The town where nobles have their country houses...
Neo Verona's so unsettled lately, we should be able to take our time!
I know, let's throw a party at your family's house, William, and invite lots of guests!
Why does the old man have to come too?
Would you be quiet for a moment?!
I can't make the plot come together at all!
Can I write it? If I change the setting, can I write it then?
Not some comedy where men and women switch places and flirt around!
Not some tragic historical play!
A pure and simple love story!
Can I write it?
So boring.
Hurry up and get there!
It said to return to the mine?
Yes.
What?
According to the Grand Duke's messenger, no one from this mine will...
...be allowed to enter the city.
Damn!
We're all past the point of exhaustion.
We're nearly out of food.
Stop, Giovanni!
Yet, you still want us to go back?!
Returning is dangerous.
We don't know when the ground will crumble, as it did before.
But we cannot enter Neo Verona!
If there's nowhere to go,
we can only die out here...
Shall we try making one?
A place for ourselves.
A little further on, there should be an abandoned village.
Let's till the fields and make a living there.
Are you serious?
Conrad!
Lady Juliet!
I'm glad to see you well.
You as well, Conrad...
And your wounds? Have you recovered?
Yes. I haven't quite recovered yet, but there's no longer any need for you to worry about me.
You... Don't tell me you're Odin?
Why are you in drag of all things?
What are you talking about?
This is her true form.
Then... "Juliet" must be...
Forgive me. I never told you.
Unbelievable! Honestly?! You're really Juliet?!
Yes, yes.
Stop making such a fuss, Emilia.
You're one of those who've helped hide the Capulet girl for all these years.
Don't say that!
Lady Juliet.
Take this.
Lady Portia entrusted this to me for you.
The weight of this sword...
This time, I know I've truly taken it into my hand.
Conrad.
Yes, my lady.
So as not to cast shame on this sword, entrusted once more to me,
I will no longer run.
Step in, I'll lower the price for you!
Welcome!
Come in!
This is heavy!
Of course it is,
so many people arrived all at once.
What? You want to make a girl carry things?
I thought girls were cuter and kinder than this...
Did you say something?
No, nothing at all.
Him!
What? Camillo is in Mantua?
Yes.
What's wrong?
Juliet...
Did something happen?
Antonio says he caught sight of Camillo in Mantua...
The night we rallied together...
He was the man who informed us that Montague would leave the Keep with only a small guard.
There's no doubt that Camillo was leaking information about us.
Is he trying to snare us again?
I wonder.
At any rate, we need to find out what he's doing.
Wait! I'll come as well.
It's been a while.
We'd like to have a nice, long chat with you.
You...!
The Capulet...!
A rude bunch.
Barging right into someone else's house.
Tybalt! Why are you here?
Save me, T-Tybalt!
Sneaking around like a sly rat...
Y-Y-You...!
Would you dare to go as far as killing your own parent?!
Parent?
Meddle any further in this,
and I'll kill you.
Scram!
What's the meaning of this?
Is that man your father?
Who are you...?
Wait!
Tybalt,
I'm coming in.
This is... Father...
Mother...
Why would a portrait of the Capulets be here?
You've grown up, Juliet Fiammatta Asto Capulet.
Did we meet when we were children?
Tybalt, are you a Capulet?
Is that why you've helped me so many times?
Painted there, in the right-hand corner, is my mother.
But,
my father...
My father is...
Leontes Bando...
Montague.
You're...
...Montague's son?
Montague courted my mother and discarded her.
Afterwards, he married Romeo's mother.
My abandoned mother already carried me in her womb.
She died soon upon giving birth to me.
Because no one knew what Montague would do if he learned of me,
I was given into Camillo's care and brought up in this mansion.
Although I ran away when I was fifteen.
That's why you've hated Montague?
Yes. I know not why he approached the Capulets,
but he used my mother.
Then he killed your parents and your kin, and took the seat of Grand Duke.
