THE TIGER
LILLIES
PERFORM
HAMLET
Republique 2012
On Tour from 2014
1.akt
PROLOGUE 1: ”Darkness”
PROLOGUE 2: ”Who´s There”
No Music.
All: “WHO’S THERE”
TABLEAU 1: ”Death masks”
SIN
(Martyn Jaques front of stage – Adrian & Mike play behind curtain)
What is the point of this life that we lead?
The filth and the fury the neurotic need
Where are we going where does it lead
The strife and the striving as life from us bleeds
(open eyes) Sin, sin (close eyes)
What is its point, its purpose, its goal?
Where is it going each one plays his role?
(turn heads) Striving with ego to triumph to win
For wealth and for power commit any sin
Sin, sin
(puppet) The stinking corpse rank with decay
A king or a duke forgotten today
(lines begin – starts in solos, then together) Sin, sin
Murder exploits torture and maim
The greatest king forgotten your name
To money and power each one a slave
Its rots from the inside completely depraves
Sin, sin
So thrust with your ego you will not be saved
We all end as paupers alone in our graves
Worry, hurry and fight for your rights
You'll never get there then bang out go the lights
Sin, sin
Each action each striving a pointless game
And after it's over forgotten your name
(all as choir on Sin) |: Sin Sin (Yeah, yeah, yeah) :|
sin, sin (Yeah, yeah, yeah) sin, sin Sin, sin, sin, sin…
(Hamlet enters ND. Martyn Jaques exit to ND while he’s playing last
notes).
Lines with faces out of the holes during SIN:
Hamlet:
How weary, stale, flat and unprofitable
Seem to me all the uses of this world
Then ad.lib:
´Tis not alone my inky cloak good mother
Nor the costumary suits of solem'n black,
That can denote me truly
Now might I do it pat, now a is a-praying. And so a goes to heaven: And
so am I reveng’d.
You cannot – sir – take anything from me that I will
not more willingly part withall – except my life, except my life, except
my life.
Gertrude:
This is the very coinage of your brain. This bodiless creation ecstasy,
Is very cunning in.
Then ad.lib:
Thou turn’st my eyes into my very soul, And there I see such black and
grained spots, As
will not leave their tinct.
Sweets to the sweet. I thought thy bride-bed to have deck’d.
Withdraw, I hear him coming.
O Hamlet, speak no more.
Claudius:
Give me a drink, Hamlet. This pearl is yours, your toast!
Then ad.lib:
Laertes, did you like your father a lot?
Gertrude, his freedom hides a thread against all. Against you, against
everyone and all.
Dearest Ophelia. How are you, my dear?
Laertes/Polonius:
This must be known – which, being kept close might move more grief
to hide than hate to utter love.
Then ad lib:
Thoughts and afflictions, passion, hell itself
She turns to favour and to prettyness.
That he´s mad, ´tis true, ´tis true, ´tis pity and pity ´tis ´tis true: a foolish
figure!
Give thy thoughts no tongue nor any unproportion´d thought his act.
Ophelia:
Could beauty, my lord, have better commerce that with honesty?
Then ad.lib:
Indeed you made me believe so – I was the more deceived.
HAMLET: (from D to front of curtain – everybody else at table) O, that this too too solid flesh would melt, Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew! Or that the Everlasting had not fix’d His canon ‘gainst self-­‐slaughter! O God! God! How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable, Seem to me all the uses of this world! That it should come to this! But two months dead! Nay, not so much, not two. So excellent a king that was to this Hyperion to a satyr; so loving to my mother, That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth! Must I remember? And yet within a month Frailty, thy name is woman! A little month or ere those shoes were old With which she followed my poor father’s body, Like Niobe, all tears – why she, even she – O God! a beast that wants discourse of reason Would have mourn’d longer – married with my uncle, My father’s brother; but no more like my father Than I to Hercules. Within a month Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears Had left the flushing in her galled eyes, She married. O, most wicked speed, to post With such dexterity to incestuous sheets! TABLEAU 2: ”The Wedding”
KING IS DEAD
(Music recorded. Hamlet at ND. Curtain up. Hamlet goes to table.
Adrian Stout hanging down from centre. Mike lying D.)
The king is dead long live the king
Prince Hamlet is stricken with grief
His mother has married the new king Scarcely after her old husband The
old king is dead
Long live the king
One, two, three, two, two...
|: The king is dead long live the king :|
(Photo - Music: Martyn Jaques from ND)
|: The king is dead long live the king :|
|: The king is dead long live the king :|
Prince Hamlet is stricken with grief
His mother has married the new king Scarcely after her own husband the
old king is dead
|: The king is dead long live the king :|
Prince Hamlet now does choke Prince Hamlet’s heart is broke
His mother copulates with the new king, While her own husbands corpse
is still warm
|: The king is dead long live the king :|
|: The king is dead long live the king :|
Prince Hamlet is filth with grief He feels as if his father Has been stolen
by a thief.
His mother’s orgasmic prize When her own husband has just died
|: The king is dead long live the king :| (Hamlet drinks _ actors sing
along)
|: The king is dead long live the king :| (after 3 times: photo _ party)
|: The king is dead long live the king :| |: The king is dead long live the
king :|
|: The king is dead long live the king :| |: The king is dead long live the
king :|
|: The king is dead long live the king :| |: The king is dead long live the
king :|
|: The king is dead long live the king :| (photo)
(Martyn Jaques goes behind table, when it’s taken away and plays to the
wedding dance at NK. Adrian Stout is lowered down at the end and sits
on box with saw)
TABLEAU 3: ”The Ghost”
SLAVES – instrumental
(Adrian Stout on box at OD with saw. Martyn Jaques plays piano at NK.
