I don't own Moulin Rouge, or Gundam wing, so.
The Show must Go on.
(~Trowa lies stretched out upon his bed. His usually expressionless face is stained w/ tears, and his eyes puffy from crying.. As Catherine enters his room, he turns his face away from her. Her eyes are glassy and she begins to speak.)
-Catherine: (spoken) Send Quatre away. Only you can save him.
-Trowa: (spoken) He'll fight for me.
-Catherine: (spoken) Yes. Unless he believes you don't love him.
-Trowa: (spoken) What?
-Catherine: (spoken) You're a great actor Trowa; Make him believe you don't love him.
-Trowa: (spoken) No.
-Catherine: (spoken) Use your talents to save him. Hurt him. Hurt him to save him. There is no other way. The show must go on, Trowa. We're creatures of the underworld. We cant afford to love..
(~Catherine stands up to leave, but as she nears the door, Trowa stands, and begins to prepare himself for what he must do...)
(~Sung.)
-Trowa: Todays a day...
-Both: When dreaming ends...
(~After a slight pause, Catherine leaves the room quietly...)
-Catherine: Another hero, Another mindless crime, Behind the curtain, in the pantomime, On and on. Does any body know what we are living for?
-Catherine and other female performers: What ever happened? We leave it all to chance. Another heartache, Another failed romance. On and On. Does anybody know what we are living for?
-Catherine: The Show must go on! The show must go on!
-Catherine: Outside the dawn is breaking on the Rings that hold our final destiny! The Show must go on! The show must go on!
(~Catherine stands at the tent flaps as she watches the sun rise.)
(~Trowa puts his mask on and steels his face.)
-Trowa: Inside my heart is breaking. My mask may still be cracking, But the smile still stays on.
-Catherine: The Show must go on! The show must go on!
-Trowa: I'll top the bill, I'll earn the kill! I have to find the will to carry on!
(~ Catherine turns around to look at Trowa. Wordlessly he stands at her shoulder, staring at the sunrise, his face unreadable.)
-Catherine and Trowa: .with the On. With the On. With the show!
(~Trowa walks out of the huge tent, as Catherine turns again to watch her beloved brother
-Catherine: On with the show! On with the show! The show.must.go on!
The Show must Go on.
(~Trowa lies stretched out upon his bed. His usually expressionless face is stained w/ tears, and his eyes puffy from crying.. As Catherine enters his room, he turns his face away from her. Her eyes are glassy and she begins to speak.)
-Catherine: (spoken) Send Quatre away. Only you can save him.
-Trowa: (spoken) He'll fight for me.
-Catherine: (spoken) Yes. Unless he believes you don't love him.
-Trowa: (spoken) What?
-Catherine: (spoken) You're a great actor Trowa; Make him believe you don't love him.
-Trowa: (spoken) No.
-Catherine: (spoken) Use your talents to save him. Hurt him. Hurt him to save him. There is no other way. The show must go on, Trowa. We're creatures of the underworld. We cant afford to love..
(~Catherine stands up to leave, but as she nears the door, Trowa stands, and begins to prepare himself for what he must do...)
(~Sung.)
-Trowa: Todays a day...
-Both: When dreaming ends...
(~After a slight pause, Catherine leaves the room quietly...)
-Catherine: Another hero, Another mindless crime, Behind the curtain, in the pantomime, On and on. Does any body know what we are living for?
-Catherine and other female performers: What ever happened? We leave it all to chance. Another heartache, Another failed romance. On and On. Does anybody know what we are living for?
-Catherine: The Show must go on! The show must go on!
-Catherine: Outside the dawn is breaking on the Rings that hold our final destiny! The Show must go on! The show must go on!
(~Catherine stands at the tent flaps as she watches the sun rise.)
(~Trowa puts his mask on and steels his face.)
-Trowa: Inside my heart is breaking. My mask may still be cracking, But the smile still stays on.
-Catherine: The Show must go on! The show must go on!
-Trowa: I'll top the bill, I'll earn the kill! I have to find the will to carry on!
(~ Catherine turns around to look at Trowa. Wordlessly he stands at her shoulder, staring at the sunrise, his face unreadable.)
-Catherine and Trowa: .with the On. With the On. With the show!
(~Trowa walks out of the huge tent, as Catherine turns again to watch her beloved brother
-Catherine: On with the show! On with the show! The show.must.go on!