London. Cannon Street.
(Jack Cade; Rebel Soldier; Soldiers; Dick the Butcher; Smith the Weaver)
Cade has taken London and proclaims himself Lord Mortimer, making it a crime to call him anything else. A soldier runs in calling him Cade and is immediately killed. Hearing that a royalist army has gathered at Smithfield, he takes his men to fight them, giving orders that London be burnt. (6 lines)
Enter Jack Cade and the rest, and strikes his staff on London Stone.
Now is Mortimer lord of this city. And here, sitting upon London Stone, I charge and command that, of the city’s cost, the pissing-conduit run nothing but claret wine this first year of our reign. And now henceforward it shall be treason for any that calls me other than Lord Mortimer.
Enter a Rebel Soldier running.
Jack Cade! Jack Cade!
Knock him down there.
They kill him.
If this fellow be wise, he’ll never call ye Jack Cade more. I think he hath a very fair warning.
My lord, there’s an army gather’d together in Smithfield.
Come, then, let’s go fight with them. But first go and set London Bridge on fire, and if you can, burn down the Tower too. Come, let’s away.