Credit to https://www.litcharts.com/shakescleare/shakespeare-translations/macbeth
And to Ben Florman. Ben is a co-founder of LitCharts. He holds a BA in English Literature from Harvard University, where as an undergraduate he won the Winthrop Sargent
Thank you
THE HEALER
ACT ONE
SCENE TWO
SUB ACT ONE
The King arrived with a retinue of guards and servants.
The entry was without his accompanying guards, which would have crowded the
already packed healing station. However, the King was not without his servants,
which comprised the senior officers, the adjutants, and more officers. All of
them, including the King, were dressed in military fatigue and carried side
arms. Of course, the guards carried their rifles, and the men in suits
stationed outside were fully armed.
“Scram them the unneeded.” The King called out when he
met the entrance. “I do not think we need more healthy ones for the wounded.”
The entourage was reduced to the few that were close
to the King, and the so-called healthy ones were made to go outside. The inside
of the station comprised the on-duty seven Healers, twelve attending
assistants, and two dozen wounded officers. There were three maintenance crews
that were removing the discarded man-suits or unrecoverable officers.
“Who is this bloody man? From the looks of him, he was
in the thick of the battle. He will not be...” The King stood by the officer
that was removed from the man-suit and placed on a gurney for the Healer to do
the needed recovery.
“Captain Ian Kintock, Squad Leader.” The Healer spoke
out while he was applying the incision to the chest of the dying officer. “Your
Highness.”
“Noted, Healer. Carry on with the recovery. We need
officers like him alive and.”
“Trying my best, Your Highness.” The tone of sarcasm
tinged in the words of the Healer.
“Hold your tone, Healer.” The one who reacted to the
sarcasm was the King’s son, Malcolm. He was stopped by the King, who held up
his right hand.
“Continue on, Healer. I will move on.” The King moved
forward to another. “Aye, who is he?”
The one lying on the gurney was wounded in the chest
and right leg. He still had one of his jackets, and the insignia was that of
the Infantry Unit.
“Cougar Company. He is Sergeant McCauley. He is my...
second at the first squad." Malcom stepped up to the wounded non-com
officer. “He was wounded, saving my squad. Brave man.”
“Aye, the very person I was told to see.” The King
smiled and moved towards the wounded hero. ‘I am King Duncan of the Highlands.”
“Your Highness…” The wounded sergeant moved to sit up
but was calmed by the King to lie back.
“You are fine as you are. A brave man needs not bow
before me.” King Duncan smiled. “More so when he’s my son’s saviour.”
“And all of you here are brave men. And women.” King
Duncan addressed all at the station. The army of the Highlands was mixed, with
no gender deprived of a deserving ranKing.
“Tell me, Sergeant. How do you fare?” King Duncan
returned his attention to the wounded non-combat officer.
“I am better now, Your Highness.” The sergeant drew a
faint smile. “Is the …”
“Malcom is fine. He had some bruises, but he will
live.” King Duncan cut in. “I have more injuries being King than him.”
The entourage there laughed, leaving Malcolm
uncomfortable. The King then asked.
“How fared the battle?” It was a crucial question, and
he needed to know from the ones there and not the ones reporting. “Speak
freely, Sergeant.”
“Aye, your Highness...” The non-com uttered.
THE HEALER
ACT ONE
SCENE ONE
SUB ACT TWO
In every battle, there will be casualties among the
participants. It may be a mechanized unit like the man-suits, but dwelled in
those were the human interfaces. The wounded will be retrieved by the Healers
and brought to the healing centres, where their lives will be given the proper
treatment to rejuvenate or removed to be replaced with the other, more suitable
components.
“Who brought in this man-suit?” The senior Healer
called out with his hands covered by the grim leftovers of the previous
patient. “I am a Healer, not a man-suit maintenance personnel.”
The short figure of Senior Healer was covered by the
red overall that covered his frame, and mounted on the back of the Healer was
the droid unit that clung onto the frame with its six extended limbs to assist
the Healer in the recovery. With the drone activated on the Healer, the figure
resembled a spidery creature with its automated extended limbs.
