Macbeth Movie Script

杰瑞发布于2023-01-06

格拉米斯国王麦克白收到三个女巫的预言，说他有一天会成为苏格兰国王。麦克白被野心所吞噬，并被妻子激励采取行动，他谋杀了国王，为自己夺取了王位。 Macbeth, the Thane of Glamis, receives a prophecy from a trio of witches that one day he will become King of Scotland. Consumed by ambition and spurred to action by his wife, Macbeth murders his king and takes the throne for himself.

I'll be myself the harbinger and make joyful the hearing of my wife with your approach, so humbly take my leave.
My worthy Cawdor.
(Chanting in Gaelic) "They met me in the day of success "and I have learned by the perfect'st report "they have more in them than mortal knowledge.
"When I burned in desire to question them further, "they made themselves air into which they vanished.
"Whiles I stood rapt in the wonder of it came missives from the King "who all-hailed me "Thane of Cawdor, "by which title before these Weird Sisters saluted me "and referred me to the coming on of time with, "'Hail, king that shalt be."' Come, you spirits that tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here and fill me from the crown to the toe top-full of direst cruelty.
Come to my woman's breasts and take my milk for gall, you murthering ministers, wherever, in your sightless substances, you wait on nature's mischief.
Come, thick night, and pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, that my keen knife see not the wound it makes, nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark to cry, "Hold, hold!" Hie thee hither that I may pour my spirits in thine ear and chastise with the valour of my tongue all that impedes thee from the golden round.
Thy letters have transported me beyond this ignorant present and I feel now the future in the instant.
My dearest love, Duncan comes here tonight.
And when goes hence?
Tomorrow, as he purposes.
O never shall sun that morrow see!
Glamis thou art, and Cawdor, and shalt be what thou art promised.
Yet I do fear thy nature.
It is too full o' the milk of human kindness to catch the nearest way.
Thou wouldst be great.
Art not without ambition but without the illness should attend it.
To beguile the time, look like the time.
Bear welcome in your eye, your hand, your tongue.
Look like the innocent flower but be the serpent under't.
He that's coming must be provided for and you shall put this night's great business into my dispatch which shall, to all our nights and days to come, give solely sovereign sway and masterdom.
We will speak further.
All our service, in every point twice done and then done double.
Give me your hand.
Conduct me to mine host.