Разработка музыкально-драматического проекта "All you need is love" на основе произведений англоязычной литературы
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Горшкова Елена Алексеевна

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All you need is love

Действующие лица

Приключения Тома Сойера (Марк Твен)

Бекки

Том

Пигмалион (Б. Шоу)

Элиза Дулиттл

Хиггинс –

Ромео и Джульетта (У.Шекспир)

Джульетта

Ромео

Няня

Звучит музыка The Beatles “Love me Do”.
На сцене Том Сойер и Бекки Тетчер
.

Becky: What’s that?                          

Tom: Why, engaged to be married.

Becky: No.

Tom: Would you like to?

Becky: I reckon so, I don’t know. What is it like?

Tom: Like? Why, it ain’t like anything. You only just tell a boy you won’t ever have anybody but him? Ever, ever, ever, and then you kiss, and that’s all. Anybody can do it.

Becky: Kiss? What do you kiss for?

Tom: Why, well, they always do that.

Becky: Everybody?

Tom: Why, why, everybody that’s in love with each other.

Том шепчет что-то Бекки на ухо.

Tom: Now you whisper it to me. Just the same.

Becky: I love you.

Том целует Бекки.

Tom: Now it’s all done, Becky. And always after this, you know, you ain’t ever to love anybody but me, and you ain’t ever to marry anybody but me, never, never and forever. Will you?

Becky: No, I’ll never love anybody but you.

Tom: And you choose me and I choose you at parties, because that’s the way you do when you’re engaged.

Becky: Oh, it’s so nice. I never heard of it before.

Tom: Oh, it’s ever so jolly! Why, me and Amy Lawrence….

Becky: Oh, Tom! Then I ain’t the first you’ve ever been engaged to!

Звучит музыка Paul McCartney “Momma Miss America”.

На сцене Элиза Дулиттл и Хиггинс.

                                                                                       

HIGGINS
[in despairing wrath outside] What the devil have I done with my slippers? [He appears at the door].

LIZA
[snatching up the slippers, and hurling them at him one after the other with all her force] Take your slippers; and may you never have a day's luck with them!

HIGGINS
[astounded, he comes to her]. What’s the matter? Get up. [He pulls her up]. Anything wrong?

LIZA
[breathless] Nothing wrong--with y o u. I’ve won your bet for you, haven’t I? 

HIGGINS
Y o u won my bet! You! Presumptuous insect! I won it. Why did you throw these slippers at me?

LIZA
Because I wanted to smash your face. I'd like to kill you, you selfish brute. [She crisps her fingers frantically].

HIGGINS
[looking at her in cool wonder] The creature is nervous, after all.

LIZA
[gives a suffocated scream of fury, and instinctively darts her nails at his face] !!

HIGGINS
[catching her wrists] Ah! would you? You… cat! Sit down and be quiet. [He throws her roughly into the easy-chair].

LIZA
[crushed by superior strength and weight] What’s to become of me?

HIGGINS
How the devil do I know what’s to become of you?

LIZA
I'm nothing to you--not so much as them slippers.

HIGGINS
[thundering] T h o s e slippers.

LIZA
[with bitter submission]
Those slippers. I didn’t think it made any difference now.

A pause. Eliza hopeless and crushed. Higgins a little uneasy.

HIGGINS
[in his loftiest manner]
Why do you behave like this? I treated you badly?

LIZA
No.


HIGGINS
I am glad to hear it. [He moderates his tone]. You’re tired after the hard day.. Will you have a glass of champagne? [He moves towards the door].

LIZA
No. [Recollecting her manners] Thank you.

HIGGINS

[Reasonably, going to her] Listen to me, Eliza. All this irritation is purely subjective.

LIZA
I don’t understand. I'm too ignorant.

HIGGINS
Nobody's hurting you. You’d better go to bed like a good girl and have a little cry and say your prayers. You’ll feel better.

LIZA
I heard y o u r prayers. "Thank God it's all over What am I fit for?


