*Enter Capulet, Lady Capulet, and
I
Paris*
Capulet: Things have fall out. She
loved her kinsman Tybalt dearly, And
so did I. Well, we were born to die.
It’s very late, she’ll not come down
tonight.
Paris: These times of woe afford no
time to woo. Madam, good night,
commend me to your daughter
Lady Capulet: I will
Capulet: Sir Paris, I will make a
desperate tender of my child’s love.
(Looks at Lady Capulet) wife, You go
to her bed. Acquaint her of Paris’
love.
*exits Lady Capulet*
Capulet: But soft! What’s day is this?
Paris: Monday, my Lord.
Capulet: Monday! Well, Wednesday is
too soon. What about Thursday?
Paris: My Lord, I would that Thursday
were tomorrow.
Capulet: Thursday, then.
*Exits Capulet and Paris* *Enter
Romeo and Juliet above at the
window*
Juliet: Will thou be gone? It’s not yet
near day.
Romeo: Look, love, I must be gone
and live, or stay and die.
Juliet: Yon light is not a daylight.
knot it. Therefore stay. Thou not need
to be gone.
Romeo: I have more will to stay than
to go
*Enter Nurse*
Nurse: Madam!
Juliet:: Nurse?
Nurse: Your mother is coming to your
chamber. (Exit)
Juliet:: Then, let let day in, and let life
out.
Romeo: Farewell, Farewell my love.
(he goes down)
Juliet: Love, I must hear from thee
everyday in the hour, For a minute
there are many days.
Romeo: Farewell! I will omit no
opportunity. (Exits)
Lady Capulet: Daughter, are you up?
Juliet:Who is it that calls? Is it my lady
mother? Is she not down so late, or
up so early?
*enters Lady Capulet*
Juliet: Mother, I am not feeling well.
Lady Capulet: Evermore weeping for
your cousin’s death?
Juliet: Some grief shows much love,
But much grief shows still some want
of wit.
Lady Capulet: Well, thou weep is not
so much for his death, as the villain
lives which slaughtered him.
Juliet: What villain, madam?
Lady Capulet: The same villain,
Romeo.
Juliet: Yet, no man like him doth
grieve my heart. Oh, how my heart
abhors to hear his name. To wreak
the love I bore my cousin, Upon his
body that slaughtered him!
Lady Capulet: Find thou the means
and I’ll find such a man. But now I’ll
tell the good news.
Juliet: What are they?
Lady Capulet: Thou Has a careful
father, child. One who put thee from
thy heaviness. He sorted out
sudden day of joy.
Juliet: When?
Lady Capulet: next Thursday morning.
The young and noble gentleman, The
County Paris at Saint Peter’s Church.
Make thee there a joyful bride.
Juliet: He shall not make me his bride.
Tell father I will not marry yet. And
when I do, I swear it shall be Romeo,
whom you know I hate rather than
Paris. This are news indeed!
Lady Capulet: here comes your father.
You go tell him yourself. And see how
he will take it at your hands
*Enter Capulet and Nurse*
Capulet: So worthy a gentleman to be
her bridegroom?
Juliet: Not proud. Proud I can never
be of what I hate, But thankful even
for hate, is meant love. Father, I am
on my knees, hear me with patience
but to speak a word.
Capulet: You disobedient wretch! I’ll
tell you what: go to that church on
Thursday, or never speak, reply, and
talk to me.
Nurse:God in heaven! You are to
blame, my lord, to rate so.
Capulet: Hold your tongue. Go
prudence, smarter with your gossip.
Nurse: I speak no treason.
Capulet: Utter your gravity of gossip
bowl, for here we do not need it.
(looks at Juliet) Disobey me and you
shall not live here. Thursday is near.
I’ll give you to my friend, and you will
not stave in the streets. (exit)
Juliet: Mother, Delay this marriage for
a month, or a week. Or if you don’t,
make the bridal bed in the monument
where Tybalt lies.
Lady Capulet: Do not talk to me for I’ll
not speak a word. Do as thou will, for
I have done with thee.
*Exits Juliet, Lady Capulet and Nurse*
*Enter Friar Laurence and Paris*
Friar Laurence: On Thursday sir? The
time is very short.
Paris: My father Capulet will have it
so.
Friar Laurence: You say you don’t
know the lady’s mind.
Paris: Immoderately she weeps for
Tybalt’s death.
Friar Laurence: I would I knew not.
Look sir, here she comes.
*Enters Juliet*
Paris: Happily met, my lady and my
wife!
Juliet: That may be, sir, When I may
be a wife.
Paris: On the next Thursday.
Juliet: What must be shall be.
Paris: You come to confess to this
father?
Juliet: To answer that, I should
confess to you.
Paris: Do not deny to him that you
love me.
Juliet: I will confess to you that I love
him.
Paris: So will ye, I am sure that you
love me.
Juliet: If I do so, it will be more of
price, being spoken behind your back,
than to your face.
Paris: Thou wrong ‘st it. More than
tears, with that report.
Juliet: That is no slander, sir. And
what I spake, I spake it to my face.
Paris: Thy face is mine, and thou has
slanderes it.
Juliet; It may be so, for it is not mine.
(looks at Friar) Are you at leisure
father?
Friar Laurence: My leisure serves me,
pensive daughter, Now. (looks at
Paris) My Lord, we must have some
time alone.
Paris: God shield I should disturb
devotion! Juliet, on Thursday early
will I rouse ye. (exits)
Friar Laurence: Juliet, I do spy a kind
of hope. But you must be willing to
risk your very life.
Juliet: I would rather leap off any
tower than marry Paris.
Narrator: Friar said: Go home, and be
merry. Tomorrow is Wednesday.
Tomorrow night, when you are alone
in bed, take this vial and drink it.
Instantly, all life will leave you. You
will have no pulse, no warmth, and no
breath. This death will last 2 and 40
hours, and then you will awake from
a pleasant sleep. When they come to
awake you on Thursday morning, as
far as they know you will be dead. In
the meantime, I will get a letter off to
Romeo telling him of our plan. He will
sneak back here, we will watch you
wake in your tomb, then Romeo will
take you to Mantua where you shall
live happily ever after. Just then,
Juliet take the vial and went straight
home. (Exit Juliet)
Friar Laurence: Who can I get to
deliver this important message to
Romeo? I need someone intelligent.
*Enters Messenger*
Messenger: Messenger for hire!
Messenger for hire!
Friar Laurence: You there!
Nurse: Juliet, You need to wake up…
Oh my Lord! Help! Help! My lady’s
dead! Help! *Curtain olose*
*enters Romeo* *Enters Balthasar*
Romeo: Are you so thin and full of
wretchedness, yet scared to die?
Famine is in your cheek. The world is
not your friend nor the world’s law.
Be not poor, and break the law for
this. (hands the money)

