Andrew Lloyd Webber Act 2. Scene 3. Notes/Twisted Every Way Lyrics

ANDRE:
Ludicrous! Have you seen the score?

FIRMIN:
Simply ludicrous!

ANDRE:
It's the final straw!

FIRMIN:
This is lunacy! Well, you know my views

ANDRE:
Utter lunacy!

FIRMIN:
But we daren't refuse...

ANDRE:
Not another chandelier...

FIRMIN:
Look, my friend, what we have here

ANDRE:
"Dear Andre, Re my orchestrations: We need another first bassoon.
Every note's overblown-and that third trombone has to go!
The man could not be deafer, so please preferably one who plays in tune!"

FIRMIN:
"Dear Firmin, vis a vis my opera: some chorus-members must be sacked.
If you could, find out which has a sense of pitch -
wisely, though, I've managed to a__ign a rather minor role to those who cannot act!"

CARLOTTA:
Outrage!

FIRMIN:
What is it now?

CARLOTTA:
This whole affair is an outrage!

FIRMIN:
Signora, please

ANDRE:
Now what's the matter?

CARLOTTA:
Have you seen the size of my part?

ANDRE:
Signora, listen...

PIANGI:
It's an insult!

FIRMIN:
Not you as well!

PIANGI:
Just look at this -it's an insult!

FIRMIN:
Please, understand...

ANDRE:
Signor! Signora!

CARLOTTA:
The things I have to do for my art!

PIANGI:
If you can call this gibberish "art"!

CARLOTTA:
Ah! Here's our little flower!

FIRMIN:
Ah Miss Daae quite the lady of the hour!

ANDRE:
You have secured the largest role in this "Don Juan".

CARLOTTA:
Christine Daae? She doesn't have the voice!

FIRMIN:
Signora, please!

RAOUL:
Then I take it you're agreeing.

CARLOTTA:
She's behind this...

ANDRE:
It appears we have no choice.

CARLOTTA:
She's the one behind this!
Christine Daae!

CHRISTINE:
How dare you!

CARLOTTA:
I'm not a fool!

CHRISTINE:
You evil woman! How dare you!

CARLOTTA:
You think I'm blind?

CHRISTINE:
This isn't my fault! I don't want any part in this plot!

FIRMIN:
Miss Daae, surely...

ANDRE:
But why not?

PIANGI:
What does she say?

FIRMIN:
It's your decision - But why not?

CARLOTTA:
She's backing out!

ANDRE:
You have a duty!

CHRISTINE:
I cannot sing it, duty or not!

RAOUL:
Christine, Christine ...You don't have to, they can't make you...

GIRY:
Please, monsieur: another note.

"Fondest greetings to you all!
A few instructions just before rehearsal starts: Carlotta must be taught to act ..."

PHANTOM'S VOICE:
...not her normal trick of strutting round the stage.

Our Don Juan must lose some weight
-it's not healthy in a man of Piangi's age.
And my managers must learn
that their place is in an office, not the arts.
As for Miss Christine Daae...
No doubt she'll do her best -
it's true her voice is good.
She knows, though, should she wish to excel
she has much still to learn,
if pride will let her return to me,
her teacher, her teacher...
Your obedient friend...

GIRY:
"... and Angel ..."

RAOUL:
We have all been blind
- and yet the answer is staring us in the face.
This could be the chance to ensnare our clever friend ...

ANDRE:
We're listening...

FIRMIN:
Go on.

RAOUL:
We shall play his game - perform his work -
but remember we hold the ace.
For, if Miss Daae sings, he is certain to attend...

ANDRE:
We make certain the doors are barred

FIRMIN:
We make certain our men are there

RAOUL:
We make certain they're armed

RAOUL/ANDRE/FIRMIN:
The curtain falls -his reign will end!

GIRY:
Madness!

ANDRE:
I'm not so sure...

FIRMIN:
Not if it works...

GIRY:
This is madness!

ANDRE:
The tide will turn!

GIRY:
Monsieur, believe me -there is no way of turning the tide!

