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The argument Benedick's friends mock his obvious lovesickness; Don John tells Don Pedro and Claudio that Hero is unchaste and invites them to watch the proof; the Watch overhears Borachio boasting of the deception and arrests him.
Enter Don Pedro, Claudio, Benedick and Leonato.
DON PEDRO [Amiably confirming his departure plans]

I do but stay till your marriage be consummate, and then go I toward Arragon.

I'm just waiting until your marriage is complete, and then I'll head to Aragon.

I'm just sticking around until after you get married, then I'm heading to Aragon.

hanging here til you're married then arragon-bound

CLAUDIO ≋ verse [Courteously offering to escort him]

I’ll bring you thither, my lord, if you’ll

vouchsafe me.

I'll escort you there, my lord, if you'll allow it.

I'd be honored to go with you, my lord, if that's okay.

i'll take you there if you want

DON PEDRO [Warmly refusing, teasing about Benedick]

Nay, that would be as great a soil in the new gloss of your

marriage, as to show a child his new coat and forbid him to wear it. I

will only be bold with Benedick for his company; for, from the crown of

his head to the sole of his foot, he is all mirth; he hath twice or thrice

cut Cupid’s bowstring, and the little hangman dare not shoot at him.

He hath a heart as sound as a bell, and his tongue is the clapper; for

what his heart thinks, his tongue speaks.

No, that would be as damaging to the fresh shine of your marriage as showing a child his new coat and forbidding him to wear it. I'll only take the liberty of Benedick's company; for from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, he is pure joy; he's broken Cupid's bow twice or three times, and the little executioner doesn't dare shoot at him. He's got a heart as healthy as a bell, and his tongue is the clapper; whatever his heart thinks, his tongue says.

No way, that would damage your brand-new marriage like giving a kid a coat and telling him he can't wear it. I just want to hang with Benedick because the guy is basically happiness from head to toe. He's escaped love multiple times—Cupid won't even try to shoot him anymore. His heart's totally sound and his mouth says exactly what he's thinking.

no don't do that benedick's all good vibes he's broken love arrows before what he thinks he says

BENEDICK [Distracted, betraying lovesick unease]

Gallants, I am not as I have been.

Gentlemen, I'm not the person I was before.

Guys, I'm not my usual self.

i'm different now

LEONATO [Observing Benedick's changed mood]

So say I: methinks you are sadder.

I agree; I think you seem more melancholy.

Yeah, you definitely seem sadder than usual.

you look down

CLAUDIO [Delighted, guessing at his secret]

I hope he be in love.

I suspect he's in love.

I bet he's fallen for someone.

he's in love

DON PEDRO ≋ verse [Scornful, refusing to believe it]

Hang him, truant! there’s no true drop of blood in him

to be truly touched with love. If he be sad, he wants money.

Damn that playboy! There's not a genuine drop of love in him. If he's sad, it's because he's short on cash.

Come on, that guy's too much of a flirt to actually fall in love. If he's down, it's just because he's broke.

nah he's too into partying he'd only be sad if he lost money

BENEDICK [Grasping for a flimsy excuse]

I have the tooth-ache.

I have a toothache.

I've got a killer toothache.

toothache

DON PEDRO [Curt, needling retort]

Draw it.

Draw it.

Draw it.

draw it.

BENEDICK [Sulky, brushing off the jibe]

Hang it.

Hang it.

Hang it.

hang it.

CLAUDIO [Landing a sly joke at Benedick]

You must hang it first, and draw it afterwards.

You have to hang it first, then pull it out.

You gotta hang it before you pull it.

hang it then pull it

DON PEDRO [Pouncing gleefully on his slip]

What! sigh for the tooth-ache?

What? You're sighing because of your tooth?

Are you seriously sighing over a toothache?

sighing over a tooth?

LEONATO [Piling on with mock concern]

Where is but a humour or a worm?

It's just a mood or a tooth worm?

Is it just a bad mood or something in your tooth?

mood or worm in your tooth?

BENEDICK [Testy, deflecting with a maxim]

Well, everyone can master a grief but he that has it.

Well, anyone can handle sorrow except the person experiencing it.

Everyone's great at dealing with sadness—except when it's their own.

people act like experts til it happens to them

CLAUDIO [Insisting, savoring the tease]

Yet say I, he is in love.

Still, I say he's in love.

I'm telling you, he's in love.

he's totally in love

DON PEDRO [Playfully inventing absurd theories]

There is no appearance of fancy in him, unless it be a fancy

that he hath to strange disguises; as to be a Dutchman today, a Frenchman

tomorrow; or in the shape of two countries at once, as a German from the

waist downward, all slops, and a Spaniard from the hip upward, no doublet.

Unless he have a fancy to this foolery, as it appears he hath, he is no

fool for fancy, as you would have it appear he is.

There's no sign of love in him, unless it's this obsession with weird costumes: one day dressing as a Dutchman, the next as a Frenchman; or mixing two countries at once, like a German from the waist down with all those loose pants, and a Spaniard from the hips up with no doublet. Unless he's into this costume nonsense—and he obviously is—he's not a lovesick fool the way you're suggesting.

I don't see any signs he's in love, unless you count his crazy fashion phase. One day he's dressed like a Dutchman, next day a Frenchman, sometimes he mixes styles like German pants with a Spanish shirt. That's just weird fashion, not love.

he's just into fashion dutchman one day frenchman next mixed styles sometimes not love

CLAUDIO [Adding fresh evidence, amused]

If he be not in love with some woman, there is no believing old

signs: a’ brushes his hat a mornings; what should that bode?

If he's not in love with some woman, you can't trust any of the traditional signs: he brushes his hat in the mornings—what could that mean?

If he's not in love, then forget everything we know about love signs. He brushes his hat in the morning—what's that supposed to prove?

if he's not in love we gotta rewrite the rules he's brushing his hat now

DON PEDRO [Feigning innocent curiosity]

Hath any man seen him at the barber’s?

Has anyone seen him at the barber's?

Has anyone spotted him getting his hair done?

anyone see him at the barber

CLAUDIO ≋ verse [Relishing the vivid gossip]

No, but the barber’s man hath been seen with him; and the

old ornament of his cheek hath already stuffed tennis balls.

No, but the barber's assistant has been seen with him; and his old beard has already been stuffed into tennis balls.

Nope, but the barber's assistant has been hanging with him, and that beard he had? It's been shredded into tennis ball filler.

barber's guy hangs with him his old beard's now in tennis balls

LEONATO [Mildly bemused by the change]

Indeed he looks younger than he did, by the loss of a beard.

In fact, he looks younger now because he shaved off his beard.

He definitely looks younger since he shaved that beard off.

looks younger without that beard

DON PEDRO [Gleeful, sniffing out more proof]

Nay, a’ rubs himself with civet: can you smell him out by that?

No, he rubs himself with civet perfume: can you tell by the smell?

He's also dousing himself in perfume—you could smell him coming a mile away.

he's wearing expensive perfume everywhere

CLAUDIO [Triumphantly drawing the conclusion]

That’s as much as to say the sweet youth’s in love.

That's basically saying the handsome young man is in love.

That basically proves he's madly in love.

yep that means he's in love

DON PEDRO [Clinching the joke, satisfied]

The greatest note of it is his melancholy.

The most obvious sign of it is his sadness.

The biggest clue is how depressed he's been.

his sadness is the real giveaway

CLAUDIO [Egging the joke further]

And when was he wont to wash his face?

And when was he ever in the habit of washing his face?

And when was he ever washing his face regularly?

when does he even wash his face

DON PEDRO [Slyly hinting at more rumor]

Yea, or to paint himself? for the which, I hear what they say of him.

Yes, or to put cosmetics on himself? And I hear what people say about that.

Or wearing makeup? People are already talking about that.

or wearing makeup now people r saying stuff

CLAUDIO ≋ verse [Noting his lost wit, amused]

Nay, but his jesting spirit; which is now crept into a

lute-string, and now governed by stops.

No, it's his playful spirit that's changed; it's now trapped in a lute string, controlled by the frets.

His whole joking personality is gone—it's like it got trapped in a lute string and is now controlled by the frets.

his jokes are gone trapped in a lute

DON PEDRO [Declaring the verdict, pleased]

Indeed, that tells a heavy tale for him. Conclude, conclude he is in love.

Now that's serious proof. Face it, he's definitely in love.

That's a dead giveaway. He's definitely in love.

that's it then he's in love

CLAUDIO [Teasing with a held-back secret]

Nay, but I know who loves him.

But more than that, I know who's in love with him.

