Author's Note: This act is a bit more serious than the first simply because it's very hard if not impossible to make the second act of Rent funny. Still, I hope you enjoy it nevertheless.
14. OUT TONIGHT (Cassandra's Apartment)
Cassandra:
What's the time?
Well, it's gotta be close to midnight
My body's talking to me
It says "time for danger"
It says "I wanna commit a crime
Wanna be the cause of a fight
Wanna put on a fancy colla'
And flirt with a stranga"
I've had a knack from way back
At breaking the rules once I learned the games
Get up - life's too quick
I know someplace slick
Where this chick will dance in the flames
We don't need any money
Queens like me get in for free
You can get in too
If you get in with me
Let's go out tonight
I have to go out tonight
You wanna play?
Lets run away
We won't be back
Before it's Christmas Day
Take me out tonight (meow)
When I get a wink from the bouncer stray
Do you know how lucky you'll be?
That you're on line with the Queen of Avenue B
Let's go out tonight
I have to go out tonight
You wanna prowl
Be my night owl?
Well take my paw and we're gonna howl
Out tonight
In the evening I've got to roam
Can't sleep in this dump we call home
All these cats with minds like foam
And the kittens that incessantly cry
So let's find a bar
So dark we forget who we are
And all the scars from the
Nevers and maybes die
Let's go out tonight
Have to go out tonight
You're sweet
Wanna hit the street?
Wanna wail at the moon like --- You can't be expecting me to say that!
Tugger: Oh, why not, I've heard you say worse…
Cassandra: OOOOOH! You CREEP!
Author: Hey! For ONCE can we do a song without interruptions!?
Cassandra: I don't want to do this part anymore! He is INSULTING!
Author: Well, you do have to admit he has a point…
Cassandra: *storms off in a huff*
Author: Oh, for cryin'… *magics up lasso and ropes Cassandra, dragging her
back*
Cassandra: HEY!
Author: You ARE doing this part or I tell everyone about *whispers something
to Cassandra*
Cassandra: *pales* You wouldn't.
Author: I would!
Cassandra: *mutters something unprintable*
Just take me out tonight
Please take me out tonight
Don't forsake me - out tonight
I'll let you make me - bloody hell I will - out tonight
Tonight - tonight - tonight
15. ANOTHER DAY (The Loft)
Tugger:
Who do you think you are?
Barging in on me and my… *sighs* bagpipes…
Little kitten - hey
The door is that way
You'd better go you know
The fire's out anyway
Take your powder - that's really just sugar Rumpleteazer stole…
Author: Tugger! The comments we can do WITHOUT
Tugger:
Take your candle
Your sweet whisper
I just can't handle
Well, take your fur in the moonlight
Your moonlit eyes - goodbye, goodnight
I should tell you I should tell you
I should tell you I should - no!
Another time, another place - or not
Our temperature would climb - what!?
There'd be a *chokes* long embrace? Like I would ever date her!
Author: For the sake of this play, you PRETEND you two like each other. You
are ruining the mood - again.
Tugger: *grumbles*
Author: Besides, it's another time, another place… perhaps in another time
and/or place you would like each other.
Cassandra: *blanches*
Author: Maybe?
Tugger: Fine. But after this musical, I am never cooperating with ANYTHING
you do again!
Author: *coughs* I wouldn't bet on that…
Tugger: What did you say?
Author: Nothing…
Tugger:
We'd do another dance
It'd be another play
Looking for romance?
Cassandra: No, actually…
Tugger:
Come back another day
Another day
Cassandra: Okay, bye!
Author: CASSANDRA!
Cassandra: *exasperated sigh*
The heart may freeze ---
Tugger: Like yours, chunk o' ice…
Cassandra: *ignores him*
Or it can burn
The pain will ease if I can learn
Tugger: *innocently*
To not flirt with every Tom that crosses your path? The pain would definitely
ease then - the other Queens will stop beating you up…
Cassandra: *grits teeth and continues*
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
Tugger:
Excuse me if I'm off track
But if you're so wise
Then tell me - why do you act like such a jerk?
Take your collar
Take your fancy prayer
And don't forget
Get the moonlight out of your fur!
Long ago - you might have lit up my heart - hah!
But the fire's dead - ain't never ever going to start
Another time - another place
The words would only rhyme
We'd be in outer space
Cassandra: Like you are already?
Tugger:
It'd be another song
We'd sing another way
Cassandra: Oh, you'd be in key?
Tugger:
You wanna prove me wrong?
Come back another day
Another day
Cassandra:
There's only yes
Only tonight
We must let go
To know what's right
Tugger: Not you for me!
Cassandra:
No other course
No other way
No day but today
Cassandra & Others/Tugger:
I can't control/Control your temper
My destiny - the author does/She doesn't see
I trust my soul/Who say's that there's a soul - especially where you're
concerned
My only goal is just - to be/Just let me be
There's only now/Who do you think you are?
There's only here
Give into love/Barging in on me and my
Or live in fear/Bagpipes…
No other path/Little kitten, hey
No other way/The door is that way
No day but today/The fire's out anyway
All: Tugger:
No day but today Take your powder
Take your candle
No day but today Take your moonlit eyes
Your smug smile
Your silhouette
No day but today Another time
Another place
Another rhyme
A warm embrace
No day but today Another dance
Another way
Another chance
Another day
No day but today
16. WILL I? (various locations)
*silence*
Author: *after a long pause* Ademetus?
Ademetus: What?
Author: *sighs* Your solo.
Ademetus: I… uhm… can I pass on this?
Author: *sighs* Why?
Ademetus: My, uhm, singing voice ain't that great.
Author: But you said you wanted a solo!
Ademetus: But that was before I found I had to sing!
Author: *grits teeth* *takes a deep breath* Oooookaaaaay… next track…
17. ON THE STREET
Tumblebrutus, Pouncival, and Asparagus:
Christmas bells are ringing
Christmas bells are ringing
Christmas bells are ringing
Out of town
Santa Fe
Coricopat:
Honest living man!
Feliz Navidad!
Author: Whose playing the cops?
Mungojerrie: Me an' Teazer!
Rumpleteazer: *giggles*
Author: Oh, dear…
Tumblebrutus:
Evening, officers
Mistoffelees:
Smile for the camera, Officer Rumpleteazer!
Rumpleteazer: Ooooooh! *grins broadly*
Author: *smacks self in head*
Tumblebrutus:
And a Merry Christmas to your family!
Mungojerrie:
Thanks, Tumble!
Rumpleteazer:
Yours too!
Author: Well, THAT worked…
Grizabella:
Who the heck do you think you are?
I don't need no Goddess-forsaken help
From some bleedin' heart cameraTom
My life's not for you to
Make a name for yourself on!
Mistoffelees: *cowers behind Alonzo*
I don't think she's acting, man…
Alonzo:
Easy, sugar, easy
He was just trying to ---
Grizabella:
Just trying to use me to kill his guilt!
It's not that kind of movie, honey
Let's go - this lot is full of
Thrice-damned Jellicles
Hey - Jellicle
You gotta a dollar?
Huh. Thought not. *hobbles off*
Mistoffelees: Is she gone?
Alonzo: I think so…
Mistoffelees: *comes out* I REALLY don't think she was acting…
18. SANTA FE
Alonzo:
Ah, London…
Mistoffelees:
Uh-huh.
