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Twelfth Night

William Shakespeare
No Fear Act 2 Scene 5
No Fear Act 2 Scene 5 Page 4

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MALVOLIO

Seven of my people, with an obedient start, make out for him. I frown the while, and perchance wind up watch, or play with my—some rich jewel. Toby approaches, curtsies there to me—

MALVOLIO

I’d send seven of my servants to go get him. While I waited, I’d frown impatiently, and perhaps wind my watch, or play with my—with some expensive piece of jewelry I happen to be wearing. Toby would approach me. He’d bow to me—

SIR TOBY BELCH

(aside) Shall this fellow live?

SIR TOBY BELCH

(whispering) Are we going to let this guy live?

FABIAN

(aside) Though our silence be drawn from us with cars, yet peace.

FABIAN

(whispering) Yes, we have to be quiet, even if it’s torture.

MALVOLIO

I extend my hand to him thus, quenching my familiar smile with an austere regard of control—

MALVOLIO

I reach out my hand to him like this, giving him a stern look instead of my usual friendly smile—

SIR TOBY BELCH

(aside) And does not Toby take you a blow o' the lips then?

SIR TOBY BELCH

(whispering) And then doesn’t Toby punch you in the mouth?

MALVOLIO

Saying, “Cousin Toby, my fortunes having cast me on your niece give me this prerogative of speech—”

MALVOLIO

And I’d say to him, “Cousin Toby, since I’ve been lucky enough to marry your niece, I have the right to say a few things to you—”

SIR TOBY BELCH

(aside) What, what?

SIR TOBY BELCH

(whispering) Oh yeah, like what?

MALVOLIO

65“You must amend your drunkenness.”

MALVOLIO

“You must stop being such a drunk.”

SIR TOBY BELCH

(aside) Out, scab!

SIR TOBY BELCH

(whispering) Get out of here, you scab!

FABIAN

(aside) Nay, patience, or we break the sinews of our plot.

FABIAN

(whispering) No, be quiet, or we’ll screw up the joke.

MALVOLIO

“Besides, you waste the treasure of your time with a foolish knight—”

MALVOLIO

“And you’re wasting your time with that foolish knight—”

SIR ANDREW

70(aside) That’s me, I warrant you.

SIR ANDREW

(whispering) That’s me, I bet.

MALVOLIO

“One Sir Andrew—”

MALVOLIO

“That Sir Andrew—”