Damn it, you’re not listening to me! I neverdreamed this was happening—if you find out Idid, you can go ahead and hate me.
Come on, don’t tell me that. I don’t like it that youknew about this, Iago. All this time I’ve thoughtyou were such a good friend that I’ve let youspend my money as if it was yours.
RODERIGO
You told me you hated him.
By God, I’d rather be his executioner.
Buthe wants to have things his own way, so hesidesteps the issue with a lot of military talk andrefuses their request. “I’ve already chosen mylieutenant,” he says. And who does he choose? Aguy who knows more about numbers thenfighting!
I do hate him, I swear. Three of Venice’s mostimportant noblemen took their hats off to him andasked him humbly to make me his lieutenant, thesecond in command. And I know my own worthwell enough to know I deserve that position.
Hey, Brabantio! Signor Brabantio, hey!
Let’s shout up to Desdemona’s father, wake him,pester him, spoil his happiness, spread rumorsabout him in the streets, enrage his relatives, andirritate him endlessly. However real his happinessis, it will vanish in light of this.