#ah damn it I was gonna give him a cane and I forgot it

[meteor-moon]

the invisible man? more like the visible man.

laugh track

analysis under the cut cause its long-ish (also spoilers for the book)

i think the ending of the invisible man is insane. i haven't read the book in a bit so i may get things wrong, but to my understanding, griffin is killed by a mob that kemp summons.

griffin is a terrible person- i think that goes unsaid. he has a god complex, he's a sociopath, he's a murderer, etc. he probably deserved to die (although i did like him so it made me a little sad).

what i find interesting is that the mob was scared. this man is running rampant and you can't see him, you don't know if you'll be next in his hurricane of chaos. so you round up a bunch of people, you try to end him- and you do.

fear, however, is a dangerous thing. it causes you to revert back to instinct. so this mob is many people against one, and they viciously beat griffin to death. they don't really notice the damage that they're doing- both because of his invisibility and also the adrenaline- until it is too late.

in a sense, they stoop to his level. they're scared of a murderer so they, themselves, become the murderers.

it's almost like the message is that there aren't really good people- there aren't bad ones either. there are good actions, there are bad actions, and people are made up of all those. sure, some make better choices than others but in the end, people will fight tooth and nail for their survival, because that is our instinct.

i also could be looking too much into it but i really enjoyed that book.

[trixeraptops]

My second ever commentary post how fun

This time it's Enola Holmes 2

This is a live reaction so there is no context, suffer.

Warnings for swearing and all capsAnyways let's hop in the carriage and travel back to Victorian(?) England.

Ooh letter burning for the logo fun

Ok I doubt any of this is true don't lie to me bitch

Why is she running away from the police?What did she do

I will say she looks good

Yeah you should explain and I do remember you

Oh yay she opened a detective agency

Awww she kept Dash how cute

But didn't she give it Sherlock in the end of the last movie?

She forgot how sexist and ageist her time period is lmao

Hah they all just want Sherlock221B!!!!!

Trying not to draw attention, blows up a mailbox

Tewksbury is champion for change and progress I love it

Girl you have time for a little distraction you fucking tsundere

Chrysanthe-mum

Oh her agency is already shut down

2who is it

Aw a little girl she's so. Cute I love her scarf

Ooh the cinematic shot

Enola looks so out of place lol

I hope this is pro Bono I don't think this girl has much

Enola don't look so put off, not everyone is rich as you

Ew rat

We weren't sisters in the usual way, love that

It soesnt mean anything to the Lil one but to Mae it clearly does

Aw this is so sweet

The game is afoot Jesus your finding a missing person not hunting one

Changed her name to Hilda

They're looking for disease at the entrance omg

Bruv you're gonna get yourself and bessie in trouble bruv

That was smart tho

Ooh torn pages that's sus

She stole the pages?

Oh that woman has such a soft voice it's so pretty but I can't hear her

Mae definetely knows somethingMae was involves in the theft o.o

Haha 'young lady I'm afraid I'm married'

Damn she's in a bar and it's fucking rowdy in here

Mae is a showgirl isn't she?

She is

That was a fun jaunty number

The missing worked with Mae as a showgirl

Jesus Mae

Lol fake knife

False bottom! I knew she was a top lmao

It's a sappy romance poem

She ran away to marry someone didnt she?Ooh drama

Dun dunbdun mysterious blurred fellow in the background

Ew he's following her

He hid but he's very loud what is cane made of metal?

Sherlock! He's drunk

Lol roasted

His bullshit tips are everything

Now sh I'm thinking you should write that down

You shouldn't get so drunk ehen you have no way home write that down

Wait is she gonna live with her brother or is this is a John reveal?

Jesus christ he's really fucking observant even when drunk and hungover

I don't need tour help! But I'm still taking the food you offered

Don't speak with a mouthful

Tewksbury!!!

Ooh she sits where he walks to work so they can run jnto each other.

She looks so upset after making a joke

That was so awkward lmao

Feel a need?

It's a coded poem! Open mouth

She's so excited

You didn't have to say you don't sew bruv we get it your not like other girls

I doubt this case will get media coverage

The doors open o.o

Suspecious...But not as sus as her for breaking into someone's house

Oh this shows a struggle and abandonment

MAE she's dead!

This case just got alot more interesting

Inspector!

It'd mr.clangy

Sarah is wanted oof

Oh he tried to be respectful but superintendent is a bitch

I hate this guy I'm calling him mr.clangy forever now

Lestrade is so fucking calm, your boss just got punched in the gut

Hah he doesn't remember you bruv

Just a friendly visit cause your sis is running away from the cops

I cant I can't, maybe I can

He's such a fangirl omg

Damn she roof hopping

Shit she almost fell, she gone die

Wait what the fuck

Enola Holmes is turning all the men in England trans lol

I wonder if the cases are related

Wait Moriarty maybe?

I'm a slut for BBC Sherlock so forgive all the speculation that's purely based on BBC Sherlock, I know they aren't related

He has this walk

Grail

Immediate recognition lmao

AH VIOLIN

Enola looks weirded out

You tell Sherlock! She made it bout herself, she wants media attention not to help

Haha callback

He just walks past them lmao

I think Poppy might be a chick but I could be wrong

A hat! Dun dun dunnn

A TAPER CROWN HAT I KNEWBTHEY WERE RELATED

It's not a date it's a place!

Williams for reds not a Poppy at all

I'm going to a ball yay! Ew

Smh Enola

I love her cloak

Her dress is so pretty

Why is the music so sus when they light the cake

Lol the chaperone

She keeps forgetting what her society is like

Bitch you live here how do you forget this shit

He's actually leading Sherlock in a dance lmao

Oh she gone get caught

Tabitha Timothy lol

Fan language!!! Oh thats so clever and cute!

But she doesn't know fan language hahaha she immediately messed up

Omg Tewkesbury

Of course he's doing something with plants

This is so weird and cute i love their little relationship

Haha I love her

You're a man when I say soShe's such a bitch

She's a natural at dancing or maybe just with Tewksbury

What does that mean lmao

Don't touch the ginger cake!

Wait dance cards are an actual thing lmao

ID the writing ON SIGHT

TSUNDERE

jealous bitch

Cicely seems nice, she complimented Enola even if she had an outdated dress

Dislocated and I'll scream, ICON

He knows Bessie!

Ooh a secret meeting how funBunch of random letters returns

ITS MORIARTY OMG OMG

I LOVE THIS

I hope their as gay as the BBC

Oh my lord JUST SAY ITS ABOUT YOUR CASE

Not the police barging in

She gave him her evidence! How sweet

Cecily is the only one who looks concerned for her everyone else is making fun of her

Keep silent Enola!

Shut up mr.clangy no one likes you

Oh no he's gonna kill Bessie isn't he :(

His job is to kill match girls who are needling out the corruption?

Sexist

Oooh mr.clangy stopped Sherlock from getting her

Oof

POLICEMAN IS HIDING HIS HAND

Those fingerprints are blurry at best

Ohmygod I was typing the last line then Sherlock kicked a fucking sign and scared a cat

It's the jujitsu woman!

It's ok you can say it

Ew I don't like how that guard looked at Enola

Wtf whyd they push her into the center?They're gonna hang her? Or beat her? What?

IS IT HER MOM?!

No its jujitsu lady

AND HER MOM

Prison break bitches

Her mom really likes bombs huh

Carriage chase carriage chase

Theure giving people typhus or something

He's gonna jump on isn't heNot anymore lol

Mr.clangy you bitch stop shooting st them

You go girl

Holy shit he just broke their wheel

I hope the horses are all right

Probably are they disappeared with the crash

Fuck off you bitch

I LOVE THEM, I LOVE THEM OMG

HOLY TRINITY INDEED

DAMN HE GOING FOR THE KILL

THE CARRIAGE IS A BOMB

Genius

Aw they changed her into new clothes how nice

Her mother is initiating boy talk

He ain't my Boi

I love that's she's acknowledging her part in Enola self isolating

She's encouraging her to get allies ♡

I love these women

She just winked? Why?

Get a haircut as your parting word lmao

I knew it

They're killing the match girls by giving them typhus through the MATCHES

FUCK YES

And Sarah figured it out

She and Mae were expirementing eith it

Genius

They tested flies, mice, plants

Extraordinary I love them

She went to Tewkesbury!!!

His flat is filled with flowers and plants ♡♡♡♡

I love him

Yay their allies

Jealous bitch

IS CECILY SARAH?!

Shut up you awkward bruv

SHE IS

I FIGURED IT OUT MOTHERFUCKER

To be fair they spelled it out

TEWKESBURY YOUR NOT EVEN COURTING AND YIU DAID ILY

She sent Ily to William too

OHMYGOD I LOVE THIS

SHE HIT HIM

AAAHAHHHHHHH SHE RETUREND FEELINGS OMG OMG OMG

We live we laugh we love

Just tell em your a lord, I am, then they'll believe you omg

Sherlock!

The contempt in their voices I love this sibling dynamic

I knew they were connected I KNEW

Is that guy dead

He is

Mr.clangy

Moriarty is dead :(

Haha Tewkesbury

It's a set up!

Is Moriarty actually alive

He is

Ooh William thankyou for golding onto that

It's a letter isn't it

Nope map

Dora Dora Dora the explora

He can't fight lol

She's just beating him up until he pussies up and fights her

AH THEY KISSED

After she punched him multiple times lol

They're so cute

Secret treasure

SARAH!

She was wearing a wig this whole time damn

Uh oh they have to tell her he's dead

Aww poor Sarah ♡

Ew mr.clangy

BESSIE NO

YOU GO BESSIE BITE HIS ASS

SHERLOCK NO

Tewksbury is getting fucked up

Ooh but he's got a sword now

Fuck off clangy

Did Sherlock just kill someone?

How many bullets has he got? It's a small gun can't be too many

HAHA HE RAN OUT FUCK YOU CLANGY

ENOLA NO

Retractable knife for the win!

Ah shit she got knicked in the head real bad

Yes Tewkesbury fuck him up and get your girl

Shit clangy is dead Enola full ass killed him

Now that murder charge is valid

Sherlock you dramatic bitch

THE SOFT VOIXE WOMEN IS MORIARTY

WHAT A TWIST

I LOVE THIS

Go off queen! Tell him, dick him down verbally

Society creates yet another villain

For now at least, love thatOh no is the bad guy gonna win?

He paper burning is beautiful though

But the movie isn't over yet

Revolution!

Shut up boss man

Sometimes an inspiring speech doesn't work

At least not right away

Yiu go Bessie I love you girl

This is amazing I love this

I think this music was at the end of the other movie too

She runs her agency out of the fighting place now :)

Holmes and Holmes ♡♡♡♡

But I glad she refused

The running write that down gag ♡

They're gonna meet with jne another ♡

Ah they're so cute

MORIARTY ESCAPED O.O

I love them so much

Ohhhh the true part was Match Girl Strike that makes more sense

I thought I heard of match girls before

ENILA GOT HIM A FLATMAYE LMAO

IS THIS JOHN

IT IS OMG OMG OMG

I LOVE THIS SO MUCH

♡♡♡♡/5 I loved this movie

[fearfulkittenwrites]

“Just a normal night”

Inspired by @s-mscott​ - link for the art, please check it out!

Word count: 2832

Notes: HEY. THIS IS JUST BEEN SITTING ON MY FILES FOR THE LONGEST TIME AND I COMPLETELY FORGOT ABOUT IT DKJFHAKJHAKJDFH. Anyway, it's a long time coming. The writing probs isn't as neat or as good as the latest uploads bc of that, but... idk. Hopefully it's good! I couldn't bring myself to edit it again, sorry about that. I hope you can enjoy it anyways and please go check out the artist, @s-mscott​!

