Tybalt

    Tybalt played an important role in the play.  Tybalt was nephew to Lady Capulet and cousin to Juliet.   His character or personality, was very explosive and hot.  Whenever someone messed with him, or offended him, he really desired to get in a fight with such a person.   But, the hate he felt for the Montagues, can be described as greater than Lord and Lady Capulet felt, as he disliked whoever had affinity to his enmity.  Therefore, Tybalt, in most cases, was the cause for the fights between the two family structures.
    Tybalt played an important role in several parts in the play, as well as showing his hot-tempered personality.  The first place where he gave us the impression that he was always looking for a fight, was in the beginning of the play (Act I, Scene 1).  Here, he gets involved in the servant's fight, and soon wants to combat Benvolio.

Enter TYBALT

TYBALT:  What, art thou drawn among these heartless hinds?
                    Turn thee, Benvolio, look upon thy death.

BENVOLIO:  I do but keep the peace: put up thy sword,
                        Or manage it to part these men with me.

TYBALT:  What, drawn, and talk of peace! I hate the word,
                    As I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee:
                    Have at thee, coward!

              They fight

    The second evident place where Tybalt shows that he has a very bad humor, and no spirit of peace and fraternity was in the Capulet party (Act I, Scene 5).  In such a party, Tybalt discovers that his enemy Romeo, from the Montague family structure, was present in his family's party.  This caused great anger on Tybalt, who thought Romeo was offending and scorning at the solemnity of the festival.  In order to take revenge on such an offense, Tybalt quickly decided to get his sword and fight Romeo, but fortunately, he was stopped by Lord Capulet, who said that Romeo was doing no harm.  Tybalt resisted his Uncle's decision for a while, but then gave in, but not totally, as he said that such an intrusion would not go by without notice.

TYBALT:  This, by his voice, should be a Montague.
                    Fetch me my rapier, boy. What dares the slave
                    Come hither, cover'd with an antic face,
                    To fleer and scorn at our solemnity?
                    Now, by the stock and honour of my kin,
                    To strike him dead, I hold it not a sin.

CAPULET:  Why, how now, kinsman! wherefore storm you so?

TYBALT:  Uncle, this is a Montague, our foe,
                    A villain that is hither come in spite,
                    To scorn at our solemnity this night.

CAPULET:  Young Romeo is it?

TYBALT:                                        'Tis he, that villain Romeo.

CAPULET:   Content thee, gentle coz, let him alone;
                       He bears him like a portly gentleman;
                       And, to say truth, Verona brags of him
                       To be a virtuous and well-govern'd youth:
                       I would not for the wealth of all the town
                       Here in my house do him disparagement:
                       Therefore be patient, take no note of him:
                       It is my will, the which if thou respect,
                       Show a fair presence and put off these frowns,
                       An ill-beseeming semblance for a feast.

TYBALT:  It fits, when such a villain is a guest:
                    I'll not endure him.

CAPULET:  He shall be endured:
                      What, goodman boy! I say, he shall: go to;
                      Am I the master here, or you? go to.
                      You'll not endure him! God shall mend my soul!
                      You'll make a mutiny among my guests!
                      You will set cock-a-hoop! you'll be the man!

TYBALT (grumbling):  Why, uncle, 'tis a shame.

CAPULET:                                                                    Go to, go to;
                       You are a saucy boy: is't so, indeed?
                       This trick may chance to scathe you, I know what:
                       You must contrary me! marry, 'tis time.
                       (To Guests) Well said, my hearts! (To Tybalt) You are a princox; go:
                       Be quiet, or-- (To Servants) More light, more light! (To Tybalt) For shame!
                       I'll make you quiet. (To Guests) What, cheerly, my hearts!

TYBALT:  Patience perforce with wilful choler meeting
                    Makes my flesh tremble in their different greeting.
                    I will withdraw: but this intrusion shall
                    Now seeming sweet convert to bitter gall.

    One other major place where Tybalt once again fails, and looses his temper and sense, was in the fight that he provoked in Act Three, Scene 1.  In such a scene, Tybalt is looking for a fight with Romeo, in order to take revenge from the party's event (illustrated above).  As soon as he finds Romeo, he wills to begin the combat.   But, Romeo, had just married Juliet, and was now kinsman to Tybalt (who did not know about anything), causing him not to want to fight with his relative.  Tybalt, who did not understand Romeo, soon gave up fighting the lad, as Mercutio was provoking him since the beginning of the scene.  The fight, caused Tybalt to slay Mercutio, who died after a few moments.  Mercutio's death, caused great wrath on Romeo who took revenge by fighting and killing Tybalt.  That was the end of the King of Cats (as Mercutio called him).