Alonzo:
Center of the universe
Munkustrap:
Sing it, Zo -
Alonzo:
Times are bad
But I'm pretty sure they can't get worse
Mistoffelees:
Watch what you say in the presence of those authors, they might get ideas…
Alonzo:
It's a comfort to know
When you're singing the hit the road blues
That anywhere you could possibly go
After London would be a pleasure cruise
Mistoffelees: *looks around with paranoid look on his face*
I don't like the idea of singing that around the listers…
Munkustrap:
Well I'm thwarted by the puzzle of these lyrics
They don't quite apply to me - that I know
And I'm sick of being an overbearing jerk
To top it all off, we get no salary, so
Let's open up a restaurant in Santa Fe
Oh, sunny Santa Fe would be nice
Let's open up a restaurant in Santa Fe
And leave this to the roaches and mice
Alonzo:
Yeah, I dig that idea… Even if it would mean going to America.
All:
America!
Munkustrap:
You're a sensitive aesthete
Brush the sauce onto the meat
You could make the menu sparkle with rhyme
You could drum a gentle drum
I could seat guests as they come
Chatting not about leadership but wine
Let's open up a restaurant in Santa Fe
Our labors would reap in loads of money!
All:
Really!?
Munkustrap:
We'll open up a restaurant in Santa Fe
And save from devastation our sanity
Strays:
Save our sanity
All:
We'll pack up all our junk and fly so far away
Devote ourselves to projects that sell
We'll open up a restaurant in Santa Fe
Forget this cold Jellicle hell
Oh…
Munkustrap:
Do you know the way to Santa Fe?
You know, tumbleweeds… prairie dogs…
Yeah.
19. I'LL COVER YOU (The Street)
Mistoffelees:
I'll meet you at the show
I'll try and convince Tugger to go
(Mistoffelees exits)
Alonzo: *scans lyrics and pales*
I AM NOT SINGING THIS SONG!
Author: *jerks awake* Wha'!? Huh?
Munkustrap: *stares at her* You were asleep!?
Author: Uhm… yeah, it appears so…
Alonzo: You mean, we could have walked away? We were actually doing things in
some semblance of the way we are supposed to and you weren't even awake to
watch it!?
Author: Uhm… ooops?
Munkustrap: *sighs* In any case, 'Lonzo and I are not singing this. I don't
care what you say.
Author: *yawns* Fine… DEMETER! You're on!
Demeter: Huh!?
20. WE'RE OKAY (at the pay phone)
Demeter:
(on cellular phone)
*pauses* *looks at cell phone*
How did I get this!?
Author: Uhm… don't ask.
Demeter: Ooookay…
Ademetus - Demeter
You got out of your song?
Dismissed!
You lucky Tom…
(pay phone rings)
We're okay! For now…
Bomba - wait!
I'm on the other phone
Yes I have the cowbell
We're okay
(into cell phone)
So tell them - no, we can't sue
I don't know what to do!
Harassment won't work… civil rights too
Ademetus, this is just great
(into pay phone)
No, you cut the paper plate
Didja cheat on Misto a lot, would you say?
You didn't date him anyway?
We're okay
Bomba, hold on…
(into cell phone)
Ademetus, hold on…
(presses call waiting on cell phone)
Hello?
Bustopher, yes
I beeped you
Don't ask me how - we aren't coming to Paris
We're okay
(into pay phone)
Bombalurina - what?
You don't want to do the act?
I'll tell them
(into cell phone)
You heard?
(into pay phone)
They heard
We're okay - what a lie
(into cell phone)
And to you, Bustopher
(pressed call waiting and talks into pay phone)
You have to Bomba!
(into cell phone)
Ademetus, gotta -
(into pay phone)
You have to! She'll blackmail us other wise!
(into cell phone)
Ademetus, gotta go!
(into pay phone)
She'll blackmail u--- with what?
I don't know!
We'll be
We'll be okay
I'm on my way
21. CHRISTMAS BELLS (various locations)
Tumblebrutus, Pouncival, and Asparagus:
Christmas bells are ringing
Christmas bells are ringing
Christmas bells are ringing
On TV - at Saks
Coricopat:
Honest living, honest living
Honest living, honest living
Honest living, honest li---
Grizabella:
Shaddup, or I throttle you!
Coricopat: *meekly*
Yes, ma'am…
Tumblebrutus, Pouncival, Asparagus, Coricopat:
Can't you spare us a break or two
Here with this fic, we love you?
You'll be merry
We'll be merry
Though merry ain't in our vocabulary!
No parodies
No crossovers
No attacks by
Maniacal villains
No war
Just peace
Please?
Author: NO!
Tumblebrutus, Pouncival, Asparagus, Coricopat: Didn't think so.
Hats, bats, shoes, booze?
Mountain bikes, potpourri - *Pouncival sneezes*
Leather bags, nice tea bags…
Pouncival:
And an old bike tire!
Tumblebrutus: *smacks him* That doesn't rhyme, idiot!
Coricopat:
No one's buying
Feel like crying?
All:
Oh no - and it's beginning to snow!
Asparagus:
How about a fir -
In perfect shape
Stole from a tree seller uptown *giggles at his stupid pun*
*everyone glares at him*
*sighs*
I got a tweed
Broken in by a greedy
Broker who went broke
And then broke down
*giggles* That's pretty funny!
Mistoffelees:
…She said 'Would you light my candle?'
And she put on a pout
And she wanted you
To take her out tonight?
Tugger:
Right.
Mistoffelees:
She got you out!
Tugger:
It was Cassandra!
She's annoying and I'm only putting up with her because the author said I had
to!
Mistoffelees: *sly grin*
You said she was sweet.
Tugger:
I did NOT!
Mistoffelees:
Yes you did. I heard you… *tries to sneak away but Tugger grabs him by the
scruff of his neck*
Tugger: I would pound you right here and now, but I'd like to live.
Considering the author seems to like you for some reason, you get to survive.
Mistoffelees: I never thought I'd say this, but thank the Heaviside for the
author!
Tugger:
Let's go eat, I want to see if you can get fat
It's the one revenge left - I can't make you dead meat
Oh, shoot! There she is!
Mistoffelees:
Bombalurina?
Tugger:
No, you idiot! Cassandra!
Mistoffelees:
Ooooooh… *snickers*
Tugger: *cuffs him*
We should go.
Both:
Hey - it's beginning to snow!
Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer:
'e're dreamin' o' a white Christmas!
Author: Tugger, get your TAIL over there and say hello to Cassandra!
Tugger: *grumbles*
*shuffles over, still dragging Mistoffelees*
Hey
Cassandra:
Hey
Tugger:
I just wanted to say
I'm not really sorry for the way ---
Cassandra:
Forget it
Tugger:
I got mad - with good reason, but…
I need to make it up to you.
Cassandra:
How?
Tugger:
Erhmmm… dinner party?
Cassandra:
That'll do. I suppose.
Tugger:
Oh, thank you, high goddess
Cassandra: *kicks him, but misses and hits Mistoffelees*
Mistoffelees: OW! Geez, what'd I do…
Macavity:
Wish me luck, Griddlebone!
The protest is on!
Tugger:
Mistoffelees, this is Cassandra.
Mistoffelees: *rubs his sore leg*
We've met.
*silence*
Author: What are you all doing!?
Munkustrap: Uhm… this script… this part… is too confusing…
Bombalurina: *storms in* Demeter, which way is it to the stage!?
Coricopat: Now THIS part we can follow!
All:
SNOW!!!!
