Theatre of Blood Quotes

Theatre of Blood is a TV program that was first aired in 1970 . Theatre of Blood ended in 1970.

It features Gustave Berne as producer, Michael J. Lewis in charge of musical score, and Wolfgang Suschitzky as head of cinematography.

Theatre of Blood is recorded in English and originally aired in United Kingdom. Each episode of Theatre of Blood is 104 minutes long. Theatre of Blood is distributed by United Artists.

Theatre of Blood Quotes

• (Unnamed) "Hello, Edwina. I thought it was you."
• (Unnamed) "Well, the brilliant Peregrine Devlin. Wielder of the brutal aphorism, master of the killing phrase, my father's murderer."
• (Unnamed) "That's a bit melodramatic, isn't it?"
• (Unnamed) "Oh forgive me, I forgot. It was your reverence and admiration that drove him to take his own life."

• (Unnamed) "Who's this great big beautiful thing with you? Is he yours?"
• (Unnamed) "Well, only just."
• (Unnamed) "Come on, baby, let me get to it. Let me get at it, huh?"
• (Unnamed) "You just sit there, baby, and relax, eh? She won't be long."

• (Unnamed) "Look, Devlin, when two people have the same motive to murder and one of them is still alive, who would you arrest?"

• (Unnamed) "Nothing you can do will sway me from my original judgement."
• (Unnamed) "Your judgement was ill considered and irresponsible."
• (Unnamed) "It was neither. We gave the award to William Woodstock as your performances lacked originality."
• (Unnamed) "Lacked originality? My Julius Caesar, cut down by a drunken mob in an abandoned warehouse? My Titus Andronicus: this is your dish, Meredith Merridew? My Othello, one of the greatest performances in the history of the theatre?"

• (Unnamed) "Do you still say my Shylock was inadequate?"

• (Unnamed) "Lionheart."
• (Unnamed) "Alive and triumphant. And you thought me slain? Lionheart is immortal."

• (Unnamed) "Saw him once. A very, uh, vigorous actor."
• (Unnamed) "That's a good description."

• (Unnamed) "Was that dialogue from King Lear?"
• (Unnamed) "Yes. A remarkable performace. He was overacting as usual, but he knew how to make an exit."

• (Unnamed) "Sirs. Be sudden in the execution, with all obdury do not hear him plead. For Larding is well spoken, and perhaps will move your hearts to pity if you mark him."

• (Unnamed) ""I am sorry to miss the meeting, but my heart is with you. George.""

• (Unnamed) "You begin to resent an actor if you always have to give him bad notices."

• (Unnamed) "Take me home, I think I'm going to be ill."
• (Unnamed) "Oh my God."
• (Unnamed) "I think Georgina's going to faint."

• (Unnamed) "Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. Here under leave of Brutus and the rest; come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me: But Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man. He hath brought many captives home to Rome whose ransoms did the general coffers fill: Did this in Caesar seem ambitious?"
• (Unnamed) "Manager. It is your job to see there is order in the theatre. See to it at once."

• (Unnamed) "The dragon wing of night o'erspreads the earth. My half-serp spear that frankly would have fed, pleased with this dainty bait, thus goes to bed."

• (Unnamed) "Officer, if I'm not mistaken Mr. Psaltry is murdering his wife."
• (Unnamed) "Oh, thank you sir."

• (Unnamed) "Look Hector, how the sun begins to set. How ugly night comes breathing at his heels. Even with the vile and darkening of the sun, to close the day up, Hector's life is done."

• (Unnamed) "Thou call'dst me dog before thou hadst a cause, But, since I am a dog, beware my fangs."

• (Unnamed) "Think about your daughter. Imagine what your madness is doing to her?"
• (Unnamed) "My daughter? Edwina?"
• (Unnamed) "You have begot me, bred me, loved me: I Return those duties back as are right fit. Obey you, love you, and most honour you"

• (Unnamed) "Who hates you enough to kill two of your circle?"
• (Unnamed) "Critics are likely to make enemies, inspector. You can call it an occupational hazard."

• (Unnamed) "Oh pardon me thou bleeding piece of earth, that I am gentle with these butchers."

• (Unnamed) "You -- It's you. But you're dead."
• (Unnamed) "No. Another critical miscalculation on you part. I am well. It is you who are dead."

• (Unnamed) "Will you ever again ruin the reputation of an honest man?"
• (Unnamed) "No."
• (Unnamed) "Have you learned your lesson?"
• (Unnamed) "Yes."
• (Unnamed) "Can I be sure you will never again offend me?"
• (Unnamed) "Yes."
• (Unnamed) "You're right. I can be sure."
• (Unnamed) "Thou detestable maw, thou womb of death, Gorged with the dearest morsel of the earth, Thus I enforce thy rotten jaws to open, And, in despite, I'll cram thee with more food."

• (Unnamed) "That damn editor cut my review."
• (Unnamed) "So I saw, dear, you really ought to have a word."
• (Unnamed) "My most provocative comment too. When I said the lead actress grabbed the role with both hands, and throttled it to death."

