Goodbye, young lords. Don't abandon these military principles. And farewell to you, my lords. Share this advice between you. If you both benefit fully, the gift expands according to how it's received and is enough for both of you.

Goodbye, young lords. Don't throw away these military values. Share what I'm telling you between yourselves. If you both get everything out of this, the benefit grows with how you use it—there's plenty to go around.

keep the war principles share the advice there's enough for both

It's our hope, sir, that after becoming experienced soldiers, we'll return and find your majesty in good health.

We hope that after we've become seasoned soldiers, we'll come back and find you in good health, sir.

we hope to come back find u healthy

No, no, it can't be. Yet my heart won't admit it owns the disease that has my life under siege. Farewell, young lords. Whether I live or die, be worthy sons of worthy Frenchmen. Let upper Italy—those excluded who only inherit the collapse of the previous empire—see that you don't just court honor but marry it when the bravest competitor backs down. Find what you're looking for so that fame will shout about you. I say farewell.

No, it's impossible. My heart won't even admit the sickness that's got me trapped. Goodbye, young lords. Live or die, but be the sons worthy Frenchmen should have. Show Italy you're not just chasing honor—you're going to grab it when braver men are backing away. Find what you're seeking and make fame talk about you.

be worthy sons find what u seek make fame shout ur name

Health, at your command, serves your majesty!

Health stands ready to serve you, your majesty, on your command!

health serves u

Be careful of those Italian girls. They say our Frenchmen lack the skill to refuse them when they ask for something. Beware of being captured before you even go to war.

Watch out for those Italian girls. From what they say, Frenchmen don't know how to say no when those girls want something. Don't get trapped before you even start fighting.

watch out for italian girls they'll captivate u before u fight

Your warnings settle deep into our hearts.

We hear you and we'll take your warning to heart.

we hear u

Farewell. Come here to me.

Goodbye. But come over here for a moment.

bye come here

Oh my kind lord, that you will stay behind us!

Oh my lord, I'm sorry you have to stay behind while we go!

sad ur staying behind

It's not his fault; he's just holding back the spark.

It's not his fault. He just needs to ignite that spark of his.

not his fault he needs the spark

Oh, these are noble wars!

Oh, these are going to be great wars!

brave wars ahead!

Extremely impressive! I have seen those wars.

Absolutely excellent! I've seen those wars myself.

so cool i've seen those wars

I'm ordered to stay here and kept in turmoil with 'You're too young,' 'wait until next year,' and 'it's too early.'

I'm stuck here and everyone keeps saying 'You're too young,' 'maybe next year,' 'it's too early yet.'

stuck here too young they say always told to wait

If your mind is set on it, boy, slip away courageously.

If you've got the guts for it, boy, sneak away like a hero.

if ur brave enough steal away now

I'll stay here leading a woman around in circles, creaking my shoes on plain stone, until honor is all bought up and the only sword worn is one for dancing with. By heaven, I'll slip away.

I'll be stuck here like a front horse for a woman, shuffling around on stone floors, until honor's all used up and the only swords left are for dancing. But I swear I'll get out of here.

stuck here shuffling no real honor left im getting out

There's honor in the theft.

There's honor in slipping away like that.

honor in running

Commit it, count.

commit it, count.

Commit it, count.

I am your accomplice; and so farewell.

I'm with you on this; goodbye then.

im in bye

I have grown attached to you, and our parting is a tortured body.

I've bonded with you, and leaving you is like tearing a body apart.

we're close parting tears me apart

Farewell, captain.

farewell, captain.

Farewell, captain.

Sweet Monsieur Parolles!

sweet monsieur parolles!

Sweet Monsieur Parolles!

Noble heroes, my sword and yours are kinship. Fine sparks and lustrous, a good word, quality steel. You'll find in the regiment of the Spinii one Captain Spurio with his scar, an emblem of war here on his left cheek. This very sword created that scar. Tell him I'm alive and watch for his reports for me.

Noble heroes, my sword is just like yours—we're brothers in steel. Quality warriors, fine metal. When you reach the Spinii regiment, you'll meet Captain Spurio. See that scar on his left cheek? That scar came from this very sword. Tell him I'm still alive and keep me posted on what he says.

find captain spurio tell him im alive keep me posted

You have our word, noble captain.

