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------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------- Oliver! Music: Lionel Bart Lyrics: Lionel Bart Book: Lionel Bart Premiere: Thursday, June 30, 1960 ------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------ Prologue Food, Glorious Food Oliver! Widow Corney's Parlour I Shall Scream Boy For Sale That's Your Funeral Where Is Love? Oliver's Escape Consider Yourself You've Got To Pick-A-Pocket Or Two Rum Tum Tum It's A Fine Life I'd Do Anything Be Back Soon The Robbery Oom-Pah-Pah My Name! As Long As He Needs Me Where is Love (reprise) Who Will Buy It's A Fine Life (reprise) Reviewing the Situation Entrance into Act Two: Scene Four Oliver! (reprise) As Long As He Needs Me (reprise) London Bridge Reviewing The Situation (reprise) Finale Prologue [Orchestra] Food, Glorious Food

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Page 1: Oliver Script

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------Oliver!Music: Lionel BartLyrics: Lionel BartBook: Lionel BartPremiere: Thursday, June 30, 1960-------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Prologue Food, Glorious Food Oliver! Widow Corney's Parlour I Shall Scream Boy For Sale That's Your Funeral Where Is Love? Oliver's Escape Consider Yourself You've Got To Pick-A-Pocket Or Two Rum Tum Tum It's A Fine Life I'd Do Anything Be Back Soon The Robbery Oom-Pah-Pah My Name! As Long As He Needs Me Where is Love (reprise) Who Will Buy It's A Fine Life (reprise) Reviewing the Situation Entrance into Act Two: Scene Four Oliver! (reprise) As Long As He Needs Me (reprise) London Bridge Reviewing The Situation (reprise) Finale

Prologue[Orchestra]

Food, Glorious Food

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BOYS

Is it worth the waiting for? If we live 'til eighty four All we ever get is gru...el! Ev'ry day we say our prayer -- Will they change the bill of fare? Still we get the same old gru...el! There is not a cust, not a crumb can we find, Can we beg, can we borrow, or cadge, But there's nothing to stop us from getting a thrill When we all close our eyes and imag...ine

Food, glorious food! Hot sausage and mustard! While we're in the mood -- Cold jelly and custard! Pease pudding and saveloys! "What's next?" is the question. Rich gentlemen have it, boys -- In-di-gestion!

Food, glorious food! We're anxious to try it. Three banquets a day -- Our favourite diet!

Just picture a great big steak -- Fried, roasted or stewed. Oh, food, Wonderful food, Marvellous food, Glorious food.

Food, glorious food! What is there more handsome? Gulped, swallowed or chewed -- Still worth a kin's ransom. What is it we dream about? What brings on a sigh? Piled peaches and cream , about Six feet high!

Food, glorious food! Eat right through the menu. Just loosen your belt

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Two inches and then you Work up a new appetite. In this interlude -- Then food, Once again, food Fabulous food, Glorious food.

Food, glorious food! Don't care what it looks like -- Burned! Underdone! Crude! Don't care what the cook's like. Just thinking of growing fat -- Our senses go reeling One moment of knowing that Full-up feeling!

Food, glorious food! What wouldn't we give for That extra bit more -- That's all that we live for Why should we be fated to Do nothing but brood On food, Magical food, Wonderful food, Marvellous food, Fabulous food,

OLIVER

Beautiful food,

BOYS

Glorious food.

Oliver

MR. BUMBLE

For what you are about to receive

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May the Lord make you truly thankful.

BOYS

Amen!

OLIVER

(spoken) Please, Sir, I want some more.

MR. BUMBLE

(spoken) What?!

OLIVER

(spoken) Please, Sir, I want some... more.

MR. BUMBLE

(spoken) More!?

WIDOW CORNEY

Catch him!

MR. BUMBLE

Snatch him!

WIDOW CORNEY

Hold him!

MR. BUMBLE

Scold him!

WIDOW CORNEY

Pounce him! Trounce him! Pick him up and bounce him!

MR. BUMBLE

Wait!

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Before we put the lad to task May I be so curious as to ask His name?

BOYS (whispering)

O-li-ver.

WIDOW CORNEY AND MR. BUMBLE

Oliver! Oliver!

MR. BUMBLE

Never beofre has a boy wanted more!

MR. BUMBLE AND WIDOW CORNEY

Oliver! Oliver!

WIDOW CORNEY

Won't ask for more when he knows what's in store.

MR. BUMBLE

There's a dark, thin, winding stairway Without any bannister Which we'll throw him down, and feed him on Cockrouches served in a canister

ALL

Oliver! Oliver!

MR. BUMBLE

What will he do when he's turned black and blue? He will curse the day Somebody named him

ALL

O-li-ver!

MR. BUMBLE

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Oliver! Oliver! Never before has a boy wanted more! Oliver! Oliver!

WIDOW CORNEY

Won't ask for more When he knows what's in store.

MR. BUMBLE

There's a sooty chimney Long overdue for a sweeping out Which we'll push him up, And one day next year with the rats he'll be creeping out.

ALL

Oliver! Oliver!

MR. BUMBLE

What will he do? In this terrible stew? He will rue the day somebody named him...

ALL AND WIDOW CORNEY

O-li-ver!

