ENTER MACBETH

By Ruth Buchanan
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ENTER MACBETH
A Full Length Comedy
By Ruth Buchanan

SYNOPSIS: For hundreds of years, the cast members of Hamlet have toiled
through each nightly performance – delivering their lines, sneaking about
behind tapestries, clutching at skulls, betraying one another, falling in love,
losing their minds, drowning, stabbing, being stabbed, and dying – over and

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over and over again. Night after night, the cycle has never changed. Until
now. With a principal character missing and half the cast on the verge of

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revolt, they must take drastic measures to keep the script from being shelved
and the set from going dark. With the cast grasping at straws to keep their
numbers even, they soon resort to recruiting from other scripts in
Shakespeare's First Folio, hoping that doing so will bring an end to all their
problems. Little do they suspect what further doom awaits.
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CAST OF CHARACTERS
(7 female, 7 male, 3-6 either, 2-5 extras, doubling possible, gender flexible)

FRANCISCO (m/f) ...................................... Castle Guard. Not the

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brightest. (46 lines)

BERNARDO (m/f) ...................................... Castle Guard. Dim. Very
concerned about timing.
(56 lines)
KING CLAUDIUS (m) ................................ Unofficial director of Hamlet
cast. (71 lines)
HAMLET (m) .............................................. Emo kid. (52 lines)
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HORATIO (m) ............................................. The best friend. Trying to keep

everything together. (111 lines)
GHOST KING (m/f) .................................... Possibly delusional. Stone
deaf. (13 lines)
MARCELLUS (m) ....................................... Absolutely sick of everything.
In love with Ophelia.
(127 lines)
LAERTES (m) ............................................. Expert swordsman. Poor
singer. (17 lines)
POLONIUS (m) ........................................... A kiss-up. (11 lines)

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QUEEN GERTRUDE (f) .............................. Mother to Hamlet and mother

figure to all. (42 lines)
OPHELIA (f) ............................................... Meltdown waiting to happen.
(25 lines)
MACBETH (m) ........................................... Evil mastermind masquerading
as drooling idiot. (79 lines)
FIRST WITCH (f) ........................................ Evil. (20 lines)
SECOND WITCH (f) ................................... Evil. (21 lines)

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THIRD WITCH (f) ...................................... Evil. (20 lines)
ROSENCRANTZ (m/f) ............................... Clueless schoolmate of Hamlet.

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(6 lines)
GUILDENSTERN (m/f) .............................. Clueless schoolmate of Hamlet.
(6 lines)
GENTLEWOMAN/NURSE JUDY (f) ........ Attendant on Lady Macbeth.
Disillusioned. (11 lines)
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DOCTOR (m/f) ............................................ Attendant on Lady Macbeth.
Disillusioned. (7 lines)
LADY MACBETH (f) ................................. Evil genius puppet master.
Compulsive hand-washer.
(30 lines)
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DOUBLING SUGGESTIONS:
DOCTOR / GHOST KING
GUILDENSTERN / BERNARDO
ROSENCRANTZ / FRANCISCO

EXTRAS:
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2-5 (m/f) ........................................................ Attendants/Guards/Entourage

of Lady Macbeth.

DURATION: 75 minutes.

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PRODUCTION NOTES

SET DESIGN: All of the scenes take place in and around the set/backstage
theatre world of Shakespeare’s Hamlet. You have a free hand to make these
sets as authentic or as campy as you like in order to suit both your budget
and your mood. You will need a set to depict the castle walls, the throne
room of Elsinore, the backstage wings, and a green room.

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COSTUMES: See costume list for basic suggestions, but a few characters
have special wardrobe notes.

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 The Three Witches are also ninjas. While casting, attempt to determine
how much “ninja” movement your actors are capable of. In the script,
directions such as “WITCHES ninja off stage” should be interpreted with
them doing cartwheels, forward rolls, handsprings, jumps, etc.
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Depending on how much acrobatic movement you’re able to have them
pull off, you’ll want to wardrobe them accordingly in either pants or
robes/smocks. Although certainly females, they should, however,
definitely have the suggested facial hair as a nod to the line Macbeth
utters in the original Macbeth script when he first sees the witches: “you
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should be women, / And yet your beards forbid me to interpret / That you
are so.” Try, however, to resist giving their costuming other Asian
influences, since they are still, after all, from a Scottish play and are
therefore inherently Highland witches.
 Hamlet is dressed in black due to his status as the Emo Prince, but in
order to pay homage to the famous skull monologue from the original
Hamlet (which I’m sad to say didn’t make it into this script due to time
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restrictions) he should be dressed in a black tee with The Punisher skull

on it. If this isn’t feasible, any black tee with a skull printed on will do.
 All males from Macbeth cast must be wearing kilts and all females must
be wrapped in tartan or have tartan accents in order to help the audience
differentiate between them and the Hamlet cast. The playing of bagpipes
any time a character crosses over from Macbeth to Hamlet will offer
further clarification on this matter. I recommend the opening bars of
“Scotland the Brave.”

