rouge in love

MoulinRouge

Song:Therewasaboy,averystrangeboy,theysayhewandered

veryfar,veryfaroverlandanda,alittleshyandsadofeye,but

noneday,amagicdayhepasd

lewespokeofmanythings,

saidtome:Thegreatesttingyou’lleverlearnisjustloveandbe

lovedinreturn.

Mw:TheMoulinRouge,anightclub,adancehallandabordello

ruledbyHarlodZidler,akingdomofnighttimepleasureswhere

therichandpowerfulplayedwiththeyongandbeautiful

tbeautifuloftheallwas

thewomanwhoIloved,Satine,acourtesan,shesoldherloveto

man,theycalledher“ThesparklingDiamond”.Andshewasthe

anIlovedisdead.

1899,thesummerof

othingoftheMoulinRouge,HaroldZidleror

ldhadbeensweptupinaBohemian

revolution,

ot,asmy

fathersaid(avillageofsin),butthecentreoftheBohemian

ans,painters,writers,theywereknownasthe

,Ihadcometoliveapenniess

metowriteabouttruth,beauty,freedomand

thatwhichIbelievedinaboveallthings:y,rightatthe

moment,

wasjoinedbyadwarftdresdasanun.

Henri:Howdoyoudo?MynameisHenri……I’mterribly

sorry,wewereuostairrehearingaplay.

Mw:AplaysomethingverymoderncalledSpectacular

Spectacular.

Henri:It’stinSwizerland.

MW:Unfortunately,theunconsciousufferedfromnarcolpsy.

Henri:ent,thensuddenlynconsciousthe

next,ha,ha.

A:Howishe?colepticnArgentineanis

orethescenariowillnobefinishedto

prenttofinanciertomorrow.

B:findsomeonetoread

theroleoftheyoung,nsitiveSwisspoetgoatherder.

Mw:BeforeIknewit,Iwasupstair,stanginginforthe

unconsciousArgentinean.

Henri:Thehillsanimatewiththeeupgonioussymphoniesof

descant.

A:Oh,’sdrowningoutmy

juststicktoalittledecorativepiano?

Mw:ThereemedtobeartisticdifferenceoverAdery’slyrics

toSatine’ssong.

A:Don’tthinkanunwouldsaythataboutahill.

B:Whatifhesong“Thesongsarevitalintoningthedescant”?

A:No,ls…

C:Thehillsareincarnatewithsymphonicmelodies”.

D:No,thehills…

Ms:Thehillsarealivewiththesoundofmusic.

Ag:t.

Henri:Audery,youshouldwritetheshowtogether.

Audery:Ibetyourparden?

Mw:ButHenri’ssuggestionthatAudreyandIwritetogether

wasnotwhatAuderywantedtohear.

Audery:Goodby.

A:Toulous,eyouever

writtenanythinglikethisbefore?

M:No.

B:ike

talent.

Henri:WithChristian,wecanwritethetrulyBohemianshowwe

alwaysdreamtof.

B:HowweconvinceZidler?

Mw:ulddressmeinthe

Argentinean’sbestsuit,andpassmeoffasafamousEnglish

’dbeastoundedand

y

problemwasIkepthearingmyfather’svoice:You’llendup

wastingyourlifeattheMoulin.

Ms:Ican’twritetheshowfortheMoulinRouge.

Henri:Whynot?

Ms:Idon’tevenknowifI’matrueBohemianrevolutionary.

Henri:Doyoubelieveinbeauty?

M:yes.

A:Freedom?

M:Yes.

B:Truth?

M:Yes.

C:Love?

M:Love?Aboveallthings,likeoxygen.

needislove.

Henri:See,youcan’thevoiceofthechildrenof

therevolution.

A:Youcan’tbefooled.

Henri:Let’sdrinktothenewwriteroftheworld’sfirst

Bohemianrevolutionaryshow.

Mw:auditionforSatineandI

wouldtastemyfirstglassofabsinthe.

Mw:stoperform

mypoetryforSatine.

Mw:Zidlerandhisinfamousgirls,theycalledthemhis

“DiamondDogs”.

Henri:It’rklingDiamond.

Mw:ButsomeoneelwastomeetSatinethatnight,Zidler’s

investor,theDuke.

