Saturday 17 September 2011

Macbeth Script :)

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Some parts were taken from other sites and the rest were made by our drama team..Good luck, sweetheart..!


(Thunder and lightning. Three witches enter.)
Narrator         : A long time ago, Scotland was at war. Duncan, the King of Scotland had to defend his country. His army was strengthened by brave, strong and valiant Scottish warrior, the great of this was Macbeth.
(Music plays: opening song)
First Witch     : When shall we three meet again? In thunder, lightning, or in the rain?
Second Witch: When the hurly-burly’s done. When the battle’s lost and won.
Third Witch    : Before the setting of the sun.
First Witch     : Where’s the place?
Second Witch: Upon the heath.
Third Witch    : There to meet with Macbeth.
All                   : Macbeth... Macbeth... Macbeth...(dances in circle)
First Witch     : Thane of Glamis.
Second Witch: Thane of Cawdor.
Third Witch    : We’re coming.
 All                  : Fair is foul, and foul is fair. Hover through the fog and filthy air. Fair is foul, and foul is fair. Hover through the fog and filthy air... (Humming)
First Witch     :  Thank you!  My name is Witch-Witch.  This is my sister, Weird-Witch.  And this is my other sister, Spell-Witch.  And together, we are The Weird Sisters!
All                   : We weird sisters, hand in hand, posters of the sea and land, dancing as we sing and shout, thus to go about, about, thrice to thine, and thrice to mine, thrice again to make up nine, thrice to thine and thrice to mine, and thrice again to make up nine.
(Enter Macbeth and Banquo.)
Macbeth         : So foul a day I have not seen.
Banquo          : Who are these ugly women?
First Witch     : I’m Witch-Witch! 
Third Witch    : I’m Spell Witch. 
Second Witch: I’m Weird Witch.
Macbeth         : (to witch2)…I’m sorry, I don’t catch your name, you are which witch?
First Witch     : Yes.
Macbeth         : (getting angry) which witch?  
First Witch     : Yes.
Macbeth         : Hello…I’m asking what’s your name?!
First Witch     : Witch-Witch. 
Macbeth         : You!!! You are so weird!
First Witch     : (pointing to Weird Witch) she’s Weird Witch. I’m Witch-Witch.
Macbeth         : I don’t want to talk to you anymore. (Walks towards Spell Witch) tell me your name.
Third Witch    : Spell Witch.    
Macbeth         : W.I.T.C.H, now tell me your name.
Third Witch    : Spell Witch.   
Macbeth         : I’ve just spelled it! Now, answer my question!
Banquo          : It’s very simple you dummy. Use your brain. This witch's name is Witch-Witch.  Her first name is Witch and her last name is Witch.     
 Macbeth        : ‘Which’ is her first name?
Banquo          : The noun "Witch," not the adjective "Which"!         
Macbeth         : Which of you is the Adjective Witch? Arghh…Can we please go back to the war now?  This is driving me crazy!
First Witch     : All hail, Macbeth!  Hail to thee, Thane of Glamis!
Second Witch: All hail, Macbeth!  Hail to thee, Thane of Cawdor!
Third Witch    : All hail, Macbeth, that shalt be King hereafter!
(The witches disappeared)
Macbeth         : Wait a minute!  Wait just a minute!  You can call me all sorts of nice names, but you're not fooling anybody.  I'm the Thane of Glamis, but I'm not the Thane of Cawdor.  And the idea that I could be King!  It's ridiculous!  It's absurd!
Narrator         : Soon after that, King Duncan received the news that Macbeth had won the battle against Norway and he appointed him as Thane of Cawdor. Since then, Macbeth starts to believe in the prophecies that were told by the witches.
Macbeth         : What?!! I'm the Thane of Cawdor!  Boy, my wife is going to be surprised to hear that.
Narrator         : In the Inverness, Lady Macbeth called for the evil spirit to unsex her after hearing the good news. (Lady Macbeth sings the content of the letter)
(Music plays: Dear Husband) The three witches enter. (Music plays: We Can Work It Out (What The Hell version from Avril)

You say that you want to be a man (yeah..yeah..yeah..yeah)
It’s all because you decide to be a Queen (yeah..yeah..yeah..yeah)
You don’t care, whether it is right or wrong (yeah..yeah..yeah..yeah)
We can’t stop because we’re having so much fun (yeah..yeah..yeah..yeah)
You bend your knees
Begging please
Unsex me
But honestly
We just need to be a little crazy
All your live you’ve been good but now (oh..oh..oh...oh)
You want to kill Duncan
All you want is the strength of man (oh...oh..oh..oh)
Don’t really care and doubt
If you love him, you must kill him
You can trust us, lady, lady
All you want is to be a man (oh..oh..oh..oh)
We can work it out…
La la la la la la la la, whoa, whoa
La la la la la la la la, whoa, whoa

