Romeo slew Tybalt, Romeo must not live.
Prince. Romeo slew him, he slew Mercutio;
Who now the price of his dear blood doth owe?
Montague. Not Romeo, prince, he was Mercutio's friend;
His fault [concludes] but what the law should end,
The life of Tybalt.
Prince. And for that offence
Immediately we do [exile] him hence.
I have an interest in your hate's proceeding,
My blood for your rude brawls doth lie a-bleeding;