Grade 8 Stage Play “Romeo & Juliet” PETA in ENGLISH
Directed by Jacinda Davina A Sicat
The roles
Romeo- Christian
Juliet- Precious
Mercutio- Audrick
Dave paris & Benvolio- Vincent
Nurse- Hannah
Lady capulet- Jaja
Tybalt- Johnwell
Capulet- Mikhael
Act 1 Scene 1- Party
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NURSE
Juliet, your mother calls.
DAVE
Will you now deny to dance?
GLORIA
(whispering to Juliet)
A man, young lady, such a man.
TYBALT
What, dares the slave come hither to fleer and scorn at our solemnity? Now by the stock and
honor of my Kin To strike him dead I hold it not a sin.
CAPULET
Why how now kinsman, wherefore storm you so?
TYBALT
Uncle, this is that villain Romeo. A Montague, our foe.
CAPULET
Young Romeo is it?
TYBALT
'Tis he.
CAPULET
Content thee gentle coz, let him alone. I would not for the wealth of all this town Here in my
house do him disparagement. Therefore be patient; take no note of him.
TYBALT
I'll not endure him.
. CAPULET
He shall be endured! (slapping Tybalt viciously) What, goodman boy! I say he shall! Go to.
CAPULET
You'll make a mutiny among my guests!
CAPULET
What? Cheerly my hearts!
CAPULET
You'll not endure him! Am I the master here or you? Go to.
ROMEO
Did my heart love till now? Forswear it, sight. For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night.
ROMEO
If I profane with my unworthiest Hand This holy shrine, the gentle sin is this. My lips, two
blushing pilgrims, ready stand To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.
JULIET
Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much, Which mannerly devotion shows in [Link]
saints have hands that pilgrim's hands do touch, And palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss.
ROMEO
Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?
JULIET
(a gentle scolding)
Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer.
ROMEO
O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do, They pray: grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.
JULIET
Saints do not move, though grant for prayer's sake.
ROMEO
Then move not while my prayer's effect I take.
He kisses her.
ROMEO (CONT.)
Thus from my lips, by thine my sin is purged.
JULIET
Then have my lips the sin that they have took.
ROMEO
Sin from my lips? O trespass sweetly urged! Give me my sin again.
He kisses her.
JULIET
You kiss by th' book.
They kiss again.
NURSE
Madam, your mother craves a word with you.
NURSE (CONT.)
Come, let's away.
ROMEO
(under his breath)
Is she a Capulet?
NURSE
His name is Romeo, and a Montague, The only son of your great enemy.
MERCUTIO
Away, begone, the sport is at its best.
ROMEO
Ay so I fear,
ROMEO (CONT.)
The more is my unrest.
Act 1 Scene 2 – The death of Mercutio and Tybalt
The Roles
Romeo- Erson
Mercutio- Audrick
Tybalt- Johnwell
Benvolio- Vincent
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MERCUTIO
Thou art like one of these fellows that, when he enters the confines of a tavern, claps me his
sword upon the table and says 'God send me no need of thee!' (he hands Benvolio his gun) and by the
operation of the second cup draws him on the drawer, when indeed there is no need.
BENVOLIO
By my head, here comes the Capulets.
MERCUTIO
By my heel, I care not.
TYBALT
Gentlemen, good day. A word with one of you.
MERCUTIO
And but one word with one of us? Couple it with something. Make it a word and a...
MERCUTIO (CONT.)
...blow.
TYBALT
(furious)
You shall find me apt enough to
that, sir,
(clutching at his
side arm)
And you will give me occasion.
MERCUTIO
(a breathy, coquettish
voice)
Could you not take some occasion without giving?
TYBALT
Mercutio, thou consortest with Romeo.
MERCUTIO
Consort? What, dost thou make us minstrels? And thou make minstrels of us look to hear
nothing but discords. Here's my fiddlestick.
MERCUTIO (CONT.)
Here's that shall make you dance.
(barking at Tybalt)
Zounds,
(goading him to go
for his gun)
consort!
BENVOLIO
Either withdraw unto some private place. Or reason coldly of your grievances. Here all eyes
gaze on us.
MERCUTIO
Men's eyes were made to look, and let them gaze. I will not budge for no man's
pleasure, I.
TYBALT
Well sir, here comes my man.
TYBALT
Romeo, the love I bear thee can
afford
No better term than this:
TYBALT (CONT.)
