1:18:00
- Think'st thou we shall ever meet again?
- I doubt it not.
1:18:06
Trust me, love. All these woes
shall serve for sweet discourses...
1:18:10
- ..in our times to come.
- Ho, daughter!
1:18:16
Juliet!
1:18:28
O God!
1:18:30
I have an ill-divining soul!
1:18:32
Methinks I see thee, now thou art so low,...
1:18:34
..as one dead in the bottom of a tomb.
1:18:38
Adieu!
1:18:41
O fortune, fortune!
1:18:43
Be fickle, fortune.
1:18:45
For then I hope thou wilt not
keep him long, but send him back.
1:18:59
Thou hast a careful father, child.
1:19:01
One who, to put thee from thy heaviness,...
1:19:05
..hath sorted out a sudden day of joy,...
1:19:08
..which thou expect'st not,
nor I looked not for.
1:19:13
Madam, in happy time. What day is that?
1:19:15
Marry, my child, early next Thursday morn,...
1:19:18
..the gallant, young,
and noble gentleman, Sir Paris,...
1:19:21
..at St Peter's Church,
shall happily make thee there...
1:19:25
..a joyful bride.
1:19:31
Now, by St Peter's Church and Peter too,...
1:19:34
..he shall not make me there a joyful bride!
1:19:38
Here comes your father. Tell him so yourself.
1:19:41
How now, wife?
1:19:42
Have you delivered to her our decree?
1:19:45
Ay, sir.
1:19:46
But she will none, she gives you thanks.
1:19:50
I would the fool were married to her grave.
1:19:56
How?
1:19:57
Will she none?