We will, captain.

we got u

May Mars favor you like his trainees!

May the god of war shower you with blessings, you apprentices!

may mars bless u

What will you do?

What are you going to do?

what u gonna do?

Wait for the king.

Let's wait here for the king.

hold on

Use more elaborate ceremony with the noble lords. You've held yourself within the bounds of too cold a goodbye. Be more expressive to them. They dress in the height of fashion; they stand with genuine confidence; they eat, speak, and move under the influence of the most admired style. Even if the devil leads the dance, such people are to be followed. Go after them and give them a grander farewell.

Don't be so cold with the noble lords. You've held back too much. Be warmer to them. These guys are at the peak of fashion and style—they walk and talk with real confidence under the influence of everything that's admired right now. Even if something questionable leads the way, you follow people like this. Go after them and say goodbye more grandly.

warm up to the lords they're the coolest follow their style

And I shall follow through.

I'll do that.

got it

Worthy fellows, and likely to prove most strong swordsmen.

Fine fellows, and they're going to turn into really strong fighters.

strong swordsmen coming

Forgive me, my lord, and forgive my news.

Forgive me, my lord, for me and for what I'm bringing you.

forgive me my lord i bring news

I'll pay you to stand up.

Here, take a reward and stand up.

stand up im paying u

Then here's a man who stands here and has brought his own pardon. I wish you had knelt before me, my lord, to ask me for mercy, and that you could stand up only at my command.

So here stands a man who brought his own pardon. I wish you'd had to kneel to me for mercy, my lord, and that you could only stand up when I told you to.

wish u had to kneel wish i had that power

I wish I had; so that I had broken your head and asked you for mercy for doing it.

I wish I had—so I could have cracked your head and then asked you to forgive me.

wish i'd cracked ur head then asked ur forgiveness

Honestly, I crossed that out. But, my good lord, here's the thing: will you be healed of your illness?

All right, never mind that. But my lord, here's my real question: will you be healed of your sickness?

let me ask u straight up will u let urself be healed?

No.

no.

No.

Oh, you won't eat my noble grapes, my royal fox? But yes, you will eat my noble grapes, if only my royal fox could reach them. I have seen a medicine that can breathe life into stone, bring a rock to life, and make you dance with lively fire and motion. Its simple touch is powerful enough to raise King Pepin himself, even to give the great Charlemagne a pen in his hand and make him write a love letter.

Oh, you won't eat my grapes, my royal fox? But yes, you will eat my noble grapes if your royal fox could just reach them. I've seen a medicine that can make dead stone come alive, make a rock dance, and get you moving with real vigor and spirit. Its simple touch can bring King Pepin back from the dead, can even put a pen in great Charlemagne's hand and get him to write a love letter.

ive seen medicine so powerful it raises dead kings can make u dance

Who is this 'her'?

Who is this woman?

whos she

Why, a female doctor! My lord, there's one who has arrived, if you will see her. Now, by my faith and honor, if I can seriously convey my thoughts in this light way of mine, I have spoken with someone who, in her sex, her years, her profession, her wisdom, and her constancy, has amazed me more than I dare admit I'm weak. Will you see her, for that is what she's asking, and learn her business? Once that's done, you can laugh at me.

Why, a female doctor! My lord, she's here if you want to see her. Now honestly, if I can be serious about this without sounding foolish, I've talked with a woman who by her sex, her age, her skills, her wisdom, and her loyalty has impressed me way more than I'd like to admit. Will you see her and hear what she wants? And after you do, you can laugh at me.

theres a female doctor here she amazed me will u see her

Now, good Lafew, bring in this amazing person. So we can share in the wonder too, or ease your wonder by watching how you react to her.

Now, good Lafew, bring in this amazing person. Let us share in that amazement, or at least let us see how amazed you are by her.

bring her in let us wonder too

No, I'll manage it for you, and I won't take all day doing it either.

I'll handle it for you, and I won't take forever about it.

ill do it quick

That's how he always introduces his unremarkable remarks.

That's how he always builds up to saying nothing.

always talks before nothing

Come now.

Come on, let's go.

come on

This rushing around truly does have wings.

You're moving awfully fast.

ur moving fast

Come on. This is his majesty, speak your mind to him. You look like a traitor, but his majesty rarely fears such traitors. I'm Cressida's uncle, who dares to leave two people alone together. Farewell.

