Disclaimer: Duh.
Note: And here's…EPIPHANY! This is my all-time favorite song from the movie, and I don't know how well this one turned out… Oh, and the lyrics are bolded, I believe…
Chapter Nine: Someone Forgot His Meds…
Anthony: Mr. Todd—you have to help me—Mr. Todd, please. Mr. Todd.
Sweeney: Why do I suddenly have a strong urge to just kill you? Oh, wait: Out. OUT!
Mrs. Lovett: All this shouting and running about—what's happened?
S: What do you think happened, idiot? Oh: I had him! His throat was bare beneath my hand--!
L: OK, this is totally not creepy…
S: No, I had him! His throat was there, and he'll never come again!
L: OK, first off: Duh, you had him. Secondly: Duh, he'll never be here again! This place is, like, a hellhole. And thirdly: Did you forget your meds today, or something? Seriously, you NEED TO REMEMBER THOSE. Easy now, hush, love, hush, I keep telling you— Why do I even try?
S: UGH! I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANYMORE! WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO TELL ME? When?!
L: What's your rush?
S: MY RUSH? MY RUSH?! Why did I wait? You told me to wait! Now he'll never come again! I think I may kill you now, just to get rid of my frustration… oh, wait…can't do that…you're too 'important' to the 'plot line'. Damn it. Maybe I'll just sing my fail-all emo song… 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…
L: Oooh, I love it when you sing your emo-y song! Wait…not for long? What-
S: They all deserve to die!
L: Whoa…new addition…me no likey where this is going…
S: Tell you why, Mrs. Lovett, tell you why…
L: Please, do…
S: Because in all of the whole human race, Mrs. Lovett, there are two kinds of men and only two. There's 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!
L: OK, I really, really, really hate this conversation. You seriously forgot your meds today, didn't you?
S: No, we all deserve to die! Even you, Mrs. Lovett, even I!
L: Eep.
S: Because the lives of the wicked should be made brief. For the rest of us, death with be a relief. We all deserve to die!
L: Um…maybe this is a bad time to suggest this, but I think…maybe…just, ya know, maybe…you need counseling. Serious, serious counseling...
S: And I'll never see Johanna, no, I'll never hug my girl to me—Finished!
L: Oh…you've totally lost it, haven't you?
Sweeney begins his hallucination.
S: All right! You, sir, how about a shave? Come and visit your good friend Sweeney!
L: Oh…my…God… What is wrong with you? Oh, wait, now I remember. The whole 'Turpin's gone, emo moment' thing. Gotcha.
S: You, sir, too, sir, welcome to the grave!
L: (Singing) Welcome to the black parade…
S: I will have vengeance! I will have salvation! Who, sir? You, sir? No one in the chair, come on, come on! Sweeney's waiting…
L: First sign of madness, talking to oneself…
S: I want you bleeders! You, sir! Anybody! Gentlemen, now don't be shy! Not one man, no nor ten men, nor a hundred can assuage me…I will have you!
L: Um…good luck with that, I guess…since you're on a long-term vacation to CrazyVille… I reside there permanently, you see…
S: And I will get him back, even as he gloats. In the meantime I'll practice on less honorable throats.
L: Practice makes perfect…though in this case, practice might not be the best idea…
S: And my Lucy lies in ashes…
L: Yeah, about that…
S: And I'll never see my girl again. But the work waits! I'm alive at last, and I'm full of joy!
End hallucination.
L: Well, that was certainly…interesting…
Reviews are much appreciated. That one sucked, I know… But still, you got your update!
