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Macbeth Quote List
Rosebriar Shakespeare Company, 1998
For five dollars, I can have dragons in my ears.
And who are you?
-- Moo.
What is my motivation type?
It's a tango. Macbeth: The Dance Show.
Ix-nay on the ing-kay!
I'm convinced that Gaelic orthography is the way it is because the monks were trying to confuse the Romans.
Blow, wind, and crack my cheeks!
Melissa just got a lot shorter and grew a beard.
The king is stirring...beef stew.
You exeunt all by yourself? Multiple personalities much?
-- It's the royal "we".
-- The royal "we" exeunts.
They're like, "We could never do this out of the water," and I'm like, "No, there's gravity."
This is a whole new realm of flexibility.
-- He's lost control of his hip muscles.
That's the trouble with armies. Turn your back, and they take off.
Caithness, to the principal's office.
It doth have...it doth smell somethin' or other.
-- It sure smells pretty.
...Who has committed fornification by stealing out of a French hose...that's not what Shakespeare wrote...
...That stills itself when mercy's not around. Yeah.
I'll be reading Hecatate. Hecate. Hecatye. Heca-ta-ha-ha-ha-ha....
She's not here. You're drinking. Enjoy it. Bottoms up.
It's crowded in Dunsinane.
-- No, no, they're in the woods.
Clang-clang-clang.
Off book, off base.
-- Out of our minds.
You're not in yet.
-- I haven't screwed up yet.
I'm here. I was watering the horses.
Ay, my lord. The time passes, we must get the hell outta here.
Get the flock in here!
The Banquet of the Undead.
May it please your sinus...
And I was a lemming.
Even the snake gets Scotch, and I'm out here going b-b-b-b-b-b!
And don't call me Chuck!
Doubly redouble with double... LINE!
No masochistic goddesses, please.
Thou shalt not suffer a pharmacist to live.
O, Scotland! Scotland! Line.
-- That's it.
He gives good dead!
Can you say "equivocator," boys and girls?
No. No trained poodles. Get off my stage.
Godzirra!
Mmm. Cream-faced loon.
-- Cream of cream-faced loon.
I like him. He's balder than me.
Where is the Thane of Cawdor?
-- I don't know. He left.
It's the Skipping Witch!
Come, let's make haste; she'll soon be back again.
-- I'm back.
Thrice the brinded cat hath mewed.
-- Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la, la, laaaah.
Eye of newt, and toe of newt...
-- And leg of newt...
I think, but dare not speak.
-- That's probably a good idea.