Urinetown- Hope lines

LOCKSTOCK: Aren’t we all, Little Sally, Aren’t we all.

Excuse me, sir, but can you tell me the way to the private company that controls these public bathrooms?

BOBBY: You mean Urine Good Company?

That’s the one.

BOBBY: It’s quite a ways from here, ma’am. This here’s the bad part of town.

So it is.

BOBBY: But if you squint, you can just make out their headquarters rising above the skyline.

The gleaming tower on the hill?

BOBBY: That’s the one.

Gosh, it’s beautiful.

BOBBY: You most certainly are.

Pardon?

BOBBY: It most certainly is.

Oh dear, I’m late already. Thanks ever so much for the directions and such. Bye!

FIPP: It’s a powder keg out there, Cladwell. This time I think it’s gonna blow!

HOPE: Daddy?

CLADWELL: Hope darling, I thought you’d never get here!

Sorry I’m late, Daddy. I left just as soon as my exams were finished.

CLADWELL: How’s everything dear?

Fine, Daddy. Just fine. It feels great to be done with school. Finally.

FIPP: Well I’ll be. Hope Cladwell and all grown up, too.

Hello, Senator.

FIPP: Come to join your father’s little operation?

It’s just a fax/copy position, of course. First day.

CLADWELL: Let’s meet the staff. Staff! Staff, this here’s my daughter- and out newst fax/copy girl- Hope Cladwell. Hope Cladwell, the good people of Urine Good Company, or UGC, as it’s known for short.

Hello, everybody!

CLADWELL: Say a few words, Hope darling.

Well…uh…it’s a great company and I hope to help you make it even greater.

CHORUS: YOU’RE MISTER CLADWELL!

Gosh, I never realized large, monopolizing corporation could be such a force for good in the world.

CHORUS: CLADWELL!

Gosh, Daddy, they certainly do seem to adore you, So why do I feel so conflicted?

CLADWELL: Nonsense. Did I send you to the most expensive university in the world to teach you how to feel conflicted, or to learn how to manipulate great masses of people?

To learn how to manipulate great masses of people, Daddy.

CLADWELL: Which is exactly what we’ll do. Now get faxing!

And copying!

LOCKSTOCK: So it is. And all grown up, too. Ms. Cladwell! A little late for you to be out, don’t you think?

Oh, hello Officers.

LOCKSTOCK: If I didn't know better, I’d say you were on a late-night-behind-the-bushes-to-relieve-yourself-for-free kind of walk.

Oh no, Officers. I’m just coming home from work. First day.

LOCKSTOCK: Just like us.

There’s some kind of big vote down at the Legislature tonight. Plenty of faxing to do.

BARREL: And copying, I imagine.

Oh, yes. And copying.

LOCKSTOCK: I must say, Ms. Cladwell, your father mentioned the size and purity of your heart. He neglected, however, to mention the size and purity of your beauty.

Does beauty have a size, Officer?

BARREL: Especially these days, what with the new fee hikes and all.

Oh, I’m not afraid of people, Officers.

LOCKSTOCK: Oh, no?

Not really. Everyone has a heart, you see. As long as you know that you need never fear a soul.

LOCKSTOCK: Everyone?

Everyone.

BARREL: Even criminals?

Even criminals.

LOCKSTOCK: Well, we’re off. Out work’s never done. Good night.

Good night, Officers.

BARREL: Good night, Bobby.

You were rather brave with them.

BOBBY: I don’t care for policemen. Not those two, anyway.

Policemen protect the peace.

BOBBY: Do they?

Usually.

BOBBY: Didn’t I see you down by the amenity this morning?

That was me. I was rushing off to work, first day.

BOBBY: Find your way all right?

The gleaming tower on the hill? Couldn’t miss it.

BOBBY: Beautiful.

It’s rather shiny, that’s true enough.

BOBBY: Did you mean what you said to those policemen? About everyone have a heart?

Well, sure I did.

BOBBY: Because… well, because mine feels awful cold just now.

Cold?

BOBBY: Or empty. One of the two.

Not because of me, I hope?

BOBBY: Or, rather, something I didn’t do.

