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"Honey Honey" just ended, Scene 2: Courtyard begins:
Oh God — how much longer in these stinking stilettos?
R: What did you expect — the chauffeured limousine at the water's edge?
Yes. Donna knows I don't do walking…
R: For one night…
And one night only — Donna and the Dynamos!
D: Much better for seeing the two of you. God, Tanya — eight friggin' years!
I know, honey, I'm sorry. It's just been one jet setting millionaire after another.
R: Sophie Sheridan! You get more gorgeous every time I see you. Don't I get a big, fat hug? I've come all this way for your wedding? (They hug)
I bet you don't remember me.
SKY: Hi. I've heard lots about you two.
All bad I hope.
PEPPER: Yassu Kukla Moo. Pass E-Say.
Efkhareesto pole dhen kanee teepota.
EDDIE: Don't bother he doesn't speak Greek. My name is Eddie. Bonjour Madam.
Bonjour Eddie, echantée de fais votre connaisance.
PEPPER: They call me Pepper.
Why? Because you're hot?
D: Tanya meet Pepper and Eddie — my bar-staff, waiters, boat-men and general help. Only they're generally no help at all — don't you two have any work to do?
Honey, the Taverna looks fabulous.
D: We've got Sky to thank for that.
Why, what have you been up to?
R: Gambling millionaires — may be few of your ex-husbands aboard, Tanya?
I don't think so, honey, I spent their millions. (Then Donna says her line and "Money Money Money" starts)
"Mamma Mia" just ended, Scene 4: Donna's Room
Heads. (Tanya begins blowing air mattress up, but sucks in and out, not just blowing)
R: Blow. Don't suck.
(Give Rosie a look, then throw mattress) All right, let's see what you're wearing for the wedding. (Rosie shows outfit) You're joking!
R: What? Oh — as if!
Well. You could have been making some sort of statement on the tyranny wedlock.
R: You'd know more about that than me.
Oh darling, you'll meet your Mr. Right.
R: I have. I did… and they all wanted was to settle down and have babies. No thanks.
No… children can become such subversive little buggers! I mean, who'd have thought that Donna, the icon of female independence, would have a daughter committing matrimony at twenty.
R: White weddings are trendy.
What's wrong with these kids? Do you remember those t-shirts we used to wear? 'Marriage is an institution—'
R: —for people who belong in an institution.'
Girls today seem to think that a woman's greatest achievement is getting a man.
R: You've had three husbands.
I rest my case.
R: Ooh look.
Oh my Lord! (Takes poster) Oh (suddenly wistful). We were so young.
R: I don't know what the gals at the 'Whole Woman' Press would say about my outfit.
Hey — we should do a number tonight for Sophie's party.
D: I must find her. Now.
Dah-Dah! (more lines between Donna and Rosie, then "Chiquitita" starts).
D: It's her dad.
Whose dad?
D: Sophie's. You know how I always said it was Sam, the architect who went home to get married…
Jerk!
D: …well I'm not sure if it was him. Y'see, there were a couple of others…
Donna Sheridan! You dark horse!
D: 'Cos I didn't think I'd ever have to, I didn't think all there'd be sitting in my bar the day before their daughter's wedding!
What?
R: Who are they?
Are you sure?
D: Of course I'm sure. You think I'd forget my daughter's dads? It's Sam, Bill Austin, and Harry 'Head-Banger'
Not..? (Headband + put rock hands up)
R: It is very Greek.
Do /they/ know?
D: They can't know — I've never told anyone — why are they here to ruin Sophie's wedding?
I thought you weren't keen on this wedding…
R: No, you're not, keep calm. You're safe this evening — its a male-free zone at Sophie's party. And tomorrow — Tanya and I will take them fishing.
Fishing? Oh — please!
R: What do you suggest we do with three men?
Oh, now that takes me back.
D: Oh sure — its a laugh and a memory to you two, but I was the one who got pregnant. I suppose this just about serves me right.
Oh my God — you sound just like your mother.
D: I do not!
Yes — you do!
T & R: Yes — you do!
Whatever happened to our Donna? — life-n'-soul of the party; el rock chick supremo?
D: She grew up that's all.
Ooh, well grow back down again. You haven't done anything to be ashamed of… (Rosie does a line, then we do "Dancing Queen")
"Lay All Your Love" just ended, Scene Six: The Courtyard (Super Trouper Scene)
Ladies! Are there any ladies here tonight? (People cheer) For one night and one night only — The Summer Night Taverna is proud to present the world's first Girl Power Band, live before you, in all its grown-up wrinkly glory —
R: Speak for yourself.
One night — one number— that's all we've got the breath for — Give it up for — DONNA AND THE DYNAMOS! ("Super Trouper" starts)
"Voulez Vous" ends — END OF ACT ONE
Act 2: "SOS" just ended, Scene 3: The Beach.
PEPPER: Signora. This should tickle your taste-buds.
Yes — but will it cure my hangover?
PEPPER: You should look in the mirror, baby — you've just cured mine.
Down, boy. I'm old enough to be your mother.
HARRY: Oh?
Harry!
HARRY: What time is it? Shouldn't you be getting ready?
Oh don't worry about me, Harry, I've got loads of time. There's nothing worse than sitting around in your panty hose for hours.
HARRY: Donna must be tearing her hair out doing the wedding on her own … what would the bride's father usually do?
Well, he'd usually pay — though my Dad drew the line at my third.
HARRY: Did he… say anything beforehand — words of advice, that sort of thing?
Yes — there I'd be in my cupcake wedding dress all ready to trip down the aisle and he'd whisper (drops into Dad's accent) 'Don't worry, doll, I know a good lawyer'. Why are we talking about my Dad?
HARRY: I think I'll go back to my room. Too much sun.
(With a quick look at Pepper) Oh, Harry — don't go…
PEPPER: Tanya — why don't we catch up from last night?
I've drawn a veil over last night. Last night never happened.
EDDIE: You just can't find good help these days. (Rosie comes over to Tanya and holds up a small fish)
Is that all you caught?
R: You do? Well then you'll know how to pepper my snapper.
(Checking her watch) Good God — three hours to blast-off. Come on, girls, we've got work to do?
PEPPER: Work?
On my face, sweetie. A little repair and renovation.
PEPPER: Tanya can not ignore the chemistry between us.
Little boys who play with fire get their fingers burned. ("Does Your Mother Know?" starts)