entrance.
Fuck.
Im actually reading Richard III...
...and I cant get on with it.
Ive been reading it for six months.
You want to do it
with your American accent?
Were getting $ a day
and all the doughnuts we can eat.
Shakespeare? What the fuck
do you know about Shakespeare?
Arise, fair sun...
...and kill the envious moon.
Like eager droppings into milk,
it doth posset and curd.
Some are born grea
Judgment Day. They
lived only to * face a new nightmare, the war against the *
Machines... *
A metal foot crushes the skull like china.
TILT UP, revealing a humanoid machine holding a massive battle rifle.
It looks like a CHROME SKELETON... a high-tech Death figure. It is the
endoskeleton of a Series 800 Terminator. Its glowing red eyes
compassionlessly sweep the dead terrain, hunting.
TERMINATOR
entrance to a quarrel...
but, being in, bear it
that the opposed may beware of thee.
Give every man thine ear,
but few thy voice.
Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy...
but not expressed in fancy.
Rich, not gaudy.
For the apparel oft proclaims the man.
Neither a borrower, nor a lender be.
For loan oft loses both itself and friend...
and borrowing
dulls the edge of husbandry.
This above all: To
entrance.
Very different for a Doctor in World Religion and Mythology...
from Cambridge University.
They didnt know what to do with me either.
Like I say in my seminars, what creates an extraordinary life,
is an extraordinary mind-set.
Well, in addition to your many accomplishments,
you seem to be an authority on the Bible Code,
which is back in the headlines after Rabbi Aaron Rostenberg...
was f
judgment bears that life
which he deserves to lose.
Treasons capital, confessd and proved
have overthrown him.
Glamis, and thane of Cawdor!
The greatest is behind.
This supernatural soliciting cannot be ill, cannot be good
If ill, why hath it given me earnest of success,
commencing in a truth?
I am thane of Cawdor.
If good, why do I yield to that suggestion
whose horrid image doth unfix my hair,