Well, proceed

Quince, the Carpenter:
Flute, you must take Thisby on you. Flute, the Bellows-Mender:
Thisby? What is Thisby? A wandering knight? Quince, the Carpenter:
A wandering knight! It is the lady that Pyramus must love. A lady! Flute, the Bellows-Mender:
Nay, faith, let me not play a woman. Quince, the Carpenter:
Flute! Flute, the Bellows-Mender:
Nay, I have a beard coming. Quince, the Carpenter:
That's all one: you shall play it in a mask and you may speak As small as you will. [high pitched voice] Quince, the Carpenter:
Pyramus. [regular voice] Quince, the Carpenter:
As small as you will. Bottom:
If I may hide my face, let me play Thisby too, Quince, the Carpenter:
No. Bottom:
I'll speak in a monstrous little voice. Quince, the Carpenter:
No. Bottom:
Listen. Listen. [high pitched voice] Bottom:
'Ah, Pyramus, my lover dear! Quince, the Carpenter:
No. Bottom:
'Thy Thisby dear and lady dear!' Quince, the Carpenter:
No, no! Flute, the Bellows-Mender:
No. Quince, the Carpenter:
You must play Pyramus: and, Flute, you Thisby! Bottom:
Well, proceed