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Sally Kilpatrick:
Can you a come up with a deleted scene from your favorite Shakespeare play?
Sally Kilpatrick
Much Ado About Nothing
Act 5, Scene 5
An epilogue that gives us but a brief glimpse at the honeymoon of Beatrice and Benedick.
Crow caws and a dog answers.
BEATRICE: Soft! What sound is that beyond our marriage bed?
BENEDICK: (leans out window and pulls up a cage with a crow) ‘Tis as you requested, your dog barking at a crow. Marked I well when you said it.
BEATRICE: Said I such a thing? Thou speakest of another Beatrice. Say you love me so we may return to our Scotch jig.
BENEDICK: Troth, I cannot.
BEATRICE: Ah, the cinquepace so soon? Or perchance your potent regiment hath retreated?
BENEDICK: (sputters)
BEATRICE: Your bauble broken? Your needle lacking thread?
BENEDICK: Woman, I have an abundance of thread. Say you love me first, my Lady Disdain.
BEATRICE: That name of old? O sweet Benedick. God give me patience.
BENEDICK: God give you patience! May He grant me more. I fancy a journey to the Netherlands. Now say it.
BEATRICE: Nay.
BENEDICK: (assaults her with kisses)
BEATRICE: {sighs) I fear *I* have caught the Benedick. By my troth, I love thee.
BENEDICK: And I love thee at least ‘til Claudio hangs me up at the door of a brothel house for the sign of blind Cupid.
BEATRICE: What?
BENEDICK: Fret not. He is with his Hero. (sings as he takes her hand to kiss it) Sigh not so, but let them go.
BEATRICE: And be I blithe and bonny?
BENEDICK: (kisses her knuckles and starts working his way up her arm) Aye.
BEATRICE: (sighs anyway, but happily) Hey nonny nonny.
Act 5, Scene 5
An epilogue that gives us but a brief glimpse at the honeymoon of Beatrice and Benedick.
Crow caws and a dog answers.
BEATRICE: Soft! What sound is that beyond our marriage bed?
BENEDICK: (leans out window and pulls up a cage with a crow) ‘Tis as you requested, your dog barking at a crow. Marked I well when you said it.
BEATRICE: Said I such a thing? Thou speakest of another Beatrice. Say you love me so we may return to our Scotch jig.
BENEDICK: Troth, I cannot.
BEATRICE: Ah, the cinquepace so soon? Or perchance your potent regiment hath retreated?
BENEDICK: (sputters)
BEATRICE: Your bauble broken? Your needle lacking thread?
BENEDICK: Woman, I have an abundance of thread. Say you love me first, my Lady Disdain.
BEATRICE: That name of old? O sweet Benedick. God give me patience.
BENEDICK: God give you patience! May He grant me more. I fancy a journey to the Netherlands. Now say it.
BEATRICE: Nay.
BENEDICK: (assaults her with kisses)
BEATRICE: {sighs) I fear *I* have caught the Benedick. By my troth, I love thee.
BENEDICK: And I love thee at least ‘til Claudio hangs me up at the door of a brothel house for the sign of blind Cupid.
BEATRICE: What?
BENEDICK: Fret not. He is with his Hero. (sings as he takes her hand to kiss it) Sigh not so, but let them go.
BEATRICE: And be I blithe and bonny?
BENEDICK: (kisses her knuckles and starts working his way up her arm) Aye.
BEATRICE: (sighs anyway, but happily) Hey nonny nonny.
More Answered Questions
Steven
asked
Sally Kilpatrick:
Hi Sally! Love your work from the Choir to the Creek and it got me wondering about something. Shakespeare in the Park is something that has become a warm weather staple years after the great one has passed... Ever wonder what Kilpatrick in the Park would look like and what would you want to see as part of the performance? Thanks for indulging the question and can't wait for Better Get to Livin!
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