Thou art a villain!
ROMEO
Tybalt, the reason that I have to love thee Doth much excuse the appertaining Rage To such a
greeting: villain am I none, Therefore farewell. I see thou knowest me not.
TYBALT
Boy, this shall not excuse the Injuries That thou hast done me!
TYBALT
(yelling)
Turn and draw.
ROMEO
I never injured thee, And so, good Capulet, which name I Tender As dearly as mine own...
ROMEO (CONT.)
...be satisfied.
...and throws it at Tybalt's feet.
MERCUTIO
O calm, dishonourable, vile submission!
MERCUTIO (CONT.)
Tybalt, you ratcatcher,
MERCUTIO (CONT.)
Will you walk?
TYBALT
What wouldst thou have with me?
MERCUTIO
(avoiding)
Good King of Cats, nothing but one of your nine lives.
TYBALT
I am for you.
ROMEO
Forbear this outrage, good Mercutio!
ABRA
Away Tybalt!
BENVOLIO
Art thou hurt?
MERCUTIO
Ay, ay, a scratch.
MERCUTIO (CONT.)
A scratch!
ROMEO
Courage, man. The hurt cannot be much.
MERCUTIO
'Twill serve. Ask for me tomorrow and you shall find me a grave man.
MERCUTIO (CONT.)
(through crazy laughter)
A plague o' both your houses!
MERCUTIO (CONT.)
Why the devil came you between us? I was hurt under your arm .Romeo starts to register the
panic in Mercutio's eyes.
ROMEO
I thought all for the best.
MERCUTIO
A plague o' both your houses! They have made worms' meat of me.
MERCUTIO (CONT.)
(a silent whisper)
Your houses!
BENVOLIO
Mercutio is dead!
ROMEO
Oh sweet Juliet, Thy beauty hath made me effeminate And in my temper softened valor's
steel!
ROMEO (CONT.)
Staying for thine to keep him company.
TYBALT
Thou, wretched boy, shalt with him hence.
ROMEO
(with frightening intensity)
Either thou or I, or both, must go with him.
ROMEO (CONT.)
Either thou or I, or both, must go with him.
MERCUTIO (V/O)
Why the devil came you between us?
COP
(Romeo in his sights)
Put up thy weapon.
ROMEO
O, I am fortune's fool!
Act 1 Scene 3- The wedding
The Roles
Juliet- Precious
Romeo- Christian
Frair Laurence- Mik mik chocolate powder
Nurse- Hannah
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JULIET
O honey nurse, what news?
JULIET
Nurse!
NURSE
I am aweary, give me leave awhile. Fie, how my bones ache. What a jaunce have I.
JULIET
I would thou hadst my bones and I thy news.
JULIET
Nay come, I pray thee, speak: good; good Nurse, speak.
NURSE
Jesu, what haste. Can you not staysawhile? Can you not see I am out of breath?
JULIET
How art thou out of breath when thou hast breath To say to me that thou art out of breath!
Is the news good or bad? Answer to that.
NURSE
Well, you have made a simple choice. You know not how to choose a man. Romeo? No, not
he. Though his face be better than any man's, yet his leg excels all men's and for a hand and a foot
and a body, though they be not to be talked on, yet they are past compare. He's not the flower of
courtesy, but I'll warrant him as gentle as a lamb. Go thy ways, wench, serve God. What, have you
dined at home?
JULIET
No, no. But all this I did know before. What says he of our marriage? What of that
NURSE
Lord how my head aches! What a head have I: My back -
NURSE (CONT.)
o' t'other side - ah, my back! Beshrew your heart for sending me about To catch my death
with jauncing up and down.
JULIET
I'faith I am sorry that thou art
not well.
Sweet, sweet, sweet Nurse, tell me,
what says my love?
NURSE
Your love says like an honest gentleman, And a courteous, and a kind, and a handsome,
And I warrant a virtuous - Where is your mother?
JULIET
Where is my mother? How oddly thou repliest! 'Your love says, like an honest gentleman,
"Where is your mother"'!
NURSE
O God's lady dear are you so hot? Henceforth do your messages yourself.
JULIET
Here's such a coil! COME WHAT SAYS ROMEO?
NURSE
have you got leave to go to confession today?
JULIET
I have.
