King Henry II:
[plotting Becket's arrest]
Oh, Thomas!
Bishop Folliot:
You love him, don't you? You still love him! That imposter - that Saxon guttersnipe, that mitred hog!
King Henry II:
Hold your tongue, priest! All I confided to you was my hate, not my love. For England's sake you'll help me get rid of him. But don't ever insult him to my face!
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