"madam, your mother craves a word with you."
"marry bachelor, her mother is the lady of the house…"
"…and a good lady, and wise and virtuous. i nurse her daughter that you talk'd withal…"
"i tell you, he that can lay hold of her shall have the chinks."
"i know not."
"his name is romeo, and a montague, the only son of your great enemy."
"madam!"
"madam!"
"now by my maidenhead at twelve year old, i bade her come. what, lamb. what ladybird."
"god forbid. where's this girl?
"what, juliet!"
"your mother."