?OUTSIDE THE WAR GATE?

Macduff: carrier turn to Macbeth, turn.       Macbeth:                                                   The wait is now over… I’m carrying too much blood on my hands that is mine.                 Macduff:                                         My gun is my own voice… it is more bloodier than words can express.                                                              {Gun/sword fight}                       Macbeth:however u can’t kill me as the prophecy states that anything born by a woman can’t kill me ever.                              Macduff:well u are mistaken. I’m born via c-section… so ur fate would not be decided by thee witches but by the gods.   Macbeth:this cannot be true… but how… it’s impossible… I won’t fight with you.. I can’t.                                                                  Macduff:fine then, be the coward and live to see day but u will die of guilt eventually as we know who the real monster is.          Macbeth:I will fight. I will let the gods decide. Not thee witches… I may lay by Duncan’s side but I know I will die like a hero therefore u r doing me a favor. Enough. Die macduff!!!!!