Bombalurina: *jumps and whirls around, glaring at everyone*
I'm surrounded by weirdoes.
22. OVER THE MOON (the proper)
Mistoffelees:
Bombalurina's performance
Bombalurina: *steps up to mike, clears throat*
I want to thank you all for coming to see me today…
Mistoffelees:
Just get on with the performance, Bomba, you're wasting tape space.
Bombalurina: Oppressor.
Last night, I had a dream. I found myself in a desert called *pauses for
emphasis* jelliclejunkyard. It was… scary. And hot. My canteen had sprung a
leak - I was… thirsty. There were many, many of those lovely listers sitting
around, but they did NOTHING to help me, because it was angst, and they
thrive on angst. Out of the abyss skated - a steam train. Rusty. I asked
him where he was going. He said, "I am going to find my one true love,
Pearl, and escape the oppression of the chick who keeps chasing me with a
net." Before I could ask more, he was gone.
Soon after that, another person approached - or rather, ran by, hoisting a
large net, and screaming something unintelligible. Unwilling to know what
was going on there, I walked on. Suddenly, Mistoffelees ran up to me.
Mistoffelees: Huh? What am I doing in your subconscious?
Bombalurina: I don't know, but from now on stop it.
He begged me to get him away from the insane listers, for they kept
tormenting him by all means possible through their fanfics. He told me that
the only way out was up!
Exotica and Etcetera:
Leap of faith, leap of faith… etc.
Bombalurina:
Just then, a whole pack of them entered, the leader of which happens to be
the writer of this fic. And although they once had principals and hearts,
they abandoned them in favor of torturing us poor, unfortunate Jellicles…
yes, and you, Macavity…
Author: Okay, Bombalurina! We get the picture! You can STOP IT NOW!
Bombalurina: *leaps to her feet*
Oppressor! We shall no longer bow down to you! The felines will over take
this city! WE WILL HAVE OUR REVENGE! REBELLION! WHO'S WITH ME!?!?
*dead silence* *crickets chirrup*
Demeter: Oookay… who spiked her water?
Bombalurina: Oh, fine, ruin my fun… *sits down* That's it, folks…
Pouncival: We don't get to moo!? *looks panicked*
Bombalurina: *sighs*
Fine. MOO WITH ME!
All: MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Bombalurina: *cuts them off*
Thank you.
All: *wild applause*
23. LA VIE BOHEME (Life Café)
Author: Now, I can understand if you all don't want to do all of this…
Bombalurina: *veg* Oh, no. We wouldn't DREAM of wrecking the musical further.
Munkustrap: In fact, we have rather been looking FORWARD to this song…
Alonzo: *snickers*
Tantomile:
No please no
Not tonight please no
Mister - can't you go -
Not tonight - can't have a scene
Tugger:
What!?
Tantomile:
Go, please go;
You - HELLO!
I said NO!
Important customer!
Mistoffelees:
What am I - just a blur?
Tantomile: *eg*
Why, Misto! I didn't see you!
I guess I need to start looking down!
Mistoffelees:
Grrr…
Tantomile:
Anyway, you sit all night, you never BUY!
Mistoffelees:
That's a lie, that's a lie!
I had a tea the other day…
Tantomile:
You couldn't PAY!
Mistoffelees:
Oh, yeah…
Munkustrap:
Macavity the Mystery Cat - HERE!?
Tantomile:
Oh, man…
All:
WINE AND BEER!
Jellylorum: YOU CAN'T SAY THAT!!!
Tugger: *eg* We just did.
Bombalurina: The enemy of the Junkyard - we'll stay.
Tantomile: Oy vey!
Munkustrap: What brings the Hidden Paw here, to our humble Jellicle café?
Macavity: I wanted to propose a toast to Bombalurina for her noble try. It
went well.
Bombalurina: Go to hell.
Jellylorum: BOMBALURINA!
Bombalurina: *smiles sweetly* Sorry, it just… slipped?
Macavity: So, were those psychotic authors stopped? Not counting the strays,
how many tickets weren't comp'ed?
Tugger: Why did Muffy ---
Macavity: Griddlebone.
Tugger: Miss the show?
Macavity: There was a death in the family if you must know.
*silence, Jellicles look at each other*
Alonzo: Who died?
Macavity: Our Akita
Macavity, Mistoffelees, Alonzo, Munkustrap: Evita.
Macavity:
Cassandra! I'm surprised!
A bright and *cough* CHARMING girl like you
Hangs out with these slackers -
Who don't adhere to deals!
They make fun - yet I'm the one
Attempting to do some good
Or do you really want to put up with being hated
In every single fanfic these girls write?
Cassandra: *sniff* It's not EVERY one…
All: Yes it is!
Macavity:
Bohemia, bohemia's
A fallacy in your head!
This is London
Bohemia is dead
Mistoffelees: Dearly beloved, we gather here to say our goodbyes
Munkustrap and Tugger:
Die irae - dies illa
Kyrie eleison
Yitgadal v' yitkadash (etc.)
Mistoffelees:
Here she lies
No one knew her worth
The late great daughter of mother earth
On this night when we celebrate the birth
In that little town of Bethlehem
We raise our glass - you bet your ---
Jellylorum: *clamps paw over his mouth* Don't even THINK about it, Mr.
Mistoffelees: *sighs*
Bum.
La vie boheme!
All:
La vie boheme
La vie boheme
La vie boheme
La vie boheme
Mistoffelees:
To the 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 loving tension, no pension,
To more than one dimension,
To starving for attention,
Hating convention, hating pretension,
Not to mention, of course,
Hating dear old ---
Jellylorum: *clamps paw over his mouth again* NOT IN HERE, BUDDY!
Mistoffelees: *sighs* Can somebody get me away from her? I'll never finish
the song otherwise!
To riding your bike midday past the three piece suits -
To fruits - to no absolutes -
To absolut - to choice 0
To the village voice -
To any passing fad
To being an us - for once -
Instead of a them
All:
La vie boheme
La vie boheme
La vie boheme
La vie boheme
Bombalurina: And to think we were actually going to try and do this one right…
Demeter: You should know by now that doesn't work.
Bombalurina: Well, if it wasn't for Jellylorum - don't give me that face!
Gus: Ahhemm!
Bombalurina: *sunny grin* Hey, Mister - she's my sister.
Tantomile: I'm not serving you all. Last time, you had a food fight and
destroyed the place.
Tugger: Aw, we promise not to do it again!
Tantomile: That's what you said the last five times!!!
All: WINE AND BEER! *various giggles*
Jellylorum: STOP THAT!
Cassandra & Alonzo: *eg*
To hand-crafted beers made in local breweries
To yoga, to yogurt, to rice and beans and cheese
To leather, to catnip, to doing our best
To annoy Jellylorum too!
Bombalurina & Munkustrap:
Emotion, devotion, to causing a commotion,
Creation, vacation
Mistoffelees: Our own radio station!
*everyone pauses*
Demeter: WHERE did you come up with that?
Mistoffelees: Uhm… I dunno?
Bombalurina & Munkustrap:
Compassion, to fashion, to passion
When it's new
Munkustrap: To Lennon!
Alonzo: McCartney!
Victoria, Jemima, Electra, Etcetera: *giggles*
To anything taboo!
Jellylorum: *faints*
Munkustrap & Tugger: Andrew Lloyd Webber!
Munkustrap: T.S. Eliot!
Tugger: John Napier!
Bombalurina: To the stage!
Etcetera: To Tugger!
Electra: To Misto!