Mike goes to drums at ND. They begin playing Slaves, when Martyn
Jaques begins to sing. Ghost’s lines begin when t-shirt hits the ground –
ghost leans to K first, then to D)
HAMLET: I am thy father’s spirit, Doom’d for a certain term to walk the night, If thou didst ever thy dear father love – Revenge his foul and most unnatural murder. Murder most foul, as in the best it is; But this most foul, strange, and unnatural. ‘Tis given out that, sleeping in my orchard, A serpent stung me; so the whole ear of Denmark Is by a forged process of my death Rankly abus’d; but know, thou noble youth, The serpent that did sting thy father’s life Now wears his crown. Ay, that incestuous, that adulterate beast, With witchcraft of his wits, with traitorous gifts – So to seduce! – won to his shameful lust The will of my most seeming virtuous queen. But soft! methinks I scent the morning air. Brief let me be. Sleeping within my orchard, My custom always of the afternoon, Upon my secure hour thy uncle stole, With juice of cursed hebona in a vial, And in the porches of my ears did pour The leperous distilment; whose effect Holds such an enmity with blood of man That swift as quicksilver it courses through The natural gates and alleys of the body; And with a sudden vigour it doth posset And curd, like eager droppings into milk, The thin and wholesome blood. Thus was I, sleeping, by a brother’s hand Of life, of crown, of queen, at once dispatch’d. If thou hast nature in thee, bear it not; Let not the royal bed of Denmark be A couch for luxury and damned incest. Adieu, adieu, adieu! Remember me. SLAVES
|: Slaves :| (1st vers before Hamlet’s monologue)
The ides of march the knives go in
The king is dead from assassins
When power it is up grabs
Then murder to them is not mad
You'll end up lying in your grave
Power it does so deprave
You'll end up lying in your grave
They'll risk it all to power slaves
|: Slaves :| (next 2 verses after Hamlets monologue)
HAMLET: Ay, thou poor ghost, whiles memory holds a seat In this distracted globe. Yea, from the table of my memory I’ll wipe away all trivial fond records, And thy commandment all alone shall live Within the book and volume of my brain, Unmix’d with baser matter. Yes, by heaven! O, most pernicious woman! O, villain, villain, smiling, damned villain! … – Meet it is I set it down That one may smile, and smile, and be a villain. So, uncle, there you are. Now to my word: It is: “Adieu, adieu! Remember me”. They don't care if you’re right or wrong
They'll kill the weak respect the strong
For if you’re bad if you’re good
It's power only that's understood
You'll end up lying in the soil
They'll risk it all for power toil
They'll mourn you at your death
Mouth their grief poisonous breath
|: Slaves :|
You'll end up lying in your grave
They'll risk it all to power slaves
You'll end up lying in the soil
They'll risk it all for power toil
Mouth their grief poisonous breath
To power each one is a whore
Your guts lie bleeding on the floor |
|: Slaves :|
(LAST VERS erased? )One day their turn will come to cry
And then in terror piss and cry
You'll end up lying in your grave
Power it does so deprave
You'll end up lying in your grave
They'll risk it all to power slaves
But now they murder, murder me
Leave me on the floor to bleed
|: Slaves :|
|: They are slaves :|
|: They are slaves :|
|: They are slaves :|
Slaves
(Hamlet drags the bed and the whole family from D)
TABLEAU 4: ”Ophelias Dream”
ALONE
(Martyn Jaques plays piano in NK. Adrian & Mike stand ND and perhaps
playing along)
Do you believe in good and bad
Are you happy when you're sad?
Do you believe in your fate
When you're alone?
You'll be raped you’re a pawn
You’re a hair ripped and burned
You’ll be handled crucified
When you’re alone (video-ocean)
You’ll be raped left to die
No-one there will for you cry
No-one sees you when you’re down
You’re alone
Well this life it is cruel
You’re a clown and you’re a fool (Hamlet floating in from D)
Paupers grave it waits for you
You’re alone
So you’re Jesus on the ropes
A messiah without hope
You’re a king kills the hope
You’re alone
In your excrement expire
You’ll burn in hellfire
Through the shit and the decay
you're alone
You’re alone
(Bed to next mark. Polonius’ arms out of wall in C. Perhaps light on.
Martyn Jaques in NK playing last part).
TABLEAU 5: ”Stay Away”
LAERTES:
My necessaries are embark’d. Farewell.
And sister, as the winds give benefit
And convoy is assistant, do not sleep
But let me hear from you.
For Hamlet, and the trifling of his favour,
Hold it a fashion and a toy in blood
A violet in the youth and primy nature,
Forward, not permanent, sweet, not lasting
The perfume and suppliance of a minute
No more.
I stay here too long. – but here our father comes.
(puppet’s arms divide Laertes to D and Ophelia to K – put together back
to back. Rolls around - turn around and do lines. Gates in D open for
Gertrude & Claudius)
(Adrian & Mike starts music NK – Martyn Jaques shift to accordion and
walks from NK to ND – alternatively Martyn Jaques stands NK in front of
piano and plays)
Stay away from him
Stay away from him (Claudius from K and Gertrude from D – caress
Ophelia)
Stay away from him (wakes, stretch and out of bed)
Stay away from him
Stay away from him who is not prepared to bend
Who will the powers that be happily offend
For such a man disaster it does wait Such a man
will only your young heart break
Stay away from him (prepares for flying and are thrown up against wall)
Stay away from him
Stay away from him
Stay away from him
(And she is in the air) Stay away from him who is not prepared to bend
He’s up mind for such a man who can only be pretend
For such a man who tears your cry can fill a lake
Stay away from him for petty sinks
Stay away from him
Stay away from him
Stay away from him
(Laertes from K. He and Ophelia are led by puppets arms to K, to D,
splits – gets together)
Stay away from him Stay away from him who is not prepared to bend
Such a man will never to happiness be friends
Disaster will be his only fate
Death and destruction, the very earth does creek
Stay away from him
Stay away from him
Stay away from him
Stay away from him
POLONIUS:
Be something scanter of your maiden presence,
Do not believe his vows: for they are brokers
I would not, in plain terms, from this time forth
Have you so slander any moment leisure
As to give words or talk with the Lord Hamlet
Look to’t, I charge you. Come your ways.
(Plan A: music stops before scene is finished, so musicians have time to
go behind wall.
Perhaps Ophelia finishes the scene physically with the arms of Polonius.
