ACT IV, Scene 1

Three Witches, Macbeth, Visions

 

Scene:  A cavern.  In the middle, a boiling cauldron.

 

   {Thunder}

 

       First Witch:  Thrice the brinded cat hath mew'd.

 

      Second Witch:  Thrice and once the hedge-pig whined.

 

       Third Witch:  Harpier cries 'Tis time, 'tis time.

 

       First Witch:  Round about the cauldron go;

                     In the poison'd entrails throw.

                     Toad, that under cold stone

                     Days and nights has thirty-one

                     Swelter'd venom sleeping got,

                     Boil thou first i' the charmed pot.

 

               ALL:  Double, double toil and trouble;

                     Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.

 

      Second Witch:  Fillet of a fenny snake,

                     In the cauldron boil and bake;

                     Eye of newt and toe of frog,

                     Wool of bat and tongue of dog,

                     For a charm of powerful trouble,

                     Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.

 

               ALL:  Double, double toil and trouble;

                     Fire burn and cauldron bubble.

 

       Third Witch:  Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf,

         Witches' mummy, maw and gulf

                     Of the ravin'd salt-sea shark,

                     Root of hemlock digg'd i' the dark,

                     Finger of birth-strangled babe

                     Ditch-deliver'd by a drab,

                     Make the gruel thick and slab.

 

               ALL:  Double, double toil and trouble;

                     Fire burn and cauldron bubble.

 

      Second Witch:  Cool it with a baboon's blood,

                     Then the charm is firm and good.

 

      Second Witch:  By the pricking of my thumbs,

                     Something wicked this way comes.

 

                     {Enter MACBETH.}

 

           MACBETH:  How now, you secret, black, and midnight hags!

                     What is't you do?

 

               ALL:                  A deed without a name.

 

           MACBETH:  I conjure you, by that which you profess,

                     Howe'er you come to know it, answer me:

                     To what I ask you.

 

       First Witch:                   Speak.

 

      Second Witch:                        Demand.

 

       Third Witch:                               We'll answer.

 

       First Witch:  Say, if thou'dst rather hear it from our mouths,

                     Or from our masters?

 

           MACBETH:                     Call 'em; let me see 'em.

 

       First Witch:  Pour in sow's blood, that hath eaten

                     Her nine farrow; grease that's sweaten

                     From the murderer's gibbet throw

                     Into the flame.

 

               ALL:                Come, high or low;

                     Thyself and office deftly show!

 

                     {Thunder.  First Apparition:  an armed Head.}

 

           MACBETH:  Tell me, thou unknown power,--

 

       First Witch:                               He knows thy thought:

                     Hear his speech, but say thou nought.

 

  First Apparition:  Macbeth!  Macbeth!  Macbeth!  beware Macduff;

                     Beware the thane of Fife.  Dismiss me.  Enough.

 

                     [Descends.]

 

           MACBETH:  Whate'er thou art, for thy good caution, thanks;

                     Thou hast harp'd my fear aright:  but one word more,--

 

       First Witch:  He will not be commanded:  here's another,

                     More potent than the first.

 

                     {Thunder.  Second Apparition:  A bloody Child.}

 

 Second Apparition:  Macbeth!  Macbeth!  Macbeth!

 

           MACBETH:  Had I three ears, I'ld hear thee.

 

 Second Apparition:  Be bloody, bold, and resolute; laugh to scorn

                     The power of man, for none of woman born

                     Shall harm Macbeth.

 

                     [Descends.]

 

           MACBETH:  Then live, Macduff:  what need I fear of thee?

 

                     {Thunder.  Third Apparition:  a Child crowned,

                      with a tree in his hand.}

 

                                                  What is this

                     That rises like the issue of a king,

                     And wears upon his baby-brow the round

                     And top of sovereignty?

 

               ALL:                        Listen, but speak not to't.

 

  Third Apparition:  Be lion-mettled, proud; and take no care

                     Who chafes, who frets, or where conspirers are:

                     Macbeth shall never vanquish'd be until

                     Great Birnam wood to high Dunsinane hill

                     Shall come against him.

 

                     [Descends.]

 

           MACBETH:                        That will never be

                     Who can impress the forest, bid the tree

                     Unfix his earth-bound root?  Sweet bodements! good!

         Yet my heart

                     Throbs to know one thing: tell me, if your art

                     Can tell so much: shall Banquo's issue ever

                     Reign in this kingdom?

 

               ALL:                       Seek to know no more.

