(Ismene approaches Creon)

Ismene: My dear Uncle what has thou done? You’ve taken away my joy, what was once one is not split into many.
Creon: Ismene, you know my intentions very well, you know I meant no harm
Ismene: No harm?!, You argued for nothing when you could have easily let just her bury Polyneices’ body.

Creon: Ismene! You do not understand, I stood for the law, have you ever considered the consequences..
Ismene: Enough! No need to yell at me, I know your king and I’ve heard enough from you, I’ll go abide by Fate..
Creon: How dare you speak against the almighty King of Thebes, not even the elders dare speak in such ways to me, what makes you such authoritive?
Ismene: By the power given to me by the gods, I curse you Creon, I curse you, I wish the gods killed you!

Creon: Never, I stand by the Gods, and they by me, I abide by them and they abide in me, I speak for the gods, the very curse you say is the very curse you shall bring upon yourself.
Ismene: Now what do you plan to do, kill me? For what?
Creon: I shall now have no mercy, I’ve relented too much, you and your sister had divided a unified people, the Gods approve of this, you must die. Guards arrest her and have her ready for the noose tomorrow, she’ll be publicly hanged.
(Guards setup Noose and cover the head of Ismene as she is mercilessly tied up and taken to the hanging)

Creon (further addressing the people who’ve gathered): For today we shall see what powers the gods have given Ismene, if she does have any, and we shall see if the Zeus himself shall strike me with his own blow if I’m an arrogant murderer. For I shall set no private relationship over the public welfare, I rule justly and she must be know this.
(Guards are motioned to get in place)
Ismene: My dear uncle, if you must, let me say my final words, so that you yourself will feel the wrath of the gods if I am to be right and am mercilessly killed.
Creon: That is fair, go on rave on, the gods do not care nor do I.
Ismene: Oh if the Gods do favor justice and fair law then they’ll have you displaced of your position very soon, another will arise up and conquer you Creon, your body will be laid waste to the animals.

Creon: Babble on! Your time has come to an end, Guards Hang her!
(Ismene is hanged, as the crowds watch in horror as though they had seen a ghost)
Ismene (As she bubbles out her final words): It is done, the deaths are all justified, we paid our price, now you’ll pay yours Creon…
Creon: Price my treasury, you’ll be paying me taxes but seems like you’ve paid a hefty tax there, so long Ismene. Finally at last, peace has come and the ends have justified the means of Thebes to survive. Let this be an example to all my fellow citizens of Thebes, that never should a man place his private friendship over the interest of his state, we must remain loyal to what made us, not to someone who may change us.