Better yet, I know who's fallen for him.

and i know who loves him

DON PEDRO [Baiting for the punchline]

That would I know too: I warrant, one that knows him not.

I'd like to know that too: I'm guessing someone who doesn't really know him.

Yeah, I wanna know—I'm betting it's someone who barely knows him.

who? someone who doesn't know him?

CLAUDIO [Delivering the twist, amused]

Yes, and his ill conditions; and in despite of all, dies for him.

Yes, and despite all his flaws, she's dying for him.

Someone who knows his faults but loves him anyway.

yep knows his bad side but dying for him

DON PEDRO [Topping the joke with a jibe]

She shall be buried with her face upwards.

She'll be buried lying on her back.

She'll end up buried face-up.

rip to her i guess

BENEDICK [Curtly dismissing their teasing]

Yet is this no charm for the tooth-ache. Old signior, walk aside

with me: I have studied eight or nine wise words to speak to you, which

these hobby-horses must not hear.

This talk doesn't cure my toothache. Old sir, step aside with me: I've prepared eight or nine wise words for you that these frivolous people shouldn't hear.

This conversation isn't helping my tooth. Come on, old man, let's step away: I've got some serious things to tell you privately.

my tooth still hurts come aside i got real stuff to tell you

[Exeunt Benedick and Leonato.]
DON PEDRO [Guessing Benedick's real reason]

For my life, to break with him about Beatrice.

I'd bet my life he wants to talk to him about Beatrice.

I'd stake everything he's gonna talk about Beatrice.

he's gonna tell him about beatrice

CLAUDIO [Confident the scheme has worked]

’Tis even so. Hero and Margaret have by this played

their parts with Beatrice, and then the two bears will not bite one

another when they meet.

That's exactly it. Hero and Margaret have already played their part with Beatrice, and then those two rough people won't attack each other when they meet.

Exactly. Hero and Margaret have already set things up with Beatrice, so when those two run into each other, they won't be at each other's throats.

hero & margaret got beatrice ready those two won't fight when they meet

Enter Don John.
DON JOHN [Feigning cordial respect]

My lord and brother, God save you!

My lord and brother, may God protect you!

My lord and brother, how are you!

my lord & brother hey

DON PEDRO [Politely cool greeting]

Good den, brother.

Hello, brother.

Good to see you, brother.

hey bro

DON JOHN [Formally requesting a private word]

If your leisure served, I would speak with you.

If you had time available, I'd like to speak with you.

If you've got a minute, I need to talk to you.

can we talk if you got time

DON PEDRO [Wary, sensing something amiss]

In private?

In private?

In private?

in private?

DON JOHN [Deliberately drawing Claudio in]

If it please you; yet Count Claudio may hear, for what I would

speak of concerns him.

If it suits you; though Count Claudio can listen too since what I want to say affects him.

If you don't mind; Claudio can hear this since it's about him anyway.

claudio can listen too it's about him

DON PEDRO [Growing impatient for the news]

What’s the matter?

What’s the matter?

What’s the matter?

what’s the matter?

DON JOHN [feigning idle concern, setting up his lie]

[To Claudio.] Means your lordship to be married tomorrow?

Are you planning to marry tomorrow, my lord?

So you're really getting married tomorrow?

getting married tomorrow tho

DON PEDRO [Brushing off the odd question]

You know he does.

You're well aware that he does.

You know that's the case.

he definitely does

DON JOHN [Ominously implying hidden knowledge]

I know not that, when he knows what I know.

I don't know that to be true, not when he knows what I know.

He won't feel that way once he knows what I know.

not once he hears what i know

CLAUDIO [Bracing himself for bad news]

If there be any impediment, I pray you discover it.

If there's any problem, please reveal it.

If there's something wrong, tell us now.

if something's wrong just say it

DON JOHN [Laying groundwork for his slander]

You may think I love you not: let that appear hereafter, and aim

better at me by that I now will manifest. For my brother, I think he holds

you well, and in dearness of heart hath holp to effect your ensuing

marriage; surely suit ill-spent and labour ill bestowed!

You might think I don't care about you: judge me later by what I'm about to show you. As for my brother, I think he regards you well and has worked hard from the heart to make your marriage happen; but that's certainly effort wasted and care thrown away!

You might think I don't like you, but hold that judgment until you hear what I'm about to tell you. My brother likes you fine and has worked hard to get you married, but honestly, that's wasted effort.

you might think i don't like you but my bro worked hard for your wedding wasted effort tho

DON PEDRO [Demanding he get to the point]

Why, what’s the matter?

Well, what's wrong then?

What are you talking about?

what's the problem

DON JOHN [Delivering the slander bluntly]

I came hither to tell you; and circumstances shortened,—for she

has been too long a talking of,—the lady is disloyal.

I came here to tell you this; to keep it short—because she's been discussed too long—the lady is unfaithful.

That's why I'm here. To put it simply—because we've talked about this too much—Hero's being unfaithful.

hero's cheating on you

CLAUDIO [Stunned disbelief at the accusation]

Who, Hero?

Who, Hero?

Who, Hero?

who, hero?

DON JOHN [Twisting the knife with repetition]

Even she: Leonato’s Hero, your Hero, every man’s Hero.

Her exactly: Leonato's daughter Hero, your Hero, every man's Hero.

Yeah, her. The one everyone's crazy about.

yep leonato's hero everyone's hero

Why it matters Don John's 'every man's Hero' is the accusation made explicit — he is claiming Hero is sexually available to all men. The cruelty is in the possessive 'your Hero' followed immediately by 'every man's.'
CLAUDIO [Reeling, echoing the accusation]

Disloyal?

Disloyal?

Disloyal?

disloyal?

DON JOHN [Coolly offering false proof]

The word’s too good to paint out her wickedness; I could

say, she were worse: think you of a worse title, and I will fit her to it.

Wonder not till further warrant: go but with me tonight, you shall see

her chamber window entered, even the night before her wedding-day: if you

love her then, tomorrow wed her; but it would better fit your honour to

change your mind.

That word is too mild to describe her wickedness; I could say she's worse: think of a worse label and I'll fit her to it. Don't be amazed until you have more proof: come with me tonight and you'll see a man entering her chamber window, the very night before her wedding day: if you love her then, marry her tomorrow; but it would be more honorable for you to reconsider.

That word isn't strong enough for what she's done. I could call her worse than that—just name a worse insult and I'll make it stick. Don't freak out yet; come with me tonight and you'll see a man sneaking into her window, the night before your wedding. If you still love her after that, go ahead and marry her tomorrow. But honestly, backing out would save your honor.

she's worse than disloyal come tonight you'll see a man in her window night before your wedding still want to marry her?

CLAUDIO [Desperate hope it isn't true]

May this be so?

Can this really be true?

Is this actually happening?

seriously?

DON PEDRO [Refusing to believe the accusation]

I will not think it.

I refuse to believe it.

I won't accept that.

i don't believe it

DON JOHN [Pressing his advantage, smug]

If you dare not trust that you see, confess not that you know.

If you will follow me, I will show you enough; and when you have seen more

and heard more, proceed accordingly.

If you can't trust what you see, don't claim to know anything. If you'll come with me, I'll show you enough evidence; and when you've seen and heard more, act accordingly.

If you won't trust your own eyes, don't pretend to know anything. Come with me tonight and I'll show you proof. Once you've seen everything, do what you think is right.

come with me tonight i'll show you proof then you decide what to do

CLAUDIO [Cold resolve to shame her publicly]

If I see anything tonight why I should not marry her tomorrow,

in the congregation, where I should wed, there will I shame her.

If I see anything tonight that's a reason not to marry her tomorrow, I will disgrace her right there in the church where we're supposed to wed.

If I see anything tonight that proves she's unfaithful, I'm calling her out in front of everyone at the wedding.

if she's cheating i'll shame her in church

Why it matters Claudio's vow is devastating in its immediate specificity — he will publicly shame her, in the church, with everyone watching. He goes from doubt to public punishment in one sentence.
DON PEDRO ≋ verse [Turning from advocate to accuser]

And, as I wooed for thee to obtain her, I will join with thee

to disgrace her.

And since I courted her on your behalf to win her, I'll join you in humiliating her.

Since I helped you get her in the first place, I'll help you destroy her reputation.

i'll help you shame her since i got her for you

DON JOHN [Savoring his scheme's success]

I will disparage her no farther till you are my witnesses: bear

it coldly but till midnight, and let the issue show itself.

I won't insult her any more until you see it for yourselves: act normal until midnight, and let the truth reveal itself.

