ROSS: Your castle is surprised; your wife and babes
Savagely slaughter’d: to relate the manner,
Were, on the quarry of these murder’d deer,
To add the death of you.

MALCOLM: Merciful heaven!
What, man! ne’er pull your hat upon your brows;
Give sorrow words: the grief that does not speak
Whispers the o’er-fraught heart and bids it break.

MACDUFF: My children too?

ROSS: Wife, children, servants, all
That could be found.

MACDUFF: And I must be from thence!
My wife kill’d too?

ROSS: Gordon Bennett, yes, your wife, EVERYBODY’S DEAD!

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  • I should point out that it was my girlfriend that thought of this one, not me.

    And that we were watching a production of Macbeth at the time – it’s not like she just did it from memory. Despite the fact that, um, we both did English degrees.

  • >Despite the fact that, um, we both did English degrees.

    Oh, I got mine with precious little Shakespeare–which is more than fine by me. Part of the reason I stuck to studies in modernism. Too much Bard makes lit students something something.

  • >I should point out that it was my girlfriend that thought of this one, not me.

    I wish my fiance knew as much about RD to make a link to it from something else. Closest I’d get from Jen is: Hey Ben, look, doesnt he look like the bald one from Red Dwarf?!

  • Ghostie : well, it was her who thought up the name for Fuchal, and everything. I am rather proud, yeah ;-)

    Tanya : it was at the Minack Theatre, in Cornwall. Not the best production ever – a little amateurish at times – but a wonderful setting.

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