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Суини Тодд (кратко про и тексты песен)



Фильм основан на бродвейской постановке «Свини Тодд» со стихами и музыкой Сондхайма, по книге Хью Уиллера, основанной на пьесе Кристофера Бонда, премьера которой состоялась в 1979 году и получившая восемь наград Тони, включая награду за лучший мюзикл, представляет собой жанровое смешение из комедии, драмы и ужаса, мастерски объединённые музыкой Сондхайма. Она имела огромную популярность у зрителя и выдержала сотни представлений по всему миру. Сондхайм известен также своими стихами к «Вестсайдской истории» («West Side Story») и «Цыганам» («Gypsy»), он является обладателем Пулитцеровской премии.
История «Свини Тодда» повествует о незаслуженно заключенном в тюрьму цирюльнике викторианской Англии, который хочет отомстить судье, упрятавшего его за решётку. Вот несколько подробностей о внешности героя : "Его кожа бледна, в его глазах - отчуждение. Он брил джентельменов, о которых потом никто никогда не слышал."

СЦЕНАРИЙ к фильму напишет ДЖОН ЛОГАН, известный отечественному зрителю работами: «Авиатор», «Последний Самурай», «Гладиатор».
Продюссированием будущего музыкального триллера займутся Dream Works совместно с Уолтером Парксом и Лори МакДональдом. У них уже имеется успешный опыт сотрудничества над фильмами «Гладиатор», «Люди в чёрном», «Звонок», «Поймай меня, если сможешь», «Особое мнение» и «Терминал».
«Свини Тодд» ознаменует воссоединение ПРОДЮСЕРа РИЧАРДА ЗАНУКА с ДЖОННИ ДЕППОМ и ТИМОМ БЁРТОНОМ, с которыми он работал над «Чарли и шоколадной фабрикой», а с DreamWorks это будет уже его третье сотрудничество.
Для работы над проектом собралась поистине звёздная команда из авторов, продюсеров, сценаристов, режиссёров и пока только одного, но суперпопулярного актёра. Все они в разное время и непосредственно за свою работу либо номинировались на Оскар,
либо являются его обладателями и, кроме того, имеют много и других престижных наград

Джонни Депп о роли:
"Меня радует возможность в шестой раз сыграть у Тима, но пугает то, что речь идет о мюзикле. Я не певец. Хотя и гитарист - всю свою сознательную жизнь. Слух-то у меня есть. Но мне наверняка придется при подготовке к фильму брать уроки вокала. До тех пор, пока продюсеры и сам Тим не осознают, что выбрали не того актера, и не уволят меня. Но я согласен попробовать. Главное, не бояться пробовать."

"Когда-то в Лондоне жил молодой и наивный брадобрей Бенджамин Баркер. Он был женат на прелестной женщине по имени Люси, которая родила ему такую же прелестную дочку. На его беду, прелесть его жены также оценил сластолюбивый судья Терпин — и отправил Бенджамина Баркера на пожизенную каторгу, чтобы без помех овладеть его женой.
Пятнадцать лет спустя Баркер бежал с каторги, под именем Суини Тодда добрался до Лондона — и не нашел у себя дома ни жены, ни дочери. Миссис Лавет, хозяйка маленькой пекарни этажом ниже, вначале не узнавшая его, рассказала ему его собственную историю. Тодд был уничтожен и поклялся страшно отомстить своим обидчикам — судье Терпину и приставу Бэмфорду, который помогал судье в его недостойных делах.
По совету миссис Лавит, не скрывающей своей привязанности к беглецу, он вернулся к своему прежнему ремеслу — снова стал брадобреем в надежде когда-нибудь заполучить к себе в заведение судью и прикончить его."

