Behind the Scenes

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Laertes buries Ophelia.

Sweets to the sweet.

Alas, poor Yourik. I knew him, Horatio.

Lay her i'the earth.

Hamlet and the gravedigger. How came he mad?

Yourik's skull.

Oh what a piece of work is a man.

Horatio interrogates Rosencrantz.

Hamlet and Polonius.
Words. Words. Words.

The Men in Beige.

Hamlet and Ophelia.

The ghost of Hamlet's father.

Ophelia and Polonius. He hath, my lord, of late made many tenders of his affections to me.

Ophelia and Laertes. And as for Hamlet, and the trifling of his favors . . .

Hamlet greets Horatio. A truant disposition, good my lord.

Oh that this too, too solid flesh would melt . . .

Hamlet and Claudius. Our chiefest courtier, our cousin, and our son.

Nor windy suspirations of forced breath . . .

Claudius' first speech. Gertrude helps with rehearsal.

First sighting of the ghost.

The players greet Hamlet.

Horatio watches Hamlet sing. Oh what a piece of work . . .

Same song, the players watch and enjoy.

Hamlet visits the platform whereon the ghost was wont to walk.

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Laertes buries Ophelia.	Sweets to the sweet.	Alas, poor Yourik. I knew him, Horatio.	Lay her i'the earth.
Hamlet and the gravedigger. How came he mad?	Yourik's skull.	Oh what a piece of work is a man.	Horatio interrogates Rosencrantz.
Hamlet and Polonius. Words. Words. Words.	The Men in Beige.	Hamlet and Ophelia.	The ghost of Hamlet's father.
Ophelia and Polonius. He hath, my lord, of late made many tenders of his affections to me.	Ophelia and Laertes. And as for Hamlet, and the trifling of his favors . . .	Hamlet greets Horatio. A truant disposition, good my lord.	Oh that this too, too solid flesh would melt . . .
Hamlet and Claudius. Our chiefest courtier, our cousin, and our son.	Nor windy suspirations of forced breath . . .	Claudius' first speech. Gertrude helps with rehearsal.	First sighting of the ghost.
The players greet Hamlet.	Horatio watches Hamlet sing. Oh what a piece of work . . .	Same song, the players watch and enjoy.	Hamlet visits the platform whereon the ghost was wont to walk.