NURSE: Ooh...on the other side...Ah, my poor aching back!
Curse your heart for sending me all over town. I could catch my death from this...
JULIET: Believe me, I'm sorry you're in pain, sweet, sweet, sweet nurse. Tell me, what does Romeo say?
NURSE: Your love says, like an honorable gentleman, who is courteous, handsome, and, I believe, virtuous...Where is your mother?
JULIET: Where...why, she's inside, where else should she be? How oddly you reply! “Your love says, like an honorable man, ‘Where’s your mother?’”
NURSE: Holy Mary, mother of God, are you that impatient? Is this the cure for aching bones? From now on, do your messages yourself!
JULIET: You're making such a fuss. Come, what did Romeo say?
NURSE: Do you have permission to take confession today?