GOVERNORS

Oliver! Oliver! Never before has a boy asked for more Oliver! Oliver!

CHAIRMAN

Pray some decorum restore, I implore... Let us face this case, it's Unprecedented, quite utterly.

GOVERNORS

He's disgraced this place.

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LARGE GOVERNOR

And encouraging others to swallow in gluttony.

ALL

Oliver!...Oliver! Lock him in gaol And then put him on sale, For the highest bid Glad to be rid Of O-li-ver!

WIDOW CORNEY

(spoken) Lock him up! Collect his belongings then bring him back to me when you've done. To bed, all of you!

Widow Corney's Parlour[Orchestra]

I Shall Scream

WIDOW CORNEY

(spoken) You're a cruel man. And a hardhearted man besides.

MR. BUMBLE

(spoken) Hardhearted, Mrs. Corney? Hard? Are you hardhearted, Mrs. Corney?

WIDOW CORNEY

(spoken) Dear me! What a curious question coming from a single man. What can you want to know for, Mr. Bumble? Mr. Bumble, I shall scream!

MR. BUMBLE

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No you wouldn't, heigh ho. If I wanted something special, Then you couldn't say "no". Did I nearly catch you smiling? Yes I did. And it's beguiling. If you hand is close, I'll press it. Yes, you like it -- come confess it! Yes, you do...

WIDOW CORNEY

No, I don't.

MR. BUBLE

Yes, you do!

WIDOW CORNEY

I shall scream! I shall scream! 'Til they hasten to my rescue, I shall scream.

MR. BUMBLE

Since there's nobody that's near us Who cold see us. or could hear us? If you ask you can I kiss you Say what will my pretty miss do?

WIDOW CORNEY

I shall scream, scream, scream!

MR. BUMBLE

If I pinch you one pinch -- From you shy protective shell Can I un-inch you one inch? Will my blinthesome, buxum beauty Let her suitor do his duty? Tho' his lap ain't very large, dear Sit upon it -- There's no charge, dear. Will you sit?

WIDOW CORNEY

No, I shan't

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MR. BUMBLE

Will you sit?

WIDOW BUMBLE

I shall scream! I shall scream! For the safety of my virtue I shall sream Tho' your knee is rather cosy, See my cheeks are getting rosy. You would have me in your power. If I sat here for an hour...

MR. BUMBLE

I shall scream, scream, scream!

WIDOW CORNEY

You're a naughty bad man. If you think I can't be proper, Prim and haughty -- I can And you'll pardon if I mention You must state your true intention.

MR. BUMBLE

Is there not another room here?

WIDOW CORNEY

No!

MR. BUMBLE

If there would be a bride and groom here --- would there be?

WIDOW CORNEY

Well there might.

MR. BUMBLE

We shall see.

WIDOW CORNEY

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I shall scream! I shall scream! At the thought of what you're thinking, I shall scream!

MR. BUMBLE

You will wonder where the scream went When we come to an agreement As my lovey-dovey is chubby Could she love a chubby hubby?

WIDOW CORNEY

I shall scream, Mr. Bumble! I shall scream, Bumble-Wumble! I shall scream, scream, scream!

Boy for Sale

WIDOW CORNEY

(spoken) Get a good price for him, Mr. Bumble.

MR. BUMBLE

One boy, Boy for sale. He's going cheap. Only seven guineas. That -- or thereabouts.

Small boy... Rather pale... Through lack of sleep. Feed him gruel dinners. Stop him getting stout.

If I should say he wasn't very greedy... I could not, I'd be telling you a tale. One boy, Boy for sale. Come take a peep. Have you ever seen as Nice

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A boy For sale.

That's Your Funeral

MR. BUMBLE

(spoken) Liberal terms, Mr. Sowerberry...Liberal terms? Three pounds!

SOWERBERRY

(spoken) Well, as a matter of fact, I was needing a boy....

MR. BUMBLE

He's a born undertaker's mute. I can see him in his black silk suit. Following behind the funeral procession... With his features fixed in a suitable expression. There'll be horses with tall balck plumes To escort us to the family tombs, With mourners In all corners Who've been taught to week in tune.

Then the coffin lined with satin. That's your funeral.

MRS. SOWERBERRY

That's your funeral.

SOWERBERRY

Large enough to wear your hat in. That's your funearl.

MRS. SOWERBERRY

That's your funeral.

SOWERBERRY

We're just here to glamourize you for that Endless sleep.

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MRS. SOWERBERRY AND SOWERBERRY

You might just as well look fetching When you're six feet deep.

MRS. SOWERBERRY

At the wake we'll drink a toddy To the body beautiful.

MR. SOWERBERRY

That's your funeral.

MRS. SOWERBERRY

Not our funeral.

BOTH

That's your funeral.

SOWERBERRY

If you're fond of overeating That's your funeral.

MRS. SOWERBERRY

That's your funeral.

SOWERBERRY

Starve yourself by undereating That's your funeral.

THE FUNERAL PROCESSION

That's your funeral?

MRS. SOWERBERRY

Visualize the earth descentind on you clod by clod. You can't come back when you're buried Underneath the ...sod.

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MRS. SOWERBERRY AND SOWERBERRY

We will not reduce our prices. Keep your vices usual.

SOWERBERRY

That's your funeral.

