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- Oh, you mean you pretend to be him. And I ask you questions!
- Very good.
- You had me confused.
- I could see I had.
- How should I begin?
- Address me.
- My honoured lord!
- My dear Rosencrantz!
- Am I pretending to be you, then?
- Certainly not. Well if you like. Shall we continue?
- My honoured lord!
- My… dear fellow!
- How are you?
- Afflicted!
- Really? In what way?
- Tranformed.
- Inside or out?
- Both.
- I see. Not much new there.
- Look go into details! DELVE! Probe the background... establish the situation.
- So your uncle's the king of Denmark?
- That's right. And my father before him.
- His father before him.
- No, my father before him.
- But surely...
- You may well ask.
- Let me get it straight. Your father was king. You were his only son. Your father dies. You are of age. Your uncle becomes king.
- Yes.
- Unusual.
- Undid me.
- Undeniable.
- He slipped in.
- Which reminds me.
- Well, it would.
- I don't want to be personal.
- It's common knowledge.
- Your mother's marriage.
- He slipped in.
- His body was still warm.
- So was hers.
- Extraordinary.
- Indecent.
- It makes you think.
- Don't think I haven't.
- And with her husband's brother.
- They were close.
- She went to him.
- Too close.
- For comfort.
- It looks bad.
- It adds up.
- Incest to adultery.
- Would you go so far.
- Never!
- To sum up! Your father, whom you love, dies, you are his heir, you come back to find that hardly was the corpse cold before his young brother poped onto his throne and into his sheets, thereby offending both legal and natural practice. Now... why exactly are you behaving in this extraordinary manner?
- I can't imagine! And yet we were sent for. And we did come.

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