While Juliet rushes quickly through the house at the insistence of the nurse, Romeo turns around halfway down the Capulets' driveway and says to himself, "Do I have the courage to go while my love is still here? She may be a Capulet... but I love her." Romeo takes one look at Mercutio and Benvolio, too involved in themselves to care about Romeo, runs up to the wall separating the driveway from the backyard and garden, and tries to climb it.

Mercutio, who joined Benvolio and Romeo a few minutes after they left, was talking to Benvolio, discussing the party.

"Okay Mercutio, you know you could have been arrested."

"Yea I do, but that's what makes it fun!"

"It wasn't fun for the rest of us to see you, naked and on all of the Capulets' TVs around the house!"

"Well, maybe not for you, but the ladies sure did like what they saw. Especially Mrs. Capulet. Of course, with a husband like she has, I can't blame her."

"Mrs. Capulet's a slut Mercutio. She even looks at Paris as a piece of meat and he's supposed to be for her daughter. Word has it that she was pregnant with Juliet out of wedlock."

"Well Benvolio, not all of us can be prefect little Catholics like you."

"I'm not a prefect Catholic. I've done bad stuff, like sex and stuff like that, not like prefect virgin Romeo. Speaking of him, where is he?"

Mercutio turns around and looks for Romeo, not seeing him, he turns to Benvolio and shrugs his shoulders. Benvolio, panic spreading fast across face, starts screaming Romeo's name.

"ROMEO!!!!!!! ROMEO!!!!!!!! WHERE ARE YOU?!"

"Benvolio, Romeo's a smart kid. He's probably home right now, sleeping in his bed."

"Mercutio, he's my cousin and his parents trusted me to take care of him! If I return home without him, I'll be in serious trouble."

Benvolio turns just in time and sees a dark figure about Romeo stature, jump down into the garden from the Capulets' wall.

"There I saw him! He jumped over the wall! Call to him Mercutio, he listens more to you then me!"

"Fine. ROMEO! MADMAN! PASSION! LOVER! Come back here! Speak to me! -- Fine, if your not gonna talk back to me, I'll just talk to you, 'bout Rosaline. Her bright eyes, her high forehead, her red lips, her fine feet, her straight legs, her trembling thighs,... the area beside her thighs..."

"MERCUTIO!"

"What?"

"If he hears you say that, he'll be angry."

"Dude, what I'm sayin' won't make 'im angry! He'd be angry if I said loudly I was naked before her, like this: 'I SHOWED MY NAKED SELF TO YOUR LOVE, THE ONLY ONE FOR YOU, ROSALINE!' That would make him angry. The things I said wouldn't have mad him angry."

"Why did you have to say that for?"

"To lure him out of the Capulets' garden."

"Man, he's not comin' out. Fine. IF YOUR LOVE IS SO BLIND IT HAS TO STAY IN THE DARKNESS, SO BE IT!"

"Benvolio, he'll come out. The Capulets have fine medlar trees. He'll sit under them and come back out soon."

"Medlar trees?"

"Trees that bear open-arse fruits. He'll sit under the trees, look at the fruits and wish his Rosaline was one of those fruits that look like the female genitalia. He'll think to himself, "I wish Rosaline was that fruit and that I was the Popperin pear, so that way I might 'pop in her'. Come on Benvolio, let's go."

"Yea your right. Can I go to your house and spend the night. I figure I'll be out of a house tonight after I tell Mr. And Mrs. Montague that I lost their son."

"Sure, we'll tell them that he's at my house."

Benvolio nods to Mercutio and they both head toward Mercutio's house. Unbeknownst to them, Romeo heard every word they said to him. He laughs at them a little and makes his way through the garden and to the backyard.