Johanna: Green finch, and linnet bird, Nightingale, blackbird, How is it you sing? How can you jubilate sitting in cages never taking wing? Outside the sky waits beckoning! Beckoning! Just beyond the bars... How can you remain staring at the rain maddened by the stars? How is it you sing anything? How is it you sing?
My cage has many rooms damask and dark... Nothing there sings, not even my lark. Larks never will, you know, when they′re captive. Teach me to be more adaptive. Ah... Green Finch, and Linnet Bird, nightingale, blackbird, teach me how to sing. If I cannot fly... Let me sing.
Alms, alms for a miserable woman! On a miserable chilly morning Thank ya, sir thank ya
Antony (spoken)
Mam, could you tell me who′s house this is?
Beggar Woman (spoken)
That? That′s the great Judge Turpin′s house, that is.
Antony (spoken)
And the young lady who resides there?
Beggar Woman (spoken)
Oh her? That′ Johanna, his pretty little ward... Keeps her snug he does. All locked up. So don′t you go trespassin′ there or it′s a good whipping for you or any other young man with mischief on his mind! (sung) How would ya like a little muff dear A little jig jig. A little bounce around the bush. Wouldja like to push me parsley? It looks to me dear that you got plenty there to push. Alms! Alms! For a desperate woman!
ANTHONY I feel you Johanna I feel you Do they think that walls can hide you? Even now I′m at you window I am in the dark beside you Buried sweetly in your yellow hair Johanna
TODD And are you beautiful and pale, With yellow hair, Like her? I′d want you beautiful and pale The way I′ve dreamed you were Johanna
ANTHONY Johanna
TODD And if you′re beautiful, what then, With yellow hair, Like wheat? I think we shall not meet again My little dove My sweet Johanna
ANTHONY I′ll steal you Johanna
TODD Good-bye Johanna You′re gone and yet you′re mine I′m fine Johanna I′m fine
ANTHONY Johanna
BEGGAR WOMAN Smoke! Smoke! Sign of the Devil! Sign of the Devil! C′iy on fire! Witch! A witch! Smell that Sir? An evil smell! Ev�ry night at the Vesper�s Bell! Smoke that comes from the mouth of Hell! C′iy on fire! C′iy on fire! Mischief! Mischief! Mischief!
TODD And if I never hear your voice, My turtledove, My dear I still have reason to rejoice, The way ahead is clear Johanna
ANTHONY (with Todd) I feel you Johanna
TODD And in the darkness When I′m blind with what I can′t forget It′s always morning in my mind My little lamb My pet Johanna You stay Johanna (Anthony: Johanna) The way I′ve dreamed you are Oh look Johanna A star (ANTHONY Buried sweetly in your yellow hair) A shooting star
BEGGAR WOMAN There! There! Somebody! Somebody! Look up there! Didn′t I tell you? Smell that air! C′iy on fire! Quick! Sir! Run and tell! More and more like a witch′s spell! There it is! There it is! The unholy smell! Tell it to the Beadle, and police as well! Tell ′em! Tell ′em! Help! Please!(wrong) Fiend! (right) C′iy on fire! C′it on fire! Mischief! Mischief!
TODD And though I′ll think of you, I guess Until the day I die I think I miss you less and less As everyday goes by Johanna
ANTHONY Johanna
TODD And you′d be beautiful and pale And look too much like her If only angels could prevail We′d be the way we were Johanna
ANTHONY I feel you Johanna
TODD Wake up, Johanna Another bright red day We learn Johanna To say Good-bye
I have sailed the world beheld its wonders from the dardinells, to the mountains of Peru, But there′s no place like London! I feel home again... I could hear the city bells ring... Whatever would I do? No there′s...
Sweeney Todd
No place like London...
Antony (spoken)
Mr. Todd, sir
Sweeney Todd
You are young... Life has been kind to you... You will learn. (Spoken) ′Tis here we go our seperate ways. Farewell Antony. I will not soon forget the good ship bountiful, nor the young man who saved my life.
Antony
(Spoken) There′s no cause to thank me for that, sir. It would have been a poor Christian indeed who would have spotted you pinching and tossing on that raft and not given the alarm.
Sweeney Todd
(Spoken) There′s many a Christian would′ve done just that and not lost a winks sleep over it either.
Beggar Woman
(Sung) Alms, alms for a miserable woman, on a miserable chilly mornin′! Thank ya, sir, thank ya... How would ya like a little muff, dear a little jig-jig, a little bounce around the bush! Wouldn′t ya like to push me parsley? It looks to me, dear, that you′ve got plenty there to push! Alms, alms for a pitiful woman... what′s got wandering wits? Hey! DOn′t I know you, mister?
Sweeney Todd
Must you glare at me, woman? Off with you! Off I say!