Come on. This is the king—tell him what you want. You look like a traitor, but the king doesn't usually worry about traitors like you. I'm bold like Cressida's uncle—I leave people alone. Goodbye.

speak ur mind to the king im brave like cressida's uncle bye

Now, beautiful one, does your business concern us here?

Now, fair woman, does your business concern us?

what do u want from me

Yes, my lord. Gerard de Narbon was my father, well known for what he practiced.

Yes, my lord. Gerard de Narbon was my father, and he was well-known for his work.

yes my father was gerard de narbon he was well known

I knew him.

i knew him.

I knew him.

So I'll spare you my praise of him. Knowing him is enough. On his deathbed he gave me many remedies. Chiefly one, which as the finest product of his practice and the darling of his old experience, he told me to keep up as a third eye, safer than my own two eyes; I prize it that highly. And hearing that your high majesty is afflicted with that deadly disease, in which the honor of my dear father's gift stands as the chief power, I come to offer it and my care with all humble devotion.

I won't waste time praising him—knowing him is enough. On his deathbed he gave me many remedies, but especially one. He made me treat it like a precious third eye, safer than my own vision. He treasured it more than anything. Hearing that you're suffering from that deadly disease, and that my father's remedy is the best cure for it, I'm here to offer it to you and my care, as humbly as I can.

my father gave me remedies one is his most precious i offer it to u

We thank you, maiden, but we cannot be so ready to believe in a cure when our most learned doctors abandon us and the gathered college of physicians has concluded that skill can never rescue nature from its impossible state. I say we must not stain our judgment or corrupt our hope so much as to sell our incurable sickness to quacks or damage our great standing and credit so much as to value help without sense when we consider this illness beyond help.

I appreciate your offer, young woman, but I can't believe in a cure when all my best doctors have given up and every physician agrees that skill can't rescue someone from my condition. I won't damage my reputation and judgment by turning to quacks or by valuing nonsense when this sickness is beyond help.

i appreciate it but all doctors gave up i cant believe in it

Then my duty will be my reward for my efforts. I will no longer push my help on you, humbly asking from your royal consideration just enough so I can return home.

Well, then my duty is reward enough for my trouble. I won't force my help on you anymore. I just ask, as humbly as I can, that you let me go home.

i wont push this just let me go home

I cannot give you less and still be called grateful. You meant to help me, and I give you thanks like a dying man gives to those who wish him to live. But what I know completely, you don't know at all. I know all my danger; you have no skill.

I can't do less than thank you and still be grateful. You tried to help, and I thank you like a dying man thanks someone wishing him alive. But what I fully understand about my condition, you don't understand at all. I know my danger; you have no skill.

i thank u but u dont understand like i do

What I can do can do no harm to try, since you're set against getting treatment anyway. The one who finishes the greatest works often does them through the weakest person. So holy writing has shown judgment in babies when the judges were babies themselves. Huge floods come from small springs, and great seas dry up when the greatest deny miracles. Expectations fail most where they're highest. But success often comes where hope is lowest and despair seems certain.

There's no harm in me trying, since you've decided against getting treatment anyway. The greatest accomplishments often come through the weakest tools. The Bible shows wisdom in babies when the judges were babies themselves. Huge floods come from small springs, and great seas dry up when the greatest deny miracles. Expectations fail most where they're highest. But success often comes where hope is lowest and despair seems certain.

no harm trying great things come from small starts success where hope is cold

I must not listen to you. Fare you well, kind girl. Your efforts, if unused, have to be rewarded by you yourself. Offers that aren't taken don't get thanks—they're their own reward.

I can't listen to you. Goodbye, kind girl. Your hard work, if unused, has to be rewarded by you yourself. Offers that aren't taken don't get thanks—they're their own reward.

i cant listen bye kind girl

Merit granted by inspiration is blocked by mere talk. It is not so with Him who knows all things as it is with us who judge by appearances. But it's mostly presumption in us when we count heavenly help as human action. Dear sir, give consent to my efforts. Make an experiment with heaven, not with me. I am not a fraud who claims to be better than I am, but I know I think and I think I know most surely that my skill is not beyond what it can do nor you beyond healing.