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SOUND EFFECTS:

 Rooster Crow
 Crash/Tinkling Glass
 Skirl of Bagpipes
 Thunder
 Karaoke Soundtrack
 Cat yowl

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 Walkie-talkie beep

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PERSONAL PROPERTIES:

 iPad or tablet computer

 Collapsible cauldron frame
 Ear trumpet
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 Rope
 Gag/blindfold
 Swords (5-7)
 Wheelchair
 Hamlet script

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Walkie-talkies (2)
 Microphones (2)
 Cauldron
 Dry ice
 Karaoke machine
 Bundle of kindling
 Neck brace
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 Leg casts (2)

 Arm slings (2)
 Bandages

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WARDROBE

Francisco – Guard uniform, sword.

Bernardo – Guard uniform, sword.
King Claudius – Royal robes, crown.
Hamlet – Black skinny jeans, The Punisher tee-shirt, guy-liner, open black
robe.
Horatio – Action clothes, cloak, sword.

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Ghost King – Musty royal robes, dented crown, fuzzy beard, ear trumpet.
Later, long johns.

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Marcellus – Action clothes, cloak, sword.
Laertes – Fine court apparel, sword.
Polonius – Fine court apparel.
Queen Gertrude – Fancy royal dress, wimple.
Ophelia – Fine dress.
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Macbeth – Sword, cloak, kilt, ornate crown.
First Witch – Ninja garments, hooked nose, light goatee.
Second Witch – Ninja garments, small fu manchu.
Third Witch –Ninja garments, long straggly hair and bushy eyebrows.
Rosencrantz – Royal apparel.
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Guildenstern – Royal apparel.

Gentlewoman – Simple smock dress with tartan accents, wimple. Later,
modern-day nurse’s uniform.
Doctor – If male: kilt, plain shirt. If female: plain robe with tartan accents.
Later, scrubs.
Lady Macbeth – Sweeping scarlet dress, black boots, short black gloves,
fishnet hose, evil crown.
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Extras (2-5) – Guards’ uniforms.

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DIRECTOR NOTES

If there is such a thing as Shakespearian fan fiction, then you’re holding it in

your hands.

After having taught these two plays for more than a decade, I began to
imagine what it would be like for these characters to cycle through the plays
as many times as I had. The resulting daydream produced a cast of

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characters with full self-awareness apart from their roles in the play (some of
whom were content with their lot in the script, some of whom were not) who

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had come to see Shakespeare as a sort of deity, he who had created them and
left them trapped in ever-cycling plot loop. All they would need would be
one dramatic turn of events to upset the balance of centuries. In this case,
it’s Hamlet’s accidental fall from the battlements that brings both disaster
and hilarity.
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Depending on the demographics of your audience, you may want to include
a brief sketch of both original Shakespeare plays in your playbill or have a
junior member of the cast (or the stage manager) read brief summaries. The
script is such that there’s an overarching plot that can be understood and
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appreciated even by those who have no knowledge of Shakespeare’s First

Folio, but naturally the enjoyment is further enhanced the more prior
knowledge one has of the two plays being mashed together.

A word on dialogue: The best way for the audience to be able to

differentiate between regular dialogue and Shakespearian dialogue, other
than recognizing the famous quotes and the obvious syntax, is for the
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characters to overact the Shakespearian lines as broadly as possible.

Macbeth-as-Hamlet is an exception to this, of course, as those lines are
intended to be read woodenly.

Concerning pop culture references: All jokes about celebrities, tech, social
media, and/or pop culture may be updated at your discretion to prevent
outdating. While characters are in the “green room” or off duty as their
Shakespearian counterparts, they should feel free to be seen checking their
phones, listening to iPods, etc.

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About gender-flexible characters:

 Should Francisco and Bernardo be played by females, they should be
named Francisca and Bernadra. If females double as Rosencrantz and
Guildenstern, please do not alter their names.
 If the Doctor is cast as female, there’s no need to conceal her gender.
 If the Ghost King is cast as a female, however, be sure that the long white
wig/beard and thick robes conceal her gender as best as possible. This

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should not be difficult, since the Ghost King has very few actual lines,
but the idea that the Ghost King is Hamlet’s father must be preserved as

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best as possible.

In regard to accents: It’s preferable that all characters from the Macbeth cast
at least attempt Scottish accents – particularly the Gentlewoman, since she
goes incognito for a time as a modern nurse, and her accent slipping in and
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out is one clue to the Hamlet cast that she is not what she’s presenting
herself to be. I recommend having the Macbeth cast marathon watch Pixar’s
Brave and listen to Arkangel’s 1998 cast recording of Macbeth during the
lead-up to the production, since both feature authentic Scottish
pronunciation. The latter will be especially helpful in helping the Macbeth
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cast learn their Macbeth lines.

A note regarding walkie-talkies: If Macbeth wears a mic, then holding his

walkie-talkie up near his mic will be sufficient for ensuring that the audience
can hear the conversations that go on over walkie-talkies. If he’s not
wearing a mic, have a mic backstage for Lady Macbeth to speak to him
through.
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ACT I
SCENE 1 - ELSINORE IN DENMARK: A PLATFORM BEFORE
THE CASTLE WALLS

AT RISE: BERNARDO and FRANCISCO stand staring straight

ahead, as if in readiness for a signal. Some moments pass.

FRANCISCO: Pssst! (A beat.) Pssssst!

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BERNARDO: Eh?
FRANCISCO: It’s your line!