Adrian goes behind wall with bass. Ophelia throws Polonius out in D)
TABLEAU 6: ”Murder”
MURDER
(Recorded murder music. Hamlet opens gate at start. Tiger Lillies open
at “tooth”.
Adrian Stout in wall in D, Martyn Jaques in wall up in K, Mike in ground
gate - Hamlet in MC in wall – opens when music starts)
One, two three…
|:Murder, murder, murder, murder rules the day:|
|:Murder, murder, murder, murder rules the day:|
So the ghost tell you, Hamlet, I'm your father dear
So if you think my death are strange, I'll confirm your fear.
I died not of natural courses Murder ruled the day
The new king was my murderer Revenge me now I pray,
Yes, (Ophelia up in K, Gertude down in K, Poloniusup in D, Claudius
down in D)
|:Murder, murder, murder, murder rules the day:|
|:Murder, murder, murder, murder rules the day:|
For if not our family, are a family of fools,
An eye for an eye, and a tooth for a tooth The new king cannot rule
So the ghost tells you Hamlet, I'm your father dear
So if you think my death was strange, I'll confirm your fear.
Yes (Claudius up in K, Polonius down in K, Ophelia down in D og
Gertude up in D)
|:Murder, murder, murder, murder rules the day:|
|:Murder, murder, murder, murder rules the day:|
|:So the ghost tells you Hamlet, I'm your father dear
So if you think my death was strange, I'll confirm your fear:|
(Polonius & Ophelia together in K. Gertrude & Claudius together in D)
|:Murder, murder, murder, murder rules the day:|
|:Murder, murder, murder, murder rules the day:|
|:Murder, murder, murder, murder rules the day:|
(Continuous by chorus and instrumental)
(Claudius up in K, Ophelia down in K, Gertrude C over Hamlet. Polonius
in D)
I said
|:Murder, murder, murder, murder rules the day:|
The day
The day
(Hamlet closes gate – band closes when they finish playing. Others front.)
POLONIUS:
Your noble son is mad.
CLAUDIUS:
He tells me, my dear Gertrude, he hath found
The head and source of all your son’s distemper.
GERTRUDE:
I doubt it is no other but the main,
His father’s death and our o’er-hasty marriage.
POLONIUS:
Hath given me this. Now gather and surmise. (reads)
”To the celestial and my soul’s idol, the most beautified Ophelia – that’s
an ille phrase, a vile phrase, ‘beautified’ is a vile phrase.
GERTRUDE:
More matter with less art!
POLONIUS:
Good madam, stay awhile, I will be faithful.
”O dear Ophelia, I am ill at these numbers. I have not art to reckon my
groans;
But that I love thee best, O most best, believe it. Adieu
Thine evermore, most dear lady, - Hamlet.”
CLAUDIUS:
But how hath she reciev’d his love?
POLONIUS:
What do you think of me?
Before my daughter told me –
I went round to work
And my young mistress thus I did bespeak:
”Lord Hamlet is a prince out of thy star.
This must not be”. And then I prescript gave her,
That she should lock herself from his resort
Which done, she took the fruit of my advice,
And he, repelled – a short tale to make –
Fell into sadness,
Into madness wherein now raves
And all we mourn for.
GERTRUDE:
Do you think ’tis this?
POLONIUS:
Take this from this if this be otherwise
You know sometimes he walks four hours together
Here in the lobby.
GERTRUDE (looks together with Claudius & Polonius how Hamlet
walks back and forth):
So he does indeed.
POLONIUS:
At such a time I’ll loose my daugther to him.
Be you and I behind an arras then.
(all look at Ophelia in the wall down in K – she looks up)
TABLEAU 7: “SURVEILLANCE HAMLET” HAMLET: To be, or not to be – that is the question; Whether ‘tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them? To die, to sleep – No more; and by a sleep to say we end The heart-­‐ache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to. ‘Tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish’d. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there’s the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause. There’s the respect That makes calamity of so long life; For who would bear the whips and scorns of time, Th’oppressor’s wrong, the proud man’s contumely, The pangs of despis’d love, the law’s delay, The insolence of office, and the spurns That patient merit of th’unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin? Who would these fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death – The undiscover’d country, from whose bourn No traveller returns – puzzles the will (Ophelia in) And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of? (Sees Ophelia; she takes the knife) Are you honest? Are you fair? .. If you be honest and fair, your honesty should admit no discourse to your beauty. OPHELIA: Could beauty my Lord, have better commerce than with honesty? HAMLET: Ay, truly; for the power of beauty will sooner transform honesty from what it is to a bawd than the force of honesty can translate beauty into his likeness. This was sometime a paradox, but now the time gives it proof. I did love you once. OPHELIA: Indeed my Lord, you made me believe so. HAMLET: You should not have believ’d me. I loved you not. OPHELIA: I was the more deceived. HAMLET: Get thee to a nunnery. Why wouldst thou be a breeder of sinners? I am myself indifferent honest, but yet I could accuse me of such things that it were better my mother had not borne me: I am very proud, revengeful, ambitious. What should such fellows as I do crawling between earth and heaven? We are arrant knaves, all; believe none of us. Go thy ways to a nunnery. (Walks off, window slams) Where’s your father? OPHELIA. At home, my Lord. HAMLET: Let the doors be shut upon him, that he may play the fool nowhere but in’s own house. Farewell. If thou dost marry, I’ll give thee this plague for thy dowry: be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as snow, thou shalt not escape calumny. Get thee to a nunnery, go, farewell. Or, if thou wilt needs marry, marry a fool; for wise men know well enough what monsters you make of them. To a nunnery, go; and quickly too. Farewell. I have heard of your paintings too, well enough; God hath given you one face, and you make yourselves another. You jig and amble, and you lisp. Go to, I’ll no more on’t; it hath made me mad. I say we will have no moe marriage: those that are married already, all but one, shall live; the rest shall keep as they are. To a nunnery, go. TABLEAU 7B - MAD HAMLET – ”KICKING”
(Martyn Jaques frm OD
Constant moving Martyn upon Hamlet in Sasha Waltz style)
You torture every fibre of your soul for what
A blow job a hand job a bead of snot
(kicks Hamlet on shoulder) This world is filled with things corrupt
You know it's poisoned in its guts
(kicks Hamlet on back) Weak is the flesh (kicks Hamlet on chest) weak is
the soul
you must succumb and play a role (sits on his legs)
Nothing is pure nothing is clean
This world it is dirty and obscene (Hamlet makes Martyn stand up)
You cannot escape (Hamlet catches Martyn and he sits on him) from the
blame
Each one of us a whore is the name
(Martyn rises, and Hamlet falls. Plays against audience)
Are you going mad hamlet
A whore wants to kill
Insanity is eating you do our guts you want to spill
We live this way because there is no other way to live
For we are weak and greedy beings us
you must forgive
Are you too mad Hamlet to see each of us is flawed
Each lives in a brothel each one is a whore , (Martyn slowly moves
against OD)
But Hamlet will not them forgive Haman frailty live let live
His love for father does consume All hope for peace it is doomed
For Hamlet the disease of hate
No hope for peace just heartbreak
From all around he feels betrayed
His heart and soul are cut and flayed
(Martyn Jaques “pick up” everybody. They silently come in from OD)
TABLEAU 8: ”Rosenkrantz and Guildenstern”
DANGEROUS MAN
(Hamlet stands NC – all other silently from OD. Mike in K & Adrian
Stout I D in wall.)
