And but one word with one of us? Couple it with something. Make it a word and a blow.
Gentlemen, good e'en. A word with one of you.
ROMEO tries to break up the fight. TYBALT reaches under ROMEO’s arm and stabs MERCUTIO.
Follow me close, for I will speak to them.
Mercutio, thou consort’st with Romeo.
Consort? What, dost thou make us minstrels? An thou make minstrels of us, look to hear nothing but discords.
Here’s my fiddlestick. Here’s that shall make you dance. Zounds, “consort”!
Noble Mercutio, put your sword away.
(drawing his sword) Draw your sword, Benvolio. Let’s beat down their weapons. Gentlemen, stop this disgraceful fight. Tybalt, Mercutio, the Prince has banned fighting in the streets of Verona. Stop, Tybalt. Stop, good Mercutio.
Romeo runs from the scene after stabbing Tybalt in a fit of rage.