse Mary’s nephew-Thomas Kent. NURSEmy nephew? Who? Thomas Kent? QUEENOOOhh yes! Yes! That’s for me.What? NURSE QUEENoh! Nurse. You have the memory like that of a goldfish. Wemet your nephew in the countryside when we were on our way tomeet Master Of Spain ( winking at the nurse) NURSEoohh! Yes yes! Cousin Jane’s son Thomas Kent. it’s been yearssince i have seen her, her family just completely slipped mymind. Thank you. (takes the letter) God Bless you andgoodnight.) as soon as the guard leaves, the queen snatches the letter and starts to read it. It was the call for the play Othello. He has been cast for the main role. NURSE (CONT’D)my child. There is a fair share of explanation which you needto give; to explain what just happened now. The Broken Q’WILL
26. QUEENnurse, you might have to sit down for this. i am man….. and awoman. I am the man of theater and the woman who runs theentire England.what? NURSEQueen (* she opens her drawer and puts her wig and mustache on)i am Thomas Kent. NURSE (CONT’D) (in utter shock)and this letter? You will be working? You will be acting. MyLady, you the Queen will step into the threshold of thetheater? it ‘s a mighty disgrace to the kingdom. Oh! Theblack shadows of misfortune has cast over this palace. Thisis wrong. QUEENoh! Fine Nurse. Let me live for once. And this is the onlygift i ask of you before i get married. Kindly let me dothis. I am begging you. NURSE ( is sad and just nods her head) QUEEN (reading Will's letter)Othello the moor of Venice.Othello, a romantic tragedy byWilliam Shakespeare. A story about how Othello the moor, ablack man falling in love with the white Desdemona.Highlighting the various journeys of life- love, jealousy,betrayal, revenge and repentance. NURSE (helping the queen into her dress)your majesty! QUEEN (beaming)Oh nurse!please... this play would give Thomas Kent the lifeof what The Queen Elizabeth was and has been dreaming of! NURSEMy lady, when your parents return I will tell them! QUEEN (imploringly seizing her nurse's hands)You will not tell! (MORE) The Broken Q’WILL
27. QUEEN (CONT’D)As I love you and as you love me, you will bind my breast andbuy me a boy's wig! You will let me live, and run as I wantto swim into the eternal sea of joy. I want to love and fallin love on stage with whom I am and not whom I am portrayedto be. NURSElive as much as you want. But remember. You are to marry LordWessex in four weeks. Let your Romeo know about it. Beforeanything bad happens. QUEENyes (sadly) i shall write him a letter. Telling himeverything. Oh! Heart! Don’t beat so hard. As already i amdying of sorrow.It hurts to breathe. It hurts to live.Everhas it been that love knows not its own depth until the hourof separation.No one compares to you, but there's no you,except in my dreams tonight.SCENE 4 First day of rehearsals. Manuscript pages are being handed out. Fennyman is also there.Will pulls Thomas who is rehearsing and tell him his encounter with the Queen. WILLohh! Thomas, i am in love! In love with the Queen of England. QUEEN/THOMAS KENT (holding up her letter)And this is for you, this is the letter from some lady, hadarrived during your absence WILLOh Thomas, she's cut my strings! I am unmanned, unmended andunmade, like a puppet in a box! (rounding on him): She tellsme to keep away. She is to marry Lord Wessex! What should Ido? QUEEN/THOMAS KENTIf you love her, you must do as she asks. WILLAnd break her heart and mine? QUEEN/THOMAS KENTIt is only yours; you can know! Will: She loves me, Thomas!Does she say so? QUEEN/THOMAS KENT (CONT’D) WILLNo. And yet she does where the ink has run with tears. The Broken Q’WILL
