Tony Award for Best Musical

"Look down, look down, you'll always be a slave. Look down, look down, you're standing in your grave."

"I know the meaning of those 19 years A slave of the law!"

"Never forget the years, the waste. Nor forgive them, for what they've done. They are the guilty, everyone. The day begins... And now lets see What this new world Will do for me!"

"But remember this, my brother See in this some higher plan You must use this precious silver To become an honest man By the witness of the martyrs By the Passion and the Blood God has raised you out of darkness I have bought your soul for God!"

"Yet why did I allow that man To touch my soul and teach me love? He treated me like any other He gave me his trust He called me brother."

"He told me that I have a soul, How does he know?"

"At the end of the day you're another day older And that's all you can say for the life of the poor."

"He slept a summer by my side He filled my days with endless wonder He took my childhood in his stride But he was gone when autumn came."

"And still I dream he'll come to me That we will live the years together But there are dreams that cannot be And there are storms we cannot weather."

"Easy money Lying on a bed Just as well they never see The hate that's in your head Don't they know they're making love To one already dead!"

"Tell me quickly what's the story Who saw what and why and where Let him give a full description Let him answer to Javert! In this nest of whores and vipers Let one speak who saw it all Who laid hands on this good man here? What's the substance of this brawl?"

"You have only done your duty. It's a minor sin at most. All of us have made misjudgments You will return Sir to your post."

"If I speak, I am condemned. If I stay silent, I am damned!"

"My soul belongs to God, I know I made that bargain long ago He gave me hope when hope was gone He gave me strength to journey on!"

"Who am I? Who am I? I'm Jean Valjean! And so, Javert, you see it's true! This man bears no more guilt than you! Who am I? 2 4 6 0 1!"

"Hurry near, another day is dying Don't you hear the winter wind is crying There's a darkness which comes without a warning But I will sing you lullabies and wake you in the morning."

"Valjean, at last We see each-other plain M'sieur L'Mayor You'll wear a different chain"

"I am warning you, Javert! I'm the stronger man by far. There is power in me yet. My race is not yet run!"

"You know nothing of Javert I was born inside a jail I was born with scum like you I am from the gutter too!"

"I know a place where no one's lost, I know a place where no one cries, Crying at all is not allowed, Not in my castle on a cloud."

"Madam Thadenier: Still there, Cosette? Your tears will do you no good. I told you fetch some water from the well in the wood. Cosette: Please do not send me out alone, not in the darkness on my own — Madam Thadenier: (cuts her off) Enough of that! Or I'll forget to be nice! You heard me ask for something and I never ask twice!!"

"With all the anger in the land How long before the judgment day? Before we cut the fat ones down to size? Before the barricades arise?"

"You know your place in the sky You hold your course and your aim And each in your season Returns and returns And is always the same And if you fall as Lucifer fell You fall in flame!"

"Red — the blood of angry men! Black — the dark of ages past! Red — a world about to dawn! Black — the night that ends at last!"

"Who cares about your lonely soul We strive toward a larger goal! Our little lives don't count at all!"

"Do you hear the people sing? Singing a song of angry men? It is the music of a people Who will not be slaves again!"

"Will you give all you can give so that our banner may advance? Some will fall and some will live, will you stand up and take your chance? The blood of the martyrs will water the meadows of France!"

"Valjean: Dear Cosette You’re such a lonely child! How pensive, how sad you seem to be. Believe me, if it were in my power I’d fill each passing hour. How quiet it must be, I can see, With only me for company. Cosette: There’s so little I know that I’m longing to know Of the child that I was and the time long ago! There’s so little you say of the life you have known, Why you keep to yourself, why we’re always alone! So dark, so dark and deep, The secrets that you keep. In my life I have all that I want You are loving and gentle and good. But Papa, dear Papa, in your eyes I am just like a child who is lost in a wood. Valjean: No more words! No more words, it’s a time that is dead! There are words, that are better unheard, better unsaid! Cosette: In my life I’m no longer a child And I yearn for the truth that you know Of the years Years ago. Valjean: You will learn Truth is given by God to us all in our time. In our turn."

"In my life She has burst like the music of angels The light of the sun And my life seems to stop As if something is over And something has scarcely begun."

"One Day More. Another day another destiny. This neverending road to Calvary. These men who seem to know my crime will surely come a second time One Day More!"

"One day more to revolution. We will nip it in the bud! We'll be ready for these schoolboys, They will wet themselves with blood!"

"Tomorrow we'll discover what our God in Heaven has in store! One more dawn! One more day! One day more!"

"In the rain The pavement shines like silver All the lights are misty in the river In the darkness, the trees are full of starlight And all I see is him and me forever and forever"

"I love him But every day I'm learning All my life I've only been pretending Without me his world will go on turning A world that's full of happiness That I have never known!"

"So never kick a dog Because he's just a pup We'll fight like twenty armies And we won't give up So you'd better run for cover When the pup grows up!"

"Don't you fret, M'sieur Marius I don't feel any pain A little fall of rain Can hardly hurt me now You're here, that's all I need to know And you will keep me safe And you will keep me close And rain will make the flowers grow."

"You are wrong, and always have been wrong. I'm a man, no worse than any man. You are free, and there are no conditions, No bargains or petitions. There's nothing that I blame you for. You've done your duty, nothing more."

"Drink with me to days gone by Can it be, you fear to die? Will the world remember you when you fall? Could it be your death means nothing at all? Is your life just one more lie?"

"Drink with me to days gone by To the life that used to be At the shrine of friendship, never say die Let the wine of friendship never run dry Here's to you and here's to me."

"You can take You can give Let him be Let him live If I die, let me die Let him live Bring him home."

"Let us die facing our foes, make them bleed while we can!"

"Make them pay through the nose, make them pay for every man!"

"Let others rise to take our place until the earth is FREE!!!!"

"I am the law and the law is not mocked."

"It is either Valjean or Javert!"

"How can I now allow this man To hold dominion over me? This desperate man whom I have hunted He gave me my life. He gave me freedom. I should have perished by his hand It was his right. It was my right to die as well Instead I live... but live in hell."

"They were schoolboys Never held a gun... Fighting for a new world That would rise up like the sun. Where's that new world now the fighting's done?"

"Oh my friends, my friends, don't ask me, What your sacrifice was for! Empty chairs at empty tables Where my friends will drink no more..."

"To love another person Is to see the face of God!"

"Do you hear the people sing Lost in the valley of the night? It is the music of a people Who are climbing to the light.For the wretched of the earth There is a flame that never dies. Even the darkest night will end And the sun will rise!"

"They will live again in freedom in the Garden of the Lord! They will walk behind the ploughshare. They will push away the sword! The chain will be broken and all men will have their reward!"

"Will you join in our crusade? Who will be strong and stand with me? Somewhere beyond the barricade Is there a world you long to see? Do you hear the people sing? Say, do you hear the distant drums? It is the future that they bring When tomorrow comes... Tomorrow comes!"

"(Mark) December 24th, 9:00PM, eastern standard time. From here on in, I shoot without a script. See if anything comes of it, instead of my old shit. First shot Roger, tuning the Fender guitar he hasn't played in a year."

"(Roger) This won't tune!"

"(Mark) So we hear."

"(Mark) He's just coming back from half a year of withdrawal."

"(Roger) You talking to me?"

"(Mark) Not at all. Are you ready? Hold that focus steady, tell the folks at home what you're doing, Roger."

"(Roger) I'm writing one great song before I"

"(Mark) The phone rings. (Roger) Saved! (Mark) We screen, zoom in on the answering machine."