Demeter: To Munkustrap, too!
Mistoffelees & Cassandra:
Why Dorothy and Toto went over the rainbow
To blow off Auntie Em!
All: La vie boheme!
Bombalurina: Well, this is going just so perfectly…
Demeter: Hah. We're messing this song up royally…
Bombalurina: What else do you expect from this mob?
Gus: Sisters?
Bombalurina: Looks like somebody is still on the script…
Alonzo, Munkustrap, Bombalurina, Mistoffelees, Gus: Brothers!
Mistoffelees, Alonzo, Cassandra, Munkustrap, Bombalurina, Demeter:
Tomcats, Queencats, Felis catus,
Carcinogens, hallucinogens, cats!
Pee Wee Herman
German wine, turpentine, Gertrude Stein
Antonioni, Bertolucci, Kurosawa,
Carmina Burana
Tugger: Oh, yeah, that all rhymed…
Mistoffelees: We are wrecking this song…
All:
To apathy, to entropy, to empathy, ecstasy
Vaclav Havel - The Beatles, 8BC
Tugger: When did the Beatles get in there?
Mistoffelees: Don't knock it, man, they rule…
All: To no shame - never playing the fame game
Munkustrap: To catnip!
Demeter: *falls over laughing*
I never thought I'd hear him say that…
Macavity: Waiter!!!!!!!!
All: La vie boheme!
Munkustrap: In honor of the death of bohemia - and our sanity - an impromptu
salon will commence immediately following dinner - Cassandra, clad only in
bubble wrap…
All: *assorted giggles*
Munkustrap: …will perform her famous "lawn chair-handcuff dance"…
All: *out right laughter*
Mistoffelees: Good thing Jelly's out…
Munkustrap: … to the sounds of ice tea being stirred.
Tugger: And Mr. Mistoffelees will preview his new documentary about his
inability to rely on his magick - which continually fails him!
Mistoffelees: *ignores him*
And Bombalurina, back from her spectacular one-night engagement at the
Junkyard proper…
Bombalurina: Oh, I don't get to do that again?
Mistoffelees: …will sing Native American tribal chants backwards through her
vocoder…
Demeter: What in the name of the Everlasting Cat is a vocoder?
Bombalurina: I don't know, but it sounds expensive.
Mistoffelees: …while accompanying herself on the electric cello, which she
has never studied!
Tugger: Whooo! Go Bomba!
Bombalurina: *bows*
Thank you, thank you…
Macavity: Your new boyfriend doesn't know about us?
Cassandra: He's not my boyfriend!
Macavity: Don't you think that we should discuss…?
Cassandra: It was three months ago!
Macavity: He doesn't act like he's with you…
Cassandra: He's not. I loathe the hairy Tom…
Macavity: Where is he now?
Cassandra: How should I know?
Mistoffelees: And Tugger will attempt to write a bittersweet love song!
(Tugger picks up bagpipes and plays)
Mistoffelees: That… doesn't remind us of "When the Blue Bonnets Come Over the
Border".
Munkustrap: And my good friend Alonzo will model the latest fall fashions
from Paris while accompanying himself on the 10-gallon plastic pickle tub!
Alonzo: And Munkustrap will recount his exploits as an anarchist - including
the tale of his successful reprogramming of Scotland Yard's computer system
to self-destruct as it broadcast the words:
All: Jellicle Cats are merry and bright!
Macavity: CHECK!!!!!!!
Cassandra: Excuse me - did I do something wrong?
Tugger: Yes.
Cassandra: I get invited then ignored all night long!
Tugger: It's not like I wanted you here in the first place! No one's perfect,
I've got baggage!
Cassandra:
Life's too short, babe; time is flying
I'm looking for baggage that goes with mine
Tugger: I should tell you -
Cassandra: I've got baggage too
Tugger: I should tell you -
Both: Baggage - wine -
Others: AND BEER!
Cassandra: Oh dear…
Tugger: And here comes our big number, Cassi…
24. I SHOULD TELL YOU
Tugger:
I should tell you - you're a disaster
I forget how to begin it
Cassandra:
Let's just make this part go faster
I have yet to enjoy it
I should tell you
Tugger: I should tell you
Cassandra: I should tell you
Tugger: I should tell you
Cassandra: I should tell I blew the candle out just to get back in
Tugger: I'd forgotten how to smile till the candle burned your skin
Cassandra: I should tell you
Tugger: I should tell you
Cassandra: I should tell you
Both:
I should tell
Well, here we go
Now we ---
Cassandra: Oh no
Tugger:
I know - this something is
Here goes -
Cassandra: Here goes
Tugger:
Guess so
It's starting to
-- who knows
Cassandra: Who knows
Both:
Who knows where
Who goes there
Who knows
Here goes
There's no desire - we still haven't learned
We can't walk through this fire without a burn
Clinging - not to your shoulder, the leap begins
Being with you is like sleeping on pins
So here we go
Now we -
Tugger: Oh no
Cassandra: I know
Tugger: Oh no
Both:
Who knows where - who goes there
Here goes - here goes
Here goes - here goes
Here goes - here goes
25. LA VIE BOHEME B
Bombalurina: Are we don't yet?
Demeter: Nope, still have one more act…
Bombalurina: Aw, phooey.
Demeter:
And you should see!
They've padlocked the Junkyard
And they're rioting on Avenue B
Mistoffelees: We have an Avenue B? Psychedelic…
Demeter: SOMEBODY called the cops
Bombalurina: That dork!
Demeter:
They don't know what they're doing
The cops are sweeping the lot
But no one's leaving
They're just sitting there - MOOING!
All: *fall over laughing*
To dance!
Victoria:
No way to make a living, masochism
Pain, perfection
Muscle spasm, chiropractors, short-
Careers, eating disorders!
All: Film!
Mistoffelees:
Adventure, tedium, no family, boring locations
Dark rooms, perfect faces, egos,
Money, Hollywood and sleaze!
All: Music!
Alonzo:
Food of love, emotion, mathematics, isolation
Rhythm, feeling, power, harmony,
And heavy competition!
All: Anarchy!
Munkustrap & Bombalurina:
Revolution, justice, screaming for solutions,
Forcing changes, risk and danger
Making noise and making pleas!
All: To tabby, calicos, stray, and weird lookin' tuxes too!
Bombalurina: To me!
Mistoffelees: To me!
Munkustrap & Alonzo: To me!
All:
To you and you and you, you and you
To cats living with, living with, living with
Not going insane from fanfiction!
Let he among us without worry
Be the first to show fury!
La vie boheme
La vie boheme
La vie boheme
Mistoffelees: All:
Anyone out of the
mainstream? La vie boheme
Is anyone in the
mainstream? La vie boheme
Anyone alive - with a
life drive? La vie boheme
Tugger: Somebody tell this Tom to stop making up lyrics!
Mistoffelees:
Tear down the wall
Aren't we all
The opposite of war isn't peace…
It's creation!
All: La vie boheme
Mistoffelees: The riot continues. The Christmas tree goes up in flames. The
snow dances. Oblivious, Cassandra and Tugger exchange a small, lovely kiss.
Tugger & Cassandra: WHAT!?
Tugger: Oh, that is IT shorty, now you die! *starts chasing Mistoffelees*
All: Viva la vie boheme!
END OF ACT ONE
Mistoffelees: Well, we're back. This is me, Mistoffelees, once again manning - catting? That sounds dumb - the camera. Believe it or not, everyone is starting to enjoy their role. The elders have gone of to Wales for the holiday, leaving all us youngsters here to finish the musical. I guess we'll just continue on and see where this takes us?
