If you go on thus, you will kill yourself
And ’tis not wisdom thus to second grief
Against yourself.
If you keep going like this, you'll destroy yourself. It's not wise to keep adding to your own grief on top of what you're already suffering.
If you keep this up, you're going to tear yourself apart. It doesn't make sense to keep piling more pain on top of what you're already going through.
you're gonna destroy yourself stop making your pain worse
I pray thee, cease thy counsel,
Which falls into mine ears as profitless
As water in a sieve: give not me counsel;
Nor let no comforter delight mine ear
But such a one whose wrongs do suit with mine:
Bring me a father that so lov’d his child,
Whose joy of her is overwhelm’d like mine,
And bid him speak of patience;
Measure his woe the length and breadth of mine,
And let it answer every strain for strain,
As thus for thus and such a grief for such,
In every lineament, branch, shape, and form:
If such a one will smile, and stroke his beard;
Bid sorrow wag, cry ‘hem’ when he should groan,
Patch grief with proverbs; make misfortune drunk
With candle-wasters; bring him yet to me,
And I of him will gather patience.
But there is no such man; for, brother, men
Can counsel and speak comfort to that grief
Which they themselves not feel; but, tasting it,
Their counsel turns to passion, which before
Would give preceptial medicine to rage,
Fetter strong madness in a silken thread,
Charm ache with air and agony with words.
No, no; ’tis all men’s office to speak patience
To those that wring under the load of sorrow,
But no man’s virtue nor sufficiency
To be so moral when he shall endure
The like himself. Therefore give me no counsel:
My griefs cry louder than advertisement.
Stop offering me advice - it falls on my ears as uselessly as water poured into a sieve. Don't try to comfort me unless you're someone who has suffered exactly as I have. Find me a father who loved his child as much as I did, whose joy from her was drowned as completely as mine, and tell him to be patient. Let me measure his sorrow alongside mine, match it perfectly in every way, in every detail and form. If he can smile and stroke his beard and pretend his sorrow is dancing, if he can hide his groaning with a cough, patch his grief with proverbs, and get drunk on his own misfortune - then bring him to me, and I'll learn patience from him. But there is no such man. Men can give advice and comfort about grief they themselves don't feel, but the moment they experience it themselves, their advice turns to passion. Before, they would give medicine to rage and tie down madness with silk threads and charm pain away with words. But when they feel it themselves? No. Everyone is expected to tell the suffering to be patient, but no person has the virtue or ability to remain calm when they're experiencing the same loss themselves. So give me no advice - my grief is louder than anything you can say.
Stop trying to give me advice. It's completely useless - like pouring water into a sieve. The only person I'd listen to is someone who's been through exactly what I have. Find me another father whose child he loved like I loved mine, whose whole world fell apart just like mine did, and tell him to be patient. If he can do that - if he can smile and act like it's no big deal, if he can fake sympathy and cover his real grief with proverbs and dark jokes - then bring him to me, and maybe I'll learn something. But here's the thing: there is no such man. Everyone can give advice about pain they've never felt. But the second they actually experience real loss? They fall apart. They stop being wise. You can tell someone to be strong when you haven't suffered, but once you've felt that same agony, you can't stay detached. So don't bother with the advice - my grief is louder than anything you could say.
stop trying to advise me it's useless you can only tell me patience if you lost what i lost but you won't ever understand without living through it
Therein do men from children nothing differ.
In that way, men are no different from children.
Yeah, that's the thing - we're really no different than kids when it comes to that.
men aren't different from kids
I pray thee peace! I will be flesh and blood;
For there was never yet philosopher
That could endure the toothache patiently,
However they have writ the style of gods
And made a push at chance and sufferance.
Let me have peace! I'm going to be a human being with real feelings. No philosopher who ever lived could patiently endure a toothache, no matter how grandly they wrote about accepting fate and suffering.
Just let me be human about this. All those philosophers who wrote so beautifully about accepting pain and fate? Not one of them could handle a toothache without complaining.
i'm human even philosophers can't handle pain patiently
Yet bend not all the harm upon yourself;
Make those that do offend you suffer too.
Don't let all the hurt fall just on you; make the people who wronged you suffer as well.
Don't just take all this on yourself. Make the people who did this pay for it too.
don't suffer alone make them pay
There thou speak’st reason: nay, I will do so.
My soul doth tell me Hero is belied;
And that shall Claudio know; so shall the Prince,
And all of them that thus dishonour her.
Now you're talking sense. Yes, I will do exactly that. My heart tells me Hero has been slandered, and Claudio will know about it. So will the Prince and everyone else who dishonored her.
Now you're saying something that makes sense. I'm going to make sure Claudio knows what he did. And the Prince too. Everyone who shamed my daughter is going to answer for it.
you're right they'll all know what they did to hero
Here comes the Prince and Claudio hastily.
Here come the Prince and Claudio, hurrying over.
Here they come now - the Prince and Claudio, moving fast.
they're coming
Good den, good den.
Good day to you, good day.
Hello there, hello.
hey
Good day to both of you.
I greet you both.
