[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 cla** 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!
(Gustave Plays a Song on the Piano)
[RAOUL]
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?
(A doorman arrives with a note)
[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!