Malia Ortega-Scene 2
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- You mourn your father, and that is right. But remember that your father lost a father and that father’s father lost one too. It’s not manly to grieve too much. Stop brooding over your father’s death. Start thinking of me as your father. After all, you are the next in line for the throne, and I feel all the love for you that a father feels for his son.
- Though the memory of our dear dead brother, the former king, is fresh, and our hearts still grieve, we delight in our marriage to his former wife. Our sometime sister is now our queen. Despite the sadness we all feel, we must keep our chins up and look to the future.
- Good Hamlet, do not forever be seeking out your noble father in the dust. You know that all that live must die in order to pass into eternity.
- Ay, madam, I know.
- Hello, Lord Hamlet.
- Hamlet is left alone and starts talking to himself, till Horatio enters the room.
- A beast would have mourned longer than my mother. Frailty, thy name is woman! Not even a month after my father’s death and she is married to my father’s brother. O the wicked speed of it. No good will come from it. But break, my heart; for I must hold my tongue.
- Oh, that this too too solid flesh would melt. O God! O God! How weary, stale, and flat this world seems to me now. It is but an untended garden where weeds grow out of control.
- Indeed my lord,it followed soon after the other event.
- Not long ago, I came for your father's funeral.
- I think you came for my mother's wedding.
- good to see you horatio! When did you get back from the University?
- The King, your father.
- My lord, I think I saw him yesterday night.
- Thrift! Thrift, Horatio! My mother didn’t want to waste any leftover foods from the funeral and used them for the wedding feast. You know- I would have rather fought my worst foe than attend that wedding. All I could think of was my father.
- Saw whom?
- I will go to the watch tonight; perchance the spirit will walk again. If it assumes my noble father’s person, I will speak to it, and hell itself shall not hold my peace.
- The King, my father?
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