“Guys?” Dick asked, on his tiptoes as he rummaged through every cabinet in the huge kitchen “Hey are we out of cereal? I can’t find my Lucky Charms anywhere.”

“I think so.” Jason answered “I ate the last of the Lucky Charms last night.”

“Yep.” Tim said, popping the ‘p’ as he slid through the countertop, landing a bit behind Dick “I had the last of the frosted flakes two days ago.”

“Froot Loops?” Dick asked.

“I had those.” Duke answered “Sorry.”

“Fruity Pebbles?”

 Cass raised her hand, looking at the ground.

“Reese’s Puffs?”

“I finished the box yesterday.” Damian announced, crossing his arms as he leaned against the marble sink.

“Damn.” Dick murmured and pouted as he closed the cabinet’s door “I’ve been craving cereal today.”

“We can always go get some.” Jason shrugged.

“At three in the morning?” Duke asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Actually, four.” Jason corrected, putting up a finger “And yeah, why not? I mean, we had a hard patrol tonight, and if Dick wants some cereal, I say let’s go get some cereal.”

“It’s four in the morning, Todd.” Damian said.

“I mean, the closest Walmart is open 24/7.” Tim interfered.

“You can’t be seriously considering this, Grayson.” Damian frowned at his older brother.

“Why not? I’m not sleepy anyways.” Dick crossed his arms and shrugged.

“Yes!” Jason hissed “Late night adventures with the baby bats. Let’s roll!” He clapped his hands once, and started to walk out of the kitchen, his siblings following him to the garage.

“Oh wait!” Dick said “Let’s ring up Bruce and see if there’s anything else we need.”

“Bold of you to assume he’d know what we need.” Tim interfered.

“Yeah, well, it’s worth a shot. Plus, do any of us really want to wake up Alfred to ask him?” Dick said, taking his communicator out of his pocket and placing it in his ear “B? Have a sec?” He asked

“Nightwing. What’s wrong?” Came the answer, Batman’s raspy voice flowing through the device.

“Oh, nothing’s wrong. We’re going to take a quick trip to the supermarket, I wanted to ask if you need anything.”

“... At four in the morning?”

“Yeah. Do you need anything?”

Bruce sighed.

“We’re running out of the coffee blend that Tim likes. Alfred the cat’s favorite treats have been gone since last week, and Cass’ favorite ice cream is done. Oh, buy Duke that soda he likes, I drank the last can. Also, Jason’s cookies and that brand of chips you like, we ran out of those. Oh, and buy something with Iron in it, I’m worried that Damian might not be getting enough.”

“Like spinach?” Dick said, writing it down on his phone’s notes.

“Yeah, that’ll do. Ah, and we’re a little low on milk.”

“Okay. Will keep that in mind. Thanks B, have a nice patrol.”

“Please don’t give the papers any headlines.”

“You got it, B. Bye.”

He placed the device back on his pocket.

“Okay, there’s a lot of stuff to buy, so let’s get going. I’ll drive.”

“Shotgun!” Jason yelled.

“We’re taking the S.U.V., one of you will need to ride in the trunk.” Dick said.

“I’ll go.” Cass’ eyes twinkled. No one could understand why she was always so fascinated with the idea of riding in the trunk, but she seemed to find it fun and all of them thought that her excitement was cute.

“Alright then.” Dick smiled, ruffling her hair. Her grin grew wider, and Duke set her hair straight again before they got into the car.

“Hey, can I play my music?” Tim asked from the backseat.

“Don’t force us to listen to the atrocity Drake calls music, Grayson.” Damian complained, arms crossed “Let me play something.”

“Uh, I’d rather not listen to Mozart and Bach while we’re in the car.” Duke protested.

“It’s called classic for a reason, Thomas.”

“Doesn’t matter, bat-brat.” Jason said “I’m with him on this one. Besides, universal car rules, shotgun DJ’s.”

“Since when?” Tim asked.

“Since now.” Jason said, plugging his phone in.

“Uh, I don’t think so.” Dick took the cord from him “According to ‘Supernatural’ rules, ‘Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cakehole’. So that’s mine.”

“No one else watches this show Dickhead!” Jason pulled the cord back.

“Doesn’t matter, because I’m older!” Dick pulled it back again.

“Age is just a number!” Tim pushed himself to the front seat and took the cord back.

“Great point Drake!” Damian pulled him back by his waist, stealing the cord from him too.

“Hey, stop with the fuss, I’m gonna crash the car!” Dick said.

“Maybe we should just play Beyoncé...” Duke suggested. The car went silent for a while.

“Okay.” Dick said “Put on ‘Single Ladies’.”

“No. ‘Halo’ is her best.” Damian complained.

“Uhm, no way? I’m playing ‘Drunk in Love’, and that’s it.” Tim shot back.

“Are you crazy? Play ‘Formation’.” Duke interfered.

“I like ‘Run the World’...” Cass said quietly from the trunk.

“Yeah, okay,” Tim murmured “We’ll play that.”

The girl smiled as the first notes from the song filled the car.

There weren’t many cars in the parking lot, which was expected. They picked up two carts, and Dick hopped inside the one Jason was pushing.

“Dude!” Duke started “You’re in your mid-twenties!”

“Leave me alone, I nearly sprained my ankle today.” Dick stuck his tongue out. No one else questioned anything beyond that. The employees simply sighed, used to the two older brothers and their antics.

“Hey Parker.” Jason greeted the nighttime security guard.

“Hey. I see you two brought the whole gang tonight.” He answered.

“Yup.” Dick smiled.

“So this is a regular thing for the two of you?” Duke asked.

“Are you really surprised, Duke?” Tim shot back.

“No. Not really.”

“Okay. First stop, Bruce said we need to get Tim’s coffee.” Dick exclaimed, looking at the list.

Jason led the way, Dick grinning like a child on the cart, Cass quietly following as she pushed their second cart, Duke making friendly conversation with her while Tim and Damian kept bickering right behind them.

“Oh, wait!” Dick held on to the metal bars “We’re right next to the cookies and Bruce said we’re out of your favorites, Jay.” He looked up.

“Alright, a little detour then.” Jason turned them around, quickly grabbing his treats “Anyone wants anything else from this aisle?”

“But... We don’t need anything else from the aisle.” Duke pointed out.

“Um, we have a billionaire’s credit card?” Tim said “Bruce won’t freak out if we buy a few extra things.”

“Uuuh, they have those koala shaped cookies!” Dick hopped out of the cart “How many do I get?”

“I want one.” Cass said.

“Chocolate or strawberries?”

“Uh… I want both.” She answered.

“Okay, one each for the lady, two strawberries for me...”

“I want a chocolate one.” Tim said.

“Me too.” Damian asked.

“Oh, just take twenty boxes, ten of each flavor.” Jason interfered, dumping them on Cass’ cart “We’ll share later.”

“Oh my God, those are expensive!” Duke said, exasperated.

“Yeah. So?” Jason shot back.

“Bruce is a billionaire, bro. He won’t mind.” Dick said, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder.

“Yeah, well, it’s easy for you guys to say it. You grew up like that. It’s kinda hard to accept this when you aren’t used to having so much.” Duke answered, scratching his neck.

“Hey, I get that feeling lil’ bro.” Jason tapped his back “I spent my childhood in Gotham’s streets.”

“Yeah. I mean, I grew up in the circus. I wasn’t used to the idea of getting brand new stuff instead of asking for hand-me-downs from our friends whenever I grew out of my clothes.” Dick interfered.

“But... Just think about it like this.” Jason got closer to him “We now can get everything we couldn’t in the past.”

Duke frowned. Jason nodded encouragingly.

“That... Doesn’t help.”

“I tried.” Jason shrugged. Dick hopped back in the cart “To the coffee aisle!” He exclaimed, pushing his brother around.

“Hang on.” Tim said “This is where they leave the energy drinks. Let me take some.”

“Why do you insist on drinking this crap, Drake?” Damian scowled, reading the label in one of the cans “If you have such a death wish, jumping in front of a train is a much cheaper, quicker alternative.”

“Shut up, little devil.” Tim picked up cans from his favorite brand.

“Jason, push me a little farther down the aisle, please.” Dick asked “They keep their iced teas over there.”

“Ugh, Grayson, you disgust me.” Damian rolled his eyes.

“Don’t be so judgemental Lil’ D.” He smiled, being pushed away by Jason.

As they examined the cans, Dick noticed he had attracted the looks of a middle aged man, a couple of steps from them. He was staring at his hoodie, that contained the frase ‘I love dick’ printed on it.

“Oh,” He exclaimed, smiling at the guy “My name is Richard. That’s why it’s funny.” The man nodded “I’m also queer as fuck, so that makes it better.” He added nonchalantly, and the man’s eyes widened “Okay Jay, I picked up all I wanted, let’s go back.”

“Alright you little shits, back to the coffee quest.” Jason said, leading the way once again. This time, they finally made it to the coffee aisle. Tim crouched down, looking for his favorite blend.

Cass got a little curious once she laid eyes on a colorful package on the top shelf. She picked it up and handed it to Dick.

“Read. Please.”

“This is an espresso roast. Here it says that it has notes of strawberry? Vanilla and... Sugar cane. Colombian coffee. Seems nice. Wanna take it?”

“Yes.” She nodded. Dick dropped it on his cart.

Cass wandered away, still looking at all of the coffee blends.

“Hey girlie,” A guy whistled at her, next to his group of friends “Nice ass.”

She squinted at them.

“Yo, asshole!” Tim screamed, getting their attention “That’s our sister!” He threw a bag of coffee beans at the guy’s face, causing his nose to bleed.

“Hey, who do you think you are?” One of them started to walk up to her brothers. Cass could tell that he wanted trouble, so she grabbed his arm and slammed his face against the shelf, so quickly and brutally that it barely budged, leaving the products unbothered, but the guy fell to the floor, disoriented. She stared at him.

“We are Waynes.” Damian answered, pacing towards them quietly, hands on his pockets “I suggest you apologize immediately for the troubles, if you wouldn’t want to get a hefty lawsuit for your harrasment.”

“Uh, sorry bro.” One of them started, a little scared “We didn’t-”

“Not to me.” He interrupted “To her.”

“We’re sorry, miss Wayne.” All of them mumbled.

“Now promise you won’t do it again.” Damian added.

“We won’t do it again.” They started at the floor, next to where their fallen friend laid down.

“Good.” He squinted “Help your friend up, and get out of my sight.”

They did as they were told, helping his friend walk straight again. As Cass headed back, Dick gently touched her arm, looking up at her.

“Hey, are you alright?” She smiled and gave him a thumbs up. He smiled back.

“Does this happen often?” Jason asked.

“Sometimes.” She shrugged “But they always say sorry after I break their nose.”

“Ayy, that’s our girl.” Jason praised “Alright, we got the coffee. Where to next?”

“Let’s see... Next item is Alfred the cat’s treats.” Dick said.

“Ha!” Damian laughed loudly “As if Alfred would eat the... peasant treats that this store offers. No. I’ve already bought the adequate brand from an online shop.”

“Okay...” Dick raised an eyebrow “Then... Cass’ ice cream is next, but I think we should leave that as the last item, so it won’t melt, which leads us to Duke’s soda because Bruce had the last can.”

“Let’s go then. I think that the cereal aisle is on the way, so we’ll get that first.” Jason said, pushing the cart around again.

“Which ones do we get?” Tim asked, looking through the shelf.

“Everything that has sugar.” Dick answered. His brother began handing him boxes, when they heard a small whisper.

“Oh my God, are those...?” A girl said to her friend, attracting the eyes of the siblings. The duo averted their gaze quickly. Cass frowned at them.

“Relax.” Jason smiled, placing an arm on her back “They’re probably just... Fans.”

“Fans?” She asked, still staring suspiciously at them.

