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!