- Juliet: Oh, Gnomeo, Gnomeo, are we really doomed to never see each other again? Why must you wear a blue hat? Why couldn't it be red like my father, or green like... like a leprechaun... or purple like, ummm, like some weird guy - I mean what's in a gnome? Because you are blue, my father sees red, and because I am red, I am feeling blue. Oh, at any rate that shouldn't be the thing to keep us apart, should it?
- Gnomeo: No, no, it shouldn't! I couldn't have said it better myself!
- Juliet: Oh, my giddy aunt, did you just hear all that? What are you doing here?
- Gnomeo: I don't know! I just wanted to, uh
- [Gives a nervous chuckle]
- Gnomeo: , I just wanted to see you again!
- Juliet: Are you crazy? If my dad finds you he'll bury you under the patio!
- Gnomeo: 'Finds me', are you joking? 'Stealth' is my middle name!
- [Steps on the button which sets off a display of bright lights]
- Lady Bluebury: My, your tulips are looking a little limp this year, aren't they?
- Lord Redbrick: Oh! I don't like what you're incinerating.
- Lady Bluebury: The proper word is "insinuating", illiterate.
- Lord Redbrick: I am not illiterate! My parents were married!
- Fawn: [Looking at the graffitied well] Why would anyone do this to Tybalt?
- Red Good Gnomes: Because nobody likes him!
- Lord Redbrick: [On the Blue gnome who infiltrated the Red garden] When I find him, he'll be sleeping with the fishes!
- [Cut to Gnomeo and Shroom sitting at the bottom of the pond]
- Featherstone: [Indicating Shroom] He followed your scent all the way from the alley, and he doesn't even have a nose
- [lowers his voice]
- Featherstone: I checked.
- Lord Redbrick: You are delicate!
- Juliet: [Turns and faces her father] I'm not delicate!
- [kicks her tulip off the pedestal]
- Nanette: [Removes the tulip from her mouth] She's definitely not delicate!
- [Juliet is worried someone may have heard the collapse of the log pile]
- Gnomeo: It's alright - nobody lives here.
- Juliet: Then why are you whispering?
- Gnomeo: Why are you whispering?
- Juliet: [Spotting something behind Gnomeo] Wow - look at that!
- [Runs towards it]
- Gnomeo: I guess we're finished with the whispering thing!
- Lord Redbrick: [Turning away from the wrecked pedestal] I'm sorry about your son
- Lady Bluebury: I'm sorry about your daughter
- Lord Redbrick: [Steps forward and holds out his hand] This feud...
- Lady Bluebury: Is over.
- [Takes his hand]
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