Twelfth Night

by: William Shakespeare

  Act 3 Scene 4

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SIR TOBY BELCH

Which way is he, in the name of sanctity? If all the devils of hell be drawn in little, and Legion himself possessed him, yet I’ll speak to him.

SIR TOBY BELCH

Where is he, for God’s sake? I don’t care if all the devils in hell crammed together to possess him, I still want to speak to him.

FABIAN

80Here he is, here he is. How is’t with you, sir? How is’t with you, man?

FABIAN

Here he is, here he is. How are you, sir?

MALVOLIO

Go off, I discard you. Let me enjoy my private. Go off.

MALVOLIO

Go away. I don’t want to see your face. Let me enjoy my privacy. Go away.

MARIA

(to SIR TOBY BELCH) Lo, how hollow the fiend speaks within him! Did not I tell you? Sir Toby, my lady prays you to have a care of him.

MARIA

(to SIR TOBY BELCH) Ooh, listen to the scary devil speaking from inside him! Didn’t I tell you? Sir Toby, Lady Olivia wants you to take care of him.

MALVOLIO

Aha! Does she so?

MALVOLIO

Ah-ha! Does she?

SIR TOBY BELCH

(to FABIAN and MARIA) Go to, go to! Peace, peace. We must deal gently with him. Let me alone.—How do you, Malvolio? How is ’t with you? What, man, defy the devil! Consider, he’s an enemy to mankind.

SIR TOBY BELCH

(to FABIAN and MARIA) Come on, come on! Calm down, calm down. We need to treat him gently. Let me take care of this.—How are you, Malvolio? How are things? Come on, man, just say no to the devil! Think about it, he’s the enemy of mankind.

MALVOLIO

Do you know what you say?

MALVOLIO

Do you even know what you’re talking about?

MARIA

(to SIR TOBY BELCH) La you, an you speak ill of the devil, how he takes it at heart! Pray God, he be not bewitched!

MARIA

(to SIR TOBY BELCH) Look at that, he acts insulted if you say bad things about the devil! I hope to God he’s not bewitched!

FABIAN

Carry his water to the wisewoman.

FABIAN

Get a urine sample and take it to a witch doctor to find out.

MARIA

95Marry, and it shall be done tomorrow morning if I live. My lady would not lose him for more than I’ll say.

MARIA

Sure thing, we’ll do it tomorrow morning. My lady would never want to lose him.

MALVOLIO

How now, mistress?

MALVOLIO

What are you saying, mistress?