"(Mark) Tell the folks at home what you're doing, Roger."

"(Roger) I'm writing one last song-"

"(Mark) The phone rings! (Roger) Yes! (Mark) We screen..."

"(Collins) Chestnuts roasting- (Mark and Roger) Collins! (Collins) I'm downstairs. (Mark) Hey! (Collins) Roger picked up the phone? (Mark) No it's me. (Collins) Throw down the keys. (Mark) A wild night is now preordained. (Collins) I may be detained."

"(Mark) What? What do you mean detained?"

"(Benny) Hohoho! (Mark) Benny! (Roger and Mark) Shit! (Benny) Dudes on my way. (Roger and Mark) Great! Fuck! (Benny) I need the rent! (Mark) What rent? (Benny) This past year's rent which I let slide. (Mark) Let slide? You said we were golden! (Roger) When you bought the building, (Mark) When we were roommates? Remember? You lived here. (Benny) How could I forget? You, me, Collins, and Maureen. How is the drama queen? (Mark) She's performing tonight. (Benny and Mark trading off) I know. Still her production manager? Two days ago I was bumped. You still dating her? Last month I was dumped. (Roger) She's in love. (Benny) She got a new man? (Mark) Well, no. (Benny) What's his name? (Mark and Roger) Joanne. (Benny) Rent, my amigos, is due, or I will have to evict you. Be there in a few."

"(Mark) The power blows!"

"(Mark spoken) Don't suppose you'd like to come see Maureen's show in the lot tonight, or come to dinner?"

"(Roger spoken) Zoom in on my empty wallet."

"(Mark spoken) Touché. Take your AZT. (sung) Close on Roger, his girlfriend April left a note saying, "We've got AIDS," before slitting her wrists in the bathroom."

"(Mark) How do you document real life when real life's getting more like fiction each day. Headline, breadlines, blow my mind and now this deadline: eviction or pay. Rent!"

"(Roger) How do you write a song when the chords sound wrong, though they once sounded right and rare? When the notes are sour where is the power you once had to ignite the air?"

"(Mark) And we're hungry and frozen. (Roger) Some life that we've chosen!"

"(Joanne) Have you eaten today? You won't throw up. You won't throw up! The digital delay didn't blow up exactly... there may have been one teeny, tiny spark. You're not calling Mark!"

"(Collins) How do you stay on your feet when on every street it's trick or treat, and tonight it's trick!"

"(Mark) Where is he? (Collins) Getting dizzy."

"(All) How we gonna pay last year's rent?"

"(Mark) The music ignites the night with passion and fire. (Joanne) Maureen, I'm not a theater person! (Roger) The narration crackles and pops with incendiary wit."

"(Mark) Zoom in as they burn the past to the ground, and feel the heat of the future's glow!"

"(All) How do you leave the past behind when it keeps finding ways to get to your heart? It reaches way down deep and tears you inside out 'til you're torn apart. Rent! How do you connect in an age where strangers, landlords, lovers, your own blood cells betray? What binds the fabric together when the raging, shifting winds of change keep ripping away?"

"(Benny) Draw a line in the sand and then make a stand! (Roger) Use your camera to spar! (Mark) Use your guitar!"

"(All) We're not gonna pay, we're not gonna pay, we're not gonna pay last year's rent. This year's Rent. Next year's rent. Rent, rent, rent, rent, rent. We're not gonna pay rent. 'Cause everything is rent!"

"(Benny) Maureen is protesting losing her performance space—not my attitude."

"(Roger) What happened to Benny, what happened to his heart? And the ideals he once pursued?"

"(Benny) And the owner of that lot next door has the right to do with it as he pleases."

"(Collins) Happy birthday Jesus."

"(Benny) The rent! (Mark) You're wasting your time. (Roger) We're broke. (Mark) And you broke your word. This is absurd!"

"(Benny) I'll forgo your rent and on paper guarantee that you can stay here for free, (spoken) if you do me one small favor."

"(Mark spoken) What? (Benny spoken) Convince Maureen to cancel her protest. (Mark spoken) Why not just get an injunction or call the cops? (Benny spoken) I did and they're on standby."

"(Benny) But my investors would rather I handle this quietly."

"(Roger) You can't quietly wipe off a tent city then watch, "It's a Wonderful Life" on TV!"

"(Benny) You want to produce films and write songs? You need somewhere to do it. It's what we used to dream about! Think twice before you pooh-pooh it."

"(Benny) You'll see boys. You'll see boys. You'll see, the beauty of a studio that lets us do our work and get paid. With condos on the top. Whose rent keeps open our shops. Just stop the protest and you'll have it made. You'll see... or you'll pack!"

"(Angel) That boy needs some Prozac. (Roger) Or heavy drugs. (Mark) Or group hugs."

"(Collins) Which reminds me, we have a detour to make. Anyone who wants to can come along!"

"(Mark) First I've got a protest to save!"

"(Angel) Roger?"

"(Roger) I'm not much company you'll find."

"(Mark) Behave!"

"(Angel) Just catch up later, he's just got other things on his mind. You'll see boys, you'll see boys."

"(Collins) I like boys."

"(Angel) Boys like me."

"(All) We'll see."

"(Joanne) This is weird."

"(Mark) It's weird."

"(Joanne) Very weird."

"(Mark) Fucking weird."

"(Joanne) I'm so mad that I don't know what to do. Fighting with microphones, freezing down to my bones, and to top it all off, I'm with you."

"(Mark) Feel like going insane, got a fire in your brain, and you're thinking of drinking gasoline?"

"(Joanne) As a matter of fact..."

"(Mark) Honey, I know this act. It's called "The Tango: Maureen.""

"(Mark) The Tango: Maureen—it's a dark, dizzy merry-go-round. As she keeps you dangling, (Joanne) You're wrong. (Mark) Your heart she is mangling. (Joanne) It's different with me."

"(Mark) And you toss and you turn, 'cause her cold eyes can burn. Yet you yearn and you churn and rebound."

"(Joanne) Did you swoon when she walked through the door? (Mark) Every time! So be cautious. (Joanne) Did she moon over other boys?(Mark) More than moon! (Joanne) I'm getting nauseous."

"(Mark spoken)Where'd you learn to tango? (Joanne spoken)With the French Ambassador's daughter in her dorm room at Miss Porter's. And you?"

"(Mark spoken) With Nanette Himmelfarb, the rabbi's daughter, at the Scarsdale Jewish Community Center."

"(Mark spoken)It's hard to do this backwards! (Joanne) You should try it in heels."

"(Joanne) She cheated! (Mark) She cheated! (Joanne) Maureen cheated! (Mark) Fucking cheated!"

"(Joanne) I'm defeated; I should give up right now."

"(Mark) Gotta look on the bright side with all of your might!"

"(Joanne) I'd fall for her still anyhow."

"(Mark and Joanne) When your dancing her dance, you don't stand a chance; her grip of romance makes you fall."

"(Mark) And you think, "Might as well... (Joanne) Dance a tango to hell!" (Mark) At least I'll have tangoed at all."

"(Roger)One song, Glory, One song, before I go, Glory, One song to leave behind. Find, One song, One last refrain, Glory, From the pretty boy front man, Who wasted opportunity, One song, he had the world at his feet, Glory, in the eyes of a young girl. A young girl. Find, glory, beyond the cheap colored lights. One song, before the sun sets. Glory, on another empty life, Time flies; time dies! Glory! One blaze of glory, One blaze of glory, Glory! Find glory in a song that rings true, Truth like a blazing fire, an eternal flame, Find one song, a song about love, Glory, from the soul of a young man, A young man, Find the one song, before the virus take hold, Glory, like a sunset, One song to redeem this, empty life. Time flies, and no need to endure anymore! Time dies!"

