(The Queen sits in her chamber,
Your majesty, the prince will be here at any moment. (He
moves towards tapestry.) Simply be clear with him that his
behavior will not be tolerated--that you've already shielded
him from censure.
I hear him coming.
Be firm, I'll be here.
(Polonius hides, Hamlet enters.)
Now, mother, what's the matter?
Hamlet, you have offended your father, greatly.
Mother, you have offended my father, greatly.
Do not play games with me.
I request you not do the same.
Have you forgotten who I am?
No, I haven't. You are the Queen, your husband's brother's
wife--or otherwise--my mother.
I'll bring in someone else to speak with you.