I pray thee, good Mercutio, let's retire. The day is hot; the Capulets, abroad; And is we meet, we shall not 'scrape a brawl.
Thou art like one of those fellows that, when he enters the confines of a tavern, claps me his sword upon the table and says “God send me no need of thee!” and, by the operation of the second cup, draws it on the drawer when indeed there is no need.
Tybalt, Mercutio, Romeo, Capulets, and others
Tybalt, the reason that I have to love thee Doth much excuse the appertaining rage To such a greeting. Villain am I none. Therefore, farewell. I see thou know’st me not.
Boy, this shall not excuse the injuries That thou hast done me. Therefore turn and draw.
O calm dishonourable, vile submission! Alla stoccata carries it away. (draws his sword) Tybalt, you ratcatcher, will you walk?
Tybalt and Mercutio fight
Gentlemen, for shame! Forbear this outrage. Tybalt, Mercutio! The Prince expressly hath Forbidden bandying in Verona streets. Hold, Tybalt! Good Mercutio!
Benvolio tells Mercutio that he does not want to fight the Capulets. Mercutio tells Benvolio that he doesn't need to worry about him starting a fight, but that Benvolio should worry about himself because he has a bad temper.
Romeo, Benvolio, and Mercutio
Help me into some house, Benvolio, Or I shall faint. A plague o' both your houses! They have made worms' meat of me. I have it, And soundly too. Your houses!
Tybalt and the Capulets try to find Romeo but Romeo does not want to fight them because he is married to Juliet, which makes Tybalt his cousin. Mercutio is mad that Romeo won't fight them, so Mercutio challenges Tybalt to a fight.
Romeo and Tybalt fight
Alive in triumph—and Mercutio slain! Away to heaven, respective lenity, And fire-eyed fury be my conduct now. Now, Tybalt, take the “villain” back again That late thou gavest me, for Mercutio’s soul Is but a little way above our heads, Staying for thine to keep him company. Either thou or I, or both, must go with him.
Romeo, away, be gone! The citizens are up, and Tybalt slain. Stand not amazed. The Prince will doom thee death If thou art taken. Hence, be gone, away!
Romeo steps in between Mercutio and Tybalt fighting, and yells at Mercutio to stop. Tybalt takes advantage of this moment of distraction for Mercution, and stabs him.
The citizens begin to notice the fight
Oh, I am fortune’s fool!
Which way ran he that killed Mercutio? Tybalt, that murderer, which way ran he?
Benvolio goes to take Mercutio inside to get some help. Mercutio curses both the Montagues and the Capulets. Romeo feels terrible that his friend has been killed.
This gentleman, the Prince’s near ally, My very friend, hath got his mortal hurt In my behalf. My reputation stained With Tybalt’s slander.—Tybalt, that an hour Hath been my kinsman! O sweet Juliet, Thy beauty hath made me effeminate And in my temper softened valor’s steel!
Out of anger, Romeo fights Tybalt. Tybalt falls and dies.
Thou, wretched boy, that didst consort him here Shalt with him hence.
Romeo realizes that the citizens are beginning to notice that he killed Tybalt, so Romeo flees.