Narrator         : The witches gesture magically.  There is an explosion of flash powder, and suddenly Lady Macbeth has become a man – a tall, waspish man, with a neat little moustache.
Lady Macbeth: Great Glamis!  Worthy Cawdor!      
 Macbeth        : Who are you???         
Lady Macbeth: I’m your wife.
Macbeth         : My wife is not a man.              
Lady Macbeth: Oh that!  That's nothing to worry about.  I just said, "Spirits that tend on mortal thoughts unsex me here," and I was turned into a man.  But I'm sure it's only temporary.  It's nothing to worry about.
Macbeth         : That's easy for you to say!  What's King Duncan going to say when he sees you?           
Lady Macbeth: The king, is he coming here?                    
Macbeth         : Tonight!
(Music plays: How Do You Murder a King?) Lady Macbeth exits. Macbeth’s soliloquay takes place before he sings)
Macbeth            : (soliloquay) if it were done, when ‘tis done, then were well
It was done quickly. If the assassination of the king had no further consequences, and if he death guarantee success, and if I struck the blow will be the end of the matter, I would take the risk!!!!!


How do you murder a king?
Is there a reason for such treason?
He in my house, he my guest
As a king have a bless
People love him, adore him
I should kneel down before him
Tell me how do u murder a king??
I should protect and respect him
Not defect and attack him

If I do, it will be judge by heaven above...
Tell me how do u murder a king?
I won’t carry the knife won’t take his life I change my mind...
I will tell my wife it was his too ambitious???
How do u murder a king??
Tell me now, can’t u see…he has been good to me…Tell me how u murder a king.
How u murder (4x)…a king..


Lady Macbeth :Teenage Dream
You think we will fail
When we are to kill Duncan
We have planned all out
We just need to do it soon
Tonight…

Lets prepare the kill
No regrets ,just happy
We will be king and queens
You and I
 Get your courage up now
 You stop thinking nonsense

Narrator         : That night, Macbeth planned to back out from his plan. But, his wife strongly opposed him. A moment later, Macbeth enters King Duncan’s room. His hands are bloody. Macbeth        :  I have done the deed.  I thought I heard a voice telling me that I would sleep no more, that I had murdered sleep.  I'm a bad Thane. But, what is done cannot be undone.

(music plays: Hurt)
Seems like it was yesterday when I killed him.
He told me how proud he was, but I walked away
If only I knew what I know today, ooh, ooh
I would respect you a lot, I would sacrifice my life
Thank you for all you've done, forgive all my mistakes
There's nothing I wouldn't do to bring you back alive
Sometimes I wanna call you but I know you won't be there.
Oh, I'm sorry for killing you
For everything I did to you
And I've hurt myself by being mad

Witches          : Duncan the King of Scotland is dead (3 times repeated) The king is dead.  (cohort song Macbeth version)
Narrator         :  Soon after the death of King Duncan, Macbeth became the King of Scotland.
Macbeth         : Now I’m the king. But it isn’t turning out like I planned.  I thought if I were King, everyone would look up to me.  But everybody still treats me like a little worm. Tomorrow I'm going to go to the weird sisters. At the heath, the witches tell Macbeth his future through apparitions.
First Apparition: Macbeth!  Macbeth!  Macbeth!  Beware Macduff!  Beware the Thane of Fife.
Music Plays: (I Am Not Afraid sang by Eminem)(Macbeth version)
Second Apparition: Quite!! Second apparition…Macbeth!  Macbeth!  Macbeth!  Be bloody, bold and resolute.  Laugh to scorn the power of man, for none of woman born shall harm Macbeth!
Macbeth                     : Do I care about it? Is anyone born from a man? Huh!
Music Plays: (Born this way by lady gaga) (Macbeth version)
Macbeth                     : I was born this way…
Third Apparition       : Shut up!! Third apparition…Macbeth shall never vanquished be, until Great Birnam Wood comes to Dunsinane Hill.
Music Plays: (Shut up by Simple plan)(Macbeth version)
Narrator                     : Feeling insecure with the First Apparition, Macbeth hired murderers to kill all Macduff’s family.
(Macduff enters while reading the letter)
Macduff                      : What!! Macbeth kills all my family?! (Scream with anger and sorrow)
Narrator                     : Day after day, Macbeth becomes more confident and proud of himself. Meanwhile, his wife Lady Macbeth started to act peculiarly. She always sleepwalking and talking unconsciously. Her condition getting worse and worse as day passes until one day...
Music plays: “Who Is” by Bruno (Lady Macbeth version)