“Yeah.” Dick shrugged “I mean, we’re not super stars, but we do hit the papers pretty often. A bunch of people know us here in Gotham.” The girls were looking again, and Dick gave them a small wave, making them giggle “See? Nothing to worry about.”

“Hum.”

“Hey there, ladies.” Jason greeted, a cheeky smile on his face “What brings you to this fine establishment tonight?”

“We ran out of energy drinks.” One of them answered “What about you?”

“Cereal.” Dick answered, lifting two boxes. They giggled again.

“Hey, um... can we maybe get a picture?” The girl asked “It’s just that... no one will believe us when we tell them about this.”

“Absolutely not!” Damian answered.

“Nah, don’t listen to the little brat.” Jason said “Go ahead.”

Dick held up the boxes again, smiling as Jason made a ‘crazy’ motion with his hands. Tim turned around as the photo was being taken, turning him into a blurr with tired eyes.

“Can we get some selfies too?” The other one asked, grinning.

“No!” Damian protested again.

“Of course you can!” Dick said “Duke, Cass, come here.” He called.

All of them gathered around the cart Dick was staying at, even Damian. He didn’t look so pleased as the photo was taken, but neither did Cass.

“Thanks. You guys really are nice.” The first girl said.

“Oh, you have no clue on how nice I can be.” Jason winked, making her blush “Tell you what, why don’t I give you my phone number and you can text me those pictures later, hm?”

“Sure.” The girl bit her lips as Jason scribbled his number on her wrist.

“You are such a flirt.” Dick rolled his eyes as the girls walked away.

“What, like you aren’t?” Jason snorted, pushing him away, looking for where they kept the soda.

“I think Cass didn’t like that interaction very much.” Tim whispered to his older brothers, who turned around to find a frowning baby bat. Jason chuckled.

“What’s wrong, sis?” She scowled at him “Oh, c’mon, don’t get jealous.” He threw an arm around her shoulder “You know you’ll always be our number one girl, but a guy has his needs. And sometimes, a guy needs a date.”

Cass pushed him away, rolling her eyes as Duke placed five soda cans on her cart.

“Why would you even drink this sugar filled monstrosity, Thomas?” Damian asked, reading the labels “Grandfather wouldn’t even feed his prisoners something as revolting as this.”

“Because, Bat-brat,” He said “We’re all entitled to enjoy at least one or two things that may ultimately be responsible for our deaths.”

“I suppose.” He murmured, lifting an eyebrow “You make much finer points than the rest of them. Father has been looking for heirs in the least suitable places, I assume.” He clicked his tongue “It’s a good thing I’m here to help.”

“Okay...” Duke answered, raising his eyebrows and averting his gaze. There was only so much strangeness that he could handle.

“Great, now we need to get my chips and spinach.” Dick stated.

“Spinach?” Tim asked “Why spinach?”

“B thinks Damian may have been needing more iron in his diet.” Dick shrugged.

“Aaw.” Tim said “That’s actually kinda cute. Do you think he ever worries about our diets?”

“Don’t be stupid Tim, of course he doesn’t.” Jason answered.

“He does.” Dick shot back “He worries about us, he just... Really, really, really, reaaaally sucks at showing it sometimes.”

“Potatoe, potatoe.” Jason murmured.

“Yeah, whatever. Keep me moving Little Wing, we have stuff to pick up and my tiredness is catching up to me.” Dick pointed forward.

“Sure. But the chips are in the opposite direction.”

“Well turn me around then, do you want me to look like an idiot?” Dick said, a little exasperated.

“I wish you had an off button sometimes.” Jason sighed as he made his way to the chips section.

An employee, mopping the floor with a bored expression, looked up from what he was doing when he saw the Wayne gang talking loudly. Dick tried to control his brothers from inside the cart, and had just told Jason to separate a fight between Tim and Damian. Duke and Cass snicker as they saw a bored, six feet tall Jason pushing his much smaller brothers apart.

“Yep.” The employee murmured to himself “Billionaires shopping at Walmart at four in the morning. Just a normal night.”

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[keelywolfe]

FIC: Some Sense of Normalcy ch.1 (baon)

Summary: It's Edge's first day back to work at the Embassy, but his job isn't the only thing on his mind. 

Tags:  Spicyhoney, Kustard, Established Relationships, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Mentions of Past Injury

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Part of the ‘by any other name’ series.

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Edge’s internal clock was accurate to nearly the minute. It was a rare day that his alarm actually woke him; normally he was awake minutes beforehand to shut it off before it could buzz and Stretch often teased him about it, asking why he even bothered to set it. Such was the difference between someone who never wanted to oversleep versus one who was committed to it.

Today was no exception to the alarm rule; being off work for a short time hadn’t reset his internal clock now that it was the day for him to return. But for once, Edge wasn’t reaching for his phone. Instead, he kept his sockets closed, his focus entirely on the warm, skeletal body snugged in his arms, as if perhaps he could draw out time and stay here in his bed with Stretch for a little longer.

Unexpectedly, the one to stir first was not him. Stretch let out a sleepy sigh and mumbled, “you’re gonna be late.”

“No, I won’t.”

“yeah, you will. unless you’re gonna skip a shower and coffee, and we both know what kind of mistake that would be.”

Yes, the kind that would make everyone else in the office suffer, either from surliness or stench. Edge wasn’t quite ready to concede the point and nuzzled a kiss against the top of Stretch’s skull. “The person in charge is never late.”

A soft chuckle and Stretch squirmed at the ticklish touch, shifting until he could rest his chin on Edge’s sternum to look up at him. A chance to gaze at Stretch always made for a lovely vision, even as exhausted as he obviously was.

After their discussion in the kitchen, surrounded with chickens as an impromptu audience, they’d stayed sitting together on the floor long enough for Edge’s leg to cease pulsing out operatic scales of pain and gone straight to a throbbing rendition of ‘The Marriage of Figaro.’ Once he’d struggled back to his feet, Edge had been forced to allow Stretch to handle the chickens, even Nugget in her planter, still nesting on her dubious egg.

Even through his discomfort, hearing Stretch joke that, ‘this isn’t usually what they mean when they say a bucket of chicken,’ sent a pulse of affection through him. Ridiculous jokes were always a good sign, for Stretch, if not for Edge’s sense of humor.

Dinner had been sandwiches, also made by Stretch, and they’d gone to bed early, and from the look of today, Stretch was feeling more his happier self. Except, appearances could be deceiving, especially when Stretch was trying to keep from being what he thought was a nuisance and what Edge considered giving loving support to his partner.

If Stretch was doing better, Edge wasn’t about to look a gift horse in the mouth, but neither was he about to let it come into the house and tromp all over their living room. Today was supposed to be his first day back to work at the Embassy and he’d stay home if Stretch needed him.

“How are you feeling?” Edge asked, seriously. He ran a gloved finger along the delicate rim of Stretch’s socket, lingering at the darkened half-moon beneath. Stretch leaned into the touch, his sockets falling half-closed.

“not terrible but not great,” Stretch said, frankly, with enough honesty to soothe some of Edge’s misgivings. “i have a video appointment with doc lee in a couple hours. i’m not feeling very public right now and she said if i was comfortable with it, it’d save me the bus trip downtown.”

“I think that’s a good idea,” Edge said softly.

“oh, yeah?” Stretch raised a brow bone. “glad to hear it, since she also told me to tell you she can schedule your appointment whenever you like.”

Ah. “Of course,” Edge agreed crisply. He would call her later in the day, schedule his appointment, of course he would. He gave Stretch a last, light kiss than got out of the bed, taking a moment to retrieve his cane. “If you have a few hours, then why don’t you go back to sleep for a while, love?”

Stretch only piled up the pillows, propping himself up against them with a contented sigh. “and miss the show? c’mon, handsome, let’s see what you’re wearing your first day back.”

Edge stopped halfway to the closet and gave Stretch a look that stated clearly that he was a brat. Then he remembered, “I forgot to mention, Bruno stopped by yesterday.”

That wiped away a little of Stretch’s smirk, replacing it with wariness. “oh, did he.”

“Mmhmm.” On his side of the closet, a garment bag hung unassumingly and innocent. Edge stripped away the bag and brought out its contents unobscured, holding it out so that Stretch could take in the full effect of the kilt with its jacket.

Stretch’s sockets went wide, his pale eye lights flicking from the outfit to Edge contemplatively, surely already playing out a mental movie in that clever mind of his how Edge would look in it.

“Interesting choice,” Edge said lightly. He smoothed a hand down the fine cloth, picking away an imaginary speck of lint. “A little formal for work, isn’t it?”

It was and it would likely draw unwanted attention. But Stretch chose it, Edge would be more than pleased to wear it for him and take a few stares as his due.

“yea, think it is, actually,” Stretch said slowly. His tongue flicked nervously across his teeth, “not exactly the same standard you set with those power suits of yours. might be better to save it for a special occasion.”

Or rather, an occasion where Stretch could bear witness instead of one with him buried into his office all day. He hid the smirk threatening to reveal itself and zipped the kilt suit back into the garment back with only a twinge of regret. “Perhaps you’re right.”

And perhaps a private viewing could be arranged in the near future.

A more sedate suit choice later and Edge hesitated at the side of the bed. He had enough time yet for coffee, but Stretch was right, he needed to hurry, or he’d be late for his first day back. And yet— “Can I call you on my lunch?”

“ain’t it ‘may’ you call?” Stretch drawled. His smile was softer. “babe, you don’t need to ask to call me. i’ll pick up, okay?”

“Okay.” Then he gave into temptation, pushed Stretch back into the rumpled blankets and took a kiss, trying without words to express the depth of his love, his concern, all the emotions wound up tight inside him.

He couldn’t say if he was entirely successful, but the gentle reflection of love in Stretch’s briefly heart-shaped eye lights was a good start.

“oh, hey, before you take off,” Stretch got out of bed, unselfconsciously naked, and went downstairs, leaving Edge to trail behind him as he tried not to stare at the tempting sway of Stretch’s bare shapely pelvis as he walked.

Of all things, Edge did not expect Stretch to retrieve a rumpled paper bag, about the size of a lunch sack. He held it out expectantly. “can you take this to janice? we did a craft thing the other day and oscar’s wasn’t dry yet so he couldn’t take it home. figured it might be safer for his mom to carry it than for him to run with ceramics, anyway.”

“Of course.” Edge took the bag, carefully tucking it around the contents, and added it to his briefcase.

One travel mug of coffee and his laptop bag later, and Edge headed out the front door, cane in hand. He hardly made it down the steps before he stopped with a scowl.

Red was standing by his car, hands tucked into his pocket and a grin on his face. It made his hackles rise, particularly considering the way Red handled the situation with Nugget. He wasn’t unappreciative of his brother’s efforts, but he couldn’t truly say he was exactly thankful, either.

Edge stopped several feet away and well out of arm’s reach, a long ago lesson learned when it came to those who could teleport. “What do you want?”

“good to see you, too, bro,” Red snorted. He was chewing on a toothpick and that alone was suspicious, that he wasn’t smoking one of his horrible cigars. Confirmed when he added, “here to drive you to work.”

“No,” Edge said immediately. “I’m perfectly capable of driving myself.”

“yep,” Red agreed.

“The doctor cleared me to drive as long as the distance wasn’t excessive.”

“sure did.”

“And I’ve driven several times since I’ve had the cast removed.”

“i know. gonna argue with me in front of the honey bun?”

Sure enough, when Edge glanced behind him, Stretch was peeking out the curtains curiously and he knew damn well that the chances of him hastily snagging a raincoat out of the front closet and coming out to see what was the problem was dangerously high. The very idea of arguing with his brother while his husband stood by naked beneath a coat while their overly interested neighbors looked on made him stifle a shudder of pure horror.

