What made them drunk made me bold; What made them sleep gave me energy. Shh! An owl shriek'd, the fatal bellman, it gave a scary good-night. Just like before an execution. Macbeth must be killing the king now. Duncan's doors are open, and the drunk servants mock their job by sleeping instead of protecting the king. With those drugs you can’t tell if they’re dead or alive.
Who’s there? What is it?
I did the deed. Did you hear a noise?
Oh no, what if the servants woke up, and Duncan wasn’t killed.A failed murder would ruin us. Listen! I put their daggers where Macbeth would find them. He couldn’t miss them. If Duncan didn’t reminded me of my father in his sleep, I would have killed him myself.
I heard the owl and the crickets. Didn't you say something?