Excerpt from Romeo and Juliet, Act 3
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Excerpt from Romeo and Juliet, Act 3, Scene 1 TYBALT 3.1.38 [to Capulets] Follow me close, for I will speak to them. [to Benvolio & Mercutio] Gentlemen, good e'en. A word with one of you. afternoon MERCUTIO 3.1.40 And but one word with one of us? Couple it with something: make it a word and a blow! something else TYBALT 3.1.42 You shall find me apt enough to that, sir, happy and you will give me occasion! if, a reason MERCUTIO 3.1.44 Could you not take some occasion without giving? make your own reason TYBALT 3.1.46 Mercutio, thou consort'st with Romeo— hang out with Romeo MERCUTIO 3.1.47 Consort! What, dost thou make us minstrels? ensemble, musicians And thou make minstrels of us, look to if hear nothing but discords. Here's my disagreement/dissonance fiddlestick! Here's that shall make you dance! (sword) Zounds, consort! my god BENVOLIO 3.1.51 We talk here in the public haunt of men. public streets Either withdraw unto some private place, Or reason coldly of your grievances, calmly discuss your complaints Or else depart! Here all eyes gaze on us. MERCUTIO 3.1.55 Men's eyes were made to look, and let them gaze. I will not budge for no man's pleasure, I! to please anyone [ROMEO enters] TYBALT 3.1.57 Well, peace be with you, sir. Here comes my man. MERCUTIO 3.1.58 But I'll be hanged, sir, if he wear your livery! damned, manservant's uniform Excerpt from Romeo and Juliet, Act 3, Scene 1 Marry, go before to field, he'll be your follower! to a dueling field, follow you Your Worship in that sense may call him "man"! manservant TYBALT 3.1.61 2 1 Romeo! The love I bear thee can afford _ hate : I have so little love for you No better term than this: Thou art a villain! all I can say is this ROMEO 3.1.63 Tybalt, the reason that I have to love thee Doth much excuse the appertaining rage rage you deserve To such a greeting. Villain am I none. for Therefore farewell. I see thou know'st me not. TYBALT 3.1.67 Boy, this shall not excuse the injuries That thou hast done me. Therefore turn and draw! ROMEO 3.1.69 I do protest I never injured thee, But love thee better than thou canst devise imagine Till thou shalt know the reason of my love. until you learn And so, good Capulet, which name I tender care for 2 5 As dearly as mine own, be satisfied. my MERCUTIO 3.1.74 O calm, dishonorable, vile submission! what a Alla stoccato carries it away! [draws his sword] let the best fencer win Tybalt, you ratcatcher, will you walk? filthy cat, come here TYBALT 3.1.76 What wouldst thou have with me? MERCUTIO 3.1.77 Good King of Cats, nothing but one of your nine lives that I mean to make bold withal, beat and as you shall use me hereafter, drybeat the if you offend, beat rest of the eight! Will you pluck your sword out of his pilcher by the ears? Make haste, scabbard, hurry lest mine be about your ears ere it be out! or else mine will cut off your ears Excerpt from Romeo and Juliet, Act 3, Scene 1 TYBALT before yours is out I am for you. [draws his sword] I am ready for you 3.1.84 ROMEO 3.1.85 Gentle Mercutio, put thy rapier up! sword, away MERCUTIO 3.1.86 Come, sir, your passado! best stroke [They fight] ROMEO 3.1.87 Draw, Benvolio, beat down their weapons! disarm them Gentlemen, for shame, forbear this outrage! stop Tybalt! Mercutio! The Prince expressly hath 5 2 Forbidden bandying in Verona streets! this bandying , fighting Hold, Tybalt! Good Mercutio! [draws and tries to disarm them] [Tybalt stabs Mercutio] [A CAPULET Away, Tybalt!]+ 3.1.92 MERCUTIO I am hurt. 3.1.93 + A plague o' both [your] houses! I am sped. death to both your families, done [Tybalt & Capulets exit] Is he gone and hath nothing? without a scratch BENVOLIO What, art thou hurt? 3.1.96 MERCUTIO 3.1.97 Ay, ay, a scratch, a scratch. Marry, 'tis enough. Where is my page?—Go, villein, fetch a surgeon! [Page exits] servant ROMEO 3.1.99 Courage, man, the hurt cannot be much. MERCUTIO 3.1.100 No, 'tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a church door, but 'tis enough, 'twill serve. Ask for me tomorrow, and you shall find me a grave man. I am peppered, I warrant, for this world. A plague o' both finished, swear your houses! Zounds, a dog, a rat, a mouse, a cat, to damn scratch a man to death! A braggart, a rogue, a villain, Excerpt from Romeo and Juliet, Act 3, Scene 1 that fights by the book of arithmetic! Why the devil came you between us? I was hurt under your arm! ROMEO 3.1.109 I thought all for the best. MERCUTIO 3.1.110 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, I've had it And soundly too. Your houses! thoroughly [All exit but Romeo] ROMEO 3.1.114 This gentleman, the Prince's near ally, close relative My very friend, hath got his mortal hurt2 fatal, wound1 In my behalf. My reputation stained With Tybalt's slander. Tybalt, that an hour for Hath been my cousin! O sweet Juliet, Thy beauty hath made me effeminate weak And in my temper softened valor's steel! BENVOLIO [reenters] 3.1.121 5 O Romeo, Romeo, brave Mercutio's dead! That gallant spirit hath aspired the clouds, risen to heaven Which too untimely here did scorn the earth. soon, leave ROMEO 3.1.124 This day's black fate on more days doth depend: will have consequences 2 1 This but begins the woe others must end. what other days [TYBALT reenters] BENVOLIO Here comes the furious Tybalt back again! 3.1.126 ROMEO 3.1.127 1 Alive , in triumph! And Mercutio slain! killed Away to heav'n, respective lenity, respectful mercy 1 2 And fireeyed fury be my conduct now!— fire and , guide Now, Tybalt, take the "villain" back again that insult 3.1.130 Excerpt from Romeo and Juliet, Act 3, Scene 1 That late thou gave'st me, for Mercutio's soul lately Is but a little way above our heads, Staying for thine to keep him company! waiting for your soul Either thou, or I, or both, must go with him! go with him to heaven TYBALT 3.1.135 Thou, wretched boy, that didst consort him here, kept company with him here Shalt with him hence! shall be with him from now on ROMEO This shall determine that! 3.1.137 [They fight. Romeo kills Tybalt] BENVOLIO 3.1.138 Romeo, away, be gone! The citizens are up, and Tybalt slain. people are coming, killed Stand not amazed! The Prince will doom thee death dazed, sentence If thou art taken! Hence, be gone, away! go away ROMEO 3.1.142 O, I am Fortune's fool! fate's plaything .