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No Place Like London
ANTHONY:
I have sailed the world, beheld its wonders
From the Dardanelles
To the mountains of Peru,
But there's no place like London!
TODD :
No, there's no place like London.
ANTHONY : Mr. TODD?
TODD :
You are young.
Life has been kind to you.
You will learn

There's a hole in the world
Like a great black pit
And the vermin of the world
Inhabit it
And its morals aren't worth
What a pig could spit
And it goes by the name of London.
At the top of the hole
Sit the privileged few,
Making mock of the vermin
In the lower zoo,
Turning beauty into filth and greed.
I too
Have sailed the world and seen its wonders,
For the cruelty of men
Is as wondrous as Peru,
But there's no place like London!
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.

There was another man who saw
That she was beautiful,
A pious vulture of the law
Who with a gesture of his claw
Removed the barber from his plate.
Then there was nothing but to wait
And she would fall,
So soft,
So young,
So lost,
And oh, so beautiful!
ANTHONY. And the lady, sir — did she — succumb?
TODD:
Oh, that was many years ago ...
I doubt if anyone would know.
TODD (Sings):
There's a hole in the world
Like a great black pit
And it's filled with people
Who are filled with shit
And the vermin of the world
Inhabit it...

---

The Worst Pies in London
MRS. LOVETT: A customer!
Wait! What's yer rush? What's yer hurry?
You gave me such a —
Fright. I thought you was a ghost.
Half a minute, can'tcher?
Sit! Sit ye down!
Sit!
All I meant is that I
Haven't seen a customer for weeks.
Did you come here for a pie, sir?
Do forgive me if me head's a little vague —
What is that?
But you'd think we had the plague —
From the way that people —
Keep avoiding —
No you don't!
Heaven knows I try, sir!
But there's no one comes in even to inhale —
Right you are, sir. Would you like a drop of ale?
Mind you, I can't hardly blame them —
These are probably the worst pies in London,
I know why nobody cares to take them —
I should know,
I make them.
But good? No,
The worst pies in London —
Even that's polite.
The worst pies in London —
If you doubt it, take a bite.
Is that just disgusting?
You have to concede it.
It's nothing but crusting —
Here, drink this, you'll need it —
The worst pies in London —
And no wonder with the price of meat
What it is
When you get it.
Never
Thought I'd live to see the day men'd think it was a treat
Finding poor
Animals
Wot are dying in the street.
Mrs. Mooney has a pie shop,
Does a business, but I notice something weird —
Lately all her neighbors' cats have disappeared.
Have to hand it to her —
Wot I calls
Enterprise,
Popping pussies into pies.
Wouldn't do in my shop —
Just the thought of it's enough to make you sick.
And I'm telling you them pussy cats is quick.
No denying times is hard, sir —
Even harder than
The worst pies in London.
Only lard and nothing more —
Is that just revolting?
All greasy and gritty,
It looks like it's molting,
And tastes like —
Well, pity
A woman alone
With limited wind
And the worst pies in London!
Ah sir,
Times is hard. Times is hard.

---

My Friends

TODD:
These are my friends.
See how they glisten.
See this one shine...
How he smiles in the light.
My friend.
My faithful friend...
Speak to me friend.
Whisper...
I'll listen.
I know, I know you've been locked
out of sight
all these years, like me
My friend...
well I've come home to find you waiting.
Home, and we're together!
And we'll do wonders.
Won't we?
You there, my friend?

Mrs. Lovett:
I'm your friend too, Mr. Todd
If you only knew, Mr. Todd
Ooh, Mr. Todd
You're warm in my hand.
You've come home!
Always had a fondness for you, I did.


TODD:
Come let me hold you.
Now, with a sigh, you grow warm in my hand.
My friend!
My clever friend...

Mrs. Lovett:
Never you fear, Mr. Todd
You can move in here, Mr. Todd
Splendors.
You never have dreamed
all your days
will be yours!
I'm your friend
and you're mine!
Don't they shine beautiful?
Silver's good enough for me, Mr. Todd

TODD:
Rest now, my friends.
Soon, I'll unfold you.
Soon you'll know splendors
You never have dreamed
all you days,
my lucky friends
Til now your shine was merely silver.
Friends, you shall drip rubies, you'll soon drip precious rubies...
At last! My arm is complete again!

