Andrew Lloyd Webber-"Love Never Dies" Dear Old Friend

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Dear Old Friend

G: Mother
C: Patience, Gustave. First I must find the stage manager, my dressing room, the musical director
G: Then we'll go look for our friend? And go see the island?
C: I'm sure he'll send for you when he's ready. Excuse me, miss, would you mind?
M: Heaven help me, could it be? No, it couldn't possibly
C: Sorry, do I?
M: Yes, I think you do
C: Have we?
M: Go on, take a guess!
C: Wait it can't be, is it?
M: Yes!
C: Oh my God, I can't believe it's you!
M: Look at you Christine, regal as a queen and beautiful!
C: Meg, and you as well - I couldn't hardly tell it's you!

Both: My dear old friend,
can't believe you're here old friend
C: After all this time
M: So glad you came
C: You look sublime
M: You look the same
Both: My sweet old friend never thought we'd meet old friend
C: Look at you, a star
M: And you a wife!
Both: And isn't life a splendid thing!
C: And here we are
M: To see the sights
C: And sing!
M: sing?
C: and of course as a treat for my son. Meg, meet Gustave.
M: Who hired you to sing here?

R: You.
Giry: It can't be you
R: Is this a jest?
Giry: How can this be?
R: We've come to work
Giry: At whose request?
R: The contract's here
Giry: I want to see. My God, the price
R: It's rather high
Giry: Why, it's absurd!
R: Why yes, I know. Inform your boss, that by the by, the fee goes up or else we go
Both: My dear old friend, yet how things appear old friend
Giry: He who pays the bill
R: Times two or three
Giry: Be sure he will
R: And handsomely
Both: And dear old friend, now tat we are clear old friend
Giry: That's all very well, but till you're gone you'll wait upon my boss' whim
R: Ah yes, your boss. And who is that?
Giry: It's HIM.

M: Sorry, did I hear you right? Here to sing tomorrow night? I'm afraid there must be some mistake. You can't be performing-
C: Why?
M: Mainly, dear, 'cause so am I. I'm in fact the star for heaven's sake. What are you to sing?
C: Just one little thing, an aria. Please you needn't fret, I'm sure you will get your due.

R: Him?
Giry: That's what I said
R: You work for him?
Giry: Now so do you
R: My poor wife. We thought him dead. She'll be appalled.
Giry: Unless she knew.

C: Darling, please are you alright?
R: That music - who was its creator?
C: Darling, please don't squeeze so tight
R: Something's going on here - I'll deal with you later
M: Did you know?
Giry: How could I know? Why would they come?
M: Why won't they go?
All: My dear old friend, can't believe you're here old friend
Giry: Speaking as your host
M: As an artist
C: What a surprise!
R: To say the least
All: Yes dear old friend, that's a happy tear old friend. I can't conceal, try though I may the way I feel, so I pretend. I'm sure it's clear

to such a dear old friend
Giry: You mustn't stay
C: Why would I leave?
R: Why are we here?
M: Don't play naive.
All: What dear old friends, don't we all live here old friends
R: Nothing has been changed
M: And never will
Giry: Just rearranged, and yet we're still
All: Such grand old friends, such devoted and old friends. Words can not suggest what's in my heart, and for the rest why even start?

My dear old friends, so much longer near
Back again at last
When everyone is doing great
Won't this be fun?
With dear old friends, utterly sincere old friends

M: Honey, break a leg
R: Madame good day
Giry: Enjoy your stay
C: Hope it extends
All: So glad you're here, a lovely dear old friend - old friend!

C: Gustave? Gustave?
R: Must we always be chasing after the boy? I promise you, when I find him
C: No! I'll f