1:07:03
Why do you keep alone...
1:07:06
...of sorriest fancies
your companions making?
1:07:11
Things without all remedy should be
without regard. What's done is done.
1:07:18
We have scorched the snake,
not killed it.
1:07:24
But let the frame of things disjoint.
Ere we'll eat our meal in fear...
1:07:29
...and sleep in the affliction of the
terrible dreams that shake us nightly.
1:07:36
Better be with the dead...
1:07:39
...than on the torture of the mind
to lie in restless ecstasy.
1:07:45
Duncan is in his grave.
1:07:48
After life's fitful fever,
he sleeps well.
1:07:53
Treason has done his worst.
1:07:56
Not steel, nor poison...
1:07:59
...malice domestic, foreign levy,
nothing can touch him further.
1:08:04
Come on. Gentle, my lord.
1:08:08
Sleek o'er your rugged looks.
1:08:12
Be bright and jovial
among your guests tonight.
1:08:17
So shall I, love.
1:08:21
And so, I pray, be you.
1:08:40
Full of scorpions is my mind,
dear wife.
1:08:50
Thou knowst that Banquo
and his Fleance live.
1:08:56
But in them nature's copy
is not eterne.