I'll shut up until you see it with your own eyes. Just act casual until midnight and everything will become clear.

wait til midnight then you'll see the truth

DON PEDRO [Lamenting the day's sudden turn]

O day untowardly turned!

What a badly turned day!

Everything's going wrong today!

everything's ruined

CLAUDIO [Anguished at the timing of betrayal]

O mischief strangely thwarting!

What an unexpected catastrophe!

This is completely disastrous!

this is a disaster

DON JOHN [Gloating in dark satisfaction]

O plague right well prevented! So will you say when you have seen

the sequel.

What a well-averted disaster! That's what you'll say when you see what happens next.

A disaster prevented! That's what you'll say once you see what comes next.

dodged a bullet you'll see

[Exeunt.]
DON JOHN [Stage direction, not dialogue]

Scene III. A Street.

A street.

Outside on the street.

street scene

Enter Dogberry and Verges,
DON JOHN [Scene direction fragment]

with the Watch.

with the Watch arriving.

here comes the Watch.

watch arrives

DOGBERRY [Self-importantly opening the muster]

Are you good men and true?

Are you honest and reliable men?

Are you guys trustworthy?

you guys honest?

VERGES [Earnestly garbling the point]

Yea, or else it were pity but they should suffer salvation, body and soul.

Yes, or else it would be a shame if they didn't suffer eternal damnation.

Yep, or else they'd deserve to go to hell.

yeah or they'd deserve hell

"suffer salvation" Verges means 'damnation' — a classic malapropism. He will consistently say the opposite of what he means throughout the scene. Dogberry, who does the same, considers him a worthy partner.
DOGBERRY [Pompously correcting his partner]

Nay, that were a punishment too good for them, if they should

have any allegiance in them, being chosen for the Prince’s watch.

No, that would be too light a punishment for them if they had any loyalty, being chosen for the Prince's patrol.

That's not punishment enough if they're supposed to be loyal members of the Prince's watch.

if they're chosen for the watch they gotta be loyal

VERGES [Deferring, moving things along]

Well, give them their charge, neighbour Dogberry.

Well, give them their instructions, neighbor Dogberry.

Okay, tell them what to do, Dogberry.

go ahead give them their orders

DOGBERRY [Puffed up with mock authority]

First, who think you the most desartless man to be constable?

First, who do you think is the least skilled man to be constable?

First, who's the least competent guy to be in charge?

who's the worst choice for constable

FIRST WATCH [Plainly answering the question]

Hugh Oatcake, sir, or George Seacoal; for they can write and read.

Hugh Oatcake, sir, or George Seacoal; those two have literacy skills.

Hugh Oatcake or George Seacoal—they know how to read and write.

hugh oatcake or george seacoal they can read & write

DOGBERRY [Grandly bestowing false wisdom]

Come hither, neighbour Seacoal. God hath blessed you with a good

name: to be a well-favoured man is the gift of Fortune; but to write and

read comes by Nature.

Come here, neighbor Seacoal. God blessed you with a good name: being handsome is a gift of luck; but knowing how to read and write comes from nature.

Come here, George. You've got a great name, and being good-looking is just luck, but being able to read and write? That's real ability.

good name you got good looks are luck but reading & writing is real talent

"to be a well-favoured man is the gift of fortune, but to write and read comes by nature" Dogberry has reversed the common wisdom — looks are natural gifts, literacy is taught. But his reversal has its own accidental logic: in Elizabethan England, literacy was by no means universal, so perhaps he's right that it's a natural gift of the mind.
SECOND WATCH [Cut off before finishing]

Both which, Master Constable,—

Those two qualities, Master Constable,—

Both things, Constable,—

both those things

DOGBERRY [Nonsensically laying down the law]

You have: I knew it would be your answer. Well, for your favour,

sir, why, give God thanks, and make no boast of it; and for your writing

and reading, let that appear when there is no need of such vanity. You are

thought here to be the most senseless and fit man for the constable of the

watch; therefore bear you the lanthorn. This is your charge: you shall

comprehend all vagrom men; you are to bid any man stand, in the Prince’s

name.

You have: I knew that's what you'd say. Well, regarding your good looks, sir, give credit to God and don't boast about it; and regarding your reading and writing skills, let that show up only when it's actually needed, not as vanity. You're considered here to be the most senseless and appropriate man for the constable of the watch; therefore you'll carry the lantern. This is your duty: you'll have to apprehend all wandering criminals; you're to command any person to stop in the Prince's name.

Yeah, of course you'd say that. Look, don't brag about being good-looking—thank God for that. And with the reading and writing thing, save it for when it actually matters, don't show off. You're perfect for being the night watch constable—senseless and all. You carry the lantern. Your job is to catch anyone suspicious wandering around and make them stop in the Prince's name.

thank god for looks don't brag save reading for when it matters you carry the lantern catch vagrants tell em to stop

SECOND WATCH [Practically minded, seeking guidance]

How, if a’ will not stand?

What if he refuses to stop?

What if someone won't stop?

what if they won't stop

DOGBERRY [Blithely advising cowardice]

Why, then, take no note of him, but let him go; and presently

call the rest of the watch together, and thank God you are rid of a knave.

Well then, ignore him but let him leave; and immediately call the rest of the watch together and be grateful you're rid of a criminal.

Then just let him go and don't worry about it. Round up the rest of the watch and count your blessings you got away from a troublemaker.

let him go gather the others be glad you lost a criminal

Why it matters The comedy of Dogberry's instructions is that they are perfectly designed to ensure no crime is ever stopped. The watch should avoid all confrontation. This makes it even more miraculous that they accidentally catch Borachio.
VERGES [Earnest, logic gone askew]

If he will not stand when he is bidden, he is none of the Prince’s

subjects.

If he refuses to stop when ordered, he's not one of the Prince's loyal subjects.

Anyone who won't stop when told is a traitor to the Prince.

if he won't stop he's not loyal

DOGBERRY [Tangled in his own logic]

True, and they are to meddle with none but the Prince’s

subjects. You shall also make no noise in the streets: for, for the

watch to babble and to talk is most tolerable and not to be endured.

True, and you only have authority over the Prince's subjects. You also must not make noise in the streets: for the watch to chatter and talk is most intolerable and cannot be allowed.

Right, you only deal with the Prince's people. And keep quiet in the streets—nothing's worse than a noisy night watch.

only deal with prince's subjects keep quiet in streets no chattering

"most tolerable and not to be endured" Dogberry means 'most intolerable and not to be endured' — the reversal of 'tolerable' for 'intolerable' is his signature. He consistently says the opposite of what he means while remaining completely confident.
SECOND WATCH [Cheerfully lazy compliance]

We will rather sleep than talk: we know what belongs to a watch.

We'll sleep rather than talk: we know what a watch requires.

We'll sleep instead of talking. We know what we're supposed to do.

we'll sleep not talk we know how to watch

DOGBERRY [Approving of laziness as wisdom]

Why, you speak like an ancient and most quiet watchman, for I

cannot see how sleeping should offend; only have a care that your bills be

not stolen. Well, you are to call at all the alehouses, and bid those that

are drunk get them to bed.

Well, you sound like an old and very quiet guard, and I don't see how sleeping would be a problem; just make sure your weapons aren't stolen. Well, you're to visit all the taverns and tell the drunk people to go to bed.

That's exactly what a good old-fashioned guard would say—I don't see anything wrong with sleeping on the job. Just don't lose your weapons. And you've gotta check all the bars and tell the drunk guys to go home.

sleep all you want just guard your weapons go to bars tell drunks to bed

SECOND WATCH [Dutifully asking what-if]

How if they will not?

What if they refuse?

What if they won't go?

if they say no

DOGBERRY [Shrugging off responsibility]

Why then, let them alone till they are sober: if they make you

not then the better answer, you may say they are not the men you took them

for.

Well then, leave them alone until they're sober: if they don't give you a better response then, you can say they're not the men you took them to be.

Then just leave them until they're sober. If they still give you a hard time then, they're not who you thought they were.

leave them til they sober up if they're still rude they're not who you thought

SECOND WATCH [Simply, dutifully accepting]

Well, sir.

Well, sir.

Well, sir.

well, sir.

DOGBERRY [Advising cautious inaction]

If you meet a thief, you may suspect him, by virtue of your

office, to be no true man; and, for such kind of men, the less you meddle

or make with them, why, the more is for your honesty.

If you encounter a thief, you can rightfully suspect him to be a dishonorable man by the authority of your position; and the less you get involved with such men, the better it is for your own reputation.