28. QUEEN/THOMAS KENTAh, her letter came to me by her nurse. WILLaaarrh! That ratchet nurse QUEEN/THOMAS KENTYes. - But perhaps she wept a little. - Tell me how you loveher, Will. Will: Like a sickness - and its cure together. QUEEN/THOMAS KENT (CONT’D) (breathlessly)Oh yes. Like rain and sun. Like cold and heat. Is your ladybeautiful? (pulling herself together) Hm, since I came herefrom the country, I have not seen her close. - Tell me, is...is she beautiful?) WILLThomas! If I could write the beauty of her eyes! I was bornto look in them and know myself!(He is looking directly into his eyes.) QUEEN/THOMAS KENT (moved)A... a... and her lips? WILL (moving even closer)Her lips? The early morning rose would wither on the branch,if it could feel envy! QUEEN/THOMAS KENT (hardly able to control herself anymore)And her voice? Like lark song? Will: Deeper. Softer. None ofyour twittering larks. I would banish nightingales from hergarden before they interrupt her song.Oh, she sings too? QUEEN/THOMAS KENT (CONT’D) WILLConstantly, without doubt. And plays the lute, she has anatural ear. - And her bosom! Did I mention her bosom? QUEEN/THOMAS KENT (trying to pull herself together)What of her bosom? WILL(enraptured)The Broken Q’WILL
29.Oh Thomas! A pair of pippins, as round and rare as goldenapples! QUEEN/THOMAS KENTI think the lady is wise to keep your love at a distance, forwhat lady could live up to it close to, when her eyes andlips and voice may be no more beautiful than mine? Besides,can a - can a lady of wealth and noble marriage love happilywith a Bankside poet and player? WILL (ardently)Yes, by God! Love knows nothing of rank or riverbank! It willspark between a queen and the poor vagabond who plays theking, and their love should be minded by each, for lovedenied blights the soul we owe to God! So tell my lady,William Shakespeare waits for her in the garden!He has grabbed the queen’s shoulders and has givenher a short shaking. She nearly faints of excitement.She has only one last counter-argument left. QUEEN/THOMAS KENTBut what of Lord Wessex? WILL (convinced)For one kiss I would defy a thousand masters in Spain. QUEEN/THOMAS KENT (being not able to control herself anymore, pulling him close)Oh Will! This is the very ecstasy of love, whose violentproperty for-does itself. And leads the will to desperateundertaking.they are disturbed by the sound of the rehearsal,when the queen takes off the mustache and leaves Willin a shocked stage.your majesty. WILL QUEEN/THOMAS KENTyes master. Graze on my lips, and if those hills be dry...Stray lower, where the pleasant fountains lie. I have fallenin love with you Oh Master but i won’t be able to play yourpart. I am sorry.Henslowe calls upon Will and the Queen puts back hismustache. HENSLOWE The Broken Q’WILL
30. (flipping nervously through the pages, to Will):what is this?? Will? Othello! It starts well, then it's alllong-faced about some Desdemona. Where's the comedy, Will?Where's the dog? Where are the humorous elements in the play. Will doesn't listen but greets the players enthusiastically. And keeps on staring at Thomas Kent who is sad and is pulled by one of the player to say his dialogue QUEEN/THOMAS KENTi am sorry, but i must leave. WILL (jumping onto the stage and addressing the players)Your attention, please! Gentlemen! Thank you! You arewelcome! Welcome! Welcome we are... FENNYMAN (mistrustful)Who is that? HENSLOWENobody. It's the author.Fennyman (jumping on the stage and pushing Will aside)I'll do it! Now listen to me, you drags! Actors are ten apenny, and I, Hugh Fennyman, hold your nuts in my hand... This is as far as he gets when the door of the theater is suddenly swung open with a bang and a handful men enter the room noisily, in front of them Ned Alleyn, the vain star of the company. ALLEYN (full of pathos)only nymphs like you can talk like that but actors, greatactors like me...act HENSLOWEAlleyn (pleased)Henslowe! ALLEYN Many of the players have run towards the newcomers, and a general greeting starts. FENNYMAN (crossly for having been interrupted)Who is this? The Broken Q’WILL
31. ALLEYN (drawing his sword half from its sheath, putting it back again and bellowing theatrically)Silence, you dog! I am Hieronimo! I am Tamburlaine! I amFaustus! I am Barrabas, the Jew of Malta! (turning to Will)Oh yes, Master Will, I am Henry the VI. (spreading his arms)What is the play and where is my part?i was talking FENNYMAN: ALLEYN (rounding on him and holding his collar) Who are you? FENNYMAN intimidatedI'm.. i am.. ah?I'm the money. ALLEYN (graciously)Then you may remain! so long as you remain silent. Payattention and you will see how a genius creates legend! FENNYMAN respectfullyThank you, sir! WILLMr. Fennyman.. i believe that... that God gave him a spark ofgenius and quenched it with perfection. But as far assomething like this.. Ohhh ALLEYN the only thing he haskilled is a bottle of Brandy. ALLEYNlet the curtain open and let the drama begin. But Will is not at peace. As the letter is burning a hole in his hand and heart. He wants to meet the queen this instance but cannot. He has his eyes fixed on Thomas Kent. he waits till the practice endsSCENE 5 Will is not at peace he runs up to the queen who is in her chamber, she is getting ready for bed and is having a conversation with the Nurse. She is still smitten by Will and the great works by him. The Broken Q’WILL
