Scene 4: Lines Flashcards
[End of “I think I’m gonna like it here”]
Where is Everybody?
[Enter the room, give coat to DRAKE]
Hello everybody.
GRACE: Welcome home, Mr Warbucks.
It’s good to be home
DRAKE: How was your flight from Chicago?
Not bad, only took eleven hours. Grace?
GRACE: Yes, sir?
Messages?
GRACE: President Roosevelt wants you to call him at the White House
I’ll get back to him tomorrow
GRACE: Mr Warbucks…
Alright, good to see you all again
SERVANTS: Sir.
Drake, dismiss the staff
DRAKE: Yes, Sir.
And Grace, if you’ll get your notebook… Who is that?
GRACE: This is Annie, Mr Warbucks, the Orphan who’ll be with us for Christmas.
That’s not a boy! Orphans are boys!
GRACE: I’m sorry, sir, you just said “Orphan,” so I chose a girl.
Well I suppose she’ll have to do. Annie, huh? Annie what?
ANNIE: Oh, I’m just Annie, Mr Warbucks, sir. I haven’t got any last name. I’m sorry I’m not a boy.
Not at all, I couldn’t be happier. Grace, we’ll start with those iron ore shipments from… Toledo to… What are we supposed to do with this child?
GRACE: It is her first night here, sir.
Well, Annie. I guess we ought to do something special on your first night. 💡 Would you like to go to a movie?
ANNIE: Gosh, Mr Warbucks, I’ve never been to one.
Then you’ll go to the Roxy. And then an Ice Cream Soda at Rumplemeyer’s. And then a hansom cab ride around Central Park!
ANNIE: Golly!
Grace, forget about the dictation for tonight. Instead, you take Annie to the movies.
ANNIE: Aw, gee. (1)
Something the matter, Annie?
ANNIE: It’s just that… Well… I thought you were going to take me.
Oh no, I’m afraid I’ll be far to busy tonight.
ANNIE: Aw, gee. (2)
Now Annie… I’ve just been away for six weeks. And when man is running a multi-million dollar corporation…
ANNIE: Oh sure, I know. That’s okay, Mr Warbucks.
Drake!
DRAKE: Yes, sir?
Get our coats.
ANNIE: Aw, Gee!
Grace, you’ll come too, of course.
DRAKE: Which car will you be wanting, sir?
The Duesenberg. No, wait. This child’s been cooped up on an orphanage. We’ll walk.
GRACE: Walk to the Roxy?
Why not, it’s only forty-five blocks!
GRACE: Yes, sir.
Ah, smell those bus fumes. There’s no air like the air of New York. Come on, you slowpokes! We gotta get to the Roxy before the prices change.
