She does that often, as if she's washing her hands.
Yes, there's still a spot here.
Did you hear that?
But who would have thought the old man would have so much blood in him?
Shame on you, my lord, shame! You're a soldier, and you're afraid? We shouldn't be afraid of anyone who knows what happened, when we are the most powerful.
Oh no! You've learned something you shouldn't have.
But who would have thought the old man would have so much blood in him?
She said something she shouldn't have. Heaven knows what other secrets she has.
The Thane of Fife had a wife. Where is she now? Will my hands ever be clean? No more of that, my lord. You'll ruin everything by acting this way.
Her heart is painfully weighed down. I can't cure this disease.
Is it true?
Wash your hands. Don't look so pale. Banquo is buried-he can't come out of his grave.
My hands still smell of blood. 
Evil rumours are circulating. Macbeth needs a priest not a doctor.
LADY MACBETH exits.
Look after her. Get rid of anything she can hurt herself with. I have thoughts about this, but I won't say them out loud.
Right to bed.
Good night, good doctor.
To bed, there's knocking at the gate. What's done can't be undone. 
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