If it feels cold, then it must still be there, don’t you think?

BOBBY: Unless there’s a vacuum where it used to be.

A vacuum? In your chest? It sounds so implausible.

BOBBY: I did something wrong this morning is all I’m trying to say. I can’t seem to get it out of my head.

The vacuum?

BOBBY: My action. I let someone down that I love dearly. I feel real bad about it.

Well, maybe that’s nature’s way of telling you that now’s the time to lift someone up?

BOBBY: Really?

Sure. Do you think you’d be feeling as bad as you do if you didn’t have a heart?

BOBBY: I don’t know. I suppose not.

Of course you wouldn’t. Because then you’d be dead. (sings)

BOBBY: Follow my heart? But to where?

To wherever your heart tells you to go.

BOBBY: Even… there?

Even to the clouds, if that’s what your heart commands. What’s it saying now?

BOBBY: I don’t know. I don’t know how to listen to my heart.

You have to listen carefully. Here, let me try.

BOBBY: Do you-

Sshh! Ah, there it is. It’s saying (sings) You see there? Even your heart knows you should follow your heart.

BOBBY: “Peace and joy” “Plenty of water” I guess I do want those things.

There’s something else your heart was saying. Maybe something I shouldn’t have heard.

BOBBY: There was?

I think so. It was barely audible, but I definitely heard something.

BOBBY: Well? What was it?

Let me try again, maybe I can make it out this time. There it is. So faint… it’s saying (sings) “Someone is waiting there”? Why, my heart was saying those exact words just the other day.

BOBBY: It was?

Sure it was. “Squalor and noise,” “hopes and joys.” It was telling me about all those things.

BOBBY: I didn’t know two hearts could speak as one.

I didn’t either. Until now. Here, listen. (Sings) Well, good night…

BOBBY: Bobby. Bobby Strong.

Good night, Bobby Strong.

BOBBY: And good night…

Hope.

BOBBY: Good night, Hope. I won’t forget what you said, about the clouds and my heart.

And I won’t forget what you said, about the laughter and the gladness. Wait a minute, when can I see you again?

FIPP: Well, your “Beaches of Rio” slide show changed their minds soon enough. Just like it changed my mind those many years ago. God, I wish I’d never met you, Cladwell B. Cladwell.

Sorry to interrupt, Daddy. I just wanted to make sure you got your morning faxes.

FIPP: Oh yes. The copying. You’re a good girl, Hope Cladwell. I used to be one. Before I met your father.

A good girl?

FIPP: You heard me. Six hundred and twenty-two. Six hundred and twenty-three. Just a few more.

Daddy? Can I ask you a question?

CLADWELL: Sure, Hope darling. What is it?

Do you believe in love?

CLADWELL: Love? Why do you ask?

Just wondering. I met this boy, you see-

LOCKSTOCK: The assistant custodian is refusing to take people’s money, sir. A young man by the name of Bobby Strong.

Bobby Strong?

MCQUEEN: Strictly symbolic, sir. The crowd gathered there is an unthinkably small percentage of the population as a whole.

What’s happening, Daddy? I don’t understand.

CLADWELL: You’re not going anywhere. Not until we nip this unpleasantness in the bud.

Nip? How so?

CLADWELL: You’re a Cladwell, Hope. What would you do if the very foundation of your life’s work were threatened by the rabble-rousing son of a convicted criminal?

Look deep into his heart and try to understand what made it pound so angrily.

CLADWELL: Angry, you say?! No one gets angry at me! Not without a beating!

A beating? Oh, Daddy, beating people is wrong.

CLADWELL: Life is a beating! The sooner you learn that, the better.

Then life is wrong.

CLADWELL: Embrace it. I have.

Life should be beautiful.

CLADWELL: DON’T BE THE BUNNY.

But, Daddy, we’re talking about people, not animals.

CLADWELL: People are animals, Hope darling.

Animals with huge incisors and big floppy feet?

CLADWELL: DON’T BE THE BUNNY!

A little bunny at a tollbooth?

CLADWELL: You heard me.

But, Daddy, bunnies don’t drive cars.

