Tybalt - Nephew to Lady Capulet:
Mercutio, thou consort'st with Romeo.
Mercutio - Kinsman to the Prince and Friend to Romeo:
Consort? What, dost thou make us minstrels? And thou make minstrels of us, look to hear nothing but discords.
[draws his sword]
Mercutio - Kinsman to the Prince and Friend to Romeo:
Here's my fiddlestick. Here's that will make you dance. Zounds, "consort"!
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