Act 2. Scene Four. (Part Two)
BENVOLIO. Good God, it’s possible to do the behind-the-back shot? MERCUTIO. I hate these tools like Tybalt. Guys who think they’re hot shit and use vocab words they picked up in the one creative writing class they ever attended. Guys who put themselves up high just ‘cause they can slam a few beers, pretend to be drunk, and wear a bow tie to a party that’s not on...
Act 2. Scene Four. (Part One)
MERCUTIO and BENVOLIO enter hungover. MERCUTIO. How the fuck is Romeo still missing? Did he get some last night? Is that why he isn’t here? BENVOLIO. He didn’t make it back to the frat last night. I asked one of the scrawny pledges. MERCUTIO. Goddamnit, that slut Rosaline is going to drive him insane. I thought we had hazed the nonsense out of him by now. BENVOLIO. You know that...