Withnail:
Monty used to act.
Monty:
Well, I'd hardly say that. It's true, I crept the boards in my youth. But I never really had it in my blood, and that's what's so essential, isn't it, theatrical zeal in the veins. Alas I have little more than vintage wine and memories. It is the most shattering experience of a young man's life when one morning he awakes and quite reasonably says to himself "I will never play the Dane." When that moment comes, one's ambition ceases. Don't you agree?
Withnail:
It's a part I intend to play, Uncle.
Monty:
And you'd be marvellous. "It's gone. We do it wrong, being so majestical. To offer it the show of violence..."
[as Monty continues to recite the line from Hamlet, Marwood gets up and whispers in Withnail's ear]
Marwood:
Please, let's go. He's a madman. Any minute now he's going to rush out and get into his tights.
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