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- Tybalt and Mercutio fight
- I will fight for romeo!
- So be it!
- Romeo and Tybalt fight
- I will get revenge for Mercutio!
- Then you will join him!
- Nurse tells Juliet the bad news
- Oh Romeo why must you break my heart
- Romeo has killed Tybalt and it now banished!
- Tybalt. I am on your side.[draws]Gentle Mercutio, raise thy rapier, Romeo says.Come, sir, your passado! says Mercutio.
- Nurse talks to Romeo
- Come on think of the bright side!
- Romeo. Mercutio murdered and alive in triumph?Away to heaven, respective lenity, and now I will act with fire-eyed anger!Take the "villain" back now, Tybalt.That late you gavest me, for Mercutio's soul is only a few feet above our heads, and I'm staying for your to keep him company.Either you or I, or both of us, must accompany him. Tybalt. You, wretched boy, who accompanied him here, must accompany him now.
- Romeo leaves Juliet
- I must go before it's to late!
- Nurse. The chords, ay, ay.Juliet. Ay me! What's the latest? Why are you wringing your hands?Nurse. What a day! He's gone, he's gone, he's gone!We're messed up, lady! We're messed up!It's a bad day! He's gone, he's been killed, he's been killed!Juliet. Is heaven that envious?
- Nurse disagrees with Juliet
- What? this is not like you!
- Laurence, the Friar. O terrible sin! What impolite ungratefulness!Our law labels thy fault death; but the gracious Prince, taking thy cause, hath rushed aside the law, and changed that dreadful term death into banishment.This is dear mercy, and you are not aware of it.Romeo. 'Not mercy, but pain. Every cat and dog, every little mouse, every lowly thing, lives here in heaven and may gaze upon Juliet; but Romeo may not.
- I would rather die than be banished
- Juliet. Will you depart? It is still early in the day.The dreadful hollow of thine ear was wounded by the nightingale, not the lark.She sings every night beneath the pomegranate tree.It was the nightingale, believe me, love.Romeo. There was no nightingale; it was the lark, the morning's herald. Look, sweetheart, how the separating clouds in the East are laced with envious streaks.The lights of the night have burned out, and the jocund day stands tiptoe on the misty mountain peaks.Either I leave and live, or I stay and die.
- It is not day time yet
- Nurse. I will marry, and I will do so carefully.[Exit.]Juliet. Ancient punishment! O most heinous devil!Is it more sinful to wish me forsaken, or to disparage my master with the same tongue with which she has lauded him so many times above compare? Counselor, go!From now on, thou and my bosom will be two. k I'll inquire of the friar about his medicine.If all else fails, I have the ability to die.[Exit.
- Maybe you should go marry Paris
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