Hillbilly+Group

__ACT 3__ __**scene 1**__

Caesar is the "lead" farmer on the ranch. He tries to control the way the other farm their land and raise their crops. They all come together at a group meeting, and attack Caesar with their farming tools. Brutus tries to explain to the town folk about why they all killed Caesar. Mark Antony plans a revolt with Octavius Caesar, on all the other farmers.

__**Caesar:**__ The 15th of March has come and gone, and I'm still the greatest farmer out of them all. I grow more, harvest more, and raise more animals.

__**Soothsayer**:__ But ya'll still beware, its not over.

( Artemidorus tries to give Caesar his letter of warning about the upcoming attack)

__**Artemidorus:**__ HERE CAESAR ! Go and read this letter right now.

(popilius turns to caesar)

Cassius : Looky here, that fool be tellin' Caesar of that there plan we been had.

Brutus: Oh hush you idiot, he is not. You must have been on that tractor to long and gone and rattled your dang brain.

(popilius flashes a smile to cassius and Brutus)

__**Popilius:**__ I hope your whole meeting on the farm goes as planned. (Brutus is speaking to Cassius) ( Caesar starts the meeting)

__**Brutus:**__ PLease forgive his brother and let him back into the farm group. You are an amazing farmer and we all loook up to you.

__**Caesar:**__ Ya'll need to understand, that im stronger than any of you. No one compares to me. Im the best farmer for miles. No matta how nice of thoses chickens eggs your offa, or how fresh your milk might be, notta thing gonna change me. imma still be the best farmer this town ever did see. stop that beggin, it ain't ever going to work.

Metellus:Caesar, Ya milk is great, and ya corn sweet. Just like yourself, be so kind as to let our brother back into our home of Wheatdale.

Caesar: you may as well try to life that cow out back cause you gots a better chance in movin him then you ever will taking my spot as top farmer. Iam like the crops, I grow every year...delicious and ain't never changin.

Farmer 1: All of us kin fold know that ya are the best farmer that anyone can see from beyounder the crick, that's why we all have brough ya a present !

Farmer 2: We all brough our hoes and pitchforks to bow to you with.

(all the towns people start to move closer to Caesar)

__**Cassius:**__ Get him.

( Everybody stabs, taking turns ending with Cassius.)


 * __Caesar:__** I cant believe all ya'll fellars would do this, especially you Brutus.

Antony: Yall are crazy ! Yall must been around the cows to long and messed up yall heads !

(antony runs away before the crowd can get him)

Brutus: Farmers, don't worry about little ole' Antony. He just about as harmful as a fly on ya head. Let him go for now.

Antony's Farm Boy: I can to tell ya'll that Antony wont come around at all unless yous promise you wont kill him. He wants to get what yous all did.

Brutus: bring him back, we swear wes all wont him hurt him none.

(Antony returns and sees Caesars body)

Antony: Oh sweet jesus. how did our great role model fall and look littler than a chick. i want yall to explain how you could go and just kill Caesar like a hog for christmas dinner. He was our lead farmer, where was all ya'll respect?

Cassius: There is a riot outside the barn.

Brutus : Ain't nothin to worry about, I'll tell the town why killin Caesar had to happen, and Antony once we all have calmed, i swear were gonna explain all this rucus to you.


 * __Scene Two__**

Town Person 1 : Have yall lost yall's mind ? Yall killed Caesar ! Ain't no body made corn like he could for miles.

Brutus: Farmers of Wheatdale, Caesar is dead ! but, we have a reason for doing this. Have yall ever had to give up yall land for Caesar ? Well gosh dang it, I have. We did not kill him for having too sweet'a corn, but cause no matta what, he never had no bit of respect for us. Heck he'd take all the dang seeds before none' us had a chance to get any. Have yall ever had to work for Caesar without any pay ? golly be, I've done that too. I know yall have had to do something for ole' Caesar and not been returned with the actions. Caesar was an evil man who deserved to die ! He was takin all of our land and crops, but still made all of us do the work for it ! we ain't going to take the nonsense no more ! With Caesar dead, our lives will be better.

Town Person 2: Well, he's got a point. I ain't gotten any credit for my own crops for years.

Town Person 3: Yeah ! And I had to give Caesar my brand new tractor, and I never got it back !

Town People : Yeah ! Yeah ! Caesars dead ! Give Brutus the spot as head farmer! Give him Caesar's land!

(act as though crowd is cheering)

(Brutus walks away with cassius)

Antony: People ! Have yall lost all yall respect as farmers of Wheatdale? How could you be happy our lead farmer was just murdered ! why don't we murder you everytime yall do something good round here. It ain't right. I'll have yall know, In Caesar's will, yall were all included. Caesar had acres of corn, and wheat for all of yall to give away when he died. He had money too, lots of money. All for the people of Wheatdale, and this is how you repay him ? yall should be ashamed. yall don't deserve to live anymore then he does. But is that Brutus there the honorable man that you thought that he was.

Town Person 1: when ya put it like that, i recon i do feel kinda bad.

Town Person 3: yeah ! Caesar wasn't that bad of a farmer. He always made good crops, and they kept ma kin livin.

Town People: Brutus and Cassius are mad men !

(Brutus and Cassius realize that the people are mad, they flee)

Town People: Get Brutus and Cassius !


 * __Scene Three :__**

Cinna (The poet): I had a dream that I ate with Caesar, and but the things that have happened have sent me thoughts of my pigs dyin' and my roosters cryin'. I dont wanna move foward, but I'm getting pushed through.

First Citizen: Howdy! Whas' your name?

Second Citizen: Where ya headed'?

Third Citizen: Where ya' live?!

Fourth Citizen: Are ya married or did ya wife leave ya?

Second Citizen: Answer directly!

First Citizen: Ya! and quickly! B`fore ma chickens get out! I gotta tend ta them!

Fourth Citizen: Better be a smart answer too!

Third Citizen: Yessir and ya better speak the truth or I'ma get ya with this here ho in my hand.

Cinna: Whas' ma name? Where am I headed? Where do I live? Am I married or did my wife leave me? Well then, to all yall, directly quickly, smart, and truthly, I'm gonna say ma wife didn't leave me, but I aint married.

Second Citizen: Guess what? You just got ya'self in-ta some troubles! Looks like ya gonna get whacked with ma pitchfork I got here with me. Now hurry up and finish what you was sayin'.

Cinna: I was on ma way to Caesar's funeral!

First Citizen: Were ya goin' to steal his corn or are ya actually a friend?

Cinna: He's ma friend!

Second Citizen: Well thas answered d'rectly!

Fourth Citizen: Now hurry up and tell me where ya live?

Cinna:(Spoken fast) I live by the Captiol!

Third Citizen: What're you called, be honest!

Cinna: People call me Cinna.

First Citizen: Beat him! Get your pitchforks and ho's! He's one of the ones who killed Caesar!

Cinna: I'm a poet! Cinna the poet!

Fourth Conspirator: Beat him for his bad verses! Beat him!

Cinna: I was not one of them! I told ya` I'm a poet!

Fourth Citizen: It don't matter; he said people call him Cinna! Just beat him and get him outta here!

Third Citizen: Beat him, if ya don't hurry I'ma tie him up, take him about back, and shoot him! (they attack Cinna.) Let's go! Were gonna get Brutus, Cassis, Decius, Cascam and Ligarius! All of em'! Split up, they killed our favorite farmer who raised the best crops! We need to kill em'! Hurry, lets go!