George Cukor's Romeo and Juliet, death scene

 
 

PARIS 

Sweet flower, with flowers thy bridal bed I strew,-- 

O woe! thy canopy is dust and stones;-- 
 

[Enter ROMEO and BALTHASAR, with a torch]
 

ROMEO 

...upon thy life, I charge thee, 

Whate'er thou hear'st or seest, stand all aloof, 

And do not interrupt me in my course....
 

BALTHASAR 

I will be gone, sir, and not trouble you. 
 

ROMEO 

So shalt thou show me friendship. Take thou that: 

Live, and be prosperous: and farewell, good fellow. [BALTHASAR exits]

Thou detestable maw, thou womb of death, 

Gorged with the dearest morsel of the earth, 

Thus I enforce thy rotten jaws to open, [opens tomb]

And, in despite, I'll cram thee with more food! 
 

PARIS 

Stop thy unhallow'd toil, vile Montague! 

Can vengeance be pursued further than death? 

Condemned villain, I do apprehend thee: 

Obey, and go with me; for thou must die. 
 

ROMEO 

I must indeed; and therefore came I hither. 

...I beseech thee, youth, 

Put not another sin upon my head, 

By urging me to fury...

Stay not, be gone; live, and hereafter say, 

A madman's mercy bade thee run away. 
 

PARIS 

I do defy thy conjurations, 

And apprehend thee for a felon here. [They fight, and PARIS is slain]
 

ROMEO 

...O, give me thy hand, 

One writ with me in sour misfortune's book! 

I'll bury thee in a triumphant grave; 

A grave? O no! a lantern, slaughtered youth, 

For here lies Juliet, and her beauty makes 

This vault a feasting presence full of light.

Death, lie thou there, by a dead man interr'd. [laying PARIS in the tomb]

...O my love! my wife! 

Death, that hath sucked the honey of thy breath, 

Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty: 

Thou art not conquered; beauty's ensign yet 

Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, 

And death's pale flag is not advanced there. 

...Ah, dear Juliet...I still will stay with thee; 

And never from this palace of dim night 

Depart again...here 

Will I set up my everlasting rest, 

And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars 

From this world-wearied flesh. Eyes, look your last.

Arms, take your last embrace. and, lips, O you 

The doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss 

A dateless bargain to engrossing death. 

Come, bitter conduct, come, unsavoury guide. 

Thou desperate pilot, now at once run on 

The dashing rocks thy sea-sick weary bark.

Here's to my love. [Drinks]

O true apothecary! 

Thy drugs are quick. Thus with a kiss I die. [Dies]
 

[Enter FRIAR LAURENCE with lantern into the tomb]
 

FRIAR LAURENCE 

Romeo! [stumbles over sword]

Alack, alack, what blood is this...

What mean these masterless and gory swords 

To lie discolored by this place of peace? [discovers ROMEO's body]

...Ah, what an unkind hour 

Is guilty of this lamentable chance! 
 

JULIET 

[waking] O comfortable friar! where is my lord? 

I do remember well where I should be, 

And there I am. Where is my Romeo? 
 

FRIAR LAURENCE 

...Lady, come from that nest 

Of death, contagion, and unnatural sleep: 

A greater power than we can contradict 

Hath thwarted our intents. Come, come away. [gestures to ROMEO's body]

Thy husband...there lies dead; 

...Stay not to question, for the watch is coming; 

Come, go, good Juliet, 

I dare no longer stay. 
 

JULIET 

Go, get thee hence, for I will not away. [Exit FRIAR LAURENCE]

O churl! drunk all, and left no friendly drop 

To help me after? I will kiss thy lips; 

Haply some poison yet doth hang on them...

Thy lips are warm....
 

WATCHMAN 

[VO] Lead, boy: which way? 
 

JULIET

Yea, noise? then I'll be brief. O happy dagger! 

This is thy sheath; 

There rust, and let me die. [dies]
 

[Enter Watchmen and guards]
 

WATCHMAN

[seeing the two bodies] Raise up the Montagues.