“We apologize, Healer. The man suit was brought in by
their mates. The ….” The assistant Healer was trying to appease the senior.
“So bloody well, move the man suit to the retrieval
unit." The senior Healer called out. “I have my arms full with the ones
that needed recovery.”
“Healer, the other man-suit needs your expertise.” The
assistant called out while motioning to the other man-suit standing upright at
the side.
“About time, I was told.” The senior Healer stepped
towards the other man-suit. The droid went into action with two of its limbs
reaching out to activate the release function on the man-suit. The man suit was
short of its right upper limb, and the chest appendage was damaged. Its left
lower limb was damaged, but it was still standing upright. The chest appendage
will not detach, and the droid two’s extended limbs took to pry it open. The
force of the extended limbs managed to remove the chest plate, and the wounded
human was sighted.
“Give me a scan.” The Healer called out. The droid's
other left extended limb appeared at the chest to take a scan of the human
figure. The results of the scan were fed to the droid, which then interfaced
with the Healer through the interface connection at the base of the rear neck.
“Apply what is needed and get the human out of the
suit.” The Healer completed his diagnosis while the earlier extended droid
limbs continued the removal of the man-suit.
“Healer, will my captain survive?” The Healer heard
the plea of another man standing there. The human inside the man-suit had
removed the headpiece then.
“Son, your... who?” The Healer turned to look at the
man who asked.
“Captain Ian, Squad Leader, Rusty Rust.” The one who
asked replied. “He is our commanding officer.”
“Well, son. He will live once we replace his
breathing, his lungs, and his liver. He is...”
“Thank you, Healer. Thank you, Sir.” The man-suit who
asked shed a tear then. “We will remove Rust One now. I do not think...”
“Son, unless you can replace his face and brain, I
doubt we are concluding that fact, Rust, that his name is dead.” The Healer cut
in. “Now leave me alone to do my healing.”
“The King is here!” The roar of the sentry could be
heard then.
THE CITADEL
ACT ONE
SCENE ONE
SUB ACT ONE
The battle scene around the citadel was not a
distraction inside its walls. The citadel loomed high above the structures of
the city with its higher walls and windowless surface. The walls formed a
barrier that locked out any sight of its interior. With the destruction
outside, not a dent or scratch was inflicted on the citadel. It was a circular
structure that was like a cauldron in design from the outside, but with a
difference: there was a doorway on the side and high-designed doors. The only
ones allowed in were by invitation, which was rare.
No one knew who the inhabitants were inside.
Perhaps rodents knew, but then it did not cause any
evacuation, although the noise of the destruction was around.
“When shall we have silence and solitude?” The sound
that mimicked the words of humans responded to the constant pounding outside
the walls of the citadel.
“When the mayhem subsides, for it will mean a victor
and the other the defeated.” Another voice was heard with a slight difference
in tone.
“Alas, we should not be affected. How could we be? We
are bathed by sunlight or the moon, but silence is what we require." The
first set of voices resonated.
“There will be a set of suns. Well, at least the heat
will give us some solace with the solar panels.” Another third voice made its
presence known. “The power gauges are low there.”
“Solar? We have other sources to rely on.” The first voice
quipped in.
“It precludes the rodents from having to remain in the
conduits and chewing at the panels.” The third sound retorted. “It would be signalled
to me to do the remedial actions.”
“The mayhem will end soon.” The second voice snapped
on. “The volume of destruction had dwindled in the...”
“Of when? And where? I have no... " The first voice
intercepted the call.
“The General comes.” The second voice resonated. “The
end is nigh. The conclusion within the …”
“The concluding factor? Will he appear here?” The
first voice raised the query.
“He will.” The second voice was heard. “Behold my
conclusion. I need to check my assessment again. Graymalkin Query held many
possible concluding points. Like the Cheshire Analysis.”
“Well, I will not conclude that that will affect my
toad tallies." The first voice was added. “The draw of humanity depends on
the complexities of the abstract, but there will be a conclusion. They called
it fate.”