---

ANTHONY:
I feel you Johanna
I feel you
Do they think that walls can hide you?
Even now I'm at you 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:
Good-bye 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!
Set it on fire
Witch!
A witch!
Smell that Sir?
An evil smell!
Every night at the Vesper’s Bell!
Smoke that comes from the mouth of Hell!
Set it on fire!
Set it on fire!
Mischief!
Mischief!
Mischief!

TODD:
And if I never hear your voice,
My turtledove,
My dear
I still have reason to rejoyce,
The way ahead is clear
Johanna

Anthony:
I feel you
Johanna

Sweeney Todd:
And in the darkness
When I'm blind with what I can't forget
It's always morning in my mind
My little lamb
My pet
Johanna
You stay Johanna

ANTHONY:
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!
Set it on fire!
Quick! Sir!
Run and tell!
More and more like a witch's spell!
There it is!
There it is!
The unholy smell!
Tell it to the Beadle, and police as well!
Tell 'em!
Tell 'em!
Help!
Please!
Set it on fire!
Set it on fire!
Mischief!
Mischief!

TODD:
And though I'll think of you, I guess
Until the day I die
I think I miss you less and less
As everyday goes by
Johanna

ANTHONY:
Johanna

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

TODD:
Wake up,
Johanna
Another bright red day
We learn Johanna
To say
Good-bye

ANTHONY:
I'll steal you

---

TODD:
You got a room over the shop, haven't you? If times are so hard, why don't you rent it out?

MRS. LOVETT:
People think it's haunted.

TODD:
Haunted?

MRS. LOVETT:
Yeah. And who's to say they're wrong? You see, years ago something happened up here. Something not very nice.

There was a barber and his wife.
And he was beautiful...
A proper artist with a knife,
but they transported him for life.
And he was beautiful...

Barker his name was.
Benjamin Barker.

TODD:
What was his crime?

MRS. LOVETT:
Foolishness...
He had this wife, ya see.
Pretty little thing,
silly little nit.
Had her chance for the moon on a string...
Poor thing!
Poor thing!
There was this judge, ya see...
Wanted her like mad!
Everyday he sent her a flower
But did she come down from her tower?
Sat up there and sulked by the hour
Poor fool!
Ah, but there was worse yet to come
Pure thing!
Well, Beadle calls on her all poor light
Poor thing!
Poor thing!
The judge, he tells her, is all contright.
He blames himself for her dreadful plight.
She must come straight to his house tonight!
Poor thing!
Poor thing!
Of course when she goes there...
Poor thing!
Poor thing!
They're having this ball all in masks.
There's no one she knows there!
Poor dear!
Poor thing!
She wonders, tormented and drinks!
Poor thing!
The judge has repented, she thinks.
Poor thing!
"Oh where is Judge Turpin?" she asks...
He was there, alright!
Only not so contright!
She wasn't no match for such craft, ya see.
And everyone thought it so drull.
They figured she had to be daft, ya see.
So all of them stood there and laughed, ya see!
Poor soul!
Poor thing!

TODD:
NO!
Would no one have mercy on her?

MRS. LOVETT:
So it is you. Benjamin Barker.

TODD:
No! Not Barker. That man is dead. It's Todd now - Sweeney Todd. And he will have his revenge.

---

Green Finch and Linnet Bird

Green finch and linnet bird,
Nightingale, blackbird,
How is it you sing?
How can you jubilate,
Sitting in cages,
Never taking wing?
Outside the sky waits,
Beckoning, beckoning,
Just beyond the bars.
How can you remain,
Staring at the rain,
Maddened by the stars?
How is it you sing
Anything?
How is it you sing?
My cage has many rooms,
Damask and dark.
Nothing there sings,
Not even my lark.
Larks never will, you know,
When they're captive.
Teach me to be more adaptive.
Green finch and linnet bird,
Nightingale, blackbird,
Teach me how to sing.
If I cannot fly,
Let me sing..

