Retire! We have engaged ourselves too far.
Caesar himself has work, and our oppression
Exceeds what we expected.
Fall back! We've pushed too far. Caesar himself is fighting hard, and their resistance Is greater than we predicted.
Pull back! We've gone in too deep. Caesar's fighting hard, and the opposition Is tougher than we thought.
retreat! we went too far caesar fights hard it's tougher than expected
O my brave emperor, this is fought indeed!
Had we done so at first, we had droven them home
With clouts about their heads.
Oh my courageous emperor, this is real fighting! If we had fought like this from the start, we would have driven them home With bruises all over their heads.
Oh my fearless emperor, now that's what I call a fight! If we had gone at it like this from the beginning, we'd have beaten them Back home with black eyes.
brave emperor this is real fighting! wish we fought this way from the start
Thou bleed’st apace.
You're bleeding rapidly.
You're bleeding a lot.
ur bleeding bad
I had a wound here that was like a T,
But now ’tis made an H.
_Sounds retreat far off._
I had a wound here shaped like a T, But now it's become an H.
I had a wound here shaped like a T, But now I've got another one making it an H.
wound was like T now it's H more wounds
They do retire.
They do retire.
They do retire.
they do retire.
We’ll beat ’em into bench-holes. I have yet
Room for six scotches more.
We'll beat them into holes. I still have Room for six more wounds.
We'll crush them into the ground. I've still got Space for six more cuts.
we'll crush them i got room for 6 more wounds
They are beaten, sir, and our advantage serves
For a fair victory.
They are defeated, sir, and our advantage ensures A clear victory.
They're beaten, sir, and we have the advantage For a clean win.
they're beaten we'll win fair
Let us score their backs
And snatch ’em up as we take hares, behind.
’Tis sport to maul a runner.
Let us slash their backs And catch them as we catch hares from behind. It's fun to beat down someone who's running.
Let's slash them as they run And grab them the way you'd catch rabbits from behind. It's sport to pound someone who's fleeing.
slash their backs catch them like hares it's fun beating runners
I will reward thee
Once for thy sprightly comfort, and tenfold
For thy good valour. Come thee on.
I will reward you Once for your encouraging cheer, and ten times For your good bravery. Come on.
I'm going to reward you Once for cheering me up, and ten times over For your courage. Let's go.
i'll reward u for ur cheer & ten times for ur bravery let's go
I’ll halt after.
I'll limp after.
I'll follow along, but I'll be limping.
ill limp after
The Reckoning
A brief flash of what Antony on land can do. Caesar's side falls back — 'we have engaged ourselves too far.' Scarus, bloodied and giddy, makes a joke about his wound widening from a T to an H shape. The scene breathes the joy of a battle going right. It won't last — but this moment matters: the audience needs to see Antony as a soldier, not just a defeated lover.
If this happened today…
The quarterly results come back and the underdog company — written off by everyone — beats its target for the first time in months. The lead engineer, who's been working with a bad cold all week, shows his laptop and jokes about how the bug tracker went from looking like a T to an H. Everyone laughs. Their boss says: 'You did this. Ten times the reward.' They chase the advantage. For now.