Hey, good to see you both.
hey
Hear you, my lords,—
Listen to me, my lords—
Hey, you two, listen—
wait listen
We have some haste, Leonato.
We're in a hurry, Leonato.
We're in kind of a rush, Leonato.
we're busy
Some haste, my lord! well, fare you well, my lord:
Are you so hasty now?—well, all is one.
Some haste? Well, good-bye to you then! Are you in such a hurry now? Well, it doesn't matter.
In a rush, are you? Fine, good-bye then. I guess it doesn't matter.
whatever go ahead i don't care
Nay, do not quarrel with us, good old man.
Please don't be hostile to us, good old man.
Come on, don't be mad at us, old friend.
don't be angry with us
If he could right himself with quarrelling,
Some of us would lie low.
If he could fix this with a fight, some of us would already be lying dead.
If fighting would actually help, some of us would be down for that already.
if fighting would fix it we'd already be doing it
Who wrongs him?
Who wrongs him?
Who wrongs him?
who wrongs him?
Marry, thou dost wrong me; thou dissembler, thou.
Nay, never lay thy hand upon thy sword;
I fear thee not.
You absolutely wrong me; you faker, you. No, don't you dare put your hand on your sword. I'm not afraid of you.
You're the one who wronged me, you phony. And don't you even think about drawing your sword - I'm not scared of you.
you wronged me don't touch that sword i'm not scared
Marry, beshrew my hand,
If it should give your age such cause of fear.
In faith, my hand meant nothing to my sword.
Curse my hand if it would make an old man like you afraid! My word, my hand wasn't moving toward my sword at all.
My hand wasn't going anywhere near my sword. I wouldn't bother fighting an old man.
my hand wasn't going for my sword i'm not fighting you
Tush, tush, man! never fleer and jest at me:
I speak not like a dotard nor a fool,
As, under privilege of age, to brag
What I have done being young, or what would do,
Were I not old. Know, Claudio, to thy head,
Thou hast so wrong’d mine innocent child and me
That I am forc’d to lay my reverence by,
And, with grey hairs and bruise of many days,
Do challenge thee to trial of a man.
I say thou hast belied mine innocent child:
Thy slander hath gone through and through her heart,
And she lies buried with her ancestors;
O! in a tomb where never scandal slept,
Save this of hers, fram’d by thy villainy!
Stop it, man! Don't mock me or make jokes at my expense. I'm not rambling like a fool bragging about what I could do if I were young. Let me be clear, Claudio: you have wronged my innocent daughter and me so terribly that I'm forced to set aside my dignity as an old man and challenge you to fight like a man. You lied about my innocent daughter. Your slander went straight through her heart and killed her. And now she lies in a tomb with her ancestors - a tomb that was never touched by scandal before, only now by the lie you created about her.
Stop mocking me. I'm not some old guy bragging about what he used to be able to do. Let me tell you something straight, Claudio - you and your lies destroyed my innocent daughter. You destroyed me. And I'm done just sitting here as an old man. I'm calling you out to fight like a real man. Your slander murdered her. She's dead because of your lies. She's buried with her family now in a tomb that never had any scandal in it before - just the lie you put there.
don't mock me you lied about my daughter her slander went through her heart she's dead and i'm challenging you
My villainy?
My villainy?
My villainy?
my villainy?
Thine, Claudio; thine, I say.
Yours, Claudio. Yours, I say.
Yeah, you. All you, Claudio.
yours
You say not right, old man.
You're not telling the truth, old man.
You're wrong about that, old man.
that's not right
My lord, my lord,
I’ll prove it on his body, if he dare,
Despite his nice fence and his active practice,
His May of youth and bloom of lustihood.
My lord, my lord, I'll prove it by fighting him, if he dares, despite his fine swordsmanship and his constant practice, despite his youthful strength and vigor.
My lord, I'll prove it by beating him in a fight, if he's willing. Yeah, he's young and he knows how to fence, but I don't care.
i'll fight him prove it on his body i don't care how young he is
Away! I will not have to do with you.
Get away from me! I won't have anything to do with you.
Back off! I'm not fighting you.
no i'm not fighting you
Canst thou so daff me? Thou hast kill’d my child;
If thou kill’st me, boy, thou shalt kill a man.
Will you dismiss me so easily? You've already killed my child. If you kill me, boy, you'll have killed a man.
You're just going to blow me off like that? You already killed my daughter. And if you kill me, at least you'll be killing a real man for once.
you killed my daughter if you kill me you'll kill a man
He shall kill two of us, and men indeed:
But that’s no matter; let him kill one first:
Win me and wear me; let him answer me.
Come, follow me, boy; come, sir boy, come, follow me.
Sir boy, I’ll whip you from your foining fence;
Nay, as I am a gentleman, I will.
He'd have to kill both of us to succeed, and we're real men at that. But that doesn't matter - let him kill one first. Face me and you'll learn what you're made of. Come on, follow me, boy. Come on, follow me, you little coward. I'll beat you away from your fancy sword technique. I swear it as a gentleman.
