Storyboard Act 3, Scene 1
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- Tybalt, you rat-catcher, will you go fight me?
- What do you want from me?
- Come on, sir, perform you forward thrust, your passado.
- I'll fight you
- I've been hurt. Did he get away clean?
- Have courage, man. The would can't be that bad.
- RUNNN!!
- "(draws his sword) Tybalt, you ratcatcher, will you walk? What wouldst thou have with me? Nothing but one of your nine lives, Will you pluck your sword out of his pilcher by the ears?" (III.i.142)
- It's time for rage to guide my actions. He's waiting for you to keep him company on the way up.
- You hung out with him here, and you're going to go heaven with him.
- "I am for you. (draws his sword) Gentle Mercutio, put thy rapier up. Come, sir, your passado. (Mercution and Tybalt fight)" (III.i.142)
- This fight will decide who dies.
- "I am hurt. Is he gone and hath nothing? What, art thou hurt? Ay, at, a scratch, a scratch. Courage, man. The hurt cannot be much." (III.i.144)
- Romeo, get out of here. The citizens are around, and Tybalt is dead.
- "Thou, wretched boy, that didst consort him here Shalt with him hence. This shall determine that." (III.i.148) (Same evidence as next)
- "Thou, wretched boy, that didst consort him here Shalt with him hence. This shall determine that." (III.i.148)
- "Romeo, away, be gone! The citizens are up, and Tybalt slain. Stand amazed. The Prince will doom thee death If thou art taken. Hence, be gone, away! (III.i.148)
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