17. God, That's Good! (Edward Sanders, Helena Bonham Carter)
TOBY: Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention please? Are your nostrils a quiver and tingling as well at the delicate lashes ambrosial smell? Yes they are I can tell Well, ladies and gentlemen, that aroma enriching the bees Is like nothing compared to its succulent source as the gourmets among you will tell you of course Ladies and gentlemen you can't imagine the rapture in store Just inside of this door! There you'll sample Mrs. Lovett's meat pies savory and sweet pies as you'll see You, who eat pies Mrs. Lovett's meat pies conjure up the treat pies used to be
MRS. LOVETT: Nice to see you dearie how have you been keeping? Coo m'bounds is weary Toby, one for the gentleman hear the birdies cheeping helps to keep it cheery Toby, throw the old woman out!
ENSEMBLE: God, that's good!
MRS. LOVETT: What's your pleasure dearie? No we don't cut slices Coo m'eyes is bleary Toby, none for the gentleman! I put up m'prices I'm a little leery Business couldn't be better now!
ENSEMBLE: God, that's good!
MRS. LOVETT: Knock on wood!
SWEENEY: Psst! MRS. LOVETT: Excuse me SWEENEY: Psst! MRS. LOVETT: Dear, see to the customers SWEENEY: Psst! MRS. LOVETT: Yes? What love? Quick, though the trade is brisk SWEENEY: But its six o clock MRS. LOVETT: So its six o clock SWEENEY: It was due to arrive at a quarter to five and its six o clock! I've been waiting all day but it should have been here by now MRS. LOVETT: and its probably already down the block it will be here, it will be here have a pitcher of beer and it should've been here by now now
ENSEMBLE: More hot pies!
MRS. LOVETT: Will you wait there cooling 'Cause my customers truly are getting unruly SWEENEY: You come back when it comes!
MRS. LOVETT: and what's your pleasure dearie? Oops I beg your pardon Just m'hands are smeary Toby, run for the gentleman down to Lover Garden always makes me teary must be one of them foreigners
ENSEMBLE: God, that's good! That is delicious!
MRS. LOVETT: What's my secret? Frankly dear, forgive my can of firmly secret all to do with herbs things like being careful with your curry and that's what makes the gravy grander
ENSEMBLE: More hot pies! More hot, more pies!
SWEENEY: Psst! MRS. LOVETT: Excuse me SWEENEY: Psst! MRS. LOVETT: Dear, see to the customers SWEENEY: Psst! MRS. LOVETT: What now, love? Quick, though the trade is brisk SWEENEY: But its here MRS. LOVETT: Its where? SWEENEY: Coming up the stair MRS. LOVETT: I'll get rid of the slaughters they're still pretty hott it will soon be there SWEENEY: It's about to be open to don't you care? MRS. LOVETT: No Ill be there, I will be there but then none will get sold if I let them get cold SWEENEY: But we have to prepare!
MRS. LOVETT: Oh and incidentally dearie you know Mrs. Mooney sales have been so dreary Toby, poor thing is penniless What about that loony? Lookin sort of beery Oh well go get them upinsin that will be thruppinsin
ENSEMBLE: God, that's good! That is de-have-u-licious at the tasty smell such oh my god what's more that pie's good ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
SWEENEY: Is this a chair fit for a king? How wondrous meet and most particular chair MRS.LOVETT: Its gorgeous, its gorgeous SWEENEY: You tell me where is a seat can half compare with this particular thing MRS. LOVETT: Its perfect, its gorgeous SWEENEY: I have a few minor adjustments MRS. LOVETT: You make your few minor adjustments SWEENEY: to make they'll take