Theater of Blood Quotes

Edward Lionheart: Well, Larding, you said my Richard III cast such a spell on the audience... [reads, disappointed]
Edward Lionheart: 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. [the door opens]
Edward Lionheart: Dive, thoughts, down to my soul, here Clarence comes.

Movie: Theater of Blood
Peregrine Devlin: Nothing you can do will sway me from my original judgement.
Edward Lionheart: Your judgement was ill considered and irresponsible.
Peregrine Devlin: It was neither. We gave the award to William Woodstock as your performances lacked originality.
Edward Lionheart: 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?

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[Lionheart is force-feeding Merridew his poodles]
Edward Lionheart: Will you ever again ruin the reputation of an honest man?
Meredith Merridew: No.
Edward Lionheart: Have you learned your lesson?
Meredith Merridew: Yes.
Edward Lionheart: Can I be sure you will never again offend me?
Meredith Merridew: Yes.
Edward Lionheart: You're right. I can be sure. [quoting Romeo and Juliet]
Edward Lionheart: 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!

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[before stabbing Snipe to death with a spear]
Edward Lionheart: 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!

Movie: Theater of Blood
[dressed as Richard The Third]
Edward Lionheart: Now is the winter of our discontent / Made glorious summer by this sun of York / Our bruised arms hung up for monuments / Our stern alarums chang'd to merry meetings. He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber / To the lascivious pleasing of a lute. As I am subtle, false, and treacherous / This day should Clarence closely be mew'd up. But soft, here come my executioners.

Movie: Theater of Blood
[Maxwell is reading the paper]
George Maxwell: That damn editor cut my review!
Mrs. Maxwell: So I saw, dear, you really ought to have a word.
George Maxwell: My most provocative comment too. When I said the lead actress grabbed the role with both hands, and throttled it to death.

Movie: Theater of Blood