:This dangerous man:
This dangerous man
(All silently in from D) This dangerous man, we must make it clear
That his desire for revenge we do not fear (whistle-break)
:This dangerous man:
:This dangerous man: (laughing-break)
Expose him daughter
See that he is bad, bad (look to D)
Expose him revenge
Has driven him mad (move fast backwards)
:This dangerous man:
:This dangerous man: (slowly, silently forward again)
I fear that young Hamlet
To us is opposed
He'll dwell in vengeful glances
At us he does throw
:This dangerous man:
:This dangerous man:
(Martyn Jaques exit OK – Adrian&Mike close gates in wall)
HAMLET: (Ophelia and Laertes as puppets) My excellent good friends! How dost thou, Guildenstern? Ah, Rosencrantz! Good lads, how do you both? PUPPETS: Happy in that we are not over-­‐happy: on fortune’s cap we are not the very button. HAMLET: Nor the soles of her shoe? PUPPETS: Neither, my lord. HAMLET: Then you live about her waist, or in the middle of her favours? PUPPETS: Faith, her privates we. HAMLET: In the secret parts of Fortune? O, most true; she is a strumpet. What news? Let me question more in particular. What have you, my good friends, deserved at the hands of Fortune, that she sends you to prison hither? PUPPETS: Prison, my lord! HAMLET: Denmark’s a prison. PUPPETS: Then is the world one. HAMLET: A goodly one; in which there are many confines, wards, and dungeons, Denmark being one o’ th’ worst. PUPPETS: We think not so, my lord. HAMLET: Why, then, ‘tis none to you; for there is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so. To me it is a prison. (All laugh) I know the good king and queen have sent for you. PUPPETS: To what end, my lord? HAMLET: That you must teach me. PUPPETS: What say you? What say you? HAMLET: If you love me, hold not off. PUPPETS: My lord, we were sent for. HAMLET: I will tell you why; I have of late – but wherefore I know not – lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises. Man delights not me – (Claudius puppet roars with laughter) no, nor woman neither, though by your smiling you seem to say so. PUPPETS: My lord, there was no such stuff in my thoughts. HAMLET: Why did ye laugh, then, when I said ‘Man delights not me’? PUPPETS: To think, my lord, if you delight not in man, what lenten entertainment the players shall receive from you. We coted them on the way; and hither are they coming to offer you service. HAMLET: What players are they? (Exit all except Hamlet) PUPPETS: Even those you were wont to take such delight in, the tragedians of the city. HAMLET: The tragedians! (Exit Hamlet, middle door) TABLEAU 9: ”To be or not to be”
TO BE ORE NOT TO BE
(all enter one at a time on a line – Martyn Jaques from OD)
Ten men at the funeral cue
The great cadaver the do view
In the brain the blood clot
Another ten their livers rot
To be or not to be To be or not to be
(Adrian&Mike Enter) A hundred revolution plot
Change the world without a shot
They dream of sweet revenge
Another hundred round the bend
To be or not to be
To be or not to be
A thousand haven’t got a friend
They’re lonely right until the end
A thousand fires on the railway line
A thousand bottles of red wine
A hundred thousand nights divine
A hundred thousand pearls and svines
A million tears A million fears
A million laughs A million cheers
To be or not to be
To be or not to be
If looks could kill a million spears
A million get me out of here
A billion heartbeats A billion breaths
A billion pounds they all invest
To be or not to be
Not to be To be
(All sing along)
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TABLEAU 10: ”Hamlet Slapstick”
HAMLET: Is it not monstrous that this player here, But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit That from her working all his visage wann’d; Tears in his eyes, distraction in’s aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting With forms to his conceit? And all for nothing! (…) What would he do, Had he the motive and the cue for passion That I have? He would drown the stage with tears, And cleave the general ear with horrid speech; Make mad the guilty, and appal the free, Yet I, A dull and muddy-­‐mettl’d rascal, peak, Like John-­‐a-­‐dreams, unpregnant of my cause, And can say nothing; no, not for a king Upon whose property and most dear life A damn’d defeat was made. Am I a coward? ( … ) This is most brave, That I, the son of a dear father murder’d, Prompted to my revenge by heaven and hell, Must, like a whore, unpack my heart with words, And fall a-­‐cursing like a very drab, A scullion! Fie upon’t! foh! About, my brains. Hum – I have heard That guilty creatures, sitting at a play, Have by the very cunning of the scene Been struck so to the soul that presently They have proclaim’d their malefactions; For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak With most miraculous organ. I’ll have these players Play something like the murder of my father Before mine uncle. I’ll observe his looks; I’ll tent him to the quick. If ‘a do blench, I know my course. The spirit that I have seen May be a devil; and the devil hath power T’assume a pleasing shape. (Adrian and Mike enter from behind.Bringing mask for Hamlet) I’ll have grounds More relative than this. The play’s the thing Wherein I’ll catch the conscience of the King. They are coming to the play. I must be idle. Get you a place! (Hamlet puts on mask) Music! THE ACTORS PLAY
