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both alike in dignity,
In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,
From ancient grudge, break to new mutiny;
From forth the fatal loins of these two foes,
A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life
A dog of the house of Capulet moves me!
The quarrel is between our masters
And us their men!
A pretty piece of flesh I am...
Quarrel, I will back thee.
Do you bite your thumb at us, sir?
Is the law on our side if I say aye?
You know not what you do!
Put up thy swords!
What, art thou drawn among these heartless hinds?
Turn thee, Benvolio, and look upon thy death!
I do but keep the peace: Put up thy sword,
Peace? Peace? I hate the word, As I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee.
Boy looking shocked
Tybalt doing his vest scene
Tybalt shooting at Sampson and Gregory
Rebellious subjects! Enemies to peace!
Throw your mistempered weapons to the ground!
Three civil brawls, bred of an airy word
O, where is Romeo?-saw you him today?
Underneath the grove of sycamore
So early walking did I see your son.
Black and portentous must this humour prove,
Why, then, O brawling love, O loving hate!
O anything, of nothing first create!
O heavy lightness! serious vanity!
Mis-shapen chaos of well seeming forms!
Come, madam, let's away.
Good morrow, cousin
Is the day so young?
But new struck cuz.
Was that my father that went hence so fast?
What sadness lengthens Romeo's hours?
Not having, that which having, makes them short.
Out of her favour where I am in love.
Should, without eyes, see pathways to his will!
In sadness, cousin, I do love a woman.
No such sight to be shown,
My child is yet a stranger in the world
Let two more summers wither in their pride
Ere we may think her ripe to be a bride
Younger than she are happy mothers made.
I bade her come, God forbid!
Madam, I am here, what is your will?
The valiant Paris seeks you for his love.
Verona's summer hath not such a flower
Nay bigger! Women grow by men!
Juliet cannot believe how her mother acts
Speak briefly, could you like of Paris' love?
I'll look to like
If looking liking move,
But no more deep will I endart mine eye,
Than your consent gives strength to make it fly.
Go! I will follow thee.
Juliet is frustrated with her mom
Go girl, seek happy nights to happy days.
Juliet looks happy now
Juliet looking around
Juliet thinking what to do
Juliet looking up
Juliet looking at the fireworks
Angel, hold onto me...
Juliet daydreaming on her balcony
Fireworks at Sycamore Grove
I dreamt a dream to-night.
O, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you.
She is the fairies' midwife,
I fear to early: for my mind misgives
Some consequence yet hanging in the stars
Shall bitterly begin his fearful date with this night's revels
And expire the term,
Of a despised life, clos'd in my breast,
The Party begins...
Thy drugs are quick
Romeo doesn't feel so good
Romeo sees the fishtank
Romeo looking at the fish
Juliet sees Romeo
Romeo and Juliet first see each other
Juliet cannot believe how cute Romeo is (neither can I)
Juliet in awe
Looking through the tank
Love at First Sight
Another aquarium photo
A really beautiful picture of the aquarium scene.
Beautiful picture of Romeo
Will you now deny to dance?
A man, young lady, such a man!
Juliet dancing with Paris
Another dance pic
Juliet still dancing
Paris kisses her hand
She can't believe he did that
She looks over his shoulder...
What, dare that slave come hither, to flee and scorn at our solemnity?
Did my heart love till now?
Forswear it, sight!
For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night.
Romeo sees Juliet (he looks so niele!)
If I profane with my unworthiest hand,
My lips, two blushing pilgrims,
Ready stand to smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss
Paris looking like a dork
Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much,
Which mannerly devotion shows in this;
For saints have hands, that pilgrim's hands do touch
And palm to palm is holy palmers kiss.
Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?
Aye, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer.
O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do;
They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.
Saints do not move, though grant for prayers sake.
Then move not while my prayers effect I take.
Thus from my lips, by thine, my sin is purg'd.
Then from my lips the sin that they have took
Sin from my lips?
O, trespass sweetly urg'd!
Give me my sin again!
You kiss by the book
Smoochin' in the elevator...
Still smoochin' in the elevator...
Huggin' in the elevator...
Madam! Your mother craves a word with you!
Nurse pulling Juliet up the stairs
Juliet glances back
Is she a Capulet?
His name is Romeo, and he's a Montague!
The only son of your great enemy!
Juliet in shock
Juliet realizes what's wrong
Juliet trying to see Romeo
Juliet watching Romeo leave
Romeo watching Juliet as he leaves the party
My Only Love Sprung From My Only Hate!
Too early seen unknown and known too late!
I will withdraw...
Ah me! Romeo, O Romeo! Wherefore art thou Romeo?
Deny thy father and refuse thy name;
Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love;
'Tis but thy name that is my enemy;
Thou art thyself not a Montague.
It is not hand, nor foot, nor arm, nor face, nor any other part belonging to a man
O, be some other name!
What's in a name??
That which we call a rose by any other word would smell as sweet
O Romeo, doff thy name! (Julieet, beehiind youuu! little Scream humor there)
Ah, they fall in the pool
Juliet suddenly at attention!
Juliet smiling at the guard
Juliet watching the guard for Romeo
Romeo splurts out the pool water
If they see thee, they will murder thee.
I have night's cloak to hide me from their eyes. But thou love me?
Let them find me here.
My life were better ended by their hate,
Than death porouged, wanting of thy love.
Thou knowst the mask of night is on my face,
Fain would I dwell on form, fain, fain, deny what I have spoke:
but, farewell compliment.
Dost thou love me?
O gentle Romeo, if thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully
Lady, by yonder blessed moon I swear
May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet,
O, wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied?
What satisfaction canst thou have tonight?
The exchange of thy love's faithful vow for mine.
I gave thee mine before thou dids't request it!
Three words dear Romeo and goodnight indeed,
If that thy bent of love be honourable, thy purpose marriage,
By and by, I come!
By and by I come!
To cease thy strife, and leave me to my grief
Tomorrow will I send!
A thousand times goodnight!
Romeo! At what o'clock tomorrow shall I send to thee?
I will not fail, 'tis twenty years til then.
Juliet gives her necklace to Romeo
Parting is such sweet sorrow that I shall say good-nite til it be morrow.
Claire being interviewed outside the church
Claire and Leo hugging while all wet
Leo crouched and all wet
Leo and Claire with the Shakespeare statue
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