Edge gritted his teeth and went to the car, putting his case in the back. He went to the passenger side and stood by the door, looking at his brother directly, meeting that irritatingly amused crimson gaze with his own. “Why do you want to drive me?”

To have Red look away first was inconceivable, illogical. His crimson eye lights slid to the side, a fleeting expression of discomfort grossing his face. Edge took a cautious step towards him, “Brother?”

“need someone to have your back. get in the fucking car,” Red muttered.

Wordlessly, Edge did as he was told.

Red drove with a combination of careless skill and blue magic, disconcerting and impressive at the same time. He wove through traffic and more than once, Edge bit back directives that would only open him his brother’s mocking. Backseat driving was a great deal more enjoyable with Jeff and far more likely to actually have results.

It was right after Red sped through the very tail end of a yellow light that he said. “you sure you’re ready to wade back into the shit?”

Edge gave his brother a narrow look. “Of course I am.”

“yeah? got that psych eval scheduled already, didja.” That was unexpected. For all that Red was more likely to sacrifice an arm to satisfy Papyrus’s obnoxious dog than to schedule a therapist appointment of his own, he’d never mocked or derided Sans and Stretch for doing so. In fact, he never really discussed it at all, less an elephant in the room and more a blue whale crammed inside, tail tucked behind its head.

“Not that it’s any of your business,” Edge told him coolly, “but not yet. I’d planned on doing it today.”

“yeah, you do that.” It sounded suspiciously like an order. Honestly, this was giving him an entirely new perspective on Stretch’s irritation with his brother’s obsession with his mental health.

Red said nothing else as he drove, the irritating twang of the country station he’d chosen filling the silence. His brother dropped him off directly at the entrance, parking in such a way that allowed the car to act as a barricade against the protesters that lined the sidewalk across the streets. A quick glance confirmed that while some of the signs had changed in the aftermath of the California attack, the message certainly hadn’t. There were enough mentions of dust to make any person crave a glass of cool water and to give a Monster nightmares.

He turned away and went inside, leaning on his cane a little heavier than he would have preferred. His mobility scooter was supposed to be delivered today and as much as that was supposed to ease his travels, Edge couldn’t say he was looking forward to learning how to use it in the Embassy hallways.

“Morning, Edge.” The security Monster didn’t look up from the screens, most displaying camera angles from outside and in, and one showing what appeared to be reruns of ‘I Love Lucy’. A believable façade of disinterest, one that Edge knew was tested from time to time by his own brother. If hostiles believed security was lax, they didn’t put in as much effort to thwart it, it was a technique they’d used back in Snowdin on their own house and out in the woods against XP hunters, tricking them into bypassing the obvious traps only to step into the better concealed ones.

Details might change, but their techniques worked, no matter what Universe they were in.

Edge nodded in greeting and swiped his badge, heading to the elevators. By the time he was nearly to his office, a trek constantly interrupted by greetings and well-wishers, Edge was very much looking forward to using his scooter even if he made him appear like a castoff Tony Hawk impersonator. His leg was aching furiously and consistently, there was probably still some residual swelling from yesterday.

Once he was in his office, he could put it up, he told himself, even as he struggled not to be curt while another Monster offered delight at seeing him back.

The sight of his office door had never been such a relief and Edge only nodded distractedly at Janice’s greeting, limping into his own office.

He nearly fell to the sofa with a sigh of relief, propping his leg up on the arm. The angry throb of pain began to ease almost immediately, dulling down to bearable. This was starting to become a concern, he might need to—

“Edge?” He startled, clenching his fists against the sudden surge of his magic even as he cursed himself; he hadn’t even noticed Janice following him in. She stood just inside the door, asking cautiously, “Are you all right? Can I get you anything?”

Motherly concern surrounded her almost like an aura, her long ears high and alert. Edge almost refused, then changed his mind. “There should be an ice pack in the freezer, if you don’t mind?”

She retrieved it hastily and helped him settle it between the straps of the splint. The cold was immediately soothing, and Edge sighed in relief, letting his head drop back on the sofa arm. He opened a socket to find Janice watching him with the expected concern. She didn’t try to hug him, she was far too professional for that, but the urge was vividly obvious.

Edge reached out and lightly patted her arm, “I’m fine, the walk took more out of me than I expected.”

That seemed enough and relief filled her soft brown eyes, “Of course, it is a bit of a jaunt up here. Can I get you some coffee?”

“Please,” Edge said gratefully. Not only for the coffee itself but for a chance to gather himself without an audience.

She returned all too soon with a cup and set it on the table, saying, “I would have been by to see you at home, but I didn’t think you’d like an audience.”

That was one thing to be grateful for, considering the outfits he’d been forced to wear while convalescing. “I appreciate that.”

“I knew you would. Besides, it isn’t as if we didn’t speak enough between emails and messaging.” She straightened and professionalism settled over her like a shield. “Speaking of which, let me get your schedule for the day. It’s a light load to start, per Asgore, of course.”

“Of course,” Edge repeated wryly, “Ah, before I forget, here, I brought this for you.”

He pulled the crumpled paper bag out of his briefcase, handing it over. Janice opened it curiously. She took out what was perhaps supposed to be a coffee cup, if it were made by someone who’d had it described to them by Salvador Dali and then exposed the results to absurd amount of radiation. It was lumpy and lopsided, the handle managed to be both entirely too large and also positioned where it couldn’t be comfortable held. The colors could be best described as ‘muddy’ and worst as a visual nightmare rained down upon a ceramic that had already seen its fair share of suffering in its short life.

Janice held it up appraisingly and gave Edge an oddly gentle smile, “Thank you. You did a wonderful job.”

Realization hit and embarrassed heat rose in his face with the force of an explosion, spreading all the way to the top of his skull. “No, no,” he sputtered out, “your son made it with Stretch and the other children, I was only delivering it!”

“Oh, thank heavens,” Janice almost sagged in relief, pressing a furry hand to her chest, “I was worried you’d hit your head, too. It’s lovely, of course, but from you I’d expect something a little more…” she hesitated, and Edge raised a brow bone as she settled on “…precise.”

Fair enough.

“Yes, well, as fascinating as this has been, let’s get to work,” Edge said crisply.

“Of course, let me bring in your schedule.” She bustled out and while she was gone, Edge made his way to the desk, carrying along the ice pack. He settled it back into place as he sat in his office chair and the simple act of signing into his computer was nearly as soothing as the ice.

By the end of the day, his leg would surely be singing another tune, but for now, he was focused on getting back to work.

Back to normal, one painful step at a time.

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tbc

[malakhai-ozera]

Oh, Christmas Tree 🎄 || Khoman

Discord text thread featuring: Khai Ozera and Roman Beckett​

When: December 8th 2020

Mentions: ​Landon Davies

Description: Khai and Roman get drunk and put up their Christmas tree.

Trigger Warnings: - Feels 🥺

❝𝓡✮м𝕒𝐍 ❜❜ “Oh Christmas Treeee, Oh Christmas Treeee!!! I really don’t knoooooww the words to thee!” Roman sang out as he pulled the cookies from the oven, far from burnt since Khai had been the one closely watching the time. “These smell fabulous.” Of course Ro had on a nice green Christmas sweater, only underwear paired with it, and Santa sock booties. It was definitely a fashion statement, but at least this time he didn’t feel like he had to wear an apron. “Baaaaaabe!” He called out while reaching for his wine glass, and stumbling with it over to the counter so he could get yet another refill. They were both already buzzed, and enjoying some Christmas music while putting up their first tree together. Exciting. Ornaments were next after they tried some cookies.

ღ 𝕂HAI ღ Khai could hear Roman singing from the living room and he laughed to himself. God, how was this man this adorable all the time? His smile was stretched from ear to ear as he placed their box of ornaments onto the couch and headed to the kitchen. His Santa hat sliding down on his head practically covering his eyes as he pushed up the sleeves on his red candy cane sweater. God, they were so gross, but they just had to be festive. “Yes, love?” he grinned as he saw Roman practically gliding across the kitchen into the counter for more wine. “Those smell delicious” he chuckled. Making his way over to his roommate and booping his nose before leaning against the counter to keep himself sturdy. “Should we cheers to our first tree together?” he asked. Looking around for a moment to try and find his glass. “Ah, shit. I forgot my glass” he laughed. Pushing off the counter and stumbling to the living room to grab his glass before coming back and crashing into Roman with a giggle. “Okay. I’m ready” he laughed again.

❝𝓡✮м𝕒𝐍 ❜❜ Roman sat his wine back down while Khai ran to get his own glass, using the opportunity to start waving a place mat over the tray of cookies in and attempt to cool them off. He then took a spatula, and moved them one by one to a plate so they could firm up. “Okay, okay — I’m ready as well.” Roman nodded, and then grabbed his glass to hold it up in Khai’s direction. “To us, our amazing apartment, our friendship, and our first tree.” Roman toasted with a wide smile, looking into the other male’s eyes while he clinked their glasses together, and then took another sip of the dark liquid. “Okay. Wanna try a cookie??” The taller asked, full of excitement.

ღ 𝕂HAI ღ There was no way he was ever gonna be able to stop smiling, not tonight. He had been so excited for this all day, and now that they were finally doing it. He was just so ecstatic. Lifting his glass he clinked it to Roman’s with a nod. “I couldn’t have said it better myself, babe” he beamed. Sipping from his glass before nodding his head again. “Mmm, yes. They look so good.. and look at you getting them all set up.” His cheeks were actually starting to hurt from how much he was smiling, but luckily the wine kept him from caring. His hand moving to rub the center of Roman’s back as the other sat down his glass and reached for a cookie. “You want the first bite?” he asked. Holding the cookie out toward Roman’s lips before licking his own as he watched him.

❝𝓡✮м𝕒𝐍 ❜❜ Roman let out a low moan of satisfaction when he felt Khai start to rub his lower back. God, that felt nice, and the smaller knew it too. After all, he had to live with Ro complaining about his back pretty consistently anyway. The actor smirked when he was offered the first bite of cookie, eyes darting from Khai’s caramel colored eyes, down to the baked good by his lips. These were pretty strong in THC, they really only needed half per person, but Roman leaned in to take a giant bite anyway, throwing a tight lipped grin as he chewed away with a happy hum.

ღ 𝕂HAI ღ Listen. Khai absolutely loved making Roman feel good. In fact, he got highly jealous when he wasn’t the one doing so. Which only made him want to pamper and take care of his roommate even more. His fingers rubbing small tender circles along Roman’s spine as he watched him take a bite of the cookie. “Is it good?” he asked, lifting his brow curiously as he licked his lips. Just hearing the way Roman hummed was enough incentive for him to pop the remainder of the cookie straight into his mouth though. Damn, that was good! His whole body felt so giddy, but maybe that was just because he was with Roman. How could he not be giddy in his presence? He leaned forward and pressed a soft peck to Roman’s lips and then picked up his glass of wine again. “Come on, baby. Let’s go decorate the tree” he smiled. Lacing their hands together and leading him into the living room.

❝𝓡✮м𝕒𝐍 ❜❜ "So good." Roman admitted while chewing slowly, giving Khai a tight lipped grin as he swallowed his bite, and watched his roommate eat the rest of it. That really shouldn't be something that was attractive...watching someone eat, but alas, Ro felt extremely hot just from observing things entering Khai's mouth. God, that was weird to say out loud, wasn't it? The taller smiled when he was given a quick kiss, and then followed his lover back to the Christmas tree, ready now to finish decorating with both of the combined ornaments they'd managed to find tucked away in their storage boxes in the hall closet. "God, I haven't seen so many of these in so long. I've moved around so much, I haven't really been able to do a tree." He admitted while opening his box of old ornaments, and pulled out one Landon had made him in grade school. It actually made him tear up a bit, remembering that this had been his first gift from a friend, one he had desperately tried so hard to take good care of.