(Puppet theatre intro)
|:One, two three, four just another whore
Working hard to get her score:|
In the cold winter rain
Cramps in her stomach
With dreadful pains
Addiction haunt
Night and day
For her cravings must pay
|:One, two three, four just another whore
Working hard to get her score:|
HAMLET:
Lady, (music stops)
Lady, shall I lie in your lap? I mean, my head upon your lap? Do you think I meant country matters? That’s a fair thought to lie between maids’ legs. Music! (puppet theatre continues – they play the murder)
Cravings snore at her soul
None the guilt None the goal
Doing anything you like
Lust and power of the spite:
One, two three, four just another whore
Working hard to get her score
:Corrupt at nightCorrupt at day
For her drugs she will pay
Darkest reserve of your heart
Whatever you want rip her apart
|:One, two three, four just another whore
Working hard to get her score:|
Just a whore Night and day
For her drugs, must pay
Just meet, ask her around
Only one way, and it's down
HAMLET: Madam, how like you this play? GERTRUDE: The lady doth protest too much, methinks. HAMLET: O, but she’ll keep her word. CLAUDIUS: Have you heard the argument? Is there no offence in’t? HAMLET: No, no; they do but jest, poison in jest; no offence i’the’world. CLAUDIUS: What do you call the play? HAMLET: (between Gertrude and Claudius) “The Mouse-­‐trap.” –This play is the image of a murder. ‘Tis a knavish piece of work, but what of that? We that have free souls, it touches us not. Music! (Puppet theatre continues – Claudius pulls cloth out of the head of the
king – the new couple and Claudius as king is presented – Martyn Jaques
from D to K in front of them)
|:One, two three, four just another whore
Working hard to get her score:|
Murderer, make her name
Just a whore who's on the game
In addiction she will drown
Going one way and it's down
One – and the street
Two – a princess rich and chic
Three – I do just as you ask
Four – feet I and you can shaft
Five – just do, what you like
Six – lost the power, dream and fight
Seven – you know my heart is black
Eight – addictions break our back
Nine – we're going down to hell
Ten – my morality I sell
One, two three, four just another whore
Working hard to get her score
CLAUDIUS:
Give me some light. Away. Lights. Lights Lights. (everybody out but
Claudius)
TABLEAU 11: “CLAUDIUS REGRETS” (Music begins when Claudius kneels – instrumental)
CLAUDIUS: (takes off shirt, kneels and cries) It hath the primal eldest curse upon’t – a brother’s murder HAMLET: Now might I do it pat, now ‘a is a-­‐praying. ( .. ) And so ‘a goes to heaven, And so am I reveng’d. CLAUDIUS: Pray can I not, though inclination be as sharp as will HAMLET: A villain kills my father; and for that, I, his sole son, do this same villain send To heaven. CLAUDIUS: (looks at his hand) This cursed hand Is there not rain enough in the sweet heavens To wash it white as snow? HAMLET: (And) how his audit stands who knows save heaven? CLAUDIUS: Then I’ll look up. (Claudius rises, Hamlet kneels) But, O, what form of prayer Can serve my turn? HAMLET: Am I then reveng’d, To take him in the purging of his soul, When he is fit and season’d for his passage? CLAUDIUS: (rises) “Forgive me my foul murder”! HAMLET: No CLAUDIUS: (starts hitting himself) That cannot be; since I am still possess’d Of those effects for which I did the murder – My crown, mine own ambition, and my queen. HAMLET: Up, sword, and know thou a more horrid hent. CLAUDIUS: O wretched state! HAMLET: When he is in his rage. CLAUDIUS: (introvert) O bosom black as death! HAMLET: Or in th’incestuous pleasure of his bed; CLAUDIUS: Help, angels! HAMLET: At game, a-­‐swearing, or about some act That has no relish of salvation in’t – CLAUDIUS: Make assay! HAMLET: Then trip him, that his heels may kick at heaven, And that his soul may be as damn’d and black As hell, whereto it goes. CLAUDIUS: Bow, stubborn knees; all may be well. (Hamlet goes to Claudius at K with the knife in hand, but doesn’t murder
him. Instead Hamlet goes to C and Claudius exits in OK).