1. SEASONS OF LOVE
Company: Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Moments so dear
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you measure - measure a year?
In daylights - in sunsets
In midnights - in cups of coffee
In inches - in miles
In laughter - in strife
In five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you measure
A year in the life
How about love?
How about love?
How about love?
Measure in love
Seasons of love
Seasons of love
Demeter: Five hundred twenty-five thousand Jemima: In truths that she learned All: It's time now - to sing out Tugger: The proper lyrics for once All: Tho' the story never ends Munkustrap: Hopefully this parody will All: Let's celebrate Demeter: Measure, measure your life in love Bombalurina: I do believe that is the first song we've gotten mostly right? Demeter: It's too pretty to mess up. Jemima: Well - it would have been right if it wasn't for those two. *points at Munkustrap and Tugger, who try to look innocent* 2. HAPPY NEW YEAR (the street) Mistoffelees: Pan to the padlocked door. New Year's rocking eve. The breaking-back-into-the-Junkyard party? Cassandra: How long till next year? Tugger: Three and a half minutes? Cassandra: I'm giving up on this mailing list Tugger: *pauses* Cassandra: *sniffs* I don't want to? Tugger: Ooookay? Mistoffelees: Those? are her lines? Tugger: SHE refused to sing them because she's a stuck up, self-centered egotistical? Mistoffelees: Tugger? We get the idea. Now I suggest you turn around before Cassandra makes use of that butcher knife? Tugger: WHAT!? *whirls around* Cassandra: *hides knife behind back* Who, me? Mistoffelees: Coast is clear Cassandra: This knife? Oooookaay? Mistoffelees: Will you stop that! Cassandra: *carefully sets knife down* Mistoffelees: *sighs* Cassandra: Maybe they're dressing Bombalurina: Chips anyone? Mistoffelees: You can take the Queen out of Hicksville, but you can't take the Hicksville out of the girl? Bombalurina: Are you talking to me? Did you just call me a hick? *picks up knife* Mistoffelees: *gulps* Somebody please remove that prop! Bombalurina: You should be nicer to me, shorty! My riot got you on TV - I deserve a royalty! Cassandra: Be nice, you two, or no Goddess-awful cream. Bombalurina: Don't mind if I do - no luck? Tugger: Bolted plywood, padlocked with a chain. Mistoffelees: I never thought Macavity would go so far as to actually padlock the Junkyard? Cassandra: Or that that the author would go so far as to let him? Bombalurina: Adds realism, I suppose. Tugger: It's a total dead end. Bombalurina: Just like my ex-best friend. Mistoffelees: What!? Don't tell me you two really are fighting! Bombalurina: *sniffs* Okay, I won't. Mistoffelees: Why? Bombalurina: She had the nerve to go and accuse me of PURPOSEFULLY attracting Toms! It's not my fault they like how I look! Tugger: *sighs* Oh, dear? *hands Bombalurina the cell phone* Call her. Bombalurina: She won't listen, there's no point. Tugger: Tough. Call her anyway. If anything, we have to stick to the script if we are ever going to get out of this. Bombalurina: *takes phone reluctantly* Demeter: That might be okay Bombalurina: You are pushing your luck. Demeter: I did a bit of research Bombalurina: Since when do you have friends there? Demeter: I have friends in all sorts of places. Mistoffelees & Demeter: Rope! Mistoffelees: We can hoist a line? Demeter: To that fire escape? Mistoffelees: And tie it off at? Mistoffelees & Demeter: That bench! Bombalurina: I can't take them as chums. Demeter: Start hoisting - wench! Bombalurina: You are REALLY pushing it. Tugger: I think that I should be laughing (Munkustrap enters with Alonzo) Munkustrap: Bond - James Bond Alonzo: And Pussy Galore - in person! Cassandra: Pussy - you came prepared! Alonzo: But of course! I'm third in command of the tribe, I gotta have a good head on my shoulder, eh? Munkustrap: Aha! Moneypenny - my martini! Cassandra: Will cream do? And don't call me Moneypenny. Tugger: That's shaken - not stirred. Cassandra: Two minutes left to left to execute our plan Alonzo: We have a plan? Munkustrap: Where's everyone else? Tugger: Playing Spiderman! *laughs* Mistoffelees: Ironic close up: tight on the phone machine's red light. Once the Boho Toms are gone, the power mysteriously comes on. 3. VOICE MAIL #3 Jennyanydots: Mistoffelees, it's the Wicked Witch of the West - WHAT!? I am NOT! Skimbleshanks: Just play along, Jenny. Humor the kids. Jennyanydots: Okay. It's the Wicked Witch of the West - your mother. Happy New Year from Wales - saw the riot footage on the telly. Are you sure we were okay to leave you kids alone there in London? I'm a little concerned? Ah, well, I must be off. Lots of love, Jenny. Victoria: (on the machine) Mistoffelees: Oh, that show is so sleazy! Tugger: So's Victoria? Bombalurina: *slaps him* Behave. *looks around, then mutters* But I do agree with you. Victoria: Your footage of the riot was just WONDERFUL, darling! I'm sending you a contract - we could use such talented Toms as yourself working for us? Mistoffelees: *gags* Victoria: Ker-ching, Ker-ching! Lots of MONEY! Misty, give me a call at 970-4301 or at my home try 863-6754 or my cellphone at 919-763-0090 or you can email me at DarlingVictoria@newscom.net or you can page me at --- BEEEEEEEP! 4. HAPPY NEW YEAR B Bombalurina: I think we need an agent! Mistoffelees: We? Demeter: That's selling out! Bombalurina: It is NOT! Mistoffelees: It's nice to dream? Bombalurina: Yeah, we were on network TV - and all thanks to me! Mistoffelees: Somehow I think that I smell the whiff of a scheme? Demeter: Me too. Bombalurina: We can plan another protest? Demeter: We!? Bombalurina: This time you can start shooting from the first, Misto, and you can direct, Demeter - starring ME! All: 5, 4, 3? open sesame!!! *yank door down* Macavity: I see that you've beaten me to the punch. Tugger: How did you know we'd be here? Macavity: I had a hunch. Mistoffelees: You're not? mad? Macavity: I'm here to end this war. It's a shame you went and destroyed the door. Cassandra: Why the sudden about face!? Macavity: The credit is yours. You made such a GOOD case. Tugger: What case? Macavity: Cassandra came to see me yesterday and had QUITE a bit to say. Cassandra: That's not what you said yesterday! Macavity: I couldn't stop thinking about all this - Mistoffelees, you want to get this on film? Mistoffelees: I guess? Macavity: I regret the unfortunate circumstances of the past few days? Tugger: Circumstances!? You padlocked our door! Macavity: I had to, it was in the script! Tugger: You didn't have to do it for real! Macavity: It's with GREAT pleasure? Bombalurina: I'm sure. Macavity: That I give you this key. Demeter: That probably wouldn't have worked anyway. Mistoffelees: Not that it much matters, we destroyed the door. Alonzo: Golf claps! Mistoffelees: *sighs* I forgot to turn the camera on? Macavity: Reshoot it then! Tugger: I see - this is a photo opportunity. Bombalurina: The benevolent god ushers the poor strays back to their home. Were you planning on taking down the barbed wire, too? Tugger: NO! Anything but that! *mock horror* Macavity: Clearing the proper was a safety concern? Munkustrap: