Act Two Cue Lines (Scene 3) Flashcards
(21 cards)
The Seven Seas of Rhye!
Well, good morning, Gal! Or maybe I should use your full name– Galileo Gigolo.
I have to… Galileo Gigolo? You really think so?
Oh yeah.
Scaramouche, I have to go! Oz was calling to me about Buddy and the others! There were cops and the cages made of lazers and…
Gal, believe me. There is nothing, and I mean nothing, more boring than people wanting to describe their dreams to you.
But that’s what I do, I’m the dreamer.
Trust me on this… it kills relationships stone dead. The day a guy wakes up and says, “ it was so random… there was this rabbit in a bowler hat cooking an omelet.” That’s when love dies.
Scaramouche, I’m sure of it. The bohemians are heading back across the Seven Seas of Rhye, back to the Hard Rock Cafe.
I know.
I think they’re… What?
I know. The cops have sent the Bohemians home.
It’s like we’re soulmates, kindred spirits, spilt-aparts…
Gal, I didn’t have any dream. I’ve just reversed the polarity on one of Khashoggi’s micro transceivers. I’ve been monitoring Police Headquarters.
Wow, you sure know how to make a guy feel inadequate.
Aww! Let me make it up to you.
No, Scaramouche! I have to go back to the Hard Rock Cafe.
Yeah, right. Duh. That’s clever because there’s no chance this might be a trap?
I have to risk it.
Don’t be dumb. There could easily be cops all over the place. I should go, not you.
No, I still haven’t found what I’m looking for. This is my fight.
Excuse me? How do you work that out?
Because I’m the Man! Britney Spears said so.
Exactly. Which is why it’s stupid for you to risk your life. I’m dispensable. You stay here.
Oh yeah, like I’m really going to let my chick go fight my battles for me!
Let your chick? Excuse me, but at what point in this relationship did you take the sexist pill?
Why does everything have to be a fight with you? I thought you said you’d mellowed out?
Well, I haven’t!
Well,it’s starting to irritate me.
Oh no! My heart just broke.
Oh, you are such a pain with this constant female assertion thing!
Fine! Then I guess we know where we stand.
Yes, we do!
Which, it would seem, is not together!
If you say so!
Right! From now on our relationship is purely professional; we have a job to do and we’ll do it– that’s it.
Suits me.
So… you’re breaking up with me?
Looks that way, Babe.
Cause if that’s the case… we are never, ever, ever, ever getting back together.
Fine! We’re fighters now–not lovers– and it’s time for me to save Rock ‘n’ Roll! I’m heading back to the Hard Rock!
Well, so am I! But if when we get there, you get caught and the dream is lost, and the kids are enslaved till the end of time, you’re going to feel really dumb, that’s all.
