The Tempest

by: William Shakespeare

  Act 5 Scene 1

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SEBASTIAN

    Ha, ha!
What things are these, my lord Antonio?
Will money buy 'em?

SEBASTIAN

Ha, ha! What are these things we’re looking at, my lord Antonio? Can you buy them with money?

ANTONIO

    Very like. One of them
Is a plain fish, and no doubt marketable.

ANTONIO

Definitely. The one that looks like a fish is very marketable.

PROSPERO

280Mark but the badges of these men, my lords,
Then say if they be true.
(indicates CALIBAN) This misshapen knave,
His mother was a witch, and one so strong
That could control the moon, make flows and ebbs,
285And deal in her command without her power.
These three have robbed me, and this demi-devil—
For he’s a bastard one—had plotted with them
To take my life. Two of these fellows you
Must know and own. This thing of darkness I
290Acknowledge mine.

PROSPERO

Take a look at their servants' name tags, my lords, then tell me what they are. (he points at CALIBAN) This misshapen monster, his mother was a witch so powerful she could control the moon and the tides. These three have robbed me, and this bastard half-devil plotted with them to kill me. Two of these men you must recognize and claim as your own. This evil monster I acknowledge is mine.

CALIBAN

I shall be pinched to death.

CALIBAN

He’ll kill me with tortures.

ALONSO

Is not this Stephano, my drunken butler?

ALONSO

Isn’t this Stephano, my drunken butler?

SEBASTIAN

He is drunk now. Where had he wine?

SEBASTIAN

He’s definitely drunk now. Where did he get wine?

ALONSO

And Trinculo is reeling ripe. Where should they
295Find this grand liquor that hath gilded 'em?—
How camest thou in this pickle?

ALONSO

And Trinculo’s drunk. Where did they find the liquor to get drunk on?—(to TRINCULO) How did you get this way?

TRINCULO

I have been in such a pickle since I saw you last that, I fear me, will never out of my bones. I shall not fear flyblowing.

TRINCULO

I’ve been so wasted since I saw you last that I’m worried I’ll never be sober again. But at least I won’t rot, being so full of alcohol.

SEBASTIAN

Why, how now, Stephano?

SEBASTIAN

How are you doing, Stephano?