Notes/Prima Donna (movie)
Mystery after gala night
if says, "Mystery of soprano's flight
"Mystified baffled Surete say
we are mystified - we suspect foul play
Bad news on soprano scene - first Carlotta, now Christine
Still, at least the seats get sold gossip's worth its, weight in gold
What a way to run a business
Spare me these unending trials
Half your cast disappears, but the crowd still cheers
Opera
To hell with Gluck and Handel
It's a scandal that'll pack 'em in the aisles
D***able
Will they all walk out
This is d***able
Andre, please don't shout
It's publicity
And the take is vast
Free publicity
But we have no cast
But Andre, have you seen the queue
Oh, it seems you've got one too ..."Dear Andre what a
charming gala
Christine enjoyed a great success
We were hardly bereft when Carlotta left - otherwise
the chorus was entrancing, but the dancing was a lamentable
mess!
Dear Firmin, just a brief reminder: my salary has not been paid
Send it care of the ghost, by return of post Q P.T.O.
No-one likes a debtor, so it's better if my orders are obeyed
Who would have the gall to send this
Someone with a puerile brain
These are both signed "O.G.
Who the hell is he
Opera ghost
It's really not amusing
He's abusing our position
In addition he wants money
He's a funny sort of spectre
to expect a large retainer
Nothing plainer - he is clearly quite insane
Where is she
You mean Carlotta
I mean Miss Daae - where is she
Well, how should we know
I want an answer
I take it that you sent me this note
What's all this nonsense
Of course not
Don't look at us
She's not with you, then
Of course not
We're in the dark
Monsieur, don't argue
Isn't this the letter you wrote
And what is it, that we're meant to have wrote? Written
Do not fear for Miss Daae
The Angel of Music has her under his wing
Make no attempt to see her again
If you didn't write it, who did
Where is he
Ah, welcome back
Your precious patron - where is he
What is it now
I have your letter - a letter which I rather resent
And did you send it
Of course not
As if he would
You didn't send it
Of course not
What's going on
You dare to tell me, that this is not the letter you sent
And what is it that I'm meant to have sent
Your days at the Opera Populaire are numbered
Christine Daae will be singing on your behalf tonigh
Be prepared for a great misfortune, should you attempt to take her place
Far too many notes for my taste - and most of them about
Christine!
All we've heard since we came is Miss Daae's name
Miss Daae has returned
I trust her midnight oil is well and truly burned
Where precisely is she now
I thought it best that she went home ...She needed rest
May I see her
No, monsieur, she will see no-one
Will she sing
Will she sing
Here, I have a note
Let me see it
Please
Gentlemen, I have now sent you several
notes of the most amiable nature
detailing how my theatre is to be run
You have not followed my instructions
I shall give you one last chance
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
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
I remain, Gentlemen, Your obedient servant, O.G.
Christine
Whatever next
It's all a ploy to help Christine
This is insane
I know who sent this:The Vicomte - her lover
Indeed? Can you believe this
Signora
O traditori!This is a joke
This changes nothing
O mentitori
Signora
You are our star
And always will be
Signora
The man is mad
We don't take orders
Miss Daae will be playing the Pageboy - the silent role
Carlotta will be playing the lead
It's useless trying to appease me
You're only saying this to please me
Signori, e vero
Non, non, non voglio udire
Lasciatemi morire
O padre mio
Dio
Who scorn his word, beware to those
You have reviled me
The angel sees, the angel knows
Why did Christine fly from my arms
You have rebuked me
Signora, pardon us
You have replaced me
Please, Signora, we beseech you
This hour shall see your darkest fears
I must see her
Abbandonata
Deseredata
O, sventurata
The angel knows, the angel hears
Where did she go
Abbandonata
Disgraziata
Signora, sing for us
Don't be a martyr ...What new surprises lie in store
Our star
Non vo' cantar
Your public needs you!We need you, too
Would you not rather have your precious little ingenue
Signora, no! the world wants you! Prima donna first lady of
the stage
Your devotees are on their knees to implore you
Can you bow out when they're shouting your name
Think of how they all adore you
Prima donna, enchant us once again
Think of your muse ...And of the queues round the theatre
Can you deny us the triumph in store
Sing, prima donna, once more
Christine spoke of an angel
Prima donna your song shall live again
You took a snub but there's a public who needs you
She has heard the voice of the angel of music
Those who hear your voice liken you to an angel
Think of their cry of undying support
Is this her angel of music
We get our opera She gets her limelight
Follow where the limelight leads you
Is this ghost an angel or a madman
Angel or madman
Leading ladies are a trial
Heaven help you, those who doubt
You'll sing again, and to unending ovation
Orders! Warnings
Lunatic demands
This miscasting will invite damnation ...Tears ... oaths
Iunatic demands are regular occurrences
Bliss or damnation
Which has claimed her
Think how you'll shine in that final encore
Sing, prima donna, once more
Oh fools, to have flouted his warningsSurely, for her sake
Surely he'll strike back ...Surely there'll be further scenes
worse than this
Think, before these demands are rejected
I must see these demands are rejected
if his threats and demands are rejected
Who'd believe a diva happy to relieve a chorus girl
who's gone and slept with the patron
Raoul and the soubrette, entwined in love's duet
Although he may demur, he must have been with her
fortunata
Non ancor abbandonata
You'd never get away with all this in a play
Prima donna the world is at your feet
A nation waits, and how it hates to be cheated
The stress that falls upon a famous prima donna
Terrible diseases, coughs and colds and sneezes
Still, the dryest throat will reach the highest note
in search of perfect opera
then I fear the outcome
Christine plays the Pageboy
Carlotta plays the Countess
should you dare to ...... when you once again
Light up the stage with that age old rapport
Sing, prima donna, once more
So, it is to be war between us! If these demands are not met
a disaster beyond your imagination will occur
Once more
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