Beggar Woman
Then how would ya like to split me muff? Mister, we′ll go jig-jig! A little...
Sweeney Todd
Off I said! To the devil with you!
Beggar Woman
Alms, alms for a pitiful woman!
Antony (Spoken)
Pardon me, sir, but there′s no need to fear the likes of her, she′s only a half-crazed beggar woman... London′s full of them.
Sweeney Todd (spoken)
I beg your indulgance, boy, my mind is far from easy. For in the once familiar streets I feel a chill of ghostly shadows everywhere. Forgive me.
Antony (spoken)
There is nothing to forgive.
Sweeney Todd (spoken)
Farewell, Antony.
Antony (spoken)
Mr. Todd, before we part...
Sweeney Todd (spoken)
What is it?
Antony (spoken)
I have honored my promise never to question you. Whatever brought you to that sorry shipwreck is your affair and yet, over many weeks of our voyage home, I′ve come to think of you as a friend, and if trouble lies ahead for you in London, if you need any help...or money.
Sweeney Todd (spoken)
No! (sung) There′s a whole in the world like a great black pit and the vermin of the world inhabit it and its morals aren′t worth what a pin can spit and it goes by the name of London. At the top of the hole sit the previlaged few Making mock of the vermin in the lonely zoo turning beauty to filth and greed... I too have sailed the world and seen its wonders, for the cruelty of men is as wonderous as Peru but there′s no place like London! -- There was a barber and his wife and she was beautiful... a foolish barber and his wife. She was his reason for his life... and she was beautiful, and she was virtuous. And he was nieve. There was another man who saw that she was beautiful... A pias vulture of the law who, with a gesture of his claw removed the barber from his plate! And there was nothing but to wait! And she would fall! So soft! So young! So lost and oh so beautiful!
Antony (spoken)
The lady, sir, did she, sir, come?
Sweeney Todd (sung)
Ah, that was many years ago... I doubt if anyone would know. (spoken) Now leave me, Antony. There is somewhere I must go, something i must find out. Now, and alone.
Antony (spoken)
But surely we will meet again before I am off to Plymouth?
Sweeney Todd (spoken)
If you want you may well find me around Fleet Street. I wouldn′t wander. (sung) There′s a hole in the world like a great black pit and it′s filled with people who are filled with shit! And the vermin of the world inhabit it!
Mrs. Lovett: A customer! Wait! What′s yer rush? What′s yer hurry? You gave me such a-- Fright. I thought you was a ghost.
Half a minute, can′tcher? Sit! Sit ye down! Sit! All I meant is that I Haven′t seen a customer for weeks. Did you come here for a pie, sir? Do forgive me if my head′s a little vague-- Ugh! What is that? But you′d think we had the plague-- From the way that people-- keep avoiding-- No you don′t! Heaven knows I try, sir! But there′s no one comes in even to inhale-- Right you are, sir. would you like a drop of ale?
Mind you, I can′t hardly blame them These are probably the worst pies in London, I know why nobody cares to take them-- I should know, I make them. But good? No, The worst pies in London-- Even that′s polite. The worst pies in London-- If you doubt it take a bite.
Todd: Ugh!
Mrs. Lovett: Is that just, disgusting? You have to concede it. It′s nothing but crusting-- Here drink this, you′ll need it-- The worst pies in London--
And no wonder with the price of meat What it is when you get it. Never thought I′d live to see the day men′d think it was a treat Finding poor Animals Wot are dying in the street.
Mrs. Mooney has a pie shop, Does a business, but I notice something weird-- Lately, all her neighbors′ cats have disappeared. Have to hand it to her-- Wot I calls Enterprise, Popping pussies into pies. Wouldn′t do in my shop-- Just the thought of it′s enough to make you sick. And I′m telling you them pussy cats is quick.
No denying times is hard, sir-- Even harder than The worst pies in London. Only lard and nothing more-- Is that just revolting? All greasy and gritty, It looks like it′s molting, And tastes like-- Well, pity A woman alone With limited wind And the worst pies in London!
Ah sir, Times is hard. Times is hard.
Todd: Isn′t that a room up there over the shop? If times are so hard, why don′t you rent it out? That should bring in something.
Mrs. Lovett: Up there? Oh, no one will go near it. People think it′s haunted. You see, years ago, something happened up there. Something not very nice.
Silver, yes. (sung) These are my friends. See how they glisten. See this one shine... How he smiles in the light. My friend. My faithful friend... Speak to me friend. Whisper... I′ll listen. I know, I know you′ve been locked out of sight all these years, like me My friend... well I′ve come home to find you waiting. Home, and we′re together! And we′ll do wonders. Won′t we? You there, my friend?
Mrs. Lovett
I′m your friend too, Mr. Todd If you only knew, Mr. Todd Ooh, Mr. Todd You′re warm in my hand. You′ve come home! Always had a fondness for you, I did.
