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The Taming of the Shrew: Act 4, Scene 5
Petruchio: Blimey! Onto your father's flat. Christ Almighty, how bright and brill shines the moon!
Kate: You're off your trolley! It's not the moon, but the sun.
Petruchio: Rubbish! I say it is the moon that shines so ace.
Kate: Are you mad? It's the bloody sun.
Petruchio: Crikey! By my mum's son, and that's my own self, it shall be any moon or star or any road I say before we go onto your father's flat.
Hortensio: Bloody hell! Get on with it or we'll never get there!
Kate: I'm easy! It's the bloody sun, but it's not if you say it's not. Horses for courses, name it what you want and it will be the same for me.
Petruchio: I say it is the moon.
Kate: Then it is the moon.
Petruchio: You're all sixes and sevens. It's the smashing sun!
Kate: Well, smashing! It is the smashing sun! Quit pissin' around! The sun's the moon, the moon's the sun and.....Bob's your uncle.
Hortensio: Petruchio, get stuffed! It's tickety-boo.
Petruchio: Let's get on with it. Cherri-o, sweet tart, where are you off to? Kate, have you ever seen such a dishy fit? Hug her.
Kate: Oh, you're quite right. What a foxy young tart you are.
Petruchio: Are you mad, Kate? It's a man.
Kate: Blimey, chap! I cocked up. You really are a man.
Vincentio: My dear, you're the mutt's nuts. And....Bob's your uncle.
I don't really remember what play this was supposed to be....
Lil P: Yo yo yo, Notorious B-A-S, where be the chitlins?
Shawty N: Shit! Where's Sterling Silver an' Fourteen Karat, foo'? Where ya been all day?
G Love: Ya kno, we just been chillin'.
B-A-S: We been called into court fo' the drive-by in D-Town yestaday. The po-po thought we was tryin' ta bust a cap.
Lil P: But where be the chitlins?
G-Love: Dayum, woman, we be gettin' to dat.
Shawty N: Aww no you di'n't talk ta her like that.
G Love: Aww yes I did.
B-A-S: Shit, girl, you ain't gonna believe who was dere.
G Love: True dat, true dat. Tell 'em who was there.
B-A-S: Michael Jackson and that nucka R. Kelly.
Lil P: Shiiiit naw. Awwww naw.
G Love: Yea, and those two nuckas wanted some shiit toe.
Shawty N: Fo sho? Like wha?
B-A-S: Now calm ya'll selfs down now. 'Cause this some freaky ass shit. But.....
G Love: MJ took lil Sterling Silver.
B-A-S: And R. Kelly took lil Foteen Karat!
Shawty N and Lil P: We gonna kill you nuckas!!!!!! That's where our chitlens is?
Lil P: Whats we gawna do now, Shawty?
G Love: We could have new chitlens.
B-A-S: Ya, fo sheeze.
Shawty N: Aight, we's already have fo'.
G Love: Aight. But I don't want you gettin' jiggy with no other pimp, I don't care how dope his ride is.
B-A-S: I know the 411, my momma didn't raise no fool.