If you run into a thief, you're right to be suspicious of him as a bad guy. The less you get involved with criminals, the cleaner your hands stay.

thieves are bad guys stay away from them keep clean

SECOND WATCH [Puzzled by the odd instruction]

If we know him to be a thief, shall we not lay hands on him?

If we know for certain he's a thief, shouldn't we arrest him?

Shouldn't we grab a known thief?

if he's a thief we grab him right

DOGBERRY [Preferring avoidance to action]

Truly, by your office, you may; but I think they that touch

pitch will be defiled. The most peaceable way for you, if you do take a

thief, is to let him show himself what he is and steal out of your

company.

Truly, by your office you can; but I think those who touch pitch will get soiled. The most peaceful way for you, if you do catch a thief, is to let him reveal his nature and slip away from your company.

You could if you wanted to, but you know what they say: mess with criminals and you get dirty. If you catch someone stealing, just let him take off—don't get your hands dirty.

you could but don't get dirty let him go & steal away

VERGES [Fondly praising his partner]

You have been always called a merciful man, partner.

You've always been known as a kind man, partner.

People always say you're a good, kind guy.

everyone knows you're merciful

DOGBERRY ≋ verse [Proud of his soft-hearted mercy]

Truly, I would not hang a dog by my will, much more a man who

hath any honesty in him.

Truly, I wouldn't execute a dog if I could help it, let alone a man who has any decency.

I wouldn't even execute a dog if I could help it, definitely not an honest man.

i wouldn't hang a dog wouldn't hang an honest man either

VERGES [Earnestly issuing an odd charge]

If you hear a child cry in the night, you must call to the nurse

and bid her still it.

If you hear a child crying at night, you must call to the nurse and tell her to quiet it.

If you hear a baby crying at night, tell the nurse to shush it.

if a baby cries at night tell the nurse to quiet it

SECOND WATCH [Testing the instruction's logic]

How if the nurse be asleep and will not hear us?

What if the nurse is sleeping and can't hear us?

What if the nurse is asleep?

nurse is snoozing

DOGBERRY [Spouting garbled folk wisdom]

Why then, depart in peace, and let the child wake her with

crying; for the ewe that will not hear her lamb when it baes, will never

answer a calf when he bleats.

Then leave in peace and let the child wake her with crying; because a mother sheep that won't listen to her lamb bleating will never respond to a calf bleating.

Then go in peace and let the baby wake her up. A sheep that ignores her lamb won't listen to any other animal either.

go & let baby wake her sheep that ignore lambs ignore calves

VERGES [Nodding along, credulous]

’Tis very true.

That is absolutely true.

You're completely right.

facts

DOGBERRY [Grandly concluding the charge]

This is the end of the charge. You constable, are to present the

Prince’s own person: if you meet the Prince in the night, you may

stay him.

This concludes the instructions. You, the constable, represent the Prince's authority: if you encounter the Prince at night, you're allowed to stop him.

That's everything. You speak for the Prince, so if you see the Prince at night, you can stop him.

you speak for the prince if you see him at night stop him

VERGES [Mildly disputing the point]

Nay, by’r lady, that I think, a’ cannot.

No, I don't think he can.

No, I don't think that's possible.

nah i don't think he can

DOGBERRY [Confidently overexplaining the law]

Five shillings to one on’t, with any man that knows the

statutes, he may stay him: marry, not without the Prince be willing; for,

indeed, the watch ought to offend no man, and it is an offence to stay a

man against his will.

I'll bet five shillings against one that any lawyer would agree he can stop him: but only if the Prince allows it; because the watch shouldn't bother anyone, and it's wrong to stop someone against their will.

I'd bet money that anyone who knows the law would agree you could stop him—but only if the Prince is okay with it. The watch isn't supposed to hassle anyone, and forcing someone to stop is wrong.

legally yeah but only if he wants watch shouldn't hassle people

VERGES [Easily won back over]

By’r lady, I think it be so.

I think so.

Yeah, I think so too.

yeah i reckon

DOGBERRY [Chuckling, self-satisfied wrap-up]

Ha, ah, ha! Well, masters, good night: an there be any matter of

weight chances, call up me: keep your fellows’ counsels and your

own, and good night. Come, neighbour.

Ha! Well, everyone, good night. If anything important happens, wake me up. Keep your friends' secrets and your own, and good night. Come on, neighbor.

Ha! Look, everyone, good night. If anything serious comes up, give me a wake-up call. Keep your buddies' business private and yours too, and good night. Come on, neighbor.

later everyone if something big happens wake me keep secrets talk soon

SECOND WATCH ≋ verse [Content to shirk the duty]

Well, masters, we hear our charge: let us go sit here upon

the church bench till two, and then all to bed.

All right, everyone, we understand our assignment. Let's go sit on the church bench until two o'clock, then we all go to bed.

Okay, everyone, we got what we're supposed to do. Let's sit over there on the church bench until two, then head off to sleep.

got it let's sit on bench til 2 then bed

DOGBERRY ≋ verse [One last pompous instruction]

One word more, honest neighbours. I pray you, watch about

Signior Leonato’s door; for the wedding being there tomorrow,

there is a great coil tonight. Adieu; be vigitant, I beseech

you.

One more thing, honest neighbors. I ask you, keep watch around Signior Leonato's door, because there's a wedding there tomorrow and there's a lot of commotion tonight. Goodbye; be vigilant, I beg you.

One more thing, good neighbors. I'm asking you to keep watch around Signior Leonato's place. There's a wedding tomorrow and things are chaotic tonight. Goodbye; stay alert, please.

one more thing watch leonato's door tonight wedding tomorrow stay alert plz

[Exeunt Dogberry and Verges.]
Enter Borachio and Conrade.
BORACHIO [Calling out into the dark]

What, Conrade!

What, Conrade!

What, Conrade!

what, conrade!

WATCH [aside, hushing his fellow watchman]

[Aside] Peace! stir not.

Be quiet! Do not move.

Keep quiet! Don't move.

shh stay still

BORACHIO [Impatiently repeating the call]

Conrade, I say!

Conrade, I say!

Conrade, I say!

conrade, i say!

CONRADE [Announcing himself, unbothered]

Here, man. I am at thy elbow.

Here I am. I'm right beside you.

Yeah, I'm here. Right next to you.

i'm here right beside u

BORACHIO [Wry insult disguised as jest]

Mass, and my elbow itched; I thought there would a scab follow.

Oh, my elbow itched. I figured a scab would develop.

And my elbow started itching. I figured a scab would show up.

my elbow itched thought a scab wld come

CONRADE [Brushing off the insult, curious]

I will owe thee an answer for that; and now forward with thy tale.

I owe you an answer for that, and now keep going with your story.

I'll get back to you on that. Now just keep telling your story.

i'll owe u one keep going w the story

BORACHIO ≋ verse [Settling in to boast drunkenly]

Stand thee close then under this penthouse, for it drizzles

rain, and I will, like a true drunkard, utter all to thee.

Stand close to me then under this overhang, because it's drizzling rain, and I will, like a true drunk, tell you everything.

Stand close to me under this overhang, since it's drizzling, and I'll pour out everything to you like a drunk.

stand close under here it's drizzling i'll tell u everything

WATCH [aside, alarmed, urging silence]

[Aside] Some treason, masters; yet stand close.

This is treason, men; stay hidden.

This is treachery, folks; stay out of sight.

treason stay hidden

BORACHIO [Bragging about his payoff]

Therefore know, I have earned of Don John a thousand ducats.

So you know, I have earned a thousand ducats from Don John.

So here's the deal: Don John paid me a thousand ducats.

don john paid me a thousand ducats

CONRADE [Incredulous at the sum]

Is it possible that any villainy should be so dear?

Is it possible that any evil deed should cost so much money?

You're saying a crime would cost that much?

crime costs that much?

BORACHIO [Smugly correcting his friend]

Thou shouldst rather ask if it were possible any villainy should

be so rich; for when rich villains have need of poor ones, poor ones may

make what price they will.

You should rather ask if it's possible for any crime to make someone so rich. When wealthy criminals need poor ones, the poor ones can charge whatever they want.

You should ask if it's possible for a crime to make someone that rich. When rich crooks need poor people, the poor people can set their own price.

when rich crooks need poor ppl poor ppl set their own price

CONRADE [Still skeptical, musing]

I wonder at it.

I'm amazed by it.

That's crazy.

wild

BORACHIO [Condescendingly lecturing his friend]

That shows thou art unconfirmed. Thou knowest that the fashion

of a doublet, or a hat, or a cloak, is nothing to a man.