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BERNARDO: Wait. It’s starting? Now?
FRANCISCO: Of course we’re starting! We’re always the first ones,
(Pedantically.) then Horatio, then Marcellus, then the Ghost, and
that’s Scene 1. Then—
BERNARDO: Yes, yes, yes, but—
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FRANCISCO:—Scene 2 has King Claudius and Queen Gertrude, and
Voldemort—
BERNARDO: Who??
FRANCISCO: I mean Voltemand, and Cornelius, and Polonius, and
his son Laertes, and—
BERNARDO: Yes, I know—but—
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FRANCISCO: and—HAMLET! (Smiles.)

A beat.

BERNADRO: Okay…. Let’s back up.

FRANCISCO: And then in Scene 3—
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BERNARDO: No! No, absolutely not. No Scene 3.

FRANCISCO: No Scene 3?! But we have to do Scene 3! That’s the
scene where—
BERNARDO: I mean, no Scene 3 right now.
FRANCISCO: Of course not right now. Because first we always do
Scene 1. Then we do Scene 2. After that, we do Scene—
BERNARDO: Yes, yes, I think we’ve got it. (Indicates audience.)
FRANCISCO: Whodja mean, we?
BERNARDO: I mean we as in us. Me and, well…. them.
(Gestures to audience.)

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FRANCISCO: Who’s them? Is them the good people of Denmark?

The king’s faithful subjects?
BERNARDO: Certainly not. They’re the audience—

BERNARDO and FRANCISCO snap to attention and stand ramrod

straight and poker faced throughout the following exchange.

KING CLAUDIUS: (Offstage.) First positions everyone, first

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positions for Act 1, Scene 1. Hamlet, you’re late!
HAMLET: (Offstage.) Sorry, sorry!

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KING CLAUDIUS: (Offstage.) Ridiculous. Get yourself to first
position and put down the iPad.
HAMLET: (Offstage.) One sec. I’m trying to beat Julius Caesar’s
high score, which isn’t going to happen if I don’t keep playing.
These birds won’t launch themselves, you know.
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KING CLAUDIUS: (Offstage.) As you must. Places, everyone. All
right, remember to keep the energy up. Looks like we’ve got a full
house out there, but of few look just this side of deaf, so remember
to project. Horatio?
HORATIO: (Offstage.) Yo!
KING CLAUDIUS: (Offstage.) A bit lighter on your feet this time.
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We don’t want a repeat of last night’s fumble-footed foolishness.

HORATIO: (Offstage.) Will do.
HAMLET: (Offstage.) It’s all right, ‘Tio. If you trip again, we’ll just ad
lib something sprightly. As per usual.
ALL: (Offstage.) Ad lib laughing, taunts, jeers, etc.
KING CLAUDIUS: (Offstage.) Yes, yes, but it’s important to
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remember that when Shakespeare created us, he did so in order

to—
HAMLET: (Offstage.) No offense, boss, but… we’ve been at this for,
like, 400 years. If we don’t have the general idea by this point—
KING CLAUDIUS: (Offstage.) Fine. Well, then, off you go. And
watch your cues, Your Ghostliness. You were early on your
entrance last night.
GHOST KING: (Offstage.) WHAT?!?

BERNARDO and FRANCISCO exchange longsuffering looks.

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KING CLAUDIUS: (Offstage, sighing.) Deaf as a fence post.

GHOST KING: (Offstage.) WHHAAAAT?!
KING CLAUDIUS: (Offstage.) ALL RIGHT, YOU LOT. READY…
AND…. ACTION! (Hisses to BERNARDO.) Bernardo! You start
out HERE FIRST.

BERNARDO leaps offstage, only to reappear almost instantly, making

his entrance.

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BERNARDO: Who's there?

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FRANCISCO: Nay, answer me; stand, and unfold yourself.
BERNARDO: Long live the king!
GHOST KING: (Offstage.) AND SAME TO YOU, YOUNG VARLET!
KING CLAUDIUS: (Offstage.) Oh for the love of Old Will, NOT YOU!
You can’t live long. YOU’RE ALREADY DEAD.
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FRANCISCO: Bernardo?
BERNARDO: He.
FRANCISCO: You come most carefully upon your hour.
BERNARDO: 'Tis now struck twelve; get thee to bed, Francisco.
Have you had quiet guard?
FRANCISCO: Not a mouse stirring.
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BERNARDO: Well, good night. If you do meet Horatio and

Marcellus, the rivals of my watch, bid them make haste.
FRANCISCO: I think I hear them. Stand, ho! Who's there?

Enter HORATIO and MARCELLUS.

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HORATIO: Friends to this ground.

FRANCISCO: Give you good night. (FRANCISCO exits.)
MARCELLUS: Holla! Bernardo!
BERNARDO: Say, what, is Horatio there?
HORATIO: A piece of him.
BERNARDO: Welcome.
HORATIO: Welcome, good Marcellus.
MARCELLUS: What, has this thing appear'd again to-night?
BERNARDO: I have seen nothing.

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MARCELLUS: Horatio says 'tis but our fantasy…Therefore I have

entreated him along with us to watch the minutes of this night; that
if again this apparition come, he may approve our eyes and speak
to it.
HORATIO: Tush, tush, 'twill not appear.
BERNARDO: Sit down awhile; and let us once again assail your
ears, that are so fortified against our story what we have two
nights seen.

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ALL sit.

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BERNARDO: Last night of all, Marcellus and myself, the bell then
beating one.—

Enter GHOST KING.