ღ 𝕂HAI ღ This was such a coupley thing for them to be doing. Decorating a Christmas tree together and sharing their old memories. It warmed Khai’s heart to say the least. It was like he couldn’t even take his eyes off his roommate as he watched him pull out the first ornament. “I know, it’s been so long for me too. I mean, my dad always put one up for my sisters. But he never let me help” he shrugged. Then after getting kicked out at sixteen everything just seemed to go downhill from there. His eyes lit up as he watched Roman though, and he offered him a genuine smile. “What’s the story with that one?” he asked, pointing to the ornament in his lovers hands. Resting his chin on Roman’s shoulder as he stood behind him and took in all the detail and love that was put into making it.

❝𝓡✮м𝕒𝐍 ❜❜ Roman smiled when Khai walked up behind him, and asked about his ornament. He smelled so good, like aftershave, wine, and weed. What was better than that combination? There was a also a scent that was just purely Khai, one that made him genuinely want to melt into the ground like butter. That was cheesy, but oh so true. They’d both been through so much, and still managed to bump into each other, like a missing puzzle piece. “This one was made by Landon actually.” He informed the smaller, holding it up so that they could both see it better. “As you know, he was my first ever friend, and this was the first ever present someone gave me outside of my parents. I’d never known what it was like to really have a friend before.” He admitted before turning to smirk, and press a kiss to Khai’s cheek.

ღ 𝕂HAI ღ Sharing moments like these with Roman  were rare and far between lately. So it was easy to say Khai was melting right into the tone of his roommates voice as he explained the ornament. A soft smile outlining his features as he felt the kiss being pressed to his cheek. “This one should definitely go up first” he nodded. Reaching for the ornament and taking it from Roman’s hands. “To lasting friendships that turn into family” he said softly as he turned to hang the bulb on the tree. Smiling widely as he found the perfect spot and then turned  his head back to Roman for his opinion. “It’s perfect right?” he asked. Opening his arms out wide as if to praise the tree having its first ever ornament on it. “I love it” he beamed proudly, before accidentally knocking the ornament off the tree when he brought his arms back down. “Oh fuck!” he gasped. Dropping to his knees in hopes of finding it still in one piece. No such luck though. The bulb had shattered and so did Khai’s heart as he stood back up to see the expression on Roman’s face. “I’m so sorry.”

❝𝓡✮м𝕒𝐍 ❜❜ Roman smirked as he watched Khai put up the ornament after saying it should be first, nodding with the other male said it was perfect. “Yea-“ Ro began to respond, his mouth dropping as soon as the ornament did, watching as the blessed keepsake shattered on the floor. His chest started to rise and fall, feeling like it was becoming harder to breathe, even after Khai apologized. It was just an ornament, he knew that deep down, but it didn’t make the fact that it wasn’t replaceable any easier. “Fuck, Khai...” Roman ran a hand over his face, trying not to get irrationally mad despite all the liquor he’d drank.

ღ 𝕂HAI ღ To be honest, it quite literally felt like someone had punched right through his chest, and was now squeezing the life out of his heart as he watched Roman’s reaction. He knew he had just broken his heart into a million pieces, and there wasn’t a damn thing he could do about it. “Babe... I’m so sorry. Fuck, I’m such an idiot” he shook his head. Leaning back down to pick up the pieces and trying to piece them back together in his hands. “Look, I can fix it” he tried to encourage him. But it was obvious there was no way of fixing it back to the way it was. “See, I can fix it” he repeated as he moved closer to Roman. Reaching out with one of his hands to squeeze his lovers shoulder reassuringly. “Okay? It’s gonna be okay. I’ll make it better.”

❝𝓡✮м𝕒𝐍 ❜❜ Roman sniffed as he felt tears start to prick at his eyes, something that made him almost angrier than the broken ornament. He hated crying in front of anyone, and now it was about so much more than Khai breaking something he loved. He was being vulnerable, somehow a level of transparent that he’d yet to be with Khai. He didn’t like showing signs of weakness, and the way the smaller was trying to make him feel better about this was even more overwhelming. Anyone could have made this mistake, especially Roman, who was the world’s biggest klutz, but he wasn’t thinking clearly. “Don’t.” His voice broke, lightly pushing the other male away, because he could feel his anxiety rising to all new levels. He was drunk, now also high, and he probably looked like a giant baby.

ღ 𝕂HAI ღ The last thing Khai had expected was for Roman to push him away. He stood there kind of dumbfounded as he just looked at his best friend for a moment. “Roman, it’s okay. I promise, I’m gonna fix it” he tried to reason with him again. His own eyes glossing over now as he could see the hurt all over Roman’s face. Honestly, he didn’t know what to do. He had never seen Roman cry before, and this whole situation was just breaking his heart. All he wanted to do was hold Roman in his arms and make it better. But he couldn’t do that, and now Roman didn’t even want him touching him. “I...” he went to speak again but just shook his head instead. “I promise I’ll fix it” he kept repeating. Pulling his bottom lip between his teeth to keep himself from crying as well. This was supposed to be a happy night together and here he was ruining it. “I’m so sorry. Please forgive me” his voice trembled. Trying once again to pull Roman into his arms.

❝𝓡✮м𝕒𝐍 ❜❜ Genuinely, Roman could feel his heart breaking even more at the way Khai was completely breaking down in front of him. It was enough to snap him out of whatever little meltdown he was having to reach out, and cup the other’s face in his massive hands. Why had he been so fucking mean over an ornament? Clearly there was a lot there he needed to unpack, that he’d yet to really discover about himself, because he refused to look at it. Khai was the closest person to Roman right now, so of course the actor was going to take everything out on him. “No. Don’t be sorry, I’m sorry.” He said firmly, and then dropped his hands to Khai’s shoulders. “It’s not even about the ornament, I jus’...I guess I’m a little more fucked up than i thought i was...” he looked into the smaller’s eyes with an apologetic expression. “I was being an asshole, and you don’t deserve that.”

ღ 𝕂HAI ღ When Roman reached up to cup his face, Khai instinctively flinched. He didn’t mean to, because he knew Roman would never hit him. But his emotions were raw, and he knew he fucked up. He wouldn’t blame his best friend one bit for hitting him. He broke something very dear to him, and his heart right along with it. Once he realized Roman was apologizing though, he shook his head. “No, it’s okay. This meant a lot to you” he replied. His eyes shifting up to meet Roman’s as he continued to speak. “Then what’s it about?” he asked a bit confused. Setting the pieces of the ornament down onto the coffee table before placing both his hands around Roman’s cheeks. “You know you can always talk to me babe. I’m here for you” he assured. Pulling Roman closer and wrapping his arms around him in a loving embrace. “...and I promise I’ll be more careful” he added as he stroked Roman’s hair.

❝𝓡✮м𝕒𝐍 ❜❜ Roman wrapped his arms around Khai, and buried his face against the side of his neck when he was pulled into an embrace. He was so embarrassed, and wished desperately that he could just rewind a bit, and pretend like everything was okay. He was so good at doing that on the daily anyway, so why was he struggling so bad now? All he knew for sure, was he really didn’t want to talk about all the reasons he was fucked up right now, not when tonight was supposed to be special. “I dunno, I’m jus’ — I know you know how I feel.” The taller’s pulled back just enough to look into those intensely warm eyes he loved so much. “We’ve both been through a lot. It’s bound to catch up sometimes, right?”

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Diverging Jealousy: Dante

The second part of the Jealousy Imagine first inspired by an ask/request. This is from Dante’s perspective and will be a parallel partner piece to V’s perspective. Trying out this idea of writing through their eyes as opposed to solely from the Reader’s. Fingers crossed that you like it aha.

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Dante: “Whoops! Watch your head, Mr. Poetry.”

He nearly cleaved off his own client’s head swinging away at a demon that also happened to try to bite the mysterious man’s head off clean. Luckily, V possessed impressive reflexes, ducking under and away from the sword’s path with grace. As soon as the demon fell and V composed himself, he naturally grimaces at Dante with disdain. The enemy could have been dealt with just as easily with a tactful warning, but it was clear that the red coat-wearing man was not compelled to such consideration. And he’ll admit it, Dante was beginning to dislike his client, due to how close V was to you. Instead of voicing this, however, he felt greater satisfaction in annoying the hell out of the tattooed man.

Dante half-expected V to retaliate in some sort of way, instead the dark-haired devil hunter dashes away from him. Curious, he looks up to see a group of demons descending right above him, claws and fangs pointed right at him. With a curt laugh, he squats down ready for a big leap to jump headfirst into them. He loses his footing and suddenly falls over!

Dante: “What the he-!?”

The son of Sparda finds himself lying on the ground, yet his entire body is moving, sliding over the asphalt. After further inspection, he notices that his shadow is pulsating?

Dante: “You demon-summoning son of a-!”

“AHA HAAAA!!”

The familiar shriek of Griffon cuts him off, the flying familiar swooping in, knocking all of the demons off their course. The impact forces them to remain mid-air, the surprised cries filling the air. From Dante’s shadow leaps forth another of V’s demons, the black panther-like creature uses the legendary devil hunter’s shoulders to gain momentum and successfully flies towards the horde. It changes form again to that of a spinning blade, slicing them to the brink of death. Still on the ground, he watches in awe as the demons are suddenly pierced through in their slow descent by what appears to be spectral blades. The head of each of the blades looking an awful lot like the head of a cane a certain someone carries. Dante sees the mysterious V in the air above him, noting that his hair has turned white that matches his own. With a wave of his hand, the demons dissipate to white ash, falling around V in his landing like stardust.

Damn, that was cool. V lands right in front of Dante who remained sitting in place. The man’s hair and tattoos revert back to their inky hue as he turns to regard him, a ghost of a smirk on his lips. Dante did not like that arrogant look at all.

V: “Apologies. I wanted to ensure that you were not in the way when I cleared the wave. We cannot afford any...collateral damage, after all.”

The veteran hunter was quick to get back on his feet, opening his mouth to cuss out the man until he sees you hop down next to them. Your blade and clothes were dripping with demon blood and you wore a satisfied smile full of adrenaline. Dante couldn’t lie, you looked badass and fucking attractive. He almost completely forgot about his frustrations towards V admiring the energetic glow you exuded until you walked up close to the man and that’s when his expression fell.

You patted V on the chest, the exposed part of his tattooed skin right at the opening of his leather coat and your hand lingered.

You: “Not bad, V. With moves like that, you might’ve been able to bend me over something fierce back when we first met.”

Dante did not just hear that.

V: “Hm. That’s a tempting image.”

The skinny bastard was flirting with you and you are laughing with him?! The sound of the joy you found in V’s charm affected Dante terribly. You begin to withdraw your hand from the slender man’s chest but was stopped when he catches your wrist in his hand. V’s eyes held your own and you felt yourself forgetting how to breathe for a moment.

V: “You are most impressive yourself. If time permits it, I would very much like to learn from you.”

Ah, come on! The “teach me” line? There’s no way in hell you would fall for that-

You: “Let me read some Blake with you and we’ll call it even.”

V: “I’ll allow you to borrow Shadow as a headrest for comfort as we get along as an added bonus then.”

You: “Shadow wouldn’t mind that?”

V: “Not at all. One would say that your company would be desired greatly.”

Are you serious?! Dante felt himself fall into total dismay. He firmly believed that the bond that you two shared was an unspoken reservation for something possibly more. He respected the fact that you refuted his advances in the past in favor of work but that was only because he was under the impression that you had no one else in your sights and that he was the closest man to you. Yet he sees this, you blatantly welcoming another man’s advances. Another man you hardly knew. Another man that Dante himself introduced you to.