Messenger: Yes sir?

Apothecary: My poverty and not my
Romeo: News from Verona! Balthasar,
will, consents
Did the friar send me some letters? Is
my father well? How doth my Juliet?
Friar Laurence: Have you messaged
Don’t mke me ask again.
before?
Romeo: I pay Thy poverty, and not
thy will.

Balthasar: Romeo… Her body sleeps

Messenger: Yes sir. I messaged for
in Capel’s monument. I saw her laid
the great Capulet.
low in her kindred’s vault. O, Pardon *Apothecary gives the poison to
me for bringing these ill news. Romeo* *Curtain close*

Friar: Good. You must know young

Romeo.
Romeo? Is that even so?… Are there *Enters Messenger*
letter for me from the Friar?

Messenger: Yes sir.

Messenger: I’m looking for Lord
Balthasar: No, my good lord. Romeo.

Friar Laurence: Take this message to

Romeo right away.
Messenger: Yes Sir. Right away.
*Exit Both* *Enter Nurse and Juliet*
Nurse: Goodnight. Go to your bed
and rest. (exit)
Romeo: No matter. Hire post-horses, I Servant: He’s gone.
will hence tonight. *Exits Balthasar*
Well, Juliet.. I will lie with you tonight.
As to the mean, I will not wonder long.
Messenger: Gone?
I do remember an apothecary who
lives not far from here. *Exit* *Re
enters Romeo*
Servant: And in great haste. Back to
Verona. What purpose had you with
him?
Romeo: Apothecary! *Curtain open*
Messenger: Nothing now.
Apothecary: Who call so loud?

