Read this extract, and then answer the question that follows it: Stephano: Moon-calf, speak once in thy life, if thou beest a good moon-calf. Caliban: How does thy honour? Let me lick thy shoe. I'll not serve him; he is not valiant. Trinculo: Thou liest, most ignorant monster: I am in case to justle a constable. Why, thou debosh'd fish, thou, was there ever man a coward that hath drunk so much sack as I to-day? Wilt thou tell a monstrous lie, being but half a fish and half a monster? Caliban: Lo, how he mocks me! Wilt thou let him, my lord? Trinculo: 'Lord' quoth he! That a monster should be such a natural! Caliban: Lo, lo again! Bite him to death, I prithee. Stephano: Trinculo, keep a good tongue in your head; if you prove a mutineer - the next tree! The poor monster's my subject, and he shall not suffer indignity. Caliban: I thank my noble lord. Wilt thou be pleas'd to hearken once again to the suit I made to thee? Stephano: Marry will I; kneel and repeat it; I will stand, and so shall Trinculo. Enter Ariel, invisible. Caliban: As I told thee before, I am subject to a tyrant, a sorcerer, that by his cunning hath cheated me of the island. Ariel: Thou liest. Caliban: Thou liest, thou jesting monkey, thou; I would my valiant master would destroy thee. I do not lie. Stephano: Trinculo, if you trouble him any more in's tale, by this hand, I will supplant some of your teeth. Trinculo: Why, I said nothing. Stephano: Mum, then, and no more. Proceed. Caliban: I say, by sorcery he got this isle; From me he got it. If thy greatness will Revenge it on him – for I know thou dar'st, But this thing dare not – That's most certain. Stephano: Thou shalt be lord of it, and I'll serve thee. Caliban: How now shall this be compass'd? Canst thou bring me to the party? Caliban: Yea, yea my lord; I'll yield him thee asleep, Where thou mayst knock a nail into his head. Ariel: Thou liest; thou canst not. Caliban: What a pied ninny's this! Thou scurvy patch! I do beseech thy greatness, give him blows, And take his bottle from him. When that's gone He shall drink nought but brine; for I'll not show him Where the quick freshes are. Stephano: Trinculo, run into no further danger; interrupt the monster one word further and, by this hand, I'll turn my mercy out o' doors, and make a stock-fish of thee. Trinculo: Why, what did I? I did nothing. I'll go farther off. Stephano: Didst thou not say he lied? Ariel: Thou liest. Stephano: Do I so? Take thou that. [Beats him] As you like this, give me the lie another time. Trinculo: I did not give the lie. Out o' your wits and hearing too? A pox o' your bottle! This can sack and drinking do. A murrain on your monster, and the devil take your fingers! Caliban: Ha, ha, ha! Stephano: Now, forward with your tale. – Prithee stand further off. Caliban: Beat him enough; after a little time, I'll beat him too. [from Act 3 Scene 2] Explore the ways in which Shakespeare makes this such an entertaining moment in the play.