A growl threatens to escape from his throat, but he reigns it in, suppressing it with a faux chuckle. The sound brings the other two’s attention back to him. He strides up to them both, donning the most confident expression he can muster despite the growing pain in his chest.

Dante: “Alright, alright. Enough with the chit-chat. We have a job to do.”

This made you gently pull away from V’s hold, slightly alleviating the strain pulse in Dante’s heart. He could always count on you to focus when on the job.

You: “Yeah, we still got some ground to cover before we reach the tree. The demons are doing a great job at slowing us down. I’m gonna look ahead and make sure the coast is clear.”

Dante: “Sounds like a plan, partner.”

With a nod, you move to scout ahead when Dante calls out to you.

Dante: “Hey.”

You: “What is it?”

Dante: “......”

He knew what he wanted to say so why couldn’t he say it? The words, however, were caught in his throat. It was such an easy thing to say even in front of other people. So then say it, Dante. You know you always have me, partner. And this job is nothing without you.

Dante: “Don’t go running off to the target without me.”

Your brows quirk. You both know the protocol, don’t go pulling any “big damn heroes” bullshit, it didn’t need to be said. When you two fought, you did it together. You figured it was just him being snide and cocky again and scoff, a tiny grin on your face.

You: “Whatever you say, boss.”

With that, you left the two men with each other. Dante shakes his head, mentally beating himself up. The one time he had to be real, and he took the coward’s way out, using business as his excuse. His cool eyes lift up to meet V’s who witnessed the exchange. Judging by the expression on his face, Dante suspected that V knew he was acting weird. Dante decided then, if he couldn’t say it to you aloud at that moment, he would at least establish his intent with the competition. He walks past V.

Dante: “I don’t share.”

V: “And what exactly are you referring to when you say this?”

Dante: “Don’t play dumb with me. You’re a smart guy. Just figured I’d give you a warning and a chance to walk away while you still can.”

An unnerving moment of silence between them.

V: “I can’t do that. Not this time.”

Dante didn’t look or turn back to argue or question, accepting the challenge. If that’s how it’s going to be then he was determined to win you over. He’ll set aside his pride, his jealousy, if it brings him closer to you than anyone else. Such a contradicting way of looking at it. But he’s going to actually try hard for this one. For you. ‘Cause damn. You are worth it.

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I NEED TO GET TLJ OFF MY CHEST SO HERE WE GO (Spoilers obviously)

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH MY GOD

RIAN

FUCKING

JOHNSON

SIR YOU ARE FUCKIN MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

I WENT BACK AND FORTH S T R O N G LY BETWEEN LOVING AND HATING CHARACTERS LIKE W O W

Start to finish here we go alright that force bond shit i was verrrryyyyy skeptical like ummmmm what BUT just because we hadn’t seen it before doesn’t mean its not interesting also I understand why it was added because they keep portraying the two of them as the strongest with the force and they both represent light and dark so it makes sense that there would be a connection that strong

Snoke literally called Kylo a child in a mask like call him out please

Poe my beautiful fighting son I ADORED HIS CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT he went from best pilot in the galaxy to the next leader of the rebellion and actually LEARNED from his mistakes which was evident when he stopped Finn from going to help Luke and y’all that was good shit that was quality character development and the way Leia looked at him was AH i loved it(Also the look after he wasn’t chosen to be the leader while they were still under attack was PRICELESS)

Okay Leia flying with the force was the cheesiest shit I’ve ever seen but tbh I secretly love it and I know in my heart Carrie Fisher had a hand in that scene happening

RIP general Akbar he will be missed

The scene in the dark side of the island.....tbh I don’t know how to feel about it it so we’re gonna move on

ROSE MY BEAUTIFUL BABE I LOVE HER SHE’S A LITTLE LOVE STRUCK ENGINEER AND REBEL FIGHTER THROUGH AND THROUGH AND I LOVE HER SO MUCH

The casino was SO cool I really liked how they dealt that card like yes they make money by selling shit to the First Order but also to the Rebellion these people aren’t choosing sides they’re just in it for the money...also I want to know it the red flower guy would have actually been significant like t b h but I have a feeling DJ will be back just a feeling

I really like that it was all set within a retreat scene like it was a limited amount of time that they had and that this was all going down it really kept up the tension and gave it all such a cool feel

PURPLE HAIR WOMAN I’ll learn her name soon enough but I had mixed feelings for the whole damn time like i loved her i hated her then i loved her again she was so cool but she could’ve just told them here plan like Poe would’ve gone with it

I guess force ghosts have tangible canes specifically for whacking dumb ass jedi with and can also control weather?

OH MY GOD THE LIGHT SPEED SCENE WAS THE MOST INSANE THING I HAVE EVER SEEN IN MY WHOLE LIFE

the whole theater was dead silent.  like, all you heard were little laughs of absolute disbelief, I legitimately forgot how to breathe for two seconds and then I was DYING THAT WAS A SHOT THAT WILL FOREVER BE INGRAINED IN MY HEAD AND I AM COMPLETELY OKAY WITH IT

When Kylo and Rey teamed up to fight I was LIVING I’m not the biggest fan of Reylo, it just aint my cup of tea, but DAMN was that a good scene and the LIGHTSABER TO SNOKE WAS THE MOST GENIUS THING IN CINEMA LIKE DAMN S O N RIAN YOU OUTDID YOURSELF

Finn facing off with Phasma was a battle to be remembered

“You were always scum” “Rebel Scum.”  A LINE I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR

RIP Phasma man I was hoping she would last longer

BEN SOLO IS A POWER HUNGRY LIL SHIT

They split a light saber in half.  legitimately.  IT WAS AMAZZAAAAAAANG

SALT PLANET HOOOOOLLLYYYYY SHIT CRATE WAS FUCKING AWESOME

CRYSTALFOXESCRYSTALFOXESCRYSTALFOXESYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES

okay the purest thing in that movie was when Finn and Rose crash into the base and BB-8 comes out with them and POE STARTS SCRATCHING THE FRONT OF HIS SPHERE LIKE  A DOG AND I ABOUT CRIED HE LOVES THAT DROID SO MUCH

LUKE MOTHER FUCKING SKYWALKER ASTRAL PROJECTED HIMSELF IN A TANGIBLE FORM LIGHTYEARS ACROSS THE GALAXY AND IT WAS FUCKING ASTOUNDING that little shoulder brush tho the s a s s

His death was so appropriate.  Just.  So peaceful, he honestly deserved it.  I absolutely loved that scene I cried sad and happy tears at the same time

Chewey flew the falcon like nobody’s business and I adored him

REY AND FINN’S REUNION WAS SO SWEET AND GOOD LIKE THANK U FOR THAT RIAN THANK YOU

So the whole fandom is obsessed with Reylo rn and tbh go ahead I don’t give a damn but y’all are sleeping on the cutest first interaction between Poe and Rey and I saw that and I knew a ship was about to be born and so it was like just t h i nk about it especially if its a poly relationship with poe/rey/finn like y a l l

YOU SHUT THAT DOOR ON HIM REY YES BABE

Were there flaws? yes.  But was it good?  Oh F U C K YES.  Rian Johnson, well. fucking. done.  You pushed the limits, made some major changes, and gave us something we have never seen on star wars.  My respect it through the roof.

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We don’t believe what’s on TV - Chapter 18

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Resume: I had an ordinary life, or that’s what I wanted to believe. I lost myself in the TV series that I listened to forget the normal boring life. What I didn’t know, however, was that my life would change completely overnight.

Finding myself in 2013 at Beacon Hills County.

This will be a Stiles x Reader but only further in the story

In this chapter: Revenge, anger and fear. I don’t want to be scared anymore. But why do I feel so angry?

Word count: 2837

A/N: ahhh sorry for the day late! I was so uncertain about this chapter, lost my motivation for a while but got it back, thanks to my friend and best beta reader @maddie110201 who cheered me up! (I don’t want to sound I don’t know… childish? But I would love to hear your thoughts about this chapter and the story overall, you don’t have too but it would give me more motivation to write the next chapter faster and make me really happy!)(and none of the gifs are mine)

“Are you sure you want to participate?” Scott worried as we headed for the next class once the plan had been perfectly organized and after the nurse examined me again. I was going to take a subscription to the infirmary if it went on, or people were going to think I was beaten.

“Absolutely sure. I can’t continue to be afraid. I don’t want to be afraid.” I confessed to him, my eyes sincere. "I don’t want to stay behind and whine. I may not have claws or fangs or superhuman strength, but I can surprise you. ”

Scott looked at me, intrigued and finally nodded. I knew he didn’t like me to be involved in the plan, but he wanted to give me a chance. And I promised to watch out and run as soon as something bad happens. I also had a plan on the defense level, someone well trained and human who could teach me when a break would arise in my busy life.

As we entered the classroom, Scott received a text message and smiled, showing me the picture on his cell phone, making me smile as well.

Everything was ready.

Deep inside me, I knew I shouldn’t. I shouldn’t have encouraged this revenge, let alone participate in it, I should have concentrated on my mission and on the next victims, or at least on my classes. But definitely not on the best way to put alphas angry and putting my life in danger in all unimaginable ways. Being in danger of everything including myself.

But I only understood after.

Scott was sitting to the left of the twins as I went to their right, encircling them. The two brothers looked at us, surely very surprised to see a smile on our lips especially after everything they had done to us.

The class began and Jennifer started speaking. Ah, if only they knew the darach they were looking for was right in front of them, they wouldn’t be so proud.

“Okay, everyone. I know this is the last class of the day. To be honest, I want to get out of here too.”

“Looks kind of important.” Scott mumbled with a smile as he showed a piece of the twins’ motorcycle and I knew without seeing them they had wide eyes. I took advantage of it and continued.

“I have no idea what that thing does though,” I mumbled as I pulled out a piece of my bag, putting my wounded arm high up to show them it was our revenge.

Then a motorcycle sound echoed in the corridors outside. Aiden, the twin closest to me, frowned surely very angry. He stood up instantly to run out of class, under Jennifer’s confused look and his brother attempt to stop him. Scott and I exchanged a satisfied look, although I could detect anxiety in his eyes. Yes, he had agreed for me to join them, but if anything happened to me, he wouldn’t forgive himself. And I wouldn’t be able to participate in future plans.

When Jennifer came out of the class, intrigued by the sound of the vehicle, I knew the plan had worked. Scott and I followed her as the rest of the class and even the other classes of the corridor came out to watch what was going on. And everyone was able to admire Aiden with his motorcycle in the corridor, Isaac retreating among us as if nothing had happened. Allison finally joined us and Jennifer spoke as she moved forward, surely angry.

“You got to be kidding me. You realize this is gonna result in a suspension.”

I couldn’t help but turn back to Scott and Allison, a satisfied smile on my face, and then crossed Isaac’s gaze, very proud of our blow. Aiden stared at us and Ethan didn’t take long to do the same. I felt powerful and invincible, the feeling of victory and vengeance was magnificent and satisfying. I knew it was wrong, but I loved it.

“You become more and more a monster.”

My smile fell as I looked around, fear in the stomach. The voice, it was the voice. I hadn’t heard it since I’d gotten rid of my phone and had almost forgotten about it. A shiver of horror ran through my spine. It was there, with me, in my head and all around me.

“You become more and more like me.”

“Are you okay?” Scott asked, seeing me look everywhere and surely feeling my fear paralyzing my legs. No, not the voice, not this monster … I hadn’t spoken, I hadn’t even changed the events!

"I’m fine …” I lied as I avoided Scott’s look to place it everywhere but on him. “I’m fine. ”

“You’re too late.” The voice laughed in my skull. Again and again, giving me an invisible migraine. I stepped back under the worried looks of Scott, Allison and even Isaac who kept asking me what I had. And I kept telling them I was fine. I wasn’t sleeping and I hadn’t changed the future, how could the voice talk to me like that?

