Martha:
Foolish, Billy.
I feel foolish.
Your phone's ringing.
Billy:
No. it isn't.
Martha:
Why are we walking this way?
Billy:
Anne Boleyn in her wedding barge and,
the five years later, the black boat to the tower.
Charles II rowing down to Richmond
for a bit of how's his father with Nelly and her melons.
Steve Redgrave's sweat is in the water,
the diabetic perspiration of the greatest - ever Olympian.
There's nothing foolish about this.You're the part of history, miss.
Shakespeare put his hand in the water,
Martha Cosetello walked this way.
I brought you down here because I am so proud of you,
and I want to see you walk the full length of Middle Temple Lane
all 300 yards of it.
Go on, miss.
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