Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street Page #5

It take-a da will

to take-a da pains,

It take-a da pace,

it take-a da graaaaaace...

The winner is Todd.

Sir, I bow to a skill far

greater than my own.

The five pounds.

May the good Lord smile on you...

until we meet again.

Come, boy.

Suppose it's just me gentle heart, but

I do hate to see a boy treated like that.

Congratulations, Mr. Todd.

May I ask you, sir, do you have

an own establishment?

He certainly does.

Sweeney Todd's Tonsorial Parlor -

above my meat pie emporium in Fleet Street.

I thank you, sir.

You are a paragon of integrity.

Well, I try to do my best for

my friends and neighbors...

Your establishment is

in Fleet Street, you say?

Yes, sir.

Then, Mr. Todd, you will surely

see me there before the week is out.

You will be welcome, Beadle Bamford,

and I can guarantee to give

you without a penny's charge,

the closest shave you will ever know.

Come on, off...

...Like to give me a coronary right there!

...It's not much of a chair,

but it'll do.

Was me poor Albert's chair.

Sat in it all day long he did,

after his leg give out with the gout.

Why doesn't the Beadle come?

"Before the week is out,"

that's what he said.

And who says the week's out?

It's only Tuesday.

Easy now.

Hush, love, hush.

Dont distress yourself,

Whats your rush?

Keep your thoughts

nice and lush.

Wait.

Hush, love, hush.

Think it through.

Once it bubbles,

then whats to do?

Watch it close.

Let it brew.

Wait.

Ive been thinking, flowers-

Maybe daisies-

To brighten up the room.

Dont you think some flowers,

pretty daisies,

might relieve the gloom?

Ah, wait, love, wait.

And the Judge?

When will we get to him?

Can't you think of nothing else?

Always broodin' away on yer wrongs what

happened heaven knows how many years ago...

Come on.

Slow, love, slow.

Time's so fast.

Now goes quickly, see

Now it's past!

Soon will come,

soon will last.

Wait.

Dont you know,

silly man,

half the fun is to

plan the plan?

All good things come to

those who can

wait.

Gillyflowers, maybe,

'stead of daisies...

I dont know, though...

What do you think?

Oh, I'm sorry, excuse me...

Mrs. Lovett, sir.

A pleasure, ma'am -

Mr. Todd, there's a

girl who needs my help,

such a sad girl and lonely,

and beautiful too and-

Slow down, slow down.

Yes, I'm sorry...

This girl has a guardian

who he keeps her locked away.

But then this morning she dropped this...

It's surely a sign that

Johanna wants me to help her

that's her name, Johanna -

and Turpin that of her guardian.

A judge of some sort...

Once he goes to court, Im going to

slip into the house and release her

and beg her to come

away with me. Tonight.

Oh, this is very romantic.

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