"(Roger) What'd you forget?"

"(Mimi) Got a light?"

"(Roger) I know you, you're... you're shivering."

"(Mimi) It's nothing; they turned off my heat, and I'm just a little weak on my feet. Would you light my candle? What are you staring at?"

"(Roger) Nothing. Your hair in the moonlight. Can you make it?"

"(Mimi) Just haven't eaten much today, at least the room's stopped spinning, anyway. What?"

"(Roger) Nothing. Your smile reminded me of... (Mimi) I always remind people of... who is she?"

"(Roger) She died. Her name was April."

"Mimi: Would you light my candle?"

"Roger: Oh, the wax, it's... Mimi: Dripping! I like it between my - Roger: Fingers! I figured. Oh well, good night."

"Mimi: They say I have the best ass below 14th Street. Is it true? Roger: What? Mimi: You're staring again. Roger: Oh no, I mean... you do, have a nice... I mean..."

"Roger: Cold hands. Mimi: Yours too. Big—like my father's. You wanna dance? Roger: With you? Mimi: No—with my father! Roger: I'm Roger. Mimi: They call me, they call me, Mimi."

"Gentlemen, our benefactor on this Christmas Eve, whose charity is only matched by talent, I believe. A new member of the Alphabet City Avant-Garde: Angel Dumott Schunard!"

"Angel: Today for you, tomorrow for me! Collins: And you should hear her beat! Mark: You earned this on the street?! Angel: It was my lucky day today on Avenue A, when a lady in a limousine drove my way. She said, "Darling, be a dear, haven't slept in a year, I need your help to make my neighbor's yappy dog disappear! This akita, Evita, just won't shut up! I believe if you play nonstop, that pup will breathe its very last high-strung breath! I'm certain that cur will bark itself to death!""

"Angel: We agreed on a fee, a thousand-dollar guarantee, tax-free—and a bonus, if I trimmed her tree. Now who could foretell that it would go so well? But sure as I am here that dog is now in doggie hell! After an hour, Evita, in all her glory, on the window ledge of that 23rd story, like Thelma and Louise did when they got the blues, swan dove into the Courtyard of the Gracie Mews."

"Angel: Then back on the street where I met my sweet, where he was moaning and groaning on the cold concrete, the nurse took him home for some mercurochrome, and I dressed his wounds and got him back on his feet."

"(Mimi is the only singer the entire song) What's the time? Well it's gotta be close to midnight. My body's talking to me: says "time for danger.""

"Wanna put on a tight skirt and flirt with a stanger."

"I've had a knack, from way back, of breaking the rules once I learn the game."

"We don't need any money, I can always get in for free. You can get in too, if you get in with me."

"Take me out tonight. Meow. HA!"

"When I get a wink for the doorman. Do you know how lucky you'll be? You're on line with a feline on Avenue B!"

"In the evening, I've got to roam. Can't sleep in the city of neon and chrome. Feels to damn much like home, where the Spanish babies cry. So let's find a bar so dark we forget where we are. From all the scars from the nevers and maybes. Die!"

"Don't forsake me. Out tonight!"

"I'll let you make me! Out tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight!"

"(Roger) Who do you think you are? Barging in on me and my guitar. Little girl, hey! The door is that way! You better go you know the fires out anyway. Take your powder take your candle. You're a sweet whisper I just can't handle! And take your hair in the moonlight your brown eyes. Goodbye goodnight!"

"(Roger) I should tell you I should tell you. I should tell you I should tell you. I should tell you I should. No! Another time, another place. Our temperatures only rise. There'd be a long embrace. We'd do another dance it'd be another day. You want to prove me wrong? Come back another day. Another day!"

"(Mimi)There is no future, there is no past. I live this moment as my last."

"(Mimi) Forget regret, or life is yours to miss."

"(Mimi) No other road, no other way, no day but today."

"(Mimi) I trust my soul. My only goal is just to be."

"(Mimi) Give in to love, or live in fear."

"(Roger) Excuse me if I'm off track, but if you're so wise, then tell me: Why do you need smack?"

"(Roger) Long ago, you might've lit up my heart. But the fire's dead, ain't never ever gonna start."

"The heart may freeze, or it can burn. The pain will ease, if I can learn. There is no future, there is no past. I live this moment as my last. There's only us, there's only this. Forget regret, or life is yours to miss. No other road, no other way, no day but today."

"There's only now, there's only here. Give in to love, or live in fear. No other path, no other way, no day but today."

"Roger: The fire's out anyway. Group: No day but today. Roger: Take your powder, take your candle. Group: No day but today. Roger: Take your brown eyes, your pretty smile, your silhouette. Group: No day but today. Roger: Another time, another place, another rhyme, a warm embrace."

"So with a thousand sweet kisses I'll cover you."

"Oh lover, I'll cover you, ya ya ya ya ya ya, Oh lover, I'll cover you."

"Five hundred, twenty-five thousand, six hundred minutes, five hundred, twenty-five thousand seasons of love."

"I think they meant it when they said you can't buy love. Now I know you can rent it. A new lease, you are my love. On life."

"I've longed to discover something as true as this is"

"Live in my house, I'll be your shelter, just pay me back with one thousand kisses. Be my lover, and I'll cover you."

"When your heart has expired"

"You'll be my king and I'll be your castle. No you be my queen and I'll be your moat."

"Open your door, I'll be your tenant. Don't got much baggage to lay at your feet. But sweet kisses I've got to spare, I'll be there and I'll cover you."

"The only way out is up. A leap of faith..."

"Last night I had a dream. I found myself in a desert called Cyberland. It was hot. My canteen had sprung a leak and I was thirsty. Out of the abyss walked a cow — Elsie. I asked if she had anything to drink. She said, "I'm forbidden to produce milk. In Cyberland, we only drink... Diet Coke.""

"I gotta get out of here! It's like I'm being tied to the hood of a yellow rental truck, being packed in with fertilizer and fuel oil, pushed over a cliff by a suicidal Mickey Mouse!"

"MOO! Moo with me. Please, sir, could you give me a little moo?" (off-stage man) "MOO!" "Yes. YES! MOO WITH ME!! YES!!! YES, IT SOUNDS BEAUTIFUL!! LET ME HEAR YOU, NEW YORK CITY!! MOO WITH ME!!"

"They make fun, yet I am the one attempting to do some good. Or do you really want a neighborhood where people piss on your stoop every night? Bohemia, bohemia's a fallacy in your head. This is Calcutta; Bohemia is dead."

"Dearly beloved, we gather here to say our goodbyes. Here she lies. No one knew her worth; the late great daughter of Mother Earth on these nights (this night in the Broadway play) when we celebrate the birth in that little town of Bethlehem. We raise our glass, you bet your ass to La Vie Boheme."

"To days of inspiration, playing hooky, making something out of nothing, the need to express, to communicate. To going against the grain, going insane, going mad!"

"To riding your bikes miday past the three piece suits. To fruits to no absolutes to absolutes to choice to The Village Voice to any passing fad. To being an us for once. Instead of on them! La Vie Boheme!"

"To yoga, to yogurt, to rice and beans and cheese. To leather, to dildos, to curry vindaloo. To huevos rancheros, and Maya Angelou!"

"Emotion, devotion to causing a commotion. Creation, vacation... Mucho Masterbation."

"Why Dorothy and Toto went over the rainbow to blow off Auntie Em!"

