What A Dreadful Town!

Here it is!

What A Dreadful Town

RAOUL
What a dreadful town
What a vulgar place
What an awful mistake to have come here

To be on display
In that shameless way
For the crude common lower class scum here

How do they dare to treat us so?

GUSTAVE
Father dear
Come play with
Come and see this toy I bought

RAOUL
What a slum at most
From our so-called host
Did he think sending freaks would be funny?
 Could the fool have thought
That our pride was bought
By his filthy American money

What a farce! What an outright slap in the face!
An utter disgrace!
I've got a mind to pack and go!
Never you mind the debts we owe!
Who would have thought we'd sunk this low

GUSTAVE
Father dear, come play with me

RAOUL
Gustave enough, the answer's no!

Must you play now?

GUSTAVE
I think it's beautiful

RAOUL
What is it?

GUSTAVE
I don't know! It was just here on the piano

RAOUL
Well it hurts my head!

CHRISTINE
Please let's not fight dear
I'm sure Mr. Hammerstein never intended a slight dear

RAOUL
How dare you patronize me?
We should never have accepted

CHRISTINE
We need the money
That's all
That's why things haven't been right dear

RAOUL
Why doesn't it surprise me that I get the blame here?

CHRISTINE
Let's leave tonight dear
If it would serve to ease your troubled mind
Leave the hurt behind

GUSTAVE
Father dear, come over here
And look at what they gave to me
Wind it up and father see
Look it plays a melody

CHRISTINE
Raoul...

RAOUL
What's this?

CHRISTINE
What is it?

RAOUL
It's from Hammerstein. He wants to meet me in the hotel bar, alone. Well, he may lack courtesy, but he does show a certain savoir-faire in choosing a business rendezvous.

CHRISTINE
Raoul, please...

RAOUL
Please what?

CHRISTINE
Nothing

GUSTAVE
Father never plays with me
Doesn't he love me?

CHRISTINE
Oh, darling!