I pray thee, good Mercutio, lets retire. The day is hot, the Capulets aboard. And if we meet, we should not scape a brawl, For now, these hot days, is the mad blood stirring. 3.I. 4
Nay, an there were two such, we should have none shortly, for one would kill the other. 3. I. 15
By my head, here come the Capulets. 3.I.35
By my heel, I care not. 3.I.36
Mercutio, thou consortest with Romeo. 3.I.45
Tybalt and Mercutio continue arguing until Romero arrives, Romeo try's to truce with Tybalt, but he will not have any of it, which leads to Mercutio and Tybalt fighting. This leading to Mercutio getting hurt.
I am hurt. A plague o' both your houses! I am sped, Is he gone and hath nothing? 3.I.89-91
Courage, man. The hurt cannot be much. 3.I.95
This day's black fate on more days doth depend; This but begins the woe others must end. 3.I.120
Mercutio has died and now Romeo is mad and wants to get revenge on Tybalt for killing his best friend.
Here comes the furious Tybalt back again.
Tybalt comes back and Romeo is angrier than ever, they fight and Romeo kills Tybalt.
O' I am fortune's fool! 3.I.138
Romeo, away, be gone! The citizens are up, and Tybalt slain. Stand not amaz'd. The Prince will doom thee death if thou art taken. Hence, be gone, away!
Juliet is devastated about the death of Tybalt but she is also worried sick about Romeo. She barely found out by the nurse that Romeo has been basnished and she longs to see him before he has to leave.
Hie to your chamber. I'll find Romeo to comfort you. I wot well where he is. Hark ye your Romeo will be here at night. 3.2.143