Lady Macbeth Page #3

or his heart.

Nobody's blaming you

so don't be so hard on yourself.

You're careful.

He was old and he had a weak stomach.

You heard what Dr Burdon said.

The master will be home before long

and this will all be done with.

Anna, I wish that

you would speak again.

Promise you'll try.

(Katherine) She won't speak.

She's mute.

- What if it comes back?

- It won't.

Do you love me?

Of course.

Do you adore me?

Of course.

Could you do without me?

Could you do without me?

It's husbands and wives

that kiss like that.

Did you husband kiss you, Katherine?

She won't speak.

You know I shan't be parted

from you alive, Sebastian?

"Through hell and high water

I will follow you,

"to the cross, to the prison,

to the grave, to the sky."

I'd rather stop you breathing

than have you doubt how I feel.

(Clip-clop of hooves)

Sebastian.

He's come home.

- What time is it?

- My husband has returned.

What shall we do?

Sebastian?

Can you just shut up?

(Laughing)

- You look like a little boy.

- Just shut up for one second.

Let me think.

- Go out there.

- Go out there?

Why? Am I to pretend to be

your lady-in-f***ing-waiting?

Just go out there.

(Footsteps)

You're home.

You're awake.

I heard the horse.

I walked it down the lane.

I'm surprised you heard.

I've been sleeping lightly,

ever since your father died.

We had to have his funeral

in your absence.

Couldn't let him rot in a corner,

could you?

I shall place my feet

on his grave in the morning.

Do you have the bed

made up for two every night?

Ever since your letter came

I had no indication of when you'd return.

And thank goodness I did.

You must be tired.

No.

I found it in the fields.

And decided to keep it?

- Holds my skirts up.

- Are you skirts in danger of falling down?

No, sir.

You've grown fatter.

The cook has made an effort

to find food to my taste perhaps.

Your face is fatter.

You're altogether larger

than when I left.

Perhaps you'd like some tea.

(Crockery rattling)

So...

you have become a whore

in my absence, Katherine.

You think me to be stupid, perhaps.

But perhaps you had no idea

that your whoring had been noticed.

You seem surprised.

And surprised that the news

of you opening your legs and your c*nt

for any worthless dog

should have reached my ears,

but then you opened your legs

so very wide, Katherine.

And you've acted so very shamelessly

and so very stupidly.

And you've begun to smell, Katherine.

You've gotten so fat and foul-smelling,

it was inevitable that the whole county

would hear of your behaviour.

My father...

bought you,

along with a piece of land

not fit enough for a cow to graze upon.

I do not like being talked about, madam.

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