Benvolio: I pray thee, good Mercutio, let's retire. The day is hot, the Capulets abroad, andif we meet, we shall not scape a brawl
Mercutio: Come, come, thou art as hot a Jack in thy mood as any in Italy; and as soon moved to be moody, and soon moody to be moved
Enter Tybalt, then Romeo
Tybalt: Boy, this shall not excuse the injuries that thou hast done me; therefore turn and draw
Mercutio: O calm, dishonorable, vile submission! Alla stoccata carries it away
Romeo: I do protest I never injured thee, but love thee better than thou canst devise
Mercutio and Tyblat fight; Mercutio falls
Romeo: I thought all for the best
Benvolio: What, are thou hurt?
Mercutio: I am hurt. A plague o' both your houses! I am sped.
Benvolio exits with Mercutio; he returns alone
Romeo: Alive in triumph, and Mercutio slain? Away to heaven respective lenity. Now, Tybalt, tak the "villian" back again that late thou gavest me, for Mercutio's soul
Tybalt: Thou, wretched boy, that didst consort him here, shalt with him hence
Benvolio: O Romeo, Romeo, brave Mercutio’s dead!
Romeo and Tybalt fight; Tybalt falls
Romeo: O, I am fortune's fool!
Benvolio: Romeo, away, be gone! The citizens are up, and Tybalt slain
Romeo exits; Prince and Lady Capulet enter
Prince: For that offense immediately we do exile him
Benvolio: Tybalt, here slain, whom Romeo's hand did slay. Of Tybalt deaf to peace, but that he tilts with piercing steel at bold Mercutio's breast. Romeo, who had but newly entertained revenge,for, ere I could draw to part them, was stout Tybalt slain
Lady Capulet: Tybalt, my cousin! O my brother's child! O Prince!