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THE TEMPEST

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One scary night at sea, The master of the ship calls for his boatswain to gather the boat from being aground from the Tempest. Chaos erupts as the Boatswain and Gonzalo panic to try and get the boat safe. Everyone on board of the boat is scared to lose their lives and they beg the boatswain to get them out of the Tempest safely.

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BOATSWAIN: IF EVERYONE DOESN'T CALM DOWN THEN WE WILL ALL DIE. I CHERISH MY LIFE JUST AS MUCH AS THE REST OF YOU. I WILL GET US OUT OF THE STORM, SO WE CAN LIVE TO SEE ANOTHER DAY.

*BOATSWAIN EXITS*

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GONZALO: LET'S GET THIS BOAT WORKING. AFTER WE SETTLE WE HAVE TO DO SOMETHING TO THAT BOATSWAIN BOY. HE HAS TO DIE AND IF HE DOESNT DIE TODAY IN THIS STORM, THEN HE WILL DIE BY A ROPE.

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ENTER SEBASTIAN,ANTONIO, AND GONZALO

Yet again? What do you here? Shall we give o'er and drown?

Have you a mind to sink?

SEBASTIAN: A pox o' your throat, you bawling, blasphemous, incharitable dog!
BOATSWAIN: Work you, then.
ANTONIO: Hang, cur! Hang, you whoreson insolent noisemaker! We are less afraid to be drowned than thou art.
GONZALO: I’ll warrant him for drowning though the ship were no stronger than a nutshell and as leaky as an unstanched wench.
BOATSWAIN: Lay her a-hold, a-hold! Set her two courses off to sea again.

Lay her off!

ENTER MARINERS, WET
MARINERS: All lost! To prayers, to prayers, all lost!

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BOATSWAIN: What, must our mouths be cold?
GONZALO: The king and prince at prayers. Let’s assist them, for our case is as theirs.
SEBASTIAN: I’m out of patience.
ANTONIO: We are merely cheated of our lives by drunkards. This wide-chopped rascal—would thou mightst lie drowning the washing of ten tides!
GONZALO: He’ll be hanged yet, though every drop of water swears against it and gape at widest to glut him.

A CONFUSED NOISE WITHIN

VOICES

(within) Mercy on us!—We split, we split!—Farewell, my wife and children!—Farewell, brother!—We split, we split, we split!
ANTONIO: Let’s all sink wi' th' king.
SEBASTIAN: Let’s take leave of him.

In this part of the play, everyone is ready and yet scared that they are going to die so they assume that will die. They pray to God to let them out the Tempest, but yet they prepare and give in to die.

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Guys, we are going to die. If I could have one more day to live on dry land that would be perfect. I'd take a dry land over water any day Lord. Please tell my family that I love them dearly, we are all hard working men. This should have never happened to us.

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Sad Epic Emotional Music - Farewell Life