THE KING
Hero or Villain
THE HIGHLANDS
Adaption of the Scottish Tale
Jimmy Loong
April 9th, 2024
First Cut
May 3rd 2024
It’s nice to be back writing again. If there is a tale
to be re-told, this will be the one that needs to be done.
THE LAND
ACT ZERO
SCENE ONE
“Move the armour sections out!” The call was made. The
mechanized Man-Suit, taller than most men by twice their height, moved its
heavy-laden frame from the covers of the trenches. The huge frame designed by
humans held a more grotesque design with the three upper movable contraptions
that resembled the arms, of which one was at the chest of the suit, but all
three contraptions held blaster guns at the tips. The suits powered by the
human interface stood inside the heavy suit, manipulating the suit’s
contraption as it moved into battle.
“Squad Four, move to the right, and outflank the
enemies.” The leader of Squad Four heard the call and moved its frame to the
right side. The lower part of the suit was the two contraptions that acted like
the legs of the suit, but the difference was that at the side of the outer
thighs was the mounted blaster that was shooting ahead, fed by the projectile
belt linked to the rear case on the back of the suit. The five blasters were a
devastating force that would clear the path ahead.
“High on, Leader.” One of the members of Squad Four
roared out while moving to the right of the leader.
“Move it, Rust One. I will not have you cowering
behind me.” The leader roared back at the new recruit, who was pacing the
length to the right. “Rust Three and Four, move to flanking, and cover...”
The communication was snapped off by the sight of Rust
One getting disseminated by the enemy’s blast that took the headpiece of the
man suit.
“Rust one down!” The squad leader did not hear that
call from the others, for it was in clear view of the leader. Rust One stood
there without the head piece like a lightning-struck tree trunk, and before
more could be done, more shots were seen to tear off the three upper
contraptions before the next blast took its impact on the rear case and ignited
the man suit.
Squad Four was down by one man, but the heavy armoured
units were needed to be at the forefront of the battle. The remaining four men
took to the road with their heavy powers, closing the gap toward the enemy
line.
The troopers of the Infantry Sections, less in the
armour but equally deadly with their hand phasers, were on the rear of the
man-suits. The third platoon of troopers, reduced to half their strength,
roared their battle cries in their charge. They made some distance before they
had to sink into the covers.
“Third Platoon, move on!’ The leader of the platoon
called out’ injured in the left arm was doing the part required in the assault.
“We cannot falter now. We cannot fail now. The Citadel will be ours.”
It was the rally call for the platoon to charge at the
enemy regardless of their casualties.
I have not been posting as mentioned earlier but I have visited my blog and saw the new numbers of hits. I am sincerely grateful for that and will do my best to return here...
I am finding my new footing and will resume soonest.
Do take care and above all, read on.
Cheers
These are my last posts for now...I am in need of rest and recuperation. I had not penned any complete tales for over six months now.... two tales are in the write but stopped as I am ...not in my creative mind. I have to stop for now. Other precedents took priority in me.
Once I read an article by a writer that says, continue a word or more every day it will come naturally the tale.... I did with short passages, to the one liner and then the single tap... but it's not for now.
Well, let me gather my words in my mind, and soon come back to here.
Take care.
Act Six
Epilogue
Horatio
stood before the graves of the young lord, the madam, and Claudius. They were
buried next to the old King. The gravediggers did a good task, the son was with
the father, and the two lovers were to one side.
“Hamlet,
my lord.” Horatio addressed the young one. “Your death was unforeseen but
events had taken their route and I was unable to stop the trail. Much had we
spent together when younger but you grew fast without me. Your father had me to
see over you, but there was little I could do without you at my side. A
fledging had to fly on its day, and you did. I had my friends watch you; your
antics were made known to me.”
“You
have your desire, not all I will have sanction but as no further harm was to
you, I was ever grateful. Doctor Freud, secured by myself, paid by the King had
given you some good medications to subvert your ailments. Did you take your
medication regularly was also monitored by my thorough aides, who fed the medicine
into your meal. I am unsure. To know you required more than observation, I need
to be with you. You have camouflaged yourself with the roles on the stage. When
are you, or when acting? It took years to know, and for me, it was from a
distance until you returned home.”