---

Pirelli's Miracle Elixer
TOBIAS (Sings):
Ladies and gentlemen!
May I have your attention, perlease?
Do you wake every morning in shame and despair
To discover your pillow is covered with hair
Wot ought not to be there?
Well, ladies and gentlemen,
From now on you can waken at ease.
You need never again have a worry or care,
I will show you a miracle marvelous rare.
Gentlemen, you are about to see something wot rose
from the dead!
On the top of my head.
'Twas PIRELLI's
Miracle Elixir,
That's wot did the trick, sir,
True, sir, true.
Was it quick, sir?
Did it in a tick, sir,
Just like an elixir
Ought to do!

How about a bottle, mister?
Only costs a penny, guaranteed.

Does PIRELLI's
Stimulate the growth, sir?
You can have my oath, sir,
'Tis unique.
Rub a minute.
Stimulatin', i'n' it?
Soon you'll have to thin it
Once a week!
TODD:
Pardon me, ma'am, what's that awful stench?
MRS. LOVETT:
Are we standing in an open trench?
TODD:
Must be standing near an open trench!
TOBIAS:
Buy PIRELLI's Miracle Elixir:
Anything wot's slick, sir,
Soon sprouts curls.
Try PIRELLI's!
When they see how thick, sir,
You can have your pick, sir,
Of the girls!
Want to buy a bottle, missus?
TODD
What is this?
MRS. LOVETT:
What is this?
TODD:
Smells like piss.
MRS. LOVETT:
Smells like — phew!
2ND MAN:
He says it smells like piss.
TODD:
Looks like piss.
MRS. LOVETT:
Wouldn't touch it if I was you, dear!
TODD:
This is piss. Piss with ink.
TOBIAS:
Let PIRELLI's
Activate your roots, sir —
TODD:
Keep it off your boots, sir —
Eats right through.
TOBIAS:
Yes, get PIRELLI's!
Use a bottle of it!
Ladies seem to love it —
MRS. LOVETT:
Flies do, too!

---

Epiphany
TODD
I had him!
His throat was bare
Beneath my hand — !
No, I had him!
His throat was there,
And he'll never come again!
MRS. LOVETT:
Easy now.
Hush, love, hush.
I keep telling you —
TODD:
When?
MRS. LOVETT:
What's your rush?
TODD:
Why did I wait?
You told me to wait!
Now he'll never come again!
There's a hole in the world
Like a great black pit
And it's filled with people
Who are filled with shit
And the vermin of the world
Inhabit it —
But not for long!
They all deserve to die!
Tell you why, Mrs. Lovett,
Tell you why:
Because in all of the whole human race, Mrs. Lovett,
There are two kinds of men and only two.
There's the one staying put
In his proper place
And the one with his foot
In the other one's face —
Look at me, Mrs. Lovett,
Look at you!
No, we all deserve to die!
Tell you why, Mrs. Lovett,
Tell you why:
Because the lives of the wicked should be —
Made brief.
For the rest of us, death
Will be a relief—
We all deserve to die!
And I'll never see Johanna,
No, I'll never hug my girl to me —
Finished!
All right! You, sir,
How about a shave?
Come and visit
Your good friend Sweeney — !
You, sir, too, sir —
Welcome to the grave!
I will have vengeance,
I will have salvation!
Who, sir? You, sir?
No one's in the chair —
Come on, come on,
Sweeney's waiting!
I want you bleeders!
You, sir — anybody!
Gentlemen, now don't be shy!
Not one man, no,
No or ten men,
No or a hundred
Can assuage me —
I will have you!
( To MRS. LOVETT)
And I will get him back
Even as he gloats.
In the meantime I'll practice
On less honorable throats.
And my Lucy lies in ashes
And I'll never see my girl again,
But the work waits,
I'm alive at last
And I'm full of joy!

