Sondheim's complete Sweeney Todd lyrics (Part II)
Part I is here.
A Little Priest
LOVETT:
Seems a downright shame...
TODD: Shame?
LOVETT:
Seems an awful waste...
Such a nice, plump frame
Wot's 'is name has...
Had...
Has!
Nor it can't be traced...
Bus'ness needs a lift,
Debts to be erased...
Think of it as thrift,
As a gift,
If you get my drift!
No?
Seems an awful waste...
I mean, with the price of meat
What it is,
When you get it,
If you get it...
TODD: HAH!
LOVETT:
Good, you got it!
Take, for instance, Mrs. Mooney and her pie shop!
Bus'ness never better using only pussycats and toast!
And a pussy's good for maybe six or seven at the most!
And I'm sure they can't compare as far as taste!
[Simultaneously]
TODD:
Mrs. Lovett, what a charming notion
LOVETT:
Well, it does seem a waste...
TODD:
Eminently practical
And yet appropriate as always!
LOVETT:
It's an idea...
TODD:
Mrs. Lovett, how I've lived
Without you all these years, I'll never know!
How delectable!
Also undetectable!
LOVETT:
Think about it!
Lots of other gentlemen'll
Soon be comin' for a shave,
Won't they?
Think of
All them
Pies!
TODD:
How choice!
How
Rare!
TODD:
For what's the sound of the world out there?
LOVETT:
What, Mr. Todd?
What, Mr. Todd?
What is that sound?
TODD:
Those crunching noises pervading the air!
LOVETT:
Yes, Mr. Todd!
Yes, Mr. Todd!
Yes, all around!
TODD:
It's man devouring man, my dear!
BOTH:
And [LOVETT: Then] who are we to deny it in here?
TODD: (spoken) These are desperate times,
Mrs. Lovett, and desperate measures are called for!
LOVETT: Here we are, now! Hot out of the oven!
TODD: What is that?
LOVETT:
It's priest. Have a little priest.
TODD:
Is it really good?
LOVETT:
Sir, it's too good, at least!
Then again, they don't commit sins of the flesh,
So it's pretty fresh.
TODD:
Awful lot of fat.
LOVETT:
Only where it sat.
TODD:
Haven't you got poet, or something like that?
LOVETT:
No, y'see, the trouble with poet is
'Ow do you know it's deceased?
Try the priest!
TODD: (spoken) Heavenly!
Not as hearty as bishop, perhaps,
but then again, not as bland as curate, either!
LOVETT:
And good for business, too -- always leaves you wantin' more!
Trouble is, we only get it on Sundays!
Lawyer's rather nice.
TODD:
If it's for a price.
LOVETT:
Order something else, though, to follow,
Since no one should swallow it twice!
TODD:
Anything that's lean.
LOVETT:
Well, then, if you're British and loyal,
You might enjoy Royal Marine!
Anyway, it's clean.
Though of course, it tastes of wherever it's been!
TODD:
Is that squire,
On the fire?
LOVETT:
Mercy no, sir, look closer,
You'll notice it's grocer!
TODD:
Looks thicker,
More like vicar!
LOVETT:
No, it has to be grocer --
It's green!
TODD:
The history of the world, my love --
LOVETT:
Save a lot of graves,
Do a lot of relatives favors!
TODD:
Is those below serving those up above!
LOVETT:
Ev'rybody shaves,
So there should be plenty of flavors!
TODD:
How gratifying for once to know
BOTH:
That those above will serve those down below!
LOVETT: (spoken) Now let's see, here... We've got tinker.
TODD: Something... pinker.
LOVETT: Tailor?
TODD: Paler.
LOVETT: Butler?
TODD: Subtler.
LOVETT: Potter?
TODD: Hotter.
LOVETT: Locksmith?
Lovely bit of clerk.
TODD:
Maybe for a lark.
LOVETT:
Then again there's sweep
If you want it cheap
And you like it dark!
Try the financier,
Peak of his career!
TODD:
That looks pretty rank.
LOVETT:
Well, he drank,
It's a bank
Cashier.
Never really sold.
Maybe it was old.
TODD:
Have you any Beadle?
LOVETT:
Next week, so I'm told!
Beadle isn't bad till you smell it and
Notice 'ow well it's been greased...
Stick to priest!
(spoken) Now then, this might be a little bit stringy,
but then of course it's... fiddle player!
TODD: No, this isn't fiddle player -- it's piccolo player!
LOVETT: 'Ow can you tell?
TODD: It's piping hot!
LOVETT: Then blow on it first!
TODD:
The history of the world, my sweet --
LOVETT:
Oh, Mr. Todd,
Ooh, Mr. Todd,
What does it tell?
TODD:
Is who gets eaten, and who gets to eat!
LOVETT:
And, Mr. Todd,
Too, Mr. Todd,
Who gets to sell!
TODD:
But fortunately, it's also clear
BOTH:
That [L: But] ev'rybody goes down well with beer!
LOVETT: (spoken)
Since marine doesn't appeal to you, 'ow about... rear admiral?
TODD: Too salty. I prefer general.
LOVETT: With, or without his privates? "With" is extra.
TODD: What is that?
LOVETT:
It's fop.
Finest in the shop.
And we have some shepherd's pie peppered
With actual shepherd on top!
And I've just begun --
Here's the politician, so oily
It's served with a doily,
Have one!
TODD:
Put it on a bun.
Well, you never know if it's going to run!
LOVETT:
Try the friar,
Fried, it's drier!
TODD:
No, the clergy is really
Too coarse and too mealy!
LOVETT:
Then actor,
That's compacter!
TODD:
Yes, and always arrives overdone!
I'll come again when you have JUDGE on the menu!
LOVETT: (spoken) Wait! True, we don't have judge yet,
but we've got something you might fancy even better.
TODD: What's that?
LOVETT: Executioner!
TODD:
Have charity towards the world, my pet!
LOVETT:
Yes, yes, I know, my love!
TODD:
We'll take the customers that we can get!
LOVETT:
High-born and low, my love!
TODD:
We'll not discriminate great from small!
No, we'll serve anyone,
Meaning anyone,
BOTH:
And to anyone
At all!
God, That's Good
TOBIAS:
Ladies and gentlemen
May I have your attention,please?
Are your nostrils aquiver and tingling as well as that delicate, lushious, ambrosial smell?
yes,they are,I can tell
Well,ladies and gentlemen
that aroma enriching the breeze,
is like something compared to its succulent source
as the gourmets among you will tell you,of course.
Ladies and gentlemen you can't imagine the rapture in store,
just inside of this door!
There,you'll sample Mrs.Lovett's meat pies.savory and sweet pies,as you'll see.
You who eat pies Mrs. Lovetts meat pies conjure up the treat pies used to be!
CUSTOMERS:
Over here,boy. How about some ale?
Let me have another,laddie!
Could we have some service,waiter?
Could we have some service?
What about that pie boy?
TOBIAS:
Ladies and gentlemen-
LOVETT:
Toby!
TOBIAS:
Coming,excuse me
LOVETT:
Ale there!
TOBIAS:
Right,Ma'am!
LOVETT:
Quick,Now!
CUSTOMERS:
God, that's good!
LOVETT:
Nice to see you,dearie. How have you been keeping?Cor,me bones is weary!
Toby! One for the gentlemen.
Hear the birdies cheeping
Helps to keep it cheery
Toby! Throw the old woman out!!
CUSTOMERS:
God, that's good!
LOVETT:
What's your pleasure,dearie?
No,we don't cut slices.
Cor,me eyes is bleary!
Toby!none for the gentlemen!
I could up me prices.I'm a little leery.
Business couldn't be better,though.
CUSTOMERS:
God, That's Good!
LOVETT:
knock on wood
TODD:
Psst!
LOVETT:
Excuse me
TODD:
Psst!
LOVETT:
Dear, See to the customers.
TODD:
Psst!
LOVETT:
Yes, What, Love?Quick,though,the trade is brisk.
TODD:
But it's six 'o' clock
LOVETT:
So it's six 'o' clock?
TODD:
it was due to avrive at a quarter and it's six 'o' clock!
LOVETT:
...And it's probably already down the block! It'll be here! It'll be here!
TODD:
I've been Waiting all day!
It should have here by now!
CUSTOMERS:
More hot Pies!
LOVETT:
Will you wait there coolly?
TODD:
You'll come back when it comes?
LOVETT:
....'Cause my customers truly,are getting unruly and-- What's your pleasure,dearie?
Whoops! I beg Your Pardon!
Just me hands is smeary.
Toby! Run for the gentlemen!
Don't You love the garden? Always makes me teary. Must be one of them foreiners.
CUSTOMERS:
God, that's good, that is delicious!
LOVETT:
What's my secret? Frankly,dear,forgive my Candor. Family Secret, all to do with herbs.
Things like being careful with your coriander. That's what makes the gravy grander.
CUSTOMERS:
More hot pies!more hot!more pies!
TODD:
Psst!
LOVETT:
excuse me.
TODD:
Psst!
LOVETT:
Dear,see to the customers.
TODD:
Psst!
LOVETT:
Yes,what,love? Quick,though,the trade is brisk.
TODD:
It's here!
LOVETT:
It's where?
TODD:
Coming up the stair.
LOVETT:
I'll get rid of this lot as they're still pretty hot and then I'll be there!
TODD:
It's about to be opened or don't you care?
LOVETT:
I'll be there!I'll be there! but They'll never be sold if they get cold.
TODD:
But we have to prepare!
LOVETT:
Incidentally, dearie. You know Mrs. Mooney. Sales have been so dreary
Toby! Poor thing is penniless. What about that loony. lookin' sort of beery.
Oh Well,got her come-uppance and that'll be
thruppence
CUSTOMERS:
God, that's good. that is "de". have you "licious" ever tasted smell such
Oh my god what more, that's pies good!
TODD/LOVETT:
Oo-oo-oo. Oo-oo-oo.
Is that a chair fit for a king?A wonderous,neat,and most particular chair?
LOVETT:
It's gorgeous!It's Gorgeous!
TODD:
You tell me where is there a seat can half compare with this Particular thing!
