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ACT 1

No. 11: TRIO - Grigg, JOSÉ & SANCHO

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SANCHO and JOSÉ appear cautiously. They give the signalling whistle of the Ladrones.

GRIGG: (reappearing from underneath cloth)

Hullo! What's that?
'Twasn't a cat!
Something I heard, like a bird!
No! No!

JOSÉ and SANCHO whistle.

GRIGG:

'Tis a pee-wit,
Gone in a fit -
Oh, this is very absurd!
I think that the lens I can clearly direct,
And at last I have got a quite charming effect,
At last I have got a quite charming effect,
A charming effect,
I think that the lens I can clearly direct,
And at last I have got a quite charming effect,
At last I have got a quite charming effect,
A charming effect, acharming effect,
At last I have got quite a charming effect.

Ah! now to arrange it. A capital plan.
I've sighted a rock. No, 'tis a man!

SANCHO:

Ha! ha! you have hit on a capital plan -
I am a man!

GRIGG:

And another!

JOSÉ

Another young man!
Well!

SANCHO:

Well!

GRIGG:

Quite well, thank you!

JOSÉ

Nay, your hand -

SANCHO:

Your hand.

GRIGG:

Good morning! I can't stay.

JOSÉ

You must.

SANCHO:

You must.

GRIGG:

I must!
You're fond of jokes.

JOSÉ

Remain!

SANCHO:

Explain!

GRIGG:

What horrid-looking folks!

JOSÉ

I'm called the Buck!

GRIGG:

A swell! (aside) More like a cadger.
(aloud) You look it, sir.
(to SANCHO) And you -

SANCHO:

And I! the Badger!

JOSÉ & SANCHO:	GRIGG:
We're members of a robber band, We offer you, as Captain, the command -
	Upon my word, I don't understand -
Our Captain you must be.	In fact, I'd rather not.
We're members of a robber band, We offer you, as Captain, the command -
	Upon my word, I don't understand -
Our Captain you must be.	In fact, I'd rather not.
Our Captain you must be.	In fact, I'd rather not.
Our Captain you must be.	In fact, I'd rather not.

JOSÉ & SANCHO:

Refuse!
Then choose,
Be captain or be shot!

GRIGG:

What?

JOSÉ & SANCHO:

Shot!

GRIGG:

Not -

JOSÉ & SANCHO:

Shot!

GRIGG:

What?

JOSÉ & SANCHO:

Shot!

GRIGG:

For what?

JOSÉ & SANCHO:

Yes, shot!

GRIGG:

Well, agreed!

JOSÉ & SANCHO:

'Tis agreed!

Dance the Bolero! Dance the bolero!

GRIGG:

Mad! 'tis my belief.

JOSÉ & SANCHO:

Wild tarantellas will welcome our Chief!
Dance the Bolero!

GRIGG:

Why the Bolero?

JOSÉ & SANCHO:	GRIGG:
Dance! Dance! Dance!	Why? Why? Why?

JOSÉ & SANCHO:

Bolero! Bolero! the robbers' pet,
We'll dance to the pipe and the gay castanet.

GRIGG:

Bolero! Bolero! A dreadful set!
I wish that I never these gentlemen met.

JOSÉ & SANCHO:

Bolero! Bolero!

GRIGG:

Bolero! Bolero!

JOSÉ & SANCHO:

Bolero! Bolero!

GRIGG:

Bolero! Bolero!

JOSÉ & SANCHO:

Bolero! Bolero!

JOSÉ & SANCHO:	GRIGG:
Bolero!	I wish that I'd never these gentlemen met,
We'll dance to the pipe and the gay castanet.	these gentlemen met.
	Bolero!
Bolero!
	Bolero!
Bolero!
Bolero! Bolero! Bolero!	Bolero! Bolero! Bolero!
Bolero!
Bolero! Bolero! Bolero!	Bolero! Bolero! A dreadful set!
Bolero! Bolero! Bolero! Bolero!	I wish that I'd never these gentlemen met

ALL THREE:

Bolero! Bolero! A dreadful set!
We'll dance to the gay castanet,
To the gay castanet,
To the gay castanet,
To the sound of the pipe and the gay castanet,
To the gay castanet,
To the gay castanet,
To the sound of the pipe and the gay castanet.

DANCE.

Exeunt SANCHO carrying the sticks, JOSÉ the camera, dancing.

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