MRS. SOWERBERY

Not our funeral.

MRS. SOWERBERRY

Not our funeral.

ALL

That's your funeral.

MR. BUMBLE

I don't think this song is funny.

SOWERBERRY

That's your funeral.

MR. BUMBLE

Here's the boy, now where's the money?

SOWERBERRY

That's your funeral.

MR. BUMBLE

That's your funeral.

SOWERBERRY

We don't harbour thoughts macabre, There's no need to frown.

MRS. SOWERBERRY AND SOWEBERRY

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In the end we'll either burn you up or nail you down. We love coughs and wheezes And diseases called incurable. That's your funeral. No one else's funearl.

SOWERBERRY

That's your...

MRS. SOWEBERRY

That's your...

BOTH

Funeral!

Where is Love?

MRS. SOWEBERRY

(spoken) Right then, Oliver Twist, your bed's underneath the counter. You don't mind sleeping among coffins I suppose? It don't much matter whether you do or you don't cause you can't sleep nowhere else!

OLIVER

Where is love? Does it fall from skies above? Is it underneat the willow tree That I've been dream of? Where is she? Who I close my eyes to see? Will I ever know the sweet "hello" That's only meant for me? Who can say where she may hide? Must I travel far and wide? 'Til I am bedside the someone who I can mean somethin to ... Where...? Where is love?

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Who can say where...she may hide? Must I travel...far and wide? 'Til I am beside...the someone who I can mean...something to... Where? Where is love?

Oliver's Escape[Orchestra]

Consider Yourself

DODGER

(spoken) So, Oliver Twist, you're coming with me.

OLIVER

(spoken) Are you sure Mr. Fagin won't mind?

DODGER

(spoken) Mind?!

Consider yourself at home. Consider yourlef one of the familhy. We've taken to you so strong. It's clear we're going to get along. Consider yourself well in Consider yourslef par to the furniture. There isn't a lot to spare. Who cares?..What ever we've goin we share!

If it should chance to be WE should see Some harder days Empty larder days Why grouse? Alsyas a-chance we'll meet Somebody To foot the bill Then the drinks are on the house! Consider yourself our mate. We do't want to have no fuss, For after some consideration, we can state...

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Consider yourself One of us!

Consider yourself...

OLIVER

At home?

DODGER

Consider yourself...

OLIVER

One of the family

CAPTAIN

We've taken to you

OLIVER

So strong

HAND WALKER

It's clear...we're...

ALL

Going to get along

DODGER

Consider yourself...

CHARLIE BATES

Well in!

DODGER

Consider yourself...

SNAKE

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Part of the furniture

OLIVER

There isn't a lot to spare

ALL

Who cares? Whatever we got we share

DODGER

Nobody tries to be lah-di-dah or uppity-- There a cup-o'-tea for all.

ALL

Only it's wise to be handy wiv a rolling pin Whne the landlord omes to call!

DODGER

Consider yourself Our mate. We don't want to have no fuss

ALL

For after some consideration we can sate

OLIVER

Considter yourself

DODGER

Yes!

ALL

One of us!

COMPANY

Consider yourself at home... We've taken to you so strong.

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Consider yourself well in... There isn't a lot to spare If it should chance to be We should see Some harder days Empty larder days -- Why grouse? Always a chane we'll meet Somebody To food the bill -- Then the drinks are on the house!

Consider yourself our mate. We don't want to have no fuss For after some consideration, we can state... Consider yourself... One of us!

DODGER

Consider yourself

ALL

At home.

DODGER

We've taken to you

ALL

So strong

DODGER

Consider yourself

ALL

Well in.

There isn't a lot to spare.

Nobody tries to be lah-di-dah or uppity. There's a cup-o'-tea for all Only it's wise to be handy wiv a rolling pin

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Wen the landlord comes to call

Consider yourself our mate We don't want to have no fuss For after some consideration we can state Consider yourself One of us...

For after some consideration we can state Consider yourself... One of us!

If it should chance to be We should see some harder days, Empyt larder days, Why grouse? Always a chance we'll meet Somebody to foot the bill. Then the drinks are on the house.

Consider yourself at home. Consider yourself one of the family. We've taken to you so strong. It's clear we're going to get along. Consider yourself well in. Consider yourself part of the furniture. There isn't a lot to spare. Who cares? Whatever we've got we share.

If it should chance to be We should see some harder days, Empty larder days, Why grouse? Always a chance we'll meet Somebody to foot the bill. Then the drinks are on the house.

Consider yourself our mate. We don't want to have no fuss For after some considertaion we can state Consider yourself... One of us!!

Pick a Pocket or Two

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FAGIN

(spoken) You see, Oliver...

(sung) In this life, one thing counts In the bank, large amounts I'm afraid these don't grow on trees, You've got to pick-a-pocket or two

You've got to pick-a-pocket or two, boys, You've got to pick-a-pocket or two.

BOYS

Large amounts don't grow on trees. You've got to pick-a-pocket or two.

FAGIN

(spoken) Let's show Oliver how it's done, shall we, my dears?

(sung) Why should we break our backs Stupidly paying tax? Better get some untaxed income Better to pick-a-pocket or two.

You've got to pick-a-pocket or two, boys You've got to pick-a-pocket or two.