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MARCELLUS: Peace, break thee off; look, where it comes again!
GHOST KING: (Cupping ear.) Eh? Can’t hear ya!
MARCELLUS: Oh, for Will’s sake.
GHOST KING: (Producing ear trumpet.) WHAAAT?
BERNARDO: (Sighing.) In the same figure, like the king that's dead.
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MARCELLUS: Thou art a scholar; speak to it, Horatio.

GHOST KING: WHAZZIT?
MARCELLUS: (Overly pedantic.) IN THE SAME FIGURE, LIKE
THE KING THAT’S DEAD. Honestly. Someone needs to put in a
word about retirement.
BERNARDO: Looks it not like the king? Mark it, Horatio.
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HORATIO: Most like… it harrows me with fear and wonder.

BERNARDO: It would be spoke to.
MARCELLUS: Question it, Horatio. Loudly.
HORATIO: WHAT…. ART THOU… THAT USURP’ST, TOGETHER
WITH THAT FAIR AND WARLIKE FORM IN WHICH THE
MAJESTY OF BURIED DENMARK DID SOMETIMES MARCH?

Long pause.

BY HEAVEN, I CHARGE THEE, SPEAK!

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Longer pause.

MARCELLUS: Do you think he’s dead?

HORATIO: Can ghosts die?
MARCELLUS: Let’s hope so.
GHOST KING: WHAAAT? SPEAK UP, THOU PUNY, IDLE-
HEADED COXCOMB!
MARCELLUS: It is offended.

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BERNARDO: See, it stalks away!

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BERNARDO Shoos away GHOST KING, who shambles aimlessly,
pointing ear trumpet toward the sky.

HORATIO: Stay! Speak, speak! I charge thee, speak!

MARCELLUS: Please, no. Don’t make him. I can’t bear it.
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HORATIO: You know I have to. It’s been written.

Exit GHOST KING, seemingly by accident.

MARCELLUS: By the First Folio, I beg you. Let him go.

HORATIO: 'Tis gone, and will not answer, thank Will’s good name.
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BERNARDO: How now, Horatio! You tremble and look pale.

MARCELLUS: It’s likely the strain of being forced to go through this
sham of an act every night. I swear, if we have one more disaster,
I’m walking off.
HORATIO: And going where? To join the cast of A Midsummer
Night’s Dream? You know there’s something wrong with those
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guys.

MARCELLUS opens mouth and raises a finger as if to make

pronouncement.

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And don’t say The Scottish Play. You wouldn’t last a scene. Lady
Macbeth would eat you. If she could stop washing imaginary
blood off her hands long enough to kill you, that is. Besides, you
don’t have a choice. Hamlet is ours. So it’s been written. Now
get back to it. (With increased drama.) Before my God, I might
not this believe without the sensible and true avouch of mine own
eyes.
MARCELLUS: (Sighing, wooden.) Is it not like the king?

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BERNARDO: I think it be no other but e’en so.
HORATIO: A mote it is to trouble the mind’s eye. But soft, behold!

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Lo, where it comes again!

Re-enter GHOST KING, shoved onstage by hands from offstage.

MARCELLUS: Here we go again.

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HORATIO: (Shushing MARCELLUS.) I’ll cross it, though it blast me.
Stay, illusion!

GHOST KING begins wandering, pointing about with ear trumpet.

If thou hast any sound, or use of voice, speak to me…if there be

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any good thing to be done, that may to thee do ease and grace to
me, speak to me!

Rooster crows.

GHOST KING: SAME TO YOU, THOU SAUCY KNAVE!

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HORATIO: If thou art privy to thy country’s fate, which happily

foreknowing, may avoid, O speak! Speak of it: stay and speak!
Stop him, Marcellus!
MARCELLUS: (Folds arms, lets GHOST KING pass in front of him.)
Not for all the bones in Old Will’s tomb.

GHOST KING walks toward hand motioning and snapping from

backstage and is pulled off.

HORATIO: What’s the matter with you tonight? Get back on script.

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MARCELLUS: We do it wrong, being so majestical—I’m sorry, I—I

just—I can’t do it anymore.
HORATIO: Do… what, exactly?
MARCELLUS: This… this. This part. This play. I just can’t do it.
HORATIO: I don’t follow.
BERNARDO: (Loudly.) It was about to speak when the cock crew.
MARCELLUS: Oh, give it up, Bernardo.
BERNARDO: Eh?

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HORATIO: What are you doing??
MARCELLUS: Oh, come on, ‘Tio, give it a rest.

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HORATIO: What?
MARCELLUS: This act.
HORATIO: What act?
BERNARDO: Act I?
FRANCISCO: (Leaning in from backstage.) Yes, Act I. First we do
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Act I, then Act II, then—

Hands pull FRANCISCO offstage while being shushed by ALL.

MARCELLUS: (Preens.) Oh, look at me! I’m Horatio! I play second

fiddle to the Emo Prince, and even though I’ve been written in as
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nothing more than a foil to the world’s most pathetic anti-hero, I’ll
get down on my skinny knees and thank the mighty pen in the sky.
FRANCISCO: (Leaning in from backstage.) Actually… he’s Horatio.
You’re Marcellus—(He is pulled backstage.)
HORATIO: Better a foil to a prince than two-pence doubler like you,
Marcellus. You wouldn’t know a dramatic monologue if it fell out of
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the sky and landed on your face.

