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'''Purchased for UnLibrary on''' |
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{{date|11 July 2006}} |
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{{Q|Love those gals...|Macduff|the Three Weird Sisters}} |
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{{Q|Umm....we're dead. And in the [[Hamlet|''other'']] play.|Rosencrantz and Guildenstern|the Three Weird Sisters}} |
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== '''The Three Weird Sisters are Alive and Well in [[Washington DC|Washington, DC]]''' == |
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[[Image:Weird Sisters Cover.jpg|thumb|right|300px|The classic 1966 edition cover.]] |
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==== '''SCENE I. [[Vietnam]] Veterans Memorial.''' ==== |
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First Witch |
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:Sister, see these names inscribed |
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:Hereon; they fury imbibed |
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:And drank overlong, their watch |
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:Done; long life have they botched. |
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Second Witch |
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:What sad lot, these adventurers caught |
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:Always seeking aught for naught. |
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First Witch |
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:Remember you that man [[Macbeth]] |
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:He who sought [[Scotland|Scot’s]] crown addressed? |
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Second Witch |
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:I remember, do I, do I |
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:Trapp’d him in a filthy [[lie]] |
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:The only thing that I regret |
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:Is we did not [[Theory of Factual Evidence|photos]] get. |
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Third Witch |
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:Let us get on with our walk |
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:No more need such useless talk. |
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==== '''SCENE II. The [[Lincoln]] Memorial.''' ==== |
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First Witch |
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:Where hast thou been, sisters? |
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Second Witch |
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:Lost in Foggy Bottom. |
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Third Witch |
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:Sister, where thou? |
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First Witch |
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:A [[George H. W. Bush|family man]] had oil on his hands, |
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:And [[CIA|glutt’d]], and [[Saudi Arabia|glutt’d]], and [[president|glutt’d]]:-- |
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:‘Share now,’ said I: |
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:‘[[New World Order|New Order]], witch!’ the dynasty lord shouts. |
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:His son’s to [[Texas]] gone, master o’ the Realm: |
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:But like he of [[Skull and Bones|Bones and Skull]], |
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:I’ll make my way and take my cull, |
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:I’ll do, I’ll do, and I’ll do. |
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Second Witch |
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:Let me whip the mare. |
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Third Witch |
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:Such sisterly care. |
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First Witch |
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:Add my lash for luck. |
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Third Witch |
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:And thank thee for thy sister’s hate |
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:Now of this, that brood’s |
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:Playground state, let not abate |
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:Desire and fool games. |
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:I’ll whisper in the son’s ear: |
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:The [[Iraq|father’s lust]] make him hear |
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:Hang about that Office used; |
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:Fate to live a man confused: |
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:Hopeless through years two times four |
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:Shall he dwindle, to the core: |
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:An apple bit by the worm, |
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:Son doomed by invader’s germ. |
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:Look what I have. |
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Second Witch |
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:Show me, show me. |
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First Witch |
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:Here have I a tortured’s hood |
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:From sand chamber as he stood. |
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''Drum within'' |
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Third Witch |
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:A drum! A drum! |
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:[[Dick Cheney|Cheney]] doth come. |
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====''Enter '''CHENEY''' and [[George Bush|'''BUSH''']].''==== |
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[[Image:Weird Sisters.jpg|thumb|right|300px|Court photographer captures the tragic meeting.]] |
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Cheney |
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:Rhetoric. Love-one. |
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Bush |
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:How do you expect me to play this well? |
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Cheney |
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:Do you think you are capable of playing well? |
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Bush |
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:Have you considered that I’m more interested in what you think? |
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Cheney |
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:When will you learn to think for yourself? |
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Bush |
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:I do think for myself! |
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Cheney |
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:Statement! Love-two. |
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Bush |
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:What are these, [[Dwarfs|dwarf]]-women? |
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Cheney |
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:Who the hell knows? |
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Bush |
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:Ah ha! Rhetoric. One-two. |
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Cheney |
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:Damn! (clutches chest) |
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Bush |
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:Foul. [[Heart attack|Heart attacks]] don’t count. Two-all. |
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First Witch |
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:Fair sir, think you not |
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:Your companion’s ail |
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:Is truthfully bought? |
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Bush |
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:He’ll be all right in a second. Happens all the time. |
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Cheney (relaxing) |
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:Statement! Two to three. |
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Second Witch |
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:Though now on vacation we |
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:Bring to you a [[prophecy]]. |
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Bush |
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:What’s a prophecy? |
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Cheney |
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:Don’t you know? |
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Bush |
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:Who carries a dictionary on loan?! |
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Cheney |
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:When was the last time you were able to read an intelligence report on your own? |
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Bush |
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:All right, Brainiac, stow— |
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Cheney |
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:Gotcha! Statement! Gimme! Game! |
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Bush |
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:I can’t believe I got you that new pacemaker. |
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Third Witch |
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:Listen or block as you must |
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:But take from our lips the thrust |
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:You’ll be crown and you’ll be king |
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:In long duet will you sing |
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:But ’ware the excesses laid |
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:For abuse at Abu Ghraib. |
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''Witches vanish.'' |
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Cheney |
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:Serious words, take serious care. |
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Bush |
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:Yeah, well, who cares about some dumb witches? |
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Cheney |
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:We’re not playing anymore. |
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Bush |
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:One-love! |
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''Exeunt.'' |
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[[category:Unversity|The Three Weird Sisters are Alive and Well in Washington, DC]] |
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[[Category:Shakespearean Works]] |
Purchased for UnLibrary on
11 July 2006
“Love those gals...”~ Macduff on the Three Weird Sisters
“Umm....we're dead. And in the other play.”~ Rosencrantz and Guildenstern on the Three Weird Sisters
edit The Three Weird Sisters are Alive and Well in Washington, DC
The classic 1966 edition cover.