---

Pretty women!
JUDGE (Sings):
You see, sir, a man infatuate with love,
Her ardent and eager slave.
So fetch the pomade and pumice stone
And lend me a more seductive tone,
A sprinkling perhaps of French cologne,
But first, sir, I think — a shave.
TODD: The closest I ever gave.
(He whips the sheet over the JUDGE, then tucks the bib in. The JUDGE hums, flicking imaginary dust off the sheet; TODD whistles gaily)
JUDGE: You are in a merry mood today, Mr. TODD.
TODD:
'Tis your delight, sir, catching fire
From one man to the next.
JUDGE:
'Tis true, sir, love can still inspire
The blood to pound, the heart leap higher.
BOTH:
What more, what more can man require —
JUDGE:
Than love, sir?
TODD:
More than love, sir.
JUDGE:
What, sir?
TODD:
Women.
JUDGE:
Ah yes, women.
TODD:
Pretty women.
Now then, my friend.
Now to your purpose.
Patience, enjoy it.
Revenge can't be taken in haste.
JUDGE:
Make haste, and if we wed,
You'll be commended, sir.
TODD (bows):
My lord . . .
(Goes to him)
And who, may it be said,
Is your intended, sir?
JUDGE:
My ward.
(TODD freezes; the JUDGE closes his eyes, settles comfortably, speaks)
And pretty as a rosebud.
TODD {Music rising): As pretty as her mother?
JUDGE (Mildly puzzled): What? What was that?
(As the music reaches a shrill crescendo, TODD is slowly bringing the razor toward the JUDGE 's throat when suddenly the JUDGE opens his eyes and starts to twist around in curiosity)
TODD (Musingly, lightly): Oh, nothing, sir. Nothing. May we proceed?
Pretty women . . .
Fascinating. ..
Sipping coffee,
Dancing.. .
Pretty women
Are a wonder.
Pretty women.
Sitting in the window or
Standing on the stair,
Something in them
Cheers the air.
Pretty women . . .
JUDGE:
Silhouetted...
TODD:
Stay within you .. .
JUDGE:
Glancing...
TODD:
Stay forever .. .
JUDGE:
Breathing lightly . . .
TODD:
Pretty women ...
both:
Pretty women!
Blowing out their candles or
Combing out their hair ...
JUDGE:
Then they leave ...
Even when they leave you
And vanish, they somehow
Can still remain
There with you,
There with you.
BOTH:
Ah,
Pretty women ...
TODD:
At their mirrors . ..
JUDGE:
In their gardens . . .
TODD:
Letter-writing . . .
JUDGE:
Flower-picking . . .
TODD:
Weather-watching. . .
BOTH:
How they make a man sing!
TODD:
Even when they leave,
They still
Are
There.
They're there.
Proof of heaven
As you're living —
Pretty women, sir!
JUDGE:
TODD:
Pretty women, yes!
Pretty women, sir!
Pretty women!
Pretty women, sir!

---

Wait

TODD: Why doesn't the beadle come? "Before the week is out," that's what he said.
MRS. LOVETT: And who says the week's out yet? It's only Tuesday.

Easy now.
Hush, love, hush.
Don't distress yourself,
What's your rush?
Keep your thoughts
Nice and lush.
Wait.
Hush, love, hush.
Think it through.
Once it bubbles,
Then what's to do?
Watch it close.
Let it brew.
Wait.
I've been thinking, flowers —
Maybe daisies —
To brighten up the room.
Don't you think some flowers,
Pretty daisies,
Might relieve the gloom?
Ah, wait, love, wait.
TODD: And the JUDGE? When will I get him?
MRS. LOVETT: Can't you think of nothing else? Always broodin' away on yer wrongs what happened heaven knows how many years ago
Slow, love, slow.
Time's so fast.
Now goes quickly —
See, now it's past!
Soon will come.
Soon will last.
Wait.
Don't you know,
Silly man,
Half the fun is to
Plan the plan?
All good things come to
Those who can
Wait.
Gillyflowers, maybe,
'Stead of daisies . ..
I don't know, though . . .
What do you think?

