Speare Fear

The scene unfolds at night, in a torrential downpour.  DeVito is in bed but roused by the tumult of troops assembling.  He wonders WTF, dons a raincoat and heads out.  He sees his students in drenched formation.  He approaches calling "What's going on?"

In the distance there is only the faintest sound of thunder ---DeVito waits in saturation for a response. 

Now what he hears ex-PLODES with Nuclear BLAST.

It brought me to tears as you have read ---

It's Shakespeare, from "Henry V".


                                "Once more unto the breach, dear friends,
                                           once more,
                                   Or close the wall with our English dead.
                                   In Peace there's nothing so becomes a man,
                                           As modest stillness and humility.
                                    But when the blast of war blows in our ears
                                            Then imitate the action of the tiger,
                                    Stiffen the sinews, summon the blood,
                                     Disguise fair nature with hard-favored rage.
                                    Then lend the eye a terrible aspect,
                                     Let it pry through the portage of the head
                                    Like a brass cannon.  Let the brow o'erwhelm it
                                    As fearfully as doth a galled rock..."