LOVETT:
It's Perfect!It's Gorgeous!
TODD:
I have a few minor adjustments to make.
LOVETT:
You make your few minor adjustments.
TODD:
they'll take a moment I'll call you.
LOVETT:
You take your time I'll go see to the Customers.
TODD:
I have Another Friend!
TOBIAS:
Is that a pie fit for a king? such wondrous Sweet and most particular thing?
LOVETT:
Its gorgeous! It's Gorgeous!
TOBIAS:
You see, Ma'am, why there is no meat pie can compete with delectable pie.
LOVETT:
It's Perfect!It's Gorgeous!
TOBIAS:
The crust all velvety and wavy.
LOVETT:
The crust all velvety and wavy.
TOBIAS:
That Glaze,Those Crimps.
LOVETT:
That Glaze,Those Crimps
TOBIAS:
And then the Thick, Succulent gravy..
LOVETT:
And then the Thick, Succulent gravy.
TODD:
And now to test...This best of barber chairs.
TOBIAS:
One whiff, One glimpse.
LOVETT:
So rich,so thick,it makes you sick.
TOBIAS:
so tender that you surrender
TODD:
Psst!
LOVETT:
Excuse me
TODD:
Psst!
LOVETT:
Dear see to the customers
TODD:
Psst!
LOVETT:
All set love?
TODD:
Quick now!
LOVETT:
Me heart's a flutter!
TODD:
When I pound the floor....
LOVETT:
....When you pound the floor...
TODD:
...it's the signal to show that I'm ready to go
LOVETT:
Yes, you told me before. You'll be ready to go when you pound the floor.
Will you trust me?! Will you trust me?!
TODD:
I just want to be sure. When I'm certain you're in place I'll pound three times.
Three times. And then You....?
LOVETT:
*Clang!Clang!*
Three Times!
LOVETT:
*Clang!Clang!Clang!*
If You-!
LOVETT:
*Clang!Clang!Clang!*
Exactly!
CUSTOMERS:
More hot pies!
LOVETT:
God!
CUSTOMERS:
More hot more pies!
LOVETT:
Right!
CUSTOMERS:
More!
LOVETT:
Wait!!!
LOVETT:
*ClangClangClang*
TODD:
*ClangClangClang*
CUSTOMERS:
More hot pies!
More hot more pies!
More Hot Pies!!
LOVETT:/*TOBY:
eat them slow and feel the crust how thin
I/*she rolled it.eat them slow 'cause every one's a prize.eat them slow 'cause
that's the lot and now we sold it.come again tomorow!
LOVETT:
Hold It!
CUSTOMERS:
More hot pies!
LOVETT:
bless my eyes!
Fresh Supplies!
How about it,dearie?
TOBIAS:
is that a pie fit for a king...
LOVETT:
be here in a twinkling!
TOBIAS:
A wondrous Sweet...
LOVETT:
Just confirms my theory
TOBIAS:
...and Most delectable thing?
LOVETT:
Toby!God watches over us.Didn't have an inkling.Positivly eerie.
TOBIAS:
you see why there's no meat pie--
LOVETT:
Toby! Throw the old woman out!
CUSTOMERS:
God thats good.that is "de".
have you "licious" ever tasted smell such Oh my god what more,that's pies good!
Johanna 3
ANTHONY:
I feel you, Johanna, I feel you
Do they think that walls can hide you?
Even now I'm at your window
I am in the dark beside you,
Buried sweetly in your yellow hair, Johanna…
TODD:
And are you beautiful and pale,
With yellow hair, like her
I'd want you beautiful and pale,
The way I've dreamed you were, Johanna...
ANTHONY:
Johanna...
TODD:
And if you're beautiful, what then,
With yellow hair, like wheat?
I think we shall not meet again -
My little dove, my sweet Johanna…
ANTHONY:
I'll steal you, Johanna…
TODD:
Goodbye, Johanna.
You're gone, and yet you're mine.
I'm fine, Johanna, I'm fine!
ANTHONY:
Johanna…
BEGGAR WOMAN:
Smoke! Smoke! Sign of the devil! Sign of the devil!
City on fire!
Witch! Witch! Smell it, sir! An evil smell!
Every night at the vespers bell -
Smoke that comes from the mouth of hell -
City on fire! City on fire!
Mischief! Mischief! Mischief...
TODD:
And if I never hear your voice,
My turtledove, my dear,
I still have reason to rejoice:
The way ahead is clear, Johanna...
JOHANNA:
I'll marry Anthony Sunday
Anthony…Sunday…
ANTHONY:
I feel you…
TODD:
And in that darkness when I'm blind
With what I can't forget -
ANTHONY:
Johanna…
TODD:
It's always morning in my mind,
My little lamb, my pet, Johanna…
JOHANNA:
I knew you'd come for me one day…
Come for me…one day…
TODD/ANTHONY:
You stay, Johanna - Johanna…
TODD:
The way I've dreamed you are
Oh look, Johanna - a star!
ANTHONY:
Buried sweetly in your yellow hair…
TODD:
A shooting star!
BEGGAR WOMAN:
There! There! Somebody, somebody look up there!
Didn't I tell you? Smell that air! City on fire!
Quick, sir! Run and tell!
Warn 'em all of the witch's spell!
There it is, there it is, the unholy smell!
Tell it to the Beadle and the police as well!
Tell 'em! Tell 'em! Help! Fiend!
City on fire! City on fire!
Mischief! Mischief! Mischief...Fiend . . .
Alms…alms...for a miserable woman…
TODD:
And though I'll think of you, I guess, until the day I die,
I think I miss you less and less as every day goes by,
Johanna...
ANTHONY:
Johanna...
JOHANNA:
With you beside me on Sunday,
Married on…Sunday…
TODD:
And you'd be beautiful and pale,
And look too much like her.
If only angels could prevail,
We'd be the way we were, Johanna...
ANTHONY:
I feel you...Johanna…
JOHANNA:
Married on Sunday…married on Sunday ...
TODD:
Wake up, Johanna! Another bright red day!
We learn, Johanna, to say goodbye!
ANTHONY:
I’ll steal you!
By the Sea
LOVETT:
(she kisses Todd)
Ooh, Mr. Todd! (kiss)
I'm so happy! (kiss)
I could (kiss)
Eat you up, I really could!
You know what I'd like to do, Mr. Todd? (kiss)
What I dream (kiss)
If the business stays as good?
Where I'd really like to go,
In a year or so?
Don't you want to know?
TODD: (spoken) Yes, yes, of course.
LOVETT: Do you really want to know?
TODD: (spoken) Yes, I do, I do.
LOVETT: (spoken) I've always had this dream...
Ever since I was a skinny little slip of a thing and my rich Aunt
Nettie used to take me down to the seaside August Bank Holiday...
The pier... Makin' little castles in the sand...
Ooh, I can still feel me toes wigglin' around in the briney!
By the sea, Mr. Todd, that's the life I covet,
By the sea, Mr. Todd, ooh, I know you'd love it!
You and me, Mr. T, we could be alone
In a house wot we'd almost own,
Down by the sea!
Wouldn't that be smashing?
TODD: Anything you say...
LOVETT:
With the sea at our gate, we'll have kippered herring
Wot have swum to us straight from the Straits of Bering!
Ev'ry night, in the kip, when we're through our kippers,
I'll be there slippin' off your slippers!
By the sea,
With the fishies splashing!
By the sea!
Wouldn't that be smashing?
TODD: Anything you say, anything you say...
LOVETT:
I can hear us wakin,'
The breakers breakin,'
The seagulls squawkin,'
'Hoo, hoo!'
I do me bakin,'
Then I go walkin'
With you-hoo!
Yoo-hoo!
I'll warm me bones on the esplanade,
Have tea and scones with me gay young blade,
Then I'll knit a sweater
While you write a letter
Unless we've got better to do-hoo!
TODD: Anything you say...
LOVETT:
Think how snug it'll be underneath our flannel
When it's just you and me and the English Channel!
In our cozy retreat kept all neat and tidy,
We'll have chums over ev'ry Friday!
By the sea!
Don'tcha love the weather?
By the sea!
We'll grow old together!
By the seaside,
Hoo, hoo!
By the beautiful sea!
(spoken)
Oh, I can see us now, in our bathing dresses!
You in a nice, rich navy, and me... stripes, perhaps.
It'll be so quiet,
That who'll come by it,
Except a seagull
Hoo, hoo!
We shouldn't try it,
Though, 'til it's legal for two-hoo!
But a seaside wedding could be devised,
Me rumpled bedding legitimized!
Me eyelids'll flutter,
I'll turn into butter,
The moment I mutter I do-hoo!
By the sea, in our nest, we could share our kippers
With the odd payin' guest from the weekend trippers,
Have a nice sunny suite for the guest to rest in,
Now and then, you could do the guest in!
By the sea,
Married nice and proper!
By the sea,
Bring along your chopper!
To the seaside,
Hoo, hoo!
By the beautiful sea!
Wigmaker's Sequence
TODD (spoken):
Anthony!
ANTHONY (spoken):
Mr. Todd!
I found Johanna!
That monster of a judge has her locked away in a madhouse!
TODD:
Where?
ANTHONY:
Where no one can reach her!
At Fogg's Asylum!
Oh, Mr. Todd!
She is in there with these screeching, gibbering maniacs!
TODD:
A madhouse!
A madhouse?
Johanna is as good as rescued!
Where do you suppose all the wigmakers in London go to obtain their human hair?
Bedlam!
They get their hair from the lunatics at Bedlam!
For the right amount, they'll sell you any hair off any madman's head.
We'll write a note to this Mr. Fogg at the highest price for the exact shade of Johanna's!
Which I trust you know?
ANTHONY:
Yellow?
TODD:
No!
That's not exact enough!
I must make you into a credible wigmaker!
And quickly, too!
TODD (sung):
There's tawny, and there's golden sapphron
There's flaxon, and there's blonde!
Repeat that!
ANTHONY (sung):
Yes, Mr. Todd!
There's tawny, and there's golden sapphron
There's flaxon, and there's blonde!
