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- The Public place
- Benvolio, you’re one of those guys who never wants to fight but once you get drunk, you’ll fight anyone.
- Who cares?
- Uh-oh, here come the Capulets.
- Mercutio, let’s go home! I’m tired, and if we run into the Capulets They’re gonna want to fight.
- Hey, could I talk with one of you?
- Who cares if these people see it, that doesn’t bother me at all.
- Oh, you want to talk to us? What about?
- You guys shouldn’t be having this talk in public. There are too many people watching.
- Well never mind now, here comes the person I was waiting for. I hate you Romeo.
- Yes we do! You have hurt me before so now fight me back!
- I won’t fight you! You’re not worth it.
- Tybalt, I have to love you. We don’t have to fight!
- If you won’t fight him Romeo, I will. Tybalt, defend yourself!
- I have never hurt you! And I do not intend to do so now.
- Fine then, you want some of this, come get some!
- Mercutio, don’t fight.
- Ha! Look Romeo, he’s scared to fight me!
- Gimme’ your best shot.
- Benvolio, help me break them up!
- Benvolio, help me to a bed were I can rest. A plague on both your schools!
- You’ll be fine, it can’t hurt that bad. I just wanted you to stop fighting
- I’ll be ok, it’s just a little scratch.
- He stabbed me!
- Are you really hurt?