"Let he among us without sin be the first to condemn La Vie Bohème!"

"Bisexuals, trisexuals, Homo Sapiens, carcinogens, hallucinogens, men, Peewee Herman, German wine, turpentine, Gertrude Stein, Antonioni, Bertolucci, Kurosawa, Carmina Burana, to apathy to entropy to empathy, ecstacy, Vaclàv Havel, The Sex Pistols, 8BC, to no shame never playin' the fame game...to marijuana! To sodomy, it's between God and me, to S&M. La Vie Boheme."

"TO DANCE! No way to make a living, masochism, pain, perfection, muscle spasms, chiropractors, short careers, eating disorders! FILM! Adventure, tedium, no family, boring locations, dark rooms, perfect faces, egos, money, Hollywood, and sleaze! MUSIC! Food of love, emotion, mathematics, isolation, rhythm, feeling, power, harmony, and heavy competition! ANARCHY! Revolution, justice screaming for solutions, voicing changes, risk and danger, making noise and making pleas!"

"To faggots, lezzies, dykes, cross dressers, too. To me, to me, to you and you and you, you, and you. To people living with, living with, living with, NOT DYING from disease!"

"Anyone out of the mainstream; is anyone in the mainstream? Anyone alive with a sex drive! Tear down the wall; aren't we all? The opposite of war isn't peace — it's creation."

"Viva la vie boheme!"

"I couldn't crack the love code, dear, 'till you made the lock of my heart explode- it's gonna be a happy new year."

"Friendship is thicker than blood."

"I was a Boy Scout once and a Brownie, until some brat got scared."

"I think I should be laughing. Yet I forget. Forget how to begin. I'm feeling something inside. And yet I still I can't decide if I should hide or make a wide open grin."

"Rope! You can hoist a line. To the fire escape. And tie off that... that bench. I can't take them as chums. Start hoisting, wench."

"Last week, I wanted just to disappear. My life was dust. But now it just may be. A happy new year."

"Bond. James Bond. And Pussy Galore. In person. Pussy! You came prepared."

"Aha. Money penny. My martini. Will bad champagne do? Uh. That's shaken. Not stirred."

"Where's everyone else? Playing Spiderman."

"(Collins) You're drunk!"

"(Mark) Maureen! Stop! This is NOT my bar mitzvah!"

"Take me for what I am, who I was meant to be and if you give a damn, take me baby or leave me."

"A tiger in a cage can never see the sun. This diva needs her stage, baby, let's have fun!"

"No way, can I be what I'm not. But, hey, don't you want your girl hot?"

"'Cause every night who's in your bed?"

"There will always be women in rubber flirting with me!"

"Kiss pookie."

"So be wise, cause this girl satisfies. You got a prize that don't compromise — you're one lucky baby."

"Joanne: Take me for what I am... Maureen: A control freak! Joanne: Who I was meant to be... Maureen: A snob yet overattentive! Joanne: And if you give a damn... Maureen: A lovable droll geek! Joanne: Take me baby, or leave me! Maureen: And anal retentive!"

"Women- what is it about them? Can't live with them or without them."

"Guess I'm leaving — I'm gone."

"The stars gleam, the poets dream, the eagles fly without you."

"But I die without you."

"But I know blue, only blue, lonely blue, within me blue."

"The mind churns, the heart yearns, the tears dry without you."

"Life goes on, but I'm gone 'cause I die without you."

"You'll never share real love until you love yourself. I should know!"

"I'd be happy to die for a taste of what Angel had — someone to live for, unafraid to say "I love you""

"Joanne: We used to have this fight each night! She never admit I existed! Mimi: He was the same way. He was always run away, hit the road, don't commit, you're full of shit!"

"You all said you'd be cool today, so please, for my sake! I can't believe he's gone; I can't believe you're going. I can't believe this family must die! Angel helped us believe in love. I can't believe you disagree! I can't believe this is goodbye."

"Roger: Mark's got his work, they say Mark lives for his work and Mark's in love with his work. Mark hides in his work. Mark: From what? Roger: Facing your failure, facing your loneliness, facing the fact you live a lie. Yes you live a lie! Tell you why! You're always preaching not to be numb, but that's how you thrive. You pretend to create and observe when you really detach from being alive! Mark: Perhaps it's because I'm the one of us to survive! Roger: Poor baby!"

"You don't want baggage without lifetime guarantees. You don't want to watch me die."

"I just came to say goodbye love. Goodbye love. Just came to say goodbye love. Goodbye. Just came to say goodbye love. Goodbye love. Goodbye love, hello disease."

"(Mark) Don't breathe do deep. Don't think all day. Dive into work. Drive the other way that drip of hurt. That pint of shame, goes away just play the game."

"(Mark) You're living in America. Leave your conscience at the tone. And when you're living in America at the end of the millennium. You're what you own."

"(Roger) The film maker cannot see (Mark) And the song writer cannot hear (Roger) Yet I see Mimi everywhere (Mark) Angel's voice is in my ear."

"(Roger) Just tighten those shoulder's *(Mark) Just clench your jaw till you frown. *(Roger and Mark) Just don't let go or you may frown."

"(Mark and Roger) You're living in America at the end of the millennium- you're living in America, where it's like the twilight zone."

"(Mark and Roger) What was it about that night? Connection in an isolating age. For once the shadows gave way to light. For once I didn't disengage."

"(Mark starts) Angel I hear you I hear it. I see it! I see it my film"

"And when you're dying in America at the end of the millennium. You're not alone. I'm not alone."

"How do you measure the life of a woman or man? In truth that she learned, or in times that he cried, in bridges he burned or the way that she died?"

"525,600 minutes, 525,000 moments so dear. 525,600 minutes. How do you measure, measure a year?"

"Gospel solo during chorus: Love is a gift from up above. Share love, give love, spread love, measure, measure your life in love."

"How do you measure a last year on Earth?"

"In diapers, report cards, in spoked wheels, in speeding tickets. In contracts, dollars, in funerals in births, in 525,600 minutes, how do you figure a last year on earth? Figure in love, figure in love, figure in love, measure in love. Seasons of love."

"Maureen [eulogizing at Angel's funeral]: You always said how lucky we were that we were all friends. But it was us baby, who were the lucky ones."

"No day but today."

"Mimi [quoting what Angel said to a skinhead the first time Angel and Mimi met]: I'm more of a man than you'll ever be, and more of a woman than you'll ever get."

"Mimi: Life's too short babe, time is flying, I'm looking for baggage that goes with mine."

"Mark: There are times when we're dirt broke, hungry, and freezing, and I ask myself, why the hell am I still living here? And then they call and I remember."

"Collins: Merry Christmas Bitches!"

"Give in to love or live in fear."

"Forget regret or life is yours to miss."

"Mark [eulogizing at Angel's funeral]: Then there was the time he walked up to this group of tourists and they were petrified because A) They were obviously lost, and B) Had probably never spoken to a drag queen before in their lives... and he... -she just offered to escort them out of Alphabet City, and then she let them take a picture with her and then she said she'd help them find the Circle Line."

"Mimi [after a near-death experience]: I jumped over the moon! A leap of- MOOOOOO!"

"Mark: "Has she ever pouted her lips and called you pookie?" Joanne: "Never!" ...[phone rings, Joanne picks up] Joanne: "Pookie?" [whispers] "You've never called me Pookie..""

"Collins: I think you should know that you just paid for the funeral of the person that killed your dog. Benny: I always hated that dog."

