|
Post by Michael Capasse on Mar 15, 2021 9:27:40 GMT -5
Beware the Ides Of March
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ BBC Radio Play of Julius Caesar | Sept. 1999
ACT 1 | SCENE II. A public place. Flourish.
Enter CAESAR; ANTONY, for the course; CALPURNIA, PORTIA, DECIUS BRUTUS, CICERO, BRUTUS, CASSIUS, and CASCA; a great crowd following, among them a Soothsayer
Soothsayer: Caesar! CAESAR: Ha! who calls?
CASCA: Bid every noise be still: peace yet again!
CAESAR: Who is it in the press that calls on me? I hear a tongue, shriller than all the music, Cry 'Caesar!' Speak; Caesar is turn'd to hear.
Soothsayer: Beware the ides of March. CAESAR: What man is that?
BRUTUS: A soothsayer bids you beware the ides of March. CAESAR: Set him before me; let me see his face.
CASSIUS: Fellow, come from the throng; look upon Caesar.
CAESAR: What say'st thou to me now? speak once again. Soothsayer: Beware the ides of March.
CAESAR: He is a dreamer; let us leave him: pass. Sennet. Exeunt all except BRUTUS and CASSIUS
|
|
|
Post by Michael Capasse on Mar 15, 2021 9:27:59 GMT -5
JFK Film JIM GARRISON'S OFFICE | 1968
We see another smoke-filled conference of assistants. Paperwork is stacked in the corners almost to the ceiling; there are coffee cups and doughnuts on desks. The disorganization and lack of resources are apparent. The staff working on this project now numbers some eleven people, and there are some new investigators and assistants. We sense that the trial is drawing closer.
William “Bill” Broussard and Jim Garrison are discussing the case.JIM: If I'm so far from the truth, why is the FBI bugging our offices? Why are our witnesses being bought off and murdered? Why are Federal agencies blocking our extraditions and subpoenas, when we were never blocked before? BILL: Maybe 'cause there's some rogue element in the Government! The others in the room groan at the reasoning. Bill feels embittered,JIM: With a full-blown conspiracy to cover it up? Y'ever read your Shakespeare, Bill? BILL: Yeah. JIM: Julius Caesar: "Brutus and Cassius, they too are honorable men." Who killed Caesar? Twenty, twenty-five Senators. All it takes is one Judas, Bill - a few people, on the inside, Pentagon, CIA ...
|
|
|
Post by Michael Capasse on Mar 15, 2021 9:28:18 GMT -5
Speak, Strike, Redress
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ BBC Radio Play of Julius Caesar | Sept. 1999
ACT II | SCENE I. Rome. BRUTUS's orchard.
LUCIUS: The taper burneth in your closet, sir. Searching the window for a flint, I found This paper, thus seal'd up; and, I am sure, It did not lie there when I went to bed. [Gives him the letter]
BRUTUS: Get you to bed again; it is not day. Is not to-morrow, boy, the ides of March?
LUCIUS: I know not, sir.
BRUTUS: Look in the calendar, and bring me word. LUCIUS: I will, sir.
[Exit]
BRUTUS: The exhalations whizzing in the air Give so much light that I may read by them.
[Opens the letter and reads]
'Brutus, thou sleep'st: awake, and see thyself. Shall Rome, & c. Speak, strike, redress! Brutus, thou sleep'st: awake!' Such instigations have been often dropp'd Where I have took them up. 'Shall Rome, & c.' Thus must I piece it out: Shall Rome stand under one man's awe? What, Rome? My ancestors did from the streets of Rome. The Tarquin drive, when he was call'd a king. 'Speak, strike, redress!' Am I entreated? To speak and strike? O Rome, I make thee promise: If the redress will follow, thou receivest Thy full petition at the hand of Brutus!
[Re-enter LUCIUS]
LUCIUS: Sir, March is wasted fourteen days.
[Knocking within]
BRUTUS: 'Tis good. Go to the gate; somebody knocks.
[Exit LUCIUS]
Since Cassius first did whet me against Caesar, I have not slept. Between the acting of a dreadful thing. And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream: The Genius and the mortal instruments Are then in council; and the state of man, Like to a little kingdom, suffers then The nature of an insurrection.
[Re-enter LUCIUS]
LUCIUS: Sir, 'tis your brother Cassius at the door, Who doth desire to see you. BRUTUS: Is he alone?
LUCIUS: No, sir, there are more with him. BRUTUS: Do you know them?
LUCIUS: No, sir; their hats are pluck'd about their ears, And half their faces buried in their cloaks, That by no means I may discover them by any mark of favour.
BRUTUS: Let 'em enter.
[Exit LUCIUS]
They are the faction. O conspiracy, Shamest thou to show thy dangerous brow by night, When evils are most free? O, then by day. Where wilt thou find a cavern dark enough To mask thy monstrous visage? Seek none, conspiracy; Hide it in smiles and affability: For if thou path, thy native semblance on, Not Erebus itself were dim enough To hide thee from prevention.
[Enter the conspirators, CASSIUS, CASCA, DECIUS BRUTUS, CINNA, METELLUS CIMBER, and TREBONIUS]
|
|