INT. CHURCH - DAY
Exeunt Friar, Hero and Leonato.
Beatrice
I love you with so much of my heart that none is left to protest.
Benedick
Come, bid me do anything for thee.
Benedick
Ha! not for the wide world.
Beatrice
You kill me to deny it. Farewell.
Benedick
Tarry, sweet Beatrice.
Beatrice
I am gone, though I am here: there is no love in you: nay, I pray you, let me go.
Beatrice
In faith, I will go.
Benedick
We’ll be friends first.
Beatrice
You dare easier be friends with me than fight with mine enemy.
Benedick
Is Claudio thine enemy?
Beatrice
Is he not approved in the height a villain, that hath slandered, scorned, dishonoured my kinswoman? O! that I were a man. What! bear her in hand until they come to take hands, and then, with public accusation, uncovered slander, unmitigated rancour,—O God, that I were a man! I would eat his heart in the market-place.
Benedick
Hear me, Beatrice,—
Beatrice
Talk with a man out at a window! a proper saying!
Benedick
Nay, but Beatrice,—
Beatrice
Sweet Hero! she is wronged, she is slandered, she is undone.
Beatrice
Princes and Counties! Surely, a princely testimony, a goodly Count Comfect; a sweet gallant, surely! O! that I were a man for his sake, or that I had any friend would be a man for my sake! But manhood is melted into curtsies, valour into compliment, and men are only turned into tongue, and trim ones too: he is now as valiant as Hercules, that only tells a lie and swears it. I cannot be a man with wishing, therefore I will die a woman with grieving.
Benedick
Tarry, good Beatrice. By this hand, I love thee.
Beatrice
Use it for my love some other way than swearing by it.
Benedick
Think you in your soul the Count Claudio hath wronged Hero?
Beatrice
Yea, as sure is I have a thought or a soul.
Benedick
Enough! I am engaged, I will challenge him. I will kiss your hand, and so leave you. By this hand, Claudio shall render me a dear account. As you hear of me, so think of me. Go, comfort your cousin: I must say she is dead; and so, farewell.