"Because you wanted revenge, you didn’t even think about changing the future.”

What did that mean? What future? The day ended, no one else was dead, there was nothing that …

I stopped stepping back, eyes full of water. Scott stood in front of me and put his hands on my shoulders to talk to me, but I couldn’t hear him. My ears were burning, buzzing with the music of sacrifices. That damn music I hated so much meaning someone had been taken away.

“No …” I mumbled to myself and started running without knowing where I was going. I knew that my feet would take me to the right place, even if I didn’t know the school in its entirety. Behind I could hear Scott following me and many students stared at me. No, I couldn’t have let myself sink so much into revenge that I forgot…

The doors opened slowly. The great music hall then faced me, empty of all but one person.

Lydia looked up when she saw me. She had the same expression as me, totally frightened at what she was doing. She was in front of the piano and I knew very well that the professor’s phone had recorded his murder.

“How …” She began. “Can you also hear it?”

I didn’t reply and backed away, totally demolished. I kept backing without worrying that Scott and anyone else was behind me.

“Y / N …? ”

“It’s too late …” I mumbled, turning to Scott to see that Isaac had followed him, but not Allison. “He was taken away.”

“I’m calling Stiles,” Lydia added while grabbing her cell phone.

“Who was taken?” Isaac asked.

“The music teacher,” I answered as I walked towards the desk near the piano, eyes unexpressed, still shocked. I opened two drawers before finding what I was looking for and handed the photograph to Lydia who was on the phone. “Give it to Stiles and he’ll understand,” I said, still feeling the world turning under my feet. If the music teacher had been abducted, I knew who was next. And even if I didn’t really like him, even if I had told myself that I wasn’t going to save him, I couldn’t stay without doing anything. So I walked out of the classroom without saying a word with an expressionless face and shudders of apprehension running through my body.

“Y / N!” Scott called, following me close. "Where are you going?”

“I know who’s next,” I mumbled, knowing full well the voice was watching for each of my words in expectation and pleasure to make me suffer. So I didn’t mention the name of the next victim. With luck, Scott was going to understand by himself. “He’s in the classroom … oh for God sake! ”

I stopped in the middle of the corridor, which was fortunately empty. Yet the classes weren’t yet finished. Where were all the students in this school? No, but seriously? No one ever sees the supernatural beings that are constantly fighting in the corridors? Or the two twins who were blocking our way with a ferocious expression of vengeance?

I didn’t have time, we didn’t have time to take care of two frustrated werewolves. Although I was ahead of the episode because Mr. Harris wasn’t going to be taken until Stiles and Deaton would arrive, I couldn’t afford it. I was already too late.

And before us the twins pulled out their sweaters and … began to merge. It was so unrealistic, disgusting and horribly frightening that I remained paralyzed, wide-eyed. It had to be seen to believe it, on television it was nothing, but in truth it was totally horrible.

“Y / N … run.” Scott mumbled as Isaac rolled up his sleeves.

"We can take them. ”

“Are you kidding?” Scott answered by turning and forcing me to run in the opposite direction. But we didn’t go far as the fused wolf grabbed Isaac and Scott by the neck and hit them one against the other to throw them on the ground. I took the opportunity to hide behind the wall at the end of the corridor, not far from where Scott and Isaac were, these two begging me to leave with their gaze, especially Scott. But I couldn’t leave knowing they could be hurt or worse, killed.

Then a barely audible sound echoed through the empty corridor. The sound of a cane looking for obstacles.

Deucalion had arrived. And all I could do was look, hidden and frightened. I saw the two twins parting and being punished for their childish comportment. Then, without saying anything and hiding the dagger that his cane was sheltering at its end, Deucalion began to advance with the twins… toward me. All my senses were on alert and I exchanged a scared look with Scott. He was going to see me.

But Deucalion passed in front of me without looking. The twins gave me a look that didn’t reassure me and as I thought I was safe, the voice of the demon wolf echoed in the corridor. I didn’t turn to look at him and I only listened with horror.

"We’ll meet again, Y / N …”

A new shudder of fear ran through my back as I got up to run to Scott and Isaac, adrenaline stronger than fear, making me move forward. A mixture of emotions sheltered me, fear and anger in priority.

“No time to discuss, we have to go before it’s too late.” I said to them, still frightened at what I had just seen. Deucalion knew my name, it wasn’t good.

By the time I went to class, I knew it was too late. If the twins hadn’t attacked us, I could have arrived in time. On the other hand, I didn’t expect to arrive at that time.

My hand landed on the door handle of the classroom where Mr. Harris should be correcting his copies, but the door didn’t want to open. Something was blocking it. But when I looked up to look in the small window it was to see a dark silhouette near the chemistry professor. The back of a silhouette I could recognize between thousands taking Mr. Harris by force to abduct him. And all I could do was knock on the door screaming as hard as I could and a few seconds after the door shattered under Scott’s kick. I rushed into the classroom only to see the darach’s silhouette escape through the window and the rain began to drum on the pane.

"What was that?” Scott asked but I couldn’t answer. I knocked on the desk, closing my eyes, very angry. I just wanted to hit someone. No, kill someone.

"That’s it. Let go of your anger. Let it consume you and become like me. ”

I only groaned more when I heard it. The voice taunted me and amplified my anger. I seriously wanted to strangle someone. My breathing accelerated and stuck in my throat. My fist clenched so hard it hurt, but I didn’t worry about the pain. Before my eyes, the last warrior victim had just been taken away.

And I wasn’t the only one to have seen the darach. Scott and Isaac also saw it. Something that wasn’t happening in the show.

“Is this the thing that takes away people?” Isaac asked but I didn’t turn to him. My anger was still bubbling in me and before I said anything or made a gesture that I might regret, I preferred to stay silent. I bit my lip to the blood, telling myself to calm down, but nothing worked. If I had been a werewolf, I would have exploded and attack everything that was moving. Note to myself: never become a werewolf.

“Y / N?” Scott asked as he approached, but it wasn’t the time. I still couldn’t calm down. My hands tightened the desk and I bit my lip even more, feeling the metallic taste of blood flowing into my mouth.

"What are you doing here?” A familiar but still unknown voice came behind us and I turned to see Deaton, followed by Lydia and Stiles.

I don’t know what happened, but when I saw Stiles, my whole body relaxed. I forgot the voice and the darach just long enough for my heartbeat to calm down. His intrigued eyes landed on me and I saw immediately that he understood. He moved towards me and my legs became weak.

"You tried,” he said, taking me in his arms. He didn’t need to ask what happened. He didn’t need to tell me anything more, his simple gesture finished calming me down and I huddled up against his chest, putting my face against his neck to smell his soothing scent, my breathing now normal. I appreciated not having to explain myself, to be understood immediately and above all to be believed.

“Can someone explain to me what just happened?” Isaac asked again, rolling his eyes as he saw me in Stiles’ arms. My cheeks immediately tinged with red. In front of everyone, Stiles had taken me in his arms.

I had to repeat it several times in my head to believe it.

“Mr. Harris was the last warrior victim of the three,” Stiles began. “When I arrived, Lydia gave me the picture and I immediately understood, she made the connection with Harris and we arrived. Too late, like you.” He finished by letting go of me gently. However he left his hand on my arm. I snorted a little while raising my head towards him and my heart missed a beat.

Damn I really loved him.

"Not too late,” Isaac added.

“What?” Deaton stepped forward. "You saw it?”

“Only its back and very fast, but Y / N seems to have been luckier than us.” Scott joined the conversation.

"Then he really was taken …” Lydia mumbled, shuddering. “But by whom or what?”  

“Y / N?” Stiles called. I hadn’t looked away. I knew what he wanted without needing to say it and walked around the desk, leaving the warmth that his hand on my arm brought to look at the corrected exam copies that were scattered on the desk. I didn’t have to talk, only to place the copies in the right order. It wasn’t a revelation and I hoped the pain wouldn’t return. However, when my fingers touched the sheets, an unpleasant shudder made me pull my hand away. I wasn’t going to be able to do it, the voice, this thing that almost made me crazy with anger, spied on me and like a hungry wolf in front of meat, was ready to jump at my throat at any moment.

"You must …” I pointed the sheets mechanically rubbing my hand with my other. Stiles understood and came close to me, followed by Deaton.

“This test is graded R.” Stiles commented and Lydia approached us as Scott and Isaac looked across the desk.

“This one’s an H …” Lydia added and Deaton placed the sheets in the right order.

“Stiles, you remember I told you druid is the Gaelic word for wise oak”?

"Yeah, of course.”

“If a druid went down the wrong path, the wise oak was sometimes said to have become a dark oak. There’s a Gaelic word for that as well. Darach.”

Finally. They knew about the darach. It was a relief. I hadn’t managed to save any of the victims yet, but if nothing ever worked, I had a plan B in reserve. Okay, it was dangerous, probably deadly and potentially crazy, but if I couldn’t save the victims, I would have to tackle the source.

Jennifer Blake.

And what is better than directly attacking the enemy? Put its enemies on his trail as well.

In the next chapter: It’s the week end! And I know what it means, responsibilities I forgot, details I didn’t think about and Scott wanting to talk with Deucalion.

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The Entirety of the Hamilton Sountrack

#1 Alexander Hamilton

AARON BURR: How does a bastard, orphan, son of a whore and a Scotsman, dropped in the middle of a forgotten Spot in the Caribbean by Providence, impoverished, in squalor Grow up to be a hero and a scholar?

JOHN LAURENS: The ten-dollar Founding Father without a father Got a lot farther by workin’ a lot harder By bein’ a lot smarter By bein’ a self-starter By fourteen, they placed him in charge of a trading charter

THOMAS JEFFERSON: And every day while slaves were being slaughtered and carted Away across the waves, he struggled and kept his guard up Inside, he was longing for something to be a part of The brother was ready to beg, steal, borrow, or barter

JAMES MADISON: Then a hurricane came, and devastation reigned Our man saw his future drip, drippin’ down the drain Put a pencil to his temple, connected it to his brain And he wrote his first refrain, a testament to his pain

BURR: Well the word got around, they said, “This kid is insane, man!” Took up a collection just to send him to the mainland “Get your education, don’t forget from whence you came, and The world’s gonna know your name! What’s your name, man?“

ALEXANDER HAMILTON: Alexander Hamilton My name is Alexander Hamilton And there’s a million things I haven’t done But just you wait, just you wait

ELIZA HAMILTON: When he was ten, his father split, full of it, debt-ridden Two years later, see Alex and his mother, bed-ridden Half-dead, sittin’ in their own sick The scent thick

COMPANY: And Alex got better but his mother went quick

GEORGE WASHINGTON and (COMPANY): Moved in with a cousin, the cousin committed suicide Left him with nothin’ but ruined pride, somethin’ new inside A voice saying ”(Alex) you gotta fend for yourself" He started retreatin’ and readin’ every treatise on the shelf

BURR and (COMPANY): There would’ve been nothin’ left to do For someone less astute He would’ve been dead or destitute Without a cent of restitution Started workin’, clerkin’ for his late mother’s landlord Tradin’ sugar cane and rum and other things he can’t afford (Scammin’) for every book he can get his hands on (Plannin’) for the future, see him now as he stands on (oooh) The bow of a ship headed for a new land In New York you can be a new man

COMPANY and (HAMILTON): In New York you can be a new man (Just you wait) In New York you can be a new man (Just you wait) In New York you can be a new man

WOMEN: In New York MEN: New York

HAMILTON: Just you wait

COMPANY and (COMPANY): Alexander Hamilton (Alexander Hamilton) We are waiting in the wings for you (waiting in the wings for you) You could never back down You never learned to take your time Oh, Alexander Hamilton (Alexander Hamilton) When America sings for you Will they know what you overcame? Will they know you rewrote the game? The world will never be the same, oh

BURR and (COMPANY): The ship is in the harbor now, see if you can spot him (Just you wait) Another immigrant comin’ up from the bottom (Just you wait) His enemies destroyed his rep, America forgot him

MULLIGAN/MADISON AND LAFAYETTE/JEFFERSON: We fought with him

LAURENS/PHILLIP: Me? I died for him

WASHINGTON: Me? I trusted him

ANGELICA SCHUYLER, ELIZA, MARIA REYNOLDS: Me? I loved him

BURR: And me? I’m the damn fool that shot him

COMPANY: There’s a million things I haven’t done But just you wait

BURR: What’s your name, man?