Yeah, he'd have to kill both of us to get past us - and we're real men. But whatever. He can kill one of us first if he wants. Come on, fight me instead, you little punk. I'm going to thrash you and teach you how real fighting works. I promise you that.
fight me instead boy i'll beat you i promise
Brother,—
Brother,—
Brother,—
brother,—
Content yourself. God knows I lov’d my niece;
And she is dead, slander’d to death by villains,
That dare as well answer a man indeed
As I dare take a serpent by the tongue.
Boys, apes, braggarts, Jacks, milksops!
Calm down. God knows I loved my niece, and she's dead - killed by slander from cowards who wouldn't dare face a real man any more than I would grab a snake by the tongue. They're nothing but boys, apes, braggarts, jerks, and weaklings!
Just take it easy. I loved my niece - she's dead because of their lying. Those guys wouldn't dare face a real man - they're not brave enough. They're just kids, bullies, show-offs, jerks, and wimps.
my niece is dead slander'd to death by cowards they're just boys and braggarts
Brother Anthony,—
Brother Anthony,—
Brother Anthony,—
brother anthony,—
Hold you content. What, man! I know them, yea,
And what they weigh, even to the utmost scruple,
Scambling, out-facing, fashion-monging boys,
That lie and cog and flout, deprave and slander,
Go antickly, show outward hideousness,
And speak off half a dozen dangerous words,
How they might hurt their enemies, if they durst;
And this is all!
Keep calm. I know these people exactly - every bit of what they're worth. They're scrambling, arrogant, trendy boys who lie and cheat and mock and slander, who act ridiculous and put on ugly shows, and say a bunch of tough threats about how they'd hurt people if they were brave enough. And that's all they are!
Just calm down. I know exactly what these guys are worth - nothing. They're just punks who act tough, lie, cheat, and talk trash. They do these stupid theatrical things and say all these big tough words about what they'd do if they weren't cowards. But that's it - just talk.
they're just fake boys all talk no action lying cheating punks
But, brother Anthony,—
But, brother Anthony,—
But, brother Anthony,—
but, brother anthony,—
Come, ’tis no matter:
Do not you meddle, let me deal in this.
Come on, it doesn't matter. Don't interfere - let me handle this.
Forget it, it's fine. Don't get in the way - let me deal with this.
let me handle this
Gentlemen both, we will not wake your patience.
My heart is sorry for your daughter’s death;
But, on my honour, she was charg’d with nothing
But what was true and very full of proof.
Gentlemen, we won't test your patience any further. My heart is truly sorry about your daughter's death, but I swear on my honor that she was accused of nothing but what was true and fully proven.
Look, we're not going to bother you anymore. I'm genuinely sorry about what happened to your daughter. But I swear to you, we didn't accuse her of anything we hadn't proven was true.
sorry about your daughter but we proved what we said
My lord, my lord—
My lord, please hear me—
Wait, my lord—
wait
I will not hear you.
I won't listen to you.
I'm not listening.
no
No? Come, brother, away. I will be heard.—
No? Come on, brother, let's go. I will be heard.—
What? Come on, brother, let's get out of here. They're going to listen to me.—
they'll listen come on brother
And shall, or some of us will smart for it.
And they will listen, or some of us will make them pay for it.
Yeah, they will. Or they're going to regret it.
or they'll pay
See, see; here comes the man we went to seek.
Look, look; here comes the man we were looking for.
There he is - that's the guy we've been looking for.
there he is
Now, signior, what news?
Now, sir, what's your news?
Hey, what's up? What do you have for us?
what's new
Good day, my lord.
Good day to you, my lord.
Hello there.
hey
Welcome, signior: you are almost come to part almost a fray.
Welcome, sir: you've almost arrived in time to break up a fight.
Hey, good timing - you almost walked in on a brawl.
you almost missed a fight
We had like to have had our two noses snapped off with two old
men without teeth.
We nearly had our noses broken by two old men without teeth.
Yeah, we almost got our faces smashed in by two toothless old guys.
we almost got destroyed by two old guys
Leonato and his brother. What think’st thou? Had we
fought, I doubt we should have been too young for them.
Leonato and his brother. What do you think? If we'd fought them, I suspect we would have found ourselves too young and weak for them.
It was Leonato and his brother. Honestly, if we'd actually fought them, I think they might've beaten us - they were fierce.
leonato and his brother we might've lost
In a false quarrel there is no true valour. I came to seek you both.
There's no true courage in a false or unjust fight. I came to find you both.
You can't show real courage in a fight that's wrong. Anyway, I came looking for you guys.
i came to find you no real honor in false fights
We have been up and down to seek thee; for we are high-proof
melancholy, and would fain have it beaten away. Wilt thou use thy wit?
We've been everywhere looking for you because we're in deep melancholy and would love to have it beaten out of us. Will you use your wit on us?
We've been looking all over for you. We're really depressed and we need cheering up. Can you do your smart thing for us?
we're so sad cheer us up with your jokes
It is in my scabbard; shall I draw it?
It's in my scabbard; should I draw it?
It's right here in my sheath - should I pull it out?
should i draw it
Dost thou wear thy wit by thy side?
