HAMLET: Are the players ready?
ROSENCRANTZ: Ay my lord, they’re ready whenever you are.
GERTRUDE: Come here my dear Hamlet, sit by me.
HAMLET: No good mother, there’s a prettier piece of work over here.
POLONIUS: Oh ho, do you hear that?
HAMLET: Lady, shall I lie in your lap?
OPHELIA: No my lord.
HAMLET: I mean, my head upon your lap?
OPHELIA:...Ay my lord.
HAMLET: Did you think I meant something more vulgar?