Trumpets, stage lit by torches. A butler enters and various servants carry utensils and dishes of food across the stage. Then Mac B enters.

Mac B (Red eyes)

Alright, let’s get this bread, the sooner, the better. If only this could all be swept under the rug. Bro, I’d happily kill this dude if that was the end of it, y’know? I’ll burn for my decisions, but I’ll stick to them. But if I do others will come to kill me, it’s like a circle, Dude. Justice is straight woke, and treats everyone equally. Why am I trying to kill my cousin and my king? That’s wiggedy wack bro, I should be trying to protect this dude, yet here I am sharpening my knife against his throat. And he’s been such a rad dude, not a blemish on his record, I don’t even think Saint Peter will let him into heaven with a rap sheet so clean. They’re gonna think he’s straight cheating. If he dies my peeps gonna cry an ocean. Is my ambition really worth all that?

Lady MacB enters.

Hey, babes, whats the tea?

Lady Mac B

He’s nearly finished eating, why did you ditch us?

Mac B

Has he asked for me?

Lady Mac B

You know it.

Macb

I ain’t gonna front with you, I don’t think I can commit. I’ve got so many rewards, I can’t throw it all away like two week old fish.

Lady Mac B

How “F’ing wasted were you before? Have you woken up with the wicked hangover of that narc Fear? You’re setting a bad example, what kind of role model are you? Would you prefer to live like the coward you are always whining about what you want but never being willing to take it?

Macabee

Shut your snark hole already! I’m only doing what society approves of, anyone else is a radical.

Lady Macb

I know you’re not a man, you ain’t got the balls for it. You had them when you wanted this, if you did it you might actually grow a pair. This isn’t the time or place, but you would have done it. And now that you can, you’re too much of a baby. You want some milk Widdle baby? I know how sweet it is to love da widdle baby at my breast, but if I gave my word, I would rip it away from my boobs and bash its widdle bwains out. If only you were man enough to do the same.

Mac B

Yeah and what if it all goes to he- (Authors note: He was going to say Hell, bet you pieced that together but I don’t have faith in people.)

Lady Mac B

If you go all in, we can’t fail. When Duncan goes nighty night, he’s been yeeting and yoting all day he’s bound to be sleepy. I’ll get his servants so effing black out drunk, their brains will yank themselves out through their ears. And when they’re having a nice snoozle, dead to the world. Duncan will be defenseless. And we’ve got the perfect scapegoats.

Mac B

Dear god, Mama, are you sure you’re not a boy? I’m woke AF it’s chill with me Baby. Anyhoozle, once we cover the serving boys with blood and since I assume we killed him with their daggers, won’t people think they were the ones who yoinked him?

Lady Macabee

That’s the point, oh great witless wonder.

Mac B

Eh eff it, I’m in. I’ll use every muscle in my body. Go act like the friendly housespouse. But don’t forget we are doing this, don’t let your pretty face distract from your meanie heart.

They exit.