To clear it up, this takes place 1784, one year after the end of the Revolutionary War. Eliza and Alexander are already married, Laurens is already dead, The Reynolds scandal has not yet happened, ect ect ect...
Burr: How does a bastard, orphan, son of a whore and a Scotsman, dropped in the middle of a forgotten Spot in the Caribbean by Providence, impoverished, in squalor. Grow up to be a hero and a scholar?
Jefferson raised an eyebrow. "A bastard orphan? Quite right. And obviously from the slums." He murmured. Hamilton glanced over.
"I can't hear you when you mumble. Speak up Jefferson."
Laurens: The ten-dollar Founding Father without a father Got a lot farther by workin' a lot harder. By bein' a lot smarter. By bein' a self-starter. By fourteen, they placed him in charge of a trading charter!
"The ten-dollar? What could that mean?" Madison questioned. "They put your image on a coin?"
Jefferson: And every day while slaves were being slaughtered and carted away across the waves, he struggled and kept his guard up. Inside, he was longing for something to be a part of. The brother was ready to beg, steal, borrow, or barter.
Looks were shot at Hamilton. "I believe stealing is illegal." Jefferson said slyly.
"I believe you should shut up Jefferson." Hamilton retorted. Washington and Madison locked eyes. Perhaps it wasn't the best idea to have the two arguing men anywhere near each other. Madison stood up, pulled Jefferson by the wrist away from Hamilton and sat him at the other side of the couch. Now both he and Washington were between Hamilton and Jefferson. Maybe that would work.
Madison: Then a hurricane came, and devastation reigned. Our man saw his future drip, drippin' down the drain. Put a pencil to his temple, connected it to his brain and he wrote his first refrain, a testament to his pain.
Burr: Well the word got around, they said, "This kid is insane, man!" Took up a collection just to send him to the mainland "Get your education, don't forget from whence you came, and The world's gonna know your name!" What's your name, man?
Hamilton: Alexander Hamilton My name is Alexander Hamilton And there's a million things I haven't done, but just you wait, just you wait.
Hamilton straightened up proudly. "I was one of the youngest graduates of King's College."
Eliza: When he was ten, his father split, full of it, debt-ridden. Two years later, see Alex and his mother, bed-ridden, half-dead, sittin' in their own sick. The scent thick and Alex got better but his mother went quick.
Washington frowned. "Dear goodness." Hamilton slouched over a bit but allowed a small smile to cross his face. "It seems my dear Eliza is narrating."
Washington: Moved in with a cousin, the cousin committed suicide. Left him with nothin' but ruined pride, somethin' new inside, a voice saying Alex, you gotta fend for yourself. He started retreatin' and readin' every treatise on the shelf
Burr & Co.: There would've been nothin' left to do for someone less astute. He would've been dead and destitute without a cent of restitution. Started workin', clerkin' for his late mother's landlord, tradin' sugar cane and rum and other things he can't afford (Scammin') for every book he can get his hands on (Plannin') for the future, see him now as he stands on (oooh) The bow of a ship headed for a new land. In New York you can be a new man, in New York you can be a new man (Just you wait!) In New York you can be a new man (Just you wait!) In New York you can be a new man In New York New York!
"You were born on a desolate island, all of your family died and you decided to fight a war." Madison simplified.
"The story of my life." Hamilton whispered.
Hamilton: Just you wait!
Burr & Co.: Alexander Hamilton (Alexander Hamilton) We are waiting in the wings for you (waiting in the wings for you) You could never back down, you never learned to take your time, Oh, Alexander Hamilton (Alexander Hamilton) When America sings for you. Will they know what you overcame? Will they know you rewrote the game? The world will never be the same, oh.
Burr: The ship is in the harbor now, see if you can spot him (Just you wait) Another immigrant comin' up from the bottom (Just you wait) His enemies destroyed his rep, America forgot him.
Jefferson snorted. "How could this country forget him? Especially his fashion sense?" Hamilton narrowed his eyes.
"Excuse me, but I dress amazingly. At least my hair isn't the color of a carrot."
Madison/Mulligan & Lafayette/Jefferson: We fought with him!
"True."
Laurens/Phillip: Me? I died for him!
Hamilton froze. Phillip, dead? "No." He whispered. Washington laid a hand on his shoulder. "Not everything might be accurate, son."
Washington: Me? I trusted him!
Washington nodded. "Still do."
Angelica, Eliza & Peggy/Maria: Me? I loved him!
Eyebrows were raised.
Burr: And me? I'm the damn fool that shot him!
The room itself seemed to freeze. "I was shot by Aaron Burr, one of my best friends. Well then. Let's hope this musical isn't as accurate. I'd really prefer not to gt=et shot!"
Co.: There's a million things I haven't done But just you wait.
Burr: What's your name, man?
Co.: Alexander Hamilton!
The room fell quiet.
Thanks to JavertInMiniature for my first review! Totally appreciate it!