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Two households, both alike in dignity.
In fair Verona, where we lay our scene.
[Cheering] -Go Brandon!
[Various sports talk]
Go, go, go!
Ugh, come on Xan. You're going the wrong way.
[Various sports talk mixed with cheers from the crowd]
Come on!
From forth the fatal loins of these two foes A pair of star-crossed lovers take their life.
Son.
Rebellious subjects, enemies of peace.
Throw your mistemper'd weapons to the ground, and hear the sentence of your moved dean.
If any member of either of your houses, should subject our Greek system to any further shame and dishonor, he shall be banished.
Expelled immediately from his fraternity and this university.
Let your houses be forewarned.
Where the hell were you?
[In the background] That's good; leaning forward, leaning forward. Nice. Forward, smile, smile...
Smile. Good, good, good....Perfect, perfect. Great. Beautiful, beautiful, lean forward a little bit? A little forward. Nice.
-I don't like being a spy.
-He's their new star player. The more dirt we get on Brandon Crane, the better.
[laughs] Unless, you want to be hazed with the rest of your brothers.
How do you like the taste of peanut butter out of an *** crack?
-Are you holding out on us? -Nope, Brandon hasn't pinned me yet.
-Well why not? You're like the Barbie and Ken of Verona County since high school.
-I don't know. I guess he's just waiting for the perfect moment
[Various encouragements to finish the drink]
[Knock on door]
-Wooooooooo, ah!
-Your parents are right there. -Makes the taste that much better.
[disproving sigh] -Oh c'mon, lighten up. Let's go.
-Who is that?
If he looks once. Ah, he's curious.
Twice, he's...interested.
He doth teach the torches to burn bright!
Did my heart love till now? Forswear it, sight! For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night.
-...that is him/that is Xan. -I've already welcomed him to our house.
-His death. I won't tolerate this intrusion. -You will tolerate it. Nothing is more important than the survival of our charter.
-It's a shame.
Me you shall feel while I am able to stand, and 'tis known I am a pretty piece of flesh.
-Will we wait? -Xan's not coming back. -I always knew he's break up the band.
-You found me!
-You shouldn't be here.
-That which we call a rose. -You're a gamma?
-If I profane with my unworthiest hand, this holy shrine. -This holy shrine
-Are you a freshman? -Yes, I am a freshman. And I know all the lines.
-The gently sin is this. My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand -To sooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.
-Who are you? -Come with me. I'll show you.
-Trinity roof. Tomorrow, noon. -Will though leave me so unsatisfied?
-Goodnight. -A thousand times, goodnight.