32. QUEENI did the right thing.. yes! I am the Queen of England. I didthe right thing. Yes yes yes! WILLCome what sorrow can, It cannot countervail the exchange ofjoy, That one short minute gives me in your sight.oh Will QUEEN (goes and hugs him) WILLYour majesty. I am here. I am here to ask you about thecontext of this letter. QUEENwe can never unite; Oh Will! As Thomas Kent my heart belongsto you but as Elizabeth the river divides us, and I mustperform my duty as the queen. Our love can and will never beaccepted. WILLbut i love you my lady.Queen (with red-rimmed eyes)You lie. You lie by the river as you lied in my bed. WILL (CONT’D) (sitting up and looking at her)My love is no lie. I have a wife, yes, and It needed no wifecome from Stratford to tell you that, and yet you let me cometo your bed. the queen is shocked when she heard this QUEENCalf love. I loved the writer and gave up the prize for asonnet. WILLI was.. I was more deceived. It was a mistake, you said. Butthe cruel thing was, it felt like the mistake was mine, fortrusting you. QUEENYes, you were deceived. For I did not know how much I lovedyou. I love you, Will - beyond poetry! A glooming peace thismorning with it brings.The sun for sorrow will not show hishead. Go hence, to have more talk of these sad things, Someshall be pardoned and some punished. For never was a story ofmore woe, than this, but we can never unite. The Broken Q’WILL
33. will gets up, bends in front of the queen and exits. Here he walks in his solitude when the black shadow enters and mocks at him. BLACK SHADOWssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss Yet each man kills the thing he lovesBy each let this be heard Some do it with a bitter look Somewith a flattering word The coward does it with a kiss Thebrave man with a swordNow I let you decide you or me Here in the forest dark anddeepOf who would cradle you, to an eternal sleep. LISTENING TO THE SOUND AND SCARED. HE BUMPS ONTO MARLOW WHOIS HAVING AN INTENSE HEATED ARGUMENT WITH HENSLOWE ON THE WAY (FLOOD LIGHTS)Henslowe? MARLOWEWho’s there? HENSLOWE MARLOWEMarlowe! You are playing my \"Dr. Faustus\" this afternoon.Don't spend yourself in sport! HENSLOWEWhat do you want, Kit? MARLOWEMy \"Massacre at Paris\" is complete. HENSLOWEWhat, you have the last act? MARLOWEIf you have the money?Tomorrow. HENSLOWE MARLOWEThen tomorrow you shall have the pages.how much? HENSLOWE MARLOWETwenty pounds on delivery. HENSLOWENow, what is money to men like us? Besides, if I need a play,I have another waiting, a comedy by Shakespeare. The Broken Q’WILL
34. MARLOWEOh, \"OTHELLO\"? (shaking his head) what an unintelligentapproach Mr.Henslowe. You know the queen loves my plays, thenobility appreciates my work. Oh! Even my play dialogues areused during his auditions. Master it is!!!. Ha! He is auneducated scumbag who cheats.Marlowww!! WILL MARLOWEWhere is that thieving hack who can't keep his pen in his ownink pot?What do you mean? WILL MARLOWOh! Will, we all know you pretend. You pretend to fit withus. You think your work is accepted and appreciated. Don’tforget, majority of your plot lines are narrated to you byme. WILLshut your gob before i tear your gut and rip you apart. MARLOWyes! Trust him not OH! Henslowe; for he is just an upstartcrow, beautified with our feathers and by ours, I mean myfeathers! You have been walking on my footsteps and stealingmy work. And you call yourself a playwright. What do youknow? What qualification do you hold? You illiteratenincompoop. Here enters the black shadow, dancing and prancingon the mystery and the confused state of Will. heinstigates Will. Will's color changes. (SPOT ON WILL, CENTER SPOT) BLACK SHADOWDraw if you be a man!........ If you prick us, do we notbleed? If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If you poison us,do we not die? And if you wrong us, shall we not revengeMASTER?(dances around Will and provokes him, with his ownlines. Will gets fed up of the constant taunts by theBlack Shadow) WILLthat’s it. I cannot take this anymore. You.. you deep darkpitch of smoke. Now my sword will speak. Who are you, youbastard Answer me! BLACK SHADOWLooking deep into his eyes YOU!Marlowe-Will!! What are you doing? The Broken Q’WILL