“That
was one other reason father sent you off at a tender age; you need not see the
adulterous ways of your mother. She was a …at best of times, a good mother but
she had desires that were not favorable. In contrast to Ophelia, she held no
virtues. It may hurt you to know this, or you may have kept it hidden. I would
have stopped her from death if only I knew.”
“I
do not know if you sanction my ascension to be the King, but it was an
opportunity I could not resist. A General can only serve until the rank above
is open.” Horatio sighed. “I took the insignia from your pocket when you were
asleep.”
“Madam,
I stand before thee to say I am pleased that you involve me in your schemes.
Your call to Claudius to return and the coincidence when you poisoned the King,
were remarkable. He had stepped in to see the King soon after you exited, and
all blame was on him. Then you called Hamlet back to be at your side, but
unknown to you, I had poisoned Hamlet’s mind.”
“It
was easy with my learning of filming with the projector. I needed an audience
and found them in the servants. I needed a screen, and the walls were perfect.
The rest was mine, with a hidden sound device. I had the servants convinced of
the ghost; they have not seen a moving picture as yet. Then the lies toward
Hamlet, with your naïve lover, all it needed was to create a motive,”
“It
was easy with the hidden peek holes; much you could see when others should not
see.” Horatio smiled and added in the secret. “Ophelia was beautiful. I will find
one like her myself.”
“My
King, you were a good King, ruthless but a good leader. I have my respect for
you and on seeing the act on you, I had vouch revenge but to come from me was
like a minion in the war. I found my use with Gertrude; yes, my King, we were
lovers at some time, and with her action, I created mine. In time, I placed all
the puzzle parts together but the bigger picture was set by all of your loved
ones. I was merely adding in the parts to complete the picture.”
“Claudius,
you were the fool here. You were the plaything of Gertrude, the minion to the
King, the scorn of young Hamlet, yet you tried to be the…Emperor. You shied
from being called the King because you never could be. Unfortunately, you were
made the bait, but when you turned to bite then, I was stunned. When you sued
Laertes, I had a difficult time planning but you place everything in my favor.
It was myself who gave Laertes the poison through Reynaldo. And yours was given
by me to Osric unknowingly. He rushed off when he saw you dying, bringing in
the others.”
“I
was prepared to defend my position, and thus I did. I told Osric’s friends off.
They were outnumbered and outgunned. As for Osric, he lies with Polonius in the
same hole. An ambitious man but raw to the act.”
“My
King, Madam, and young lord, I bid you farewell. Norway awaits me.”
He
left an epitaph on Hamlet’s tombstone.
“All
the world's a stage, and all the men and women are merely players.”
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Act Five
Act
Five Scene Two
Sub
Scene Seven
The
land needs a new ruler; be it King or Emperor.
Osric
entered followed by the arrival of more guests, but these came with guns and
swords.
“Young
Fortinbras, with conquest, come from Polack Street to the ambassadors of
England. Give way please.” The two groups marched in and were stunned by the
bloody scene there.
“We
came to pay our respect to the Emperor but not of such respect,” Fortinbras
called out. “What happened here?”
“My
mate, Claudius. What had happened here?” Frank called out. He had come over to
congratulate the other as successor to the throne. “Am I late or to hold
revenge?”
“O,
I die, Horatio!” Hamlet looked to Horatio. “The potent poison quite overcrowds
my spirit.”
“I
cannot live to hear the news from England.” Hamlet whispered to Horatio. “They
will bring their wrath upon me, but I do prophesy th’ election lights on
Fortinbras; he has my dying voice.”
“So
tell him, with th’ occurrents, more and less, which have solicited—the rest is
silence.” Hamlet then whispered his last breath. Horatio lowered his lord and
then addressed the new arrivals.
“I
bid you a welcome if you are friendly to us.” Horatio had the guards take to
their position around the hall.
“What
was a duel of fencing had taken to lives being taken. The Emperor was
distraught when his love, the Madam was taken ill and died. Hamlet was wounded
and so was Laertes. Both had succumbed to their wounds.”
“What
of my mate, Claudius? Why is he with a wound to the heart?” Frank asked.
