File:The Beatles - Shakespeare's A Midsummer Night's Dream Skit (Around The Beatles TV Special, 1964)

The Beatles performing Shakespeare's A Midsummer Night's Dream from "Around The Beatles" TV Special, in the highest quality and handly colorized!

Script:

Gentles, perchance you wonder at this show; But wonder on, till truth make all things plain. This man is Pyramus, if you would know; This beauteous lady Thisby is certain. Wall, that vile Wall which did these lovers sunder; And through Wall's chink, poor souls, they are content To whisper. At the which let no man wonder. This man, with lanthorn, dog, and bush of thorn, Presenteth Moonshine; This grisly beast, which Lion hight by name, Let Lion, Moonshine, Wall, and lovers twain At large discourse, while here they do remain.

Enter Wall

Wall: In this same interlude it doth befall That I, one Snout by name, present a wall; And such a wall, as I would have you think, That had in it a crannied hole or chink, Through which the lovers, Pyramus and Thisby, Did whisper often very secretly.

Enter Pyramus

Pyramus: O I fear my Thisby's promise is forgot! And thou, O wall, O sweet, O lovely wall, That stand'st between her father's ground and mine! Thou wall, O wall, O sweet and lovely wall, Show me thy chink, to blink through with mine eyne!

No Thisby do I see. O wicked wall, through whom I see no bliss!

Enter Thisby

Thisby: O wall, full often hast thou heard my moans, For parting my fair Pyramus and me! My cherry lips have often kiss'd thy stones

Pyramus: I see a voice: now will I to the chink, Off to the chink now, come along. Thisby! Thisby!

Thisby: WHAT?! My love, my love. Thou art my love I think.

Pyramus: Wilt thou at Ninny's tomb meet me straightway?

Thisby: Ninny's tomb, is that still open?! (??) Oh jolly good!

Exit Pyramus and Thisby

Wall: Thus have I, Wall, my part discharged so; And, being done, thus Wall away doth go.

Exit Wall Enter Lion and Moonshine

Lion: You, ladies, you, whose gentle hearts do fear The smallest monstrous mouse that creeps on floor, May now perchance both quake and tremble here, When lion rough in wildest rage doth roar. week roar gets heckled I know that I one Ringo the drummer am, but if I was really a lion I wouldn't be making all the money I am today, would I?!

Exit Lion

Moonshine: This lanthorn doth the horned moon present

Heckler: Speak up, can't hear!

Moonshine (yelling): This lanthorn doth the horned moon present; I the man in the moon doth seem to be.

Heckler: Who? Who?

Moonshine: Look you! All I have to tell you is that this lanthorn is the moon, ya see, I'm the man in the moon, this thorn bush is my thorn bush and this doggy woggy is my dog. And if you don't (don't know what word he says), I'll give ya a kick in the **!

Enter Thisby

Thisby: So this is old Ninny's tomb. knocks Thank you. Opens door Where is my love?

Lion jumps out and chases Thisby and they both exit. Enter Pyramus

Pyramus: Sweet Moon, I thank thee for thy sunny beams; Remem- Ello, ello, ello, what is this? (finds part of Thisby's dress covered in blood) Eyes, do you see? How can it be? What dreadful dole is here! Thy mantle good; All covered in blood O dainty duck! O dear! Come, tears, confound Out sword, a- sees how small the sword is and wound The pap of Pyramus; Ay, that left pap. Thus die I, thus lays on ground Now am I dead, now am I fled Ah well, ya can't win 'em all Tongue, lose thy light; Moon take thy flight See ya, George.

Exit Moonshine

Pyramus: Now, die, die, die, die, die!

Enter Thisby

Thisby: Asleep, my love? What, dead, my dove? grabs Pyramus Pyramus, arise, arise! Quite dumb?

Pyramus, trying to hold back laughter, nods

Thisby: Must cover thy sweet eyes. These My lips, This cherry nose, These yellow cowslip cheeks, Pyramus reacting to all of the descriptions Are gone, are gone Lovers, make moan: His eyes were green as leeks. Both trying to hold back laughter at the last lines So not a word, not a word

Heckler (in mocking tone): Not a word.

Thisby: SHADUP! Not a word... Come, trusty sword; Come, blade, my breast imbrue.

Thisby and Pyramus: And, so, farewell friends Thus Thisby ends: adieu, adieu, adieu

Both lay down and die