Duke:WhenamIgoingtomeetthegirl?

Zidler:Afterhernumber.I’varrangedaspecialmeeting,just

youandSatine.

Henru:Afterhernumber.I’varrangedaprivatemeeting,just

youandSatine.

Ms:Alone?

Henri:Yes,totallyalone.

Satine:IstheDukehere?

Zidler:Liebchen,wouldDaddyletyoudown?

Satine:Whereishe?

Zidler:HeistheoneToulouisshakingahankyat.

Henri:Excume,Christian,mayIborrow?

Satine:Areyousure?

Zidler:’hedemoniclittle

leondoesn’tfrightenhimoff.

Satine:Willheinvest?

Zidler:pendingthenightwithyou,howcanhe

refu?

Satine:Howwonderfulofyoutotakeaninterestinourlittle

show.

Ms:Itsoundsveryexciting.I’dbedelightedtobeinvolved.

Satine:Really?

Ms:AssumingyoulikewhatIdo.

Satine:I’msureIwill.

Ms:Toulouthoughtwemightbeabletodoitinprivate.

Satine：Didhe?

Ms:Yes,youknow,aprivate,poetryreading.

Satine:Oh,little“poetry”after

supper.

…

Satine:’tyou

think?Poeticenoughforyou?

Ms:Yes.

Satine:Alittlesupper?Maybesomechanpagre?

Ms:I’dratherjustgetitoveranddonewith.

Satine:ydon’tyou…comedownhere?Let’s

getitoveranddonewith.

Ms:’thavetostand.

Sometimesit’s…it’squitelongandI’dlikeyoutobe

’squitemodern,ayfeela

littlestrange…atfirst,butyou’reopen,youmightenjoyit.

Satine:I’msureIwill.

…

Satine:Um,iverythingallright?

Ms:I’mesittakesawhilefor…

inspirationtocome.

Satine:Oh,’tthatinspireyou?

…

Msong:sone’can

equitesimple,but

nowit’oudon’tmind,Ihopeyoudon’tmind

derfullifeisnowyouarein

theroof,me

ofthevers,well,theygotmecrossbutthesun’sbeenkind

’sforpeoplelikeyouthatkeepit

e,I’veforgottenifthey’regreenoethey’the

ethesweetesteyesI’veever

maybequitesimple,butnowit’oudon’tmind,I

hopeyoudon’derful

lifeisnowyouareintheworld.

A:,ha.

S:Ican’tbelieveit.I’minlove.I’minlovewithayoung,

handsome,talentedduke.

M:Duke?

S:Notthattitle’simportant,ofcour.

M:I’mnotaduke.

S:Notaduke?

M:I’mawriter.

S:Awriter?

M:Yes,awriter.

S:,notanotherofToulou’s

oh-so-talented…charmingBohemian,impoverishdproteges?

M:Youmightsaythat.

S:Oh,no.I’mgoingtokillhim.

Henri:Ithinktheremightbeasmallhitch.

S:Whatabouttheduke?Mydearduke…:Theduke,theduke.

k.

Z:Mydear,areyoudecentfortheduke?Wherewereyou?

S:Iwaswaiting.

Z:DearestDuke,allowmetointrosuceSatine.

S:Monsieur,howwonderfulofyoutotaketimeoutofyour

busyscheduletovisit.

……

thinkingaboutme?

Hewasn’’saboutloveovercomingall

obstacles.

Ss:Ifollowthenight,can’llIbeginto

loveagain?OnedayI’llthistoyesterday.

Whatmorecouldyourlovetome?Whenwilllovebethrough

withme?Whylivelifefromdreamtodreamanddreadtheday

whendreamingends.

Ms:Howwonderfullifeisnowyouareintheworld.

Ss:OnedayI’

morecouldyourlovetome?Whenwilllovebethroughwith

me?Whylivelifefromdreamtodreamanddreadtheday

whendreamingends.

Ms:’tmean…IsawyourlightonandIclimbedup

the…

S:What?

M:Icouldn’tsleep,andIwantedtothankyouforhelpingme

getthejob.

S:Oh,,…youarevery

’I’dbetter

…Um,webothhaveabigdaytomorrow.

M:,,whenwewere…whenwe

were…whenyouthoughtIwastheDuke…yousaidthaty