CLADWELL: Oh, don’t they?!

No, actually, I don’t think they do.

CLADWELL: Live long enough, Hope darling, you see…many things.

Even a daughter doubting her father?

LITTLE SALLY: This may not be a happy musical, Officer Lockstock, but it’s still a musical. And when a little girl has been given as many lines as I have, there’s still hope for dreams!

Bobby?!

BOBBY: Hope?!

What are you doing, Bobby?! I told you to follow your heart, not seize an amenity!

BOBBY: Your father?

Charge?! Daddy, these people need understanding, not brutality.

CLADWELL: On the contrary, Hope dear, a little brutality is exactly what these people need. Officer Lockstock!

Daddy, wait. He only wants the people to be happy, isn’t that worth something?

BOBBY: Everybody into the amenity! We’ll be… relatively safer in there!

Oh, Bobby, why didn’t you tell me you were going to start a revolution?

BOBBY: Maybe for the same reason you didn’t tell me you were a Cladwell.

I’m the same girl I was last night.

BOBBY: The girl last night would have joined us by now, Hope.

I can’t fight against my father, Bobby.

BOBBY: And I can’t not fight against him. So you can join us or you can stand aside.

Stand aside?

URINETOWN SING OF TODAY!

So what’ll it be, Bobby?

BOBBY: Looks like we’re in a real tight spot, doesn’t it?

Your fellow revolutionaries seem to think so.

BOBBY: I suppose we should leave.

Oh, Bobby, they’ll never let you leave now.

BOBBY: Not without you, they won’t. Which is why you’re coming with us.

Coming with you? I told you, Bobby I won’t fight against my father.

BOBBY: And I told you I won’t not fight against him.

But how can I come with you and still not fight against my father unless… unless… oh dear God, Bobby, no!!!

BOBBY: Keep your men back, Cladwell! We’ve got your daughter and we’re not letting her go!

Bobby, what are you- ?

CLADWELL: Don’t let them get away!

Help me!

PENNY: Now, stay calm, Hope darling. We’ll have you out of this in no time.

Hello, Bobby.

BOBBY: Hello, Hope.

So this is the bright, new day you were telling me about.

BOBBY: I don’t blame you for being angry with me, Hope. But your father gave us no choice.

They may not have taught me much at the most expensive university in the world, but they taught me this much: kidnapping people is wrong.

BOBBY: Really? They taught you that there?

I thought we had something special together, Bobby.

BOBBY: We do have something special together, Hope. But until freedom rules the people of this land instead of fear, love has about as much chance as a baby bunny drowning in a vat of boiling water.

Maybe less.

BOBBY: I didn't mean too drag you into all this, Hope.

And I didn't mean to… Oh, I guess I don’t know what I meant to do.

BOBBY: Look to your heart, Hope. I think the answer to what you want is waiting for you there, deep down, somewhere among the tissues.

Wait a minute, when will I see you again? (Sings) Oh, Bobby.

PENNY: Oh yes, and love. There was love like no tomorrow, for there was no tomorrow, but there is always a tomorrow of some kind of another. After you were born, Caldwell made me promise never to reveal my identity to you, for I was something of a strumpet in my day. But never in my wildest-

Enough!

ALL: Gasp

My heart is telling me many things right now, as you can all imagine. But one thing it’s bellowing louder than anything else is that when there’s wrong in the world we must right it. You did a wonderful thing by coming here, Ms. Pennywise. Mom. And if you can reform yourself, maybe we can reform a lot more than we know. Ladies and gentlemen of the rebellion, if you want to do to me what they did to Bobby, I wouldn’t blame you.

LITTLE BECKY TWO-SHOES: Seize her!

But if this righteous rebellion were to Peter out in Bobby’s absence, sending his memory to oblivion, I would blame you. All of you! Kill me and the rebellion dies with me. Let me lead you and the rebellion will triumph!

ROBBY THE STOCKFISH: She’s mad!

Lead you to the very nerve center of my father’s empire.

PENNY: I’ve got a key!

And the guard know not to question me. But once there, we’ll question Daddy. Oh dear, yes, we’ll question him plenty!