BOYS

Why should we all break our backs? Better pick-a-pocket or two.

FAGIN

(spoken) Who says crime doesn't pay?

(sung) Robin Hood, what a crook! Gave away, what he took. Charity's fine, subscribe to mine. Get out and pick-a-pocket or two

You've got to pick-a-pocket or two, boys You've got to pick-a-pocket or two.

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BOYS

Robin Hood was far too good He had to pick-a-pocket or two.

FAGIN

Take a tip from Bill Sikes He can whip what he likes. I recall, he started small He had to pick-a-pocket or two.

You've got to pick-a-pocket or two, boys You've got to pick-a-pocket or two.

BOYS

We can be like old Bill Sikes If we pick-a-pocket or two.

FAGIN

(spoken) Stop thief!

Dear old gent passing by Something nice takes his eye Everything's clear, attack the rear Get in and pick-a-pocket or two.

You've got to pick-a-pocket or two, boys You've got to pick-a-pocket or two.

BOYS

Have no fear, attack the rear Get in and pick-a-pocket or two.

FAGIN

When I see someone rich, Both my thumbs start to itch Only to find some peace of mind We have to pick-a-pocket or two.

You've got to pick-a-pocket or two, boys You've got to pick-a-pocket or two.

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BOYS

Just to find some peace of mind

FAGIN AND BOYS

We have to pick-a-pocket or two!

Rum Tum Tum

FAGIN

(spoken) Just do everything you see Dodger and Charlie do. Make 'em your models, my dear -- especially Dodger -- He's going to be right little... Bill Sikes! Tell me my dear, you see my hankerchief? See if you can take it from me without my noticing -- like you saw the others do.

Rum-tum-tum, Rum-tum-tum Pom-pom-pom Pom-pom-pom Skiddle-eye-tye Tee-rye-tye-tye Tee-ruppa-tuppa-ruppa-tum-tum You've got to pick a pocket or two! You've got to pick a pocket or two!

It's a Fine Life

NANCY

(spoken) Plummy and slam!

FAGIN

(spoken) Nancy! Wake up boys! The ladies is 'ere.

DODGER

(spoken) Ladies?! Cor! 'Ark at him!

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NANCY

(spoken) 'Ere, we'll have less of that if you don't mind! 'Ere, so where's the gin, then, Fagin?

FAGIN

(spoken) All in moderation, my dear, all in moderation. Too much gin can be a dangerous thing for a pure, young girl.

NANCY

(spoken) Ooh, and what's wrong with a bit of danger then, eh, Mr. Fagin? After all it's about the only excitement we get. And who would deny us that small pleasure?

(sung) Small pleasures, small pleasures Who would deny us these? Gin toddies -- large measuress -- No skimpin' if you please! I rough it, I love it Life is a game of chance. I never tire of it -- Leading this merry dance. If you don't mind having to go without things It's a fine life.

ALL

It's a fine life.

NANCY

Tho' it ain't all jolly old pleasure outings... It's a fine life

ALL

It's a fine life.

NANCY

When you got someone to love You forget your cares and strife Let the prudes look down on us

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Let the wide world frown on us It's a fine,

ALL

Fine life!

NANCY

(spoken) Ain't that right, Bet? Go on, you tell 'em girl.

BET

Who cares if straightlaces Sneer at us in the street? Fine airs and fine graces

NANCY

Don't have to sin to eat.

BOTH

We wander through London

NANCY

Who knows what we many find?

BOTH

There's pockets left undone On many a behind.

NANCY

If you don't mind taking it as it turns out, It's a fine life!

ALL

It's a fine life!

NANCY

Keep the candle burning until it burns out It's a fine life.

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ALL

It's a fine life.

NANCY

Though you sometimes do come by The occasional black eye You can always cover one 'Til he blacks the other one But you don't dare cry.

BET

No flounces, no feathers No frills and furbelows All winds and all weathers Ain't good for fancy clo'es

NANCY

(spoken) That's true.

(sung) These trappings,

BET

These ta'ers

BOTH

These we can just afford.

NANCY

What future?

BET

What ma'ers?

BOTH

We've got our bed and board.

NANCY

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If you don't mind having to deal with Fagin It's a fine life!

ALL

It's a fine life!

NANCY

Though diseased rats threaten to bring the plague in It's a fine life!

ALL

It's a fine life!

NANCY

But the grass is green and dense On the right side of the 'fence'.

BOTH

And we take good care of it That we get our share of it And we don't mean pence.

No! If you don't mind having to like or lump it... It's a fine life

ALL

It's a fine life!

NANCY

Tho' there's no tea-supping and eating crumpet It's a fine life!

ALL

It's a fine life!

NANCY

Not for me, the happy home

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Happy husband, happy wife Tho' it sometimes touches me... ...For the likes of such as me... Mine's a fine...

ALL

Fine... life!

I'd do Anything

NANCY (formally)

(spoken) So, 'ow's it go then Dodger? It's all "bowin'" and "'ats off"...

DODGER (formally)

(spoken) And "Don't let your petticoats go dangling in the mud, my darling."

NANCY (formally)

(spoken) Oh, "And I'll go last."

DODGER (formally)

(spoken) No, I'll go last.

NANCY (formally)

(spoken) If you insist.

