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Though at first warily and unfortunately quite sterilely.
Kiss me, Petruchio.
Sister, everyone knowest thou art jealous of me.
Aye.
For perhaps the time has come for offence.
Husband, dost thy truly believe that a happy marriage...
-You will not? -I will be king in my castle.
...50 a shrew be tamed.
But as a wild horse be broken through mix of love and persistence...
What?
...then tell him 'tis the sun.
If I were to tell thee that there lives in Padua...
I liketh a band that playeth the oldies.
And failing that, always am I the man.
Such unusual fortune that we meet here and now...
...in getting used to acting like husband and wife.
And being such, need only command that his needs be met.
Get out now while you still have that which you hold dear.
...to he who bids the highest?
All, save respecting me.
Go and assure the bride's father that we will journey back happily.
...his Second Concerto backwards thou hearest the voice of Satan.
And thus it is the moon and 'tis the moon no matter what thee said.
-Son! -Well, for the right price.
Change? But didst thou not sayeth...
The task, alas, to find a mate to weather Kate's typhoon.
I come to wive it wealthily in Padua...
As is mine and ready to play.
On Sunday next, Bianca, sister to Katherina...
Tallyho.
~The sun. ~The moon.
This is getting interesting.
"Twas bargain'd twixt us that she still seem curst in company...
...whatever he sayest be true above all else.
I ask that you hold me in higher esteem.
Greetings, Petruchio.
...I sayest we waste no time...
It'll do in a pinch. Thou needest not be concerned...
...as a well-placed smack upside the head.
...then to you, goodwife, it shall be so.
...taketh you this man...
"What value be a woman with cellulite on her thighs?"
I'm Lucentio, come hither for to see fair Padua...