Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It is the east...
- I dreamt a dream tonight. - And so did I.
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon...
Come, go with me.
Dares that slave come hither to fleer and scorn at our solemnity?
By giving liberty unto thine eyes. Examine other beauties.
Go forth! I will back thee!
If that thy bent of love be honourable, thy purpose marriage...
She speaks.
O swear not by the moon...
Three words, dear Romeo, and good night indeed.
Thus from my lips, by thine, my sin is purged.
...should without eyes see pathways to his will.
True.
A right good marksman! And she's fair I love.
In sadness, cousin, I do love a woman.
... from ancient grudge break to new mutiny...
...send me word tomorrow, by one that I'll procure to come to thee...
... in fair Verona, where we lay our scene...
O that she knew she were.
...for that which thou hast heard me speak tonight.
...but to rejoice in splendour of mine own.
Then she hath sworn that she will still live chaste?
In bed asleep, while they do dream things true.
I am a pretty piece of flesh!
Oh!
Good night. Good night.
...from those bloody hands throw your mistemper'd weapons to the ground!
But thou love me...
Nurse, where's my daughter? Call her forth to me.
What's Montague?
- No better? - Uh... uh...
You have dancing shoes with nimble soles. I have a soul of lead.
If my heart's...
Amore! Amore!
Why, how now, kinsman! Wherefore storm you so?
Grr!
Like Rosaline and thee
I gave thee mine before thou didst request it!
Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, and I'll no longer be a Capulet.
ugh!