TODD:
Good!
There's coarse, there's straight, there's fine and curly
There's grey, there's white as ashes...
CHORUS:
Sweeney waited too long before
But never again, he swore
Fortune arrived, Sweeney had sang,
Sweeney was ready and Sweeney sprang
Sweeney's problems went up in smoke
All within a single stroke
Sweeney was sharp, Sweeney was burning
Sweeney began the end inferno
Sweeney! Sweeney! Sweeney! Sweeney!
ANTHONY:
There's finer texture, ash looks fair!
Which makes it rare, but flaxon's rare...
TODD:
No, no!
The flaxon's cheaper!
ANTHONY:
Flaxon's cheaper, not rarer!
TODD (spoken):
Now off with you, Anthony!
And remember, when you have rescued Johanna, bring here here!
And I will guard her while you hire the chase to Plymouth.
TODD (spoken):
I will be with you before the evening's out, Mr. Todd!
Thank you,
Friend!
Not While I'm Around
Nothing's gonna harm you, not while I'm around.
Nothing's gonna harm you, no sir, not while I'm around.
Demons are prowling everywhere, nowadays,
I'll send 'em howling,
I don't care, I got ways.
No one's gonna hurt you,
No one's gonna dare.
Others can desert you,
Not to worry, whistle, I'll be there.
Demons'll charm you with a smile, for a while,
But in time...
Nothing can harm you
Not while I'm around...
Not to worry, not to worry
I may not be smart but I ain't dumb
I can do it, put me to it
Show me something I can overcome
Not to worry, Mum
Being close and being clever
Ain't like being true
I don't need to,
I would never hide a thing from you,
Like some...
No one's gonna hurt you, no one's gonna dare
Others can desert you,
Not to worry, whistle, I'll be there!
Demons'll charm you with a smile, for a while
But in time...
Nothing can harm you
Not while I'm around...
Parlor Songs
BEADLE:
Sweet Polly Plunkett lay in the grass,
Turned her eyes heavenward, sighing,
"I am a lass who alas loves a lad
Who alas has a lass in Canterbury.
'Tis a row dow diddle dow day,
'Tis a row dow diddle dow dee ..."
MRS. LOVETT: Oh, beadle Bamford, I didn't know you were a music lover, too.
BEADLE: Good afternoon, Mrs. Lovett. Fine instrument you've acquired.
MRS. LOVETT: Oh yes, it's my pride and joy.
BEADLE:
Sweet Polly Plunkett saw her life pass,
Flew down the city road, crying,
"I am a lass who alas loves a lad
Who alas has a lass loves another lad
Who once I had
In Canterbury.
'Tis a row dow diddle dow day,
'Tis a row dow diddle dow dee ..."
Well, ma'am, I hope you have a few moments, you see there's been complaints.
MRS LOVETT: Complaints?
BEADLE: It's about the stink from your chimney.
Just a routine inspection of course. : Ah, one of mother's favorites . ..
If one bell rings in the Tower of Bray,
Ding dong, your true love will stay.
Ding dong, one bell today
In the Tower of Bray...
Ding dong!
Anyway Ma'am, health regulations being my duty,
I'm afraid I'll have to ask you to take a look.
MRS LOVETT: At the bakehouse?
BEALDE: That's right, Ma'am.
MRS LOVETT: Oh, but it's locked you see, and I don't have the key.
Mr. Todd, he's got the key, and he's not here right now.
BEADLE: When will he be back?
MRS LOVETT: Well i couldn't say, im sure.
BEADLE: Well we'll just have to wait for him, won't we?
But if two bells ring in the Tower of Bray,
Ding dong, ding dong, your true love will stray.
Ding dong -
TOBIAS: Ding dong! Two bells today in the Tower of Bray.
Ding dong, ding dong...
BEADLE: What's that?
MRS LOVETT: Oh. oh that's just the lad what helps me with the pies.
BEADLE: Well surley he's in the bakehouse, well isn't he?
MRS LOVETT: Oh yes, yes, oh yes of course!
But you see, last week he run off and we found him 2 days later down by the
embankment half-starved, poor thing.
So ever since then, we locks him in for his own security.
Oh! do have a try at the third bell, it always touches my heart.
BEADLE: If three bells ring in the Tower of Bray...
Since you're a fellow music lover, ma'am,
why not raise your voice along with mine?
MRS. LOVETT: All right.
BEADLE:Ding dong!
MRS LOVETT: Ding dong!
BEALDE: Ding dong!
BOTH: Your loves gone away
BEADLE: Ding dong!
MRS LOVETT: Ding dong!
BEADLE and TOBIAS: Ding dong!
BEADLE: Three bells today!
BOTH: In the Tower of Bray.
BEADLE and TOBIAS: Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong...
BEADLE: If four bells ring in Tower of
MRS. LOVETT: How many bells are there?
BEADLE: Twelve.
Ding dong!
MRS. LOVETT:Ding dong!
TOBIAS:Ding dong!
BEADLE:Ding dong!
BEADLE, MRS. LOVETT and TOBIAS:
Then lovers must pray! ...
BEADLE: Ding dong!
MRS LOVETT: Ding dong!
TOBIAS: Ding dong!
BEADLE: Ding dong!
BEADLE and TOBIAS: Four bells today, in the Tower of Bray.
ALL: Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong
BEADLE and TOBIAS: Ding dong!
Final Sequence
JUDGE:
(spoken)
Where is she? Where is the girl?
TODD:
(spoken)
Down below, your honor,
With my neighbor, Mrs. Lovett.
Thank heaven, the sailor
Did not molest her
Thank heaven too,
She has seen the error of her ways
JUDGE:
(spoken)
She has?
TODD:
(spoken)
Oh yes, sir... she speaks only of you.
Longing for forgiveness
JUDGE:
(spoken)
And she shall have it!
(sung)
Pretty women
TODD:
(sung)
Pretty women, yes
JUDGE:
(spoken)
Quickly sir, a splash of bayrum
TODD:
(spoken)
Sit sir, sit
JUDGE:
(sung)
Johanna, Johanna
TODD:
(sung)
Pretty women, pretty women
Are a wonder
JUDGE:
(spoken simultaneously)
Quickly man! You are in merry mood again, today, barber!
TODD:
(sung)
Pretty women
JUDGE/TODD:
(sung)
What we do for pretty women
(simultaneously)
Blowing out their candles or
(Blowing out their candles, oh!)
Combing out their hair,
Combing out their hair, and they-)
Even when they leave
(Even when they leave you and vanish)
They still are there.
(They somehow can still remain there)
They're there
JUDGE:
(spoken)
How seldom it is,
one meets a fellow spirit
TODD:
(spoken)
With fellow tastes...
In women, at least
JUDGE:
(spoken)
What?! What's that?!
TODD:
(spoken)
No doubt, the years have changed me
But then, I suppose,
The face of a barber, the face
Of a prisoner in the dark
Is hardly memorable
JUDGE:
(shouted)
Beenjamin Barker?!
TODD:
(shouted)
Benjamin Barker!
(sung)
Rest now, my friends
Rest now forever
Sleep now, the untroubled sleep
Of the angels--
MRS. LOVETT
(shouted from of stage)
DIE! DIE! GOD IN HEAVEN, DIE!
(quick "Ballad Of Sweeney Todd" reprise)
MRS. LOVETT:
(spoken)
Can it be?
Have all the demons in Hell
Come to torment me?
TODD:
(spoken)
Why did you scream?
Does the judge still live?!
MRS. LOVETT:
No! Don't touch her!
TODD:
What are you talking about?
It's just some mental, old
Beggar woman--
Oh no...Oh God!
"Don't I know you," she said..
You knew..
From the moment I walked into your shop
You knew my Lucy lived..
MRS. LOVETT:
I was only thinking of you..
Your Lucy, a crazy hag
Picking bones and rotten spuds
Out of alley ash cans!
Would you have wanted to know
That was all that was left of her?
TODD:
(muttered)
You lied to me..
MRS. LOVETT:
(simulataneously with TODD)
No, no, not lied at all
No, I never lied, said she
Took a poison, she did
Never said that she died
Poor thing, but it left her weak in
Her head, all she did for weeks
Was just lie there in bed
Should've been in hospital,
Wound up in bedlam, instead
Poor thing, better you to think
She was dead, yes,
I lied, 'cause I love you
I'd be twice the wive she was!
I love you!
TODD:
Lucy, I've come home again
Lucy, oh my God!
(then)
TODD:
(sung)
Mrs. Lovett, you're a bloody wonder
Eminently practical, and yet
Appropriate as always
As you've said, repeatedly,
There's little point in
Dwelling on the past
(now simulatneously with MRS. LOVETT)
Now come here, my love
Nothing left to fear my love
What's dead, is dead
MRS. LOVETT:
Do you mean it?
Everything I did, I swear,
I thought was only for the best
Believe me, can we,
Still be, married?
TODD:
(sung simulataneously with MRS. LOVETT)
The history of the world, my pet
Is learn forgiveness, and try
To forget
And life is for the alive, my dear
So let's keep living it,
Just keep living it
Really living it!
MRS. LOVETT
Oh Mr. Todd, ooh Mr. Todd,
Leave it to me
Dont you see, Mr. Todd,
We'll be comfy cozy, you and me
Mr. Todd, where there's no one nosey
Just keep living it,
Really living it--
TODD:
(sung, holding back tears)
There was a barber and his wife,
And she was beautiful
A foolish barber and his wife,
She was his reason and his life
And she was beautiful,
And she was virtuous,
And he was, naive
TOBIAS:
(sung)
Patty cake, patty cake
Baker's man,
Bake me a cake..no, no..
Bake me a pie, to delight my eye..
(spoken)
Mr. Todd? Oh..
Where's the old woman?
You've harmed her too, have you?
You shouldn't, you know?
You shouldn't harm nobody..
Oh, razor, razor
Cut-a, cut-a, cut-a, cut-a
(sung)
Bat him, and prick him,
And mark him with a "B"
And put him in the over for baby
And me
(kills Todd)
Finale
COMPANY (Variously):
The engine roared, the motor hissed,
And who could see how the road would twist?
