Romeo (Pacing around the room): If my dreams are true, good news is on its way. I’ve been anxious all day, I had a dream that Juliet found me dead. What a weird dream. Im starting to turn into a necrophiliac. (Laugh Track) She brought me back to life with a kiss and I rose from the dead and was an emperor. How amazing that would be to actually have the girl I love.
Romeo: Well? Any good news? What Balthasar? How is Juliet? Does Friar have any letters for me? How’s Juliet? Is my father doing okay? How is Juliet?
Balthasar: She is fine now. She sleeps in her casket, and she lives with the angels in heaven. I saw her buried in her family’s tomb, and so I came to tell you the news. I’m sorry for bringing this awful news. It’s my job, sir.
Romeo: Are you serious? Give me a pen and paper, and hire an Uber. I’m going to Verona.
Romeo: You’re wrong. Leave me alone and let me do what I need to do.
Balthasar: Are you crazy? You’re going mad. Stay here and cool down.
Romeo: I will be with Juliet no matter what. There’s a drug dealer down the street who sells poison. He’s poor and miserable and in his 40s and will most definitely take my money for one of those bottles. (Laugh Track)
Romeo (pounding on the door): Open up!
Apothecary: Who in the world is yelling so loud? (cheering)
Romeo: Get over here. You’re poor. Give me a bottle of poison and I’ll give you one grand.