Juliet: Farewell. God knows when we

shall meet again. (Takes out her vial)
What if the mixture doesn’t work at
all?
Servant: You’ve had a wasted
Romeo: I see that your poor.
journey.

Shall I be then tomorrow morning? O,

no, this shall forbid it. Romeo, I come!
To this I drink to thee! (drinks the vial
and falls) *Curtain close*
Capulet: Nurse! (enters nurse) Go
wake Juliet up. I’ll go chat with Paris.
The bridegroom he is come already.
(Exit)
Nurse: Juliet! Juliet! Wake up! Young
Paris is here. *Curtain open*
Apothecary: There’s no crime in that
Messenger: Who can say? God’s ways
are hard for us to penetrate. *Exit
servant and messenger*
Romeo: Nor pleasure, neither. Now,
listen, I seek a kind of poison so
powerful that swallowed in one dram,
*Re-enter romeo* Enters Paris*
it stops a man, drops him in his tracks.
Paris: Banished Romeo Montague,
Balthasar: I have such mortal drugs.
Who murdered Juliet’s cousin, Noble
But Mantua’s law is death to any man
Tybalt causing her the gruef that took
who issues them.
her to the grave. And now he comes
to desecrate the dead. Leave them to
heaven and attend to me. We need
must fight, for you are bound to die.
(Charge the sword)
Romeo: The very reason why you find
me here.
Paris: I am Count Paris, And I here
defend the grave of she who should
have been my bride.
Romeo: Oh good gentle youth, tempt
not a desperate man. Put not another
sin uon my head by urging me to fury.
Oh, fly hence, be gone, survive.
Paris: What? Should I buy this proof
of your concern? Or is a Montague
afraid to fight? *Pushes Romeo*
*Romeo Charges the sword and they
fight* *Paris falls and die*
Romeo: May God bless you, Paris.
*Exit*
Balthasar: Friar! Friar Laurence!
*Curtain open*
Friar Laurence: What brings you here
at dead of night?
Balthasar: My care for one you love.
The good lord Romeo awaits by
Juliet’s tomb. All full of woe.
Friar Laurence: Why talk of woe? Say
rather joy.
Balthasar: How joy, when all his love
and life are in grave?
Friar Laurence? Did he not recieve my
letter? *Curtain close* *Curtain
open**Re-enter romeo*
Romeo: oh my love, My wife, It is
time to join you in all eternity. (holds
the pioson) I will stay with thee and ---THE END---
never from this palace of dim night
depart again.(looks at the poison)
Come bitter conduct. Come unsavory
guide. (opens the poison) Here’s to
my love. (Drink the poison) *Juliet
awakes*
Romeo: Juliet
Juliet: Romeo *Romeo falls, Juliet
cathces romeo) No, No, No. My
beloved husband lies here dead.
(Grab romeo’s dagger) Oh, Happy
dagger, This is thy sheath. (stab
herself) There rust, and let me die.
*falls* *Curtain close*
*Curtain opened, reveals the citizen
of Verona, Prince, The Montagues,
and The Capulets*
Prince: We now know how this
sorrow came about. And pardon all
the player in their end.
Friar Laurence: Their own forbidden
love did murder them.
Prince: Yet can we take a lesson from
their deaths? Capulet, Montague.
(They both step forward) See what a
scourge is laid upon your hate. That
heaven finds means to kill your joy
with love.
Capulet: Oh dearest Montague.
(Lends his hand. Montague take it
and they hug)
Narrator: The sun, for sorrow, will not
show his head. And joy with all the
grieving for the dead. For never was a
story of more woe than this, Of Juliet,
and her Romeo.
*Montague walks between Romeo
and juliet. Grabs their hand. He put
Juiet’s Hand above Romeo’s hand*
*Curtain close