"Collins: Bond, James Bond. Angel: And Pussy Galore, in person! Mimi: Pussy, you came prepared! Angel: I was a Boy Scout once... and a Brownie. Until some brat got scared! Collins: Aha, Moneypenny- my martini! Mimi: Will bad champagne do? Collins: Mmhmm Roger: That's shaken, not stirred! Collins: Pussy, the bolts. Angel: Just say the word. Mimi: 2 minutes left to execute our plan. Collins: Where's everyone else? Roger: Playing Spiderman! Mark: Ironic close-up tight on the phone machine's red light. Once the Boho boys are gone, the power mysteriously turns on."

"Angel: Have compassion. Benny just lost his cat. Benny: My dog, but I appreciate that. Angel: My cat had a fall and I went through hell. Benny: Like losing a — How did you know she fell? Collins: Champagne? Benny: Don't mind if I do. To dogs! All but Benny: No Benny, to you!"

"Roger: You pretend to create and observe when you really detach from feeling alive. Mark: Perhaps it's because I'm the one of us to survive. Roger: Poor baby."

"Collins:I like boys!"

"I am your angel of Music. Come to me, Angel of Music."

"Sing, my angel of Music! Sing for me!"

"And though you turn from me to glance behind, the Phantom of the Opera is there. Inside your mind."

"The bridge is crossed so stand and watch it burn."

"Wandering child, so lost, so helpless! Yearning for my guidance!"

"Angel of music, you denied me, turning from true beauty."

"No "buts"! for once, Monsieur le Vicomte is right."

"Say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime. Lead me, save me from my solitude. Say you want me with you here, beside you. Anywhere you go let me go too. Christine, that's all I ask of —"

"Masquerade! Paper faces on parade. Masquerade! Hide your face so the world will never find you."

"The world showed no compassion to me!"

"Past the point of no return, the final threshold. What warm unspoken secrets will we learn?"

"You alone can make my song take flight. Help me make the music of the night."

"Wait! I think, my dear, we have a guest. Sir, this is indeed an unparalleled delight. I had rather hoped that you would come. And now, my wish comes true. You have truly made my night."

"A toad, Madam? Perhaps it is you who are the toad."

"You will curse the day you did not do all that the Phantom asked of you!"

"I gave you my music, made your song take wing, and now how you've repaid me: denied me and betrayed me."

"Why so silent, good messieurs? Did you think that I had left you for good? Have you missed me, good messieurs? I have written you an opera! Here I bring the finished score - Don Juan Triumphant! I advise you to comply; my instructions should be clear. Remember, there are worse things than a shattered chandelier."

"Carlotta must be taught to act, 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..."

"Stranger than you dreamt it, can you even bear to look? Or dare to think of me... this loathsome gargoyle who burns in hell but secretly, secretly yearns for heaven, secretly... But Christine... Fear can turn to love. You'll learn to see, to find the man behind the monster, this... repulsive carcass that seems a beast but secretly dreams of beauty... Oh, Christine..."

"Christine Daae has returned to you, and I am anxious her career should progress. In the new production of Il Muto, you will therefore cast Carlotta as the Pageboy, and put Miss Daae in the role of Countess. The role which Miss Daae plays calls for charm and appeal. The role of the Pageboy is silent, which makes my casting, in a word, ideal. [Spoken] I shall watch the performance from my normal seat in Box Five, which will be kept empty for me. Should these commands be ignored, a disaster beyond your imagination will occur."

"Monsieur, I bid you welcome. Did you think that I would harm her? Why would I make her pay for the sins which are yours! Order your fine horses now! Raise up your hand at the level of your eye! No one can save you now except perhaps Christine. Start a new life with me. Buy his freedom with your love. Refuse me and you send your lover to his death. This is the choice! This is the point of no return!"

"Either way you choose you cannot win."

"You alone can make my song take flight... It's over now - the music of the night."

"Why, you ask, was I bound and chained in this cold and dismal place? Not for any mortal sin, but the wickedness of my abhorrent face! Hounded out by everyone, met with hatred everywhere, no kind word from anyone, no compassion anywhere! Christine, Christine! Why?...Why?"

"Down once more, to the dungeon of my black despair, down we plunge to the prison of my mind. Down that path into darkness, deep as hell!"

"That fate which condemns me to wallow in blood, has also denied me the joys of the flesh. This face, the infection which poisons our love...This face, which earned a mother's fear and loathing. A mask, my first unfeeling scrap of clothing. Pity comes too late! Turn around and face your fate - an eternity of this before your eyes!"

"A collector's piece, indeed. Every detail exactly as she said. She often spoke of you, my friend - your velvet lining and your figurine of lead. Will you still play when all the rest of us are dead?"

"Can it be? Can it be Christine? Bravo! What a change! You're really not a bit the gawkish girl that once you were... She may not remember me, but I remember her..."

"There is no Phantom of the Opera!"

"Once again she is his... Once again she returns... to the arms of her angel! Angel or demon? Still he calls her, luring her back from the grave! Angel, or dark seducer? Who are you, strange angel?"

"Christine... Christine, listen to me — whatever you may believe, this man, this thing is not your father! Let her go, for God's sake let her go! Christine!"

"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. We shall play his game, perform his work, but remember we hold the ace; for if Miss Daaé sings, he is certain to attend."

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

"You can't win her love by making her your prisoner"

"Let me be your shelter, let me be your light! You're safe - no one will find you. Your fears are far behind you!"

"For pity's sake, Christine, say no! Don't throw your life away for my sake!"

"I fought so hard to free you..."

"In sleep he sang to me; in dreams he came... that voice which calls to me and speaks my name. And do I dream again? For now I find the Phantom of the Opera is there, inside my mind!"

"Angel of music guide and guardian grant to me your glory!"

"No more memories, no more silent tears. No more gazing across the wasted years... Help me say goodbye."

"His eyes will find us there! Those eyes that burn! And if he has to kill 1,000 men, the Phantom of the Opera will kill and kill again."

"But his voice filled my spirit with a strange, sweet sound. In that night, there was music in my mind. And through music my soul began to soar...and I heard, as I've never heard before."

"The tears I might have shed for your dark fate grow cold and turn to tears of hate!"

"Pitiful creature of darkness, what kind of life have you known? God give me courage to show you, you are not alone..."

"This haunted face holds no horror for me now. It's in your soul that the true distortion lies."

"Yet in his eyes...all the sadness of the world. Those pleading eyes that both threaten and adore..."

"Think of me, think of me fondly when we've said goodbye. Remember me, once in a while — please promise me you'll try."

"Here in this room, he calls me softly - somewhere inside, hiding... Somehow I know he's always with me, he the unseen genius!"

"No, what I love best," Lotte said, "is when I'm asleep in my bed and the Angel of Music sings songs in my head... the Angel of Music sings songs in my head..."

"Who was that shape in the shadows? Whose is the face in the mask?"

"Say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime"

"His eyes will find me there, Those eyes that burn! And if he has to kill a thousand men, the Phantom of the Opera will kill and kill again! My God who is this man who hunts to kill? I can't escape from him, I never will. And in this labyrinth where night is blind the Phantom of the Opera is there inside my mind"

"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?"

"Angel or father, friend or phantom? Who is it there, staring...? Angel, oh, speak! What endless longing echo in this whisper?"

"Angel of Music .You deceived me .I gave my mind blindly."

"Raoul I've been there! To his world of unending light. To his world where the daylight dissolves into darkness, darkness. Raoul I've seen him! Can I ever forget that sight? Can I ever forget that face so badly deformed it was hardly face in that darkness"

"Order your fine horses, be with them at the door!"

"Those who speak of what they know, find too late that prudent silence is wise. Joseph Buquet, hold your tongue! He will burn you with the heat of his eyes!"

