Hamlet - Horatio / Guildenstern / Player Queen
Horatio
Horatio

"What art thou that usurp'st this time of night?"

"By Heaven, I'll make a ghost of him that let's me."

"Heaven will direct it."

Guildenstern
Guildenstern

"What should we say, my lord?"

A Player
A Player

"Even those you were wont to take delight in, The Tragedians of the City."

Baptista - Player Queen
Baptista - Player Queen

"But woe is me, you are so sick of late."

"A second time I kill my husband dead, when second husband kisses me in bed."

"Why do you think that I am easier to played on than a pipe?"

"Alas poor Yorick, I knew him Horatio."

"Good night sweet Prince, And flights of Angels sing thee to thy rest."

"Go, bid the soldiers shoot."

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