FIRMIN:
You stick to ballet!

RAOUL:
Then help us!

GIRY:
Monsieur, I can't...

RAOUL:
Instead of warning us

RAOUL/ANDRE/FIRMIN:
Help us!

GIRY:
I wish I could...

RAOUL/ANDRE/FIRMIN:
Don't make excuses!

RAOUL:
Or could it be that you're on his side?

GIRY:
Monsieur, believe me, I intend no ill
but messieurs, be careful -we have seen him kill...

ANDRE/FIRMIN:
We say he'll fall and fall he will!

CARLOTTA:
She's the one behind this! Christine!
This is all her doing!

PIANGI:
This is the truth! Christine Daae!

RAOUL:
This is his undoing!

ANDRE/FIRMIN:
If you succeed you free us all -this so called "angel" has to fall!

RAOUL:
Angel of music, fear my fury -Here is where you fall!

GIRY:
Hear my warning! Fear his fury!

CARLOTTA:
What glory can she hope to gain?
It's clear to all the girl's insane!

ANDRE:
Christine sings, we'll get our man...

PIANGI:
She is crazy! She is raving!

FIRMIN:
If Christine helps us in this plan...

RAOUL:
Say your prayers, black angel of death!

CHRISTINE:
Please don't...

ANDRE:
If Christine won't, then no-one can

GIRY:
Monsieur, I beg you, do not do this

PIANGI/CARLOTTA:
Gran Dio! Che imbroglio!

ANDRE/FIRMIN:
This will seal his fate!

CHRISTINE:
If you don't stop,I'll go mad!!!

Raoul, I'm frightened - don't make me do this
Raoul, it scares me -don't put me through this ordeal by fire
he'll take me, I know ...we'll be parted for ever, he won't let me go
What I once used to dream I now dread...if he finds me, it won't ever end
and he'll always be there, singing songs in my head
he'll always be there, singing songs in my head...

CARLOTTA:
She's mad...

RAOUL:
You said yourself he was nothing but a man.
Yet while he lives, he will haunt us till we're dead

***

CHRISTINE:
Twisted every way, what answer can I give?
Am I to risk my life to win the chance to live?
Can I betray the man who once inspired my voice?
Do I become his prey? Do I have any choice?
He kills without a thought, he murders all that's good
I know I can't refuse and yet, I wish I could
Oh God - if I agree,
what horrors wait for me in this, the Phantom's opera ...?

RAOUL:
Christine, Christine, don't think that I don't care -
but every hope and every prayer rests on you now

So, it is to be war between us!
But this time, clever friend, the disaster will be yours!

***

REYER:
Don Juan, Signor Piangi - here is the phrase.
"Those who tangle with Don Juan . . ." If you please?

PIANGI:
Those who tangle with Don Juan...

REYER:
No, no. Nearly - but no."Those who tan, tan, tan

PIANGI:
Those who tangle with Don Juan...

CARLOTTA:
His way is better. At least he make it sound like music!

GIRY:
Signora - would you speak that way in the presence of the composer?

CARLOTTA:
The composer is not here. And if he were here, I would...

GIRY:
Are you certain of that, Signora...?

REYER:
So, once again - after seven. Five, six, seven

PIANGI:
Those who tangle with Don Juan...

CARLOTTA:
Ah, piu non posso!
What does it matter what notes we sing?

GIRY:
Have patience, Signora.

CARLOTTA:
No-one will know if it is right or if it is wrong. No-one will care if it is right, or if it is wrong.

CARLOTTA:
Those who tangle with Don Juan!

PIANGI:
Those who tan... tan... Is right?

CHRISTINE:
Not quite, Signor: Those who tan... tan...

REYER:
Ladies... Signor Piangi... if you please.

ALL EXCEPT CHRISTINE:
Poor young maiden! For the thrill on your tongue of stolen sweets
you will have to pay the bill -tangled in the winding sheets!

CHRISTINE:
In sleep he sang to me,
in dreams he came ...
that voice which calls to me and speaks my name ...