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Enter SIR ANDREW, SIR TOBY BELCH, and FABIAN
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SIR ANDREW, SIR TOBY BELCH, and FABIAN enter.
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SIR ANDREW
(to SEBASTIAN) Now, sir, have I met you again? There’s for
you.
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SIR ANDREW Well, sir, we meet again? Take that.
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SIR ANDREW strikes SEBASTIAN
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SIR ANDREW hits SEBASTIAN.
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SEBASTIAN
(returning the blow) Why, there’s for thee, and there, and
there. Are all the people mad?
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SEBASTIAN
(returning the blow) Well, then, take that, and that, and that. Is everyone here insane?
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SIR TOBY BELCH
25Hold, sir, or I’ll throw your dagger o'er the house.
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SIR TOBY BELCH Stop right now or I’ll throw your dagger over the roof.
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FOOL
(aside) This will I tell my lady straight. I would not be in
some of your coats for two pence.
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FOOL
(to himself) I’m going to tell my lady about this right away. I wouldn’t be in any of your shoes if you paid me.
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Exit
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FOOL exits.
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SIR TOBY BELCH (seizing SEBASTIAN) Come on, sir, hold!
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SIR TOBY BELCH
(grabbing SEBASTIAN) Come on, sir, stop!
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SIR ANDREW Nay, let him alone. I’ll go another way to work with him. I’ll
have an action of battery against him if there be any law in
Illyria. Though I struck him first, yet it’s no matter for that.
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SIR ANDREW No, leave him alone. I’ll get back at him another way. I’ll sue him for assault and battery, if there’s any justice in Illyria. It doesn’t matter that I hit him first.
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SEBASTIAN
(to SIR TOBY BELCH) Let go thy hand.
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SEBASTIAN
(to SIR TOBY BELCH) Let me go.
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SIR TOBY BELCH Come, sir, I will not let you go. Come, my young soldier,
put up your iron. You are well fleshed. Come on.
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SIR TOBY BELCH No, sir, I won’t let you go. Come on, put your sword away, my little soldier. You’re awfully eager to fight. Come on.
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SEBASTIAN
35I will be free from thee.
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SEBASTIAN I’ll get free of you.
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SEBASTIAN pulls free and draws his sword
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SEBASTIAN pulls free and draws his sword.
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