Alonso
Is not this Stephano, my drunken butler?
Sebastian
He is drunk now: where had he wine?
Alonso
And Trinculo is reeling ripe:
How camest thou in this pickle?
Trinculo is staggering around from drinking too much and he smells. How did you get into this situation?
Trinculo
I have been in such a pickle since I saw you last that, I fear me, will never out of my bones.
Sebastian
Why, how now, Stephano!
Stephano
O, touch me not; I am not Stephano, but a cramp.
Prospero
You'ld be king o' the isle, sirrah?
Stephano
I should have been a sore one then.
Sebastian
Ha, ha!
What things are these, my lord Antonio?
Will money buy 'em?
Antonio
Very like; one of them
Is a plain fish, and, no doubt, marketable.
This is the first time Antonio speaks after seeing Prospero. What does he say and how do you think he feels at this moment?
Alonso
This is a strange thing as e'er I look'd on.
Prospero
He is as disproportion'd in his manners
As in his shape.
His mother was a witch, and one so strong
That could control the moon. These three have robb'd me;
And this demi-devil for he’s a bastard one, had plotted with them
To take my life.
Two of these fellows you
Must know and own; this thing of darkness I
Acknowledge mine.
Alonso
Hence, and bestow your luggage where you found it.
Sebastian
Or stole it, rather.
Caliban
(As they exit) What a thrice-double ass
Was I, to take this drunkard for a god
And worship this dull fool!
How do you think Caliban feels at this moment? Is he sorry for plotting against Prospero or sorry he chose the wrong man to follow?
Exit STEPHANO, and TRINCULO.
Caliban
I shall be pinch'd to death.
(Text edited for rehearsals by Gregory Doran)