VOICES: (Offstage.) OOOOOoooooooooooo!
KING CLAUDIUS: (Offstage.) Quiet, you lot! Horatio, Marcellus!
Pull yourselves together and get on with it.
GHOST KING: (Offstage.) WHAZZIT????
MARCELLUS: Why should we?!
BERNARDO: Why should we… what?
MARCELLUS: Why should we get on with it!
HORATIO: How do you mean?

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MARCELLUS: We come here every night. We run around this

moldy castle screaming and going crazy and stabbing each other
behind tapestries, and for what? I ask you! What do we actually
get out of it?
HORATIO: Literary immortality?
MARCELLUS: What good is immortality if you have to spend it
stalking around castle walls in the dead of night freezing your
doublet off in company with a platoon of idiots and a stone-deaf

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buffoon?
GHOST KING: (Offstage.) EEHH?

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HORATIO: Listen, I know it’s not always easy. And sometimes you
may not like how you’ve been written, but the fact remains that you
have been written! And not just by anyone, either. By Old Will
himself!
MARCELLUS: Here we go.
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HORATIO: I hate when you get like this.
MARCELLUS: Like what?
HORATIO: All mopey and disillusioned and ungrateful and—
MARCELLUS: Remind you of anybody we know?
BERNARDO: Hey. You leave Hamlet out of this.
MARCELLUS: I’d love to. If it weren’t for him, we wouldn’t be stuck
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in this mess.
HORATIO: Hey. It’s not his fault that his uncle kills his dad and
steals the throne and marries his mom—
MARCELLUS:—leaving us trapped in an endless loop of revenge
and murder for all of time. No, you know what? You’re right. It’s
not his fault. It’s Shakespeare’s—
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HORATIO: You bite your tongue!

KING CLAUDIUS: (Offstage.) Excuse me, but if you nincompoops
would just GET ON WITH IT—
BERNARDO: I’m sorry, my liege, but I don’t know—I’m—we’re—I
don’t know where we are in the script!
MARCELLUS: Oh, just forget it. (Exit MARCELLUS.)
BERNARDO: Marcellus—wait! We’re not—uuuugh.
HORATIO: Uh, okay, um, let’s—We’ll just keep going.
BERNARDO: But Marcellus just—

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HORATIO: Don’t worry about it. Let’s—here….But look, the morn in

russet mantle clad walks o’er the dew of yon high eastward hill!
Break we our watch up, and by my advice, let us impart what we
have seen tonight to young Hamlet. Do you consent we shall
acquaint him with it as needful in our loves, fitting our duty?
BERNARDO: I’m sorry, sir, but I don’t—I’m not—It’s Marcellus’s line
next, and he’s not here to say it!
HORATIO: And you’re telling me that after 400 years of nightly

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performances, you don’t know his closing lines?
BERNARDO: Beggin’ your pardon, no, sir. Francisco’s the one

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who—
HORATIO: (Pulling at hair.) Arrugh! Fine. I’ll do it. (Trying to
imitate MARCELLUS.) Let’s do’t, I pray, and I this morning know
where we shall find him most conveniently. (Exiting.) How was
that?
tC
Exit HORATIO and BERNARDO.

KING CLAUDIUS: (Offstage.) Oh, for Will’s sake.

SCENE 2 - THE KING OF DENMARK’S COURT: FLOURISH

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AT RISE: Enter CLAUDIUS, GERTRUDE, POLONIUS, LAERTES,

and HAMLET.

KING CLAUDIUS: Though yet of Hamlet our dear brother’s death

the memory be green, yet so far hath discretion fought with nature
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that we with wisest sorrow think on him, together with

remembrances of ourselves.

Silence.

LAERTES: My liege, I believe now is when you generally charge

Cornelius and Voldem– I mean, Voltemand with their duties?
KING CLAUDIUS: Yes, well, I would… (Darkly.) if they were here.
LAERTES: Ah.
KING CLAUDIUS: Anyone have any idea where those two
lickpennies scuttled off to? (Last part shouted toward backstage.)

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QUEEN GERTRUDE: I believe they got buttonholed by Marcellus.

Last I heard, he was holding forth on the “theoretical catharsis of
breaking character.” Whatever that means.
ALL: Ad lib sighs, groans, etc.
HAMLET: Not this again.
QUEEN GERTRUDE: Not to worry, my love. He goes through this
every few centuries. Just let him work it out of his system and
we’ll be back to normal.

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HAMLET: If you call stabbing people behind tapestries normal.
POLONIUS: Spoilers!

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HAMLET: Like any of it even matters.
QUEEN GERTRUDE: Hamlet!
HAMLET: What…?
QUEEN GERTRUDE: (Mother look.) You know.
KING CLAUDIUS: Moving on, then—
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LAERTES: After Voldemor—Voltemand and Cornelius leave, you
address me.
KING CLAUDIUS: Ah, yes. And now, Laertes, what’s the news with
you?
LAERTES: My dread lord, my thoughts and wishes bend again
toward France and bow them to your gracious leave and pardon.
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KING CLAUDIUS: Have you your father’s leave?

