1    Gaoler, look to him: tell not me of mercy;
2    This is the fool that lent out money gratis:
3    Gaoler, look to him.

4    Hear me yet, good Shylock.

5    I'll have my bond; speak not against my bond:
6    I have sworn an oath that I will have my bond.
7    Thou call'dst me dog before thou hadst a cause;
8    But, since I am a dog, beware my fangs:
9    The duke shall grant me justice. I do wonder,
10   Thou naughty gaoler, that thou art so fond
11   To come abroad with him at his request.

12   I pray thee, hear me speak.

13   I'll have my bond; I will not hear thee speak:
14   I'll have my bond; and therefore speak no more.
15   I'll not be made a soft and dull-eyed fool,
16   To shake the head, relent, and sigh, and yield
17   To Christian intercessors. Follow not;
18   I'll have no speaking: I will have my bond.

19   It is the most impenetrable cur
20   That ever kept with men.

21   Let him alone:
22   I'll follow him no more with bootless prayers.
23   He seeks my life; his reason well I know:
24   I oft deliver'd from his forfeitures
25   Many that have at times made moan to me;
26   Therefore he hates me.

27   I am sure the duke
28   Will never grant this forfeiture to hold.

29   The duke cannot deny the course of law:
30   For the commodity that strangers have
31   With us in Venice, if it be denied,
32   Will much impeach the justice of his state;
33   Since that the trade and profit of the city
34   Consisteth of all nations. Therefore, go:
35   These griefs and losses have so bated me,
36   That I shall hardly spare a pound of flesh
37   To-morrow to my bloody creditor.
38   Well, gaoler, on. Pray God, Bassanio come
39   To see me pay his debt, and then I care not!