Sweeney Todd (simultaneously)
Come let me hold you. Now, with a sigh, you grow warm in my hand. My friend! My clever friend...
Mrs. Lovett
Never you fear, Mr. Todd You can move in here, Mr. Todd Mr. Todd, splendors. You never have dreamed all your days will be yours! I′m your friend and you′re mine! Don′t they shine beautiful? Silver′s good enough for me, Mr. T.
Sweeney Todd (simultaneously)
Rest now, my friends. Soon, I′ll unfold you. Soon you′ll know splendors You never have dreamed all you days, my lucky friends ′Til now your shine was merely silver. Friends, you shall drip rubies, you′ll soon drip precious rubies... (spoken) AT LAST! MY RIGHT ARM IS COMPLETE AGAIN!
Mrs. Lovett: There was a barber and his wife, And he was beautiful, A proper artist with a knife, But they transported him for life. And he was beautiful...
[Spoken] Barker his name was-- Benjamin Barker.
Todd: [Spoken] Transported? What was his crime?
Mrs. Lovett: [Spoken] Foolishness.
He had this wife, you see, Pretty little thing. Silly little nit Had her chance for the moon on a string-- Poor thing, poor thing.
There were these two, you see, Wanted her like mad, One of ′em a judge, T′other one his beadle. Every day they′d nudge And they′d wheedle. Still she wouldn′t budge From her needle. Too bad. Pure thing.
So they merely shipped the poor blighter off south, they did, Leaving her with nothing but grief and a year-old kid. Did she use her head even then? Oh no, God forbid! Poor fool. Ah, but there was worse yet to come-- Poor thing.
[Spoken] Johanna, that was the baby′s name. Pretty little Johanna...
Todd: [Spoke] Go on.
Mrs. Lovett: [Spoken] My, but you do like a good story, don′t you?
Well, Beadle calls on her, all polite, Poor thing, poor thing. The judge, he tells her, is all contrite, He blames himself for her dreadful plight, She must come straight to his house tonight! Poor thing, poor thing.
Of course, when she goes there, Poor thing, poor thing, They′re havin′ this ball all in masks. There′s no one she knows there, Poor dear, poor thing, She wanders tormented, and drinks, Poor thing. The judge has repented, she thinks, Poor thing. "Oh, where is Judge Turpin?" she asks.
He was there, all right-- Only not so contrite! She wasn′t no match for such craft, you see, And everone thought it so droll. They figured she had to be daft, you see, So all of ′em stood there and laughed, you see. Poor soul! Poor thing!
Todd: [Spoken] Would no one have mercy on her?!
Mrs. Lovett: [Spoken] So it is you-- Benjamin Barker.
Todd: [Spoken] Not Barker! Not Barker! Todd now! Sweeney Todd!
Mrs. Lovett: [Spoken] Oh, you poor thing. You poor thing. Wait! See! When they come for the little girl, I hid ′em. I thought, who knows? Maybe the poor silly blighter′ll be back again someday and need ′em. Cracked in the head, wasn′t I? Times as bad as they are, I could have got five, maybe ten quid for ′em, any day. See? You can be a barber again.
Lovett: All this running and shouting about what′s happened?
Todd: No I had him! His throat was there beneath my hand. I had swear I had him! His throat was there and now he′ll never come again.
Mrs. Lovett: Easy now, hush love hush I keep telling you -
Todd: When? Mrs. Lovett: What′s your rush? Todd: Why did I wait? You told me to wait - Now he′ll never come again. There′s a hole in the world like a great black pit And it′s filled with people who are filled with shit And the vermin of the world inhabit it. But not for long...
They all deserve to die. Tell you why, Mrs. Lovett, tell you why. Because in all of the whole human race Mrs Lovett, there are two kinds of men and only two There′s the one staying put in his proper place And the one with his foot in the other one′s face Look at me, Mrs Lovett, look at you.
No, we all deserve to die Even you Mrs. Lovett...even I Because the lives of the wicked should be made brief For the rest of us death will be a relief We all deserve to die.
And I′ll never see Joanna No I′ll never hug my girl to me - finished! (shouted) All right! You sir, how about a shave? Come and visit your good friend Sweeney. You sir, too sir. Welcome to the grave.
I will have vengeance. I will have salvation. (shouted) Who sir, you sir? No one′s in the chair, come on! Come on! Sweeney′s waiting. I want you bleeders. You sir - anybody. Gentlemen don′t be shy!
Not one man, no, nor ten men. Nor a hundred can assuage me - I will have you! And I will get him back even as he gloats In the meantime I′ll practice on less honorable throats. And my Lucy lies in ashes And I′ll never see my girl again.
But the work waits! I′m alive at last! And I′m full of joy!