Sampson: My Naked Weapon Is Out. Quarrel!
Sampson: My Naked Weapon Is Out. Quarrel!
Sampson: My Naked Weapon Is Out. Quarrel!
Sampson: Let us take the law of our sides; let them begin
Lets take our rules from our sides.
Gregory: I will frown as I pass by, and let them take it as they list.
I will be mad when I pass by you.
Sampson: No, sir, I do not bite my thumb at you, sir; but I bite my
thumb, sir.
No, I don’t insult you sir. But I do insult.
Abram: No better.
No better.
Tybalt: What, are thou drawn among these heartless hinds? Turn thee,
Benvolio! Look upon thy death.
Your going with these mean people? Look! Look at your death.
Tybalt: What, drawn, and talk of peace? I hate the word as I hate hell,
all Montagues, and thee. Have at thee coward! [they fight]
[Enter several of both houses, who join the fray; then enter Citizens
and peace Officers, with clubs.]
Why are you talking of peace? I hate that word as I hate hell,
all Montagues, and you. Lets go coward!
Lady Montague: Thou shalt not stir one foot to seek a foe.
[Enter Prince Escalus, with attendants. At first no one hears him]
You won’t go after just one bad guy.
Here were the slaves of your master. Who, it won’t hurt at all,
Hissed at him with evil while we were exchanging punches,
came more and more, and they fought on section and section,
till the prince came, who separated both sides.