MACBETH: And their hearts respond to you with thanks. The table is full on both sides, so I'll sit here, in the middle. Be free and merry! Soon we will drink around the table.
There's blood upon your face.
FIRST MURDERER: It is Banquo's, then.
MACBETH: Better splattered on your face than flowing through his veins. Is he finished?
FIRST MURDERER: My lord, his throat is cut. That I did for him.
MACBETH: You are the best of the cutthroats! Whoever did the same to Fleance is also worthy—and if you killed both, then you are the champion.
FIRST MURDERER: Most royal sir, Fleance has escaped.