Kill Claudio

Benedick:

Lady Beatrice, have you wept all this while? Beatrice:
Yea... and I will weep a while longer. Benedick:
I will not desire that. Beatrice:
You have no reason. I do it freely. Benedick:
Surely, I do believe your fair cousin is wronged. Beatrice:
How much might the man deserve of me that would right her! Benedick:
Is there any way to show such friendship? Beatrice:
A very even way, but no such friend. Benedick:
May a man do it? Beatrice:
It is a man's office... but not yours. Benedick:
I do love nothing in the world so well as you. Is not that strange? Beatrice:
As strange as the thing I know not. It were as possible for me to say I loved nothing so well as you. But believe me not. And yet I lie not. I confess nothing, nor I deny nothing. I am sorry for my cousin. Benedick:
By my sword, Beatrice, thou lovest me. Beatrice:
Do not swear, and eat it. Benedick:
I will swear by it that you love me, and I will make him eat it that says I love not you. Beatrice:
Why, then, God forgive me! Benedick:
What offense, sweet Beatrice? Beatrice:
You have stayed me in a happy hour. I was about to protest I loved you. Benedick:
And do it with all thy heart. Beatrice:
I love you with so much of my heart that none is left to protest. Benedick:
[Kisses Beatrice]
Come. Bid me do anything for thee. Beatrice:
Kill Claudio