35. WILLthat’s it... As no man can ever disrespect the work i havedone. You say i stole your limelight. Here let me show youthe light. Let me show you how uneducated , ruthless, filthyand unsuccessful i am. Now you see.. MARLOWEWill!! What are you doing? Stop. Stop StopWill no… noo HENSLOWE BLACK SHADOWTeach me.. Tell me who you are. Tell me Will, tell the wholeworld.. Who you are!!!!!!!!!! WILLi am MASTER WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE. (anger)Out, out, brief candle!Out!HE TAKES THE KNIFE AND STABS MARLOWE.He is later brought back to his senses. He cries andtouches the feet of Marlowe. He takes his dagger andpierces it into Marlow’s body. Blood gushes out andWill runs away in pain. WILL (CONT’D) (horror-stricken)What have I done. He was the first man among us. BlackShadow- ahahahahahhahaha..sssssssssss….ahahhaha...ssssssLife is but a walking shadow,a poor player that struts andfrets his hour upon the stage and is heard no more.It is atale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifyingnothing. What’s done is done. WILL (CONT’D)Oh! Lord! I am a murderer. I have killed him. I have killedhim. WILL:God forgive me! God forgive me!...For Jesus Christ's sake… He cries out with pain, sobbing he begs for mercyand forgiveness but he is being pulled away. Hecannot ask for repentance! He is surrounded withgrief and self-loathing.soaked in the blood ofMarlowe he enters into the stage. He is standingbehind the stage, Will is burning and bursting withanger. he knows what the Queen has done and feelsbetrayed. the theater is packed with people and theplay of Othello is being acted out, but Will has sethis eyes on the Queen. He sees the queen getting upfrom her throne and speaking the lines of Desdemona. The Broken Q’WILL
36. WILLMy Lady. You did it. I knew my love is true. I knew it. BLACK SHADOWsssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss Not so fastmaster.Look or you will slip again.Entry of Othello (FLOOD LIGHTS) OTHELLODesdemona and Cassio, Iago was right. He was right. Thatwhore.If he had as many lives as he’s got hairs on his head,I would’ve killed them all in revenge. QUEEN/DESDEMONAwhat has made you angry my Lord! Why you consumed with anger. OTHELLOWhat, you whore, are you crying for him right in front of me? QUEEN/DESDEMONAO, banish me, my lord, but kill me not!Down, whore! OTHELLO QUEEN/DESDEMONA-Kill me tomorrow: let me live to-night! OTHELLONo, if you struggle with meBut half an hour! QUEEN/DESDEMONA OTHELLOBeing done, there is no pause. QUEEN/DESDEMONABut while I say one prayer!And this moment Will pulls back Othello and drenchedin the blood of Marlowe he enters into the stage andstarts to strangle DesdemonaIt is too late WILL QUEEN/DESDEMONAyou are hurting me Will, please.. stop will please... will(getting the feeling of being choked) The Broken Q’WILL
37. WILL -it’s too late YOUR MAJESTY (WITH ANGER) WILL (CONT’D)kiss to the woman whom i loved and hail to the Queen ofENGLAND. NARRATORMy love is like a fever, still constantly desiring the thingthat caused the illness; feeding on the thing that prolongsit, to please the unhealthy appetite of my body. My reason,the doctor of my love, angry that I'm not following hisdirections, has abandoned me and now I find that I'm dyingfrom the desire that his medicine would have cured. I'm pastcure now, and my reason doesn't care, and I'm frantic withincreasing worry. My thoughts and words are like a madman's,randomly expressing nonsense; because I have insisted thatyou are good, and bright as day, whereas you are as black ashell and dark as night. DEATH OF THE QUEEN (Will runs to his room where he is crying and pacing