Do you wear your wit at your side like a sword?
You wear your wit like it's a sword?
you carry your wit?
Never any did so, though very many have been beside their wit. I
will bid thee draw, as we do the minstrels; draw, to pleasure us.
No one ever did that, though plenty of people have lost their minds. I'll ask you to perform like we ask musicians to play - come on, entertain us.
Yeah, nobody does that, though lots of people have gone crazy. But I'm asking you to perform for us like we'd ask a musician to play some music.
perform for us like a musician
As I am an honest man, he looks pale. Art thou sick, or angry?
On my honor, he looks pale. Are you sick or angry?
I swear, you look pale. Are you sick or mad about something?
you look pale sick or angry?
What, courage, man! What though care killed a cat, thou hast
mettle enough in thee to kill care.
Come on, man, be brave! Yes, worry can kill a cat, but you have the strength to overcome your worry.
Buck up, man! Sure, worry kills you, but you're tough enough to handle it.
come on man be strong
Sir, I shall meet your wit in the career, and you charge it
against me. I pray you choose another subject.
Sir, I'll face your wit head-on as you charge it at me. I'm asking you to pick another topic.
Look, I see what you're doing - you're attacking me with your jokes. Please just find something else to talk about.
stop attacking me pick something else
Nay then, give him another staff: this last was broke cross.
Come on then, give him another weapon - his last one broke and shattered.
Alright, give him another one to work with - that last attempt fell flat.
that didn't work try again
By this light, he changes more and more: I think he be angry indeed.
I swear by this light, he's getting more upset: I think he really is angry.
By God, he's getting more and more upset - I think he's genuinely mad now.
he's actually angry
If he be, he knows how to turn his girdle.
If he is angry, he knows how to roll up his sleeves and get ready to fight.
If he's mad, then he knows how to roll up his sleeves and throw down.
he'd know how to fight
Shall I speak a word in your ear?
May I speak a word in your ear?
Can I talk to you for a second?
can i talk to you?
God bless me from a challenge!
God protect me from a challenge!
Please don't challenge me!
don't challenge me
[Aside to Claudio.] You are a villain, I jest not: I will
make it good how you dare, with what you dare, and when you dare. Do me
right, or I will protest your cowardice. You have killed a sweet lady, and
her death shall fall heavy on you. Let me hear from you.
You are a criminal, and I am not joking. I will prove it however you choose—with whatever weapon you select, and whenever you wish. Fight me fairly, or I will expose your cowardice. You have killed an innocent woman, and her death will weigh heavily on you. Get back to me.
You're a villain, and I'm deadly serious. I will prove it however you want—whatever weapon, whenever you're ready. Do the right thing and fight me, or I'll call you out as a coward. You killed an innocent woman, and that blood is on your hands. I'll be waiting to hear from you.
ur a villain im serious fight me u killed innocent woman thats on u text me back
Well I will meet you, so I may have good cheer.
I'll meet you then, as long as I can have a good feast first.
Sure, I'll fight you - if I can have a nice dinner first.
i'll meet you if i can eat first
What, a feast, a feast?
You're proposing a feast?
A feast? You're talking about a feast?
a feast?
I’ faith, I thank him; he hath bid me to a calf’s-head
and a capon, the which if I do not carve most curiously, say my knife’s
naught. Shall I not find a woodcock too?
I swear, I thank him; he's invited me to calf's head and capon, and if I don't carve them beautifully, my knife is worthless. Won't I find a woodcock there too?
Yeah, I'm serious - he invited me to dinner. Calf's head and capon. And I'd better carve them perfectly or my knife's no good. You think there'll be woodcock too?
he invited me to dinner calf's head capon pretty fancy
Sir, your wit ambles well; it goes easily.
Sir, your wit ambles along nicely; it's moving easily.
Your jokes are rolling pretty smoothly.
you're joking around
I’ll tell thee how Beatrice praised thy wit the
other day. I said, thou hadst a fine wit. ‘True,’ says
she, ‘a fine little one.’ ‘No,’ said I,
‘a great wit.’ ‘Right,’ said she, ‘a
great gross one.’ ‘Nay,’ said I, ‘a good wit.’
‘Just,’ said she, ‘it hurts nobody.’ ‘Nay,’
said I, ‘the gentleman is wise.’ ‘Certain,’
said she, ‘a wise gentleman.’ ‘Nay,’ said I,
‘he hath the tongues.’ ‘That I believe’ said
she, ‘for he swore a thing to me on Monday night, which he
forswore on Tuesday morning: there’s a double tongue; there’s
two tongues.’ Thus did she, an hour together, trans-shape thy
particular virtues; yet at last she concluded with a sigh, thou wast
the properest man in Italy.
I'll tell you how Beatrice praised your wit the other day. I said you had a fine wit. She said, "True, a fine little one." I said, "No, a great wit." She said, "Right, a great gross one." I said, "A good wit." She said, "Exactly, it hurts nobody." I said, "The gentleman is wise." She said, "Certainly, a wise gentleman." I said, "He has multiple languages." She said, "I believe that - he swore something to me Monday night and took it back Tuesday morning: that's a double tongue, two different tongues." She spent an hour like this, completely twisting all your good qualities around. But then at last she sighed and said you were the most handsome man in Italy.