POLONIUS: He hath, my lord, wrung from me my slow leave—
KING CLAUDIUS: Take thy fair hour, Laertes, time be thine, and thy
best graces spend it at thy will.

POLONIUS and LAERTES exit.

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But now, my cousin Hamlet, and my son—

HAMLET: A little more than kin, and less than kind.
KING CLAUDIUS: How is it that the clouds still hang on you?
HAMLET: Not so, my lord, I am too much i’th sun.
QUEEN GERTRUDE: Good Hamlet, cast thy knighted colour off, and
let thine eye look like a friend on Denmark. Do not forever with thy
vailed lids seek for thy noble father in the dust. Thou know’st ‘tis
common: all that lives must die.
HAMLET: Ay, madam, it is common.
QUEEN GERTRUDE: If it be, why seems it so particular with thee?

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HAMLET: Seems, madam? Nay, it is. I know not seems. ‘Tis not
alone my inky cloak, good mother, nor customary suits of common
black. These indeed seem, for they are actions that a man might
play; but I have that within which passes show. These are but the
trappings and the suits of woe.
KING CLAUDIUS: ‘Tis unmanly grief. It shows a will most incorrect
to heaven. We pray you throw to earth this unprevailing woe, and
think of us as a father; we beseech you bend you to remain here in

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the cheer and comfort of our eye, our chiefest courtier, cousin, and
son.

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QUEEN GERTRUDE: Let not thy mother lose her prayers, Hamlet.
HAMLET: I shall in all my best obey you, madam.
KING CLAUDIUS: Why, ‘tis a loving and a fair reply. Madam, come.

Exit KING CLAUDIUS and QUEEN GERTRUDE.

tC
HAMLET: O that this too too solid flesh would melt, thaw and resolve
itself into dew. How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable seem to
me all the uses of this world! Fie on’t, ah fie! ‘Tis an un-weeded
garden that grows to seed; things rank and gross in nature
possess it merely. That it should come to this! But two months
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dead – nay, not so much, not two – so excellent a king, so loving

to my mother that he might not beteem the winds of heaven visit
her face too roughtly. Heaven and earth! Must I remember?
Why, she would hang on him as if increase of appetite had grown
by what it fed on; and yet within a month – let me not think on’t –
MARCELLUS: (Entering.) This monologue lasts a month.
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HORATIO: (Entering, panting.) Hail to your lordship! Thanks for the

heads up. I nearly missed our cue! (Slips iPad behind back.)
HAMLET: I am glad to see you well… if a bit early. I wasn’t quite
finished, you know.
MARCELLUS: Oh, please. It’s not like you don’t have like twenty
more monologues coming up later.
FRANCISCO: (Leaning in from backstage.) Twelve more, actually.
Thirteen total. Four in prose and nine in verse— (Is yanked
backstage by hand at his collar.)
HAMLET: It’s a lot. Too much, if you ask me.

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MARCELLUS: Which we didn’t. So can it, emo kid. We’re not here
to talk soliloquies.
HAMLET: No. Unless I’m mistaken, you’re here to hear about how I
saw the ghost of my dead father, the murdered king—
MARCELLUS: “—in my mind’s eye, Horatio” Not this again.
Anything but this.

Throughout the following dialogue, MARCELLUS stands between

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HORATIO and HAMLET, but slightly back, and melodramatically
mouths all the words of their conversation.

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HORATIO: I saw him once; he was a goodly king.
HAMLET: He was a man, take him for all in all…. I shall not look
upon his like again.
HORATIO: My lord, I think I saw him yesternight.
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HAMLET: Saw? Who?
HORATIO: My lord, the King your father.
MARCELLUS: All right, let’s just get this over with. Horatio, you tell
Hamlet all about seeing the ghost of his dead dad wandering
around up on the battlements. Hamlet, you swear to meet us up
there tonight to—
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HORATIO: Stop! Stop! What are you doing? For the love of Will,
stop, Marcellus!
MARCELLUS: Can’t stop now! We’re going straight for the good
stuff. I say we skip the next scene and just cut to Hamlet meeting
his dead dad on the battlements. (Roars.) SCENE FOUR,
EVERYONE! READY SCENE FOUR!
Do

KING CLAUDIUS: (Offstage.) What now—?

FRANCISCO: (Entering with BERNARDO, panicky.) Wait—wait—
it’s not time! First we do Scene 1, then Scene 2, then 3, then
Scene 4.
MARCELLUS: Not tonight, we don’t!
FRANCISCO: But—but—
BERNARDO: But… it’s written!
MARCELLUS: Oh, it’s written. It’s WRITTEN. Let me ask you
something. Don’t you ever get tired of being the simple night
watchman? Don’t you ever long for a role with a little excitement?
A little passion, and …I don’t know, some adventure?

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BERNARDO: Well…. I guess I wouldn’t mind sitting on that fancy

throne and saying what’s what every now and again.
FRANCISCO: But that’s not how I’m written, is it?
MARCELLUS: Is it?
FRANCISCO: What are you saying?
MARCELLUS: What I’m saying, is that the fault, dear Francisco, is
not in our stars, but in ourselves that we are underlings.
HORATIO: Wait, wait… wait. WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

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KING CLAUDIUS: (Entering stage right.) I’ll not have those words
spoken on this stage, thank you very much!

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GHOST KING, apparently oblivious, enters stage left, and begins
“haunting” HAMLET.

