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Looking for some Marx brothers stuff for a client, I found this transcript of a parody of my favorite Shakespearean play...

KING

Ahh, France, eh? I'm told that
France is a lovely country, and I
hear they make most excellent wines
there. Go. Enjoy yourself. And
be sure to send some postcards.
Now, my nephew Hamlet, my son, how
is it the clouds still hang on you?

Hamlet turns to face the audience, and we see his

face for the first time. Hamlet has a big, black
mustache that looks as if it might have been
painted on, and he smokes a cigar.

HAMLET
Nay, I am too much in the sun! Get
it? That's a joke. My real father
just died, and now I've got you for
a father, so I'm too much in the
sun! Boy, that Shakespeare sure
could write. I'd like to see
Francis Bacon pull off a joke like
that.

KING
Hmmmmm. Come, Hamlet, my son, how
is it the clouds still hang on you?

HAMLET

I don't know. Maybe it's because
you're reigning.

QUEEN
Good Hamlet, I know full well the
love you bore your father. But
cast thy nighted color off! If he
were here today, do you think your
father would want us to mourn on
and on, wearing the same customary
suit of solemn black, day in and
day out?

HAMLET
Well, he'd probably ask you to
change your socks.

QUEEN
Hamlet, . . .

HAMLET
In fact, that's still a pretty good
idea. And while you're at it,
change your husband.

QUEEN
Hamlet, I loved your dear, departed
father. No woman could have loved >
him more.

HAMLET
Of course not! No other dame ever
had a chance, not with you watching
him like a hawk. And a fat lot of
good it did him, ... poor old Dad.

KING
Hamlet, it's unfortunate that your
father died, but fathers have a way
of doing that. My father died, and
his father died before him, and his
father died...

HAMLET
Yeah, but uncles go on forever.
Don't you?

KING
Hamlet, why don't you try to think
of me as your father?

HAMLET
OK, bury yourself six feet
underground, and I'll give it a
shot.

I think Groucho perfectly captures Hamlet's simultaneous pathos and rage, don't you?

Posted 09/10/02 in Linkage
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