Let me tell you what Beatrice said about your wit. I said you had a fine wit. She goes, "Sure, a fine little one." I said, "No, a great wit." She goes, "Right, a great big stupid one." I said, "A good wit." She goes, "Yeah, it doesn't hurt anybody." I was like, "He's a wise gentleman." She goes, "Sure, he's a wise guy." I said, "He speaks multiple languages." She goes, "I believe it - he swore to me Monday night and denied it Tuesday morning. That's two tongues." She went on like this for an hour, just insulting you left and right. Then at the end she finally said you were the most attractive guy in Italy.
beatrice said your wit is tiny your wisdom is worthless but you're hot
For the which she wept heartily and said she cared not.
And she cried hard about it and said she didn't care.
And she cried like crazy while saying she didn't care.
she cried said she didn't care
Yea, that she did; but yet, for all that, an if she did not
hate him deadly, she would love him dearly. The old man’s daughter
told us all.
Yes, she did; but the thing is, if she doesn't hate him to death, then she must love him deeply. The old man's daughter told us everything.
Yeah, she did. But here's the thing - if she doesn't hate him, then she must be in love with him. That's what the old man's daughter told us.
beatrice is in love with you she just hides it
All, all; and moreover, God saw him when he was hid in the garden.
All of it; and moreover, God saw him when he was hiding in the garden.
All of it. Plus God saw him hiding in the garden.
yeah & god saw him hiding in the garden
But when shall we set the savage bull’s horns on the
sensible Benedick’s head?
But when are we going to put a cuckold's horns on the sensible Benedick's head?
So when are we going to make you a married man, you sensitive guy?
when are we getting you married
Yea, and text underneath, ‘Here dwells Benedick the
married man!’
Yes, and put text underneath saying, "Here dwells Benedick the married man!"
Yeah, and put a sign under it: "Benedick the married guy lives here!"
here dwells benedick the married man
Fare you well, boy: you know my mind. I will leave you now to
your gossip-like humour; you break jests as braggarts do their blades,
which, God be thanked, hurt not. My lord, for your many courtesies I thank
you: I must discontinue your company. Your brother the bastard is fled
from Messina: you have, among you, killed a sweet and innocent lady. For
my Lord Lack-beard there, he and I shall meet; and till then, peace be
with him.
Good-bye to you, boy: you know what I think. I'm leaving you now to your gossipy humor. You break your jokes like show-offs break their weapons - harmlessly, thank God. My lord, I thank you for your many courtesies, but I must leave your company. Your bastard brother has fled from Messina. You have all together killed a sweet and innocent lady. As for my beardless lord here, he and I will fight; until then, peace to him.
Good-bye, you jerk. You know how I feel about this. I'm not staying around to listen to you gossip. Your jokes are like bragging swords - they make a lot of noise but don't hurt anything. My lord, thanks for being nice, but I can't hang out with you guys anymore. Your bastard brother ran away. You killed an innocent woman. And this clean-shaven guy and I are going to fight. See you later.
i'm leaving you killed hero i'm fighting you till then goodbye
He is in earnest.
He's being serious.
He's actually serious.
he's serious
In most profound earnest; and, I’ll warrant you, for
the love of Beatrice.
In the most serious way; and I promise you, it's because of his love for Beatrice.
Yeah, totally serious. And I'm betting it's all because he's in love with Beatrice.
he's in love with beatrice
And hath challenged thee?
And he's challenged you?
So he challenged you?
he challenged you?
Most sincerely.
Most sincerely.
Most sincerely.
most sincerely.
What a pretty thing man is when he goes in his doublet and hose
and leaves off his wit!
What a funny-looking thing a man is when he puts on his clothes and fights instead of using his wit!
Man, doesn't a guy look stupid when he takes off his wit and just puts on his fighting clothes?
men look dumb when they fight instead of joke
He is then a giant to an ape; but then is an ape a doctor to such
a man.
Then he becomes a giant compared to an ape; but in that case, an ape would be a doctor compared to such a man.
Yeah, he's huge compared to an ape. But an ape would be smarter than him.
he's huge next to an ape but stupid as one
But, soft you; let me be: pluck up, my heart, and be sad! Did
he not say my brother was fled?
Wait, let me think: I need to be strong and stay focused. Didn't he say my brother fled?
Hold on—let me think straight. Didn't he say my brother ran away?
wait did he say my brother fled
Conrade and Borachio.
Conrade and Borachio.
Conrade and Borachio are here.
conrade & borachio
Come you, sir: if justice cannot tame you, she shall ne’er
weigh more reasons in her balance. Nay, an you be a cursing hypocrite
once, you must be looked to.
Come here, sir: if justice cannot control you, then justice will never weigh reasons fairly again. And if you're a cursing hypocrite once, you need to be watched.