DODGER (normal)

(sung) I'll do anything For you dear anything For you mean everything to me.

I know that I'll go anywhere For your smile, anywhere -- For your smile, ev'rywhere -- I'd see.

NANCY

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Would you climb a hill?

DODGER

Anything!

NANCY

Wear a daffodil?

DODGER

Anything!

NANCY

Leave me all your will?

DODGER

Anything!

NANCY

Even fight my Bill?

DODGER

What? Fisticuffs?

I'd risk everything For one kiss -- everything Yes, I'd do anything...

NANCY

Anything?!

DODGER

Anything for you!!

NANCY

(spoken) 'Ere now, Oliver, you just copy Dodger and I'll help you out with the words, alright? So it's

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"I'll do anything"

OLIVER

(sung) I'll do anything

NANCY

(spoken) For you dear

OLIVER

(sung) For you dear, anything

NANCY

(spoken) For you mean

OLIVER

(sung) For you mean everything to me

NANCY

(spoken) Ah, that's lovely.

OLIVER

I know that I'd go anywhere For your smile, anywhere -- For your smile, everywhere I'd see

BET

Would you lace my shoe?

OLIVER

Anything!

BET

Paint your face bright blue?

OLIVER

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Anything!

BET

Catch a kangaroo?

OLIVER

Anything!

BET

Go to Timbuktu?

OLIVER And back again! I'd risk ev'rything For one kiss -- everything -- Yes, I'd do anything

BET

Anything?!

OLIVER

Anything for you!!

DODGER

(spoken) Dance, Nancy.

NANCY

(spoken) Oh, alright, Dodge. C'mon boys! 1-2-3...

FAGIN

Would you rob a shop?

ALL

Anything!

FAGIN

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Would you risk the "drop"?

ALL

Anything!

FAGIN

Tho' your eyes go, 'pop'

ALL

Anything!

FAGIN

When you come down 'plop'

ALL

Hang ev'rything! We'd risk life and limb To keep you in the swim Yes, we'd do anything...

FAGIN

Anything?!

ALL

Anything for you.

Be Back Soon

DODGER

Line up!

BOYS

Line up!

DODGER

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Single file!

BOYS

Single file! Slope arms Left...left Right...right...Ol! Ol!

FAGIN

You can go, But be back soon You can go, But while you're working. This place, I'm pacing round... Until you're home, ...Safe and sound

Fare thee well, But be back soon Who can tell Where danger's lurking? Do not forget this tune Be back soon.

BOYS

How could we forget How could we let Our dear old Fagin worry? We love him so. We'll come back home In, oh, such a great big Hurry

DODGER

It's him that pays the piper.

BOYS

It's us that pipes his tune So long, fare thee well Pip! Pip! Cheerio! We'll be back soon.

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FAGIN

You can go But be back soon You can go, But bring back plenty Of pocket hankerchiefs And you should be clever thieves. Whip it quick, and be back soon There's a sixpence here for twenty Ain't that a lovely tune? Be back soon.

DODGER

Our pockets'll hold A watch of gold That chimes upon the hour

BOYS

A wallet fat An old man's hat

DODGER

The crown jewels from the tower We know The Bow Street Runners,

ALL

But they don't know this tune. So long, fare thee well. Pip! Pip! Cheerio! We'll be back soon.

FAGIN

Cheerio, but be back soon. I dunno, somehow I'll miss you I love you, that why I Say, "Cheerio"... Not goodbye.

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Don't be gone long Be back soon. Give me one long, Last look... Bless you. Remember our old tune... Be back soon!

BOYS

We must disappear, We'll be back here, Today... ...Perhaps tomorrow. We'll miss you too

FAGIN

It's sad but true That parting is such sweet sorrow.

ALL

And when we're in the distance You'll hear this Whipered tune... So long, fare thee well Pip! Pip! Cheerio! We'll be back soon

And when we're in the distance You'll hear this Whipered tune... So long, fare thee well Pip! Pip! Cheerio! We'll be back soon FAGIN

Cheerio, but be back soon. I dunno, somehow I'll miss you I love you, that why I Say, "Cheerio"... Not goodbye.

Don't be gone long Be back soon. Give me one long,

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Last look... Bless you. Remember our old tune... Be back soon! BOYS

We must disappear, We'll be back here, Today... ...Perhaps tomorrow. We'll miss you too

It's sad but true That parting is such sweet sorrow.

And when we're in the distance You'll hear this Whipered tune... So long, fare thee well Pip! Pip! Cheerio! We'll be back soon

And when we're in the distance You'll hear this Whipered tune... So long, fare thee well Pip! Pip! Cheerio! We'll be back soon

And when we're in the distance You'll hear this Whipered tune... So long, fare thee well Pip! Pip! Cheerio! We'll be back soon

OLIVER

So long, fare thee well Pip! Pip! Cheerio! We'll be back soon

BOYS

So long, fare thee well Pip! Pip! Cheerio! We'll be back soon

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The Robbery [Orchestra]

MR. BROWNLOW

(spoken) Stop that boy! My pocket's been picked! Stop, thief! That's the boy!

Oom-pah-pah

CHAIRMAN

(spoken) Ladies and gentlemen, brethren and sinners all! I call upon our Goddess of the Virtues togive us her well known rendition of the old school song -- Oom-Pah-Pah!

