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Much Ado About Hacking.
Benedick, a budding young hacker.
Beatrice, a veteran exploiter.
Don Pedro, a good friend of the others.
Don John, he is just kinda there.
Achilles, I thought he was from Greece.
Cleopatra, now this is just getting ridiculous.
Act I: Also the last act.
Scene I: Benedick learns his place.
[Enter Beatrice and Don John]
Beatrice:
You are nothing!
[Exit Don John]
[Enter Don Pedro]
Beatrice:
You are nothing!
[Exit Don Pedro]
[Enter Achilles]
Beatrice:
You are as proud as a bold brave gentle noble amazing hero.
[Exit Achilles]
[Enter Cleopatra]
Beatrice:
You are as vile as the difference between a beautiful gentle bold fair peaceful sunny lovely flower and Achilles.
[Exit Cleopatra]
[Enter Benedick]
Beatrice:
You are nothing!
Scene II: Benedick strengthens his memory.
Beatrice:
Open your mind! Remember yourself.
Benedick:
You are as red as the sum of yourself and a tree.
Am I as lovely as a cunning charming honest peaceful bold pony?
Beatrice:
If not, let us return to scene II.
Benedick:
You are as worried as the sum of yourself and a Microsoft.
Beatrice:
Recall your father's disappointment!
Scene III: Benedick teaches his friends about hacking.
Beatrice:
Recall your latest blunder! You are as smelly as the difference between yourself and Achilles.
Benedick:
You are as disgusting as the sum of yourself and a flirt-gill!
[Exit Beatrice]
[Enter Don John]
Benedick:
Thou art as damned as I.
[Exit Don John]
[Enter Don Pedro]
Don Pedro:
You are as rotten as the sum of yourself and myself.
Thou art as normal as the remainder of the quotient between thyself and Cleopatra.
[Exit Benedick]
[Enter Don John]
Don John:
You are as good as I.
[Exeunt]
[Enter Beatrice and Benedick]
Beatrice:
You are as foul as the sum of yourself and Achilles. Speak your mind!
Benedick:
Are you better than nothing?
Beatrice:
If so, let us return to scene III.
[Exeunt]