Good King of Cats, nothing but one of your nine lives that I mean to make bold withal, and as your shall use me hereafter, dry-beat the rest of the eight. Will you pluck Your sword out of his pilcher by the ears? Make haste, lest mine be about your ears ere it be out.
I am for you.
Draw, Benvolio, beat down their weapons. Gentlemen, for shame forbear this outrage! Tybalt, Mercutio, the prince expressly hath Forbid this bandying in Verona streets.
Hold, Tybalt! Good Mercutio!
Mercutio is insulting Tybalt.
Hold, Tybalt! Good Mercutio!
Romeo is telling them to stop.
A plague a'both houses! I am sped. Is he gone and hath nothing?
What, art thou hurt?
Ay, ay, a scratch, a scratch, marry, 'tis enough. Where is my page? Go, villain, fetch a surgeon.
Ay, ay, a scratch, a scratch, marry, 'tis enough. Where is my page? Go, villain, fetch a surgeon.;
Romeo is in the middle of them.
Courage, man, the hurt cannot be much.
Mercutio is getting stabed.
Mercutio complaining about the injury.
Romeo saying the injury couldn't be that bad.
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