"Who scorn his words, beware to those. The Angel sees, the Angel knows."

"The world forgot him, but I never can, for in this darkness, I have seen him again."

"Messieurs, believe me! I intend you no ill, but messieurs, be careful, we have seen him kill!"

"I watched your face from the shadow distant through all the applause"

"I hear your voice in the darkness, yet the words aren't yours!"

"He's there the phantom of the opera!"

"I'm dancin' like a monkey!"

"We are what we are and what we are is an illusion. We love how it feels Putting on heels causing confusion."

"If beauty is skin deep, why are people?"

"I shall impersonate a man. His name is Alonso Quijana, a country squire no longer young. Being retired, he has much time for books. He studies them from morn till night and often through the night and morn again, and all he reads oppresses him; fills him with indignation at man's murderous ways toward man. He ponders the problem of how to make better a world where evil brings profit and virtue none at all; where fraud and deceit are mingled with truth and sincerity. He broods and broods and broods and broods and finally his brains dry up. He lays down the melancholy burden of sanity and conceives the strangest project ever imagined.... to become a knight-errant, and sally forth into the world in search of adventures; to mount a crusade; to raise up the weak and those in need. No longer will he be plain Alonso Quijana, but a dauntless knight known as Don Quixote de La Mancha."

"I am Don Quixote! The Man of La Mancha!"

"I come in a world of iron to make a world of gold."

"The mission of each true knight, his duty — nay — his privilege… To dream the impossible dream To fight the unbeatable foe To bear with unbearable sorrow To run where the brave dare not go. To right the unrightable wrong To love pure and chaste from afar To try when your arms are too weary To reach the unreachable star."

"This is my quest — To follow that star No matter how hopeless no matter how far. To fight for the right Without question or pause To be willing to march into Hell For a heavenly cause."

"And I know if I'll only be true To this glorious quest That my heart will lie peaceful and calm When I'm laid to my rest."

"And the world will be better for this That one man scorned and covered with scars Still strove with his last ounce of courage To reach the unreachable star."

"I have lived nearly fifty years, and I have seen life as it is. Pain, misery, hunger ... cruelty beyond belief. I have heard the singing from taverns and the moans from bundles of filth on the streets. I have been a soldier and seen my comrades fall in battle ... or die more slowly under the lash in Africa. I have held them in my arms at the final moment. These were men who saw life as it is, yet they died despairing. No glory, no gallant last words ... only their eyes filled with confusion, whimpering the question, "Why?" I do not think they asked why they were dying, but why they had lived. When life itself seems lunatic, who knows where madness lies? Perhaps to be too practical is madness. To surrender dreams — this may be madness. To seek treasure where there is only trash. Too much sanity may be madness — and maddest of all: to see life as it is, and not as it should be!"

"The world's a dungheap and we are maggots that crawl on it!"

"You spoke to me and everything was different … and you looked at me, and you called me by another name … Dulcinea."

"You spoke of a dream, and about the quest … how you must fight — and it doesn't matter if you win or lose — if only you follow the quest."

"To bear with unbearable sorrow." You must remember! — "To run where the brave dare not go!"

"Swing your razor wide, Sweeney! Hold it to the skies! Freely flows the blood of those Who moralize!"

"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... naïve"

"Do they think that walls can hide you even when I'm at your window I am in the dark beside you buried sweetly in your yellow hair."

""The Blood of Jesus Christ His Son Cleanseth Us from All Sins." - Inscription"

"At last! My right arm is complete again!"

"I want you bleeders."

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

"You pile up enough tomorrows, and you'll find you're left with nothing but a lot of empty yesterdays. I don't know about you, but I'd like to make today worth remembering."

"A man can't turn tail and run just because a little personal risk is involved. What did Shakespeare say? 'Cowards die a thousand deaths, the brave man... only 500'?"

"It means, that America has finally produced a genius who can play the minute waltz in 50 seconds!"

"Never allow the demands of tomorrow to interfere with the pleasure and excitement of today."

"Zaneeta Shinn: 'It's Capulets like you that make blood in the market place!' Ye Gawds!"

"Mayor Shinn: You watch your phraseology!"

"Mayor Shinn: I can't believe I almost missed this opportunity!" [Short Pause] Wait a minute... I haven't got any son!"

"His going in the army is the best thing he could do.- Rose"

"Talk to us oh beautiful one, tell us how you make that glorious sound that even now in anticipation of has reduced me to a snarling raging jungle beast.-Ursala"

"Healthy Normal American Boy"

""They're all the same, from puberty to Mussolini!" - Kim MacAfee"

""Grey skies are gonna clear up, put on a happy face!" - Albert Peterson"

"Bye Bye Birdie, I'm gonna miss you so..."

"Bye Bye Birdie, the army's got you now..."

"The next time I have a daughter, I hope it's a boy!"

"Why look so awfully tragic, put on a happy face!"

"Randolph, your father's warned you. If you make another bomb, you'll get spanked."

"There are men, with childhood behind them..."

"Have you heard about Hugo and Kim?"

"We love you Conrad, oh yes we do!"

"Life's a ball, if only you know it, and its all just waitin' for you. You're alive so come on and show it, we've got a lot of livin' to do."

""One last kiss!" Conrad Birdie"

"I can't see how goin' south 125th street ever made anybody's life better."

"You mean I could have gone home...by clicking my heels three times?"

"When I think of home, I think of a place, where there's love overflowing."

"I wish I was home, I wish I was back with there, with the things I've been knowing."

"You never needed anything from a fake wizard anyway"

"Is today the day you're gonna help me down from here?"

"You can't win child"

"If I only had a brain I would have figured that out a long time ago"

"oh, what I wouldn't give to be in shock...just once."

"The genius who created me only took care of my dashing good looks, my razor sharp wit and my irresistible attraction to the wrong women. What he forgot to add...was a heart."

"What would I do if I could suddenly feel?"

"Slide some oil to me!"

"Well, I thought I'd seen 'em all . But never, never have I seen a lion... without courage ."

"Capital suggestion , capital !"

"Cause I'm a mean ole lion"

"That's my name, Fleetwood Coup DeVille...mama had high ideas. You know what I mean?"

"In my own way I'm a lion"

"I thought it over and green is dead, 'til I change my mind the color's red"

"How quick fashion goes down the drain, last week when you all was wearing pink, Already for me, red was old. The Ultimate color brick is gold. That's the new color children. Hit it."

"I'm just plain old Herman Smith from Atlantic City"

"You can talk to me crazy"

"But don't nobody bring me no bad news"

"Would you like sauerkraut... or mustard, my dear... ON YOUR HOT DOG?!"

"Believe in yourself."

"Think of home."

"Bottom line honey, This chick put the "ugh" in ugly"

"He's the Wiz and he lives in Oz"

"There is nothing you can name That is anything like a dame."

"You got to have a dream, If you don't have a dream, How you gonna have a dream come true?"

"The way some people think is that you need something different in your life to make it special. But isnt it already special, every day holds something new. It might be as little as a sparkle in the pavement or it might be something as large as winning 172 million dollars. It could be as insignificant as a ladybug or as priceless as a golden sun,falling below the horizon. Whatever it is, embrace it and remember it because it might just be these little things that make life worthwhile."

"You think I'm crazy too? Well they all do down at the fleet hospital. You know what they call me? Knucklehead Nellie."

"Do you think about politics much? And if you do what do you think about them?"

"I'm gonna wash that man right out of my hair, I'm gonna wash that man right out of my hair, I'm gonna wash that man right out of my hair and send him on his way!"

