"This is the skull of Yorik, the Kings's jester. Oh, poor Yorik. I used to know him, Horatio-a very funny guy... he carried me on his back a thousand times!"
(sings) "But old age has sneaked up on me and grabbed me in his claws and has shipped me into the ground..."
"To hell with your soul"
"Oh, he's crazy, Laertes'.
"For the love of God, be patient with him."
"I love Ophelia. Forty thousand brothers, if you added all their love together, couldn't match mine."
"Don't forget our talk last night, and try to be patient. We'll take care of this problem soon...in the mean time, lets proceed patiently"
As the gravediggers dig out Ophelia’s grave, they question whether Ophelia should even have a proper burial since her death looked like a suicide. Suicide is technically a sin and should not receive a proper burial. Hamlet then enters the gravesite along with Horatio.
"...It's my exercise time. Bring in the swords...I'll have the king win his bet if i can. If not, I'll only have suffered some...sword hits."
"The king, sir, has bet that in a dozen rounds between you and Laertes, he won't beat you by more than three hits."
Claudius, Gertrude, Laertes, a priest, and other lords enter with Ophelia’s coffin. Everyone asks whether Ophelia’s burial could've been more proper but the priest argues that because of the state of her death, that’s all they could do. Laertes and Hamlet begin to fight over Ophelia and Hamlet confesses his love for her.
"Come on, sir."
"My son will win."
"He's flabby and out of breath. Here hamlet...wipe your forehead.
"Come on, my lord."
Hamlet and Horatio eventually leave the gravesite. Claudius pulls Laertes close and whispers in his ear. He tells him to be patient because he will be able to carry out his plan to kill Hamlet soon.
"What would you like to see? If it's tragedy, you've come to the right place."
"I have some right to claim this kingdom. Hamlet...would have made a great king..."
"What do I see here? These corpses suggest mayhem."
Osrick enters the room to tell Hamlet and Horatio about the fencing match that Claudius and Laertes have planned. They want to make Hamlet fence Laertes.
Before the duel, Hamlet apologizes for killing Polonius and confesses that the duel is King Cladius’s idea. As the duel begins, Hamlet strikes Laertes but declines to drink from the cup, saying that he will play another hit first. He hits Laertes again, and Gertrude rises to drink from the cup although she was told not to. Leartes then hits Hamlet drawing blood but they manage to exchange swords, and Hamlet wounds Laertes with Laertes’ own blade.
Laertes tells Hamlet that he has been slain, by his own poisoned sword, and that the king is to blame both for the poison on the sword and for the poison in the cup. Hamlet runs Claudius through with the poisoned sword and forces him to drink down the rest of the poisoned wine. Claudius dies crying out for help. Hamlet tells Horatio that he is dying and to spread the truth.
"This is a horrible sight...who will thank us now?"