JULIET: Oh, shut the door, and after you shut it, come weep with me!
This is beyond hope, beyond cure, beyond help!
FRIAR LAWRENCE: Oh Juliet, I'm already aware of your sad situation. It's a problem too hard for me to solve. I hear you must marry this count on Thursday...
...And nothing can prevent it.
JULIET: Don't tell me you've heard about this marriage, Friar. Unless you can tell me how to prevent it. If you in your wisdom can offer no help, then give my solution your approval...
And I'll solve the problem myself with this dagger.
God joined my heart to Romeo's. you joined our hands.
And before I'm married to another man, I'll kill myself.