Ceo: Congratulations on a successful win.
Investor: “chuckles” yeah...luckily you weren’t the one shot
Macbeth: bah…lets not linger on such a dark moment, we need to live not on the past but on whats to come. Now lets go in and start the celebration…but first I need to go out and get something….
Exit Ceo, Manager and Investor led by Secretary
Enter Assassin
Macbeth: So how did things turn out?
Assassin: All goes well, Banquo shot, and disposed of…
Macbeth: hmm, well done, how about his son
Assassin: Lost sight of him as soon as I took care of his father…
Macbeth: Very well then, hopefully he wont come back after me…Otherwise here (passes over a bag of money?) for a job well done
Exit Assassin
Enter Secretary
Secretary: Mr. President, the guests are growing restless, please address the guests, and start the gala.
Enter into main Dining hall
Enter Banquo’s Ghost
Macbeth on podium: Welcome Guests etc etc…Thank you for your support, and a wonderful campaign. Lets begin with the feastivites [Improv a bit of this to make it sound a bit more professional]
Ceo: Come on Join us, sit down and feast
Macbeth: Yes… Yes… Only if Banquo was here, despite him not being able to win the election, he should still join us
Investor: Pitty he will not be able to join in our celebration. Still, such petty things should not stop this evening’s schedule. Come sit.
Macbeth: Where? The table is full
Ceo: At the head of the table of course.
Macbeth: stop playing with me, or ill have you removed
Investor: What are you saying?
Ceo (to others): Is he ok? He seems to be delusional.
Manager: Maybe we should call an ambulance. He doesn’t look too well.
Secretary: Calm down, he just probably had a little bit too much to drink from celebrating his win. Just give him a moment, he’ll calm down.
Macbeth: How dare you attend without being invited…Security! Security!
Secretary: Just ignore him... Sit, enjoy your meal.(Aside with Macbeth) Pull yourself together, don’t reveal your emotions, or what has happened. One’s guilty conscience must not be shown.
Macbeth: (confused) Can you not see what is before your very eyes!? I see him there as clear as day.
Exit Banquo’s Ghost
Such strange happenings. No man is able to rise from the grave, but yet, there he was.
Secretary: Sir, your guests still await your return.
Macbeth: Good lord. I almost forgot. There, there. I have returned. Must have been the stress. Don’t worry. I am fine now. Here pour me a glass of wine, lets continue.
Enter Banquo’s Ghost
I would like to make a toast to all who have come, and Banquo, whom we miss. (Raises glass) Cheers
All: (raises glass) Cheers!
Manager: Yes, a fine toast it is sir.
Macbeth: (wave his arm in front of him signaling get out the way) Get out of my sight!! Away with you… you… you…. Wretched thing.
Secretary: (to the guests) Oh, no worries. Just more of his stress getting the better of him.
Macbeth: I dare you to challenge me, for I will prevail. Quit mocking me, I will not lose.
Exit Banquo’s Ghost
Again he is gone. But why do you not see.
Ceo: Sir, what do you wish us to see? There is nothing of abnormality here.
Sercretary: Please, the president has seen better days, and it only worsens. We should leave him to recover.
Investor: Yes, I agree. The president is not himself. He should seek help. Good night sir.
Secretary: Farewell and good night to you all.
Exit Guests
Macbeth: What time is it?
Secretary: Will be mourning soon.
Macbeth: Even spies at my enemy’s quarters would not be enough. Tomorrow I shall seek more truths of the future.
Secretary: Sir please, for now you must rest.
End