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Ladies in Their Sensitivities
BEADLE (Sings):
Excuse me, my lord.
May I request, my lord,
Permission, my lord, to speak?
Forgive me if I suggest, my lord,
You're looking less than your best, my lord,
There's powder upon your vest, my lord,
And stubble upon your cheek.
And ladies, my lord, are weak.
(Music continues)
BEADLE:
Fret not though, my lord,
I know a place, my lord,
A barber, my lord, of skill.
Thus armed with a shaven face, my lord,
Some eau de cologne to grace my lord
And musk to enhance the chase, my lord,
You'll dazzle the girl until
She bows to your every will.

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A Little Priest
Seems a downright shame . . .
TODD: Shame?
MRS. LOVETT: Seems an awful waste ..
Such a nice plump frame
Wot's-his-name
Has...Had . ..Has...
Nor it can't be traced.
Business needs a lift —
Debts to be erased —
Think of it as thrift,
As a gift...
If you get my drift.. .
Seems an awful waste.
I mean,
With the price if meat what it is,
When you get it,
If you get it—
TODD : Ah!
MRS. LOVETT: Good, you got it.
Take, for instance,
Mrs. Mooney and her pie shop.
Business 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 —
TODD: Mrs. Lovett,
What a charming notion,
Eminently practical and yet
Appropriate, as always.
Mrs. Lovett ,How I've lived without you
All these years I'll never know!
How delectable!
Also undetectable.
How choice!
How rare!
MRS. LOVETT: Well, it does seem a
Waste ...
It's an idea ...
Think about it...
Lots of other gentlemen'll
Soon be coming for a shave
Won't they?
Think of
All them
Pies!
TODD: For what's the sound of the world out there?
MRS. LOVETT: What, Mr. Todd,
What, Mr. Todd,
What is that sound?
TODD: Those crunching noises pervading the air?
MRS. LOVETT: Yes, Mr. Todd,
Yes, Mr. Todd,
Yes, all around —
TODD: It's man devouring man, my dear,
And who are we
To deny it in here?
MRS. LOVETT: Then who are we
To deny it in here?
TODD: What is that?
MRS. LOVETT: It's priest.
Have a little priest.
TODD: Is it really good?
MRS. 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.
MRS. LOVETT: Only where it sat.
TODD: Haven't you got poet
Or something like that?
MRS. LOVETT: No, you see the trouble with poet
Is, how do you know it's
Deceased?
Try the priest.
Lawyer's rather nice.
TODD: If it's for a price.
MRS. LOVETT: Order something else, though, to follow,
Since no one should swallow
It twice.
TODD: Anything that's lean.
MRS. 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?
MRS. LOVETT: Mercy no, sir,
Look closer,
You'll notice it's grocer.
TODD: Looks thicker.
More like vicar.
MRS. LOVETT: No, it has to be grocer — it's green.
TODD: The history of the world, my love —
MRS. LOVETT: Save a lot of graves,
Do a lot of relatives favors ...
TODD: — is those below serving those up above.
MRS. LOVETT: Everybody shaves,
So there should be plenty of flavors ...
TODD: How gratifying for once to know —
BOTH: — that those above will serve those down below!
TODD : What is that?
MRS. LOVETT: It's fop.
Finest in the shop.
Or 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.
MRS. LOVETT: Try the friar.
Fried, it's drier.
TODD: No, the clergy is really
Too coarse and too mealy.
MRS. LOVETT: Then actor —
That's compacter.
TODD: Yes, and always arrives overdone.
I'll come again when you
Have JUDGE on the menu . . .
Have charity toward the world, my pet.
MRS. LOVETT: Yes, yes, I know, my love —
TODD: We'll take the customers what we can get
MRS. 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!

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By the sea
Ooh, Mr. TODD —
I'm so happy —
I could —
Eat you up, I really could!
You know what I'd like to
Do, Mr. TODD?
What I dream —
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 : Of course.
MRS. LOVETT:
Do you really want to know?
TODD : Yes,I do
MRS. LOVETT:
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 ...
TODD:
Anything you say . . .
MRS. LOVETT:
Wouldn't that be smashing?

