SARAH: Lady Capulet, it's quite late in the night, or rather very early in the morning, when you go to visit your daughter in her room and find to your alarm that she's not asleep in her bed. 

LADY CAPULET: I know. What are you thinking, Darling? You should be asleep. 

JULIET: I don't feel good. 

LADY CAPULET: She's still very sad about the death of her cousin Tybalt. 

SARAH: Yes. Well, among other things. Isn't that right, Juliet? 

LADY CAPULET: No amount of weeping will bring him back, sweetie cakes. Though it's an awful thing, it is, it's terrible, you have to let it go. Some grief shows much of love, but much grief shows still some want of wit. 

SARAH: It's natural to feel sad when you lose someone you love, but too much sadness—

LADY CAPULET: Well, it just makes you look dumb. 

JULIET: But feeling this big of a loss, I feel like I could weep forever. 

LADY CAPULET: Yes, you feel the loss, but the person that you're crying for can feel nothing. They're dead. Zilch. It's not so much Tybalt that she's crying about. It's because the villain who killed him is still alive. 

JULIET: Villain? What villain? 

LADY CAPULET: That awful Romeo. 

SARAH: Yes, Juliet. How do you feel about that villain Romeo? 

JULIET: God forgive him. I know I do. With all my heart. And yet no man can make me feel sad like he does. 

LADY CAPULET: That is because he is a murderer. And he's still out there walking around. The rat. 

JULIET: And I wish that no one could lay their hands on him but me. 

LADY CAPULET: Oh, well, don't worry. I have a plan. I know where they've taken him. And I figured out a way to have him poisoned. Yes, nice. It's very painful actually. It rips them up from the inside. It's a little awkward to watch. But that will make you feel better, Darling. 

SARAH: But Lady Capulet, the Prince's verdict was exile, not death. Surely you're not considering taking the law into your own hands, now? 

LADY CAPULET: Isn't that sweet. A death for a death, Sarah. That is the law of any feud. You should've seen what they did to my cousin—

JULIET: She's right, Sarah. 

SARAH: She is? A death for a death? 

JULIET: Yes. And I will never be satisfied with Romeo until I see him. 

LADY CAPULET: See him? 

JULIET: Dead. Until I see him dead. Mother. Give me the poison, and I will take it to him. I can't bear even hearing his name and not being able to go to him. I just want to take the love I have for Tybalt, and just take it out on Romeo, you know? 

SARAH: Yes, I see what you mean. But talk of revenge is not really why you've come by Juliet's room, is it Lady Capulet? 

LADY CAPULET: Oh, you're so right, Sarah. No, we really shouldn't talk about the good news. 

JULIET: Some good news would be wonderful. What is it? 

LADY CAPULET: Well, you know how your father always has your best interests at heart? Well, he feels terrible about how sad you've been. So he's arranged for a day of sudden joy to snap you out of it. It's something that neither one of us could have predicted. 

JULIET: I can't imagine. What day is that? 

LADY CAPULET: Thursday. 

JULIET: Thursday. What day is today? 

SARAH: It's Monday. Monday night, early Tuesday morning. 

JULIET: So the day after tomorrow. So? What's happening? What is he planning? 

LADY CAPULET: On Thursday morning, we will take you to St. Peter's Church, and there the young gallant noble gentleman Paris will make you his blushing bride. Isn't that a wonderful, Darling? 

SARAH: What are you thinking, dear? 

JULIET: By the name of St. Peter and his church, Paris will not make me his joyful bride. Really, Mom? Right now? What's the big hurry? I haven't even been on a date with him. I would rather marry Romeo than Paris. And you know how much I hate him. 

LADY CAPULET: Well. I tried. You're going to have to talk with your father. 

SARAH: Funny you should say that, that's exactly what happens next.