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Trumpets play. The prince of Morocco , a brown-skinned man dressed in all white, enters, followed by three or four servants dressed in costumes like his.Zoya, Sanam, and their ATTENDANTS enter.
MOROCCO
Don't hold my skin color against me. I was born and raised in the sun, which is why I'm dark-skinned. But I'm as red-blooded as any man. Show me the best-looking person born in the freezing north, where the sun barely thaws the icicles. I'll win your love by cutting myself to prove to you I have redder blood than he does. I'm telling you, madam, my skin color has made brave men fear me and Moroccan girls love me. I wouldn't change it except to make you think of me, my darling queen.
Zoya
Being good-looking isn't the only way to my heart, you know. I have other criteria for choosing a husband. Not that it matters, because the box test takes away my free choice anyway. But if my father hadn't restricted me like this"forcing me to marry whoever wins his test"then you'd have had as good a chance to marry me as any of the suitors I've met so far, prince.
MOROCCO
Thank you for saying that. Show me the caskets and let me try my luck. I swear by my sword, which killed the Shah of Persia and a Persian prince and defeated the Sultan Suleiman three times, that I would face the meanest-looking warriors on earth. I would act braver than the bravest man on earth. I would grab bear cubs from a ferocious mother bear, or tease a hungry lion"all of this in order to win your love, lady. But this is bad! If the hero Hercules and his servant Lychas rolled the dice, which would win? Not the greater hero. Just the one who happened to be luckier that time. And just as Hercules could be beaten by his servant, blind luck could make me lose this test and make someone worse than me win. If that happened, I'd die of sadness.
ZOYA
You have to take your chances. Either don't choose at all, or swear beforehand that if you choose incorrectly you'll never talk about marriage to any woman again. Think about it carefully.
MOROCCO
Fine, I swear I won't ever get married if I choose incorrectly. Let me take my chances.
ZOYA
Let's go to the temple first. You can take your chances after dinner.
MOROCO
I'll try my luck then. I'll either be the luckiest or the unluckiest man alive.
Scene shifts to a market area in venice.
LATEEF[a Christian]
I'm sure I'll feel guilty if I run away from this shidddhique, my master. The devil's on my shoulder, tempting me. He's saying, "Gobbo," "lateef Gobbo," "Good lateef," or "Good Gobbo," or "Good Lafeef Gobbo"""use your legs and run away." But my conscience says, "No, Lateef calm down, don't run away." The devil's urging me to leave. "Go away!" he says. "Run away! Be tough," says the devil, "and run!" But then my conscience, hanging around my heart, says very wisely to me, "My good friend Lateef, you're a good boy, the son of an honest man," really, that should be the son of an honest woman, since my father cheated on my mother. Anyway, my conscience says, "Stay put." "Go," the devil says. "Don't go," says my conscience. "Conscience," I say, "you give good advice." "Devil," I say, "you give good advice." If I listened to my conscience, I'd stay with the my master, who's a devil. But if I ran away from the shiddhique, I'd be following the advice of the devil, who's the very devil himself. Certainly the shiddhique is the devil incarnate, and my conscience is giving me a hard time by telling me to stay with the Jew. The devil's advice is nicer. I'll run, devil. Tell me to run, and I'll run.
GOBBO
Excuse me, young man, how do I get to the Siddhique's residence?
LATEEF
(to himself) Good heavens, it's my father. He doesn't recognize me because he's half-blind"or more than half-blind, somewhere between half-blind and totally blind. I'll play a little game with him.
GOBBO
Young man, excuse me, how do I get to the Siddhique's?
LATEEF
Turn right at the next turn, but at the following turn, turn left. Oh, and then at the very next turn, don't turn left or right, but turn down and around to the Siddhique's house.
GOBBO
Oh I m blind I cant travel such a distance .can u tell me a lateef who used to dwells with him? does he move now also.
LATEEF
She's gone to heaven.
GOBOO
Oh, no. God forbid! The boy CUM GIRL was going to support me in my old age!
LATEEF
You really don't recognize me, father?
GOBBO
Madam, I'm half-blind. I don't know you.
LATEEF
Come on, quit fooling around. Give me your blessing. I'm Lateef, who was your child, is your child, and will be your child.
GOBBO
Lord, how you've changed! How are you and your master getting along? I've brought him a present. How are you?
LATEEF
I'm all right. But I've decided to run away, and I can't wait to get going. My master's a total monstar. You're giving him a present? Give him a noose to hang himself. He's starving me to death. You can see my ribs so well you can count them. I'm glad you've come, father. Give me your present to give to Master Asad. He gives his servants beautiful new uniforms.
SCENE SHIFTS TO BELMONT
Trumpets play. ZOYA enters with the prince of MOROCCO and both their entourages.
ZOYA
(to servant) Go open the curtains and show the different boxes to the prince.
A curtain is drawn revealing showing three caskets: one gold, one silver, and one lead.
NOW make ur choice.
MOROCCO
The first one, the gold one, has an inscription that says, "He who chooses me will get what many men want." The second one, the silver one, says, "He who chooses me will get what he deserves." And this third one is made of dull lead. It has a blunt warning that says, "He who chooses me must give and risk all he has." How will I know if I chose the right one?
ZOYA
One of them contains my picture. If you choose that one, I'm yours, along with the picture.
MOROCCO
I wish some god could help me choose! Let me see. I'll look over the inscriptions again. What does the lead box say? "He who chooses me must give and risk all he has." Must give everything"for what? For lead? Risk everything for lead? This box is too threatening. Men who risk everything hope to make profits. A golden mind doesn't bend down to choose something worthless. So I won't give or risk anything for lead. What does the silver one say?
"He who chooses me will get as much as he deserves." As much as he deserves"wait a minute there, Morocco, and consider your own value with a level head. If your reputation is trustworthy, you deserve a lot"though maybe not enough to include this lady. But fearing I don't deserve her is a way of underestimating myself. As much as I deserve"I deserve Zoyaa! By birth I deserve her. In terms of wealth, talents, and upbringing, and especially love, I deserve her. What if I went no further and chose this one? But let's see once more what the gold one says: "He who chooses me will get what many men want." That's Zoya! The whole world wants her. They come from the four corners of the earth to kiss this shrine and see this living, breathing saint. Princes travel across deserts and the vast wilderness of Arabia to come see the beautiful Zoya. The wide ocean doesn't prevent them from coming to see her"they travel across it as if it were a little stream. One of these three boxes contains her lovely picture. Could the lead one contain it? No, it'd be a sin to think such a low thought. Lead's too crass to hold her. Is she enclosed in silver, which is ten times less valuable than gold? Oh, what a sinful thought! Nobody ever set a gem like her in a worse setting than gold. They have a coin in England stamped with the figure of an angel, but that's just engraved on the surface.
Here an angel's lying in a golden bed."Give me the key. I will choose this one and try my chances.
ZOYAA
(she hands him a key) There, take it, prince. And if my picture's in there, then I'm yours.
MOROCCO opens the gold casket.
So guys here I'm done with the the part III
Hope u read it with patience.
In this part morocco chose the golden casket.
Does that casket is the one containing her portrait.?
Did he chose the ri8 one?
Stay turned to get answered well.
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