GHOST KING: OooooooOOooooooo—

tC
HORATIO: Ugh, he’s early with the cue. Look my Lord, it comes!
HAMLET: Oh, I guess we’re still…? Angels and ministers of grace
defend us!—
MARCELLUS: Oh, you guys, would you just give it UP?

To CLAUDIUS, as ALL trickle from backstage to observe his

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meltdown.

When are you going to admit that this sham, this mockery, this
travesty of existence CANNOT ENDURE? Look at us! Always the
same, night after night. The same lines, the same gags, the same
duels, the same poisoned blades—
Do

ALL: Ad lib, Oi! Spoilers!

MARCELLUS: —the same “accidental” stabbings, the same
drownings, the same hauntings, the same depressing
monologues, the same unappealing love scenes, the same tragic
deaths.
OPHELIA: (Entering last.) Wait, wait, wait.…unappealing?
MARCELLUS: No, no, no, Ophelia. I don’t mean you. You’re lovely.
HAMLET: Oi!
MARCELLUS: All I’m asking is for you to ask yourselves where.
FRANCISCO: Where…?

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HAMLET: Where is it written that Hamlet must love Ophelia, and that
his love must destroy her? Where is it written that King Claudius
must be the murderer? That Rosencrantz and Guildenstern must
die? That Hamlet must stab Polonius, and Laertes must avenge
his father’s death and Ophelia must lose her mind? Not that you
don’t make insanity look absolutely stunning.
ALL: Ad lib muted agreement.
MARCELLUS: I’m just asking you where. Where is it written, my

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friends?
HORATIO: Um, it’s called the First Folio. Ever heard of it?

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MARCELLUS: Well, maybe we don’t want to follow the First Folio
any more.
ALL: Ad lib. No! gasps, etc.
MARCELLUS: Maybe we’re tired of being told who lives, who dies,
and who gets the happy ending!
tC
ALL: Ad lib muted assent.
HAMLET: Actually, in point of fact, nobody gets a happy ending.
MARCELLUS: Yes!!! That’s just what I’m saying! Maybe it’s time,
after 400 years, to say no to the First Folio and say yes to letting
something different happen for a change.
ALL: Cheers, jumping, ecstatic celebration.
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GHOST KING, yanking ear trumpet violently from ear, bumps into
HAMLET, who falls backward directly off the stage, making a loud
CRASH with TINKLING GLASS.

FRANCISCO: Um…. guys? I think Hamlet’s broken.

Do

MARCELLUS: Ohhhh no.

SCENE 3 – SAME

AT RISE: Cast is presented in dramatic tableau, HORATIO and

MARCELLUS at center.

KING CLAUDIUS: Well, Marcellus. I hope you’re happy.

HORATIO: Yeah, is this “different” enough for you?
FRANCISCO: Three months without our principal character. THREE
MONTHS.

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OPHELIA: I can’t spend three months on the shelf. I just can’t. I’ll
go batty for real. Oh, I can feel them now… those cold waters
closing over my head as I go down… down into the darkness of
eternal—
MARCELLUS: I won’t let that happen, Ophelia!
OPHELIA: Oh, you won’t. How nice.
MARCELLUS: I mean it! I have a plan. I—
QUEEN GERTRUDE: Wonderful. Listen up, everyone. The three-

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inch fool responsible for putting my son Hamlet in a coma would
now like to tell us his wonderful plan to keep us from getting

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shelved.
MARCELLUS: Well…
KING CLAUDIUS: Yes?
HORATIO: Say on.
MARCELLUS: Well. There’s this guy. You’ve probably seen him
tC
hanging around the green room. He’s tall, he’s royal, bad taste in
women, but… still. He’s looking for a change of scene… You
know, sort of broody… wears a kilt…?
KING CLAUDIUS: Oh, for Will’s sake, would you just get to the
point?
MARCELLUS: Maybe it would be easier just to—wait here. (Exits.)
No

OPHELIA: This ought to be good.

HORATIO: If by “good” you mean horrible.
OPHELIA: Of course.

Enter MACBETH to a SKIRL OF BAGPIPES and swirl of black cape.

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MACBETH: So foul and fair a day I have not seen.

ALL: Ad lib shock, gasps, small screams, etc.

Enter MARCELLUS. MACBETH adopts “super hero” stance, hands

on hips. After a moment, his shoulders slump and he stands with
hands and jaw hanging, eyes glassy, looking as if he might begin to
drool. Throughout scene, this is his default pose.

HORATIO: Oh, you have got to be kidding me.

MARCELLUS: What?!
HORATIO: This guy?

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MARCELLUS: What’s wrong with him?

BERNARDO: Are you seriously asking what’s wrong with Macbeth?
ALL: Interrupting with ad lib screams, horror, etc.
FRANCISCO: Dude! Don’t say the name! Remember the curse of
The Scottish Play! If you say the name inside a theatre—
BERNARDO: I wasn’t saying the name of the play. I was saying his
name. Which happens to be Macbeth.
ALL: Gasps, etc.

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FRANCISCO: Which is the same as the name of the play. Don’t you
see?

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MARCELLUS: I really think we’re going to be all right, guys. I don’t
believe there’s actually a curse.
FRANCISCO: But still, guys. I think someone had better—ugh.

