"ShakespeaRe-Told" The Taming of the Shrew (TV Episode 2005) Poster

(TV Mini Series)

(2005)

Shirley Henderson: Kate Minola

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  • Petruchio : [looking at Tim]  Tell me, sweet Kate, and tell me truly too, hast thou beheld a fresher gentlewoman?

    Kate : Oh, stop it.

    Petruchio : Such war of white and red within her cheeks! What stars do spangle heaven with such beauty, as those two eyes become that heavenly face? Young budding virgin...

    Kate : Yes, a fairer-looking chicken I never saw.

    Tim Agnew : I'm not gay!

    Petruchio : You keep telling yourself that, kid.

  • Kate : If I turned up pissed, let alone dressed like a monkey's arse, you would have seen the funny side, would you?

  • [Lying in bed with Kate, on the MORNING after the first night of their honeymoon] 

    Petruchio : How brightly shines the moon!

    [a cockerel sounds in the background] 

    Kate : That's the sun, you pillock.

    Petruchio : Oh... is it?

    [blinks the sleep from his eyes] 

    Petruchio : Well...

    [pause] 

    Petruchio : You shouldn't contradict me.

    Kate : You shouldn't talk bollocks.

  • [first lines] 

    Kate : Fathead!

    [she slaps him] 

    Tim Agnew : You hit me!

    Kate : You gave me that information. You made me look like a political pygmy, on Newsnight. Your job, in case you weren't concentrating, is to make sure I know what I'm pigging well talking about!

    Tim Agnew : You're out of order, Katherine. I'm sorry, but good grief!

    Kate : And you're sacked! No wonder this party has been the opposition for the last ten million light years!

    Tim Agnew : You can't sack me, and, frankly, I'd appreciate an apology. Otherwise...

    Kate : Otherwise?

    Tim Agnew : If we're to mantain a mature, grown-up working relationship, then...

    Kate : Oh...

    [she gives him an insulting gesture] 

    Kate : Swivel!

  • Petruchio : What's all this fuss about, just because I was fifteen minutes late?

    Kate : And dressed like a Christmas Tree!

  • Petruchio : You do realise that I have all the documents for the car hire and the villa?

    Kate : Which I paid for. So I suggest you hand it over and disappear in a poof of smoke, up your own backside!

  • Petruchio : Only, if I say that's the moon, it's the moon. Got it?

    Kate : How do you work that out then?

    Petruchio : Well, you're my wife. You agree with everything I say.

    Kate : Do I? What, even when you're wrong?

    Petruchio : Especially then. I never am wrong, so it's not really an issue.

  • [Petruchio "finds" Kate's suitcase] 

    Kate : He's gonna throw it all in the swimming pool, isn't he? He's going to taunt me with a week's worth of clean knickers and then toss it all into the pool.

    Harry : I would imagine that's... yeah.

    Petruchio : Now all you have to do, Kate, is be nice to me, unreservedly and without sarcasm, and you have less than ten seconds to do it.

    [swinging the suitcase] 

    Petruchio : Nine... eight... seven... six... five... four... three... two... one... and a half... one...

    [He tosses the suitcase into the swimming pool. She goes over to him] 

    Kate : I don't wear knickers anyway. Not when I'm on holiday.

    [She kisses him, then turns and walks into the villa] 

  • Mrs. Minola : Katherine! Bianca's very keen for you to come to her party.

    Kate : Why?

    Mrs. Minola : She worries about you. So do I.

    Kate : And forcing me to live it up with a bunch of overpaid, coke-snorting anorexics is going to make me feel better, is it?

  • [last lines] 

    Kate : Oh, yes, I forgot to mention: I'm pregnant.

    Petruchio : What? That's... that's amazing!

    Kate : However, you'll have to look after them.

    Petruchio : Yes, fine.

    Kate : Because I'm not giving up my career.

    Petruchio : No problem, I'll do it!

    Kate : I don't believe you. You'll feed them raw chicken, you'll throw them in the pond to see if they float, you'll leave them on a bus somewhere...

    Petruchio : Oh, God, I'm going to shag you right here, right now.

    Kate : Go on...

    Petruchio : ..."Them"?

    Kate : There's triplets.

    [he laughs and kisses her] 

  • Tim Agnew : And your mother's here. She's on her way up.

    Kate : My mother? Who the hell let her in?

    Tim Agnew : Security.

    Kate : On whose authority?

    Tim Agnew : Mine. She's your mother.

    Kate : You don't know what my mother looks like. She could be a f... terrorist for all you know.

    Tim Agnew : Can I go home?

    Kate : Yeah, get lost. Leave me on my own to get blown up.

  • Kate : Oh, go to hell! All of you! And stay there!

  • Petruchio : Kiss me, Kate!

    Kate : Up yours, weirdo.

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