Michael Laurence: Cassio
Cassio : Reputation, reputation, reputation! I have lost my reputation! I have lost the immortal part of myself and what remains is bestial. My reputation, Iago! My reputation.
Iago : Our general cast us thus early for the love of his Desdemona. He hath not yet made wanton the night with her, and she is sport for Jove.
Cassio : She's a most exquisite lady.
Iago : And, full of game, I warrant. What an eye she has - to provocation.
Cassio : I and yet I think right modest.
Iago : Well, happiness to their sheets.