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Musical: La Cage Aux Folles
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Jean-Michel: No, you're with the French Foreign Service! George: Sir! I joined the Foreign Legion with a sabre in my hand. I crawled across the desert with my belly in the sand. With men who loved their camels and their brandy and I swear, Nobody dished, Nobody swished when I was a Foreign Legionnaire. Jean-Michel: Would you like an hors d'oeuvre? Anne: Let me help. Marie: How adorable these dishes are. Are these youngsters playing together? Dindon: They look like Greeks. Georges: Oh, no, no, there wouldn't be any Greeks on my plate...unless they weren't washed well. Marie: Well, young boys in any case. Georges: No, there must be girls too. This is a mixed service. Marie: Oh, what lovely dishes! They're so delicate and frail. Mine have naked children; I believe they're only male. Oops! I think they're playing some exoctic, little game... Oops! I think that "Leap-frog" it is the name. Jean-Michel: Anyway, she's very sorry. Dindon: This is even worse than I feared The son is strange, The father is weird. To meet the wife, I'm actually afraid I prefer that Anne remain an old maid. Georges: My wife and I are devoted couple. And my son knows how much I love him and to what extremes, but my wife... Oh I love her like an ani-mal. Jacob: It's apalling to confess: Our new in-laws are a mess. She's a prude, he's a prig, She's a pill, he's a pig, So zis zis zis for you, Papa. Georges: I joined the Foreign Legion with a sabre in my hand. I crawled across the desert with my belly in the sand. With men who loved their camels and their brandy and I swear, Nobody dished, Nobody swished when I was a Foreign Legionnaire. Marie: Oh, what lovely dishes! They're so delicate and frail. Mine have naked children; I believe they're only male. Oops! I think they're playing some exoctic, little game... Oops! I think that "Leap-frog" it is the name Dindon, Anne: This is even worse than I feared The son is strange, The father is weird. To meet the wife, I'm actually afraid I(he) prefer(s) that Anne (I) remain an old maid. Jacob: It's apalling to confess: Our new in-laws are a mess. She's a prude, he's a prig, She's a pill, he's a pig, So zis zis zis for you, Papa. Georges: I joined the Foreign Legion with a sabre in my hand. I crawled across the desert with my belly in the sand. With men who loved their camels and their brandy and I swear, Nobody dished, Nobody swished when I was a Foreign Legionnaire. Marie: Oh, what lovely dishes! They're so delicate and frail. Mine have naked children; I believe they're only male. Oops! I think they're playing some exoctic, little game... Oops! I think that "Leap-frog" it is the name Dindon, Anne: This is even worse than I feared The son is strange, The father is weird. To meet the wife, I'm actually afraid I(he) prefer(s) that Anne (I) remain an old maid. Jacob: It's apalling to confess: Our new in-laws are a mess. She's a prude, he's a prig, She's a pill, he's a pig, So zis zis zis for you, Papa. Albin: Here's mother! [Thanks to Diana for lyrics]
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