TABLEAU 12: ”The Fire”
(Hamlet stands C with projection of fire in the face – Martyn Jaques
plays piano in NK – Adrian & Mike play in ND)
BETRAY ME / REGRETS
So you betray the one who you need
The one on who you feed
What is the profit of this
Malice, stupidity or cowardice
Is it ego is it pride
Over powering you from inside
Anger jealousy or greed (fire in face)
The burning vice on which you feed
Or is it really just a plan
To save your soul from the damned
Do you have mercy do you feel fine
As you drown your soul In drugs or wine
Is it ego is it pride Over powering you from inside
Anger jealousy or greed
The burning vice on which you feed
And as you enter your decline
Will memories cloud your mind (fire grows)
Will you be choked with regret
Do you believe your course was set
And as you take your dyeing breath
Laugh or with grief be beset
As you enter the ground
And your mourners crowd around
What memories of you they'll hold
What stories of you will be told
How long were filled with happiness
What fears and terrors did you vex´ (Hamlet turns around and walk
slowly out of door)
Well, was it ego was it pride
Over powering you from inside
Anger jealousy or greed
The burning vice on which you feed
The sum of all these parts
You die with full or broken heart
When they remember you they laugh
Regret remorse of what has passed
Well, was it anger or greed
Ore vice on which you feed
Ego or pride
Over powering you from the inside
TABLEAU 13: ”Death of Polonius”
(Polonius & Gertrude from D)
POLONIUS: ‘A will come straight. Look you lay home to him; Tell him his pranks have been too broad to bear with, And that your Grace hath screen’d and stood between Much heat and him. (Hamlet: Mother!) I’ll silence me even here. (Hamlet: Mother!) Pray you be round with him. GERTRUDE: I’ll warrant you. Fear me not. (Hamlet: Mother!) Withdraw, I hear him coming. (Polonius hides. Hamlet and Gertrude mime each other) HAMLET: Now, mother, what’s the matter? GERTRUDE: Hamlet, thou hast thy father much offended. HAMLET: Mother, you have my father much offended. GERTRUDE: Come, come, you answer with an idle tongue. HAMLET: Go, go, you question with a wicked tongue. GERTRUDE: Why, how now, Hamlet! HAMLET: What’s the matter now? GERTRUDE: (slaps Hamlet) Have you forgot me? HAMLET: No, by the rood, not so: You are the Queen, your husband’s brother’s wife; And – would it were not so! – you are my mother. GERTRUDE: Nay then, I’ll set those to you that can speak. HAMLET: Come, come, and sit you down; You shall not budge. You go not till I set you up a glass Where you may see the inmost part of you. GERTRUDE: What wilt thou do? Thou wilt not murder me? Help, help, ho! POLONIUS: What, ho! help, help, help! HAMLET: How now! a rat? Dead, for a ducat, dead! (Hamlet kills Polonius. The wall rolls as Polonius hits the floor) HAMLET: A murderer and a villain! A slave that is not twentieth part the tithe of your precedent lord; a vice of kings; GERTRUDE: No more! GENFÆRDET: Do not forget; this visitation Is but to whet thy almost blunted purpose. But look, amazement on thy mother sits. O, step between her and her fighting soul! Conceit in weakest bodies strongest works. Speak to her, Hamlet. HAMLET: How is it with you, lady? GERTRUDE: Alas, how is’t with you, That you do bend your eye on vacancy, And with th’incorporal air do hold discourse? Whereon do you look? HAMLET: On him, on him! Look you how pale he glares. -­‐ do not look upon me, Lest with this piteous action you convert my stern effects. GERTRUDE: To whom do you speak this? HAMLET: Do you see nothing there? GERTRUDE: Nothing at all; yet all that is I see. HAMLET: Nor did you nothing hear? GERTRUDE: No, nothing but ourselves. HAMLET: Why, look you there. Look how it steals away. My father, in his habit as he liv’d! Look where he goes even now out at the portal. GERTRUDE: This is the very coinage of your brain. This bodiless creation ecstasy Is very cunning in. O Hamlet, thou hast cleft my heart in twain! HAMLET: O, throw away the worser part of it, And live the purer with the other half. Good night – but go not to my uncle’s bed; ( .. ) Refrain to-­‐night; And that shall lend a kind of easiness To the next abstinence; the next more easy; I must to England; you know that? GERTRUDE: Alack, I had forgot. ‘Tis so concluded on. HAMLET: There’s letters seal’d; (opens hatch to Polonius) I’ll lug the guts into the neighbour room. Mother, good night. Indeed, this counsellor Is now most still, most secret, and most grave, Who was in life a foolish prating knave. Come, sir, to draw toward an end with you. Good night, mother. (Hamlet slams the door over him and Polonius. Gertrude exits in D) TABLEAU 14: “Worms”
(Martyn Jaques from K - stands front, playing accordion)
WORMS
The worms they gnaw the worms they chew,
the worms are eating, eating you
The man eats the fish
the fish eats the worm
The worm eats the man
nothing we learn
Is it true you are broken sick and weak
The worms queue up to you eat
Is it true (Claudius from K and Hamlet from D at wall)
They place your body into the dirt
The worms they are waiting they're alert
The worms eat your body a fisherman comes
And into his bucket the worms they are flung
Is it true soon you will die
At your funeral they will cry
Is it true (Claudius og Hamlet start text – music continuous)
CLAUDIUS:
Now, Hamlet, where’s Polonius?
HAMLET:
At supper.
CLAUDIUS:
At supper? Where?
HAMLET:
Not where he eats, but where ‘a is eaten, a certain convocation of politic
worms are e’en at him.
A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king, and eat of the fish
that hath fed of that worm.
CLAUDIUS:
What dost thou mean by this?
HAMLET:
Nothing but to show you how a king may go a progress through the guts
of a beggar.
CLAUDIUS: (stands OC – goes to MK)
Hamlet, this deed, for thine especial safety –
Which we do tender, as we dearly grieve
For that which thou hast done – must send thee hence
With fiery quickness. Therefor prepare thyself.
The bark is ready.
HAMLET:
For England!
CLAUDIUS:
Ay, Hamlet.
HAMLET:
Good.
CLAUDIUS:
So is it.
HAMLET:
So is it! Farewell, dear mother.
(Claudius & Hamlet step off wall, still down)
CLAUDIUS:
Thy loving father, Hamlet.
HAMLET:
My mother: Father and mother is man and wife, man and wife is one
flesh; and so, my mother. (Crosses to Claudius, finishes with a kiss)
Come, for England.
(Hamlet exits D & Claudius exits K)
The worm in the water the fish takes a look
The fish bites the worm the fish bites the hook
The fish he can scream the fish he can shout
From the water now he's ripped out
Is it true you are broken sick and weak
The worms queue up to you eat
Is it true
The hook now it lies in the fishes gut
The hook is ripped out the fish’s life's cut
The fish tastes so good fried in the pan
The fish is eaten by the man
Is it true that you are broken weak
That you can't speak
Is it true
: A prince is eaten by a worm :
x3 A king is eaten by a worm
Is it true you are broken sick and weak
The worms queue up to you eat
:Is it true :
(Martyn stands C and sings and looks at Gertrude & Claudius)
Song: Ophelias dream 2
TABLEAU 15 AA – MASSAGE
(Martyn looks at Gertrude, who gives Claudius massage in wall in D and
goes to them in OD)
BORDELLO
I'm a bordello a living bordello
I've been had
by a thousand different fellows
Well actually no
I'm queen with a ring
Only two customers
both of them kings
It's the quality not the quantity girls
whan you've had kings it's all
diamonds and perals
So really girls, it's best to have two
than ten thousand
pumping into you
(Laertes from K – Martyn Jaques exit in OK – behind the wall and ready
behind gate in C)
LAERTES:
O thou vile king,
Give me my father.
