| The only way to get what you want…
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| …is to become a human yourself!
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| Ariel:
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| (Gasps with excitement) Can you do that?
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| Ursula:
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| My dear, sweet child,
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| That’s what I do…
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| It’s what I live for.
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| To help unfortunate merfolk,
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| Like yourself…
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| Poor souls with no one else to turn to…
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| (singing) I admit that in the past I’ve been a nasty
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| They weren’t kidding when they called me, well, a witch
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| But you’ll find that nowadays
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| I’ve mended all my ways
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| Repented, seen the light and made a switch
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| True?
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| Yes!
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| And I fortunately know a little magic
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| It’s a talent that I always have possessed
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| And dear lady, please don’t laugh
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| I use it on behalf
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| Of the miserable, the lonely and depressed
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| (Pathetic)
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| Poor unfortunate souls
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| In pain
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| In need
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| This one longing to be thinner
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| That one wants to get the girl
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| And do I help them?
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| Yes, indeed
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| Those poor unfortunate souls
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| So sad
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| So true
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| They come flocking to my cauldron
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| Crying, «Spells, Ursula please!»
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| And I help them?
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| Yes, I do Now it’s happened once or twice
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| Someone couldn’t pay the price
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| And I’m afraid I had to rake 'em 'cross the coals
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| Yes, I’ve had the odd complaint
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| But on the whole I’ve been a saint…
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| To those poor unfortunate souls
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| Ursula (spoken):
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| Now here’s the deal
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| I will make you a potion that will turn you into a human
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| For three days, got that? |
| three days.
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| Now listen this is important before the sun sets on the third day
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| You’ve got to get dear old princie to fall in love
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| With you that is he’s got to kiss you,
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| Not just any kiss the kiss of true love
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| If he does kiss u before the sun sets on the on the third day
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| You’ll remain human permanently
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| If he doesn’t you turn back
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| Into a mermaid and you belong to me.
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| Sebastian (spoken):
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| No Ariel!
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| Ursula (spoken):
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| Have we got a deal?
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| Ariel:
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| If I become human…
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| I’ll never be with my father or sisters again.
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| Ursula:
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| That’s right
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| But, you’ll have, your man. |
| (laughs slyly)
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| Life’s full of tough choices, i’nnit? |
| (laughs slyly)
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| Oh!
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| And there is, one, more, thing!
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| We haven’t discussed the subject of payment.
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| Ariel: But I don’t have any —
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| Ursula:
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| I’m not asking much.
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| Just a token, really!
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| A trifle!
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| You’ll never even miss it What I want from you is. |
| ..
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| …Your voice.
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| Ariel (spoken):
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| My voice?
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| Ursula (spoken):
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| You’ve got it sweet cakes
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| No more talking, singing, zip
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| Ariel (spoken):
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| But without my voice, how can I —
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| Ursula:
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| You’ll have your looks!
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| Your pretty face!
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| And don’t underestimate
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| The importance of … body language!
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| Ha!
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| The men up there don’t like a lot of blabber
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| They think a girl who gossips is a bore
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| Yes, on land it’s much preferred
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| For ladies not to say a word
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| And after all, dear, what is idle prattle for?
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| Come on, they’re not all that impressed with conversation
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| True gentlemen avoid it when they can
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| But they dote and swoon and fawn
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| On a lady who’s withdrawn
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| It’s she who holds her tongue who gets her man
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| Come on, you poor unfortunate soul
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| Go ahead!
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| Make your choice!
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| I’m a very busy woman
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| And I haven’t got all day
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| It won’t cost much:
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| Just your voice!
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| You poor unfortunate soul!
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| It’s sad,
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| But true!
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| If you want to cross a bridge, my sweet
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| You’ve got to pay the toll
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| Take a gulp and take a breath
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| And go ahead and sign the scroll!
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| (Flotsam, Jetsam, now I’ve got her, boys)
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| The boss is on a roll
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| This poor unfortunate soul…
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| Beluga sevruga
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| Come winds of the Caspian Sea
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| Larengix glaucitis
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| Et max laryngitis
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| La voce to me Now, sing!
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| ARIEL
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| Aah…
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| Keep singing! |