In Sweeney's ledger the entries matched:
A beadle arrived, and a beadle dispatched
To satisfy the hungry god
Of Sweeney TODD,
ALL:
The Demon Barber of Fleet. ..
Street.
Sweeney! Sweeney!
Sweeney! Sweeney! Sweeney!
Sweeney!
Sweeeeeneeeeey!
INMATES
Sweeeeeeeeeeeeeeneeeeeeeeeeeeey...
Sweeneysweeneysweeneysweeney. ..
LUNATICS (In three contrapuntal groups):
City on fire!
Rats in the grass
And the lunatics yelling in the streets!
It's the end of the world! Yes!
City on fire!
Hunchbacks dancing!
Stirrings in the ground
And the whirring of giant wings!
Watch out!
Look!
Blotting out the moonlight,
Thick black rain falling on the
City on fire!
City on fire!
City on fire!
(
JOHANNA:
Will we be married on Sunday?
That's what you promised,
Married on Sunday!
That was last August.. .
Kiss me!
LUNATICS:
City on fire!
Rats in the streets
And the lunatics yelling at the moon!
It's the end of the world! Yes!
City on fire!
Hunchbacks kissing!
Stirrings in the graves
And the screaming of giant winds!
Watch out! Look!
Crawling on the chimneys,
Great black crows screeching at the
City on fire!
City on fire!
City on fire!
MRS. LOVETT:
Toby!
Where are you, love?
TODD:
Toby!
Where are you, lad?
MRS. LOVETT:
Nothing's gonna harm you . . .
TODD:
Toby!
MRS. LOVETT:
Not while I'm around ...
TODD :
Toby!
MRS. LOVETT:
Where are you hiding?
Nothing's gonna harm you,
Darling . . .
TODD:
Nothing to be afraid of, boy...
MRS. LOVETT:
Not while I'm around.
TODD:
Toby...
MRS. LOVETT :
Demons are prowling everywhere
Nowadays ...
TODD:
Toby...
LUNATICS:
City on fire!
Rats in the streets
And the lunatics yelling at the moon!
It's the end of the world! Yes!
BEGGAR WOMAN:
Beadle! ... Beadle! . . .
No good hiding, I saw you!
Are you in there still,
Beadle? ... Beadle? ...
Get her, but watch it!
She's a wicked one, she'll deceive you
With her fancy gowns
And her fancy airs
And her -
Mischief! Mischief!
Devil's work!
Where are you, Beadle?
Beadle ...
LUNATICS:
City on fire!
Rats in the streets
And the lunatics yelling at the moon!
It's the end of the world! Good!
City on fire!
Hunchbacks kissing!
Stirrings in the graves
And the screaming of giant winds!
Watch out! Look!
Crawling on the chimneys,
Great black crows screeching at the
City on fire! . ..
ANTHONY: Mr. TODD?
JOHANNA: No one here. Where is this Mr. TODD?
ANTHONY:
No matter. He'll be back in a moment, for I trust him as I trust my right arm.
Wait for him here - I'll return with the coach in less than half an hour.
JOHANNA: But they are after us still. What if they trace us here?
Oh, Anthony, please let me come with you.
ANTHONY: No, my darling, there is no safety for you on the street.
JOHANNA: But dressed in these sailor's clothes, who's to know it is I?
ANTHONY: No, the risk is too great.
Ah, miss,
Look at me, look at me, miss, oh,
Look at me please, oh,
Favor me, favor me with your glance.
Ah, miss,
Soon we'll be, soon we'll be gone
And sailing the seas
And happily, happily wed
In France.
both:
And we'll sail the world
And see its wonders
From the pearls of Spain
To the rubies of Tibet-
ANTHONY.
And then come home to
London.
JOHANNA:
And then home.
Some day. Some day.
ANTHONY: And I'll be back before those lips have time to lose that smile.
BEGGAR WOMAN:
Beadle! ...
Beadle!
Where are you?
Beadle, dear!
Beadle!
JOHANNA: Someone calling the beadle! I knew it!
BEGGAR WOMAN:
Beadle deedle deedle deedle deedle dumpling,
Beadle dumpling, Be-deedle dumpling . ..
And why should you weep then, my jo, my jing?
Ohh . . .
Your father's at tea with the Swedish king.
He'll bring you the moon on a silver string.
Ohh .. .
Ohh ...
Quickly to sleep then, my jo, my jing,
He'll bring you a shoe and a wedding ring.
Sing here again, home again,
Come again spring.
He'll be coming soon now
To kiss you, my jo, my jing,
Bringing you the moon
And a shoe and a wedding ring.
He'll be coming here again,
Home again . . .
TODD: You! What are you doing here?
BEGGAR WOMAN: Ah, evil is here, sir.
The stink of evil - from below - from her! Beadle dear, beadle!
TODD: Out of here, woman.
BEGGAR WOMAN: She's the Devil's wife! Oh, beware her, sir. Beware of her.
She with no pity in her heart.
TODD: Out, I say!
BEGGAR WOMAN:
Hey, don't I know you, mister?
TODD: The Judge. I have no time.
JUDGE: Where is she? Where is the girl?
TODD: Below, your Honor. In the care of my neighbor, Mrs. Lovett.
Thank heavens the sailor did not molest her.
Thank heavens too, she has seen the error of her ways.
JUDGE: She has?
TODD: Oh yes, your lesson was well learned, sir.
She speaks only of you, longing for forgiveness.
JUDGE: And she shall have it. She'll be here soon, you say?
TODD:
I think I hear her now.
JUDGE: Oh, excellent, my friend!
TODD:
Is that her dainty footstep on the stair?
JUDGE: I hear nothing.
TODD:
Yes, isn't that her shadow on the wall?
JUDGE: Where?
TODD: There!
Primping,
Making herself even prettier than usual -
JUDGE:
Even prettier ...
TODD:
If possible.
JUDGE:
Ohhhhhhh,
Pretty women!
TODD:
Pretty women, yes ...
JUDGE: Quickly, sir, a splash of bay rum!
TODD: Sit, sir, sit.
JUDGE:
JOHANNA,JOHANNA.. .
TODD:
Pretty women . . .
JUDGE: Hurry, man!
TODD:
Pretty women
Are a wonder . . .
JUDGE: You're in a merry mood again today, barber.
TODD:
Pretty women!
JUDGE:
What we do for
TODD:
Pretty women! Pretty women!
Blowing out their candles Blowing out their candles
Or combing out their hair - Or combing out their hair,
Then they leave -
Even when they leave you Even when they leave,
And vanish, they somehow They still
Can still remain Are there,
There with you there ... They're there . ..
JUDGE: How seldom it is one meets a fellow spirit!
TODD: With fellow tastes - in women, at least.
JUDGE: What? What's that?
TODD: The years no doubt have changed me, sir.
But then, I suppose, the face of a barber - the face of a prisoner in the
dock - is not particularly memorable.
JUDGE:
Benjamin Barker!
TODD:
Rest now, my friend,
Rest now forever.
Sleep now the untroubled
Sleep of the angels ...
COMPANY:
Lift your razor high, Sweeney!
Hear it singing, "Yes!"
Sink it in the rosy skin
Of righteousness!
MRS. LOVETT: Die! Die! God in heaven - die! You! Can it be?
How all the demons of Hell come to torment me!
TODD: Why did you scream? Does the JUDGE still live?
MRS. LOVETT: He was clutching, holding on to my skirt, but now - he's finished.
TODD: Leave them to me. Open the doors.
MRS. LOVETT: No! Don't touch her!
TODD: What is the matter with you?
It's only some meddling old beggar - Oh no, Oh God..."Don't I know you?" she said...
You knew she lived.
From the first moment that I walked into your shop you knew my Lucy lived!
MRS. LOVETT: I was only thinking of you!
TODD:
Lucy. . .
MRS. LOVETT: Your Lucy!
A crazy hag picking bones and rotten spuds out of alley ash-cans!
Would you have wanted to know that was all that was left of her?
TODD: You lied to me.
MRS. LOVETT:
No, no, not lied at all.
No, I never lied.
TODD:
Lucy...
MRS. LOVETT:
Said she took the poison - she did -
Never said that she died -
Poor thing,
She lived -
TODD:
I've come home again . . .
MRS. LOVETT:
But it left her weak in the head,
All she did for months was just lie there in bed -
TODD:
Lucy. . .
MRS. LOVETT:
Should've been in hospital,
Wound up in Bedlam instead,
Poor thing!
TODD:
Oh, my God . . .
MRS. LOVETT:
Better you should think she was dead.
Yes, I lied 'cos I love you!
TODD:
Lucy...
MRS. LOVETT:
I'd be twice the wife she was!
I love you!
TODD:
What have I done?...
MRS. LOVETT:
Could that thing have cared for you
Like me?
TODD:
Mrs. Lovett,
You're a bloody wonder,
Eminently practical and yet
Appropriate as always.
As you've said repeatedly,
There's little point in dwelling on the past.
MRS. LOVETT:
Do you mean it?
Everything I did I swear
I thought
Was only for the best,
Believe me!
Can we still be
Married?
No, come here, my love ..
Not a thing to fear,
My love . . .
What's dead
Is dead.
TODD:
The history of the world, my pet -
MRS. LOVETT:
Oh, Mr. Todd,
Ooh, Mr. Todd,
Leave it to me .. .
TODD:
Is learn forgiveness and try to forget.
MRS. LOVETT:
By the sea, Mr. Todd,
We'll be comfy-cozy,
By the sea, Mr. Todd,
Where there's no one nosy ...
TODD:
And life is for the alive, my dear,
So let's keep living it - !
BOTH:
Just keep living it,
Really living it - !
TODD:
There was a barber and his wife,
And she was beautiful.
A foolish barber and his wife,
She was his reason and his life.
And she was beautiful.
And she was virtuous.
And he was -
Naive.
TOBIAS:
Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, baker man.
Bake me a cake -
No,no,
Bake me a pie -
To delight my eye,
And I will sigh
If the crust be high ...
Mr. TODD.
Pat him and prick him and mark him with B, and put him in the oven for baby and me!
