In the show, the setting becomes more stylized, sensational and subsequently more supernatural. Not entirely due to its change in setting but partly because of it, Stranger Things changes its tone drastically from the script of episode one to where it is today.
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Plot Point Two Foundation Police Chief Hopper prepares to go to work, rising from a graveyard of empty beer cans and cigarette butts. Midpoint A bloodied young girl in hospital scrubs is running through a forest. Steve wisps Nancy away. Midpoint Follow-Through The young girl at the diner reveals that her name is Eleven.
Climax Mike, Lucas and Dustin bike around looking for Will while Hopper leads an official search rescue. Stranger Things Script - Joyce and Hopper. Stranger Things - Joyce Byers. Stranger Things - Pilot Opening. I prithee, good Iago, Go to the bay and disembark my coffers: Bring thou the master to the citadel; He is a good one, and his worthiness Does challenge much respect.
Come, Desdemona, Once more, well met at Cyprus. Come hither. The lieutenant tonight watches on the court of guard:—first, I must tell thee this—Desdemona is directly in love with him. IAGO Lay thy finger thus, and let thy soul be instructed. Mark me with what violence she first loved the Moor, but for bragging and telling her fantastical lies: and will she love him still for prating? Her eye must be fed; and what delight shall she have to look on the devil?
When the blood is made dull with the act of sport, there should be, again to inflame it and to give satiety a fresh appetite, loveliness in favour, sympathy in years, manners and beauties; all which the Moor is defective in: now, for want of these required conveniences, her delicate tenderness will find itself abused, begin to heave the gorge, disrelish and abhor the Moor; very nature will instruct her in it and compel her to some second choice.
Now, sir, this granted,—as it is a most pregnant and unforced position—who stands so eminent in the degree of this fortune as Cassio does? Besides, the knave is handsome, young, and hath all those requisites in him that folly and green minds look after: a pestilent complete knave; and the woman hath found him already.
Blessed pudding! Didst thou not see her paddle with the palm of his hand? IAGO Lechery, by this hand; an index and obscure prologue to the history of lust and foul thoughts. They met so near with their lips that their breaths embraced together. Villanous thoughts, Roderigo! But, sir, be you ruled by me: I have brought you from Venice. Cassio knows you not. IAGO Sir, he is rash and very sudden in choler, and haply may strike at you: provoke him, that he may; for even out of that will I cause these of Cyprus to mutiny; whose qualification shall come into no true taste again but by the displanting of Cassio.
So shall you have a shorter journey to your desires by the means I shall then have to prefer them; and the impediment most profitably removed, without the which there were no expectation of our prosperity. IAGO I warrant thee. Meet me by and by at the citadel: I must fetch his necessaries ashore. For making him egregiously an ass And practising upon his peace and quiet Even to madness.
So much was his pleasure should be proclaimed. All offices are open, and there is full liberty of feasting from this present hour of five till the bell have told eleven. Heaven bless the isle of Cyprus and our noble general Othello! Michael, good night: to-morrow with your earliest Let me have speech with you. Good night. Our general cast us thus early for the love of his Desdemona; who let us not therefore blame: he hath not yet made wanton the night with her; and she is sport for Jove.
IAGO What an eye she has! IAGO And when she speaks, is it not an alarum to love? IAGO Well, happiness to their sheets! Come, lieutenant, I have a stoup of wine; and here without are a brace of Cyprus gallants that would fain have a measure to the health of black Othello. CASSIO I have drunk but one cup to-night, and that was craftily qualified too, and, behold, what innovation it makes here: I am unfortunate in the infirmity, and dare not task my weakness with any more.
IAGO What, man! IAGO Some wine, ho! Some wine, boys! IAGO Why, he drinks you, with facility, your Dane dead drunk; he sweats not to overthrow your Almain; he gives your Hollander a vomit, ere the next pottle can be filled. He was a wight of high renown, And thou art but of low degree: Tis pride that pulls the country down; Then take thine auld cloak about thee.
Some wine, ho! Do not think, gentlemen. I am drunk: this is my ancient; this is my right hand, and this is my left: I am not drunk now; I can stand well enough, and speak well enough. All Excellent well. I fear the trust Othello puts him in. On some odd time of his infirmity, Will shake this island. Perhaps he sees it not; or his good nature Prizes the virtue that appears in Cassio, And looks not on his evils: is not this true? I pray you, after the lieutenant; go.
You will be shamed for ever. IAGO Hold, ho! Lieutenant,—sir—Montano,—gentlemen,— Have you forgot all sense of place and duty? For Christian shame, put by this barbarous brawl: He that stirs next to carve for his own rage Holds his soul light; he dies upon his motion.
