Act 4 Scene 1 | Much Ado about Nothing | 2014 | Royal Shakespeare Company 

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Dear Hearts: I adore this production.Edward Bennett gives Benedick a beautiful vulnerability and shows how Benedick has to mature very quickly. Michelle Terry is a force to be reckoned with and her protrayal of Beatrice is luminous. Will be ordering the DVD shortly. All Love

watching this version has ruined all the other versions.... best acting i have ever seen... emotions so raw

So good. They are wonderful together. Powerful, charming, funny, real. What more could you want.

How i wish that Derek Jacobi and Sinead Cusack's warring couple had been filmed! I saw that magical production 3 times at stratford and 2 times at the Barbican.

2:14 bea's monologue

So Wonderful! These two are great together!

The more I see this play performed, the more I wonder Why did Hero go back to Claudio? He chose to believe others without even talking to her, then humiliated her. At this point, Claudio no longer deserves her.

Terry is a phenom.

They're good Holy crap 🔥

Bravo! Excellent work! The 17th Earl of Oxford would be astonished.

Exeunt all but BENEDICK and BEATRICE BENEDICK Lady Beatrice, have you wept all this while? BEATRICE Yea, and I will weep a while longer. BENEDICK I will not desire that. BEATRICE You have no reason, I do it freely. BENEDICK Surely I do believe your fair cousin is wronged. BEATRICE Ah, how much might the man deserve of me that would right her! BENEDICK Is there any way to show such friendship? BEATRICE A very even way, but no such friend. BENEDICK May a man do it? BEATRICE It is a man’s office, but not yours. BENEDICK I do love nothing in the world so well as you - is not that strange? BEATRICE As strange as the thing I know not. It were as possible for me to say I loved nothing so well as you, but believe me not; and yet I lie not; I confess nothing, nor I deny nothing. I am sorry for my cousin. BENEDICK By my sword, Beatrice, thou lovest me. BEATRICE Do not swear, and eat it. BENEDICK I will swear by it that you love me, and I will make him eat it that says I love not you. BEATRICE Will you not eat your word? BENEDICK With no sauce that can be devised to it. I protest I love thee. BEATRICE Why, then, God forgive me! BENEDICK What offence, sweet Beatrice? BEATRICE You have stayed me in a happy hour: I was about to protest I loved you. BENEDICK And do it with all thy heart. BEATRICE I love you with so much of my heart that none is left to protest. BENEDICK Come, bid me do any thing for thee. BEATRICE Kill Claudio. 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. BENEDICK Beatrice - 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. BENEDICK Beat- BEATRICE Princes and counties! Surely, a princely testimony, a goodly count, 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 as I have a thought, or a soul. BENEDICK Enough! I am engaged, I will challenge him. I will kiss your hand, and so I 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. Exeunt

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Is thy not a bit yeested with thy heat in thee room they call church