Part I is here.
A Little Priest
LOVETT:
Seems a downright shame...
TODD: Shame?
LOVETT:
Seems an awful waste...
Such a nice, plump frame
Wot's 'is name has...
Had...
Has!
Nor it can't be traced...
Bus'ness needs a lift,
Debts to be erased...
Think of it as thrift,
As a gift,
If you get my drift!
No?
Seems an awful waste...
I mean, with the price of meat
What it is,
When you get it,
If you get it...
TODD: HAH!
LOVETT:
Good, you got it!
Take, for instance, Mrs. Mooney and her pie shop!
Bus'ness never better using only pussycats and toast!
And a pussy's good for maybe six or seven at the most!
And I'm sure they can't compare as far as taste!
[Simultaneously]
TODD:
Mrs. Lovett, what a charming notion
LOVETT:
Well, it does seem a waste...
TODD:
Eminently practical
And yet appropriate as always!
LOVETT:
It's an idea...
TODD:
Mrs. Lovett, how I've lived
Without you all these years, I'll never know!
How delectable!
Also undetectable!
LOVETT:
Think about it!
Lots of other gentlemen'll
Soon be comin' for a shave,
Won't they?
Think of
All them
Pies!
TODD:
How choice!
How
Rare!
TODD:
For what's the sound of the world out there?
LOVETT:
What, Mr. Todd?
What, Mr. Todd?
What is that sound?
TODD:
Those crunching noises pervading the air!
LOVETT:
Yes, Mr. Todd!
Yes, Mr. Todd!
Yes, all around!
TODD:
It's man devouring man, my dear!
BOTH:
And [LOVETT: Then] who are we to deny it in here?
TODD: (spoken) These are desperate times,
Mrs. Lovett, and desperate measures are called for!
LOVETT: Here we are, now! Hot out of the oven!
TODD: What is that?
LOVETT:
It's priest. Have a little priest.
TODD:
Is it really good?
LOVETT:
Sir, it's too good, at least!
Then again, they don't commit sins of the flesh,
So it's pretty fresh.
TODD:
Awful lot of fat.
LOVETT:
Only where it sat.
TODD:
Haven't you got poet, or something like that?
LOVETT:
No, y'see, the trouble with poet is
'Ow do you know it's deceased?
Try the priest!
TODD: (spoken) Heavenly!
Not as hearty as bishop, perhaps,
but then again, not as bland as curate, either!
LOVETT:
And good for business, too -- always leaves you wantin' more!
Trouble is, we only get it on Sundays!
Lawyer's rather nice.
TODD:
If it's for a price.
LOVETT:
Order something else, though, to follow,
Since no one should swallow it twice!
TODD:
Anything that's lean.
LOVETT:
Well, then, if you're British and loyal,
You might enjoy Royal Marine!
Anyway, it's clean.
Though of course, it tastes of wherever it's been!
TODD:
Is that squire,
On the fire?
LOVETT:
Mercy no, sir, look closer,
You'll notice it's grocer!
TODD:
Looks thicker,
More like vicar!
LOVETT:
No, it has to be grocer --
It's green!
TODD:
The history of the world, my love --
LOVETT:
Save a lot of graves,
Do a lot of relatives favors!
TODD:
Is those below serving those up above!
LOVETT:
Ev'rybody shaves,
So there should be plenty of flavors!
TODD:
How gratifying for once to know
BOTH:
That those above will serve those down below!
LOVETT: (spoken) Now let's see, here... We've got tinker.
TODD: Something... pinker.
LOVETT: Tailor?
TODD: Paler.
LOVETT: Butler?
TODD: Subtler.
LOVETT: Potter?
TODD: Hotter.
LOVETT: Locksmith?
Lovely bit of clerk.
TODD:
Maybe for a lark.
LOVETT:
Then again there's sweep
If you want it cheap
And you like it dark!
Try the financier,
Peak of his career!
TODD:
That looks pretty rank.
LOVETT:
Well, he drank,
It's a bank
Cashier.
Never really sold.
Maybe it was old.
TODD:
Have you any Beadle?
LOVETT:
Next week, so I'm told!
Beadle isn't bad till you smell it and
Notice 'ow well it's been greased...
Stick to priest!
(spoken) Now then, this might be a little bit stringy,
but then of course it's... fiddle player!
TODD: No, this isn't fiddle player -- it's piccolo player!
LOVETT: 'Ow can you tell?
TODD: It's piping hot!
LOVETT: Then blow on it first!
TODD:
The history of the world, my sweet --
LOVETT:
Oh, Mr. Todd,
Ooh, Mr. Todd,
What does it tell?
TODD:
Is who gets eaten, and who gets to eat!
LOVETT:
And, Mr. Todd,
Too, Mr. Todd,
Who gets to sell!
TODD:
But fortunately, it's also clear
BOTH:
That [L: But] ev'rybody goes down well with beer!
LOVETT: (spoken)
Since marine doesn't appeal to you, 'ow about... rear admiral?
TODD: Too salty. I prefer general.
LOVETT: With, or without his privates? "With" is extra.
TODD: What is that?
LOVETT:
It's fop.
Finest in the shop.
And we have some shepherd's pie peppered
With actual shepherd on top!
And I've just begun --
Here's the politician, so oily
It's served with a doily,
Have one!
TODD:
Put it on a bun.
Well, you never know if it's going to run!
LOVETT:
Try the friar,
Fried, it's drier!
TODD:
No, the clergy is really
Too coarse and too mealy!
LOVETT:
Then actor,
That's compacter!
TODD:
Yes, and always arrives overdone!
I'll come again when you have JUDGE on the menu!
LOVETT: (spoken) Wait! True, we don't have judge yet,
but we've got something you might fancy even better.
TODD: What's that?
LOVETT: Executioner!
TODD:
Have charity towards the world, my pet!
LOVETT:
Yes, yes, I know, my love!
TODD:
We'll take the customers that we can get!
LOVETT:
High-born and low, my love!
TODD:
We'll not discriminate great from small!
No, we'll serve anyone,
Meaning anyone,
BOTH:
And to anyone
At all!
God, That's Good
TOBIAS:
Ladies and gentlemen
May I have your attention,please?
Are your nostrils aquiver and tingling as well as that delicate, lushious, ambrosial smell?
yes,they are,I can tell
Well,ladies and gentlemen
that aroma enriching the breeze,
is like something compared to its succulent source
as the gourmets among you will tell you,of course.
Ladies and gentlemen you can't imagine the rapture in store,
just inside of this door!
There,you'll sample Mrs.Lovett's meat pies.savory and sweet pies,as you'll see.
You who eat pies Mrs. Lovetts meat pies conjure up the treat pies used to be!
CUSTOMERS:
Over here,boy. How about some ale?
Let me have another,laddie!
Could we have some service,waiter?
Could we have some service?
What about that pie boy?
TOBIAS:
Ladies and gentlemen-
LOVETT:
Toby!
TOBIAS:
Coming,excuse me
LOVETT:
Ale there!
TOBIAS:
Right,Ma'am!
LOVETT:
Quick,Now!
CUSTOMERS:
God, that's good!
LOVETT:
Nice to see you,dearie. How have you been keeping?Cor,me bones is weary!
Toby! One for the gentlemen.
Hear the birdies cheeping
Helps to keep it cheery
Toby! Throw the old woman out!!
CUSTOMERS:
God, that's good!
LOVETT:
What's your pleasure,dearie?
No,we don't cut slices.
Cor,me eyes is bleary!
Toby!none for the gentlemen!
I could up me prices.I'm a little leery.
Business couldn't be better,though.
CUSTOMERS:
God, That's Good!
LOVETT:
knock on wood
TODD:
Psst!
LOVETT:
Excuse me
TODD:
Psst!
LOVETT:
Dear, See to the customers.
TODD:
Psst!
LOVETT:
Yes, What, Love?Quick,though,the trade is brisk.
TODD:
But it's six 'o' clock
LOVETT:
So it's six 'o' clock?
TODD:
it was due to avrive at a quarter and it's six 'o' clock!
LOVETT:
...And it's probably already down the block! It'll be here! It'll be here!
TODD:
I've been Waiting all day!
It should have here by now!
CUSTOMERS:
More hot Pies!
LOVETT:
Will you wait there coolly?
TODD:
You'll come back when it comes?
LOVETT:
....'Cause my customers truly,are getting unruly and-- What's your pleasure,dearie?
Whoops! I beg Your Pardon!
Just me hands is smeary.
Toby! Run for the gentlemen!
Don't You love the garden? Always makes me teary. Must be one of them foreiners.
CUSTOMERS:
God, that's good, that is delicious!
LOVETT:
What's my secret? Frankly,dear,forgive my Candor. Family Secret, all to do with herbs.
Things like being careful with your coriander. That's what makes the gravy grander.
CUSTOMERS:
More hot pies!more hot!more pies!
TODD:
Psst!
LOVETT:
excuse me.
TODD:
Psst!
LOVETT:
Dear,see to the customers.
TODD:
Psst!
LOVETT:
Yes,what,love? Quick,though,the trade is brisk.
TODD:
It's here!
LOVETT:
It's where?
TODD:
Coming up the stair.
LOVETT:
I'll get rid of this lot as they're still pretty hot and then I'll be there!
TODD:
It's about to be opened or don't you care?
LOVETT:
I'll be there!I'll be there! but They'll never be sold if they get cold.
TODD:
But we have to prepare!
LOVETT:
Incidentally, dearie. You know Mrs. Mooney. Sales have been so dreary
Toby! Poor thing is penniless. What about that loony. lookin' sort of beery.
Oh Well,got her come-uppance and that'll be
thruppence
CUSTOMERS:
God, that's good. that is "de". have you "licious" ever tasted smell such
Oh my god what more, that's pies good!
TODD/LOVETT:
Oo-oo-oo. Oo-oo-oo.
Is that a chair fit for a king?A wonderous,neat,and most particular chair?
LOVETT:
It's gorgeous!It's Gorgeous!
TODD:
You tell me where is there a seat can half compare with this Particular thing!