That shows you're inexperienced. You know that the fashion of a doublet, or a hat, or a cloak, means nothing to a man.

That shows you're out of the loop. You know that what a man wears—a doublet, a hat, a cloak—doesn't matter.

ur out of the loop fashion doesn't matter

CONRADE [Missing the point, literal]

Yes, it is apparel.

Yes, it's clothing.

Yeah, it's what he's wearing.

yeah it's clothes

BORACHIO [Impatiently clarifying himself]

I mean, the fashion.

I mean, the style.

No, I mean the style itself.

the fashion specifically

CONRADE [Playing dumb, needling him]

Yes, the fashion is the fashion.

Yes, style is style.

Right, style is style.

yeah style is style

BORACHIO ≋ verse [Exasperated, pressing his point]

Tush! I may as well say the fool’s the fool. But seest

thou not what a deformed thief this fashion is?

Come on! I might as well say a fool is a fool. But don't you see what a deformed thief this fashion is?

Oh come on! That's like saying a fool is a fool. But don't you see how fashion is a deformed thief?

fashion is a thief deformed completely messed up

WATCH [aside, comically self-important]

[Aside] I know that Deformed; a’ has been a vile thief

this seven years; a’ goes up and down like a gentleman: I remember

his name.

I know that Deformed criminal. He has been a terrible thief for seven years. He goes about like a gentleman. I remember him.

I know Deformed—that guy's been a nasty crook for seven years. He acts like he's respectable. Yeah, I remember him.

i know deformed been stealing 7 years acts fancy

BORACHIO [suddenly wary, sensing eavesdroppers]

Didst thou not hear somebody?

Did you not hear someone?

Did you hear that?

u hear that?

CONRADE [Reassuring him, dismissive]

No: ’twas the vane on the house.

No, it was the weathervane on the house.

Nah, it was just the weathervane on the roof.

nah just the weathervane

BORACHIO [Warming to his own cleverness]

Seest thou not, I say, what a deformed thief this fashion is?

how giddily he turns about all the hot bloods between fourteen and

five-and-thirty? sometime fashioning them like Pharaoh’s soldiers in

the reechy painting; sometime like god Bel’s priests in the old

church window; sometime like the shaven Hercules in the smirched

worm-eaten tapestry, where his codpiece seems as massy as his club?

Don't you see, I'm telling you, what a deformed thief this fashion is? How wildly it transforms all the young men between fourteen and thirty-five? Sometimes making them look like Pharaoh's soldiers in a smoky old painting; sometimes like the priests of god Bel in an old church window; sometimes like the shaven Hercules in a stained, worn-eaten tapestry, where his codpiece looks as massive as his club?

Don't you see what a deformed thief fashion is? How it messes with all the young guys between fourteen and thirty-five? Sometimes they look like Pharaoh's soldiers in some old smoky painting; sometimes like priests of Bel in an old church window; sometimes like a shaved Hercules in a stained, falling-apart tapestry, with his codpiece looking as big as his club?

fashion is deformed messes w young guys like soldiers in paintings like priests like hercules codpiece huge lol

CONRADE [Turning the joke back on him]

All this I see, and I see that the fashion wears out more apparel

than the man. But art not thou thyself giddy with the fashion too, that

thou hast shifted out of thy tale into telling me of the fashion?

I see all this, and I see that fashion uses up more clothing than the person. But are you not yourself wild with fashion too, in that you have shifted out of your story into telling me about fashion?

I get it, and I see that fashion goes through more clothes than the person wearing them. But aren't you a bit fashion-crazy yourself? You got so distracted talking about fashion that you dropped your actual story.

fashion uses more clothes than ppl and ur obsessed w it too u forgot ur story

BORACHIO [Launching into his confession, pleased]

Not so neither; but know, that I have tonight wooed Margaret,

the Lady Hero’s gentlewoman, by the name of Hero: she leans me out

at her mistress’ chamber window, bids me a thousand times good

night,—I tell this tale vilely:—I should first tell thee how the Prince,

Claudio, and my master, planted and placed and possessed by my master Don

John, saw afar off in the orchard this amiable encounter.

Not at all. But know that I have tonight courted Margaret, Hero's lady's maid, calling her by the name of Hero. She leans out at her mistress's chamber window, tells me good night a thousand times. I'm telling this story badly. I should first tell you how the Prince, Claudio, and my master, manipulated and controlled by my master Don John, saw from far away in the orchard this friendly encounter.

Not really. But here's the thing: I've been with Margaret, Hero's handmaid, but calling her Hero. She leans out at her mistress's window, says good night to me over and over. I'm messing up this story. I should tell you first how the Prince, Claudio, and my master—pushed around by my boss Don John—saw from the orchard what looked like a nice little encounter.

i wooed margaret called her hero she leaned out the window prince & claudio saw thought it was hero from far away

Why it matters This is the scene's pivot: Borachio describes the crime in the open air, drunk on his own success, not knowing the Watch is listening. The confession that will save Hero is being spoken into the night right now.
CONRADE [Following along, intrigued]

And thought they Margaret was Hero?

And did they think Margaret was Hero?

So they thought she was Hero?

fooled into thinking it was hero?

BORACHIO [Relishing his trick's success]

Two of them did, the Prince and Claudio; but the devil my

master, knew she was Margaret; and partly by his oaths, which first

possessed them, partly by the dark night, which did deceive them, but

chiefly by my villainy, which did confirm any slander that Don John had

made, away went Claudio enraged; swore he would meet her, as he was

appointed, next morning at the temple, and there, before the whole

congregation, shame her with what he saw o’er night, and send her

home again without a husband.

Yes, two of them fell for it—the Prince and Claudio. But my master the devil, he understood it was actually Margaret. Don John's swearing got them worked up in the first place. The dark night confused their eyes. But my actions—that's what really sealed the deal. I confirmed every slanderous lie Don John had started. Claudio flew into a rage. He vowed to be at the temple tomorrow morning where they were supposed to marry. In front of the entire congregation, he'd humiliate her with what he'd witnessed the previous night. Then he'd send her back home, rejected and unmarried.

Two of them bought it—the Prince and Claudio. But my master, the devil, knew it was Margaret. Partly because of what he said to them, which set them off, partly because of the dark night that fooled them, but mostly because of what I did, which backed up every lie Don John told, Claudio got furious. He swore he'd show up the next morning at the temple where they were supposed to get married and humiliate her in front of everybody about what he saw last night, then send her home with no husband.

prince & claudio believed it don john knew it was margaret dark night fooled them my villainy sealed it claudio raged swore to shame her at temple in front of everyone no husband

🎭 Dramatic irony Borachio describes the plan to shame Hero in the church — and the Watch overhears every word. The audience knows both the disaster coming and the evidence that could stop it. The question is whether anyone competent will act on it in time.
FIRST WATCH [Bursting in, seizing the moment]

We charge you in the Prince’s name, stand!

We order you in the Prince's name to stop!

Stop right there! The Prince's orders!

stop prince's orders

SECOND WATCH [Excited at catching the culprits]

Call up the right Master Constable. We have here recovered

the most dangerous piece of lechery that ever was known in the

commonwealth.

Call the proper Master Constable. We have here discovered the most dangerous act of lechery ever known in the commonwealth.

Get the Constable over here. We just caught the worst crime of lust this town has ever seen.

get the constable we caught the worst sex crime ever

FIRST WATCH [Confused, misreading the clue]

And one Deformed is one of them: I know him, a’ wears a lock.

One of these guys is this criminal they call Deformed. I recognize him; he sports a distinctive curl of hair.

And there's one they call Deformed. I know that guy; he wears a lock.

one's named deformed i know him has a distinctive lock

CONRADE [Alarmed protest at being seized]

Masters, masters!

Masters, masters!

Masters, masters!

masters, masters!

SECOND WATCH [Confidently misreading the situation]

You’ll be made bring Deformed forth, I warrant you.

You'll be forced to bring Deformed out, I assure you.

You'll end up bringing this Deformed guy out, I'm sure of it.

ur gonna bring deformed here guaranteed

CONRADE [Cut off, still protesting]

Masters,—

Masters,—

Masters,—

masters,—

FIRST WATCH [Blustering with garbled authority]

Never speak: we charge you let us obey you to go with us.

Don't speak. We order you to go with us.

Be quiet. You're coming with us. That's an order.

don't talk u coming w us

BORACHIO [Resigned, wry about his capture]

We are like to prove a goodly commodity, being taken up of these

men’s bills.

