A/N: Wellll..... helloooo there!
Ima Super Mute Ant WOW! Cool name! That is so much fun to type! Thanks for your review!
Dark Jaded Rose awww, 's a really good film.... y'should REALLY watch it.. Thanks a lot! I love reviews! 'Specially when they say they'll be coming back!
Duck3 Cool, I'm a Jungle Berry! I didn't realise I didn't accept Anon. reviews, so thanks for pointing that out.... I do now! I thought of putting Rogue and Remy as Christian and Satine, but I thought that was a little over-done, So.... *shrugs* Besides, much more fun with Kitty as it.... The Kitty-Lance-Pietro triangle's gonna be fun.... I know Scott's definitely anal enough to be the Duke, but I think his intelligence is a little higher than his, so....
Yep! The red hair HAS to go! Poor Jean..... Almost feel sorry for her.... Then I remember its Jean.... NO, I'm joking, I don't hate Jean as much as most people..... I just REALLY like torturing her....
Hmm.... Naked Mole Rat..... You know, My Psychiatrist might be able to help you out.....
SperryDee Wohoo! Thanks! More Romy! Lots more Romy!
Btch Yay! Moulin Rouge! Gah.... Go watch it! Right now! He he he. Nini and The Argentinian ARE the ones who dance... I love Romy so it couldn't possibly have been any other way.... Heck, even my Rieto was taken over by Romy.... Satine's the main, yeah. Now for the greatest test ever..... See if Kitty can stop being a Valley Girl for a brief period of time.... lol....
Well.... that's it for reviewers I'm afraid.... Anywho, I love each and everyone of you.... Have a bunny-cookie.... with no real bunnies in it (this time.... Animal rights said it was too cruel to go un-noticed....). Eh.
"Okay everyone. Thank you for coming to the first rehersal of the Moulin Rouge. Now we will, first of all, start with the first scene.... we are just going to read through, let you get a feel for the parts. Jamie.... we'll forgo the song for now, and I will teach you it later." Ororo informed everyone, Logan sat next to her, with the rest of the cast infront. "So, it's with you Lance."
As Scott opened his mouth to protest, yet again, at the inclusion of the Brotherhood and Acolytes, Logan glared at him, and one of the claws on his right hands slid out slowly. Scott just nodded and closed his mouth.
"Logan!" Ororo warned him, and he sat back, looking bored as always, and wishing he could go do something else.... Something worthwhile....
Lance/Narrator: The Moulin Rouge . . . a nightclub, the dance hall of the bordello. Ruled over by Harold Zi.... Zid....
Kitty: its, like, Zidler Lance.
Lance/Narrator: thanks.... Zidler. A kingdom of night-time pleasures. Where the rich and powerful came to play with the young and beautiful creatures of the underworld. And the most beautiful of all these was the woman I loved, Satine, a courtesan. She sold her love to men. They called her the "Sparkling Diamond", and she was the star... of the Moulin Rouge. The woman I loved is... dead. I first came to Paris one year ago. It was 1899, the summer of love. I knew nothing of the Moulin Rouge, Harold Zidler or Satine. The world had been swept up in the Bohemian revolution. And I traveled from London to be a part of it. On a hill near Paris was the village of Montmartre. It was not as my father had said.
"You know this doesn't sound like such a bad place...." Lance grinned at his own joke.
"Lance.... You remember our agreement?" The Weather-witch reminded him once again.
"Yes M'am."
"Good. Jamie Dear, your line."
Jamie/Christian's Father: A village of SIN!
Lance/Narrator: It was the center of the Bohemian world with musicians, painters, writers. They were known as the "Children of the Revolution." Yes, I had come to live a penniless existence. I had come to write about truth, beauty, freedom and that which I believe in above all things... LOVE.
Jamie/Christian's Father: Always this ridiculous obsession with love!