Come on, you. If the law can't get through to you, then the law is useless. And if you're going to curse and be a hypocrite about it, we're going to keep an eye on you.
come here justice will handle you
How now! two of my brother’s men bound! Borachio, one!
What's this! Two of my brother's men being held! Borachio is one!
What? Two of my brother's guys tied up? Borachio's one of them!
two of my brother's men bound
Hearken after their offence, my lord.
Listen for their crimes, my lord.
Find out what they did, my lord.
ask them their crimes
Officers, what offence have these men done?
Officers, what crimes have these men committed?
Officers, what did these guys do?
what did they do
Marry, sir, they have committed false report; moreover, they
have spoken untruths; secondarily, they are slanders; sixth and lastly,
they have belied a lady; thirdly, they have verified unjust things; and to
conclude, they are lying knaves.
Well, sir, they have made false reports; moreover, they have spoken lies; secondly, they are slanderers; sixth and lastly, they have lied about a lady; thirdly, they have claimed unjust things were true; and in conclusion, they are liars and villains.
Well, sir, they've been spreading lies. They've been saying untrue things. They're slanderers. And most importantly, they lied about a lady. Basically, they're just liars and cheaters.
they lied about a lady they're liars
First, I ask thee what they have done; thirdly, I ask thee what’s
their offence; sixth and lastly, why they are committed; and, to conclude,
what you lay to their charge?
First, I ask what they have done; thirdly, I ask what their crime is; sixth and lastly, why they are locked up; and in conclusion, what are you charging them with?
First, tell me what they did. Third, what's their crime? Sixth, why are they locked up? And finally, what exactly are you accusing them of?
what did they do what's the charge
Rightly reasoned, and in his own division; and, by my troth,
there’s one meaning well suited.
Well reasoned, and in his exact manner; and I swear, there's one meaning perfectly matched.
Perfect! You just copied his exact style, and it works.
you got him perfect imitation
Who have you offended, masters, that you are thus bound to
your answer? This learned constable is too cunning to be understood.
What’s your offence?
Who have you offended, masters, that you're bound here to answer? This learned constable is too clever to be understood. What's your crime?
Who did you hurt that you're tied up here? This smart constable is too confusing to understand. Just tell me what you did.
what did you do
Sweet Prince, let me go no farther to mine answer: do you hear
me, and let this Count kill me. I have deceived even your very eyes: what
your wisdoms could not discover, these shallow fools have brought to
light; who, in the night overheard me confessing to this man how Don John
your brother incensed me to slander the Lady Hero; how you were brought
into the orchard and saw me court Margaret in Hero’s garments; how
you disgraced her, when you should marry her. My villainy they have upon
record; which I had rather seal with my death than repeat over to my
shame. The lady is dead upon mine and my master’s false accusation;
and, briefly, I desire nothing but the reward of a villain.
Sweet Prince, I won't deny my answer any longer: listen to me, and let this Count kill me if he wishes. I have deceived your own eyes: what your wisdom couldn't figure out, these foolish men have brought to light. They overheard me at night confessing to this man how Don John, your brother, pushed me to slander Lady Hero; how you were brought to the orchard and saw me court Margaret dressed in Hero's clothes; how you shamed her when you were supposed to marry her. My crime is on record: I would rather die than repeat it and add to my shame. The lady is dead because of my lies and my master's lies, and that's all I deserve for being a villain.
Listen, Prince, I'm not going to make excuses. Let Claudio kill me. I tricked you - you couldn't figure out what actually happened, but these guys did by listening to me talk at night. I confessed how Don John, your own brother, paid me to lie about Hero. I pretended to be with her in the garden, but it was actually Margaret in Hero's clothes. And you believed me and shamed Hero. Now she's dead because of my lies and Don John's lies. I don't deserve anything but to die for what I've done.
i'm guilty don john paid me to lie about hero she's dead because of me i deserve to die
Runs not this speech like iron through your blood?
Doesn't this confession pierce through your heart like iron?
Does that hit you hard, hitting you right in the heart?
does that hurt
I have drunk poison whiles he utter’d it.
I've drunk poison while he was speaking.
That was like poison to me.
that killed me poison
But did my brother set thee on to this?
But did my brother order you to do this?
So my brother put you up to this?
your brother ordered it?
Yea; and paid me richly for the practice of it.
Yes, and paid me generously for pulling off the deception.
Yeah, and he paid me well for doing it.
yeah he paid me good for that
He is compos’d and fram’d of treachery:
And fled he is upon this villainy.
He is made and constructed entirely of treachery; and he has fled because of this villainous act.
He's built from treachery through and through, and he ran away from this crime.
he's all treachery and he bolted
Sweet Hero! now thy image doth appear
In the rare semblance that I lov’d it first.
Sweet Hero! now your image appears to me in the rare beauty that I first loved.
Sweet Hero! I see you now in that beautiful form I loved from the start.
hero i see you like i first loved you
Come, bring away the plaintiffs: by this time our sexton hath
reformed Signior Leonato of the matter. And masters, do not forget to
specify, when time and place shall serve, that I am an ass.
