Cade,
with his Company.

Cade. So sirs: now go some and pull down the Sauoy:
Others to'th Innes of Court, downe with them all

But. I haue a suite vnto your Lordship

Cade. Bee it a Lordshippe, thou shalt haue it for that
word

But. Onely that the Lawes of England may come out
of your mouth

Iohn. Masse 'twill be sore Law then, for he was thrust
in the mouth with a Speare, and 'tis not whole yet

Smith. Nay Iohn, it wil be stinking Law, for his breath
stinkes with eating toasted cheese

Cade. I haue thought vpon it, it shall bee so. Away,
burne all the Records of the Realme, my mouth shall be
the Parliament of England

Iohn. Then we are like to haue biting Statutes
Vnlesse his teeth be pull'd out

Cade. And hence-forward all things shall be in Common.
Enter a Messenger.