“He
died …from the fatal thrust of the blade…. Requested by him on the death of his
love. He could not bear to see her die alone and chose to follow her.” Horatio
explaiend it all. “I am Horatio, and now the new King of Norway. I bear the
insignia of the old King and with it his blessing to my ascension.”
“Anyone
who is against it will be answered to me as the King of Norway.” Horatio looked
toward the guests. “It was not a nice event today, but we will let the past be
the past. Norway needs a King to continue its path.. Not an Emperor or a Prince
but the real King.”
“All
of you have heard of the ghost that was said to be the old King. He appears on
the walls, and yes, I had spoken to him." Horatio saw the gasps among the
guests and servants. “He beckons me to run Norway. He told me that Norway needs
a strong King. I had declined but the ghost kept on telling me. It was with
Hamlet on his return, I asked him to meet the old King. The King told Hamlet of
the ascension and ….”
“It
made the young lord, depressed and when he saw the Emperor took the throne, he
went mad. He was with me and had found new things that Hamlet was to know
later. For that, Hamlet had to do what he did.” Horatio looked to the guests
and servant. “All of you had privy to that, and will not be revealed to the
outsides. What happens in Norway, remains in Norway.”
“Aye!’
The guests and servants agreed.
“I
thank your arrival, Fortinbras, and to you, England but the castle needs its
privacy now.” Horatio looked at the new arrivals. “What is it you would see? It
was seen. If aught of woe or wonder, cease your search. Norway takes care of
its own.”
“The
sight is dismal,” Frank said his part. “And our affairs from England come too
late. The ears are senseless that should give us hearing to tell him his
commandment is fulfilled, that Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are dead. Where
should we have our thanks?”
“Not
from his mouth, Had it th’ ability of life to thank you.” Horatio pointed to
Claudius. “But I thank thee though it was not my commandment then.”
“You
from the Polack wars, are here arrived, and let me speak to the yet unknowing
world how these things came about. It was all unforeseen and thus ended the
conclusion here, accepted by all.” Horatio looked at the other.”I am sure you
will value Norway’s assistance more than their internal issues.”
The
young leader knew he was obliged to Norway, whichever was the King. He called
for his men to assist in giving honors to the dead Prince.
Let
four captains bear Hamlet like a soldier to the stage, for he was likely, had
he been put on, to have proved most royal; and for his passage, the soldier’s
music and the rite of war to speak loudly for him.” Four Captains of the Other
Norway carried Hamlet on their shoulders.
“Good
night, sweet prince, and flights of angels sing thee to thy rest.” Horatio bid
his farewell to the Prince.
“We
leave now, boys. England is still a channel away.:” Frank led his men out. The
guests took their bow before the new King and leave. The servants took the
Madam, Laertes, and Claudius to be interned later in the graves.
Act Five
Act
Five Scene Two
Sub
Scene Six
The
cuts shall tell.
“Our son shall win,” Claudius
shouted for Hamlet to encourage him to fight on. but Gertrude disbelieves in
the duel.
“I dislike the blood. And Hamlet ….
He’s fat and scant of breath.—” Gertrude was upset. She saw Hamlet was
sweating then.
“Here, Hamlet, take my napkin; rub
thy brows.” The napkin was handed over. Gertrude then took hold of the wine
that was to be for Hamlet.
“I carouse to thy fortune, Hamlet.”
Gertrude drank the wine before Claudius could stop her.
“Gertrude, do not drink.” Claudius
reached out to the wine but Gertrude turned aside.
“I will, my lord; I pray you to pardon
me.” Gertrude drank it all
“It is the poisoned cup. It is too
late.” Claudius muttered to himself when he realises the wine was the poisoned
one.
“I dare not drink yet, madam—by and
by.” Hamlet smiled at his mother. “Later, perhaps.”
“Come, let me wipe thy face.”
Gertrude looked at her son. Her face was getting pale.
“Come, for the third, Laertes. You
do but dally. I pray you to pass with your best violence. I am afraid you
make a wanton of me.” Hamlet challenged the other.
Say you so? Come on. Play”
Laertes struck then. “Have at you now!”
