The stage is bare with the exception of 3 ladders (6' high or less) in the upstage area. Attached to one of the ladders is a large crude wooden shield that serves as a coat of arms.
First Witch. When shall we three meet again?
Second Witch. When the hurly-burly's done,
Third Witch. That will be ere the set of sun.
First Witch. Where the place?
Third Witch. There to meet with Macbeth.
All. Fair is foul, and foul is fair.
Music. Lights brighten. One of the witches rides upon the shoulders of a chorus member. All the witches wear long flowing capes that create a sense of flight. They run and swirl across the stage. They end up twirling and dancing in the downstage area. War cries. In the upstage area the rest of the chorus enters the stage from both sides. Battle scense. Several bodies are left on the ground and remain there throughout the next scene. The witches "fly" to the backstage areas and up the ladders where they remain whenever they are not directly involved in the action. The chorus becomes the warriors of Duncan's camp. Ross and soldiers are binding and interrogating Cawdor. Surgeons are tending to the wounded. Duncan is reviewing things with Malcolm and Donalbain. [Donalbains's indent in this scene was originally Lennox] Sergeant and another warrior who aids [him/her] are in the downstage area.
Duncan. What bloody [man/one] is that?...
Duncan. Oh, valiant Cousin!...
Duncan. So well thy words become the as thy wounds.
Enter Ross with guards and a bound Cawdor
Duncan. Whence camest though, worth Thane?
Ross. I'll see it done.
Duncan. What [he/she] hath lost, noble Macbeth has won...
All exit except Duncain, Malcolm, and Donalbain. [This line came from a later scene which was cut]
Duncan, Malcolm, and Donalbain exit into the chorus, which becomes evil spirits. The rest of the chorus lifts the witches above the "fog" to create a floating effect. When Macbeth and Banquo enter, this scene will employ an off stage focus.
All. Rapping The weird sisters, hand in hand,
Enter Macbeth and Banquo
Macbeth. So foul and fair a day I have not seen.
Banquo. How far is 't called to Forres? What are these...
First Witch. All hail, Macbeth! Hail to thee, Thane of Glamis!
Second Witch. All hail, Macbeth! Hail to thee, Thane of Cawdor!
Third Witch. All hail, Macbeth, that shalt be King hereafter!
Banquo. Good sir, why do you start, and seem to fear
First Witch. Hail
Second Witch. Hail
Third Witch. Hail
First Witch. Lesser than Macbeth, and greater.
Second Witch. Not so happy, yet much happier.
Third Witch. Thou shalt get kings, though thou be none
First Witch. Banquo and Macbeth, all hail!
The chorus and witches return to the upstage area and freeze into grotesque shapes.
Macbeth.Stay you imperfect speakers, tell me more
Banquo. The earth has bubbles, as the water has,