"Live Emile! Live, live, live!"

"You must never return something you stole! Then they will know you stole it!"

"Close to my heart she came, only to fly away. Only to fly as day flies from moonlight."

"I do not believe it is born in you!"

"I'm even crummier than that, I'm a Lieutenant!"

"You're looking pretty fit yourself - to Bloody Mary"

"How do you like this guy? Billis, I'll have you court marshaled for this!"

"Are you crummy captain? You make trouble for me?"

"Hey Luetelant! You saxy man!"

"What Philedelia Girl? That mean no saxy?"

"These beautiful grass skirts were made by myself, Stew Pot, the Professor, and as few other seebees in half the time it takes your native workers to make 'em. See that? No stretch. Look 'em over sweetie pie and give me an offer."

"Free? You never give me anything for free!"

"That darn Bhali Hai!"

"Leaping Lizards! Just look at this joint!"

"The Bolsheviks? Leaping lizards!"

"The sun'll come out Tomorrow, so you gotta hang on till tomorrow, come what may! Tomorrow, Tomorrow, I love ya, Tomorrow! You're only a day away."

"They say [the Autocopter] can land on a dime... whatever that may be."

"Why do I smell wet dog?"

"[about why he refuses to adopt Annie] I'm a businessman. I love money, I love power, I love capitalism. I do not now and never will love children."

"Grace! Get me J. Edgar on the phone! Drake! Get me the chief of police! Asp! Get me Walter Winchell! PUNJAB!!! Get me William Randolph Hearst! And, Saunders, get me a drink!"

"Why any kid would wanna be an orphan is beyond me."

"I am not zoned for dogs."

"Oliver Warbucks the Millionaire?"

"I make a very dry martini."

"You had me followed?"

"My God is that thing real?"

"Who cares what they're wearing on Main Street, or Saville Row? It's what you wear from ear to ear and not from head to toe that matters... You're never fully dressed without a smile!"

"We love you, Miss Hannigan."

"(talking about Frankie) He's a good kid, he just needs a little, y'know, guidance."

"Thank you, ladies and gentlemen. We're the Variety Trio. (to band) ...three, four! (to audience) And now, a new discovery of mine, little Frankie Casteluccio."

"You ask four guys how it happened, you get four different versions. And this is where all of them start. A thousand years ago. Eisenhower. Rocky Marciano. And a few guys under a streetlamp singing somebody else's latest hit."

"They ask ya "what was the high point?" The Hall of Fame, sellin' all those records, pullin' Sherry outta the hat? It was all great. But the first time the four of us made that sound, our sound... when everything dropped away and all there was was the music... that was the best."

"That's why I'm still out there singin', like that bunny on TV with the battery, I just keep goin' and goin' and goin'... chasin' the music, tryin' to get home."

"...I never heard a voice like Frankie Valli's. After eight bars, I know I need to write for this voice."

"John Lloyd Young - Frankie Valli"

"Christian Hoff - Tommy DeVito"

"Daniel Reichard - Bob Gaudio"

"J. Robert Spencer - Nick Massi"

"Peter Gregus - Bob Crewe"

"Mark Lotito - Gyp DeCarlo"

"(Wendla entire song) Mama, who bore me mama the angels, no sleep in Heaven or Bethlehem."

"Some pray that one day, Christ will come a calling. They light a candle, and hope that it glows. And some just lie there cryin' for Him to come and find them, but when he comes they don't know how to go."

"(Melchior entire song) All that's known, in History, Science. Overthrown, at school, at home by blind men. You doubt them, but soon they bark and hound you, till everything you say is just another bad about you. All they say is trust in what is written, wars are made, and somehow that is wisdom. Thought is suspect and money is their idol, and nothing is okay unless it's scripted in their bible. And I know there's so much more to find, just in looking through myself and not at them. I know to trust my own true mind! And to say there's a way through this. On I go, to wonder and to learning. Name the stars and know their dark returning. I'm calling to know the worlds true yearning. The hunger that a child feels for everything they're shown. You watch me! Just watch me! I'm calling it, that one day all will know. You watch me just watch me. I'm calling. I'm calling, and one day all will know!"

"(Moritz) God, I dreamed there was an angel, who could hear me through the wall, as I cried out, like, in Latin "this is so not life at all!" Help me out, out of this nighmare when I heard her silver call. She said just give it time kid I come to one and all. She said give me that hand please and the itch you can't control. Let me teach you how to handle all the sadness in your soul. Oh we'll work that silver magic then we'll aim it at the wall. She said love may you blind kid but I wouldn't mind at all."

"(All) It's the bitch of the living. Bitch just the bitch. With nothing but you hand just the bitch yeah. Just the bitch of the living"

"(Georg) See each night it's like fantastic, tossing turning without rest, Cause' my days at the piano and my teacher and her breasts. I mean music's like the one thing I can even get at all. And those breasts. I mean, God please just let those apples fall."

"(All) It's the bitch of the living, bitch just the bitch, living in your head just the bitch yeah."

"It's the bitch of the living, just getting out of bed""

"This can't be iiiiiit. Oh God, what a bitch!"

"(Hanschen) Bobby Maler, he's the best. Looks so nasty in those khakis"

"We've all got our junk, and my junk is you."

"It's almost like lovin', sad as that is. May not be cool, but it's so where I live."

"You'll have to excuse me, I know it's so off, I love when you do stuff that's rude and so wrong"

"Fraulein Grossenbustenhaulter: Very well, Georg, and this time bring out the left hand"

"(Georg) You'll have to excuse me, I know it's so off. I love when you do stuff that's rude and so wrong."

"(Hanschen) I go up to my room turn my room turn my stereo on, shoot up some you, And the you is some song"

"(Melchior) Where I go when I go there, no more memory any more. Only men on distant ships, the women with them swimming with them to shore"

"(Moritz) Where I go, when I go there, no more whispering anymore. Only hymns upon your lip. The broken wishes washing with them to shore."

"(Ernst) Touch me! Just like that, and that- oh yeah, know that' heaven. Now that I like, god that's so nice. Now lower down, where the figs lie."

"(Otto) Where I go, when I go there, no more shadows anymore. Only men with golden fins, the rhythm with them rocking with them to shore."

"(Georg) Where I go, when I go there no more weeping anymore. Only in and out your lips. The broken wishes washing with them to shore."

"(All) Touch me, all silent. Tell me, please, all is forgiven. Consume my mind, consume my wine. I'll tell you how, how the winds sigh."

":Moritz: Not that I'm saying I wouldn't want...would ever want to not-- would ever not want.."

"Herr Neumann: Ilse? Ilse! Story time..."

"you say all you want is just a kiss good night then you hold me and you whisper, "child the lord won't mind" it's just you and me, child you're a beauty"

"Now our bodies are the guilty ones. Who touch, and color the hours."

":Father Kaulbach: Ah but children, children, in what ways have we cloaked, and hidden even from ourselves, the secret bargains we have made with out own devils...?"

"(Moritz) Awful sweet to be a little butterfly! Just winging over things and nothing deep inside! Nothing going, going wild in you, you know. You're slowing by the river side. Or floating high and blue."

"(Moritz) Or maybe cool to be a little summer wind. Like once through everything and then away again. With the taste of dust in your mouth all day but no need to know. Like sadness, you just sail away."

"(Moritz) Cause you know! I don't do sadness, not even a little bit! Just don't need it in my life don't want any part of it! I don't do sadness! Hey I've done my time looking back on it all and it blows my mind. I don't do sadness so been there don't do sadness just don't care!"