Silence that dreadful bell: it frights the isle From her propriety. What is the matter, masters? I cannot speak Any beginning to this peevish odds; And would in action glorious I had lost Those legs that brought me to a part of it!
Tis monstrous. Thus it is, general. Montano and myself being in speech, There comes a fellow crying out for help: And Cassio following him with determined sword, To execute upon him. When I came back— For this was brief—I found them close together, At blow and thrust; even as again they were When you yourself did part them. More of this matter cannot I report: But men are men; the best sometimes forget: Though Cassio did some little wrong to him, As men in rage strike those that wish them best, Yet surely Cassio, I believe, received From him that fled some strange indignity, Which patience could not pass.
Cassio, I love thee But never more be officer of mine. Sir, for your hurts, myself will be your surgeon: Lead him off. IAGO Marry, heaven forbid! O, I have lost my reputation! I have lost the immortal part of myself, and what remains is bestial. My reputation, Iago, my reputation! IAGO As I am an honest man, I thought you had received some bodily wound; there is more sense in that than in reputation. Reputation is an idle and most false imposition: oft got without merit, and lost without deserving: you have lost no reputation at all, unless you repute yourself such a loser.
What, man! CASSIO I will rather sue to be despised than to deceive so good a commander with so slight, so drunken, and so indiscreet an officer. O thou invisible spirit of wine, if thou hast no name to be known by, let us call thee devil!
IAGO What was he that you followed with your sword? What had he done to you? O God, that men should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away their brains! IAGO Why, but you are now well enough: how came you thus recovered? CASSIO It hath pleased the devil drunkenness to give place to the devil wrath; one unperfectness shows me another, to make me frankly despise myself. IAGO Come, you are too severe a moraler: as the time, the place, and the condition of this country stands, I could heartily wish this had not befallen; but, since it is as it is, mend it for your own good.
Had I as many mouths as Hydra, such an answer would stop them all. To be now a sensible man, by and by a fool, and presently a beast!
O strange! Every inordinate cup is unblessed and the ingredient is a devil. IAGO Come, come, good wine is a good familiar creature, if it be well used: exclaim no more against it.
And, good lieutenant, I think you think I love you. I drunk! IAGO You or any man living may be drunk! IAGO I protest, in the sincerity of love and honest kindness. IAGO You are in the right. Good night, lieutenant; I must to the watch. When this advice is free I give and honest, Probal to thinking and indeed the course To win the Moor again?
How am I then a villain To counsel Cassio to this parallel course, Directly to his good? Divinity of hell! So will I turn her virtue into pitch, And out of her own goodness make the net That shall enmesh them all. My money is almost spent; I have been to-night exceedingly well cudgelled; and I think the issue will be, I shall have so much experience for my pains, and so, with no money at all and a little more wit, return again to Venice.
IAGO How poor are they that have not patience! What wound did ever heal but by degrees? Cassio hath beaten thee. Retire thee; go where thou art billeted: Away, I say; thou shalt know more hereafter: Nay, get thee gone. First Musician How, sir, how! Clown Are these, I pray you, wind-instruments? First Musician Ay, marry, are they, sir. Clown O, thereby hangs a tail.
First Musician Whereby hangs a tale, sir? Clown Marry. First Musician Well, sir, we will not. First Musician We have none such, sir. Clown No, I hear not your honest friend; I hear you. Clown She is stirring, sir: if she will stir hither, I shall seem to notify unto her. IAGO You have not been a-bed, then? I have made bold, Iago, To send in to your wife: my suit to her Is, that she will to virtuous Desdemona Procure me some access. The general and his wife are talking of it; And she speaks for you stoutly: the Moor replies, That he you hurt is of great fame in Cyprus, And great affinity, and that in wholesome wisdom He might not but refuse you; but he protests he loves you And needs no other suitor but his likings To take the safest occasion by the front To bring you in again.
Do not doubt, Cassio, But I will have my lord and you again As friendly as you were. You do love my lord: You have known him long; and be you well assured He shall in strangeness stand no further off Than in a polite distance.
CASSIO Ay, but, lady, That policy may either last so long, Or feed upon such nice and waterish diet, Or breed itself so out of circumstance, That, I being absent and my place supplied, My general will forget my love and service. I like not that. IAGO Cassio, my lord! No, sure, I cannot think it, That he would steal away so guilty-like, Seeing you coming. I have been talking with a suitor here, A man that languishes in your displeasure.
Good my lord, If I have any grace or power to move you, His present reconciliation take; For if he be not one that truly loves you, That errs in ignorance and not in cunning, I have no judgment in an honest face: I prithee, call him back. Good love, call him back. When shall he come? Tell me, Othello: I wonder in my soul, What you would ask me, that I should deny, Or stand so mammering on. Perdition catch my soul, But I do love thee!
