Act I Scene iii
Capulet's House
(Lady Capulet, playing Harvest Moon on Nintendo, and Nurse)
Lady Capulet- (distractedly) Nurse! Go fetch- (curses)- Juliet! (more cursing) Stupid game! Stupid flowers are wilting!
Nurse- I, umm, don't know where she is. (calls out door) JULIET!
Sarah- (offstage )My name's not Juliet, it's Sarah! (runs and trips down well) (sounds offstage of screams and barking)
Nurse- Hey, look, she seems busy. Let's let her be.
Sarah- Help! Lassie! Help me!
Lassie- (bark)
Sarah- Good! Go get help! (mutters to herself )Good thing the well is dry…
Lassie- (runs away and comes back with a bucket of water)
Sarah- No! Lassie, stop! (glug) STUPID DOG!
Lassie- (dumps bucket of water down well)
Sarah- Lassie, GO HOME!
(Back to Nurse and Lady Capulet)
Nurse- (sigh ) I remember when she was a wee little thing… She fell on her face once. It was funny.
Capulet- I really - (frantically mashing buttons) - don't care.
Nurse- I'll bet all my teeth Juliet is not yet fourteen. (pause) Of course, I only have four teeth.
Capulet- Juliet is thirteen.
Nurse- No, I said four teeth
Capulet- Thirteen!
Nurse- Four teeth!
Capulet- (glares at Nurse, forgetting game) Thirteen!
Nurse- FOUR TEETH!
Capulet- No! It's –
(Enter Sarah, dripping wet with miniature border collie following)
Sarah- (pant) How now? (huff) Who calls? (pant)
Capulet- Aww… I lost my game… All the flowers wilted… (clears throat) Juliet, Paris wants to marry you. What say you? He really is very handsome, like a block of wax! In fact, I would marry him, were I younger…
Sarah- First of all, my name is Sarah. You should know you gave it to me. Second, I'm only thirteen! Boys are icky!
Capulet- Whatever. (goes back to game)
Nurse- You should go to the tea party and meet him there.
Sarah- (whine) Aww, I hate parties. Dancing's dumb. I'll write a hundred page essay instead. I'll wear a scarf!
Lady Capulet- It's a flower party and we'll give you some chocolate of you go along with a leather watch.
Sarah- Oooh, chocolate! (thinks) Sure I'll go! And a NEW leather watch! I LOVE leather! (aside) I must think of ways to get out of this… I could say I was sick, or… (mutters)
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