Iago(Left): Methinks Othello slept with my wife Roderigo(Right): What are you to do about it sir? Iago: You like Othello's wife, Desdemonna, do you not, friend? To wish her yours and not the Captains Roderigo: Alas, I tried to make her my wife |
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Iago(Left): Well, my friend, time to devise a plan Roderigo: What, then, would you have me do? Iago: Pit Othello and his captain against each other. Have Othello believe his wife is unfaithful. We would both find justice through this |
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Roderigo: I do believe Desdemonna's father Barbantio would be unhappy with their marriage. I shall inform him of their betrayal of his good trust Iago: What ho! Awake Barbantio. Go quick! |
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