• (Unnamed) "Well, Larding, you said my Richard III cast such a spell on the audience --"
• (Unnamed) ""It put this reviewer in a deep sleep. And I awoke that I was spared attending the aging matinee idol's ranting and posturing." Well, let's see if we can get more rapt attention from you today."
• (Unnamed) "Dive, thoughts, down to my soul, here Clarence comes."

• (Unnamed) "It's him all right. Only Lionheart would have the temerity to rewrite Shakespeare."

• (Unnamed) "He just didn't have the stomach for it."

• (Unnamed) "You drunken bum. You should treasure this opportunity to listen to a master, the world's greatest living actor."

• (Unnamed) "I always admired you as a critic, Snipe. Your clever use of analogy and metaphor, plus you always strived to be complimentary. But not always complimentary."
• (Unnamed) "Critics make mistakes, Lionheart. We're only human."
• (Unnamed) "An opinion I find myself incapable of sharing."

• (Unnamed) "Lionheart."
• (Unnamed) "Impossible."
• (Unnamed) "No, Larding. So, this critic slept through my Richard, did he? No doubt because you supped too much, you drunken hog. You may know that in Richard III, Clarence -- and I do want you to try out for that part, Larding -- was drowned in a vat of wine."
• (Unnamed) "No."
• (Unnamed) "Excellent, Larding, I'll make an actor of you yet."

• (Unnamed) "Look, Edwina, your father's body was never found."
• (Unnamed) "My father is as good as under that granite."

• (Unnamed) "Howl, howl, howl, howl. O, you are men of stones: Had I your tongues and eyes, I'd use them so That heaven's vault should crack. She's gone forever. I know when one is dead, and when one lives; She's dead as earth."

• (Unnamed) "To be, or not to be: that is the question: Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep; No more; and by a sleep to say we end The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep; To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause --"
• (Unnamed) "There's the respect, that makes calamity of so long life."

• (Unnamed) "You don't understand."
• (Unnamed) "I understand that the greatest actor of all time never earned your approval for one single performance. Never, not one good review."

• (Unnamed) "You must admit that I was enthusiastic about your performance in Troilus and Cressida."
• (Unnamed) "Oh, yes. Now that you mention it I remember you wrote some review."
• (Unnamed) "I remember it quite well. I wrote, "Edward Lionheart's Troilus and Cressida must be considered a theatrical triumph, and his own performance as Achilles unsurpassed.""
• (Unnamed) "A splendid review, Snipe, splendid. What else did you write?"
• (Unnamed) "More in the same vein."
• (Unnamed) "Let me refresh your memory."
• (Unnamed) ""Achilles unsurpassed. This is clearly Lionheart's own view. That actor's oft expressed desire for solitude is well documented. So he must feel ecstatic to know he is completely alone in his opinion of this lamentable production.""

• (Unnamed) "Do have some more."

• (Unnamed) "Oh, I wish you'd let me do something camp with the colour, darling. Like flame with ash highlights."

• (Unnamed) "I will kill you when I am ready. Be it next week, next month perhaps next year. But first, I'm going to make you suffer in the same way you made me suffer."

• (Unnamed) "Come, tie his body to my horse's tail; Along the field I will the Trojan trail."

• (Unnamed) "Imperious Ceaser, dead and turned to clay. Might stop a hole to keep the wind away. Oh, that that earth which kept the world in awe, should patch a wall to spell the winter's flaw."

• (Unnamed) "Burn. BURN. Come fire, consume this petty world. And in its ashes, let my memory lie."

• (Unnamed) "Hullo, I'm Butch. Hey, dishy, dishy hair. Can't wait to get my hands on it."

• (Unnamed) "I'm busy, Devlin."
• (Unnamed) "Edwina, four of my collegues have been murdered. And their deaths relate directly to your father's last season."
• (Unnamed) "If you were as imaginative in your reviews, Devlin, you'd be a better critic."

• (Unnamed) "These are very funny rollers, Butch."
• (Unnamed) "Naughty, naughty. Don't touch, Butch knows best. They're something new from Gay Paree."

• (Unnamed) "But darling you, they're not going to start killing critics for giving bad notices are they?"
• (Unnamed) "Well, why not? A play fails; directors, writers, actors -- careers ruined. Plenty of motivation there, I should think."

• (Unnamed) "Wisdom and goodness to the vile seem vile: Filths savour but themselves."

• (Unnamed) "Lionheart, what the hell do you want here?"
• (Unnamed) "This. My just reward, the whole world knows it is mine by right. But you deliberately withheld it from me. You deliberately humiliated me in front of my press, my public and my peers. It was the culmination of your determined denial of my genius. For thirty years the public has acknowledged that I am the master, and that this year my season of Shakespeare was the shining jewel in the crown of the immortal bard. But you, with your overweening malice, give the award to a twitching, mumbling boy, who can barely grunt his way through an incomprehensible performance. No, no, it is mine."

• (Unnamed) "Where could my doggies have got to?"
• (Unnamed) "Why, there they are both, baked in that pie. Whereof their mother daintily hath fed, eating the flesh that she herself hath bred."

• (Unnamed) "Die, you strumpet."

• (Unnamed) "Lionheart."
• (Unnamed) "Alive and triumphant. And you thought me slain? Lionheart is immortal. He can never be destroyed, never."

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