You’d pour me out untasted? And let my love bewasted?
Well have you heard, but something hard of hearing:They call me Katharina that do talk of me.
I am no piece for thee!
I am thus resolved: on Sunday next you know My daughter Katharina’s to be married:On the Sunday following, Bianca shall Be bride to you, with your father’s assurance;If not, to Signior Gremio: And so, I take my leave, and thank you both.
For Katharina and Petruchio to wed. And yet we hear not of our son-in-law.What will be said?
No shame but mine: for first, I must be forced To give my hand opposed against my heart Unto a mad-brain rudes by full of spleen
Petruchio attempts to woo Kate
Why, Petruchio, you know this is your wedding-day:First were we sad, fearing you would not come;Now sadder, that you come so unprovided.Fie, doff this habit, shame to your estate,An eye-sore to our solemn festival!
Nay Petruchio, are you ill?
Healthy, but highway-weary.
I’m come indeed, but I’m not well.
Petruchio and Kate are ready to get married
what is the wearing?!?!
i´m here to marry you Kate
The day of Kate and Petruchio's wedding
Now, if you love me, stay.
You are content to stay?
Let me entreat you.
I am content.
Grumio, my horses.
I am content you shall entreat me stay;But yet not stay, entreat me how you can.
Petruchio is late to his wedding
Petruchio embarrasses Kate during the wedding
After the wedding, Petruchio and Kate leaves for his country house