While Montague lives, neither yours nor my parents' ghosts...
...can rest in peace.
This golden statue of the Goddess...
...was created as a prayer for the eternal prosperity of our capital, Neo Verona.
Is it truly made entirely of gold?
It's wonderful, Your Excellency!
How beautiful its face is!
Please enjoy at your leisure.
Mistress Farneze.
It was very well received.
However, Your Excellency, will the uneasiness of the people truly be quelled by a goddess of gold?
As strict as ever.
That reminds me, is your son well?
He never tires of writing three-penny plays.
My House is entailed from mother to daughter,
so I let him do as he wishes, but...
We both suffer for our sons, don't we?
But in times to come,
the young will be the ones to build up Neo Verona.
That is true.
Then I will bid you good evening.
At my age, the night breeze is not so kind.
Lady Ariel! Are you leaving already?
Nothing less expected from the head of such a distinguished House.
They're definitely a breed of their own.
Is this fine?
I believe House Farneze is said to side with the Capulets.
No wonder. You don't intend to raise a hand against the mistress of such a powerful, prestigious House.
After all, kill her and the unrest will spread.
By the way, I came down to speak to you about something.
Would you take my son Mercutio as an adopted son of your own?
He adores you.
In other words, he'll walk the same path as you.
Over the years, I've pulled strings here and there to have all who knew of your origins disposed of.
All of this, just for you.
Please consider it.
There is a story.
It goes that Montague is not a nobleman at all,
but the son of a prostitute.
Here. Take these outside and polish them, would you?
Okay.
Montague! I've brought Mercutio.
My apologies for having kept you waiting.
Mercutio, from tonight onwards, you are the Grand Duke's son!
Do your best to serve him well.
I am honored!
I'm depending on you, Mercutio.
Yes, Your Excellency-
No, I shall call you Father from now on!
What a glorious day!
Shall I bring wine?
Good idea!
No.
It's been a long time. What do you say to some sword practice, Titus?
That would better suit my mood tonight.
Weren't you quite skilled in your youth?
Is that true, Father?
Yes...
Mercutio, a sword.
Yes, sire.
Don't ridicule me!
I won't come here twice!
Out of my way. Move!
Montague, leave off!
I'm afraid not!
G-Grand Duke?!
You've insulted me.
Insinuating I would've asked you to dispose of any such-
B-But it's true! All those who knew about you, I made arrangements-
The past means nothing...!
Don't die, mother.
Your father...
was a nobleman, you know.
And a Capulet, even...
If the world was right, you and I...
could live at ease in the noble's quarter.
It should... have been...
Mother...
Mother!
Capulet!
I did it all...
I did it all for you!
I will destroy... the Capulet House!
That man.
For the sake of his own ambitions, he became adopted son to the Montagues.
He poisoned their heir,
and became head of the Montague Family.
Then, he courted my mother.
I will have you leave the stage!
Titus!
I will make him regret the things that he's done!
M-Mercutio!
F-Father!
I won't forgive him!
By whatever means, I will destroy Montague!
Wait!
You look like him.
You look like Montague.
Will you still adore me?
Will you?
Y-Yes!
I will... adore... you.
Then kneel.
Here, before me.
Remember this:
If you serve an ambition,
the things that move the world are terror and hatred!
You can dispose of the rest.
What did you just say?
Do you not hate him?
The man who killed your family for his own ambitions?
Because I love.
Because I came to love his son, Romeo,
there is no longer any hatred within me.
The springs run dry.
The flowers fade.
The earth laments.
You are filthy.
I am the Duke of Neo Verona!
Bury your past; confirm what's gone by.
See in each other a desire for what has yet to come.
Long have you lived beneath clouds.
What you seek is a blue sky,
and a short period of quiet before the dawn.
Next time, Romeo and Juliet, Act Eighteen:
"Aspiration" ~In Each Heart~
Is this truly a love that shall never bear fruit?