Cyprus. A Street.
 Enter IAGO and RODERIGO.

Iago	Here, stand behind this bulk; straight will he come.
	Wear thy good rapier bare, and put it home.
	Quick, quick, fear nothing; I'll be at thy elbow.
	It makes us or it mars us; think on that,
	And fix most firm thy resolution.

Roderigo	Be near at hand; I may miscarry in't.

Iago	Here, at thy hand. Be bold, and take thy stand.
												[Retires.
Roderigo	I have no great devotion to the deed,
	And yet he hath given me satisfying reasons:
	'Tis but a man gone. Forth, my sword; he dies!

Iago	[Aside.] I have rubbed this young quat almost to the sense,
	And he grows angry. Now, whether he kill Cassio,
	Or Cassio him, or each do kill the other,
	Every way makes my gain. Live Roderigo,
	He calls me to a restitution large
	Of gold and jewels that I bobbed from him
	As gifts to Desdemona.
	It must not be. If Cassio do remain,
	He hath a daily beauty in his life
	That makes me ugly; and besides, the Moor
	May unfold me to him - there stand I in much peril.
	No, he must die. But so, I hear him coming.

                              Enter CASSIO.

Roderigo	I know his gait; 'tis he. Villain, thou diest!
												[Lunging at CASSIO.
Cassio	That thrust had been my enemy indeed
	But that my coat is better than thou know'st;
	I will make proof of thine.
												[Wounds RODERIGO.
Roderigo								O, I am slain!

								 [IAGO wounds CASSIO in the leg.
												[Exit IAGO.
Cassio	I am maimed for ever. Help, ho! Murder, murder!

                       Enter OTHELLO at a distance.

Othello	The voice of Cassio. Iago keeps his word.

Roderigo	O, villain that I am!

Othello							It is even so.

Cassio	O help, ho! Light! A surgeon!

Othello	'Tis he. O brave Iago, honest and just,
	That hast such noble sense of thy friend's wrong!
	Thou teachest me. Minion, your dear lies dead,
	And your unblest fate hies. Strumpet, I come!
	Forth of my heart those charms, thine eyes, are blotted;
	Thy bed, lust-stained, shall with lust's blood be spotted.
												[Exit.
                       Enter LODOVICO and GRATIANO.

Cassio	What ho! No watch? No passage? Murder, murder!

Gratiano	'Tis some mischance; the voice is very direful.

Cassio	O, help!

Lodovico	Hark!

Roderigo	O wretched villain!

Lodovico	Two or three groan. 'Tis heavy night;
	These may be counterfeits: let's think't unsafe
	To come into the cry without more help.

Roderigo	Nobody come? Then shall I bleed to death.

                         Enter IAGO with a light.

Lodovico	Hark!

Gratiano	Here's one comes in his shirt, with light and weapons.

Iago	Who's there? Whose noise is this that cries on murder?

Lodovico	We do not know.

Iago						Do not you hear a cry?

Cassio	Here, here. For heaven's sake, help me!

Iago										What's the matter?

Gratiano	This is Othello's ensign, as I take it.

Lodovico	The same indeed; a very valiant fellow.

Iago	What are you here that cry so grievously?

Cassio	Iago? O, I am spoiled, undone by villains.
	Give me some help.

Iago	O me, lieutenant! What villains have done this?

Cassio	I think the one of them is hereabout,
	And cannot make away.

Iago							O treacherous villains!
	[To LODOVICO and GRATIANO.]
	What are you there? Come in and give some help.

Roderigo	O help me, there!

Cassio	That's one of them.

Iago						O murd'rous slave! O villain!
												[Stabs RODERIGO.
Roderigo	O damned Iago! O inhuman dog!

Iago	Kill men i'th' dark? Where be these bloody thieves?
	How silent is this town! Ho, murder, murder!
	What may you be? Are you of good or evil?

Lodovico	As you shall prove us, praise us.

Iago	Signor Lodovico?

Lodovico	He, sir.

Iago	I cry you mercy. Here's Cassio hurt by villains.

Gratiano	Cassio?

Iago	How is't, brother?

Cassio	My leg is cut in two.

Iago								Marry, heaven forbid!
	Light, gentlemen; I'll bind it with my shirt.

                              Enter BIANCA.

Bianca	What is the matter, ho? Who is't that cried?

Iago	Who is't that cried?

Bianca	O my dear Cassio, my sweet Cassio!
	O Cassio, Cassio, Cassio!

Iago	O notable strumpet! Cassio, may you suspect
	Who they should be that have thus mangled you?

Cassio	No.

Gratiano	I am sorry to find you thus; I have been to seek you.

Iago	Lend me a garter. So. O for a chair
	To bear him easily hence!

Bianca	Alas, he faints! O Cassio, Cassio, Cassio!

Iago	Gentlemen all, I do suspect this trash
	To be a party in this injury.
	Patience awhile, good Cassio. Come, come,
	Lend me a light. Know we this face or no?
	Alas, my friend and my dear countryman
	Roderigo? No? - yes, sure. O heaven, Roderigo!

Gratiano	What, of Venice?

Iago	Even he, sir. Did you know him?

Gratiano	Know him? Ay.

Iago	Signor Gratiano, I cry your gentle pardon;
	These bloody accidents must excuse my manners
	That so neglected you.

Gratiano							I am glad to see you.

Iago	How do you, Cassio? O, a chair, a chair!

Gratiano	Roderigo!

Iago	He, he, 'tis he.

                      Enter ATTENDANTS with a chair.

						O, that's well said, the chair!
	Some good men bear him carefully from hence.
	I'll fetch the general's surgeon.
							[To BIANCA.] For you, mistress,
	Save you your labour. - He that lies slain here, Cassio,
	Was my dear friend. What malice was between you?

Cassio	None in the world, nor do I know the man.

Iago	[To BIANCA.]
	What, look you pale? - O, bear him out o'th'air.
				 [CASSIO and the body of RODERIGO are borne off.

	Stay you, good gentlemen. - Look you pale, mistress?
	Do you perceive the gastness of her eye?
	[To BIANCA.] Nay, if you stare we shall hear more anon.
	Behold her well; I pray you look upon her.
	Do you see, gentlemen? Nay, guiltiness will speak
	Though tongues were out of use.

                              Enter EMILIA.

Emilia	Alas, what is the matter? What is the matter, husband?

Iago	Cassio hath here been set on in the dark
	By Roderigo and fellows that are 'scaped.
	He's almost slain, and Roderigo quite dead.

Emilia	Alas, good gentleman! Alas, good Cassio!

Iago	This is the fruits of whoring. Prithee, Emilia,
	Go know of Cassio where he supped tonight.
	[To BIANCA.] What, do you shake at that?

Bianca	He supped at my house, but I therefore shake not.

Iago	O, did he so? I charge you go with me.

Emilia	O fie upon thee, strumpet!

Bianca	I am no strumpet, but of life as honest
	As you that thus abuse me.

Emilia								As I? Fie upon thee!

Iago	Kind gentlemen, let's go see poor Cassio dressed.
	Come, mistress, you must tell's another tale.
	Emilia, run you to the citadel,
	And tell my lord and lady what hath happed.
	Will you go on afore? [Aside.] This is the night
	That either makes me or fordoes me quite.
												[Exeunt.
