A greater power than we can contradict hath thwarted our intents. Come, come away. Thy husband in thy boson there lies dead... (V.iii.158-160)
Juliet Kills Herself
What's here? A cup closed in my true love's hand? Poison, I see, hath been his timeless end...O, happy dagger, This is thy sheath. There rust, and let me die. (V.iii.166-167, 174-175)
Montague, Capulet, and The Prince Sort Things Out
And let mischance be slave to patience.- Bring forth the parties of suspicion. (V.iii.230-231)
The friar goes into the Capulet tomb to rescue Juliet. He finds the dead bodies of Paris and Romeo. When Juliet wakes up, he urges her to leave, but she refuses.
The Friar Tells the Story of Romeo and Juliet
Juliet discovers that Romeo drank poison and killed himself. She is heartbroken and stabs herself with Romeo’s dagger.
The End of the Feud
O brother Montague, give me thy hand. This is my daughter's jointure, for no more Can I demand.
But I can give thee more, For I will ray her statue in pure gold, That whiles Verona by that name is known, There shall no figure at such rate be set As that of true and faithful Juliet.
Everyone arrives at the tomb, seeing the dead bodies. They interrogate people who were there to try and figure out how Paris, Romeo, and Juliet died.
"For never was a story of more woe, Than this of Juliet and her Romeo" (V. III. 320-321). The End.
As a main suspect, the friar is asked to tell everything he knows about the events that took place. He feels awful, and tells everyone abou how Romeo and Juliet were married, and the plan to let them be together went wrong.
Romeo, there dead, was husband to that Juliet, And she, there dead, that Romeo's faithful wife...You, to remove that siege of grief from her, Betrothed and would have married her perforce To County Paris. Then comes she to me, And with wild looks bid me devise some mean To rid her from this second marriage... (V.iii.240-241, 246-250)
Capulet and Montague are distraught over the deaths of their many family members. They realize the petty feud caused all of it, and decide to be friends in order to prevent such events in the future.
As rich shall Romeo's by his lady's lie, Poor sacrifices for our enmity. (V.iii.306-315)