edit SCENE I. Vietnam Veterans Memorial.
First Witch
- Sister, see these names inscribed
- Hereon; they fury imbibed
- And drank overlong, their watch
- Done; long life have they botched.
Second Witch
- What sad lot, these adventurers caught
- Always seeking aught for naught.
First Witch
- Remember you that man Macbeth
- He who sought Scot’s crown addressed?
Second Witch
- I remember, do I, do I
- Trapp’d him in a filthy lie
- The only thing that I regret
- Is we did not photos get.
Third Witch
- Let us get on with our walk
- No more need such useless talk.
edit SCENE II. The Lincoln Memorial.
First Witch
- Where hast thou been, sisters?
Second Witch
- Lost in Foggy Bottom.
Third Witch
- Sister, where thou?
First Witch
- A family man had oil on his hands,
- And glutt’d, and glutt’d, and glutt’d:--
- ‘Share now,’ said I:
- ‘New Order, witch!’ the dynasty lord shouts.
- His son’s to Texas gone, master o’ the Realm:
- But like he of Bones and Skull,
- I’ll make my way and take my cull,
- I’ll do, I’ll do, and I’ll do.
Second Witch
- Let me whip the mare.
Third Witch
- Such sisterly care.
First Witch
- Add my lash for luck.
Third Witch
- And thank thee for thy sister’s hate
- Now of this, that brood’s
- Playground state, let not abate
- Desire and fool games.
- I’ll whisper in the son’s ear:
- The father’s lust make him hear
- Hang about that Office used;
- Fate to live a man confused:
- Hopeless through years two times four
- Shall he dwindle, to the core:
- An apple bit by the worm,
- Son doomed by invader’s germ.
- Look what I have.
Second Witch
- Show me, show me.
First Witch
- Here have I a tortured’s hood
- From sand chamber as he stood.
Drum within
Third Witch
- A drum! A drum!
- Cheney doth come.
edit Enter CHENEY and BUSH.
Court photographer captures the tragic meeting.
Cheney
- Rhetoric. Love-one.
Bush
- How do you expect me to play this well?
Cheney
- Do you think you are capable of playing well?
Bush
- Have you considered that I’m more interested in what you think?
Cheney
- When will you learn to think for yourself?
Bush
- I do think for myself!
Cheney
- Statement! Love-two.
Bush
- What are these, dwarf-women?
Cheney
- Who the hell knows?
Bush
- Ah ha! Rhetoric. One-two.
Cheney
- Damn! (clutches chest)
Bush
- Foul. Heart attacks don’t count. Two-all.
First Witch
- Fair sir, think you not
- Your companion’s ail
- Is truthfully bought?
Bush
- He’ll be all right in a second. Happens all the time.
Cheney (relaxing)
- Statement! Two to three.
Second Witch
- Though now on vacation we
- Bring to you a prophecy.
Bush
- What’s a prophecy?
Cheney
- Don’t you know?
Bush
- Who carries a dictionary on loan?!
Cheney
- When was the last time you were able to read an intelligence report on your own?
Bush
- All right, Brainiac, stow—
Cheney
- Gotcha! Statement! Gimme! Game!
Bush
- I can’t believe I got you that new pacemaker.
Third Witch
- Listen or block as you must
- But take from our lips the thrust
- You’ll be crown and you’ll be king
- In long duet will you sing
- But ’ware the excesses laid
- For abuse at Abu Ghraib.
Witches vanish.
Cheney
- Serious words, take serious care.
Bush
- Yeah, well, who cares about some dumb witches?
Cheney
- We’re not playing anymore.
Bush
- One-love!
Exeunt.