Monday, April 10, 2023

Hamlet; the Noir Adaption 2023 Act 4 Scene 3 Sub Scene 1

 Act Four

Act Four Scene Three

Sub Scene One

The hall of justice assembled

Claudius held the conference with his close aides, invited to the castle. Gertrude sat by the side, with her head bowed and wishing things could have been different, she would not have to be sad.

“Fellows of Norway, I bid you all to judge.” Claudius had addressed the leaders of Norway. They were business associates and trustees of the alliance.

“The King had died not long, and I grief for him. He was so inspiring and yet life was taken from him at the peak of his career. Hail the King!”

“Hail the King!’ The ones assembled there echoed the call.

“Today, I am holding administration of the King’s estate, and by oath, wedded his widow, and thus adopted his son as mine. I rejoice in that, and will carry on the King’s works not as King but in my humble rank as Emperor.”

“I came, I saw and I carried on his legacy.” Claudius quoted Caesar with a twist. “King Hamlet’s works will be remembered forever.”

“Humble as I am, I bear sad news.” Claudius looked to the assembled. “His son, Hamlet, and now our son, the great heir to the King, has this gone …. Mad.”

“Mad….” Claudius echoed his words. The assembled gasped in disbelief. “I don’t know what happened, but on his return, late to the delayed funeral; held back by his mother on request, Hamlet did return but he is not longer the lad we knew. He had changed for … his years away had eroded his …values.”

Gertrude burst into tears and drew the sympathy of the assembled. Claudius approached the lady and touched her face.

“No mother would bear to see her children stricken with illness …more so madness…but it’s the will of God, what we will have to ail with. Hamlet is with the worse, and we pray for him.” Claudius looked to the assembled. It was a dramatic speech, and if the Romans were there, they would have thought of Brutus who was the one who spoke then.

“His madness undisclosed but had to be now. He is truly mad. He had killed the Great Chamberlain.” That last line drew alarm on the assembled. Most of them have known Polonius long, shared their wine, and laughed at each other’s jokes.

“The Great Chamberlain was killed by Hamlet.” Claudius selected his words. “Killed with a dagger…. Unfortunately… but unforgiven an act of madness. The Chamberlain's body undeclared by Hamlet.”

“I have sent to seek him and to find the body.” Claudius looked at the leaders.

“I know many of you may ask, how dangerous is it that this man goes loose? Yet must not we put the strong law on him.” Claudius looked to explain why Hamlet is not restrained.

“He’s loved of the distracted multitude, who like not in their judgment, and, where ’tis so, the offender’s scourge is weighed.” Claudius knew that Hamlet was liked by many by appearance; the ones in the castle but they hardly know him as he was away for a long time. They may judge him as a murderer of the Great Chamberlain without understanding the motives.

“Let us speak to him first. Hear him out. Don’t judge by the cover of the book, but most times, we may do.” Claudius drew on the rationale in the perception. “I may not know him well, but as my son now, I will give him the benefit of the doubt regarding his character.”

“He is after all the son and held the qualities of the King in acting. On his verdict, we can’t be alone but with the consent of all, the action may be seen better. We cannot however sanction the offense without retribution. It's like diseases desperate grown by desperate appliances are relieved or not at all. Cured or removed, the solution is either.”

His first attendant soon came calling.  Rosencrantz stood by the doorway, afraid to intrude but was called on by Claudius.

“Rosencrantz. Meet the leaders of Norway, please. Rosencrantz is a friend of Hamlet for years. He was here to assist Hamlet in this trying period.” Claudius looked at the other.” Hamlet, how now, what hath befallen?”

“Where the dead body is bestowed, my lord, we cannot get from him.” Rosencrantz bowed his head.

“But where is he?” Claudius asked.

“Without, my lord; guarded, to know your pleasure,” Rosencrantz replied.

“Bring him before us,” Claudius called out.


 

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