Lady Macbeth Page #2

Get a bottle of the Fleurie.

- He wants a Fleurie.

- There's none of that left.

- None of it?

- Not a drop.

She's drank it all.

Excuse me, sir,

but there's none of the Fleurie left.

That's impossible. Look again.

I'm afraid there's none left, sir.

Cook said it had all gone.

And how exactly has it all gone?

I don't know, sir.

- You don't know?

- No, sir.

And the cook,

does she not know?

No, sir.

Do you not think it necessary

to keep an account of what happens

to my property in this household?

All my property.

- Am I to assume you drank it?

- No, sir.

And yet you can offer

no other explanation.

No, sir.

Get down.

- Sir?

- On your hands and knees.

You behave like an animal,

and I'll treat you like an animal.

Now, get out.

(Footsteps)

(Grunting and groaning)

Lock him up.

(Groaning)

Sebastian?

(Rattling)

(Grunts)

I have no desire to see you,

until I've had time to consider

what to do with you.

Let him out.

- You are entirely without shame.

- I have nothing to be ashamed of.

Nothing to be ashamed of?

Do you have any idea

of the damage that you're capable

of bringing upon this family?

You have failed miserably

in all of your marital duties,

more specifically,

to provide your husband

with a legitimate heir.

Where is your son? Where is he?

He has made that impossible.

Let him out.

You've had enough time

to contemplate, I hope,

and to take the opportunity

to meditate

upon your duties as a wife, Katherine,

in this household

above anything else.

Give me the key or let him out.

(Glass shattering)

Leave it!

I cannot bear to look at you.

Sit.

Sit.

Eat.

- I'm not...

- Eat with me. I hate to eat alone.

Tell me about your family, Anna.

Tell me about your home.

I haven't been home

in a very long time.

I'm not sure I know what home is.

- Do you have any brothers? Anna?

- (Mr Lester choking)

Do you have any brothers?

How many sisters do you have?

He's... We should...

What are the names of your sisters?

Sit back down, Anna.

- No, he needs...

- Sit down!

(Banging on door)

(Muffled cries)

(Banging)

(Rattling)

(Thud, then silence)

Run to the village for a doctor.

Quick, go.

Shh, shh.

(Groans)

(Anna sobbing)

(Katherine) 'He'll not return

for the funeral. He said as much.'

We won't have long.

He won't come back.

He hated his father.

He hates me.

Perhaps he just won't come back.

(Shutter clicking)

There.

Very fine indeed.

Man of the house.

Anna?

Anna!

Anna, when you are spoken to,

you are to respond.

I'm going to ask one of the maids,

um... that young girl,

to prepare and bring me breakfast

and all my meals from now on.

Just as a precaution.

It could be the mushrooms

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