We are likely to prove a fine commodity, being arrested by these officers' warrants.

Looks like we're about to become quite the prize, getting picked up on these guys' orders.

we're a nice commodity now taken up on their warrants

CONRADE [Sardonic, giving in at last]

A commodity in question, I warrant you. Come, we’ll obey you.

A questionable commodity, I assure you. Come on, we'll obey you.

A pretty questionable commodity, trust me. Okay, we'll come with you.

questionable commodity let's go we'll obey

[Exeunt.]
CONRADE [Scene heading, no dialogue here]

Scene IV. A Room in Leonato’s House.

A room in Leonato's house.

Inside Leonato's house.

leonato's house

Enter Hero, Margaret and Ursula.
HERO [Brisk, ordinary morning instruction]

Good Ursula, wake my cousin Beatrice, and desire her to rise.

Good Ursula, wake my cousin Beatrice and ask her to get up.

Ursula, go wake up my cousin Beatrice and ask her to get out of bed.

ursula wake up beatrice

URSULA [Simple, dutiful obedience]

I will, lady.

I will, lady.

I will, lady.

i will, lady.

HERO [Casual follow-up request]

And bid her come hither.

And tell her to come here.

And ask her to join us.

have her come here

URSULA [Brief, cheerful acknowledgment]

Well.

Well.

Well.

well.

[Exit.]
MARGARET [Offering unsolicited fashion opinion]

Troth, I think your other rebato were better.

Truly, I think your other stiff collar would look better.

Honestly, I think your other collar looked better.

your other collar looked better

HERO [Cheerfully decisive about her dress]

No, pray thee, good Meg, I’ll wear this.

No, please, good Meg, I'll wear this one.

No, come on Meg, I'm wearing this one.

no i'm wearing this

MARGARET [Playfully needling, invoking Beatrice]

By my troth’s not so good; and I warrant your cousin will say so.

By my word, it's not that good, and I bet your cousin will agree.

Honestly, it's not as good, and I'm betting Beatrice will say the same.

not as good beat will agree

HERO ≋ verse [Fond teasing of her maids]

My cousin’s a fool, and thou art another: I’ll

wear none but this.

My cousin's a fool, and you're another one. I'll wear nothing but this.

My cousin's an idiot, and so are you. I'm only wearing this one.

ur both fools i'm wearing this

MARGARET [Chattering admiringly about fashion]

I like the new tire within excellently, if the hair were a thought

browner; and your gown’s a most rare fashion, i’ faith. I saw the

Duchess of Milan’s gown that they praise so.

I like the new headdress inside very much, if the hair were a bit browner. And your gown is a very rare fashion, truly. I saw the Duchess of Milan's gown that they praise so much.

I love the new headdress, though it would look better if the hair was a bit darker. And your gown is seriously stylish. I saw the Duchess of Milan's dress that everyone raves about.

love the new headdress wish hair was darker rare gown saw duchess of milan's

HERO [Mildly impressed, making chatter]

O! that exceeds, they say.

Oh, they say that one is amazing.

Yeah, I've heard that one is incredible.

heard hers is insane

MARGARET [Gushing over the gown's splendor]

By my troth ’s but a night-gown in respect of yours: cloth o’ gold, and

cuts, and laced with silver, set with pearls, down sleeves, side

sleeves, and skirts round, underborne with a bluish tinsel; but for a

fine, quaint, graceful, and excellent fashion, yours is worth ten on’t.

By my word, it's just a dressing gown compared to yours: gold cloth and slashes, laced with silver, set with pearls, long sleeves, side sleeves, and skirts all around, lined with bluish tinsel. But for a fine, elegant, graceful, and excellent fashion, yours is worth ten of it.

Honestly, it's just a bathrobe next to yours. Gold cloth with slashes, laced in silver, set with pearls, long sleeves, side sleeves, full skirts, lined with bluish tinsel. But for style and elegance, your gown beats hers ten to one.

hers is just a bathrobe urs has gold cloth silver lace pearls long sleeves full skirts urs is worth 10x more

HERO [A flash of dread beneath wedding joy]

God give me joy to wear it! for my heart is exceeding heavy.

God grant me joy to wear it, because my heart is extremely heavy.

I hope I can enjoy wearing it, but my heart feels really heavy.

hope i enjoy wearing it but my heart's so heavy

Why it matters Hero's one honest admission of dread on her wedding morning — before she knows anything is wrong. The instinct is correct even if she doesn't know why.
🎭 Dramatic irony Hero says 'my heart is very heavy' on her wedding morning. She has no conscious reason for the dread. The audience does: Don John has already poisoned Claudio's mind the previous night.
MARGARET [Cheekily turning it bawdy]

’Twill be heavier soon by the weight of a man.

It will be heavier soon by the weight of a husband.

It'll feel heavier soon once you've got a husband weighing you down.

it'll be heavier w a husband

HERO [Mock-scandalized at the bawdy joke]

Fie upon thee! art not ashamed?

Shame on you! Are you not ashamed?

Oh come on! Aren't you ashamed of yourself?

shame on u u should be ashamed

MARGARET [Wittily defending her double entendre]

Of what, lady? of speaking honourably? Is not marriage honourable in a

beggar? Is not your lord honourable without marriage? I think you would

have me say, saving your reverence, ‘a husband:’ an bad thinking do not

wrest true speaking, I’ll offend nobody. Is there any harm in ‘the

heavier for a husband’? None, I think, and it be the right husband and

the right wife; otherwise ’tis light, and not heavy: ask my Lady

Beatrice else; here she comes.

Of what, lady? Of speaking honorably? Is not marriage honorable even for a beggar? Is not a lord honorable on his own without marriage? I think you would want me to say 'a husband,' right? If people aren't twisting the truth, I'm not going to offend anyone. What's wrong with being heavier for a husband? Nothing, I think, if it's the right husband and the right wife. Otherwise it doesn't mean anything. Ask my Lady Beatrice if you don't believe me; here she comes.

What are you talking about? About speaking honestly? Isn't marriage honorable even for beggars? Isn't a lord honorable on his own without marriage? I think you want me to say 'a husband,' right? If people aren't twisting the truth, I'm not going to offend anyone. What's wrong with being heavier for a husband? Nothing, I think, if it's the right husband and the right wife. Otherwise it doesn't mean anything. Go ask Beatrice; here she comes.

what's wrong w that marriage is honorable a lord doesn't need it i'm just speaking truth right husband = heavier wrong husband = light ask beatrice

Enter Beatrice.
HERO [Warm, simple morning greeting]

Good morrow, coz.

Good morning, cousin.

Good morning, cuz.

mornin cuz

BEATRICE [Weary, forcing a smile]

Good morrow, sweet Hero.

Good morning, sweet Hero.

Morning, sweet Hero.

morning hero

HERO [Gently teasing her ailing cousin]

Why, how now? do you speak in the sick tune?

Why, how are you? Are you speaking in a sick tone?

Hey, what's up? Why do you sound sick?

why u sound sick

BEATRICE [Wry about her lovesick malaise]

I am out of all other tune, methinks.

I am out of all other tune, it seems to me.

I'm completely out of tune with everything.

i'm out of tune w everything

MARGARET ≋ verse [Merrily proposing a bawdy song]

Clap’s into ‘Light o’ love’; that goes

without a burden: do you sing it, and I’ll dance it.

Break into 'Light o' Love.' That song goes without an accompaniment. You sing it and I'll dance to it.

Let's do 'Light o' Love.' That one doesn't need any backup. You sing it and I'll dance.

sing light o love i'll dance no backup needed

BEATRICE ≋ verse [Volleying back a bawdy retort]

Ye, light o’ love with your heels! then, if your husband

have stables enough, you’ll see he shall lack no barnes.

Yes, dance 'Light o' Love' with your heels! Then, if your husband has enough stables, you'll see he won't lack for barns.

Oh yeah, dance 'Light o' Love' with all you've got! And if your husband has enough stables, he won't be short of barns.

dance ur heart out if ur husband has stables he won't lack barns

MARGARET [Feigning mock offense, delighted]

O illegitimate construction! I scorn that with my heels.

Oh, what a distorted interpretation! I reject that with my heels.

Oh, that's a dirty way to read it! I scorn that.

dirty interpretation i reject that

BEATRICE ≋ verse [Masking lovesickness as illness]

’Tis almost five o’clock, cousin; ’tis time

you were ready. By my troth, I am exceeding ill. Heigh-ho!

It's almost five o'clock, cousin. It's time you were ready. By my word, I'm extremely sick. Sigh.