NANCY

(spoken) All right, shut up, you lot! A bit of culture now! 'Ere we go...

(sung) There's a little ditty They're singing in the city Espeshly when they've been On the gin Or the beer If you've got the patience, Your own imaginations Will tell you just exactly what you want to hear...

ALL

Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah! That's how it goes, Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah! Ev'ryone knows.

NANCY

They all suppose what they want to suppose When they hear...oom-pah-pah!!

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Mister Percy Snodgrass Would often have the odd glass -- But never when he thought anybody could see. Secretly he'd buy it, And drink it on the quiet, And dream he was an Earl Wiv a girl on each knee!

CUSTOMERS AND NANCY

Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah! That's how it goes. Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah! Ev'ryone knows...

NANCY

What is the cause of his red shiny nose? Could it be...oom-pah-pah!?

Pretty little Sally Goes walking down the alley, Displays her pretty ankles to all of the men. They could see her garters, But not for free-and-gratis-- An inch or two, and then she knows When to say when!

ALL

Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah! That's how it goes. Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah! Ev'ryone knows...

NANCY

Whether it's hidden, or whether it shows -- It's the same...oom-pah-pah! She was from the country, But now she's up a gum-tree -- She let a feller feed 'er, then lead 'er along What's the good o' cryin'? She's made a bed to lie in She's glad to bring the coin in, And join in this song!

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ALL

Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah! That's how it goes! Oom-pah-pah!Oom-pah-pah! Ev'ryone knows.

NANCY

She is no longer the same blushing rose Ever since ... oom-pah-pah!

(spoken) Altogether now! NANCY

(sung) There's a little ditty They're singing in the city Espeshly when they've been On the gin Or the beer If you've got the patience, Your own imaginations Will tell you just exactly what you want to hear...

COMPANY

Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah! That's how it goes, Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah! Ev'ryone knows. They all suppose what they want to suppose When they hear...oom-pah-pah!!

ALL

Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah! That's how it goes, Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah! Ev'ryone knows.

NANCY

They all suppose what they want to suppose When they hear...oom-pah-pah!!

ALL

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Oom-pah-pah!

My Name

SIKES

Strong men tremble when they hear it! They've got cause enough to fear it!

It's much blacker than they smear it! Nobody mentions... My name!

Rich men hold their five-pound notes out -- Saves me emptying their couats out. They know I could tear their throats out Just to live up to... My name!

Wiv me Jemmy in me hand, Lemme see the man who dares Stop me. Taking what I may He can start to say his prayers!

Biceps like an iron girder, Fit for doing of a murder, If I just so much as heard a Bloke even whisper... (spoken) My name! Bill Sikes...

(sung) Some Toff, slumming wiv his valet, Bumped into me in the alley Now is eyes'll never tally He'd never heard of ... My name!

One bloke Used to boast the claim He could take my name in vain... Poor bloke... Shame 'e was so green

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Never was 'e seen again!

Once bad -- What's the good of turning? In hell, I'll be there-a-burning Meanwhile, thing of what I'm earning All on account of... My name!

What is it? What is it? What is it?

NANCY

(spoken) Bill Sikes.

As Long As He Needs Me

NANCY

As long as he needs me... Oh, yes, he does need me... In spite of what you see... ...I'm sure that he needs me.

Who else would love him still When they've been used so ill? He knows I always will... As long as he needs me.

I miss him so much when he is gone, But when he's near me I don't let on...

...The way I feel inside. The love, I have to hide... The hell! I've gone my pride As long as he needs me.

He doesn't say the things he should. He acts the way he thinks he should. But all the same, I'll play This game His way.

As long as he needs me...

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I know where I must be. I'll cling on steadfastly... As long as he needs me.

As long as life is long... I'll love him right or wrong, And somehow, I'll be strong... As long as he needs me.

If you are lonely Then you will know...

When someone needs you, You love them so.

I won't betray his trust... Though people say I must.

I've got to stay true, just As long as he needs me.

Where is Love (reprise)

MRS. BEDWIN

Where is love? Does it fall from skies above? Is is underneath the willow tree That you've been dreaming of? Where is she...

Who Will Buy

ROSE SELLER

Who will buy my sweet red roses? Two blooms for a penny. Who will buy my sweet red roses? Two blooms for a penny.

MILKMAID

Will you buy any milk today, mistress? Any milk today, mistress?

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ROSE SELLER

Who will buy my sweet red roses?

MILKMAID

Any milk today, mistress?

ROSE SELLER

Two blooms for a penny.

STRAWBERRY SELLER

Ripe strawberries, ripe! Ripe strawberries, ripe!

STRAWBERRY SELLER

Ripe strawberries, ripe!MILKMAID

Any milk today,mistress?ROSE SELLER

Who will buy my sweetred roses?KNIFE GRINDER

Knives, knives togrind! Any knives to grind? Knives, knives togrind! Any knives to grind? Who will buy?

STRAWBERRY SELLER

Who will buy?

MILKMAID

Who will buy?

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ROSE SELLER

Who will buy?

OLIVER

Who will buy This wonderful morning? Such a sky You never did see!

ROSE SELLER

Who will buy my sweet red roses?

OLIVER

Who will tie It up with a ribbon And put it in a box for me?