Lance/Narrator: There was only one problem - I'd never been in love! Luckily, right at that moment an unconscious Argentinean fell through my roof. He was quickly joined by a dwarf dressed as a nun.
"Jamie, your line.." Ororo reminded him softly, during the pause.
Jamie/Toulouse: How do you do? My name is Henri Marie Raymond Toulouse-Lautrec Montfa. I'm terribly sorry about all this. We were just upstairs rehearsing a play.
Christian: What?
Lance/Narrator: A play, something very modern called "Spectacular, Spectacular."
Toulouse: And it's set in Switzerland.
Lance/Narrator: Unfortunately the unconscious Argentinean suffered from a sickness called Narcolepsy.
Toulouse: Perfectly fine one moment then suddenly *SNORT, SNORT* unconscious the next.
Hank/Doctor: How is he?
There was a large pause, with everyone looking at everyone else, trying to figure out who was "Audrey".
"C'mon Jean, just read it.." Scott was whispering to her. "The sooner we get this done, the sooner they'll leave.." He guestured to the Brotherhood and Acolytes.
"Scott, I'm not reading it." She whispered back. "Its insulting, and degrading. I'm older than her, why should she get the lead?"
"Red!" Logan's voice called out, everyone turned to face Jean. "Read your lines Kid."
"No!"
"Jean!" Scott's eyes were wide in horror.
"Jean, please, read your lines. You did agree to participate." Ororo softly reminded her, playing the role of peacekeeper. She glanced briefly at the professor, who seemed to be enjoying not being the one to do it.
After a pause, Jean let out an irritated sigh.
"Fine!"
Jean/Audrey: How wonderful now that narcoleptic Argentinean is now unconscious. And therefore the scenario will not be finished in time to present to the financiers tomorrow.
Scott/Satie: Quick Tou-louse, I still have to finish the music.
Scott's voice was completely deadpan as he read the words, feeling somehow uncomfortable, in contrast to Jeans excellent acting voice, Audrey coming across in her voice as she should, despite the fact that she was mad at having to be her. Logan glanced to Storm, sending her a look as if to say 'Never doubted your choice for a second'.
Jamie/Toulouse: We'll just find someone to read the part.
Jean/Audrey: Oh where in heavens will we find someone to read the role of the young sensitive Swiss poet Goatherd?
Lance/Narrator: Before I knew it, I was upstairs standing in for the unconscious Argentinean.
Hank/Doctor sings: The hills are animated with, the euphonious symphony of descant...
Audrey: Oh stop, stop, stop, stop that insufferable droning is drowning out my words. Can we please just stick to a little decorative piano?
Jean was really getting into it now, looking at Dr. McCoy. Those who hadn't heard him sing before – the brotherhood, Acolytes, and new recruits, were a little stunned at his voice.
Christian as Narrator: There seem to be artistic differences over Audrey lyrics to Satie's songs.
Doctor: I don't think a nun would say that about a hill
Satie: What if he sings "The hills are vital intoning the descant"?
Doctor: No, no, no, the hills are…
(Argentinean wakes up)
Argentinean: The hills are incarnate with symphonic melodics.
(Argentinean falls back asleep)
Lance grinned.
"Cool! I get to sleep in this too!" Pietro shot him a look.
Christian: The . . . the hills . . .
Doctor: The hills are chanting . . .
Satie: The hill . . .
Christian sings: The hills are alive with the sound of music!
(Argentinean wakes)
Argentinean: "The hills are alive with the sound of music!" I
love it!
Storm smiled. She had made some good choices with her actors. "Right, now if you could all read over the script, and I will take some of you to reherse the hardest song.... El Tango De Roxanne.... Rogue, Remy, Lance, Kitty, Pietro and Kurt are needed for now. I will take you six in the ballroom.... Logan.... If you could take Jamie and go over his songs, thank you." She paused. "The rest of you, I would like you to go over "The Diamond Dogs" scene, the first one in the Moulin Rouge, as best as you can.."
