RAOUL What a dreadful town What a vulgar place What an awful mistake to have come here
To be on display In that shameless way For the crude common lower class scum here
How do they dare to treat us so?
GUSTAVE Father dear Come play with Come and see this toy I bought
RAOUL What a slum at most From our so-called host Did he think sending freaks would be funny? Could the fool have thought That our pride was bought By his filthy American money
What a farce! What an outright slap in the face! An utter disgrace! I've got a mind to pack and go! Never you mind the debts we owe! Who would have thought we'd sunk this low
GUSTAVE Father dear, come play with me
RAOUL Gustave enough, the answer's no!
Must you play now?
GUSTAVE I think it's beautiful
RAOUL What is it?
GUSTAVE I don't know! It was just here on the piano
RAOUL Well it hurts my head!
CHRISTINE Please let's not fight dear I'm sure Mr. Hammerstein never intended a slight dear
RAOUL How dare you patronize me? We should never have accepted
CHRISTINE We need the money That's all That's why things haven't been right dear
RAOUL Why doesn't it surprise me that I get the blame here?
CHRISTINE Let's leave tonight dear If it would serve to ease your troubled mind Leave the hurt behind
GUSTAVE Father dear, come over here And look at what they gave to me Wind it up and father see Look it plays a melody
CHRISTINE Raoul...
RAOUL What's this?
CHRISTINE What is it?
RAOUL It's from Hammerstein. He wants to meet me in the hotel bar, alone. Well, he may lack courtesy, but he does show a certain savoir-faire in choosing a business rendezvous.
CHRISTINE Raoul, please...
RAOUL Please what?
CHRISTINE Nothing
GUSTAVE Father never plays with me Doesn't he love me?