:20:01
Virtue? A fig.
:20:03
'Tis in ourselves
that we are thus or thus.
:20:05
We have reason
to cool our raging motions...
:20:08
...our carnal stings, our
unbitted lusts...
:20:11
...whereof l take this, which you call
love, to be a sect or scion.
:20:15
lt cannot be!
:20:16
lt is merely a lust of the blood
and a permission of the will.
:20:20
Come, be a man!
:20:22
Drown thyself?
:20:25
Drown cats and blind puppies.
:20:30
l have professed me thy friend
and l confess me...
:20:33
...knit to thy deserving with cables
of perdurable toughness.
:20:36
l could never
better stead thee than now.
:20:44
Put money in thy purse.
:20:47
Follow thou these wars.
:20:51
Disguise thy features with
an usurped beard.
:20:55
l say, put money in thy purse.
:20:57
lt cannot be that Desdemona should
long continue her love to the Moor.
:21:01
Put but money in thy purse.
:21:03
When she's sated with his body,
she'll find the error of her choice.
:21:06
She must have change, she must.
:21:09
Fill thy purse with money.
:21:12
lf sanctimony and a frail vow betwixt
an erring barbarian...
:21:16
...and a super-subtle Venetian
be not too hard for my wits...
:21:20
...and all the tribe of hell...
:21:22
...thou shall enjoy her.
:21:25
Therefore, put....
:21:28
''Money in thy purse.''
:21:31
A pox on drowning, huh?
:21:34
'Tis clean out of the way.
:21:35
Seek thou rather to be hanged
in compassing thy joy...
:21:38
...than to be drowned
and go without her.
:21:45
Wilt thou be fast to my hopes?
:21:48
Thou art sure of me.
:21:51
There are many events in
the womb of time...
:21:56
...which will be delivered.