Act Two
Act
Two Scene Two
Sub
Scene One
Minor
acts to the fore.
“Welcome,
dear Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.” Claudius received the two friends of Hamlet
who were long friends of the family. “I knew their parents; talented actors
like us way back.”
“Yes,
I recalled then. They were the ones that helped Hamlet to his stage when he
gets too drunk.” Gertrude smiled. “My condolences on hearing of your parent’s
death. They were…”
“Gunned
in public They put out a play to denounce the King then. They paid with their
lives that night.”
“Such
is the fate of actors with a bad script or killing audience,’ The Emperor
sighed. “Our tragedies indeed.”
“We
are better with your generosity, my Emperor.” Rosencrantz bowed to the newly
crowned Emperor. “Or is it King with the old one died.”
“Rudeness
dwells inside you, my son.” Claudius mocked the other. The two orphans were
adopted by the Emperor to study at the same college as Hamlet. He did have an
ensemble of actors to be his apprentice and one day may be better actors. It
was not shared by the King who saw only the Prince succeed him.
“King
Hamlet blessed his soul, ever remained the King to all of us. I am just his …
meekly second.”
“Humble
gesture, my Emperor.” It was the turn of Guildenstern to speak. “I had told
Rosencrantz that only positive feelings will be when we get here. He flips the
coin ninety-two times, and it was all positive on the display.”
“A
double-headed coin perhaps it was.”
Claudius once again mocked the other. “I know of many tricksters who did
it.”
“None
the trickster we are. It was ninety-two in a row and even then I fear there may
be ghosts overlooking us.” Rosencrantz smiled. “Talking of the ghost, where is
the young Hamlet?”
“Talking
of the ghost, he is indeed why seek your arrival here.” Gertrude cut in. “You
knew my son well.”
“None
too well, but we were close at some stages.” Rosencrantz smiled.
“Something
have you heard of Hamlet’s transformation, so call it, sith nor the
exterior nor the inward man that
resembles that it was. What it should be, more than his father’s death, that
thus hath put him so much from the understanding of himself.”
“Madness
itself?” Rosencrantz cut in.
“Rudeness
does exist in you. Let me complete my part.” Claudius then cleared his voice
and continued. “I cannot dream of. I entreat you both that, being of so
young days brought up with him and with so neighbored to his youth and habits,
you may vouch safely your in rest here in our court.”
“Some
little time, so by your companies to draw him on to pleasures, and to
gather so much as from occasion you may glean, whether aught to us unknown
afflicts him thus that, opened, lies within our remedy.”
“I
…” Rosencrantz find the words to say were stuck in his voice. “We..”
“Boys,
please. A mother’s plea here.” It was Gertrude who cut in. “Good gentlemen, he
hath much talked of you, and sure I am two men there is not living to whom
he more adheres. If it will please you to show us so much gentry and goodwill
as to expend your time with us awhile for the supply and profit of our hope,
your visitation shall receive such thanks as fits a king’s remembrance.”
“My
..” Rosencrantz was nicked in the elbow and then Guildenstern spoke. “We both
obey, and here give up ourselves in the full bent to lay our service freely at
your feet, to be commanded.”
“Thanks,
Rosencrantz and gentle Guildenstern.” The Emperor smiled.
“Thanks,
Guildenstern and gentle Rosencrantz.” Gertrude conveyed her appreciation. “And
I beseech you instantly to visit of my too much changèd son. “
The
aides to the Emperor were called in.
“Bring
these gentlemen where Hamlet is.” Claudius smiled.
“Heavens
make our presence and our practices pleasant and helpful to him!”
Guildenstern bowed to the Emperor. He pulled the sleeve of the other who was
still in confusion.
“Are
you mad, Guildenstern? We are minor acts in the play here.” Rosencrantz
whispered to his friend while they lagged behind the servants.
“It’s
been years since we met Hamlet, let alone share a cup of coffee.”
“Yes,
we were apart but once we were together. He slept on the right side of me while
you snored on the left side.”
“Hush
your words, Guildenstern. The walls have ears, and an earful will feed the
headlines should it is known.”
“I
am to the lowest of my voice with you. We were …younger then, and a healthy
catch he was then.” Guildenstern smiled. “You had your fun then without a
stitch of mumblings.”
“A
train set we were then, chugging down the tracks and bellowing the horns when
it comes.” Rosencrantz mimics the train pulling.
“There
he is. He reads a script there.” Rosencrantz cried out seeing the other reading
what appears to be a book. “He who was one with us before.”
“Dally
our call till we discuss here.” Guildenstern held the arm of the other. “He may
not be whom we knew.”
“Allay
the fear. He steps away now.” Rosencrantz said.
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