Laertes wounds Hamlet. The call to
break was given, and then the change of foils was done, much to the protest of
Claudius but the players did it regardless. They change foils, and Hamlet
wounds Laertes with the resumed strike.
“Part them. They are incensed.”
Claudius asked for time out.
“Nay, come again,” Hamlet called
for the resumption. It was then the Queen falls.
“Oh, my God.” Osric rushed to the
Madame. “Look to the Queen there, ho! She bleeds on both sides.”
“Called the healers!” Claudius
shouted. Laertes then fell to his knees.
“How is ’t, Laertes?” Hamlet asked.
“Why as a woodcock to mine own
springe, Hamlet.” Laertes fell to his side. “I am struck by mine own treachery.”
“What treachery?” Hamlet asked. He
was distracted by the servants attending to Gertrude.”How does the madame?”
“She is bleeding .” Claudius
cradled the lady of his love.
“No, no, the drink, the drink! O,
my dear Hamlet!” Gertrude called out. “The drink, the drink! I am poisoned.”
Gertrude collapsed onto her lover’s
arm.
“O villainy! Ho! Let the door be
locked.” Hamlet called out to Osric. “Treachery! Seek it out.”
The guests were told to remain
seated while more guards arrive to calm the situation. Hamlet approached his
mother.
“She
is dying.” Claudius was in tears. “I loved her very much. More than your father
ever did.”
“You
…” Hamlet felt the pain in his wound. It was not a normal pain but one that was
creeping into his heart. He looked at Claudius. “Did you …”
“It
is here, Hamlet,” Laertes called out from his prone on the flooring. “Hamlet,
thou art is slain by me. No medicine in the world can do thee good. In
thee, there is not half an hour’s life.”
“The
treacherous instrument is in thy hand, unabated and envenomed. The foul
practice
Hath turned itself on me.” Laertes laughed. “A twist of fate.”
Hamlet
stared at the foil in his hand; the drop of blood still on the sharpened tip.
“Lo,
here I lie, never to rise again. Thy mother’s poisoned not of my act. The Emperor
…. The Emperor is to blame.” Laertes pointed his finger at Claudius. “He
poisoned the wine.”
“The
point envenomed too!” Hamlet leveled the foil at Claudius. “You have done foul.
To my father, my mother and …even me. I will desist your other acts.”
Hamlet
thrust the foil into Claudius’ heart; “Venom, to thy work.”
“O,
yet defend me, friends! I am but hurt.” Claudius dying called out. “I am
blameless...."
“Here,
thou incestuous, murderous, damnèd demon, drink off this potion. Is thy union
here?
Forcing him to drink the poison.” Hamlet accuses Claudius.
“I
did not.” Claudius denied the act.
“No,
you will follow my mother.” Hamlet stabbed the foil once more. Claudius died
then.
“Claudius
is justly served. It is a poison tempered by himself.” Laertes still alive
looked at Hamlet. “Exchange forgiveness with me, noble Hamlet. Mine and my
father’s death come not upon thee, Nor thine on me.”
It
was Laertes to draw his last breath..
“Heaven
make thee free of it. I follow thee.—” Hamlet dropped the foil from his hand.
“I am dead, Horatio.”
“Wretched
queen, adieu. Hamlet one last look at his mother. “You that look pale and
tremble at this chance, that is but mutes or audience to this act. Had I but
time … O, I could tell you— but let it be.—Horatio, I am dead.”
“Thou
livest; report me and my cause aright To the unsatisfied.
“Never
believe it. I am more an antique Roman than a friend. Here’s yet some liquor
left.” Horatio took the wine that was poisoned by Claudius to his lips.
“As
thou ’rt a man, Give me the cup. Let go!” Hamlet called out. “By heaven, I’ll
ha ’t.”
Horatio
lowered the cup that held the wine.
“O
God, Horatio, what a wounded name, Things standing thus unknown, shall I leave
behind
me! If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart, absent thee from felicity awhile and
in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain to tell my story.” Hamlet fell to
his knees, and Horatio held him there.
A
commotion was heard from outside, and the doors to the Hall opened.