Come, bring out the plaintiffs: by now our church secretary has informed Signior Leonato of what happened. And everyone, when the time and place is right, don't forget to state that I am a fool.
Come on, bring the plaintiffs: by now our church secretary has told Signior Leonato what this is about. And people, when we get the chance, make sure you mention that I'm an idiot.
bring the plaintiffs tell everyone i'm an ass when u get the chance
Here, here comes Master Signior Leonato, and the sexton too.
Here, here comes Master Signior Leonato, and the church secretary too.
Look, here comes Signior Leonato and the secretary.
here comes leonato and the secretary
Which is the villain? Let me see his eyes,
That, when I note another man like him,
I may avoid him. Which of these is he?
Which one is the villain? Let me see his face, so that when I encounter another man like him, I can avoid him. Which one of these is he?
Which one is the villain? Let me look at him, so I can recognize him and avoid anyone like him in the future. Which one is it?
who's the villain let me see his face so i can avoid him later
If you would know your wronger, look on me.
If you want to know who wronged you, look at me.
If you want to see who hurt you, look right here.
i'm the one who wronged you
Art thou the slave that with thy breath hast kill’d
Mine innocent child?
Are you the servant who with your words killed my innocent daughter?
Are you the man who with your lies destroyed my innocent daughter?
you killed my daughter with your lies
Yea, even I alone.
Yes, I alone.
Yeah, just me.
it was me
No, not so, villain; thou beliest thyself:
Here stand a pair of honourable men;
A third is fled, that had a hand in it.
I thank you, princes, for my daughter’s death:
Record it with your high and worthy deeds.
’Twas bravely done, if you bethink you of it.
No, not so, villain; you lie about yourself: Here stand two honorable men; A third has fled, who was part of this. I thank you, princes, for my daughter's death: Record it alongside your great and worthy deeds. It was bravely done, if you remember it.
No, you're lying about yourself, villain: These are two honorable men standing here; and a third one got away who helped in this. I thank you, princes, for killing my daughter: put it on your list of great achievements. It was quite bold, if you think about it.
you're lying two honorable men are here and a third got away thank you for killing my daughter
I know not how to pray your patience;
Yet I must speak. Choose your revenge yourself;
Impose me to what penance your invention
Can lay upon my sin: yet sinn’d I not
But in mistaking.
I don't know how to ask for your patience; but I must speak. Choose your own revenge against me; assign me whatever punishment your creative mind can devise for my sin: yet I sinned only in making a mistake.
I don't know how to ask you to be patient with me, but I have to speak. Decide what revenge you want; give me any punishment you can think of for what I did: but all I did wrong was make a mistake.
don't know how to ask for patience but i gotta speak punish me how you want i only made a mistake
By my soul, nor I:
And yet, to satisfy this good old man,
I would bend under any heavy weight
That he’ll enjoin me to.
By my soul, neither did I: And yet, to satisfy this good old man, I would accept any heavy burden that he will place on me.
I swear I didn't either: But to make this good old man happy, I'll carry whatever weight he wants to put on me.
i didn't but i'll do anything to satisfy him
I cannot bid you bid my daughter live;
That were impossible; but, I pray you both,
Possess the people in Messina here
How innocent she died; and if your love
Can labour aught in sad invention,
Hang her an epitaph upon her tomb,
And sing it to her bones: sing it tonight.
Tomorrow morning come you to my house,
And since you could not be my son-in-law,
Be yet my nephew. My brother hath a daughter,
Almost the copy of my child that’s dead,
And she alone is heir to both of us:
Give her the right you should have given her cousin,
And so dies my revenge.
I can't ask you to bring my daughter back to life; that's impossible; but I ask you both: tell the people of Messina how innocently she died; and if your feelings can create something mournful, write an inscription for her tomb and sing it to her bones tonight. Come to my house tomorrow morning. Since you couldn't be my son-in-law, be my nephew instead. My brother has a daughter, almost the exact copy of my dead child, and she is the heir to both our fortunes: give her the rights you should have given her cousin, and that way my desire for revenge will be satisfied.
I can't ask you to bring my daughter back to life; that's impossible; but I beg you both: tell everyone in Messina how innocent she was when she died; and if you care, write something sad for her tomb and sing it over her bones tonight. Come to my house tomorrow morning. Since you can't be my son-in-law, be my nephew instead. My brother has a daughter who looks almost exactly like my dead child, and she's the only heir to both of us: marry her and give her the status you should have given her cousin, and that will satisfy my need for revenge.
can't bring her back tell messina she was innocent write something sad for her tomb come tomorrow marry my brother's daughter instead that's my revenge
O noble sir,
Your over-kindness doth wring tears from me!
I do embrace your offer; and dispose
For henceforth of poor Claudio.
Oh noble sir, your excessive kindness brings tears to my eyes! I accept your offer; and from now on I place myself at your disposal.
Oh sir, your kindness is making me cry! I accept what you're offering; and from now on I'm yours to command.
your kindness is making me cry i accept i'm yours now
Tomorrow then I will expect your coming;
Tonight I take my leave. This naughty man
Shall face to face be brought to Margaret,
Who, I believe, was pack’d in all this wrong,
Hir’d to it by your brother.