IAGO I did not think he had been acquainted with her. IAGO Indeed! Is he not honest? IAGO Honest, my lord! IAGO Think, my lord! By heaven, he echoes me, As if there were some monster in his thought Too hideous to be shown. Thou dost mean something: I heard thee say even now, thou likedst not that, When Cassio left my wife: what didst not like?
Utter my thoughts? It were not for your quiet nor your good, Nor for my manhood, honesty, or wisdom, To let you know my thoughts. IAGO Poor and content is rich and rich enough, But riches fineless is as poor as winter To him that ever fears he shall be poor.
Good heaven, the souls of all my tribe defend From jealousy! No; to be once in doubt Is once to be resolved: exchange me for a goat, When I shall turn the business of my soul To such exsufflicate and blown surmises, Matching thy inference.
I speak not yet of proof. I hope you will consider what is spoke Comes from my love. IAGO Long live she so! But pardon me; I do not in position Distinctly speak of her; though I may fear Her will, recoiling to her better judgment, May fall to match you with her country forms And happily repent. This honest creature doubtless Sees and knows more, much more, than he unfolds.
IAGO [Returning] My lord, I would I might entreat your honour To scan this thing no further; leave it to time: Though it be fit that Cassio have his place, For sure, he fills it up with great ability, Yet, if you please to hold him off awhile, You shall by that perceive him and his means: Note, if your lady strain his entertainment With any strong or vehement importunity; Much will be seen in that.
In the mean time, Let me be thought too busy in my fears— As worthy cause I have to fear I am— And hold her free, I do beseech your honour. IAGO I once more take my leave. I am abused; and my relief Must be to loathe her. O curse of marriage, That we can call these delicate creatures ours, And not their appetites! Your dinner, and the generous islanders By you invited, do attend your presence. Are you not well? IAGO A thing for me? IAGO To have a foolish wife.
What will you give me now For the same handkerchief? IAGO What handkerchief? Why, that the Moor first gave to Desdemona; That which so often you did bid me steal. Look, here it is. IAGO A good wench; give it me. Go, leave me. Trifles light as air Are to the jealous confirmations strong As proofs of holy writ: this may do something. The Moor already changes with my poison: Dangerous conceits are, in their natures, poisons.
Which at the first are scarce found to distaste, But with a little act upon the blood. Burn like the mines of Sulphur. I did say so: Look, where he comes! IAGO Why, how now, general! IAGO How now, my lord! IAGO I am sorry to hear this. O, now, for ever Farewell the tranquil mind!
Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars, That make ambition virtue! O, farewell! Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner, and all quality, Pride, pomp and circumstance of glorious war!
IAGO O grace! O heaven forgive me! Are you a man? O wretched fool. That livest to make thine honesty a vice! O monstrous world! Take note, take note, O world, To be direct and honest is not safe. Would I were satisfied! You would be satisfied?
IAGO And may: but, how? IAGO It were a tedious difficulty, I think, To bring them to that prospect: damn them then, If ever mortal eyes do see them bolster More than their own! What then? What shall I say? It is impossible you should see this, Were they as prime as goats, as hot as monkeys, As salt as wolves in pride, and fools as gross As ignorance made drunk. I lay with Cassio lately; And, being troubled with a raging tooth, I could not sleep.
IAGO Nay, this was but his dream. One is too poor, too weak for my revenge. Look here, Iago; All my fond love thus do I blow to heaven.
Tis gone. Arise, black vengeance, from thy hollow cell! Yield up, O love, thy crown and hearted throne To tyrannous hate! IAGO Yet be content. Now, by yond marble heaven, Kneels In the due reverence of a sacred vow I here engage my words. IAGO Do not rise yet.
Let him command, And to obey shall be in me remorse, What bloody business ever. O, damn her! Come, go with me apart; I will withdraw, To furnish me with some swift means of death For the fair devil. Now art thou my lieutenant. IAGO I am your own for ever. Clown I dare not say he lies any where. Clown To tell you where he lodges, is to tell you where I lie. Clown I know not where he lodges, and for me to devise a lodging and say he lies here or he lies there, were to lie in mine own throat.
Clown I will catechise the world for him; that is, make questions, and by them answer. I think the sun where he was born Drew all such humours from him. Aside O, hardness to dissemble! Come now, your promise. This is a trick to put me from my suit: Pray you, let Cassio be received again.
Look you, Cassio and my husband! So help me every spirit sanctified, As I have spoken for you all my best And stood within the blank of his displeasure For my free speech! IAGO Is my lord angry? IAGO Can he be angry? I never gave him cause. How is it with you, my most fair Bianca? What, keep a week away? Eight score eight hours?
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