Oh yeah! I've got 5 reviews! Go me! (This is code for, thank you for reviewing the story that seems to be getting worse as opposed to better). So, yeah.

Cudae: Thanks a lot! Actually, I really didn't know what "Allez" meant (hence avoiding the director answering the question) and I really didn't know any of that other stuff. ^shrugs^ I'm quite ignorant. Thank you so much for your help! I'm really not sure what I should do with "Bui Doi" actually. Is there anything in particular you want to see done with it? Because I'm sure I could work it in if you like.

Thanks also to geg, AngelWings, and Fortuna (who haven't reviewed chapter 3, but that's okay!).

Disclaimer: Okay, this time, I actually own quite a bit. I own the director, any tech crew members, the reporter and crowd, and the ambulance lady. That's it. And if you sue me, well, I'll get really sad. And I'm very annoying when I'm sad. So save all of us the trouble and don't sue me. %&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&%&

Director: We don't have a doll! We need a Tam right now!

Elaine: I'll get one! ^runs outside happily^

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Reporter: And it seems here that there was a mysterious death of one of the crew members during the making of a controversial version of the musical "Miss Saigon." The cast and crew members inside report that it was a suicide, but there is a large crowd of people outside the theater anyway...

Elaine: Hey! Any of you noisy crowd people have a little boy?

Reporter: And now it seems that there is a member of the party in question asking for a young boy...let's see what happens!

Random Lady: Well, I have my three year old son here...

Elaine: ^walking up to random lady^ He'll do. ^grabs kid and head back inside^

Random Lady: Wait! Bring Donnie back!

Reporter: There you have it...a little boy was stolen from the crowd into the theater...there will be more on this later.

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Accolon: Got any 3's?

Morgaine: Go fish...Arthur, got any 7's?

Arthur: Darn. ^hands her cards^

Elaine: ^running back in with Donnie^ I got us a little boy!

Director: Hmm...he'll work! Good job Elaine!

Elaine: ^beams with pride^

Director: Dare I ask where you got him?

Police: ^from outside^ Bring that small child back!

Elaine: ^grin^

Director: ^sigh^ Let's just keep going.

Morgaine: Okay...Tam! ^Donnie comes running into her arms^ Thuy, this is my son. He has kept me alive. Now you see why I must tell you no.

Arthur: No one must ever see this thing you're showing me! That bastard fouls our name!

Morgaine: My baby's not to blame for what I've done!

Arthur: You must decide upon which side you're really on...you whored to make that kid!

Donnie: Wow...I've never heard some of those words before!

Morgaine: Uh.here are some ear plugs. ^Donnie pouts, but puts them in^ That isn't what I did! Don't touch my son!

Arthur: You must see how it is when you're my wife! Keeping that child of his brands us for life! No alternative, this child cannot live!

Morgaine: You will not touch him, don't touch my boy! He's what I live for...he's my only joy!

Arthur: I think there's another misprint...the lines are horizontal on the page inside of vertical.

Director: No...that means you two are singing at the same time.

Arthur: What if we get confused?

Director: You won't get confused! Just try it!

Morgaine: You will not touch him, don't touch my boy. He's what I live for...he's my only joy!

Arthur: ^at the same time^ He is my enemy! It's he who turns you from me! Erase him from your life...even your memory. He is one drop in a flood left here to taint our blood! Our parent's bond is sworn...forget that he was born!

Director: That was magnificent!

Morgaine: ^draws gun^ Don't touch my little boy! And do not test my will! I'm warning you: for him I'll kill!

Arthur: ^once more at the same time^ Of course you have a gun, and now you'd shoot your bro- cousin! And it's a US gun; a gun that lost the war! You're the corrupted one...go on and shoot, don't wait! To save your bastard son, you must not hesitate!

Director: Gorgeous!

Rest of Cast: ^touched^

Morgaine: The earth moves where I stand, I feel the turning of a wheel...I feel nothing in my hand, not even the feel of steel! YOU WILL NOT TAKE MY CHILD!

Arthur: YOU DON'T KNOW HOW TO KILL!

Morgaine: I have no other choice! What I must do, I will! ^shoots^

Arthur: ^falls down dying^

Director: Shit!

Morgaine: Arthur! ^runs to his side^

Arthur: Morgaine...

Morgaine: I'm so sorry, Arthur! I got lost in the moment!

Arthur: It's okay, Morgaine...I was too...we sacrificed everything for the arts...