Oh I was perfect for the circus,
If I didn’t dared to kill him
Murder got me crazy
I am now the queen
But I guess it was not enough
Cause it never keeps me satisfy
I know I am not perfect
But in the end  of  the day who is
I was guilty to kill him
But can u tell me who is
Oh  (x8)


Doctor                        : Sir Macbeth Sir Macbeth! The Queen is in trouble!
 Macbeth        : Can you untroubled her?
Doctor                        :  She has to do that herself.
Macbeth         : What can you do?
Doctor                        : I can hand you my bill.  I'd be grateful if you'd pay it before the enemy soldiers get here. (Macbeth gives the doctor the bill and he informs Macbeth that the queen has dead.)
Narrator         : At that very moment also, a servant comes up to Macbeth and informs him about the moving Birnam Wood.
Servant           : The English, Scottish and French soldiers have been joined by five thousand Italians three thousand Russians and a thousand more.
 Macbeth        : How many soldiers in all are coming against us?
 Servant          : Twenty-four thousand.
 Macbeth        : How many have we got on our side?
 Servant          : Only six.
Macbeth         : Just six thousand!
Servant           : No, just six soldiers. (Counting fingers, 1-6) Everyone else deserted.
Narrator         : Macbeth feels so sad and recites the Life’ Brief Candle poem.
Macbeth         : "To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time, and all our yesterdays have lighted fools, the way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player. That struts and frets his hour upon the stage. And then is heard no more: it is a tale. Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing."
Narrator         : He regrets all his wicked deeds and plans to make peace with Macduff. Therefore, he sends a letter of apology to Macduff and his comrades.
(Music plays: Please Forgive Me)(Sang by Macbeth)
Narrator         : Luckily Macduff accepts his sorry. One fine day, Macbeth holds a big special banquet to celebrate Macduff. They are busy chit-chatting, singing, dancing, drinking and eating when suddenly...
(Music plays: Dead silence (original) and the three witches enter) music stops.
Witches: We have killed Macbeth, we have killed Macduff, we have killed all the kings, now we are the kings...the kings…the kings…the kings…
(Music plays: Dead silence (remix). The three witches enjoyed the moment before the entire dead rise)                                                 
THE END

plastic surgery-is it good or bad?


This article focuses more on the risks of breast implants. We know that all surgery has its own risk. Breast implant surgery is no different. Like all medical devices, breast implants are not meant to last a lifetime.
This situation reminds me of people who are desperately wanted to change their looks. They make no different with the ones that go for breast enlargement. Some people want to look like certain celebrities. They show the plastic surgeons a few photos of good looking celebrities as the expected result from the surgery. These people are trying to copy others’ appearances. They are hiding their looks and identities more and more and I think it is really sad. The more they want to be like others, the more they are losing their own identities. I really look down at those people. Why can’t they be themselves and not trying to look like others? It is unbelievable how certain people so desperately want to change their looks.
It is true there must be certain parts of our body that make us feel bad. This is where I think of my family. I am a bit darker and shorter than my other siblings. Sometimes, people ask me, “Hey Mading, how ‘short’ are you?” instead of “how tall are you?” Besides, when I was young, my grandmother used to ask me how come I am darker than the others. She used to make joke with my “unpleasant skin colour” by telling me that I was an adopted child. That’s why my skin colour is different from the others. I asked my mother whether it is true or not but she ended telling me neither “yes” nor “no”. I went off to sulk in my room and refuse to eat. Then, my grandmother came to my room and showed me our family’s photo. She said, "Although you are girl, you are like your father when he was young. You do have your mother’s eyebrows but everything else is your father’s.” Soon after I heard that, I burst into tears. I feel good to know that there is something I have in common with my parents. Since they gave me birth, I have their combined genes which made who I am now. I feel proud to see how much I look like them. If I am darker or shorter or whatever, it doesn’t change the fact that I am my parents’ biological child. That is my identity and I do not want to lose it.
We desperately want to look like others and praise them how lucky they are to have such a beautiful face and amazing body. We praise everyone, yet when was the last time we looked at a mirror and praised ourselves?