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Musical: Bare: A Pop Opera
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RORY (directing) Matt and Jason - fight scene from the top MATT Romeo the love I bear thee can't afford No better term than this, thou art a villain JASON Tybalt, the reason that I have to love thee Doth much excuse the appertaining rage to such a greeting Villain I am none, farewell I see thou knowst me not PETER Calm dishonorable, vile submission JASON Gentle Mercutio, put thy rapier up RORY (directing still) Ivy, next scene - and Nadia I checked and at no point does the nurse slap Juliet IVY Alack the day, he's gone, he's killed, he's dead Can heaven be so envious? Hath Romeo slain himself? JASON (same time) Courage, man, the hurt can't be too much (?) PETER (same time) Why the devil came you between us? I was slain under your arm NADIA Shame come to Romeo IVY Blistered be thy tongue for such a wish IVY / JASON He was not born to shame / I thought for all the best IVY Oh what a beast was I to chide at him NADIA I just really think there's a slap there... MATT Thou, wretched boy, that did consort him here Shalt with him hence! [Matt & Jason fight, Matt pushes Jason down] MATT Faggot! JASON What the fuck did you call me? MATT You heard me! [shouting and fighting] SISTER CHANTELLE Hey you two! Where do you think you are? Public school? Matt, follow me... PETER What was that about? JASON I don't know... PETER Ok...well Listen, I had the craziest dream or...vision last night! I saw the virgin Mary and she was...[whispered]black! And she had these... Angels who were her backup singers and anyway... She told that I needed to tell my mother about us, so What are you doing for spring break? JASON Come on, we're gonna be late for class PETER Jason, stop, listen to me JASON What? You're kidding, right? PETER I need to tell her, I need for her to know And I need you there when I do it JASON Ok...let's tell her! So she can call my mom who'll immediately tell my dad And they can all rush down here to conference with Father Or maybe...maybe I just can call Notre Dame and ask them for a leave of absence while I deal with a sexual identity crisis! Or maybe...maybe my dad will just beat the shit out of me and disown me Yeah, smart money says that's his first move... Sure, let's tell her, when do we leave? PETER Jason, I can't deal with this anymore! I have to talk about it...I almost told the priest in confession the other day JASON What? Are you out of your mind? PETER Jason this doesn't have to be such an...issue Look, two months from now, we'll be out of here and this won't be a problem JASON No, no! Peter, this will always be a problem! PETER What are you saying? JASON This...us...whatever...it needs to stop [Thanks to li3kd00dz0r@yahoo.com for lyrics] Back to main page: Bare: A Pop Opera Lyrics
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