STRAWBERRY SELLER

Ripe strawberries, ripe!

OLIVER

So I could see it at my leisure Whenever things go wrong And I would keep it as a treasure To last my whole life long.

MILKMAID

Any milk today?

OLIVER

Who will buy This wonderful feeling? I'm so high I swear I could fly.

KNIFE GRINDER

Knives! Knives to grind!

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STRAWBERRY SELLER

Ripe strawberries, ripe!

OLIVER

Me, oh my! I don't want to lose it So what am I to do To keep the sky so blue? There must be someone who will buy...

LONG SONG SELLER

Who will buy?

KNIFE GRINDER

Who will buy?

MILKMAID

Who will buy?

ROSE SELLER

Who will buy?

COMPANY AND OLIVER

Who will buy This wonderful morning? Such a sky You never did see!

Who will tie It up with a ribbon And put it in a box for me?

There'll never be a day so sunny, It could not happen twice. Where is the man with all the money? It's cheap at half the price!

Who will buy Who will buy This wonderful feeling?

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I'm so high I swear I could fly. Me, oh my! I don't want to lose it So what am I to do To keep the sky so blue?

OLIVER

There must be someone who will buy...

MILKMAID

Must be someone

STRAWBERRY SELLER

Must be someone

KNIFE GRINDER

Must be someone

ALL

Who will ... buy?

It's a Fine Life (reprise)

SIKES

(spoken) Tell 'em all about us would you?

NANCY

(spoken) No, I won't stand by and see it done, Bill!

FAGIN

(spoken) Why Nancy, you're wonderful tonight. Such talent! What an actress, eh, Bill?

NANCY

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(spoken) Am I? Well, take care I don't over do it! 'Cos if I do, I'm goin' to put my mark on some ofyou, and I don't care if I hang for it!

SIKES

(spoken) You? Do you know who you are, and what you are?

NANCY

(spoken) Oh, yeah, yeah, I know all about that. You don't have to tell me!

SIKES

(spoken) A fine one you are for the boy to make a friend of!

NANCY

(spoken) Lord help me, I am, and I wish I'd of been struck down dead before I lent a hand in brining him back here. 'Cause after tonight, 'e's a liar and a thief and all that's bad. Ain't that enough for you, without beating him to death?

FAGIN

(spoken)Come, come Nancy, civil words. Civil words, eh, Bill?

NANCY

(spoken) Civil words! You deserve them from me, don't you! 'Cause I was out on the streets for you when I was a child half his age, and I've been in the same trade, and the same service for fifteen years and don't you forget it!

SIKES

(spoken) What if you have? It's your living, ain't it?

NANCY

(sung) Some living! Some living!

SIKES

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What you deserve you get!

NANCY

No getting! All giving!

FAGIN

Must we have murders yet?

SIKES

There'll be murders! There'll be terror ...Such as you've never seen!

NANCY

Lord help me.

FAGIN

No violence...

SIKES

Watch it, Nancy! Make no error!

FAGIN

Please no violence...Please no scenes

SIKES

There ain't no in-between.

NANCY

Lord help me.

FAGIN

No violence...

SIKES

...In life!

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NANCY

If you don't mind making a mate of satan It's a fine life!

SIKES

Fine life!

FAGIN

My life!...Satan!?

SIKES

No, we don't mind keeping the angels waiting. It's a fine life.

DODGER

Fine life!

NANCY

Fine life!

FAGIN

Come... ...Beter do as you're told.

SIKES

Watch out!

FAGIN

Bill has got a heart of gold!

SIKES

Get out...

FAGIN

Better not to mess with it...

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SIKES

On the job!

FAGIN

Better make the best of it...

SIKES

Shut your gob!

FAGIN

It's a fine...

SIKES

Fine...

DODGER

Fine...

NANCY

Fine...

ALL

...Life!!

Entrance into Act Two: Scene Four[Orchestra]

Reviewing the Situation

FAGIN

A man's got a heart, hasn't he? Joking apart -- hasn't he? And tho' I'd be the first one to say that I wasn't a saint...

I'm finding it hard to be really as black as they paint...

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I'm reviewing the situation Can a fellow be a villain all his life? All the trials and tribulations! Better settle down and get myself a wife. And a wife would cook and sew for me, And come for me, and go for me, The fingers, she will wag at me. The money whe will take me. A misery, she'll make from me...

...I think I'd better thing it out again!

A wife you can keep, anyway I'd rather sleep, anyway. Left without anyone in the world, And I'm starting from now So "how to win friends and to influence people" --So how?

I'm reviewing the situation, I must quickly look up ev'ryone I know. Titled people -- with a station -- Who can help me make a real impressive show! I will own a suite at Claridges, And run a fleet of carriages, And wave at all the duchesses With friendliness, as much as is Befitting of my new estate...

"Good morrow to you, magistrate!" Oh gawd!

...I think I'd better think it out again.

So where shall I go -- somebody? Who do I know? Nobody! All my dearest companions Have always been villains and thieves... So at my time of life I should start turning over new leaves...?

I'm reviewing the situation. If you want to eat -- you've got to earn a bob! Is it such a humiliation For a robber to perform an honest job? So a job I'm getting, possibly, I wonder who my boss'll be?

