Twelfth Night

00:00:00 I'll tell the tale

00:08:42 Oh, I thank thee!

00:17:13 Sir Toby Belch!

00:22:23 Sir, I bade them take away you.

00:27:34 - What kind o' man is he? - Why, of mankind.

00:32:29 I see you what you are, you are too proud; But, if you were the devil, you are fair.

00:36:18 Fate, show thy force: ourselves we do not owe;

00:41:59 Malvolio's nose is no whipstock, and the Myrmidons are no bottle-ale houses.

00:47:27 'O, the twelfth day of December,'—

00:52:53 Good night, Penthesilea !

00:58:58 By my life, this is my lady's hand!

01:03:04 Jove, I am happy !

01:09:26 There lies your way, due west.

01:15:16 by a fair cruel maid.

01:21:47 As plain as I see you now.

01:25:54 Why, every thing adheres together !

01:30:07 Go to, go to !...

01:35:46 What will you do, now my necessity Makes me to ask you for my purse?

01:39:48 O, prove true.

01:44:40 But tell me true, are you not mad indeed?

01:48:55 Since you to non-regardance cast my faith

01:52:53 But, had it been the brother of my blood, I must have done no less with wit and safety.

01:58:48 What now? Malvolio?

02:06:02 With hey, ho, &c.