LOVETT:
It's Perfect!It's Gorgeous!
TODD:
I have a few minor adjustments to make.
LOVETT:
You make your few minor adjustments.
TODD:
they'll take a moment I'll call you.
LOVETT:
You take your time I'll go see to the Customers.
TODD:
I have Another Friend!
TOBIAS:
Is that a pie fit for a king? such wondrous Sweet and most particular thing?
LOVETT:
Its gorgeous! It's Gorgeous!
TOBIAS:
You see, Ma'am, why there is no meat pie can compete with delectable pie.
LOVETT:
It's Perfect!It's Gorgeous!
TOBIAS:
The crust all velvety and wavy.
LOVETT:
The crust all velvety and wavy.
TOBIAS:
That Glaze,Those Crimps.
LOVETT:
That Glaze,Those Crimps
TOBIAS:
And then the Thick, Succulent gravy..
LOVETT:
And then the Thick, Succulent gravy.
TODD:
And now to test...This best of barber chairs.
TOBIAS:
One whiff, One glimpse.
LOVETT:
So rich,so thick,it makes you sick.
TOBIAS:
so tender that you surrender
TODD:
Psst!
LOVETT:
Excuse me
TODD:
Psst!
LOVETT:
Dear see to the customers
TODD:
Psst!
LOVETT:
All set love?
TODD:
Quick now!
LOVETT:
Me heart's a flutter!
TODD:
When I pound the floor....
LOVETT:
....When you pound the floor...
TODD:
...it's the signal to show that I'm ready to go
LOVETT:
Yes, you told me before. You'll be ready to go when you pound the floor.
Will you trust me?! Will you trust me?!
TODD:
I just want to be sure. When I'm certain you're in place I'll pound three times.
Three times. And then You....?
LOVETT:
*Clang!Clang!*
Three Times!
LOVETT:
*Clang!Clang!Clang!*
If You-!
LOVETT:
*Clang!Clang!Clang!*
Exactly!
CUSTOMERS:
More hot pies!
LOVETT:
God!
CUSTOMERS:
More hot more pies!
LOVETT:
Right!
CUSTOMERS:
More!
LOVETT:
Wait!!!
LOVETT:
*ClangClangClang*
TODD:
*ClangClangClang*
CUSTOMERS:
More hot pies!
More hot more pies!
More Hot Pies!!
LOVETT:/*TOBY:
eat them slow and feel the crust how thin
I/*she rolled it.eat them slow 'cause every one's a prize.eat them slow 'cause
that's the lot and now we sold it.come again tomorow!
LOVETT:
Hold It!
CUSTOMERS:
More hot pies!
LOVETT:
bless my eyes!
Fresh Supplies!
How about it,dearie?
TOBIAS:
is that a pie fit for a king...
LOVETT:
be here in a twinkling!
TOBIAS:
A wondrous Sweet...
LOVETT:
Just confirms my theory
TOBIAS:
...and Most delectable thing?
LOVETT:
Toby!God watches over us.Didn't have an inkling.Positivly eerie.
TOBIAS:
you see why there's no meat pie--
LOVETT:
Toby! Throw the old woman out!
CUSTOMERS:
God thats good.that is "de".
have you "licious" ever tasted smell such Oh my god what more,that's pies good!
Johanna 3
ANTHONY:
I feel you, Johanna, I feel you
Do they think that walls can hide you?
Even now I'm at your window
I am in the dark beside you,
Buried sweetly in your yellow hair, Johanna…
TODD:
And are you beautiful and pale,
With yellow hair, like her
I'd want you beautiful and pale,
The way I've dreamed you were, Johanna...
ANTHONY:
Johanna...
TODD:
And if you're beautiful, what then,
With yellow hair, like wheat?
I think we shall not meet again -
My little dove, my sweet Johanna…
ANTHONY:
I'll steal you, Johanna…
TODD:
Goodbye, Johanna.
You're gone, and yet you're mine.
I'm fine, Johanna, I'm fine!
ANTHONY:
Johanna…
BEGGAR WOMAN:
Smoke! Smoke! Sign of the devil! Sign of the devil!
City on fire!
Witch! Witch! Smell it, sir! An evil smell!
Every night at the vespers bell -
Smoke that comes from the mouth of hell -
City on fire! City on fire!
Mischief! Mischief! Mischief...
TODD:
And if I never hear your voice,
My turtledove, my dear,
I still have reason to rejoice:
The way ahead is clear, Johanna...
JOHANNA:
I'll marry Anthony Sunday
Anthony…Sunday…
ANTHONY:
I feel you…
TODD:
And in that darkness when I'm blind
With what I can't forget -
ANTHONY:
Johanna…
TODD:
It's always morning in my mind,
My little lamb, my pet, Johanna…
JOHANNA:
I knew you'd come for me one day…
Come for me…one day…
TODD/ANTHONY:
You stay, Johanna - Johanna…
TODD:
The way I've dreamed you are
Oh look, Johanna - a star!
ANTHONY:
Buried sweetly in your yellow hair…
TODD:
A shooting star!
BEGGAR WOMAN:
There! There! Somebody, somebody look up there!
Didn't I tell you? Smell that air! City on fire!
Quick, sir! Run and tell!
Warn 'em all of the witch's spell!
There it is, there it is, the unholy smell!
Tell it to the Beadle and the police as well!
Tell 'em! Tell 'em! Help! Fiend!
City on fire! City on fire!
Mischief! Mischief! Mischief...Fiend . . .
Alms…alms...for a miserable woman…
TODD:
And though I'll think of you, I guess, until the day I die,
I think I miss you less and less as every day goes by,
Johanna...
ANTHONY:
Johanna...
JOHANNA:
With you beside me on Sunday,
Married on…Sunday…
TODD:
And you'd be beautiful and pale,
And look too much like her.
If only angels could prevail,
We'd be the way we were, Johanna...
ANTHONY:
I feel you...Johanna…
JOHANNA:
Married on Sunday…married on Sunday ...
TODD:
Wake up, Johanna! Another bright red day!
We learn, Johanna, to say goodbye!
ANTHONY:
I’ll steal you!
By the Sea
LOVETT:
(she kisses Todd)
Ooh, Mr. Todd! (kiss)
I'm so happy! (kiss)
I could (kiss)
Eat you up, I really could!
You know what I'd like to do, Mr. Todd? (kiss)
What I dream (kiss)
If the business stays as good?
Where I'd really like to go,
In a year or so?
Don't you want to know?
TODD: (spoken) Yes, yes, of course.
LOVETT: Do you really want to know?
TODD: (spoken) Yes, I do, I do.
LOVETT: (spoken) I've always had this dream...
Ever since I was a skinny little slip of a thing and my rich Aunt
Nettie used to take me down to the seaside August Bank Holiday...
The pier... Makin' little castles in the sand...
Ooh, I can still feel me toes wigglin' around in the briney!
By the sea, Mr. Todd, that's the life I covet,
By the sea, Mr. Todd, ooh, I know you'd love it!
You and me, Mr. T, we could be alone
In a house wot we'd almost own,
Down by the sea!
Wouldn't that be smashing?
TODD: Anything you say...
LOVETT:
With the sea at our gate, we'll have kippered herring
Wot have swum to us straight from the Straits of Bering!
Ev'ry night, in the kip, when we're through our kippers,
I'll be there slippin' off your slippers!
By the sea,
With the fishies splashing!
By the sea!
Wouldn't that be smashing?
TODD: Anything you say, anything you say...
LOVETT:
I can hear us wakin,'
The breakers breakin,'
The seagulls squawkin,'
'Hoo, hoo!'
I do me bakin,'
Then I go walkin'
With you-hoo!
Yoo-hoo!
I'll warm me bones on the esplanade,
Have tea and scones with me gay young blade,
Then I'll knit a sweater
While you write a letter
Unless we've got better to do-hoo!
TODD: Anything you say...
LOVETT:
Think how snug it'll be underneath our flannel
When it's just you and me and the English Channel!
In our cozy retreat kept all neat and tidy,
We'll have chums over ev'ry Friday!
By the sea!
Don'tcha love the weather?
By the sea!
We'll grow old together!
By the seaside,
Hoo, hoo!
By the beautiful sea!
(spoken)
Oh, I can see us now, in our bathing dresses!
You in a nice, rich navy, and me... stripes, perhaps.
It'll be so quiet,
That who'll come by it,
Except a seagull
Hoo, hoo!
We shouldn't try it,
Though, 'til it's legal for two-hoo!
But a seaside wedding could be devised,
Me rumpled bedding legitimized!
Me eyelids'll flutter,
I'll turn into butter,
The moment I mutter I do-hoo!
By the sea, in our nest, we could share our kippers
With the odd payin' guest from the weekend trippers,
Have a nice sunny suite for the guest to rest in,
Now and then, you could do the guest in!
By the sea,
Married nice and proper!
By the sea,
Bring along your chopper!
To the seaside,
Hoo, hoo!
By the beautiful sea!
Wigmaker's Sequence
TODD (spoken):
Anthony!
ANTHONY (spoken):
Mr. Todd!
I found Johanna!
That monster of a judge has her locked away in a madhouse!
TODD:
Where?
ANTHONY:
Where no one can reach her!
At Fogg's Asylum!
Oh, Mr. Todd!
She is in there with these screeching, gibbering maniacs!
TODD:
A madhouse!
A madhouse?
Johanna is as good as rescued!
Where do you suppose all the wigmakers in London go to obtain their human hair?
Bedlam!
They get their hair from the lunatics at Bedlam!
For the right amount, they'll sell you any hair off any madman's head.
We'll write a note to this Mr. Fogg at the highest price for the exact shade of Johanna's!
Which I trust you know?
ANTHONY:
Yellow?
TODD:
No!
That's not exact enough!
I must make you into a credible wigmaker!
And quickly, too!
TODD (sung):
There's tawny, and there's golden sapphron
There's flaxon, and there's blonde!
Repeat that!
ANTHONY (sung):
Yes, Mr. Todd!
There's tawny, and there's golden sapphron
There's flaxon, and there's blonde!
TODD:
Good!
