JULIET: How can you be out of breath when you have enough breath to tell me you're out of breath? The excuse you make to delay the news is longer than the news itself!
Is the news good or bad? Answer that question. Tell me if it's good or bad and I'll wait for the details. Tell me so I can be satisfied. Is it good or bad?
NURSE: Well... you've made a foolish... choice. You don't know how to... pick a man. Romeo? No, not him.
...Though his face is more...handsome than any man's, and his legs are prettier...
...And as for his hands and feet and body, they're not much to speak of, and yet they're beyond compare.
He's not the most polite person...in the world, but believe me, he's as gentle as a lamb.
Well, go your way, girl. Serve God.
Have you had lunch yet?
JULIET: No, I haven't had lunch. Everything you told me, I already knew. What did he say about marriage? What about that?
NURSE: Lord, what a headache I've got! My head pounds as if it would break into twenty pieces! My back aches, too!