It's almost five, cousin. Time to get ready. Honestly, I feel terrible. Ugh.

almost 5 o'clock time to get ready i feel awful

MARGARET [Slyly guessing the real cause]

For a hawk, a horse, or a husband?

Are you sighing for a hawk, a horse, or a husband?

So what are you pining for—a hawk, a horse, or a husband?

hawk horse or husband?

BEATRICE [Dodging with a coy pun]

For the letter that begins them all, H.

For the letter they all start with, H.

For the letter that begins all three: H.

that h they share

"For the letter that begins them all, H" H was also the abbreviation for 'aitch' in Elizabethan wordplay — and the letter that began 'heart.' Beatrice is admitting she's heartsick without saying 'heart' or 'him.'
MARGARET ≋ verse [Teasing that she's lost her way]

Well, and you be not turned Turk, there’s no more

sailing by the star.

Well, if you haven't abandoned your principles, there's no more sailing by the star.

So if you haven't changed sides completely, we can't navigate by the star anymore.

if u haven't given up no more sailing by star

BEATRICE [Feigning puzzlement, a little rattled]

What means the fool, trow?

What does the fool mean, do you think?

What's this fool going on about?

what's this fool saying

MARGARET [Innocently twisting the knife]

Nothing I; but God send everyone their heart’s desire!

Nothing important. But may God send everyone their heart's desire!

Nothing really. But I hope God gives everyone what they want.

nothing just hope everyone gets what they want

HERO [Delighted with her bridegroom's gift]

These gloves the Count sent me; they are an excellent perfume.

These gloves the Count sent me have an excellent perfume.

The gloves the Count gave me smell amazing.

gloves from count smell amazing

BEATRICE [Deflecting, still out of sorts]

I am stuffed, cousin, I cannot smell.

I'm congested, cousin. I can't smell.

I'm all stuffed up, I can't smell anything.

i'm stuffed up can't smell

MARGARET [Pouncing on another double meaning]

A maid, and stuffed! there’s goodly catching of cold.

A virgin and congested! That's a fine way to catch cold.

You're a maid and stuffed up! That's how you catch a cold, I guess.

maid + stuffed up = cold

BEATRICE ≋ verse [Exasperated at her wordplay]

O, God help me! God help me! how long have you professed

apprehension?

Oh, God help me! God help me! How long have you claimed to be clever?

Oh my God! How long have you been trying to be smart?

how long u been trying to be clever

MARGARET [Preening over her own wit]

Ever since you left it. Doth not my wit become me rarely!

Ever since you stopped being clever. Doesn't my wit suit me wonderfully!

Since you quit being witty. Doesn't my cleverness look great on me!

since u stopped i'm clever af

BEATRICE ≋ verse [Sharp comeback, genuinely unwell]

It is not seen enough, you should wear it in your cap. By

my troth, I am sick.

It's not visible enough; you should wear it in your hat. By my word, I'm sick.

It's not noticeable enough; you should put it on your head. Honestly, I'm sick.

wear it in ur cap i'm sick

MARGARET [Slyly prescribing a pointed remedy]

Get you some of this distilled Carduus benedictus, and lay it to

your heart: it is the only thing for a qualm.

Get yourself some of this distilled blessed thistle and hold it to your heart. It's the only cure for nausea.

You should get some of this distilled blessed thistle and hold it to your heart. It's the only thing that helps with nausea.

get blessed thistle hold it to ur heart cures nausea

"Carduus Benedictus" Blessed Thistle — a real herb used as a tonic. But 'Benedictus' sounds exactly like 'Benedick.' Margaret is prescribing Benedick for Beatrice's lovesick heart, and she knows exactly what she's doing.
HERO [Amused the joke landed on Beatrice]

There thou prick’st her with a thistle.

There you prick her with a thistle.

You're poking at her with a thistle comment.

u just poked her w a thistle

BEATRICE ≋ verse [Flustered, catching the hidden pun]

Benedictus! why benedictus? you have some moral in this

benedictus.

Blessed thistle! Why blessed thistle? You have some hidden meaning in this blessed thistle.

Blessed thistle! Why that? You're hinting at something with that blessed thistle.

why blessed thistle u got a hidden meaning

MARGARET [Feigning innocence, clearly teasing]

Moral! no, by my troth, I have no moral meaning; I meant, plain

holy thistle. You may think, perchance, that I think you are in love: nay,

by’r Lady, I am not such a fool to think what I list; nor I list not

to think what I can; nor, indeed, I cannot think, if I would think my

heart out of thinking, that you are in love, or that you will be in love,

or that you can be in love. Yet Benedick was such another, and now is he

become a man: he swore he would never marry; and yet now, in despite of

his heart, he eats his meat without grudging: and how you may be

converted, I know not; but methinks you look with your eyes as other women

do.

No hidden meaning! By my word, I have no hidden meaning. I meant plain holy thistle. You may think, perhaps, that I think you are in love. No, by the Virgin, I'm not such a fool to think what I want. Nor do I want to think what I can. Nor, indeed, can I think, even if I would exhaust my heart thinking, that you are in love, or that you will be in love, or that you can be in love. Yet Benedick was the same way, and now he has become a man. He swore he would never marry, and yet now, despite his heart, he eats his food without complaining. How you might be converted, I don't know, but it seems to me you look with your eyes like other women do.

No hidden meaning! I just meant plain old blessed thistle. You might think I think you're in love. No way, I'm not dumb enough to think whatever I want. And I don't feel like thinking what I can. I literally cannot think—even if I tried to think my heart out of thinking—that you're in love, or will be, or could be. But Benedick was like that too, and look at him now—he's a real man. He swore he'd never marry, but now he eats without complaining about it. How you might change, I don't know, but you look at things with your eyes like all the other women do.

no moral meaning just thistle u not in love benedick said never marry now he's fine w it u might change too u look like other women

BEATRICE [Trying to slow her babbling]

What pace is this that thy tongue keeps?

What pace does your tongue keep?

What speed is your tongue going at?

how fast u talking

MARGARET [Quick, satisfied retort]

Not a false gallop.

Not a pretended fast pace.

Not a fake gallop.

not fake fast

Re-enter Ursula.
URSULA [Bustling in with wedding news]

Madam, withdraw: the Prince, the Count, Signior Benedick, Don

John, and all the gallants of the town are come to fetch you to church.

Madam, step back. The Prince, the Count, Signior Benedick, Don John, and all the fine gentlemen of the town have come to get you for church.

Madam, come away. The Prince, the Count, Benedick, Don John, and all the gallant gentlemen in town have come to take you to church.

let's go prince count benedick don john and all the gentlemen here to take u to church

HERO [Eager to finish dressing]

Help to dress me, good coz, good Meg, good Ursula.

Help me get dressed, good cousin, good Meg, good Ursula.

Help me get ready, Beatrice, Meg, Ursula.

help me get dressed

[Exeunt.]
HERO [Another scene heading, no dialogue]

Scene V. Another Room in Leonato’s House.

Another room in Leonato's house.

We move to a different room inside Leonato's place.

another room

Enter Leonato and Dogberry
HERO [Stray stage direction fragment]

and Verges.

and Verges arrive.

and Verges enter.

verges arrives

LEONATO [Distracted, humoring the constable]

What would you with me, honest neighbour?

What do you want with me, honest neighbor?

What do you need from me, neighbor?

what u want

DOGBERRY [Self-importantly hinting at urgency]

Marry, sir, I would have some confidence with you, that decerns

you nearly.

Well sir, I would like to have some confidential conversation with you about something that concerns you closely.

Sir, I'd like to talk to you privately about something that's important to you.

need to talk to u about something important

LEONATO [Hurried, wedding day pressing]

Brief, I pray you; for you see it is a busy time with me.

Please be brief, for you see it's a busy time for me.

Please make it quick. You see I'm busy.

be quick im busy

DOGBERRY [Fumbling to begin his report]

Marry, this it is, sir.

Well, here's the thing, sir.

Okay, here it is, sir.

ok here it is

VERGES [Earnestly seconding his partner]

Yes, in truth it is, sir.

Yes, it's true, sir.

Yeah, that's right, sir.

yeah it's true

LEONATO [Patience wearing thin]

What is it, my good friends?

What's the matter, my good friends?

What is it, friends?

what is it

DOGBERRY [Rambling praise instead of the point]

Goodman Verges, sir, speaks a little off the matter: an old man,

sir, and his wits are not so blunt as, God help, I would desire they were;

but, in faith, honest as the skin between his brows.