NURSE
Then hie you hence to Father Laurence cell. There stays a husband to make you a wife!
FATHER LAURENCE
These violent delights have violent ends!
FATHER LAURENCE (CONT.)
The sweetest honey Is loathsome in its own deliciousness, Therefore love moderately.
FATHER LAURENCE (CONT.)
Long love doth so. Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow.
FATHER LAURENCE (CONT.)
Here comes the lady.
JULIET
Good afternoon to my ghostly confessor.
FATHER LAURENCE
(dryly)
Romeo shall thank thee, daughter,
for us both.
FATHER LAURENCE (CONT.)
Come, come, and we will make short work. For, by your leaves, you shall not stay alone Till
Holy Church incorporate two in one.
Act 1 scene 4- Fake death of Juliet
The Roles
Juliet- Precious
Balthasar- Johaness
Dave paris- Vincent
Frair Laurence- Mikhael
Romeo- Erson
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JULIET
Tell me not, Father, that thou
hearest of this,
Unless thou tell me how I may
prevent it.
FATHER LAURENCE
It strains me past the compass of
my wits.
JULIET
(desperately)
If in thy wisdom thou canst give no help Do thou but call my resolution wise, And with this I'll help it
presently!
FATHER LAURENCE
Hold daughter!
JULIET
(through tears)
Be not so long to speak. I lone to die!
FATHER LAURENCE
I do spy a kind of hope, Which craves as desperate an execution As that is desperate which we would
prevent. If, rather than marry Paris, Thou hast the strength of will to slay thyself, Then it is likely thou wilt undertake A
thing like death...
FATHER LAURENCE (CONT.)
to chide away this shame...
FATHER LAURENCE (CONT.)
No warmth, no breath shall testify thou livest. Each part, deprived of supple government, Shall stiff and stark
and cold appear, like [Link] when the bridegroom in the morning Comes to rouse thee from thy bed, there art
thou, dead. Thou shalt be borne to that same ancient vault Where all the kindred of the Capulets lie. In the meantime,
against thou shalt awake, Shall Romeo by my letters know our drift,And hither shall come. And that very Night shall
Romeo bear thee hence to Mantua.
FATHER LAURENCE (CONT.)
Take thou this vial, being then in bed, And this distilling liquor drink thou off. I'll send my letters to thy lord with speed
to Mantua.
ROMEO
How now, Balthasar?
ROMEO (CONT.)
Dost thou not bring me letters from the Priest? How doth my lady? Is my father well? How doth my lady Juliet? That I
ask again, For nothing can be ill if she be well.
BALTHASAR
Then she is well and nothing can be ill. Her body sleeps in Capels' monument, And her immortal part with
angels lives. I saw her laid low in her kindred's vault.
ROMEO
Is it e'en so?
ROMEO
Then I defy you stars.
ROMEO
I will hence tonight.
BALTHASAR
Have patience...
ROMEO
Leave me!
BALTHASAR
Your looks are pale and wild and do import Some misadventure.
ROMEO
(with cold serenity)
Tush, thou art deceived.
(a niggling thought)
Hast thou no letters to me from the Priest?
ROMEO
No matter - I will hence tonight.
ROMEO
Well Juliet, I will lie with thee tonight.
Act 1 Scene 5- The dealth of Romeo and Juliet
The Roles
Romeo- Christian
Juliet- Precious
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O my love, my wife, Death, that hath sucked the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty,
Thou art not conquered. Beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not
advanced there.
ROMEO (CONT.)
Ah, dear Juliet, why art thou yet so fair? Shall I believe that unsubstantial deathIs amorous and keeps thee
here in dark To be his paramour? For fear of that I still will stay with thee. Here, oh here Will I set up my everlasting
rest And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars From this world-wearied flesh.
ROMEO (CONT.)
Eyes, look your last. Arms, take your last embrace. And, lips, O you The doors of breath, seal with a
righteous kiss...
ROMEO (CONT.)
A dateless bargain to engrossing death.
ROMEO (CONT.)
(fighting for breath)
O true apothecary, thy drugs are quick.
JULIET
Oh Romeo, what's here?
JULIET (CONT.)
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.
JULIET (CONT.)
(a heart-broken whisper)
Thy lips are warm.
ROMEO
Thus with a kiss I die.
JULIET
Romeo. O' my true love Romeo.
She looks to the gun in his hand.
THE END
