Banquo’s ghost haunts Macbeth (Sir Patrick Stewart) at a dinner party. Lady Macbeth (Kate Fleetwood) tries to remain in control of her husband’s delusions and the festivities.
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[BANQUO's ghost enters] [Macbeth shouts] MACBETH: Which of you have done this?
Thou canst not say I did it. Never shake Thy gory locks at me.
ROSS: Gentlemen, rise. His highness is not well.
LADY MACBETH: Sit, worthy friends.
My lord is often thus And hath been from his youth. Pray you, keep seat.
The fit is momentary; upon a thought He will again be well.
If much you note him, You shall offend him and extend his passion.
Feed and regard him not.
Are you a man?
MACBETH: Ay, and a bold one, that dare look on that Which might appall the devil.
LADY MACBETH: O proper stuff! This is the very painting of your fear.
This is the air-drawn dagger which you said Led you to Duncan.
Oh, these flaws and starts, Impostors to true fear, would well become A woman's story at a winter's fire, Authorized by her grandam. Shame itself!
Why do you make such faces? When all's done, You look but on the air.
MACBETH: Prithee, see there! Behold! Look! Lo!
How say you? Why, what care I? If thou canst nod, speak too.
If charnel houses and our graves must send Those that we bury back, why then our monuments Shall be the maws of kites.
LADY MACBETH: What, quite unmanned in folly?
MACBETH: If I stand here, I saw him.
LADY MACBETH: Fie, for shame!
MACBETH: Blood hath been shed ere now, i' th' olden time, Ay, and since too, murders have been performed Too terrible for the ear.
The time has been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end. But now they rise again With twenty mortal murders on their crowns And push us from our stools. This is more strange Than such a murder is.
LADY MACBETH: My royal lord, Your noble friends do lack you.
MACBETH: I do forget.
Do not muse at me, my most worthy friends.
I have a strange infirmity, which is nothing To those that know me.
Love and health to all. Then I'll sit down. Give me some wine. Fill full.
I drink to the general joy o' th' whole table.
