Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Where we lay, our chimneys were blown down.
where hearing should not latch them.
[bird chattering]
The grief that does not speak whispers the o'er-fraught heart and bids it break.
[Banquo] Fleance!
Wash your hands, put on your nightgown.
till thou applaud the deed.
Bring forth men-children only.
uh…
-[bell tolls, distant] -I go, and it is done.
I have thee not, and yet I see thee still.
Gracious England hath lent us good Siward and ten thousand men.
And, as they say, lamentings heard in the air.
From this moment,
Your eye in Scotland would create soldiers, make our women fight,
[inhales deeply]
[Macduff] Turn, hellhound, turn!
Seyton! Send out!
Alack!
-Give me my sword. Who's there? -[Macbeth] A friend.
To know my deed, 'twere best not know myself.
The queen, my lord, is dead.
He that's coming must be provided for.
whereto the rather shall his day's hard journey soundly invite him,
[witch 3] …hang upon his penthouse lid.
[groans, gasps]
No, indeed, my lord.
I will not be afraid of death and bane,
that darkness does the face of earth entomb,
There's not a one of them but in his house I keep a servant feed.
We have lost best half of our affair.
I doubt some danger does approach you nearly.
Sons, kinsmen, thanes,
Ere to black Hecate's summons the shard-borne beetle
If he scape…
This disease is beyond my practice.
Unreal mockery, hence!
And in such bloody distance,
[Macbeth] Go bid thy mistress,
Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased,
And, to that dauntless temper of his mind,
which held you so under fortune,
Stay, you imperfect speakers. Tell me more.
nor keep peace between the effect and it.
The service and the loyalty I owe, in doing it, pays itself.
[thud]
[grunting]
And in his royalty of nature reigns that which would be feared.
For it is thine.
[grunting, groaning continues]
no teeth for the present.
I must not look to have.
their daggers unmannerly breeched with gore.
Light thickens.
Did heaven look on, and would not take their part?
At once, good night.
What not put upon his spongy officers,
why, by the verities on thee made good,
Now does he feel his title hang loose about him,
[exhales] I guess at it.
If this which he avouches does appear,
To bed.
Within this three mile may you see it coming, I say, a moving grove.
Our castle's strength will laugh a siege to scorn.
Thou shalt get kings, though thou be none.
And when goes hence?
Beware Macduff.
And these are of them. Whither are they vanished?
Throw physic to the dogs! I'll none of it!
Sit, worthy friends.
I have no spur to prick the sides of my intent…
that memory, the warder of the brain, shall be a fume,
and wears upon his baby-brow the round and top of sovereignty?
[chuckles] If a man were porter of hell-gate,
My strange and self-abuse is the initiate fear that wants hard use.
hath helped him to his home before us.
-[gasps] -Hark. She speaks.
Then you'll buy 'em to sell again.
[footsteps marching, distant]
-It was. -So please Your Highness.
[witch 2] He shall live a man forbid.
Well then, now have you considered of my speeches?
Each minute teems a new one.
and in that heart courage to make his love known?
Their hands and faces were all badged with blood.
cancel and tear to pieces that great bond which keeps me pale.
Know that it was Banquo in the times past
'Tis the eye of childhood that fears a painted devil.
Let fall thy blade on vulnerable crests.