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Meg:Heaven help me could it be--? |
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No it couldn't possibly- |
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Christine:Sorry do i--? |
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Meg:Yes i think you do! |
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Christine:Have we--? |
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Meg:Go on take a guess! |
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Christine:Wait - it can't be! is it--? |
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Meg:Yes! |
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Christine:Oh my god i can't believe it's you! |
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Meg:Look at you christine! |
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Regal as a queen and beautiful! |
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Christine:Meg and you as well! |
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I could hardly tell it's you--! |
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(they embrace.) |
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Meg and christine:My dear old friend! |
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Can't believe you're here old friend! |
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Christine:After all this time! |
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Meg:So glad you came! |
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Christine:You look... sublime! |
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Meg:You look the same! |
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Meg and christine:My sweet old friend |
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Never thought we'd meet old friend! |
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Christine:Look at you a star! |
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Meg:And you a wife! |
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Meg and christine:And isn't life a splendid thing? |
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Christine:And here we are-- |
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Meg:Too see the sights! |
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Christine:And sing. |
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Meg (taken aback):To... sing? |
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Christine:And of course as a treat for my son. |
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meg meet gustave... |
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Meg (ignoring the boy):Who hired you to sing here? |
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(raoul enters and walks stunned toward meg...) |
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Raoul:You! |
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(... and right past her astonished at another figure who has just appeared.) |
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Madame giry (stunned):It can't be you! |
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Raoul:Is this a jest? |
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Madame giry:How can this be? |
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Raoul:We've come to work. |
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Madame giry:At whose request? |
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Raoul (producing an envelope):The contract's here. |
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Madame giry (snatching it from him):I want to see! (opens skims)My god the price. |
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Raoul:It's rather high. |
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Madame giry:Why it's absurd! |
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Raoul:Oh yes i know. |
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Inform your boss that By the by |
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The fee goes up Or else we go. |
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Raoul and madame giry:My dear old friend |
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Here's how things appear old friend- |
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Madame giry:He who pays the bill- |
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Raoul:Times two or three. |
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Madame giry:Be sure he will. |
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Raoul:And handsomely. |
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Raoul and madame giry:And dear old friend |
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Now that we are clear old friend- |
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Madame giry:That's all very well |
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But 'till you're gone |
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you'll wait upon my boss's whim. |
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Raoul:Ah yes your boss-- |
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And who is that? |
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Madame giry:It's him. |
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(the focus turns back to meg and christine.) |
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Meg:Sorry did i hear you right? |
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Here to sing? |
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Christine:Tomorrow night. |
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Meg:I'm afraid there must be some mistake. |
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You can't be performing. |
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Christine:Why? |
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Meg:Mainly dear 'cause so am i. |
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I'm in fact the star for heaven's sake! |
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What are you to sing? |
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Christine:Just one little thing - an aria. |
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Meg (reeling):No... |
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Christine:Please you needn't fret |
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I'm sure you will get your due... |
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(back to madame giry and raoul.) |
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Raoul:Him! |
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Madame giry:That's what i said. |
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Raoul:You work for him! |
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Madame giry:Now so do you. |
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Raoul:And my poor wife-- |
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We thought him dead! |
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She'll be appalled! |
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Madame giry:Unless she knew. |
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(raoul is thunderstruck. he storms over to christine.) |
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Christine:Darling... please... are you all right? |
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(raoul seizes her roughly.) |
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Raoul:Tell me now! that music! |
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Who was its creator? |
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Christine:Darling please... don't squeeze so tight. |
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Raoul:Something's going on here-- |
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I'll deal with you later... |
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(as they confer meg and madame giry have their own whispered colloquy.) |
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Meg (sotto voice):Did you know? |
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Madame giry (sotto voice):How could i know? |
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Why would they come? |
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Meg (sotto voice):Why won't they go? |
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(all four catch each others' eyes and immediately regain their social graces.) |
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Meg and madame giry:My dear old friends! |
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Can't believe you're here old friends! |
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Christine and raoul (simultaneously with meg and madame giry):Dear old friends! |
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Such good friends! |
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Madame giry:Speaking as your host- |
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Meg:As an artiste- |
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Christine:What a surprise- |
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Raoul:To say the least- |
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All four:Yes dear old friend. That's a happy tear old friend! |
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I can't conceal. Try though i may |
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The way i feel. So why pretend? |
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I'm sure it's clear to such a dear old friend! |
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Madame giry (sotto voice to christine):You mustn't stay! |
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Christine (sotto voice to madame giry):Why would i leave? |
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Raoul (sotto voice to meg):Why are we here? |
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Meg (sotto voice to raoul):Don't play naive! |
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All four:What dear old friends! |
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Don't we all revere old friends! |
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Raoul:Nothing has been changed. |
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Meg:And never will. |
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Madame giry and christine: Just rearranged. |
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All four:And yet we're still |
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such grand old friends |
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Such devoted and old friends! |
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Words could not suggest what's in my heart-- |
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And for the rest? Why even start? |
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You're dear old friends (dear old friends!) |
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So much more thean mere old friends! (such true friends!) |
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Old friends back again at last (back again) |
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With everyone (everyone) |
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Isn't this great! (god it's great!) |
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Won't this be fun! (so much fun!) |
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With dear old friends--Utterly sincere old friends! |
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Meg (to christine smiling with venom):Honey break a leg. |
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Raoul (overly polite to madame giry):Madame good day. |
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Madame giry (pointedly to raoul):Enjoy your stay. |
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Christine (with too much charm):Hope it extends. |
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All four:So glad you're here our lovely dear old friends! |
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Old friends! |
