If I can catch him once upon the hip, 46 I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him. 47 He hates our sacred nation, and he rails, 48 Even there where merchants most do congregate, 49 On me, my bargains, and my well-won thrift, 50 Which he calls “interest.” Cursèd be my tribe 51 If I forgive him!
Shylock starts with grudge/bad intentions - 2