Oh, yes, you are so concerned for our safety! Macavity: You can return! Bombalurina: Is THAT why you're here with cats you hate instead of hangin' with Muffy at Muffy's estate? Macavity: For the last time, it's Griddlebone! And she doesn't have an estate! And I'd rather be with you guys than with her? Tugger: Oh, spare us the hot air, Maccy. Macavity: Cassandra, since your ways are so seductive? Cassandra: WHAT!? Macavity: Persuade him to not be so counter-productive. Tugger: What is a very good question? are you two an item now? Cassandra: NO! Macavity: But does your boyfriend know who your last boyfriend was? Tugger: She's not my girlfriend, I don't care what she does! Alonzo: Jellicles! And Macavity? is this any way to start the New Year? Have compassion, Macavity just lost his rat. Macavity: Actually, it was my dog, but I appreciate that. Alonzo: My rat had a fall, and I went through hell. Macavity: It's like loosing a - how did you know she fell? Alonzo: Lucky guess? Munkustrap: Cream? Macavity: Don't mind if I do. To dogs! All But Macavity: No, Macavity - to YOU! Alonzo: Let's make a resolution. Cassandra: I'll drink to that! Munkustrap: Let's always stay friends. Demeter: Tho' we may have our disputes? Bombalurina: This family tree's got deep roots. Mistoffelees: Friendship is thicker than blood. Tugger: That depends. Cassandra: Depends on trust. Tugger: Depends on true devotion? Etcetera: I'm truly devoted to you Tugger!!! Demeter: Depends on love. Mistoffelees: Depends on not denying emotion! Tugger: Perhaps? All: It's gonna be a happy New Year! Tugger: I guess? All: It's gonna be a happy New Year! Tugger: You're right! Alonzo: It's gonna be a happy New Year! Tugger & Cassandra: I'm sorry. Tugger: I may not like you that much? but I'm sorry for bickering with you so much. Cassandra: I may think you are a stuck up snob, but? I'm just as bad. I'm sorry too. Tugger: Coming? Cassandra: In a minute - I'm fine - go. 5. TAKE ME OR LEAVE ME (Demeter's loft) Mistoffelees: Valentine's Day? pan across the empty lot. Tugger's talking to Cassandra again, like he's been doing for the past two months - they've become quite good friends, amazingly enough - although, he's been talking about selling his bagpipes and getting out of here. (Still jealous of Macavity?) Munkustrap and Alonzo are? who knows where. Bombalurina and Demeter are rehearsing. That is, if they are speaking this week? This entire project seems to have effected our real lives, and I can't wait for it to be over. Me? I'm here. Nowhere. Bombalurina: Every single day Demeter: It won't work. Bombalurina: A control freak Demeter: Who I was meant to be! Bombalurina: A snob - yet caring Demeter: And if you give a damn? Bombalurina: A lovable, droll geek. Demeter: Deal with me or leave me! Bombalurina: A boring stick-in-the-mud! Both: That's it! Demeter: That's the straw that breaks my back Both: I quit! Demeter: Unless you take it back. Both: Friends Bombalurina: What is it about them? Both: Can't live with them - 6. SEASONS OF LOVE B Tugger: This song again? Do we really need to sing it? Jemima: Just cooperate, Tugger, it's a nice song? besides, maybe it will pick up everyone's spirits. Everyone's been down and you know it. Company: In diapers - report cards Tugger: It didn't work? Jemima: *sighs* Oh, well, it was worth a try? 7. WITHOUT YOU Tugger: Where were you? Cassandra: I'm sorry I'm late? Tugger: I know. You lost your way. No, you went for a walk; you had to help Jennyanydots. Who is still in Wales. And how's Macavity? I think I'll work in my OWN home for a change. Cassandra: That's not? Tugger: Happy spring. *leaves* Cassandra: Without you Tugger: The world revives Cassandra: Colours renew Both: But I know blue Cassandra: Without you Tugger: Without you Both: The mind churns Tugger: Without you Cassandra: Without you Tugger: Without you Both: Without you Mistoffelees: *from hidden observation point, still filming* Is it possible that Tugger and Cassandra are actually starting to like each other? 8. VOICE MAIL #4 (the loft) Victoria: Mistoffelees 9. I'LL COVER YOU REPRISE (Alonzo's memorial) Mistoffelees: *takes a deep breath* Well? this is awfully hard to say? Alonzo's missing. We are all hoping that it's just going along with the musical, but? we're all worried. Munkustrap: Walk by my side Demeter & Jemima:_________Munkustrap: Company: Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes Munkustrap & Company: Oh friend Munkustrap: I'll cover you Company: Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes Munkustrap: I'll cover you 10. HALLOWEEN (outside the church) Mistoffelees: (on the phone) How did we get here? 11. GOODBYE LOVE Cassandra: Is it true that you sold your bagpipes and bought a plane ticket? Tugger: It's true - I'm leaving now for Santa Fe. Is it true that you're with this criminal? Macavity: You said you'd never speak to him again. Cassandra: Not now? Bombalurina: Who said that YOU had any say in who she says things to at all? Tugger: Yeah! What she said! Demeter: Who said that YOU should stick your nose in other cat's? Bombalurina: Who said I was talking to you? Demeter: We used to have this fight all the time? Mistoffelees: Calm down! Demeter: She'd never admit that my opinions mattered! Mistoffelees: Everyone, please! Cassandra: He was the same way - he was always "Run away - live fast - don't commit" - that's a bunch of sh--- Mistoffelees: Cassandra! Demeter: She's in denial! Cassandra: He's in denial! Mistoffelees: Guys! Demeter: Didn't give an inch when I gave a mile! Mistoffelees: Come on! Cassandra: I gave a mile! Tugger: Gave a mile to who? Mistoffelees & Macavity: Come on guys, chill! Cassandra & Demeter: I'd be happy to die for a taste Tugger: All your words are nice, Cassi Munkustrap: You said you'd all get along today All: I can't believe this is goodbye. Bombalurina: Demeter? I'm sorry? Demeter: So am I. C'mon. Let's go home? (Bombalurina and Demeter exit. Munkustrap wanders off, alone. Cassandra and Macavity leave together. Tugger and Mistoffelees are alone.) Mistoffelees: I hear there are good things out west. Tugger: Some of the best? how could she? Mistoffelees: How could you let her? Tugger: You just don't understand? how could we lose Alonzo? Mistoffelees: Maybe you'll see why when you stop hiding behind your "image". At least now if you try, Alonzo's death won't be in vain. Tugger: His death IS in vain! Mistoffelees: Are you insane!? There's so much to care about - there's Cassandra? there's me! Tugger: Cassandra's got her baggage too. Mistoffelees: So do you! Tugger: Who are YOU to tell me what I know, what I should do!? Mistoffelees: Your FRIEND. Tugger: But who, Misto, are you? "Mistoffelees has his magic, his work." They say, "Misto lives for his magic work" and "Misto's in love with his work". Mistoffelees HIDES in his work! Mistoffelees: From what!? Tugger: From facing your failure, your fear, your loneliness! Facing the fact that you live a lie - and I'll 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 feeling alive! Mistoffelees: Perhaps it's because I want one of us to survive! Tugger: Poor BABY! Mistoffelees: Cassandra still loves Tugger? Is Tugger really jealous? Or