Then I will expect you tomorrow; tonight I take my leave. This wicked man will be brought face to face to Margaret, who, I believe, was involved in all this wrongdoing, hired to it by your brother.
Then I'll see you tomorrow; I'm leaving now. This wicked man will be confronted with Margaret, who I'm pretty sure was in on this whole thing, paid by your brother to do it.
see you tomorrow this guy's gonna face margaret she was in on it your brother hired her
No, by my soul she was not;
Nor knew not what she did when she spoke to me;
But always hath been just and virtuous
In anything that I do know by her.
No, by my soul she was not; she didn't know what she was doing when she spoke to me; but she has always been honest and virtuous in everything I know about her.
No, I swear she wasn't; she didn't know what she was doing when she talked to me; but she's always been honest and good in everything I know about her.
no she wasn't she didn't know what she was doing she's always been honest and good
Moreover, sir,—which, indeed, is not under white and black,—
this plaintiff here, the offender, did call me ass: I beseech you, let it
be remembered in his punishment. And also, the watch heard them talk of
one Deformed: they say he wears a key in his ear and a lock hanging by it,
and borrows money in God’s name, the which he hath used so long and
never paid, that now men grow hard-hearted, and will lend nothing for God’s
sake. Pray you, examine him upon that point.
Also, sir—which is not officially documented— this plaintiff, the guilty one, called me a fool: I beg you, let it be remembered in his punishment. And also, the watch heard them talk about someone called Deformed: they say he wears a key in his ear with a lock hanging from it, and he borrows money in God's name, which he has used for so long and never repaid, that now people have become hard-hearted and won't lend anything for God's sake. Please, question him about that.
Also, sir—which isn't officially on record— this guilty guy called me an ass: please remember that when you punish him. And another thing, the watch heard them talking about someone called Deformed: they say he wears a key in his ear with a lock hanging from it, and he borrows money claiming it's for God, which he's been doing forever without repaying, so now nobody will lend money for God's sake anymore. Please ask him about that.
this guy called me an ass remember that also there's this deformed guy wears a key and lock in his ear borrows money for god and never pays back ask him about it
I thank thee for thy care and honest pains.
I thank you for your attention and honest effort.
I appreciate your hard work and honesty.
thanks for your hard work
Your worship speaks like a most thankful and reverent
youth, and I praise God for you.
Your worship speaks like a most grateful and respectful person, and I praise God for you.
Sir, you sound grateful and respectful, and I thank God for that.
you're grateful and respectful thank god for you
There’s for thy pains.
That's payment for your effort.
Here's something for your work.
here's for your trouble
God save the foundation!
God protect this institution!
May God bless this place!
bless the foundation
Go, I discharge thee of thy prisoner, and I thank thee.
Go, I release you from custody of the prisoner, and I thank you.
You're free to go, and I'm releasing your prisoner. Thanks for everything.
you're free to go thanks
I leave an arrant knave with your worship; which I beseech your
worship to correct yourself, for the example of others. God keep your
worship! I wish your worship well; God restore you to health! I humbly
give you leave to depart, and if a merry meeting may be wished, God
prohibit it! Come, neighbour.
I leave a complete scoundrel in your hands; I beg you to punish him as an example to others. God protect your worship! I wish you well; God restore your health! I humbly give you permission to leave, and if a pleasant meeting should be hoped for, may God forbid it! Come on, neighbor.
I'm leaving this complete crook with you; I'm asking you to punish him as a lesson to everyone else. God protect you! I hope you do well; God restore your health! I'm giving you permission to go, and if anyone hopes for a pleasant meeting, I hope God prevents it! Let's go, neighbor.
this guy's a crook punish him as an example god protect you hope god prevents us meeting again
Until tomorrow morning, lords, farewell.
I bid you farewell for now, my lords; we shall meet again tomorrow morning.
I'll see you tomorrow morning, gentlemen. Goodbye.
see you tomorrow
Farewell, my lords: we look for you tomorrow.
Goodbye, my lords: we expect to see you tomorrow.
Goodbye, gentlemen: we'll be expecting you tomorrow.
goodbye see you tomorrow
We will not fail.
We will not fail to come.
We won't let you down.
we'll be there
Tonight I’ll mourn with Hero.
Tonight I will mourn with Hero.
I'll spend tonight mourning with Hero.
gonna mourn with hero tonight
[To the Watch.] Bring you these fellows on. We’ll talk with
Margaret,
How her acquaintance grew with this lewd fellow.
Take these men away. We need to speak with Margaret about how she came to know this disreputable man.
Take these guys into custody. We need to talk to Margaret and find out how she got involved with this scoundrel.
take them talk to margaret how'd she know him
The Reckoning
Act 5 pivots from accusation to revelation: evidence emerges that shatters the false narrative, forcing perpetrators to reckon with consequences while offering redemptive possibility through marriage and restitution.
If this happened today…
When a public lie spreads, only concrete evidence and genuine accountability can repair the damage; apology alone must be paired with visible action to restore trust.