Joe E. Brown credited as playing...
Flute - the Bellows-Mender
- Flute, the Bellows-Mender: "I'll meet thee, Pyramus, at Ninny's tomb."
- Quince, the Carpenter: Ninny's?
- Flute, the Bellows-Mender: Ninny's.
- Quince, the Carpenter: Ninny's.
- Flute, the Bellows-Mender: Ninny's.
- Quince, the Carpenter: "Ninus' tomb", man!
- Flute, the Bellows-Mender: [Flute begins to repeat Quince's words and gestures] Ninus' tomb, man!
- Quince, the Carpenter: But you must not speak that yet!
- Flute, the Bellows-Mender: But you must not speak that yet!
- Quince, the Carpenter: Ohhh...
- Flute, the Bellows-Mender: Ohhh...
- Quince, the Carpenter: That you answer to Pyramus!
- Flute, the Bellows-Mender: That you answer to Pyramus!
- Quince, the Carpenter: You speak all your part at once, cues and all!
- Flute, the Bellows-Mender: You speak all your part at once, cues... I won't play anymore.
- Quince, the Carpenter: Flute, you must take Thisby on you.
- Flute, the Bellows-Mender: Thisby? What is Thisby? A wandering knight?
- Quince, the Carpenter: A wandering knight! It is the lady that Pyramus must love. A lady!
- Flute, the Bellows-Mender: Nay, faith, let me not play a woman.
- Quince, the Carpenter: Flute!
- Flute, the Bellows-Mender: Nay, I have a beard coming.
- Quince, the Carpenter: That's all one: you shall play it in a mask and you may speak as small as you will.
- [high pitched voice]
- Quince, the Carpenter: Pyramus.
- [regular voice]
- Quince, the Carpenter: As small as you will.
- Bottom: If I may hide my face, let me play Thisby too,
- Quince, the Carpenter: No.
- Bottom: I'll speak in a monstrous little voice.
- Quince, the Carpenter: No.
- Bottom: Listen. Listen.
- [high pitched voice]
- Bottom: 'Ah, Pyramus, my lover dear!
- Quince, the Carpenter: No.
- Bottom: 'Thy Thisby dear and lady dear!'
- Quince, the Carpenter: No, no!
- Flute, the Bellows-Mender: No.
- Quince, the Carpenter: You must play Pyramus: and, Flute, you Thisby!
- Bottom: Well, proceed.
- Flute, the Bellows-Mender: [performing as Thisby] O wall, full often hast thou heard my moans. Moans, moans, moans, moans. For parting my fair Pyramus and me! My cherry lips have often kiss'd thy stones. Thy stones with lime and hair knit up in thee.
- Bottom: [performing as Pyramus] Kiss me through the hole of this vile wall.
- Flute, the Bellows-Mender: [performing as Thisby] I kiss the wall. Not your lips at all.