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Two unlucky children of these enemy families become lovers and commit suicide .
Fie , that you'll say so !
Mass , and well said .
Did he get away clean ?
My lord , I would that Thursday were tomorrow .
Go , then , for 'tis in vain To seek him here that means not to be found .
Can you do it ?
But I'll deliver Sir Andrew's challenge by word of mouth , describing Sir Andrew as courageous in battle and convincing the young gentleman that Sir Andrew is furious , impetuous , and a skilled fighter ( he'll believe me because he's young ) .
Oh , 'twill be admirable !
Give me a torch .
The curfew-bell rang .
Tell me why .
On Thursday , sir ?
I'll drink to her as long as there is a passage in my throat and drink in Illyria .
O brother Montague , give me thy hand .
O woeful , woeful , woeful day !
I remember his face well .
It's too bad their beauty fades right when it reaches perfection !
Thank you .
I am the youngest man by that name , because there is no one younger , or worse .
No .
Well , Susan died and is with God .
Who bare my letter , then , to Romeo ?
I don't want to dance .
It is "music with her silver sound" because musicians have no gold for sounding .
But to say that Tybalt's dead and then say , "Romeo has been banished." To say that is like saying that my father , my mother , Tybalt , Romeo , and Juliet have all been killed , they're all dead .
I'll drink to her as long as there's a hole in my throat and booze in Illyria .
As sweet repose and rest Come to thy heart as that within my breast .
You still haven't said anything incriminating .
Nurse !
Clubs , bills , and partisans !
I'll look to like if looking liking move .
I saw it in the orchard .
Sojourn in Mantua .
A gentleman ?
He is sure possessed , madam .
No , sir , worse off .
Hold little faith , though thou hast too much fear .
It was a painful bruise , and she was crying bitterly .
Groan ?
Nay , gentle Romeo , we must have you dance .
I have not seen such a firago .
But I'll be hanged , sir , if he wear your livery .
Should I believe that death is in love with you , and that the awful monster keeps you here to be his mistress ?
How now , gentleman ?
Tis my picture .
He speaks nothing but madman .
Come on , take us to him .
If you sink , you're dragging love down .
Delay this marriage for a month , or a week .
For Monsieur Malvolio , let me alone with him .
I don't know , and he won't tell me .
Have you completely forgotten ?
Montague !
This is the man .
Calling death "banishment , " Thou cutt'st my head off with a golden ax And smilest upon the stroke that murders me .
Wow , he's a real devil .
Was ever book containing such vile matter So fairly bound ?
Sir Toby Belch !
Thou shalt not stir one foot to seek a foe .
Soft !
I beseech you , follow straight .
Let me stand here till thou remember it .
Stay in the dark .
A false conclusion .
One fairer than my love ?
Death , that hath sucked the honey of thy breath , Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty .
I was the only one who refused to give back what I stole .
Peter , wait for me at the gate .
I hate an ungrateful man more than I hate lying , vanity , babbling , drunkenness , or any other vice that we feeble human beings are susceptible to. , Oh , my God !
Is she not proud ?
Go , write it in a martial hand .
She's not fourteen .
Once more , Cesario , Get thee to yond same sovereign cruelty .
But , I'll warrant you , when I say so , she looks as pale as any clout in the versal world .
I say , this house is as dark as ignorance , though ignorance were as dark as hell .
I've said nothing wrong .
Very sweet and contagious , i ' faith .
Art thou gone so , love , lord ?
And your horse now would make him an ass .
But you're not going to deliver it , are you ?
Oh , go away , you're a boring fool .
Here , here will I remain With worms that are thy chamber maids .
Take thou that .
Out , you baggage !
Farewell , dear Father .
Your wild actions resemble the irrational fury of a beast .
You mistake , sir .
Quarrel , sir ?
You were never with me for anything if you weren't there for the goose .
Goddammit !
Madam ?
What stunning , exquisite , and unmatchable beauty , but please , tell me if you're the lady of the house , because I've never seen her .
A contagious breath .
There stays a husband to make you a wife .
Juliet lies here , and her beauty fills this tomb with light .
Oh , that most wicked fiend !
Do you even know what you're talking about ?
No , not a sad song .
I thank thee .