up and down without any peace. he doesn't know nor understand what sick thing he has done. while pacing he looks into the mirror, he sees himself turning black. a black patch has engulfed him and he is rubbing his hands, trying to remove the blood of both Marlow and The Queen's but it doesn't go. he screams, yells and starts beating himself. this is when the subconscious mind comes and takes the form of a man. he laughs and says) BLACK SHADOWssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss what have you done MasterShakespeare.YOU HAVE KILLED THE ONE WHOM YOU LOVED THEMOST.You killed the Queen? The face of England! WILLno i did nothing.. you made me do this. you made me kill mybeloved. you it is you. BLACK SHADOWme? hahahahha! i am you.. You. you are like a toad;ugly andvenomous. you have no CONTROL over your mind.you are a thief,a SCOUNDREL and a MISTAKE. grief and JEALOUSY has made youinto a monster and sometimes you say and do things to thepeople you love that you can't forgive yourself for. that'swhat you did master. your THEATER your characters, your plot,your Verona,your failed approaches of love has engulfed you. WILLno no nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!! no i didn't doanything. i can fix this. i can do it. i.. i... (MORE) The Broken Q’WILL
38. WILL (CONT’D)i can do this.. please. please.I often thought I could hearthe sound of darkness as it is stolen across the horizon,rushing towards me. i am covered in blood of the love of mylife, my muse, my soul who could have been made immortal..but here i am, overwhelmed by a sorrow so poignant. once shefinally died i felt in all candor,a great release but it wassoon replaced by the return of that dark and morbidmelancholy that has been following me like a black dog all mylife.Entry of the two dancers,who are the tentacles of theBlack Shadow. BLACK SHADOWwrite master will, write, write write, write write writewrite write.You know who you are, and what you write?You areoften thought of as being remarkably bright, and yet yourbrains, more often than not,are busily devising new andinteresting ways of bringing your enemies to sudden, gagging,writhing, agonizing death.You have vented out that on yourcharacters. You never gave them justice.You never lovedanyone except you oh! Pompous man.You couldn’t commit to yourwife, your kids, the theater, the queen and now toYOURSELF.For shame sir, for shame!One at a time all the characters enter with theirrespective marks of tragedy. The Black Shadow callsin the spirits.Et tu, Brute? JULIUS CAESAR HAMLETIf it be now,'tis not to come; if it be not to come, it willbe now; if it be not now, yet it will come: the readiness isall: since no man has aught of what he leaves, what is't toleave betimes? OTHELLOi kiss'd thee ere i kill’d thee; no way but this;Killingmyself, to die upon a kiss. STEPHNODead men have to pay their debts. BLACK SHADOWyour end is here Master. The curtains haveclosed.sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss WILLNo No Nooooooooooooooooooooooo…………... (lights off. Center spot on) The Broken Q’WILL
39. NARRATORAnd now...farewell to kindness, humanity and gratitude. Ihave substituted myself for Providence in rewarding the good;may the God of vengeance now yield me His place to punish thewicked.And I may not omit here a special work of God'sprovidence. There was a proud and very profane young man ,one of the seamen, of a lusty, able body, which made him themore haughty; he would always be condemning the poor peoplein their sickness, and cursing them daily with grievousexecration, and did not let to tell them, that he hoped tohelp cast half of them overboard before they came to theirjourney's end, and to make merry with what they had; and ifhe were by any gently reproved, he would curse and swear mostbitterly.But it pleased God before they came half seas over,to smite this young man with a grievous disease, of which hedied in a desperate manner, and so was himself the first thatwas thrown overboard. Thus his curses light on his own head;and it was an astonishment to all his fellows, for they notedit to be the just hand of God upon him. ******END**** The Broken Q’WILL
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