SARAH: Hello, Juliet.
JULIET: Hi, Sarah. I'm assuming I'm here because I'll be waking up in the tomb pretty soon.
SARAH: That's right. We've arrived at that time.
JULIET: And?
SARAH: And—Well, I just want to say, you know this job isn't always easy. You've been wonderful. Absolutely wonderful. A real pleasure. And I want you to—
JULIET: I wake up, right?
SARAH: Yes, yes. You wake up. And you even remember exactly what's supposed to be happening.
JULIET: Supposed to be? Is the Friar not there? Is Romeo not there?
SARAH: Yes. The Friar is there.
JULIET: And, what does he say?
SARAH: I'm so sorry. He tells you that Romeo is there, in the tomb. But that Romeo is dead. Paris is there too, also dead.
JULIET: What? Dead? Romeo? And Paris? What?
SARAH: I'm so sorry, dear. And there's more bad news. The cemetery guards are fast approaching. All of this destruction will soon be discovered. The Friar has to leave immediately. This was his plan, after all. If you can leave now, he'll take you to a nunnery.
JULIET: A nunnery? Are you kidding me? Who am I, Ophelia? No, the Friar can go. There's no place for me but here.
SARAH: Yes, well, the sounds of the guards are getting closer. So the Friar rushes off. Are you sure you don't want to go with him?
JULIET: How did he die? Romeo, how did Romeo die?
SARAH: He appears to have poisoned himself.
JULIET: Poison? What? How?
SARAH: I'm so sorry.
JULIET: Do you have it? The poison. Can I see it?
SARAH: Uh, no. No I don't have it, and even if I did, I wouldn't give it to you. Certainly not. I know what you are thinking. Besides, the vial of poison is empty. All gone.
JULIET: That was mean of him. No friendly drop left to help me.
SARAH: Juliet. Juliet, are you really so sure, so quickly that you want to follow him in death?
JULIET: I want to kiss him. Can I kiss him?
SARAH: Well, I don't see why not. Yes, you can kiss him. But you're not fooling me. There's no poison left on his lips, either. But not to worry. The guards will be here soon, and you'll be rescued.
JULIET: The Watchmen are almost here. Then I'll be brief.
SARAH: Oh, no. No, no, no, put that down. Juliet. Where's the sheath?
JULIET: My body will be this dagger's sheath. There it can rust and let me die.
SARAH: Juliet. Let's talk through this. You have options, Darling. Juliet? What is it? I'll never get used to this moment. It's so terribly sad.