Inspired merit gets stopped by mere words. But God, who knows everything, doesn't work like we do, judging by appearance. The real problem is us thinking of heaven's help as just a person's work. Sir, let me try. Test it with God, not just with me. I'm not lying about what I can do. I genuinely think, and I'm sure, that my skill isn't beyond what it can achieve and you're not beyond healing.

im not faking heaven can work through me u can be healed

Are you so confident? Within what time do you hope for my cure?

You're really that confident? How long do you think it'll take to heal me?

how long to fix me

The greatest grace lending grace. Before the sun's horses twice bring their fiery torch through its daily circle, before damp Hesperus twice quenches her sleepy lamp in dark western air, or before the pilot's hour glass has told the sneaky minutes their passage twenty-four times, whatever is sick in you will flee your healthy body. Health will be free and sickness will die.

With grace granting grace. Before the sun rises twice, before the evening star twice sets in the western damp, or before the pilot's hour glass runs twenty-four times, whatever is sick in you will flee your healthy body. Health will be free and sickness will die.

within two days within two nights within 24 hours uill be healed

On your certainty and confidence, what do you dare to risk?

What are you willing to stake on your confidence?

whats ur stake

Let me be accused of nerve, of being promiscuous, of shamelessness spread everywhere, slandered in dirty songs, my good name destroyed, even worse than the worst, tortured in the most horrible way—let me die.

Call me bold, call me promiscuous, let my shame be spread everywhere, slander me in nasty songs, destroy my good name, torture me in the worst way—let me die.

call me bold ruin my name kill me if i fail

I think I hear a blessed spirit speaking through you with powerful words in that weak body of yours. What would be impossible by normal reasoning, reason overcomes in another way. Your life is precious because everything that makes life valuable is present in you: youth, beauty, wisdom, courage—all that happiness and the prime of life can offer. To risk all this, you must possess either infinite skill or be desperately reckless. My dear practitioner, I will try your remedy, which means your death if I die.

I think I hear something blessed speaking through you with great power, despite that weak body. What seems impossible by normal logic works another way. Your life is invaluable because you have everything that makes life worth living: youth, beauty, wisdom, courage, all the gifts of happiness and your prime years. To risk all that, you'd need either supreme skill or absolute desperation. Well then, dear healer, I'll try your cure—and if I die, you die with me.

something blessed in you / you've got it all / youth / beauty / wisdom / courage / i'll try it / but if i die you die too

If I break the time I promised or fail in keeping what I said, let me die without pity and I'll deserve it. If I don't help, death is my payment. But if I help, what do you promise me?

If I break my deadline or don't keep my word, let me die and I'll deserve it. If I fail to heal you, death is my price. But if I do heal you, what will you give me?

i deserve death if i fail but if i succeed what do i get

Make your demand.

make your demand.

Make your demand.

But will you make it fair?

But will you keep your word?

u swear to it

Yes, by my scepter and my hopes of heaven.

Yes, by my crown and my hopes for the afterlife.

yes i swear it

Then you shall give me, with your kingly hand, whatever husband within your power I will command. I will not have the arrogance to choose from the royal blood of France to unite my low and humble name with any branch or image of your state. But such a one, your vassal, whom I know is free for me to ask and for you to give.

Then you'll give me, with your royal hand, whoever I choose to be my husband from those under your power. I won't be so bold as to ask for someone from your royal family to uplift my low birth. But from your vassals, someone whom I know I can ask for and you can give me.

give me a husband not royal born from ur men someone u can spare

Here is my hand. The terms agreed to, your will shall be served by my performance. So make your choice at your own time, for I, your determined patient, still rely on you. I should ask you more questions, and I want to, but the more I'd know couldn't make me trust you more. Where you came from, how you were raised—but let's just say you're welcome and blessed here. Help me stand! If you cure me as your words promise, my actions will match your promise.

Here's my hand. If you keep your word, I'll keep mine. Choose whoever you want whenever you're ready, because I, as your determined patient, still trust you completely. I should ask you more questions, and I want to, but the more I'd know couldn't make me trust you more. Where you came from, how you were raised—but let's just say you're welcome and blessed here. Help me stand! If you cure me as your words promise, my actions will match your promise.

here's my hand i trust u choose whenever u want if u heal me ill reward u