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I wonder if he'll take to me...? What bonuses he'l make to me...? I'll start at eight and finish late, At normal rate, and all..but wait!

...I think I'd better think it out again.

What happens when I'm seventy? Must come a time...seventy. When you're old, and it's cold And who cares if you live or you die, Your one consolation's the money You may have put by...

I'm reviewing the situation. I'm a bad 'un and a bad 'un I shall stay! You'll be seeing no transformation, But it's wrong to be a rogue in ev'ry way.

I don't want nobody hurt for me, Or made to do the dirt for me. This rotten life is not for me. It's getting far too hot for me. Don't want no one to rob for me. But who will find a job for me, There is no in between for me But who will change the scene for me?

...I think I'd better think it out again!

Hey!

Oliver (reprise)

WIDOW CORNEY

(spoken) We must retireve that boy, Mr. Bumble.

MR. BUMBLE

(spoken) We must indeed ma'am. We must indeed.

BOTH

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(sung) Oliver! Oliver!

WIDOW CORNEY

That was the mite With the large appetite

BOTH

(sung) Oliver! Oliver!

MR. BUMBLE

Apparently he's from a rich family!

WIDOW CORNEY

And to think we Nearly Stupidly went and lost track of him...

MR. BUMBLE

If the truth were Know we Both were delighted at seeing the back of him.

BOTH

(sung) Oliver! Oliver!

MR. BUMBLE

What'll we do...?

WIDOW CORNEY

We must give him his due...

BOTH

...And we'll praise the day Somebody gave us

MR. BUMBLE

Raise the flags

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WIDOW CORNEY

Coming to save us

BOTH

Cash rewards

MR. BUMBLE

Plus a promotion

WIDOW CORNEY

Who'd have thought?

MR. BUMBLE

Hadn't a notion

BOTH

Praise the lord, somebody brought us O-li-ver!

As Long As He Needs Me (reprise)[top]

MR. BROWNLOW

(spoken) Who is this man? Perhaps we can...

NANCY

(spoken) No! We can't! Whatever else I do, I won't turn on him!

MR. BROWNLOW

(spoken) But, a man who might kill you?

NANCY

(spoken) Yeah, but he's mine, and I'm his. I've got to go back. I want to go back. (sung) He doesn'tact as tho' he

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cares. But deep inside I know he cares. And that is why I'm tied Right by his side.

As long as he needs me... I know where I must be But, will he never see That someone else needs me?

As long as life is long... I'll love him...right or wrong... But, something just as strong Says someone else needs me...

A child With no one to take his part. I'll take his part, Bill... ..But cross my heart!

I won't betray your trust Tho' people say I must. My heart will stay true..just.. ..As long as he needs me.

London Bridge

NANCY

(spoken) Bill! Let him go, Bill! For pity's sake, let him go! Why do you look at me like that, Bill?

SIKES

(spoken) Give me away would yer?

NANCY

(spoken) No, Bill, no not you, never you.

SIKES

(spoken) Get away from me, woman!

NANCY

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(spoken) No, I won't let go Bill. I've been true to you, upon my soul, I have.

SIKES

(spoken) Get away from me!

NANCY

(spoken) Oh God! Help me!

SIKES

(spoken) Stop staring at me, woman! Close your damn eyes! Damn you! Your eyes!

(Nancy is killed.)

SIKES

(spoken) Fagin! Quick Fagin!

FAGIN

(spoken) Bill?

SIKES

(spoken) The game's up Fagin!

FAGIN

(spoken) What have you done? Oh my God Bill, no! No, you haven't! No, Bill!

Out boys, out!!

DODGER

(spoken) What do we do?

FAGIN

(spoken) Live up to your name! Dodge about!

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(Later...)

CROWD

(spoken) Sikes, Sikes, Sikes..

MAN

(spoken) He's on the roof!

SIKES

(spoken) Stay back or I'll kill the boy!

Give me the rope, boy. The rope! The eyes! The eyes!

MR. BROWNLOW

(spoken) Come, Oliver! We'll take you home now.

Reviewing the situation (reprise)

FAGIN

Can somebody change? It's possible. Maybe it's strange... But it's possible.

All my dearest companions and treasures -- I've left 'em behind... I'll turn a leaf over, and who can tell what I may find?

Finale

COMPANY

Food, glorious food! Hot sausage and mustard! While we're in the mood Cold jelly and custard! Pease pudding and saveloys "What next?" is the question

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Rich gentlemen have it boys Indigestion!

Consider yourself at home Consider yourself one of the family We've taken to you so strong. It's clear we're going to get along. Consider yourself well in Consider yourself part of the furniture There isn't a lot to spare Who cares what ever we've got we share If it should chance to be we should see some harder days Empty larder days. Why grouse? Always a chance we1ll meet somebody to foot the bill Then the drinks are on the house. Consider yourself our mate We don't want to have no fuss. For after some consideration we can state Consider yourself one of us!

I'd do anything For you, dear, anything For you mean ev'rything to me. I know that I'd go anywhere For your smile, anywhere For your smile ev'rywhere I'd see. Let the clouds of grey come along Never mind if they come along Surely they won't stay very long If you'll only say You're mine alone. I'd risk ev'rything For this bliss ev'rything Yes I'd do anything, anything for you!

CURTAIN