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Nancy Carroll in The Voysey Inheritance (National Theatre, 2006) [x]

Simon Russell Beale - The Life of Galileo (National Theatre, London 2006)

faeriequeen:

Benedict Cumberbatch backstage at the National Theatre ¦ from Simon Annand’s The Half

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Henry IV, Parts 1 and 2 - National Theatre, London 2005

David Bradley, Michael Gambon, Matthew McFadyen

If manhood, good manhood, be not forgot upon the face of the earth, then I am a shotten herring. There lives not three good men unhanged in England, and one of them is fat, and grows old.

Frankenstein - National Theatre, London 2011

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Dominic West. In an Edwardian outfit. Smoking a cigar. You’re welcome.

“Thou and I are too wise to woo peaceably.”

Simon Russell Beale and Zoe Wannamaker as B&B in Much Ado About Nothing (National Theatre, London, 2007)

Zoe Wannamaker and Simon Russell Beale in Much Ado About Nothing [dir Nicholas Hytner, National Theatre, London, 2008]

3rdspearcarrier:

DAVID: I’m glad we didn’t make the mistake of falling in love with each other. I sometimes wonder if ours isn’t perhaps the best basis of all for marriage.

JOAN: Perhaps it is.

DAVID: It’s worked very well with us, hasn’t it?

JOAN: It might have worked even better if we’d been in love with each other, like you and Helen.

DAVID: That’s a different thing altogether. I don’t even know if I like Helen as a person - in the way I like you. I only know I love her, and that’s something you can’t explain.

JOAN: You didn’t want to fall in love with Helen, did you?

DAVID: I tried hard enough not to.

JOAN: It’s hell that, isn’t it - tring to stop yourself falling in love?

DAVID: It can’t be done, I’m afraid.

JOAN: If it could, life would be a lot easier. I’m going to have another drink. What about you?

DAVID: No, thanks.

JOAN: Of course, I was forgetting. You know, David, I could have helped you to give up drinking if only I’d known you really wanted to.

DAVID: I didn’t want to. I’d have died of cirrhosis if I’d gone on, that’s all.

JOAN: Oh, you didn’t tell me that.

DAVID: It was all rather boring. There wasn’t any need to bother you with it all.

JOAN: I’m afraid I haven’t been a very good wife.

DAVID: (smiling) You’ve been a marvellous wife.

JOAN: You see, I’ve made a silly mistake about you. I thought you really were bored with people like - like Helen, and with the idea of not drinking, and leading a serious life and all that. If only I’d known I might have been able to help you perhaps a little bit more with your work and - and things. Like Helen is doing now. Only, of course, I could never have done it as well.

DAVID: I suppose I was ashamed to show you that side of myself. Anyway, I wouldn’t have bored you with all that.

JOAN: It’s silly, isn’t it? I wouldn’t have been bored at all.

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noomrevlis:

The Creature crawls across the floor. He is in a dingy garret. He hauls himself shakily to his feet. He struggles to keep his balance and takes a few steps.

He falls. He lies still. Then he tries again.

He pads back and forth uncertainly, taking harsh little breaths.

He is made in the image of a man, as if by an amateur god. All the parts are there, but the neurological pathways are unorthodox, the muscular movements odd, the body and the brain uncoordinated.

He licks at the blood on his skin.

- Frankenstein, by Nick Dear.

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Nancy Carroll and Dominic West in The Voysey Inheritance [National Theatre, 2006]