Marry, bachelor Her mother is the lady of the house, and a good lady, and a wise and virtuous. I nurs'd her daughter that you talk'd withal. I tell you, he that can lay hold of her shall have the chinks.
Is she a Caplet? O dear account! My life is my foe's debt.
Ay, so I fear; the more is my unrest
Away, be gone; the sport is at the best.
Capulet says some stuff then everyone starts to make their way out since it is the end of the party.