Can’t youtake some excuse, instead of me giving you one?
Just one word with one of us? Why not add something to it? Make it a word and a blow.
You’ll find me ready enough for that, sir, if you will give me an excuse.
Good afternoon gentlemen, I would like a word with one of you
Hang out with him? Do you think we’re a musical group? If so, you’re only going to hear harsh notes from us.
Mercutio, you hang out with Romeo.
Here’s the bow for my fiddle, it’ll make you dance. By God, “consort” you say!
We’re arguing out in public. Remember the Prince’s threat. Either let’s go to some private place where we can discuss your grievances calmly and rationally, or else go our separate ways. Here everyone's looking at us.
Eyes are made to see. Let them watch
Enters Romeo
Goodbye gentlemen, here comes my man
Your man ! I’d be hanged before he would put on the uniform of your manservants. You call him your servant, your follower. Go to the dueling field; he’ll be your “follower” then. He’ll follow you onto the field to give you a proper fight. In that sense, your worship may call him your “follower.”