GERTRUD:
Calmly, good Laertes.
LAERTES:
That drop of blood that’s calm proclaims me bastard,
Cries cuckold to my father, brands the harlot
Even here between the chaste unsmirched brow
Of my true mother
Where is my father?
CLAUDIUS:
Dead.
GERTRUD:
But not by him.
CLAUDIUS (walks to Laertes):
Let him demand his fill.
LAERTES:
How came he dead? I’ll not be juggled with.
To hell, allegiance! Vows to the blackest devil!
Conscience and grace, to profoundest pit!
I dare damnation. To this point I stand,
Let come what comes, only I’ll be reveng’d
Most thoroughly for my father.
CLAUDIUS: (glance at Gertrude who closes the window in D – hand on
cheek)
I pray you go with me.
(Claudius and Laertes exit together in K. Martyn out of gate in C. Hamlet
in wall C – cloth as ocean - Laertes from NK, Claudius OK, Gertrude OD
and Ophelia ND)
TABLEAU 15B - BOTTLES IN THE SEA
(Martyn Jaques out of door and to front stage from OC to NC)
When you ask these questions
They don't make any sense
You have no way to answer
You have no defense
It's all a sad charade
It all means not a thing
The fear the strife the worry
The nonsense that I sing
It's all the cloak and dagger
Are bottles in the sea (Hamlet opens gate and sits C in wall)
Going nowhere fast
Pointless conspiracy
You can ask any question
The answer is the same
No truth will be answered
Apart from a word game
We're bottles in the sea
We're bottles in the sea (music continues)
HAMLET: (looks out of a porthole at C in wall)
Up from my cabin, My sea-­‐gown scarf’d about me, in the dark Grop’d I to find out them; had my desire; Finger’d their packet, and in fine withdrew To mine own room again, Where I found (new position), An exact command, That, on the supervise, no leisure bated, No, not to stay the grinding of the axe, My head should be struck off. (jumps down) ( … ) – I sat me down; Devis’d a new commission; wrote it fair. (all in, Nanna puts on wire and all fold out the
ocean)
(ocean spreads = Martyn Jaques to NK)
An earnest conjuration from the King, That, on the view and knowing of these contents, Without debatement further more or less, He should those bearers put to sudden death, Not shriving-­‐time allow’d. So, there it is; farewell dear friends. (Puts on wire) The strife and the stress
A mirror it reflects back
The fear and the fury
How quickly we do crack
Ask the deepest question
As to what it all means
Nothing is the answer
It doesn't mean a thing
'Cause we're Bottles in the sea
Bottles in the sea
|: It's just a dream It's just a dream It's just a dream
That what it means It's just a dream :|
(cloth up – ocean: down and out while Rosenkrantz & Guildenstern are
executed)
HAMLET:
Farewell Rosenpants and Guilden-scheme!
TABLEAU 16 – “ROSEMARY AND THYME”
RELEASE ME
(Music – Martyn Jaques plays piano NK - wall moves backwards.
Ophelia from K when all flowers are out of the holes in the wall.)
Sweet suicide release me
From all of this pain
Another night of torment
Never sunshine always rain
And it never helps the kindness
That people try to show
Just makes it feel more tragic
(Wall in position - Ophelia from K. picks up flowers and arms are taken
away. Ophelia sits with flowers as a baby on the arm)
Release me let me go
I am drowning in the greyness
Suffocating is this grief
Tell me my life is not mine to take
Go ahead, call me a thief
And it never helps the kindness
That people try to show
Just makes it feel more tragic
Release me let me go
Release me let me go Release me let me go
Release me let me go Release me let me go
Release me let me go
Alternative lyrics
I'm drowning in the pain
That my life does make
Broken spirit broken soul
No more can I take
I'm drowning in the moon bizarre
The blackest night
Reflecting a glass
I give up the fight
Swallowed up
With nowhere to breathe
Broken by your words
How they deceive the poisoned barrette vengeance jaw
Bitter spite
I don’t care if you're right
Don't care if you're wrong or right
There the water it beckons me
An early grave that waits,
it waits for me
:Sweet suicide release me :
Release me let me go
(Ophelia walks trying to find Hamlet but he is gone. Pregnant NC Stomach pain - walks back. Mouth OC – wall gets back straight. Ophelia
is smiling and wants to give flowers to the air. First ND, next NK, then
Gertrude enters from OD, takes a flower and gives Ophelia a hug. Both
exit OD. Music ends).
TABLEAU 16B – GODFATHER
(Claudius & Laertes enter from gate OC. They stand in the gate and talk)
CLAUDIUS:
Now must your conscience my acquittance seal,
And you must put me in your heart for friend.
LAERTES:
And so have I a noble father lost
A sister driven into desp’rate terms
But my revenge will come.
CLAUDIUS:
Laertes, was your father dear to you?
LAERTES:
Why ask you this?
CLAUDIUS:
Hamlet comes back; what would you undertake
To show yourself in deed your father’s son
More than in words?
LAERTES:
To cut his throat i’th’church.
CLAUDIUS:
Revenge should have no bounds, But good Laertes,
Hamlet, return’d, shall know you are come home,
Set up a double varnish
You may choose
A sword unbated, and in a pass of practice
Requite him for your father.
LAERTES:
I will do’t.
And for that purpose, I’ll anoint my sword.
I bought an unction of a mountebank
So mortal that but dip a knife in it,
Where it draws blood, no cataplasm so rare,
can save the thing from death
That is but scratch’d withal.
CLAUDIUS:
If this should fail,
I’ll have prepar’d him
A chalice for the nonce, whereon but sipping,
If he by chance escape your venom’d stuck,
Our purpose may hold there.