HIGGINS
[enlightened, but not at all impressed]
Oh, that’s what’s worrying you, is it? [He thrusts his hands into his pockets, and walks about in his usual manner, rattling the contents of his pockets, as if condescending to a trivial subject out of pure kindness. She looks quickly at him: he does not look at her, but examines the dessert stand on the piano and decides that he will eat an apple]. You might marry, you know. My mother could find some chap for you. [He bites a large piece out of the apple, and munches it noisily.
Eliza again looks at him, speechless, and does not stir].

The look is quite lost on him: he eats his apple with a dreamy expression of happiness, as it is quite a good one.

LIZA

I sold flowers. I didn’t sell myself.

HIGGINS
[slinging the core of the apple decisively into the grate] You needn’t marry the fellow if you don’t like him.

LIZA
What else am I to do?

HIGGINS
What about your old idea of a florist's shop? Come! You’ll be all right. ……. I'm devilish sleepy. By the way, I came down for something: I forget what it was.

LIZA
Your slippers.

HIGGINS
Oh yes, of course. You shied them at me. [He picks them up, and is going out when she rises and speaks to him].

LIZA
Before you go, sir-- Do my clothes belong to me? 

HIGGINS
[shocked and hurt]
Is  t h a t  the way you feel towards me?

LIZA
I want to know what I may take away with me.

HIGGINS
[very sulky]
You may take the whole damned houseful if you like. Except the jewels. They’re hired. [He turns on his heel and is about to go in extreme dudgeon].

LIZA
[drinking in his emotion like nectar, and nagging him to provoke a further supply. She takes off her jewels].
Will you take these to your room and keep them safe? 

HIGGINS

[furious]
Hand them over. [She puts them into his hands]. If these belonged to me instead of to the jeweler, I'd ram them down your ungrateful throat. [He perfunctorily thrusts them into his pockets, unconsciously decorating himself with the protruding ends of the chains].

LIZA
[taking a ring off] You bought me this ring in Brighton. I don’t want it now. [Higgins dashes the ring violently into the fireplace, and turns on her so threateningly that she crouches over the piano with her hands over her face, and exclaims] Don’t you hit me.

HIGGINS
Hit you!  You’ve made me lose my temper.  I prefer to say nothing more tonight. I am going to bed.

LIZA
[pertly] You’d better leave a note for Mrs. Pearce about the coffee; for I won’t tell her.

HIGGINS
[formally] Damn Mrs. Pearce; and damn the coffee; and damn you; and damn my own folly. [He slams the door savagely].

Eliza smiles for the first time; expresses her feelings by a wild pantomime in which an imitation of Higgins's exit is confused with her own triumph; and finally goes down on her knees on the hearthrug to look for the ring.



Звучит музыка Sarah Brightman “Alhambra”.

На сцене Ромео и Джульетта.

    [A hall in Capulet's house.]                                                    

   
ROMEO

   O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright!
It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night
Like a rich jewel in an Ethiope's ear;
Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear!
So shows a snowy dove trooping with crows,
As yonder lady o'er her fellows shows.
The measure done, I'll watch her place of stand,
And, touching hers, make blessed my rude hand.
Did my heart love till now? forswear it, sight!
For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night.


ROMEO

    [To JULIET]

    If I profane with my unworthiest hand
This holy shrine, the gentle fine is this:
My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand
To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.


JULIET

   Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much,
Which mannerly devotion shows in this;
For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch,
And palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss.


ROMEO

   Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?


JULIET

   Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer.


ROMEO

   O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do;
They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.


JULIET

   Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake.


ROMEO

   Then move not, while my prayer's effect I take.
Thus from my lips, by yours, my sin is purged.


JULIET

   Then have my lips the sin that they have took.

ROMEO

   Sin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged!
Give me my sin again.


JULIET

   You kiss by the book.


Nurse

   Madam, your mother craves a word with you.


ROMEO

   What is her mother?


Nurse

   Marry, bachelor,
Her mother is the lady of the house,
And a good lady, and a wise and virtuous
I nursed her daughter, that you talk'd withal;
I tell you, he that can lay hold of her
Shall have the chinks.


ROMEO

   Is she a Capulet?
O dear account! my life is my foe's debt.


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