DOCTOR and GENTLEWOMAN are walking down a hallway with candles lining the wall. their pace is slow, and their heads are bowed in deep thought as they dicuss something outside the camera's range. They draw closer and what they say is heard. Both continue walking around a bend in the corridor.
DOCTOR (doubtful): I have two nights...
GENTLEWOMAN (earnestly): Since his majesty...
D (rubbing his eyes): A great perturbation...
G (looking nervously around) That, sir, which...
D: You may to...
G: Neither to you...
Enter LADY MACBETH abruptly in front of the two, lost paying neither of them attention. She is murmuring and holding a taper in her hand. She gets onto her knees and begins rubbing at a spot on the floor and at her hands furiously.
D (retreating with gentlewoman behind a pillar): How came she...
G: Why, it stood...
D: You see, her eyes...
G: Ay, but their...
D (curious): What is it that she does now...
G:It is an accustomed...
LADY MACBETH (hushed voice, hurriedly): Yet here's a spot.
D (shocked): Hark! She speaks...
DOCTOR pulls out a quill and parchment from his waist, jotting furiously her words verbatim.
L: Out, damned spot!...
D (turning to gentlewoman): Do you mark that?
L (scrubbing hands and looking up to unknown person): The Thane of Fife...
D (startled): Go to, go to!...
G: She has spoke...
L: Here's the smell of blood...
D (empathetic): What a sigh is there!...
G: I would not...
D: Well, well, well-
G (clasping hands in prayer): Pray God it be, sir.
D (tired and defeated): This disease is beyond...
L (standing up) :Wash your hands...
D: Even so?
L (stepping out of the hall): To bed! To bed!...
LADY MACBETH leaves, others turn to return to their quarters.
D: Will she go now to bed?
G: Directly
D (suspicious, pacing in front of his door): Foul whisp'rings are abroad...
G: Good Night, good doctor.
Exeunt GENTLEWOMAN
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