Thanks for this memory! I'm Krista, one of the actors in the scene.

Too bad Jerry didn’t get picked up, would’ve been an amazing show for sure.

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🌺 "PromoSM"

Marv does actually look like the actor playing it tho 😭

Great vid!

This is the "Jerry" pilot episode I think

What great acting!!🎉

That was so cool!! 😂❤

Yeah, don't remember this episode. Anyone who knows please weigh in . Thanks in advance.

Wait what is this a parallel universe version of Seinfeld? Interesting

You had that crowd here, and you had me too. Hilarious stuff

Love this! When someone loves their craft so much that they create something special artfully performed and worth learning from 👏🏼 Take notes kiddies!

One question. Where's the rest!!! WE WANT MORE!❤❤❤

Absolutely killed it!!! Bravo my good man Bravo 👏🏼 👏🏼

Excellent monologue! Not just what and how it’s said, but also in how Sean evokes emotion from the viewer with non-verbal gestures and facial expressions!

Bravo! The range and dedication that goes into Shakespeare is really present here, I have chills!

Excellent video and performance!

This is a well shot and well delivered monologue. Sean does justice to Shakespeare.

Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York; And all the clouds that lour’d upon our house In the deep bosom of the ocean buried. Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths; Our bruised arms hung up for monuments; Our stern alarums changed to merry meetings, Our dreadful marches to delightful measures. Grim-visaged war hath smooth’d his wrinkled front; And now, instead of mounting barded steeds To fright the souls of fearful adversaries, He capers nimbly in a lady’s chamber To the lascivious pleasing of a lute. But I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks, Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass; I, that am rudely stamp’d, and want love’s majesty To strut before a wanton ambling nymph; I, that am curtail’d of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deformed, unfinish’d, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them; Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun And descant on mine own deformity: And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover, To entertain these fair well-spoken days, I am determined to prove a villain And hate the idle pleasures of these days. Plots have I laid, inductions dangerous, By drunken prophecies, libels and dreams, To set my brother Clarence and the king In deadly hate the one against the other: And if King Edward be as true and just As I am subtle, false and treacherous, This day should Clarence closely be mew’d up, About a prophecy, which says that ‘G’ Of Edward’s heirs the murderer shall be. Dive, thoughts, down to my soul: here Clarence comes.

Love love LOVE the timber of your voice. Your delivery is impeccable! It congures curiousity, begs for you to hang on every delicious word and is beautifully timed. Shakespear was BRILLIANT. He understood the inner workings of the privledged class, translated the ire despair hope and fortitude of those born into peasantry and showed their humanity with dignity. Ive often wondered how many circles did he engage in with the royal families and nobles to give such an accurate and detailed account. No one can do what William Shakespear could. Every time I read his work it gives me goosebumps. But I think you have adapted his work beautifully and I can't wait to see so much more.❤

I Love this guy☺