Extraordinary Moments: Ian Martin

Extraordinary Moments: Ian Martin


[Wind blowing.]

[Quiet, ambient sounds begin to rise.]

[Eerie, ambient musics begins playing in a minor key.]

[Idle talking.]

>> Dave Koté: "No, that's better."

[Idle talking.]

>> Lighting director: "Picture seven, left. Use that, go back there, then once ..."

>> Ian Martin: "Get thee out!"

[Swords clash. Actors grunt.]

>> Fight choreographer: "If you think you can hang onto the stage ..."

>> Actresses, in unison: "Foul is Fair. Hover through the fog and filthy air."

>> Ian Martin: "You make me strange," "even to the disposition that I owe, "when now I think you can behold such sights!"

[Ambient music rises.]

[Ambient noises.]

[Swords and shields clash. Actors yell.]

[Ambient music crescendos.]

[Idle, eerie sounds, overlayed by music.]

>> Actor: "Treason! Treason!"

[Ambient music rises, horns blaring.]

[Swords clashing. Actors screaming.]

[Ambient music rises again.]

[Music resolves, and fades out.]