There now all the blood is smeared on them and they will take the blame
Had I died before this chance, I had lived a blessed time, for from this instant There's nothing serious in mortality: All is but toys; renown and grace is dead; the wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this value to brag of
King Duncan is dead!
Should we celebrate tonight?
It was the servants I found them with blood all over them and I killed them out of loyalty
The king has been murdered
King Duncan is buried and his sons are gone and are under suspicion and McBeth is next in line to be king