If she's cheated on me, then heaven itself is a fake. I don't believe it.
What's going on, Othello, darling? The nobles of Cyprus whom you invited to dinner are waiting for you.
Desdemona and Emilia enter.
Why are you whispering? are you sick?
I have a headache, right here in my forehead.
She pulls out a handkerchief.
That's from lack of sleep, it'll go away. Let me wrap up your head, and it will feel okay in less than an hour.
Handkerchief falls to the floor
No, your handkerchief's too little. Leave my head alone. Come on I'll escort you to dinner.
I'm very sorry you're not feeling well.
Emilia picking up the handkerchief.
I’m glad I found this handkerchief. It’s the first keepsake the Moor gave her. My stubborn husband has asked me to steal it a hundred times. But she loves it so much that she always keeps it near her to kiss it and talk to it. I’ll copy the embroidery pattern and then give it to Iago. Heaven knows what he’s going to do with it. I only try to satisfy his whims.