OUR PLAY IS ABOUT TWO FAMILIES IN VERONA, ITALY
WHO FEUD AND FIGHT AND HATE EACH OTHER VERY BITTERLY.
FROM ONE FAMILY COMES ROMEO, FROM THE OTHER, JULIET.
THESE TWO YOUNGSTERS FELL IN LOVE THE MOMENT THAT THEY MET.
NO ONE WISHES THEM TO BE TOGETHER,
ALTHOUGH THAT IS THEIR AIM.
"I'LL LOVE ROMEO FOREVER," VOWS JULIET, "NO MATTER
WHAT HIS LAST NAME."
THEY HAVE TO MEET IN SECRET ON A BALCONY AT NIGHT.
AND THE MORE THEY FALL IN LOVE, THE MORE THEIR FRIENDS AND
FAMILY FIGHT.
IN THE END, THEY FIND A WAY TO JOIN FOREVER IN LOVE AND BLISS.
ROMEO AND JULIET DIE TOGETHER AFTER JUST ONE FINAL KISS.
I AM FOR YOU!
GENTLE MERCUTIO, PUT THY RAPIER UP.
COME, SIR, YOUR PASSADO.
TYBALT, MERCUTIO...
THE PRINCE HATH EXPRESSLY FORBID
THIS BANDYING IN VERONA STREETS.
BAH...
DIE!
( grunting and groaning... )
( audience exclaims )
BUT SOFT, WHAT LIGHT
THROUGH YONDER WINDOW BREAKS?
IT IS THE EAST, AND JULIET IS THE SUN.
HER EYES IN HEAVEN...
( thud, grunts )
( laughter )
SO BRIGHT, THAT...
BIRDS WOULD SING AND THINK IT WERE NOT NIGHT.
YES!
OKAY.
AY, ME...
SHE SPEAKS.
OH, SPEAK AGAIN, BRIGHT ANGEL.
PLEASE DON'T BE BAD, PLEASE DON'T BE BAD.
OH, ROMEO, ROMEO.
WHEREFORE ART THOU ROMEO?
DENY THY FATHER AND REFUSE THY NAME
AND I'LL NO LONGER BE
A CAPULET.
ROMEO, ALL PALE...
WHO ELSE?
WHAT?
PARIS, TOO, AND STEEPED IN BLOOD.
AH, WHAT AN UNKIND HOUR
IS GUILTY OF THIS LAMENTABLE CHANCE.
( groans )
THE LADY STIRS.
( sighs )
OH, COMFORTABLE FRIAR, WHERE IS MY LORD?
I DO REMEMBER WELL WHERE I SHOULD BE.
AND THERE I AM.
WHERE IS MY ROMEO?
COME, COME AWAY.
THY HUSBAND IN THY BOSOM THERE LIES DEAD, AND PARIS, TOO.
STAY NOT TO QUESTION, FOR THE WATCH IS COMING.
COME, GO, GOOD JULIET.
I DARE NO LONGER STAY.
GO GET THEE HENCE, FOR I WILL NOT AWAY.
OKEY-DOKEY.
WHAT'S HERE?
A CUP CLOSED IN MY TRUE LOVE'S HAND?
POISON, I SEE, HATH BEEN HIS TIMELESS END.
OH, CHURL, DRUNK ALL AND LEFT NO FRIENDLY DROP TO HELP ME AFTER?
I WILL KISS THY LIPS.
HAPLY SOME POISON YET DOTH HANG ON THEM
TO MAKE ME DIE WITH A RESTORATIVE.
OKAY, GIRLS...
THIS IS IT.
THE KISS.
YEA, NOISE...
THEN I'LL BE BRIEF.
OH, HAPPY DAGGER, THIS IS THY SHEATH.
THERE RUST AND LET ME DIE!
( screaming and groaning )
( moaning )
BRAVO!
( cheering and applause...)
I GUESS WE DID ALL RIGHT, HELGA.
I GUESS SO, EXCEPT FOR THAT DISGUSTING
KISS.
YUCK.
I PRACTICALLY THREW UP.
THEN WHY DID YOU KISS ME SO LONG?
HEY, I WAS ACTING, FOOTBALL HEAD.
I WAS JUST BEING PROFESSIONAL.
YOU THINK I WANTED TO DO THAT?
I PRACTICALLY GAGGED.
( sighs )
WHATEVER YOU SAY, HELGA.
( sighs )