afraid of COMMITMENT? Tugger: I? Hey! Watch who you're preaching at! Mistoffelees: Why should I!? We're all running out of time! And YOU'RE running out the door! Tugger: No more! Just be quiet! I've gotta go. Mistoffelees: Hey, for somebody who was always let down, who's running out of town!? Tugger: For somebody who longs for a family of his own, who's standing there - alone? (Cassandra re-enters) Tugger: You heard? Cassandra: Every word. You don't want baggage without a lifetime guarantee. You don't want to watch me die? I just came to say? Cassandra/Tugger: (Tugger leaves, Macavity enters) Cassandra: Please don't touch me (Cassandra runs away, Macavity wanders off, Mistoffelees stays behind to prepare for his meeting with Victoria) 12. WHAT YOU OWN Mistoffelees: "Hi, Mistoffelees for Buzzline? back to you Victoria. Coming up, vampire welfare queens who are compulsive bowlers." Oh, Everlasting Cat, what am I doing? Don't breathe too deep Tugger: The filmmaker cannot see Mistoffelees: And the songwriter cannot hear Tugger: Yet I can see Cassandra everywhere Mistoffelees: Alonzo's voice is in my ear Tugger: Just tighten those shoulders Mistoffelees: And keep a stiff upper lip Tugger: Just don't let go Both: Or you may drown Mistoffelees: What was it about that night Tugger: What was it about that night Both: That made us connect and stand up to the authors? Mistoffelees: For once the shadows gave way to light Tugger: For once the shadows gave way to light Both: For once I didn't shy away Mistoffelees: Alonzo - I hear you - I hear it - I see it - I see it - my film! Tugger: Cassandra I see you - I see it - I hear it - I hear it - my song! Mistoffelees (on the phone)/Tugger: Both: Dying in the UK 13. VOICE MAIL #5 Jellylorum: Tugger Bustopher: Demeter - wherever are you - call Jennyanydots: Mistoffelees, are you there - are you there
14. FINALE (the lot and the loft) Tumblebrutus, Pouncival, Asparagus, Coricopat: Christmas bells are ringing Mistoffelees: December 24th, Ten PM Eastern? Tugger: I found my song! Mistoffelees: He found his song - now if he could just find Cassandra. Tugger: I tried - you KNOW I did. Mistoffelees: Fade in on Misto, who's still in the dark. Tugger: But he's got great footage! Mistoffelees: Which he's cut together? Tugger: To screen tonight. Mistoffelees: In honor of Macavity's wife? Tugger: Muffy! Mistoffelees: Griddlebone, for pulling Macavity out of our neighborhood. And our esteemed author, who hasn't spoken a word since the first act? how curious? (The power blows) Tugger: Then again, maybe we won't screen it tonight? Mistoffelees: I wonder how Griddlebone found out about Cassandra? Tugger: *laughs* Maybe a little birdie told her. Munkustrap: Or an angel. Bombalurina: MISTOFFELEES! TUGGER! ANYONE! HEEEEEELP! Mistoffelees: Bombalurina? Bombalurina: It's Cassandra! I can't get her to the proper! Tugger: NO! Bombalurina: She was huddled in an alley - in the dark? she was freezing and begged to come here. Tugger: Over here? oh, Bast? Cassandra: "Got a light - I know you - you're shivering?" Tugger: We need heat! Cassandra: I'm shivering? Mistoffelees: We can? find some wood, something to eat? Munkustrap: I'm afraid she needs something more than heat? Cassandra: I head that. Bombalurina: Munkustrap will get the doctor, honey. Cassandra: Don't waste your time on me? me? me? me? Munkustrap: Tantomile!? Coricopat!? Oh, they're out of the 'yard! Cassandra: Cold? cold? would you light my candle? Tugger: Yes, we'll? oh, somebody find a candle! Cassandra: I should tell you? I should tell you? Tugger: I should tell you? I should tell you? Cassandra: I should tell you? Macavity didn't mean any? Tugger: Shhh. I know. I should tell you why I left? It wasn't cause I didn't? Cassandra: I know. I should tell you? Tugger: I should tell you? Cassandra: I should tell you? I love you? Tugger: Who do you think you are? Tugger: Your eyes 16. FINALE B Cassandra: I jumped over the moon! Tugger: WHAT!? Cassandra: A leap of MOOOOOOOOOOOO! Demeter: She's back! Cassandra: I was in a tunnel? heading for this warm, white light? Bombalurina: Oh Everlasting Cat? Cassandra: And I SWEAR - Alonzo was there! And he looked GOOD! And he said, "Turn AROUND, Cassandra, and listen to that song?" Munkustrap: She's lost it? Bombalurina: Her fever's breaking! Mistoffelees: There is no future - there is no past? Tugger: Thank Bast this moment wasn't the last. Cassandra & Tugger: There's only us All: No other road no other way Queens/Toms: All: No day but today END ACT TWO POST-PRODUCTION Mistoffelees: *sighs* Well, I'm glad THAT'S over? Tugger: That got weird at the end? too real for my taste, I'm telling you? Bombalurina: What happened to the author, man? She hasn't been around since the first act? Munkustrap: And Alonzo, for that matter? Alonzo: Somebody say my name? Munkustrap: ALONZO! Alonzo: *winces* Guess so. Demeter: You aren't really dead! Alonzo: Well, of COURSE not! Author: So, what's been happening? You guys ready to start Act Two yet? Mistoffelees: We did, and it's finished. *tosses her tape* There. Amuse yourself. Author: You taped this all? Mistoffelees: But of course! It could be interesting to watch twenty years from now? Macavity: Or not. Author: Oh, yeah, Misto, you can give the camera back now. Mistoffelees: Oh, no, I think I'll just hang onto it for awhile? Author: Misto. Give me the video camera! Mistoffelees: NO! *runs off with camera laughing* Author: DORK! *runs after him* Demeter: Well? that was interesting? Munkustrap: Everyone want to go get some coffee? Macavity: Sounds good to me... (All Exit) THE END Mistoffelees: Thank the Everlasting Cat! Author: MISTOFFELEES! Mistoffelees: Whoops! Gotta run... *runs off with video camera laughing cheerfully*
Six hundred minutes
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Journeys to plan
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Of a woman or a man?
Or in times that he cried
In bridges he burned
Or the way that she died
Remember a year in the life of friends
Remember the love
Remember the love
Remember the love
Measure in love
Seasons of love
Seasons of love
I'm going out east - back home
Whether this musical works out or not
It's been kinda fun?
Just don't tell anyone
Don't you? have more space to fill up?
It's gonna be a happy New Year
A happy New Year
You're SUPPOSED to be WORKING
That's for midnight? what?
Where are they?
There isn't much time?
After all, what does a Queen wear that apropos
For a party that's also a crime?
Demy?
I know you're there?
Please pick up the phone
Are you okay?
It's not funny
It's not fair!
How can I atone?
Are you okay?
I lost my temper, I know
But I can learn to change
Give me one more chance
I won't pick on you anymore!
Really! I promise!
I swear!
Just give me another chance?
Your every wish I will obey!
Down girl
Heel? stay
With a friend at legal aid?
Technically, we have hope. But, just in case?
Yet I forget how to begin
I'm feeling something inside
And yet I still can't decide
If I should drop my cool exterior
And be one of the gang
Ah, what the heck
Now it just may be a happy New Year
A happy New Year
Mistoffelees! It's me, Victoria, from Buzzline!
Happy New Year!
Happy New Year!