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 every Friday
By the sea . . .
TODD:
Anything you say . . .
MRS. LOVETT:
Don't you love the weather
By the sea?
We'll grow old together
By the seaside,
Hoo! Hoo!
By the beautiful sea!
It'll be so quiet
That who'll come by it
Except a seagull?
Hoo! Hoo!
We shouldn't try it,
Though, till 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
"Ido-hoo!"
By the sea,
Married nice and proper,
By the sea —
Bring along your chopper
To the seaside,
Hoo! Hoo!
By the beautiful sea!

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Final Sequence

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.
TODD:
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....

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not while im 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...

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God, That's Good


[Toby]
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?
[Toby]
Ladies and gentlemen-
[Lovett]
Toby!
[Toby]
Coming,excuse me
[Lovett]
Ale there!
[Toby]
Right,Ma'am!
[Lovett]
Quick,Now!
[Customers]
God Thats 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,Thats 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 Thats Good!
[Lovett]
knock on wood
[Sweeney Todd]
Psst!
[Lovett]
Excuse me
[Sweeney Todd]
Psst!
[Lovett]
Dear,See to the customers.
[Sweeney Todd]
Psst!
[Lovett]
Yes,What,Love?Quick,though,the trade is brisk.
[Sweeney Todd]
But it's six 'o' clock
[Lovett]
So it's six 'o' clock?
[Sweeney 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!
[Sweeney Todd]
I've been Waiting all day!
It should have here by now!
[Customers]
More hot Pies!
[Lovett]
Will you wait there coolly?
[Sweeney 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.Thats what makes the gravy grander.
[Customers]
More hot pies!more hot!more pies!
[Sweeney Todd]
Psst!
[Lovett]
excuse me.
[Sweeney Todd]
Psst!
[Lovett]
Dear,see to the customers.
[Sweeney Todd]
Psst!
[Lovett]
Yes,what,love?Quick,though,the trade is brisk.
[Sweeney Todd]
It's here!
[Lovett]
It's where?
[Sweeney 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!
[Sweeney 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.
[Sweeney Todd]
But we have to prepare!
[Lovett]
Incidentally,dearie.You know Mrs.Mooney.Salles 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,Thats good.that is "de". have you "licious" ever tasted smell such
Oh my god what more,that&

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The Contest Lyrics


Todd:
Signore Pirelli, I am Mr.Sweeney Todd and I have serviced no kings,
Yet I'll wadger I can shave a cheek and pull and tooth
with ten times more dexterity than any street mounterbank! You see these Razors?
I lay them against five ounds you are no match for me.

Pirelli:
You hear this foolish man? Watch and see how he will regret his folly.

Todd:
will Beadle Bamford be the judge?

Beadle:
Gladly, as always, to oblige my friends and neighbors.

Pirelli:
REady?

Todd:
Ready.

Pirelli:
To shave-a da face,
to pull-a da toot,
Require da grace
and not-a da brute
For if you slip and nick-a da skin,
you clip-a da chin
You rip-a da lip a bit
And dats-a da trut!

To shave-a da face
or even a part
Widout it-a smart
require da heart
it takes-a da art
I show you a chrt
I study-a starting in my yout!

To cut-a da hair
To trim-a da beard
To make-a da bristle
Clean as a whistle
dis is from early infancy
Da talent give to me
By God--------

It take-a da skill
It take-a da brians
It take-a da will
It take-a da Pains
It take-a da pace
It take-a da grace------

Beadle:
The winner is Todd

Pirelli:
Sir, I bow to a skill far defter than my own


Beadle:
Mr.Todd. Strange, sir, but it seems your face is know to me

Mrs.Lovett:
Him? thats a laugh,
him being me uncles cousin and arrived from Birmingham only yesterday.

Todd:
And yet already I have heard Beadle Bramford spoken of with great respect

Beadle:
Well, sir, I try my best for my neighbors. In fleet street? Above your Pie shop, ma'am?

Mrs.Lovett:
That's it, sir

Beadle:
THen Mr. Todd, you shall surely see me there before the week is out.

Todd:
You will be welcome, Beadle Bramford, and I guarantee to give you,
without a pennys charge, the closest shave you will evet know.

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