:42:01
Bait the hook well. This fish will bite.
:42:04
What effects, my lord?
:42:13
-You heard my daughter tell you how.
-She did, indeed.
:42:16
How, I pray you?
:42:24
You amaze me!
:42:29
I should think this a trick,
but that the gray-bearded fellow speaks it.
:42:33
Hath she made her affection
known to Benedick?
:42:35
No, and swears she never will.
That's her torment.
:42:39
She'll be up 20 times a night...
:42:42
...and there she'll sit in her smock
till she have writ a sheet of paper.
:42:45
Then down upon her knees she falls, weeps...
:42:49
...sobs, beats her heart, tears her hair, curses:
:42:54
"O sweet Benedick!
:42:56
"God give me patience!"
:43:00
She doth indeed, my daughter says so.
:43:02
My daughter is sometime afeared...
:43:04
...that she will do a desperate outrage to herself.
:43:10
It is very true.
:43:11
-It were good that Benedick knew of it.
-To what end?
:43:14
He would make but a sport of it
and torment the poor lady worse.
:43:17
I'm sorry for her.
:43:19
I pray you, tell Benedick of it,
and hear what he will say.
:43:23
Were it good, think you?
:43:24
Hero thinks surely she will die...
:43:26
...for she says she will die if he love her not...
:43:29
...and she will die, ere she make her love known,
and she will die, if he woo her.
:43:35
If she should make tender of her love,
'tis very possible he'll scorn it...
:43:40
...for the man, as you know all,
hath a contemptible spirit.
:43:59
I love Benedick well...