"(Ilse) Spring and summer, every other day. Blue wind get's so pained blowing through the thick corn through the bales of hay. Through open books on the grass. Sure, when its autum. Wind always wants to creep up and haunt you. This winds got you."

"(Ilse)Wind always wants to Creep up and haunt you Whistling, it's got you. With it's heartache, and it's sorrowWinter wind sings and it cries."

"(Moritz) Or maybe I should be some kind of laundry line. Hang your thing on me. And I would swing them dry! You just wave in the sun through the afternoon and then unseen, they come to set you free, beneath rising moon! Cause you know! I don't do sadness, not even a little bit! Just don't need it in my life don't want any part of it! I don't do sadness! Hey I've done my time looking back on it all and it blows my mind. I don't do sadness so been there don't do sadness just don't care!"

"There's a moment you know...you're fucked."

":Herr Knochenbruch: For our part, we have made a thorough examination of the handwriting of this obscene document, and compared it with every single pupil-"

"But the thing that makes you really jump, is that the weirdest shit is still to come. You can ask yourself, "Hey what have I done" you're still a fly the little guys they kill for fun."

"Yeah you're fucked all right and all for spite you can kiss your sorry ass goodbye. Totally fucked will they mess you up well they know they're gonna try"

"blah blah blah blah blah blah blah"

"Come cream away the bliss, fondle the pearl of your distant dreams."

"Oh, I'm gonna be wounded. Oh I'm gonna be your wound. Oh I'm gonna bruise you. Oh I'm gonna be your bruise."

"(Melichior entire song) You fold his hands and smooth his tie, you gently life his chin. Were you really so blind? And unkind to him? Can't help the itch to touch to kiss to hold him once again. Now to close his eyes, never open them." A shadow past a shadow past yearning yearning for the fool. He called a home. All things he ever did are left behind. All the things his mama wished he bared in mind. And all his dad, had hope he know. The talks you never had the saturday's you never spent. All the grown up places, you never went. And all of the crying you wouldn't understand. You just let him cry, 'make a man out of him. A shadow past a shadow past yearning yearning for the fool. He called a home. All things he ever wished are left behind, all the things that ever flickered through his mind. All the sadness that he'd come to own. And it whistles through the ghosts still left behind."

"In Mercia and the two Anglias - plague, with a 50% chance of pestilence and famine coming out of the Northwest at twelve miles per hour."

"This man was Arthur, King of the Britons. For this... was... England!"

"[After the ensemble sings about Finland] I said, ENGLAND!"

"Defeat at the castle in Act One seems to have utterly disheartened King Arthur. The ferocity of the French taunting took him completely by surprise."

"God be praised, we have a quest!"

"Stand aside, Mrs. Galahad, while the Lady of the Lake, and her Laker Girls, welcome your son to my army!"

"Tim Curry - King Arthur"

"Hank Azaria - Sir Lancelot, French Taunter, Knight of Ni, Tim the Enchanter"

"David Hyde Pierce - Sir Robin, Guard 1, Brother Maynard"

"Christian Borle - Historian, Not Dead Fred, French Guard, Minstrel, Prince Herbert"

"Michael McGrath - Mayor, Patsy, Guard 2"

"Sara Ramirez - The Lady of the Lake"

"Steve Rosen - Dennis' mother, Sir Bedevere, Concorde"

"Christopher Sieber - Sir Dennis Galahad, The Black Knight, Prince Herbert's father"

"Dear Lord, I want all that MONEY!!!"

"Books! Fat! Books! Fat! Books! Fat!"

"I'm hysterical, I'm having hysterics. When I get like this, I can't stop. (Max throws water on him) I'M WET!!! I'M WET!!! Cause, I'm hysterical!!! (Max slaps him) I'M IN PAIN!!! I'M IN PAIN!!! And I'm wet and Cause, I'm still hysterical!"

"Hold Me, Touch Me and Max: "Send me to the moon you animal, send me to the moon" "Thursday, darling, I'll send you to the moon on Thursday. I may even join you""

"Max: We may be sitting down, but we're giving you a standing ovation!"

"Judge: it pains me to break up such a beautiful friendship, so I won't! Five years in the State Penitentiary at the prison, Sing Sing!"

"Wham! One long ball hitter, that's what we need! Honest to God, I'd sell my soul for one long ball hitter!"

"Hold me, Meg-quick! Put your arms around me, and don't let me go-no matter what!"

"Do you mind if I try it one more time-with my shoes off?"

"God, I love this job!"

"Hello, Hell? It's me...what do you mean, 'who?' Who else gets to leave?"

"Whatever Lola wants, Lola gets ... and little man, little Lola wants you!"

"The Naming of Cats is a difficult matter, It isn't just one of your holiday games; You may think at first I'm as mad as a hatter When I tell you, a cat must have THREE DIFFERENT NAMES."

"When the day's hustle and bustle is done, Then the Gumbie Cat's work is but hardly begun."

"Yes the Rum Tum Tugger is a Curious Cat — And there isn't any call for me to shout it: For he will do As he do do And there's no doing anything about it!"

"Jellicle Cats come out tonight, Jellicle Cats come one come all: The Jellicle Moon is shining bright — Jellicles come to the Jellicle Ball."

"Old Deuteronomy's lived a long time; He's a Cat who has lived many lives in succession. He was famous in proverb and famous in rhyme A long while before Queen Victoria's accession."

"And we all say: OH! Well I never! Was there ever A Cat so clever As Magical Mr. Mistoffelees!"

"He's the bafflement of Scotland Yard, the Flying Squad's despair: For when they reach the scene of crime — Macavity's not there!"

"Macavity, Macavity, there's no one like Macavity, He's broken every human law, he breaks the law of gravity."

"Macavity, Macavity, there's no one like Macavity, For he's a fiend in feline shape, a monster of depravity. You may meet him in a by-street, you may see him in the square — But when a crime's discovered, then Macavity's not there!"

"They say that all the Cats whose wicked deeds are widely known (I might mention Mungojerrie, I might mention Griddlebone) Are nothing more than agents for the Cat who all the time Just controls their operations: the Napoleon of Crime!"

"These modern productions are all very well, But there's nothing to equal, from what I hear tell, That moment of mystery When I made history As Firefrorefiddle, the Fiend of the Fell."

"Memory All alone in the moonlight I can smile at the old days I was beautiful then. I remember the time I knew what happiness was Let the memory live again."

"When the dawn comes tonight will be a memory too And the new day will begin."

"Touch me It's so easy to leave me All alone with the memory Of my day in the sun. If you touch me you'll understand what happiness is Look a new day has begun."

"She's got one big breast in the middle of her chest/ And an eye in the middle of her nose. So says I, if you look her in the eye/ You're better off looking up her nose. -The Royal NoneSuch"

"Just like the earth, just like the sun/ Two worlds together are better than one. -Worlds Apart"

"Did the morning come too early, was the night not long enough? Does a tear of hesitation fall on everything you touch? Well, it might just be a lesson for the hasty heart to know Maybe leavin's not the only way to go. -Leavin's Not The Only Way to Go"

"Then I'd be free at last, free at last Great God Almighty I'd be free at last."

"A fiddler on the roof. Sounds crazy, no? But in our little village of Anatevka, you might say every one of us is a fiddler on the roof, trying to scratch out a pleasant, simple tune without breaking his neck. It isn't easy. You may ask, why do we stay here if it's so dangerous? We stay because Anatevka is our home. And how do we keep our balance? That I can tell you in a word—tradition!"

"Without our traditions, our lives would be as shaky as a fiddler on the roof."