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

 Act Four

Act Four Scene Four

Sub Scene One

Fortinbras war with the Polocks.

“Go, Captain, from me greet the Norway Emperor.” The young leader called on the Captain of the leading ship; the juggernaut airship that rivals the German design then.

The principal feature of the design was a fabric-covered rigid metal framework made up of transverse rings and longitudinal girders containing many individual gasbags making it larger than a non-rigid airship. It had long cylindrical hulls with tapered ends and complex multi-plane fins. They were propelled by several engines, mounted in gondolas or engine cars, which were attached to the outside of the structural framework.

“Tell him that by his license Fortinbras craves the conveyance of a promised march over his kingdom.” The leader paced the pilot area.

“Aye, Sire.” The Captain of the airship acknowledged the other. He blew the horns on the airship; at three thousand feet above the castle, it was still loud.

‘You know the rendezvous. If Norway and Other Norway stay as one, We shall express our duty in his eye; and let him know so.” The leader looked from the airship to the land below. Three thousand ducats paved the idealism of loyalty.

“Now onto the Polacks.” Fortinbras the leader in charge turned to the assembled behind him. They were fifty of them; trained by himself, and was given the needed skills to rappel from it at a hundred feet. He had learned that the old ways of rowdy thugs were out. He saw the Great War where the trained soldiers were more organized and efficient. Losses were minimized. He took to train his soldiers from shooting to deployment. 

In the airship, Fortinbras held fifty men in that ship. That ship was part of an armada of ten ships.

Five hundred armed men it was.

“Good sir, whose powers are these?” Hamlet was in the much smaller airship that was owned by the family. The King had used it for his travels, and that was the first time Hamlet rode on it. When compared to the one that Fortinbras owned, Hamlet’s ship was a quarter in dimension. Besides the Captain and an aide, Hamlet was there with his two friends of his.

“They are of Other Norway, my lord.” The Captain looked at the higher-flying ship.

“How purposed, sir, I pray you?”

“Against the Polacks, as I was told. They will raid the Polacks area.”

“Who commands them, sir?”

“The nephew to Other Norway, Fortinbras. His uncle is bedridden.”

“All of that goes it against the main of the Polack, sir, or for some frontier?”

“Truly to speak and with no addition, they go to gain a little patch of ground; rather it’s two streets of aged playing houses that hath in it no profit but the name. There is no audience willing to pay five ducats, for five, I would not farm it for the street held no value. But the Polacks will not yield to Other Norway or any other for a fee.”

“Such a small or for little of value, why, then, the Polack will defend it?” Hamlet asked. He had seen grander playing houses torn down when there were no plays there.

“Yes, the pride of one’s own. They are already there, a whole garrison..” The Captain said. “I heard of no less than a hundred armed, not including the ones who dwell there; households of migrants; maybe five hundred or more. It’s a long street.”

“Two thousand souls and twenty thousand ducats; I may understand but debate the question of this straw. This is the imposture of much wealth and peace, that inward breaks and shows no cause without.”

“My lord, the wealth of ducats does not mean to them, but the street is in their name, and that matters. As I have mentioned, it’s pride.”

“Why the man dies.—” Hamlet was interrupted.

“I am having to land the ship now. Please excuse me.” Hamlet heard the call from the Captain that they are descending then.

“I humbly thank you, sir. You made my flight a wonderment of scenes.” Hamlet praised the Captain. “God be wi’ you, sir.”

Hamlet prepares for the landing. The ship landed and the passengers disembarked. It was a busy landing area, with airships of shapes and dimensions there. Hamlet saw passengers all in their finest as if it was a Sunday outing there. The travel by airship was plenty of choices, but the occasion calls for smart dressing.

“Fly for comfort, fly for glamour.” The boards there expanded the vision to the passengers.

“Will ’t please you go, my lord?” Rosencrantz looked to Hamlet. “We still have a channel to cross over,  and it’s a water ship we abound.”

“I’ll be with you straight. Go a little before.” Hamlet told the other. “The airship made me uneasy. I need to be alone for a while.”

All but Hamlet exit.