Director: ^banging head against the wall^

Morgaine: My brother...my baby...my love...

Arthur: ^dies^

Rest of Cast: ^touched and moved^ ^sob^

Director: Uh guys?!? This is kind of a PROBLEM!!!!!

Lancelot: Actually, it's not. Now that Thuy is dead, he isn't in the rest of the play.

Mordred: Actually, there's a part for "Thuy's Ghost". I assume that would be played by the same actor?

Director: Yes, and in any case, we have more than one show! We can't kill somebody each time! I'll get sued!!!

Gwenhwyfar: Aren't we already getting sued? I mean, for the whole murder thing and the child abduction...

Director: That doesn't matter! All I know is we need a new Thuy!

Morgaine: I can't believe I killed my own brother! ^sob^

Mordred: Yeah...I always thought that was my job...^shrug^

Morgaine: ^glares at Mordred^

Director: We need a new Thuy! Hello! Is anyone listening to me?!?

Lancelot: Gwen and I are!

Morgaine: But we don't need a new Thuy! I'll just bring Arthur back!

Director: Morgaine...you can't bring people back from the dead...

Morgaine: ^pulls out cell phone^ Listen, Director Guy. I can get Arthur back...^dials^ Hello? This is Morgaine. Yes...oh, I remember you! Oh, gosh, how is your daughter doing? Third grade, right? Really? That's wonderful! Congratulate her for me! Mordred? No...he still doesn't have a real job yet...

Mordred: Mother!

Morgaine: Well, now...actually, he and I are both working on this musical thing. Uh huh. Yeah...you should come see it. Yeah...it's called...uh...just a second. ^looks at Director^ what is it called again?

Director: ^fuming^ It's called MISS SAIGON!!

Morgaine: Right! ^back to phone^ Yeah, it's called Miss Saigon. OH, me? I'm playing Kim! Yes, an excellent part, isn't it? No! You never told me you were in Fiddler on the Roof! OMG! How cool! Did you-

Director: MORGAINE! Do the words "dead brother" remind you of anything?!?

Morgaine: Oh...right...by the way, Arthur died. Yeah...it's so awful. He was killed in an accident at rehearsal. That's kind of why I'm calling. We need to revive him. So, could you send someone over? You could? Thanks! I'll call you later! ^hangs up^

Director: Well, that was a waste of time and pages. Can they revive Arthur?

Morgaine: Yup.

Director: You sure?

Morgaine: Yup.

Director: Okay. So, I guess that means they should be here soon.

Mordred: Should we keep going?

Director: Yeah...I guess we should. So, it's time for the Engineer's solo song. Mordred, get up there in the center and-

^pounding on the door^

Director: Uh...come in!

^an ambulance drives in^

Reporter: And now, an ambulance has driven straight into the theater! We have rumors that there was another death- ^sentence cut off as the door is closed^

Director: Uh...why are they here?

Morgaine: I called them, duh!

Director: You were gossiping with the 911 dispatcher?!? ^Morgaine nods happily^

Ambulance Lady: ^runs up to Arthur^ Well, I'm not sure we can save him, but we'll try. ^slaps him^ There you are.

Director: Are you crazy?!? That's never going to-

Arthur: Oh...thanks. I feel much better now.

Director: What?

Ambulance Lady: It seems to me he wasn't actually dead...he just fainted from surprise or something. I don't really know. I'm not a real doctor.

Director: But he was shot!

Ambulance Lady: I don't' see any bullet wounds.

Director: What does that mean?

Mordred: It means that Morgaine didn't really shoot the gun.

Director: But we all saw her!

Morgaine: I wonder...^looks at gun^ Oh! I get it now! See...it's one of those popper guns that makes a loud noise when a cork-like thing pops out of it on a string. The string must have broken, and the cork flew away so we didn't notice!

Gwenhwyfar: ^confused^ Uh...I'm not quite sure I understand.

Morgaine: Just come up here and take a look. ^Gwen does so^ Now, you see, when I pull this fake trigger, then-

Director: We're moving on now! Mordred, get up there and sing!

Mordred: I have to sing this whole song alone?!?

Director: Yes...you do.

Mordred: ^looks at song^ But it's so long. ^pouts^ Couldn't someone help me sing it? You know, we divide up the lines...

Director: No.

Mordred: Please?

Director: No!

Mordred: Pretty please?

Director: NO!

Mordred: ^draws sword and points it at Director's throat^ Please.

Director: Okay! Sounds like a plan!