orlando pops orchestra
tell me on a sunday [from song and dance]
ANDRE:     Your public needs you!  FIRMIN:     We need you, too!  CARLOTTA:     (unassuaged) Would you not     rather have your     precious little     ingenue?  ANDRE/FIRMIN:     Signora, no!     the world wants you!      (The MANAGERS adopt their most persuasive attitudes)  ANDRE/FIRMIN:     Prima donna     first lady of the stage!     Your devotees     are on their knees     to implore you !  ANDRE:     Can you bow out     when they're shouting     your name?  FIRMIN:     Think of how they all     adore you!  BOTH:     Prima donna,     enchant us once again!  ANDRE:     Think of your muse . . .  FIRMIN:     And of the queues     round the theatre!  BOTH:     Can you deny us the triumph     in store?     Sing, prima donna, once more!      (CARLOTTA registers her acceptance as the MANAGERS continue to cajole and the OTHERS reflect variously on the situation)  RAOUL:     Christine spoke of an angel . . .  CARLOTTA:     (to herself, in triumph)     Prima donna     your song shall live again!  ANDRE/FIRMIN:     (to CARLOTTA)     Think of your public!  CARLOTTA:     You took a snub     but there's a public     who needs you!  GIRY:     (referring to CHRISTINE)     She has heard the voice     of the angel of music . . .  ANDRE/FIRMIN:     (to CARLOTTA)     Those who hear your voice     liken you to an angel!  CARLOTTA:     Think of their cry     of undying     support !  RAOUL:     Is this her angel of music . . .?  ANDRE:     (to FIRMlN)     We get our opera . . .  FIRMIN:     (to ANDRE)     She gets her limelight!  CARLOTTA:     Follow where the limelight     leads you!  MEG:     Is this ghost     an angel or a madman . . .?  RAOUL:     Angel or madman . . .?  ANDRE/FIRMIN:     (aside) Leading ladies are a trial!  GIRY:     Heaven help you,     those who doubt . . .  CARLOTTA:     You'll sing again,     and to unending     ovation!  RAOUL:     Orders! Warnings!     Lunatic demands!  GIRY:     This miscasting     will invite damnation . . .  ANDRE/FIRMIN:     Tears . . . oaths . . .     Iunatic demands     are regular occurrences!  MEG:     Bliss or damnation?     Which has claimed her . . .?  CARLOTTA:     Think how you'll shine     in that final encore!     Sing, prima donna,     once more!  GIRY:     Oh fools, to have flouted his warnings!  RAOUL:     Surely, for her sake . . .  MEG:     Surely he'll strike back . . .  ANDRE/FIRMIN:     Surely there'll be further scenes -     worse than this!  GIRY:     Think, before     these demands are rejected!  RAOUL:     . . .I must see     these demands are rejected!  MEG:     . . . if his threats     and demands are rejected!  ANDRE/FIRMIN:     Who'd believe a diva     happy to relieve a chorus girl,     who's gone and slept with the patron?     Raoul and the soubrette,     entwined in love's duet!     Although he may demur,     he must have been with her!  MEG/RAOUL:     Christine must be protected!  CARLOTTA:     0, fortunata!     Non ancor     abbandonata!  ANDRE/FIRMIN:     You'd never get away     with all this in a play,     but if it's loudly sung     and in a foreign tongue     it's just the sort of story     audiences adore,     in fact a perfect opera!  RAOUL:     His game is over!  GIRY:     This is a game     you cannot hope to win!  RAOUL:     And in Box Five     a new game will begin . . .  GIRY:     For, if his curse is on this opera . . .  MEG:     But if his curse is on this opera . . .  ANDRE/FIRMIN:     Prima donna     the world is at your feet!     A nation waits,     and how it hates     to be cheated!  CARLOTTA:     The stress that falls upon a     famous prima donna!     Terrible diseases,     coughs and colds and sneezes!     Still, the dryest throat     will reach the highest note,     in search of perfect     opera!   MEG/GIRY:     . . . then I fear the outcome . . .  RAOUL:     Christine plays the Pageboy,     Carlotta plays the Countess . . .  GIRY:     . . . should you dare to . .  MEG:     . . . when you once again . . .  ALL:     Light up the stage     with that age old     rapport!     Sing, prima donna,     once more!  PHANTOM'S VOICE:     So, it is to be war between us! If these demands are not     met, a disaster beyond your imagination will occur!  ALL:     Once more!  (Taken directly from script)