You will go kill King Duncan and we will blame it on the servants
Hey Banquo, and his son Fleance
Let me ask you are you having any bad thoughts lately?
No, Banquo would you ever do anything to make the witches words come true?
No, my loyalty is to the king so goodnight buddy
Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw.
I did it wow
Relax I'll put blood on the king's servant to make it look like they did it