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Mr Jour Monologue from The Shopkeeper Turned Gentleman

From The Shopkeeper Turned Gentleman by Molière

male · comedic · 58 sec

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Goodness me! The fencing master seems to set your teeth on edge. Come here, and I will show you at once your senseless impertinence. (He asks for two foils, and gives one to NICOLE.) Here, reason demonstrative the line of the body. When you thrust in quart, you have only to do so; and, when you thrust in tierce, only to do so! That is the way never to be killed; and is it not a fine thing to be quite safe when one fights against anybody? There, thrust at me a little to try. (NIC: Well, what?) Gently! Hold! Oh! Softly. Deuce take the wench!

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30s · frustration · identity · power · conflict · humor

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