 

           MACBETH:  I will be satisfied: deny me this,

                     And an eternal curse fall on you!  Let me know.

 

       First Witch:  Show!

 

      Second Witch:  Show!

 

       Third Witch:  Show!

 

                     {A show of Eight Kings, the last with a glass in

                      his hand; GHOST OF BANQUO following.}

 

           MACBETH:  Thou art too like the spirit of Banquo: down!

                     Thy crown does sear mine eye-balls.  And thy hair,

                     Thou other gold-bound brow, is like the first.

                     A third is like the former.  Filthy hags!

                     Why do you show me this?  A fourth!  Start, eyes!

                     What, will the line stretch out to the crack of doom?

                     Another yet!  A seventh!  I'll see no more:

                     And yet the eighth appears, who bears a glass

                     Which shows me many more; Now, I see, 'tis true;

                     For the blood-bolter'd Banquo smiles upon me,

                     And points at them for his.

 

                     [Apparitions vanish.]

 

           MACBETH:  Where are they?  Gone?  Let this pernicious hour

                     Stand aye accursed in the calendar!

                     Come in, without there!

 

                     {Enter LENNOX.}

 

            LENNOX:                        What's your grace's will?

 

           MACBETH:  Saw you the weird sisters?

 

            LENNOX:                           No, my lord.

 

           MACBETH:  Came they not by you?

 

            LENNOX:                      No, indeed, my lord.

 

           MACBETH:  Infected be the air whereon they ride;

                     who was't came by?

 

            LENNOX:  'Tis two or three, my lord, that bring you word

                     Macduff is fled to England.

 

           MACBETH:                            Fled to England!

 

            LENNOX:  Ay, my good lord.

 

MACBETH:                        From this moment

                     The very firstlings of my heart shall be

                     The firstlings of my hand.  And even now,

                     To crown my thoughts with acts, be it thought and done:

                     The castle of Macduff I will surprise;

                     Seize upon Fife; give to the edge o' the sword

                     His wife, his babes, and all unfortunate souls

                     That trace him in his line.  No boasting like a fool;

                     This deed I'll do before this purpose cool.

                     But no more sights!

 

                     [Exeunt.]

 

 

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The Three witches. Sam, Anthony, and Andy are on stage grouped around (but behind) a cauldron on a table. Macbeth , Will, off to the side

 (Witch voices)

 

 

 

 

 

 The three witches jump and circle around while speaking in a sinister voice

 

 

While Speaking, witches throw in to the cauldron various items. One witch stirring continuously.

 The three witches jump and circle around while speaking in a sinister voice

 Witch three throws in items(gummy bears) into the cauldron

 

 

 

  The three witches jump and circle around while speaking in a sinister voice

 

Witch two pretends to poke his finger

Tests the potion by sticking finger in and licking.

 Macbeth walks toward witches

Aghast, Peers into cauldron and speaks bravely

 

 

Very assertive voice

 

 Each witch steps forward when they speak

 

 

Questioningly

 

 

  As the word ÔmurdererÕ is spoken, witch looks at Macbeth

 

 

First Apparition (Alex) pops out from behind a table, furniture right after Macbeth takes a drink of potion.

Witches do not look/notice any apparitions

 Alex runs to the other side of the stage where he prepares for the second apparitions

 

  Gives Macbeth a refill

 

Alex comes back onto scene with MacbethÕs back turned as Macbeth drinks second refill. When Macbeth turns around he sees Alex carrying bloody doll doing ventriloquism.

 

Alex talks in a firm voice

Apparition walks away

 Macbeth becomes more confident 

    Alex again, carrying stick/tree with crown

 

 

 

 Witches speak in unision

 

Reaffirming Macbeth that he cannot be killed 

 

 Alex exits the stage

 

 Bodements-prediction

 

 

 Witches speak in unision

 

 

Each witch steps forward as he speaks

 

 

Because we ran out of actors, there will be no ghost, but instead it is Macbeth imagining and talking to air.

 

 Cue the eerie music

 

 

 

Macbeth faints, falls to ground

 

 

 

 

The witches clean up the stage and exit the stage with the cauldron

Wakes up, clearly shaken in the cave, but all remains of the witches have disappeared

 

Lennox appears with a hat that acts like a helmet, he comes riding in on a horse

 

Regains composure

 

Lennox speaks exactly like a messenger would to his master

 

Macbeth speaks questioningly

 

 

 

 

 

Crescendo of bravery

 

 

 

 

Macbeth and Lennox ride away off stage