There's coarse, there's straight, there's fine and curly
There's grey, there's white as ashes...
CHORUS:
Sweeney waited too long before
But never again, he swore
Fortune arrived, Sweeney had sang,
Sweeney was ready and Sweeney sprang
Sweeney's problems went up in smoke
All within a single stroke
Sweeney was sharp, Sweeney was burning
Sweeney began the end inferno
Sweeney! Sweeney! Sweeney! Sweeney!
ANTHONY:
There's finer texture, ash looks fair!
Which makes it rare, but flaxon's rare...
TODD:
No, no!
The flaxon's cheaper!
ANTHONY:
Flaxon's cheaper, not rarer!
TODD (spoken):
Now off with you, Anthony!
And remember, when you have rescued Johanna, bring here here!
And I will guard her while you hire the chase to Plymouth.
TODD (spoken):
I will be with you before the evening's out, Mr. Todd!
Thank you,
Friend!
Not While I'm Around
Nothing's gonna harm you, not while I'm around.
Nothing's gonna harm you, no sir, not while I'm around.
Demons are prowling everywhere, nowadays,
I'll send 'em howling,
I don't care, I got ways.
No one's gonna hurt you,
No one's gonna dare.
Others can desert you,
Not to worry, whistle, I'll be there.
Demons'll charm you with a smile, for a while,
But in time...
Nothing can harm you
Not while I'm around...
Not to worry, not to worry
I may not be smart but I ain't dumb
I can do it, put me to it
Show me something I can overcome
Not to worry, Mum
Being close and being clever
Ain't like being true
I don't need to,
I would never hide a thing from you,
Like some...
No one's gonna hurt you, no one's gonna dare
Others can desert you,
Not to worry, whistle, I'll be there!
Demons'll charm you with a smile, for a while
But in time...
Nothing can harm you
Not while I'm around...
Parlor Songs
BEADLE:
Sweet Polly Plunkett lay in the grass,
Turned her eyes heavenward, sighing,
"I am a lass who alas loves a lad
Who alas has a lass in Canterbury.
'Tis a row dow diddle dow day,
'Tis a row dow diddle dow dee ..."
MRS. LOVETT: Oh, beadle Bamford, I didn't know you were a music lover, too.
BEADLE: Good afternoon, Mrs. Lovett. Fine instrument you've acquired.
MRS. LOVETT: Oh yes, it's my pride and joy.
BEADLE:
Sweet Polly Plunkett saw her life pass,
Flew down the city road, crying,
"I am a lass who alas loves a lad
Who alas has a lass loves another lad
Who once I had
In Canterbury.
'Tis a row dow diddle dow day,
'Tis a row dow diddle dow dee ..."
Well, ma'am, I hope you have a few moments, you see there's been complaints.
MRS LOVETT: Complaints?
BEADLE: It's about the stink from your chimney.
Just a routine inspection of course. : Ah, one of mother's favorites . ..
If one bell rings in the Tower of Bray,
Ding dong, your true love will stay.
Ding dong, one bell today
In the Tower of Bray...
Ding dong!
Anyway Ma'am, health regulations being my duty,
I'm afraid I'll have to ask you to take a look.
MRS LOVETT: At the bakehouse?
BEALDE: That's right, Ma'am.
MRS LOVETT: Oh, but it's locked you see, and I don't have the key.
Mr. Todd, he's got the key, and he's not here right now.
BEADLE: When will he be back?
MRS LOVETT: Well i couldn't say, im sure.
BEADLE: Well we'll just have to wait for him, won't we?
But if two bells ring in the Tower of Bray,
Ding dong, ding dong, your true love will stray.
Ding dong -
TOBIAS: Ding dong! Two bells today in the Tower of Bray.
Ding dong, ding dong...
BEADLE: What's that?
MRS LOVETT: Oh. oh that's just the lad what helps me with the pies.
BEADLE: Well surley he's in the bakehouse, well isn't he?
MRS LOVETT: Oh yes, yes, oh yes of course!
But you see, last week he run off and we found him 2 days later down by the
embankment half-starved, poor thing.
So ever since then, we locks him in for his own security.
Oh! do have a try at the third bell, it always touches my heart.
BEADLE: If three bells ring in the Tower of Bray...
Since you're a fellow music lover, ma'am,
why not raise your voice along with mine?
MRS. LOVETT: All right.
BEADLE:Ding dong!
MRS LOVETT: Ding dong!
BEALDE: Ding dong!
BOTH: Your loves gone away
BEADLE: Ding dong!
MRS LOVETT: Ding dong!
BEADLE and TOBIAS: Ding dong!
BEADLE: Three bells today!
BOTH: In the Tower of Bray.
BEADLE and TOBIAS: Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong...
BEADLE: If four bells ring in Tower of
MRS. LOVETT: How many bells are there?
BEADLE: Twelve.
Ding dong!
MRS. LOVETT:Ding dong!
TOBIAS:Ding dong!
BEADLE:Ding dong!
BEADLE, MRS. LOVETT and TOBIAS:
Then lovers must pray! ...
BEADLE: Ding dong!
MRS LOVETT: Ding dong!
TOBIAS: Ding dong!
BEADLE: Ding dong!
BEADLE and TOBIAS: Four bells today, in the Tower of Bray.
ALL: Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong
BEADLE and TOBIAS: Ding dong!
Final Sequence
JUDGE:
(spoken)
Where is she? Where is the girl?
TODD:
(spoken)
Down below, your honor,
With my neighbor, Mrs. Lovett.
Thank heaven, the sailor
Did not molest her
Thank heaven too,
She has seen the error of her ways
JUDGE:
(spoken)
She has?
TODD:
(spoken)
Oh yes, sir... she speaks only of you.
Longing for forgiveness
JUDGE:
(spoken)
And she shall have it!
(sung)
Pretty women
TODD:
(sung)
Pretty women, yes
JUDGE:
(spoken)
Quickly sir, a splash of bayrum
TODD:
(spoken)
Sit sir, sit
JUDGE:
(sung)
Johanna, Johanna
TODD:
(sung)
Pretty women, pretty women
Are a wonder
JUDGE:
(spoken simultaneously)
Quickly man! You are in merry mood again, today, barber!
TODD:
(sung)
Pretty women
JUDGE/TODD:
(sung)
What we do for pretty women
(simultaneously)
Blowing out their candles or
(Blowing out their candles, oh!)
Combing out their hair,
Combing out their hair, and they-)
Even when they leave
(Even when they leave you and vanish)
They still are there.
(They somehow can still remain there)
They're there
JUDGE:
(spoken)
How seldom it is,
one meets a fellow spirit
TODD:
(spoken)
With fellow tastes...
In women, at least
JUDGE:
(spoken)
What?! What's that?!
TODD:
(spoken)
No doubt, the years have changed me
But then, I suppose,
The face of a barber, the face
Of a prisoner in the dark
Is hardly memorable
JUDGE:
(shouted)
Beenjamin Barker?!
TODD:
(shouted)
Benjamin Barker!
(sung)
Rest now, my friends
Rest now forever
Sleep now, the untroubled sleep
Of the angels--
MRS. LOVETT
(shouted from of stage)
DIE! DIE! GOD IN HEAVEN, DIE!
(quick "Ballad Of Sweeney Todd" reprise)
MRS. LOVETT:
(spoken)
Can it be?
Have all the demons in Hell
Come to torment me?
TODD:
(spoken)
Why did you scream?
Does the judge still live?!
MRS. LOVETT:
No! Don't touch her!
TODD:
What are you talking about?
It's just some mental, old
Beggar woman--
Oh no...Oh God!
"Don't I know you," she said..
You knew..
From the moment I walked into your shop
You knew my Lucy lived..
MRS. LOVETT:
I was only thinking of you..
Your Lucy, a crazy hag
Picking bones and rotten spuds
Out of alley ash cans!
Would you have wanted to know
That was all that was left of her?
TODD:
(muttered)
You lied to me..
MRS. LOVETT:
(simulataneously with TODD)
No, no, not lied at all
No, I never lied, said she
Took a poison, she did
Never said that she died
Poor thing, but it left her weak in
Her head, all she did for weeks
Was just lie there in bed
Should've been in hospital,
Wound up in bedlam, instead
Poor thing, better you to think
She was dead, yes,
I lied, 'cause I love you
I'd be twice the wive she was!
I love you!
TODD:
Lucy, I've come home again
Lucy, oh my God!
(then)
TODD:
(sung)
Mrs. Lovett, you're a bloody wonder
Eminently practical, and yet
Appropriate as always
As you've said, repeatedly,
There's little point in
Dwelling on the past
(now simulatneously with MRS. LOVETT)
Now come here, my love
Nothing left to fear my love
What's dead, is dead
MRS. LOVETT:
Do you mean it?
Everything I did, I swear,
I thought was only for the best
Believe me, can we,
Still be, married?
TODD:
(sung simulataneously with MRS. LOVETT)
The history of the world, my pet
Is learn forgiveness, and try
To forget
And life is for the alive, my dear
So let's keep living it,
Just keep living it
Really living it!
MRS. LOVETT
Oh Mr. Todd, ooh Mr. Todd,
Leave it to me
Dont you see, Mr. Todd,
We'll be comfy cozy, you and me
Mr. Todd, where there's no one nosey
Just keep living it,
Really living it--
TODD:
(sung, holding back tears)
There was a barber and his wife,
And she was beautiful
A foolish barber and his wife,
She was his reason and his life
And she was beautiful,
And she was virtuous,
And he was, naive
TOBIAS:
(sung)
Patty cake, patty cake
Baker's man,
Bake me a cake..no, no..
Bake me a pie, to delight my eye..
(spoken)
Mr. Todd? Oh..
Where's the old woman?
You've harmed her too, have you?
You shouldn't, you know?
You shouldn't harm nobody..
Oh, razor, razor
Cut-a, cut-a, cut-a, cut-a
(sung)
Bat him, and prick him,
And mark him with a "B"
And put him in the over for baby
And me
(kills Todd)
Finale
COMPANY (Variously):
The engine roared, the motor hissed,
And who could see how the road would twist?
