Reputation Stain'd

[IVY]
Will I see you later?

[JASON]
Yeah, I think so

[IVY]
Try again...

[JASON
Yes, you'll see me later

[IVY]
Okay, I won't ask when
But I'm free tonight, just so you know

[PETER]
Where were you last night?
I waited up...

[JASON]
I crashed at Ivy's

[PETER]
Oh really?

[SISTER CHANTELLE]
Ok, people, let's get amateur hour started
Peter, you have been staring at me all day
Now, I love you to pieces, honey, but I'm off the market
Places for the fight scene

[MATT]
Romeo, the love I bear thee can afford
No better term than this, thou art a villain

[JASON]
Tybalt, the reason that I have to love thee
Doth much excuse the appertaining rage to such a greeting
Villain I am none, farewell
I see thou knowst me not

[PETER]
Calm dishonorable, vile submission

[JASON]
Gentle Mercutio, put thy rapier up

[SISTER CHANTELLE]
Ivy, run the next scene—oh, and Nadia, an answer to your question
At no point does the nurse slap Juliet

[NADIA]
Alack the day, he's gone, he's killed, he's dead

[IVY]
Can heaven be so envious? Hath Romeo slain himself?

[JASON]
Courage, man, the hurt can not be much

[PETER]
Why the devil came you between us?
I was slain under your arm

[NADIA]
Shame come to Romeo

[IVY]
Blistered be thy tongue for such a wish

[IVY]
He was not born to shame

[JASON]
I thought for all the best

[IVY]
Oh what a beast was I to chide at him
[NADIA slaps IVY]
[NADIA]
I just really think there's a slap there...

[MATT]
Alive in triumph, and Mercutio slain

[Matt and Jason begin to fight for real]

[MATT]
Faggot

[JASON]
What'd you call me?

[SISTER CHANTELLE]
Hey you two! Where do you think you are? Public school? Everybody out

[Everyone exits but Peter and Jason]

[PETER]
What was that about?

[JASON]
I don't know...

[PETER]
Well, listen, I had the craziest dream or- vision last night. I saw the virgin Mary and she was... black, and she had these...angels who were her backup singers... And anyway, she told that I needed to tell my mother about us, so—what are you doing for spring break?

[JASON]
Right... let's go. We're gonna be late for class

[PETER]
Jason, stop, listen to me

[JASON]
What? You're kidding, right?

[PETER]
No. I need to tell her, I need her to know
And I need you there when I do it

[JASON]
Yeah, yeah, let's tell your mother, so she can call my mother who'll immediately tell my dad, and the two of them can rush down here to conference with Father. Then, maybe, I can ask Notre Dame for a leave of absence while I deal with a sexual identity crisis, or maybe...maybe my dad will just beat the shit out of me and then disown me. Yeah, smart money says that's his first move! Sure, yeah, let's tell her, when do we leave?

[PETER]
Jason, I can't deal with this anymore! I mean, you're all I have, don't you get that? And, I have to talk about it...I almost told the priest in confession the other day

[JASON]
You what? Are you out of your mind?

[PETER]
Jason, maybe this doesn't have to be such an issue. Look, in three months, we'll be out of here where it won't be a problem

[JASON]
No, Peter, this is always gonna be a problem

[PETER]
What are you saying?

[JASON]
This...us...whatever...it needs to stop