Happy New? *all trail off*
I walk down the street
I hear felines say
"Honey, so sweet"
Ever since I left kittenhood
Everybody stares at me
Toms with longing
Queens with jealousy
Don't blame me?
It was just the way I was born?
Just remember, I'm still your best friend!
Take me for what I am
Who I was meant to be
And if you have a problem
Then deal with it or leave me be
Then deal with it or leave me be
A tiger in a cage
Can never see the sun
This diva needs her stage
Don't worry, Demy - it's all in fun!
You're the friend I choose
Cats'd kill to fill your non-existent shoes!
You love the limelight too, Demy.
So accept it, but don't waste my time
Cryin' "Bomba, are you still my friend?"
Take me for what I am
Who I was meant to be
And if you have a problem
Then deal with it or leave me
No way I can be what I'm not
But hey - don't you want your friend to have fun?
Don't fight - don't loose your cool
Because who did you tell all your secrets too?
Who did you tell your secrets to, Demy?
I look before I leap
I love margins and discipline
I make lists in my sleep
Bomba, what's my sin?
Never quit - I follow through
I hate mess - but I love you
What to do
With my impromptu friend
So be wise
We can both be satisfied
You've got a friend - but don't compromise
You're one lucky Queen
To have a friend as good as I am
Take me for what I am
Or without them!
Take me for what I am
Who I was meant to be
And if you have a problem
Deal with it or leave me!
Deal with it, honey
Or leave me
Guess I'm leavin'
I'm gone!
In spoke wheels - in speeding tickets
In contracts - dollars
In funerals - in births
In five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred 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
Seasons of love
I should tell you
I should?
Never mind.
The ground thaws
The rain falls
The grass grows
Without you
The seeds root
The flowers bloom
The kittens play
The stars gleam
The poets dream
The earth turns
The sun burns
But I die
Without you
Without you
The breeze warms
The Queen smiles
The cloud moves
Without you
The tides change
The Toms run
The oceans crash
The crowds roar
The days soar
The kittens cry
Without you
The moon glows
The river flows
But I die
Without you
Only blue
Lonely blue
Within me, blue
Without you
The paw holds
The ear hears
The pulse beats
The eyes gaze
The legs walk
The lungs breathe
The heart yearns
The tears dry
Without you
Life goes on
But I'm gone
'Cause I die
Victoria
Next weekend
In East London
By the theatre
Just saw Growltiger
Told him you said hi
Just KIDDING!
We still need directors
You still need money
You know you need money
Pick up the phone
Don't be afraid of ker-ching ker-ching
Misty - sell us your soul
Just KIDDING
We're WAITING?
I'll be your friend
Help me shelter the kittens
Be my friend
And I'll stand by you
Open your door - I'll be your companion
Don't got much baggage
To lay at your paws
But a shoulder to cry on I've got to spare
I'll be there - I'll protect you
I think they meant it
When they said you can't buy love
Now I know you can rent it
A new lease you were, my friend, on life
All my life
I've longed to discover
Something as true
As this is
So with all my heart
I'll cover you______________If you're cold and you're lonely
With all my heart
I'll cover you______________You've got one nickel only
With all my heart
I'll cover you______________When you're worn out and tired
With all my heart
I'll cover you______________When your heart has expired
Five hundred twenty-five thousand moments so dear
Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes
Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred -
Measure a year
Oh friend I'll cover you
Oh friend I'll cover you
I'll cover you
Oh friend
Five hundred twenty-five thousand seasons of love
Hi. It's Mistoffelees. Is Victoria there? ? no, don't bother her. Just tell her I'm running a little late for our appointment? I'm at my fr? Yes, I'm still coming? Yes, I signed the contract? Thanks?
How the hell?
Pan left - close on the tire in the proper
How did I get here?
How the hell?
Christmas
Christmas Eve - last year
Why did the author decide to do this?
How can we escape this surreal living?
Why are entire years strewn
On the floor of my makeshift cutting room of memory
When single frames from one magic night
Forever flicker in close up
On the 3D screen of my mind
That's poetic
Hah. That's pathetic.
Why did Cassi knock on Tugger's door?
And Munkustrap chose that phone booth back where Alonzo set up his drums?
Why did Bombalurina's equipment break down?
Why am I the witness?
And when I capture it on film
Will it mean that it's the end
And I'm alone?
Of what Alonzo had
Someone to live for - unafraid
To say I care for you!
But love's not a three way street
You'll never share love
Until you love yourself - I should know!
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
Alonzo helped us believe in love
I can't believe you disagree
I'll call.
I hate the fall?
Goodbye, love
Goodbye, love
Came to say goodbye, love, goodbye
Just came to say/Glory
Goodbye love/One blaze of
Goodbye love/Glory
Goodbye love
Goodbye!/Have to find
Understand
I don't really love you
I need to go away
Goodbye love
Goodbye love
Came to say goodbye, love, goodbye
Just came to say
Goodbye love
Goodbye love
Goodbye love
Hello - loneliness?
Don't think all day
Dive into work
Look the other way
That drip of hurt
That pint of shame
Goes away
Just play the game
You're living in the UK
At the end of the millennium
You're living in the UK
Leave your conscience at the tone
And when you're living in the UK
At the end of the millennium
You're what you own
You're living in the UK
At the end of the millennium
You're living in the UK
Where it's like the twilight zone
And when you're living in the UK
At the end of the millennium
You're what you own
So I own not a notion
I escape and ape content
I don't own emotion - I rent
Victoria - Mistoffelees/One song - glory
Call me a hypocrite/Cassandra
I need to finish my wwn film/Your eyes
I quit!
At the end of the millennium
We're dying in the UK
To come into our own
And when you're dying in the UK
At the end of the millennium
You're not alone
I'm not alone
I'm not alone
This is Jellylorum
Tugger, dear, I don't get these postcards
"Moving to Santa Fe"
"Back in the UK
Starting a rock band"
Tugger, we're still in Wales - please call!
I don't know if he's there
We're all wondering where you kids are
Where are you!?
Mistoffelees - are you there?
Pick up the phone - please call us all!
Christmas bells are ringing
Christmas bells are ringing
How time flies
When you're living in a fanfiction
No sympathy
No relief
We're still
Doing this
Musical, please
No more no!
Oh, not this again.
I can't believe a year went by so fast -
Time flies when you're having fun.
Time to see what we have time to see.
Projector on!
First shot, Tugger
With the bagpipes he got out of hock
When he sold the train ticket
That he never used.
Leaving me alone with my? bagpipes?
Hold on, there's something you should hear
As we said our goodbyes
Can't get them out of my mind
And I find I can't hide from
Your eyes
The ones that took me by surprise
The night you came into my life
Where there's moonlight
I see your eyes
How'd I let you slip away
Now I'd die for one more day
'Cause there's something I should
Have told you
Yes there's something I should have
Told you
When I looked into your eyes
Why does distance make us wise?
You were the song all along
And before the song dies
I should tell you I should tell you
I have always loved you
You can see it in my eyes
There's only this
Forget regret or life is yours to miss
No day but today
I can't control/Will I lose my dignity
My destiny/Will someone care
I trust my soul/Will I wake tomorrow
My only goal/From this
Is just to be/Nightmare
Without you/There's only now
The paw holds/There's only here
The ear hears/Give in to love
The pulse beats/Or live in fear
Life goes on/No other path
But I'm gone/No other way
Cause I die
Without you/No day but today
I die without you/No day but today
I die without you/No day but today
No day but today
I die without you/No day but today