In Sweeney's ledger the entries matched:
A beadle arrived, and a beadle dispatched
To satisfy the hungry god
Of Sweeney TODD,
ALL:
The Demon Barber of Fleet. ..
Street.
Sweeney! Sweeney!
Sweeney! Sweeney! Sweeney!
Sweeney!
Sweeeeeneeeeey!
INMATES
Sweeeeeeeeeeeeeeneeeeeeeeeeeeey...
Sweeneysweeneysweeneysweeney. ..
LUNATICS (In three contrapuntal groups):
City on fire!
Rats in the grass
And the lunatics yelling in the streets!
It's the end of the world! Yes!
City on fire!
Hunchbacks dancing!
Stirrings in the ground
And the whirring of giant wings!
Watch out!
Look!
Blotting out the moonlight,
Thick black rain falling on the
City on fire!
City on fire!
City on fire!
(
JOHANNA:
Will we be married on Sunday?
That's what you promised,
Married on Sunday!
That was last August.. .
Kiss me!
LUNATICS:
City on fire!
Rats in the streets
And the lunatics yelling at the moon!
It's the end of the world! Yes!
City on fire!
Hunchbacks kissing!
Stirrings in the graves
And the screaming of giant winds!
Watch out! Look!
Crawling on the chimneys,
Great black crows screeching at the
City on fire!
City on fire!
City on fire!
MRS. LOVETT:
Toby!
Where are you, love?
TODD:
Toby!
Where are you, lad?
MRS. LOVETT:
Nothing's gonna harm you . . .
TODD:
Toby!
MRS. LOVETT:
Not while I'm around ...
TODD :
Toby!
MRS. LOVETT:
Where are you hiding?
Nothing's gonna harm you,
Darling . . .
TODD:
Nothing to be afraid of, boy...
MRS. LOVETT:
Not while I'm around.
TODD:
Toby...
MRS. LOVETT :
Demons are prowling everywhere
Nowadays ...
TODD:
Toby...
LUNATICS:
City on fire!
Rats in the streets
And the lunatics yelling at the moon!
It's the end of the world! Yes!
BEGGAR WOMAN:
Beadle! ... Beadle! . . .
No good hiding, I saw you!
Are you in there still,
Beadle? ... Beadle? ...
Get her, but watch it!
She's a wicked one, she'll deceive you
With her fancy gowns
And her fancy airs
And her -
Mischief! Mischief!
Devil's work!
Where are you, Beadle?
Beadle ...
LUNATICS:
City on fire!
Rats in the streets
And the lunatics yelling at the moon!
It's the end of the world! Good!
City on fire!
Hunchbacks kissing!
Stirrings in the graves
And the screaming of giant winds!
Watch out! Look!
Crawling on the chimneys,
Great black crows screeching at the
City on fire! . ..
ANTHONY: Mr. TODD?
JOHANNA: No one here. Where is this Mr. TODD?
ANTHONY:
No matter. He'll be back in a moment, for I trust him as I trust my right arm.
Wait for him here - I'll return with the coach in less than half an hour.
JOHANNA: But they are after us still. What if they trace us here?
Oh, Anthony, please let me come with you.
ANTHONY: No, my darling, there is no safety for you on the street.
JOHANNA: But dressed in these sailor's clothes, who's to know it is I?
ANTHONY: No, the risk is too great.
Ah, miss,
Look at me, look at me, miss, oh,
Look at me please, oh,
Favor me, favor me with your glance.
Ah, miss,
Soon we'll be, soon we'll be gone
And sailing the seas
And happily, happily wed
In France.
both:
And we'll sail the world
And see its wonders
From the pearls of Spain
To the rubies of Tibet-
ANTHONY.
And then come home to
London.
JOHANNA:
And then home.
Some day. Some day.
ANTHONY: And I'll be back before those lips have time to lose that smile.
BEGGAR WOMAN:
Beadle! ...
Beadle!
Where are you?
Beadle, dear!
Beadle!
JOHANNA: Someone calling the beadle! I knew it!
BEGGAR WOMAN:
Beadle deedle deedle deedle deedle dumpling,
Beadle dumpling, Be-deedle dumpling . ..
And why should you weep then, my jo, my jing?
Ohh . . .
Your father's at tea with the Swedish king.
He'll bring you the moon on a silver string.
Ohh .. .
Ohh ...
Quickly to sleep then, my jo, my jing,
He'll bring you a shoe and a wedding ring.
Sing here again, home again,
Come again spring.
He'll be coming soon now
To kiss you, my jo, my jing,
Bringing you the moon
And a shoe and a wedding ring.
He'll be coming here again,
Home again . . .
TODD: You! What are you doing here?
BEGGAR WOMAN: Ah, evil is here, sir.
The stink of evil - from below - from her! Beadle dear, beadle!
TODD: Out of here, woman.
BEGGAR WOMAN: She's the Devil's wife! Oh, beware her, sir. Beware of her.
She with no pity in her heart.
TODD: Out, I say!
BEGGAR WOMAN:
Hey, don't I know you, mister?
TODD: The Judge. I have no time.
JUDGE: Where is she? Where is the girl?
TODD: Below, your Honor. In the care of my neighbor, Mrs. Lovett.
Thank heavens the sailor did not molest her.
Thank heavens too, she has seen the error of her ways.
JUDGE: She has?
TODD: Oh yes, your lesson was well learned, sir.
She speaks only of you, longing for forgiveness.
JUDGE: And she shall have it. She'll be here soon, you say?
TODD:
I think I hear her now.
JUDGE: Oh, excellent, my friend!
TODD:
Is that her dainty footstep on the stair?
JUDGE: I hear nothing.
TODD:
Yes, isn't that her shadow on the wall?
JUDGE: Where?
TODD: There!
Primping,
Making herself even prettier than usual -
JUDGE:
Even prettier ...
TODD:
If possible.
JUDGE:
Ohhhhhhh,
Pretty women!
TODD:
Pretty women, yes ...
JUDGE: Quickly, sir, a splash of bay rum!
TODD: Sit, sir, sit.
JUDGE:
JOHANNA,JOHANNA.. .
TODD:
Pretty women . . .
JUDGE: Hurry, man!
TODD:
Pretty women
Are a wonder . . .
JUDGE: You're in a merry mood again today, barber.
TODD:
Pretty women!
JUDGE:
What we do for
TODD:
Pretty women! Pretty women!
Blowing out their candles Blowing out their candles
Or combing out their hair - Or combing out their hair,
Then they leave -
Even when they leave you Even when they leave,
And vanish, they somehow They still
Can still remain Are there,
There with you there ... They're there . ..
JUDGE: How seldom it is one meets a fellow spirit!
TODD: With fellow tastes - in women, at least.
JUDGE: What? What's that?
TODD: The years no doubt have changed me, sir.
But then, I suppose, the face of a barber - the face of a prisoner in the
dock - is not particularly memorable.
JUDGE:
Benjamin Barker!
TODD:
Rest now, my friend,
Rest now forever.
Sleep now the untroubled
Sleep of the angels ...
COMPANY:
Lift your razor high, Sweeney!
Hear it singing, "Yes!"
Sink it in the rosy skin
Of righteousness!
MRS. LOVETT: Die! Die! God in heaven - die! You! Can it be?
How all the demons of Hell come to torment me!
TODD: Why did you scream? Does the JUDGE still live?
MRS. LOVETT: He was clutching, holding on to my skirt, but now - he's finished.
TODD: Leave them to me. Open the doors.
MRS. LOVETT: No! Don't touch her!
TODD: What is the matter with you?
It's only some meddling old beggar - Oh no, Oh God..."Don't I know you?" she said...
You knew she lived.
From the first moment that I walked into your shop you knew my Lucy lived!
MRS. LOVETT: I was only thinking of you!
TODD:
Lucy. . .
MRS. LOVETT: Your Lucy!
A crazy hag picking bones and rotten spuds out of alley ash-cans!
Would you have wanted to know that was all that was left of her?
TODD: You lied to me.
MRS. LOVETT:
No, no, not lied at all.
No, I never lied.
TODD:
Lucy...
MRS. LOVETT:
Said she took the poison - she did -
Never said that she died -
Poor thing,
She lived -
TODD:
I've come home again . . .
MRS. LOVETT:
But it left her weak in the head,
All she did for months was just lie there in bed -
TODD:
Lucy. . .
MRS. LOVETT:
Should've been in hospital,
Wound up in Bedlam instead,
Poor thing!
TODD:
Oh, my God . . .
MRS. LOVETT:
Better you should think she was dead.
Yes, I lied 'cos I love you!
TODD:
Lucy...
MRS. LOVETT:
I'd be twice the wife she was!
I love you!
TODD:
What have I done?...
MRS. LOVETT:
Could that thing have cared for you
Like me?
TODD:
Mrs. Lovett,
You're a bloody wonder,
Eminently practical and yet
Appropriate as always.
As you've said repeatedly,
There's little point in dwelling on the past.
MRS. LOVETT:
Do you mean it?
Everything I did I swear
I thought
Was only for the best,
Believe me!
Can we still be
Married?
No, come here, my love ..
Not a thing to fear,
My love . . .
What's dead
Is dead.
TODD:
The history of the world, my pet -
MRS. LOVETT:
Oh, Mr. Todd,
Ooh, Mr. Todd,
Leave it to me .. .
TODD:
Is learn forgiveness and try to forget.
MRS. LOVETT:
By the sea, Mr. Todd,
We'll be comfy-cozy,
By the sea, Mr. Todd,
Where there's no one nosy ...
TODD:
And life is for the alive, my dear,
So let's keep living it - !
BOTH:
Just keep living it,
Really living it - !
TODD:
There was a barber and his wife,
And she was beautiful.
A foolish barber and his wife,
She was his reason and his life.
And she was beautiful.
And she was virtuous.
And he was -
Naive.
TOBIAS:
Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, baker man.
Bake me a cake -
No,no,
Bake me a pie -
To delight my eye,
And I will sigh
If the crust be high ...
Mr. TODD.
Pat him and prick him and mark him with B, and put him in the oven for baby and me!
Part I is here.