Goodman Verges here speaks a little off the point. An old man, sir, and his wits are not as dull as, God willing, I would want them to be, but truly, he's as honest as they come.

Good Verges here gets a little off track. He's an old man, and his wits aren't as dull as I'd want them to be, but honestly, he's as honest as they come.

verges gets off track old man wits not dull but totally honest

VERGES [Proudly agreeing with himself]

Yes, I thank God, I am as honest as any man living, that is an old

man and no honester than I.

Yes, I thank God, I am as honest as any living man who is old and no more honest than I am.

Yeah, thank God, I'm as honest as any old man around and nobody more honest than me.

thank god i'm honest no one more honest than me

DOGBERRY [Pompously silencing his partner]

Comparisons are odorous: palabras, neighbour Verges.

Comparisons are hateful. That's enough, neighbor Verges.

Comparisons stink. That's enough, Verges.

comparisons suck let's stop

LEONATO [Blunt, losing patience]

Neighbours, you are tedious.

You're being tedious.

You guys are really being boring right now.

you're so boring

DOGBERRY [Misreading the insult as praise]

It pleases your worship to say so, but we are the poor Duke’s

officers; but truly, for mine own part, if I were as tedious as a king, I

could find in my heart to bestow it all of your worship.

Well, if you say so, sir, but we're the Duke's officers. But honestly, for my part, if I were as tedious as a king, I'd be happy to give it all to you.

You flatter me, sir, but we work for the Duke. But honestly, if I were as boring as a king, I'd gladly pass all that boredom on to you.

if i was boring as a king i'd give it all to you lol

LEONATO [Wry at the mangled compliment]

All thy tediousness on me! ah?

All your tediousness on me? What?

All of your boredom on me? What are you saying?

all your boring stuff on me??

DOGBERRY [Doubling down, oblivious to the joke]

Yea, and ’twere a thousand pound more than ’tis;

for I hear as good exclamation on your worship, as of any man in the

city, and though I be but a poor man, I am glad to hear it.

Yes, and if it were a thousand pounds more than it is—because I hear you're spoken of as highly as any man in the city, and even though I'm just a poor man, I'm glad to hear it.

Yeah, and if it were a thousand pounds more—I hear people say really good things about you, just like they do about any other man in the city, and even though I'm poor, I'm glad to hear that.

yeah even though i'm poor i'm happy people say good things about you

VERGES [Chiming in, simply agreeable]

And so am I.

I feel the same way.

Me too.

same

LEONATO [Pressing them to get on]

I would fain know what you have to say.

I'd really like to know what you came to tell me.

I'd really like to hear what you have to say.

what do you wanna tell me?

VERGES ≋ verse [Finally delivering the actual news]

Marry, sir, our watch tonight, excepting your worship’s

presence, ha’ ta’en a couple of as arrant knaves as any in

Messina.

Well, sir, our night watch, apart from your presence, has indeed caught a couple of real scoundrels—as bad as any in Messina.

Sir, our night watch caught a couple of real villains—as bad as you'll find anywhere in Messina.

our guards caught two real bad guys

DOGBERRY [Rambling fondly off the topic]

A good old man, sir; he will be talking; as they say, ‘when

the age is in, the wit is out.’ God help us! it is a world to see!

Well said, i’ faith, neighbour Verges: well, God’s a good man;

and two men ride of a horse, one must ride behind. An honest soul, i’

faith, sir; by my troth he is, as ever broke bread; but God is to be

worshipped: all men are not alike; alas! good neighbour.

He's a good old man, sir; he'll keep talking—as they say, 'when wisdom leaves, chatter begins.' Heaven help us! It's amazing to see! Well spoken, I say, neighbor Verges. Well, God's a good man, and when two men ride one horse, one must sit behind. An honest soul, I swear, sir; truly he is, as honest as anyone who ever broke bread. But God must be worshipped. All men aren't alike. Oh, dear neighbor.

He's a good old man, sir; he never stops talking—you know how it is, 'when wisdom goes, talking comes.' Lord help us! It's something else! Well said, neighbor Verges. Yeah, God's good, and when two men share a horse, one's gotta ride behind. An honest guy, I swear, sir. He's as honest as anyone you'll meet. But we should respect God. Not everyone's the same, you know. Poor fellow.

good guy but talks too much lol. honest tho. all different i guess

LEONATO [Dryly humoring the old man]

Indeed, neighbour, he comes too short of you.

Indeed, neighbor, he doesn't measure up to you.

Indeed, neighbor, he can't really compete with you.

he's not as good as you

DOGBERRY [Modestly accepting backhanded praise]

Gifts that God gives.

Those are gifts from God.

That's what God gives us.

god's gifts

LEONATO [Eager to escape, still hurried]

I must leave you.

I have to go.

I need to leave now.

gotta go

DOGBERRY [Finally stating the real business]

One word, sir: our watch, sir, have indeed comprehended two

aspicious persons, and we would have them this morning examined before

your worship.

One word, sir: our night watch has indeed arrested two suspicious persons, and we would like to have them questioned this morning before you.

One moment, sir: our night watch actually arrested two suspicious people, and we'd like you to question them this morning.

we arrested two suspicious guys. need you to check them out

Why it matters This is the moment that could have saved Hero — Dogberry's mangled attempt to communicate the arrest of Borachio. If Leonato had listened instead of dismissing him, the church scene disaster might never have happened.
LEONATO ≋ verse [Delegating quickly, still rushed]

Take their examination yourself, and bring it me: I am now in

great haste, as may appear unto you.

Question them yourself and bring me the results. I'm in a hurry, as you can see.

Question them yourself and bring me what they say. I'm really busy right now, as you can tell.

just question them. i'm in a rush

Why it matters Leonato's dismissal of Dogberry is the play's great near-miss. The information that would have stopped the church scene exists — Borachio is in custody, his confession overheard. But Leonato is too busy getting his daughter married to listen to a bumbling constable.
DOGBERRY [Proudly misusing a big word]

It shall be suffigance.

That will be enough.

That'll be good enough.

good

LEONATO [Politely dismissing them at last]

Drink some wine ere you go: fare you well.

Have some wine before you go. Goodbye.

Have some wine before you leave. Take care.

drink some wine. bye

Enter a Messenger.
MESSENGER [Professional, efficient delivery]

My lord, they stay for you to give your daughter to her husband.

My lord, they're waiting for you to give your daughter to her husband.

My lord, everyone's waiting on you so you can give your daughter to her new husband.

they're waiting for you to give your daughter away

LEONATO [Ready at last, relieved]

I’ll wait upon them: I am ready.

I'll attend to them. I'm ready.

I'll go to them right now. I'm ready.

coming. i'm ready

[Exeunt Leonato and Messenger.]
DOGBERRY [Bustling off to official business]

Go, good partner, go get you to Francis Seacoal; bid him bring

his pen and inkhorn to the gaol: we are now to examination these men.

Go, good partner, find Francis Seacoal and tell him to bring his pen and inkwell to the jail. We need to question these men now.

Head over to Francis Seacoal, partner. Tell him to grab his writing stuff and meet us at the jail. We've got some guys to interrogate.

get francis seacoal. pen + ink to jail. gotta question them

VERGES [earnest, plodding seriousness]

And we must do it wisely.

And we must do it carefully.

And we need to do this carefully.

do it right

DOGBERRY [pompous, malaprop-laden bravado]

We will spare for no wit, I warrant you; here’s that shall

drive some of them to a non-come: only get the learned writer to set down

our excommunication, and meet me at the gaol.

We won't hold back our cleverness, I promise you. I'll say things that will confound some of them. Just get the educated clerk to write down our findings and meet me at the jail.

We'll use all our brains on this, I guarantee. We'll say things that'll confuse them. Just get the clerk to write down what we find and meet me at the jail.

we got this. get the writer. meet me at jail

[Exeunt.]

The Reckoning

Three entirely different tones occupy this scene: the comic business of Benedick's visible transformation, the cold damage of Don John's accusation landing on Claudio and Don Pedro, and the bumbling miracle of the Watch accidentally catching the villain. The scene contains the play's hinge — the moment the comedy tips toward potential tragedy — and its salvation, all within a few hundred lines. By the end, the audience knows both that disaster is coming and that the evidence to prevent it already exists.

If this happened today…

A wedding week with three things happening simultaneously: the groom's friends roasting him at the rehearsal dinner for clearly being in love when he swore he never would be; the best man getting pulled aside by a jealous relative who says the bride was with someone else last night; and two security guards overhearing the person who staged the whole thing bragging about it in the parking lot. The disaster and the rescue are running in parallel, separated by floors.

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