IAGO.
Sir, there is especial commission come from Venice to depute Cassio in Othello’s place.
RODERIGO.
Is that true? Why then Othello and Desdemona return again to Venice.
IAGO.
O, no; he goes into Mauritania, and takes away with him the fair Desdemona, unless his abode be lingered here by some accident: wherein none can be so determinate as the removing of Cassio.
RODERIGO.
How do you mean “removing” of him?
IAGO.
Why, by making him uncapable of Othello’s place: knocking out his brains.
RODERIGO.
And that you would have me to do?
IAGO.
Ay, if you dare do yourself a profit and a right. He sups tonight with a harlotry, and thither will I go to him. He knows not yet of his honourable fortune. If you will watch his going thence, which I will fashion to fall out between twelve and one, you may take him at your pleasure: I will be near to second your attempt, and he shall fall between us. Come, stand not amazed at it, but go along with me. I will show you such a necessity in his death that you shall think yourself bound to put it on him. It is now high supper-time, and the night grows to waste. About it.
RODERIGO.
I will hear further reason for this.
IAGO.
And you shall be satisfied.
[Exeunt.]