Exit FRANCISCO at a run.

tC
QUEEN GERTRUDE: Where’s he off to?
BERNARDO: To go outside, run around three times, and spit.
Where do you think? He says it’s the only way to break the curse.
MARCELLUS: You guys. There’s no curse. I’m telling you.
Besides, when I explained our predicament, he seemed happy to
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help. Well, I mean… he didn’t actively try to resist when I brought

him here. So really, it couldn’t be worse than getting shelved,
right? I mean, what’s the worst that could happen?
MACBETH: (Snapping into character.) You should be women, and
yet your beards forbid me to interpret that you are so. (Returns to
drooling idiocy.)
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OPHELIA: Do you really want us to answer that question?

MARCELLUS: Come on, give him a chance!
QUEEN GERTRUDE: Give him a chance. Give him a chance?! You
want us to give the most psychotic, pathological, murderous king
in the entire First Folio a chance?
MARCELLUS: Don’t listen to her, your majesty. We know you’re
basically a good person who’s just made a few… mistakes.
HORATIO: Like getting married to a sociopath, then letting your wife
convince you to stab your king, hiring thugs to carve up your best
friend, conspiring to murder children, hanging out in caves with
witches… am I forgetting anything?

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KING CLAUDIUS: This is an outrage! I want him off this stage

immediately.

Enter FRANCISCO, panting.

MARCELLUS: Come on, guys, have a heart. I think he deserves a

chance.
OPHELIA: A chance to murder us? No thank you—

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MARCELLUS: A chance to get out from under the thumb… of Her.
BERNARDO: …Her?

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FRANCISCO: You know. Her. (Feigns washing hands, then taps
head in “crazy” gesture.)
BERNARDO: Ohhhhhhhh. Her. (Shudders.)
QUEEN GERTRUDE: Preposterous! There’s no way that any
audience would believe that this abomination is my son.
tC
FRANCISCO: He’s mental, he is.
BERNARDO: He’s … (Waves hand in front of MACBETH’S face.)
He’s something.
OPHELIA: I heard from The Porter that he’s been like this ever since
the The Scottish Play’s 350th birthday.
QUEEN GERTRUDE: (Tutting.) You don’t spend 350 years on a
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killing spree without some softening of the brain.

MARCELLUS: The Porter? What Porter?
HORATIO: You know. That lushy gatekeeper from The Scottish
Play’s cast.
MARCELLUS: You’re still talking to him? I thought you guys—
OPHELIA: And this is your business because…?
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HORATIO: Never mind. It’s completely out of the question. This

schizophrenic, blood-mongering canker wit could never play
Hamlet. He doesn’t even know the lines!
MARCELLUS: I thought of that.

MARCELLUS pulls out copy of the script and sticks it in MACBETH’S

hand.

HORATIO: You can’t be serious.

MARCELLUS: Show them, your majesty.

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MACBETH: (MACBETH unfreezes sufficiently to open the script,

drooling at it. Painstakingly.) It then… draws near the season…
wherein the spirit held his wont to walk….
MARCELLUS: You see?
OPHELIA: Oh, yes. So good.
MARCELLUS: Well at least we won’t be shelved, Ophelia.
QUEEN GERTRUDE: He does have a point.
KING CLAUDIUS: But my dear!

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HORATIO: Not you too!
QUEEN GERTRUDE: I’m just saying!

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OPHELIA: But if you think that having this—this thing playing my
lover is going to do anything positive for my state of mind—
KING CLAUDIUS: ENOUGH! (Beat of silence.) I say we take this to
Lady Fortune. We will use her to seek… the Will of Will.
All: Ad lib groans, sighs, etc.
tC
FRANCISCO: I hate when we do this.
KING CLAUDIUS: (Chanting, as if doing eenie-meenie, miney-mo.)
O Bountiful Fortune, O Lady Mine,
The Will of Will we seek to divine,
I ask thee only that we, a pair,
display the same on forehead fair.
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ALL save MACBETH, who is drooling hold a certain number of fingers

up to their foreheads. CLAUDIUS holds up two fingers.

Two! Who has two!

MARCELLUS: I!
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All: Ad lib. Groans, sighs, etc.

HORATIO: That tears it.
KING CLAUDIUS: Thus have we divined will of Will! All right, then,
you lot! Places for Scene 4.

They begin to exit, all but MACBETH, who is staring.

HORATIO: (Pulling MARCELLUS aside.) I don’t like this.

MARCELLUS: Relax, ‘Tio. It’s just for a few months. And it’s just to
keep us off the shelf! You know Ophelia would never be able to
take that length of time in the dark. She’d—

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HORATIO: Never mind her. Do you know what he’s done? How far
gone he actually is? If you’re really concerned for the well-being
of all your cast-mates, I don’t think we should—
MARCELLUS: Honestly, look at him. How dangerous could he
possibly be? He’s a shell of a man! All we need him to do is read
Hamlet’s lines directly from the script. It’ll be fine. It won’t be
great, but it’ll be fine.
HORATIO: But what if—

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MARCELLUS: Relax.

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MARCELLUS and HORATIO exit, leaving MACBETH alone, center
stage. MACBETH unfreezes, slowly looks around, walks several
paces forward, un-swirls his cape, pulls walkie-talkie from his pocket,
and speaks into it while donning a pair of dark sunglasses.
tC
MACBETH: I’m in.

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