TABLEAU 18 – DROWNING
DROWNING
(Martyn Jaques stands Nkc – stands through the whole song)
Drowning Drowning Drowning Drowning Drowning
Under a silver moon
Drunk on the moonshine noon
Drunk on the old pontoon
Falling to your doom
(Ophelia enters from ND and walks to the wall and puts on wire. Walks
straight up, and drowns – Adrian&Mike are ND)
Drowning Drowning Drowning Drowning Drowning Drowning
Your soul floats on the waves
The river’s bed your grave
The water fills your lungs
Your last song has been sung
Drowning Drowning Drowning Drowning Drowning Drowning
Drowning etc...
TABLEAU 20 – FUNERAL
(Funeral crowd enter from D – Ophelia comes off wire and is carried
NK. Martyn Jaques is NK by piano)
LOVER
My lover and my mentor
Now lies in her grave
And I’m left to mourn her (Hamlet from NK – walks to ND)
Whom my soul did save
I’m starring at her tombstone
My heart full of grief
I fear that part of my life
Has been stolen by a thief
Stolen by a thief
Stolen by a thief
The elements will wear
this Tombstone away
And one day we will join you
Us who for you pray
The words upon your tombstone
Will be warn away
But we will be united
Somehow somewhere some day
Stolen by a thief
Stolen by a thief
As that tombstone starts to crack
From the bitter cold
And when I come to visit you
Bent double and old
My memories of love will seem like yesterday
True love never forgets
Well that is what they say
You were stolen by a thief
You were stolen by a thief
And I’ll love you forever more
You’re my blessed lover
You memory out of door
So as the wind and snow and rain
Be down upon your tomb
My comfort is we’ll be united
Very soon
You were stolen by a thief
: Stolen by a thief :
: Stolen by a thief :
: Stolen by a thief :
LAERTES:
O, treble woe
Fall ten times treble on that cursed head
Whose wicked deed thy most ingenious sense
Depriv’d thee of - hold off the earth awhile,
Till I have caught her once more in my arms (leaps in the grave)
(Claudius & Gertrude stands K – Hamlet D)
HAMLET:
What is he whose grief
Bears such an emphasis.
This is I, Hamlet the Dane.
LAERTES:
The devil take thy soul! (drone starts when Laertes attacks Hamlet in 3
positions)
(Claudius removes Laertes)
GERTRUDE: (walks against Hamlet in D):
Hamlet, Hamlet!
HAMLET:
Why, (walks to Gertrude NC to NK), I will fight with him upon this
theme until my eyelids will no longer wag.
GERTRUD:
O my son, what theme?
HAMLET
I lov’d Ophelia. (goes to D again, and Laertes goes to K)
Forty thousand brothers
Could not with all their quantity of love,
Make up my sum.
(Laertes attacks hamlet again, but is stopped by Claudius)
What wilt thou do for her?
`Swounds, show me what th’owt do.
Woo´t weep, woo´t fight, woo´t fast, woo´t tear thyself,
Woo´t drink up eisel, eat a crocodile? I´ll do´t.
TABLEAU 21 - ALL DIE IN THE END
(Hamlet to D & Laertes around the wall to K. Claudius out of the door C.
Wall starts to go down on piano)
DO YOU LOVE ME
The act is good
They you love
But God forbid
They try a shove
Then all the hatred
It will spill out
Abusive will
Be the shout (Gertrude walks through wall)
What’s behind the Happy smile
As my soul you Do defile
What’s behind the Happy laugh
In a mirror You do laugh
Abusive Will be the shout
Then your hatred Will spill out
You have no hope
Poisoned your soul
To keep it hidden Is your goal
Because you know them
You do hate
You bear your cross
Grin at your fate
And when it's time for you to die
Then to your grave you'll take our lie
(Gertrude sings C in wall – Hamlet & Laertes hold their swords and are
ready in freeze)
CLAUDIUS:
Cousin Hamlet, You know the wager?
HAMLET: (gets ready to fight in KN)
Very well, my lord. (sword slashes)
Your grace has laid the odds a’th’weaker side.
CLAUDIUS:
Now the king drinks to Hamlet (drinks). Hamlet this pearl is thine
(pearl in glass. Hamlet & Laertes bow and fight 2x4 in slowmotion.
Laertes is wounded)
Hamlet, here’s to thy health! Give him the cup.
HAMLET:
I’ll play this bout first. Set it by awhile. Come.
(they fight again 2x3 & 1x2. Hamlet wounds Laertes again)
Another hit. What say you?
LAERTES:
I do confess’t.
CLAUDIUS:
Our son shall win.
GERTRUDE: (still C in hole in the wall)
He’s fat and scant of breath. Here, Hamlet, take my napkin, rub thy
brows.
(walks to Hamlet with napkin and takes the glass with poison from
Claudius. Goes to Odc)
The queen carouses to thy fortune, Hamlet.
(HAMLET:
Good madam.)
CLAUDIUS:
Gertrude, do not drink!
GERTRUDE: (OC – to the people)
I will, my lord, I pray you pardon me.
(Gertrude drinks – music begins - Hamlet in D and Laertes in K walk on
wall –Hamlet is wounded - kills Laertes - slowmotion.)
HAMLET:
How does the queen?
(Ophelia enters? – after 10 Seconds all look at Hamlet and move close to
him)
CLAUDIUS: (pre-recorded)
She swoons to see them bleed.
GERTRUDE: (pre-recorded)
No, no, the drink, the drink – o my dear Hamlet, the drink, the drink! I am
poison’d.
LAERTES: (pre-recorded)
It is here, Hamlet. Hamlet, thou art slain,
No medicine in the world can do thee good;
In thee there is not half an hour’s life.
Thy mother’s poison’d.
HAMLET:
The King, the King’s to blame. Here, thou incestuous, murd’rous, damned Dane, Drink off this potion. (all move slowly backwards and out)
You that look pale and tremble at this chance, That are but mutes or audience to this act, Had I but time, as this fell sergeant Death Is strict in his arrest, O, I could tell you – But let it be. I am dead. (…) Report me and my cause aright To the unsatisfied. And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain, To tell my story. The rest is silence. FIN