HAMILTON & COMPANY: Alexander Hamilton!

~~~

#2 Aaron Burr, Sir 
COMPANY:
1776
New York City

HAMILTON:
Pardon me, are you Aaron Burr, sir?

BURR:
That depends, who’s asking?

HAMILTON:
Oh well sure, sir
I’m Alexander Hamilton
I’m at your service, sir
I have been looking for you

BURR:
I’m getting nervous

HAMILTON:
Sir, I heard your name at Princeton
I was seeking an accelerated course of study
When I got sort out of sorts with a buddy of yours
I may have punched him
It’s a blur, sir
He handles the financials—

BURR:
You punched the bursar?

HAMILTON:
Yes, I wanted to do what you did
Graduate in two, then join the revolution
He looked at me like I was stupid
I’m not stupid
So how’d you do it?
How’d you graduate so fast?

BURR:
It was my parents’ dying wish before they passed

HAMILTON:
You’re an orphan
Of course, I’m an orphan
God, I wish there was a war!
Then we could prove that we’re worth more
Than anyone bargained for

BURR:
Can I buy you a drink?

HAMILTON:
That would be nice

BURR:
While we’re talking, let me offer you some free advice
Talk less

HAMILTON:
What?

BURR:
Smile more

HAMILTON:
Ha

BURR:
Don’t let them know what you’re against or what you’re for

HAMILTON:
You can’t be serious

BURR:
You want to get ahead?

HAMILTON:
Yes

BURR:
Fools who run their mouths off wind up dead

LAURENS:
Yo yo yo yo yo! What time is it?

LAURENS, MULLIGAN:
Showtime!

BURR:
…like I said…

LAURENS:
Showtime! Showtime! Yo!
I’m John Laurens in the place to be!
Uh, two pints o’ Sam Adams, but I’m working on three, uh!
Those redcoats don’t want it with me
Cause I will pop chick-a-pop these cops ‘til I’m free!

LAFAYETTE:
Ah oui oui, mon ami, je m'appelle Lafayette!
The Lancelot of the revolutionary set!
I came from afar just to say “Bonsoir!"
Tell the king, “Casse-toi!” Who’s the best? C’est moi!

MULLIGAN:
Brrrah, brraaah! I am Hercules Mulligan
Up in it, lovin’ it
Yes I heard your mother say “come again?”

LAURENS, LAFAYETTE:
Ayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

MULLIGAN:
Lock up your daughters and horses, of course
It’s hard to have intercourse over four sets of corsets

LAFAYETTE:
Wow

LAURENS:
No more sex
Pour me another brew, son!
Let’s raise a couple more

LAURENS, LAFAYETTE, MULLIGAN:
To the revolution!

LAURENS:
Well if it ain’t the prodigy of Princeton College

MULLIGAN:
Aaron Burr

LAURENS:
Give us a verse, drop some knowledge

BURR:
Good luck with that
You’re takin’ a stand
You spit, I’mma sit
We’ll see where we land

LAFAYETTE, MULLIGAN:
Booooo/Ohhhhhh

LAURENS:
Burr, the revolution’s imminent
What do you stall for?

HAMILTON:
If you stand for nothing, Burr, what’ll you fall for?

LAURENS, MULLIGAN, LAFAYETTE:
Oooh

LAURENS:
Who are you?

MULLIGAN:
Who are you?

LAFAYETTE:
Who are you?

LAURENS, MULLIGAN, LAFAYETTE:
Who, who is this kid? What’s he gonna do?

~~~

#3 My Shot 
HAMILTON:
I am not throwing away my shot
I am not throwing away my shot
Hey yo, I’m just like my country
I’m young, scrappy, and hungry
And I’m not throwing away my shot

I'mma get scholarship to King’s College
I probably shouldn’t brag, but dag, I amaze and astonish
The problem is I got a lot of brains, but no polish
I gotta holler just to be heard
With every word I drop knowledge

I’m a diamond in the rough, a shiny piece of coal
Tryin’ to reach my goal, my power of speech: unimpeachable
Only nineteen, but my mind is older
These New York City streets getting colder, I shoulder
Ev'ry burden, ev'ry disadvantage
I have learned to manage. I don’t have a gun to brandish
I walk these streets famished
The plan is to fan this spark into a flame
But damn, it’s getting dark, so let me spell out my name
I am the—

HAMILTON, LAFAYETTE, MULLIGAN, LAURENS:
A-L, E-X, A-N, D
E-R—we are—meant to be

HAMILTON:
A colony that runs independently
Meanwhile, Britain keeps shitting on us endlessly
Essentially, they tax us relentlessly
Then King George turns around, runs a spending spree
He ain’t never gonna set his descendants free
So there will be a revolution in this century
ENTER ME!

LAURENS, LAFAYETTE, MULLIGAN:
(He says in parentheses)

HAMILTON:
Don’t be shocked when your history book mentions me
I will lay down my life if it sets us free
Eventually you’ll see my ascendancy

HAMILTON and (LAURENS):
And I am not throwing away my shot (my shot)
I am not throwing away my shot (my shot)
Hey yo, I’m just like my country
I’m young, scrappy, and hungry
[HAMILTON & LAURENS]
And I’m not throwing away my shot

HAMILTON, MULLIGAN, LAURENS, LAFAYETTE:
I am not throwing away my shot
I am not throwing away my shot
Hey yo, I’m just like my country
I’m young, scrappy, and hungry
And I’m not throwing away my shot
It’s time to take a shot!

LAFAYETTE:
I dream of life without the monarchy
The unrest in France will lead to "onarchy"
"Onarchy?” How you say, how you s—Oh, anarchy!
When I fight I make the other side panicky
With my
HAMILTON, MULLIGAN, LAURENS, LAFAYETTE:
Shot!

MULLIGAN:
Yo, I’m a tailor’s apprentice
And I got y'all knuckleheads in loco parentis
I’m joining the rebellion cuz I know it’s my chance
To socially advance, instead of sewin’ some pants
I’m gonna take a
HAMILTON, MULLIGAN, LAURENS, LAFAYETTE:
Shot!

LAURENS:
Eh, but we’ll never be truly free
Until those in bondage have the same rights as you and me
You and I, do or die, wait till I sally in on a stallion
With the first black battalion
Have another
HAMILTON, MULLIGAN, LAURENS, LAFAYETTE:
Shot!

BURR:
Geniuses, lower your voices
You keep out of trouble, and you double your choices
I’m with you, but the situation is fraught
You’ve got to be carefully taught:
If you talk, you’re gonna get shot!

HAMILTON:
Burr, check what we got
Mr. Lafayette hard rock like Lancelot
I think your pants look hot
Laurens, I like you a lot
Let’s hatch a plot blacker than the kettle callin’ the pot
What are the odds the gods would put us all in one spot
Poppin’ a squat on conventional wisdom, like it or not
A bunch of revolutionary manumission abolitionists
Give me a position, show me where the ammunition is

Oh, am I talkin’ too loud?
Sometimes I get over excited, shoot off at the mouth
I never had a group of friends before
I promise that I’ll make y'all proud

LAURENS:
Let’s get this guy in front of a crowd!

COMPANY:
I am not throwing away my shot
I am not throwing away my shot
Hey yo, I’m just like my country
I’m young, scrappy, and hungry
And I’m not throwing away my shot

I am not throwing away my shot
I am not throwing away my shot
Hey yo, I’m just like my country
I’m young, scrappy, and hungry
And I’m not throwing away my shot

LAURENS and (HAMILTON, LAFAYETTE, MULLIGAN):
Everybody sing
Woah-woah, wo-oh-oh (Woah-woah, wo-oh-oh)
Hey
Wo-oh-oh (Wo-oh-oh)
Wooh!!
Wo-oh-oh (Wo-oh-oh)
Sing let 'em hear ya (Yeah)

LAURENS and (COMPANY):
Let’s go! (Woah-woah, wo-oh-oh)
I said, shout it to the rooftops
(Wo-oh-oh)
Said to the rooftops
(Wo-oh-oh)
Now come on
(Yeah)
Now come on, let’s go

LAURENS:
Rise up
When you’re living on your knees, you rise up
Tell your brother that he’s got to rise up
Tell your sister that she’s got to rise up

LAURENS & ENSEMBLE and (COMPANY)
When are these colonies gonna rise up
(Whoa, woah)
When are these colonies gonna rise up (Woah)
When are these colonies gonna rise up (Woah)
When are these colonies gonna rise up (Woah)
Rise up

HAMILTON:
I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory
When’s it’s gonna get me?
In my sleep? Seven feet ahead of me?
If I see it coming, do I run or do I let it be?
Is it like a beat without a melody?

See, I never thought I’d live past twenty
Where I come from some get half as many
Ask anybody why we livin’ fast and we laugh, reach for a flask
We have to make this moment last, that’s plenty

Scratch that
This is not a moment, it’s the movement
Where all the hungriest brothers with something to prove went
Foes oppose us, we take an honest stand
We roll like Moses, claimin’ our Promised Land

And? If we win our independence?
'Zat a guarantee of freedom for our descendants?
Or will the blood we shed begin an endless
Cycle of vengeance and death with no defendants?

I know the action in the street is excitin'
But Jesus, between all the bleedin’ 'n fightin'
I’ve been readin’ 'n writin'
We need to handle our financial situation
Are we a nation of states? What’s the state of our nation?

I’m past patiently waitin’! I’m passionately smashin’ every expectation
Every action’s an act of creation
I’m laughin’ in the face of casualties and sorrow
For the first time, I’m thinkin’ past tomorrow

HAMILTON & COMPANY:
And I am not throwin’ away my shot
I am not throwin’ away my shot
Hey, yo, I’m just like my country
I’m young, scrappy, and hungry
And I’m not throwin’ away my shot

HAMILTON, MULLIGAN, LAURENS and (ENSEMBLE):
We gonna rise up; time to take a shot
(Not thrown’ away my shot)
We gonna rise up; time to take a shot
(Not throwin’ away my shot)

We gonna (rise up, rise up)
HAMILTON:
It’s time to take a shot
HAMILTON, MULLIGAN, LAURENS and (ENSEMBLE):
(Rise up, rise up)
It’s time to take a shot (rise up, rise up)
(Wo-oah) Time to take a shot (rise up)
Take a shot, a shot, a shot, (Oh-Oh, oh)
A-yo, it’s time to take a shot (Woah, oh-oh oh)
Time to take a shot (Woah-oh)
And I am (And I am)
Not throwing away my

COMPANY:
Not throwing away my shot!

~~~

#4 The Story of Tonight

HAMILTON: I may not live to see our glory

LAURENS, MULLIGAN, & LAFAYETTE: I may not live to see our glory

HAMILTON: But I will gladly join the fight

LAURENS, MULLIGAN, & LAFAYETTE: But I will gladly join the fight

HAMILTON: And when our children tell our story

LAURENS, MULLIGAN, & LAFAYETTE: And when our children tell our story

HAMILTON: They’ll tell the story of tonight

MULLIGAN: Let’s have another round tonight

LAFAYETTE: Let’s have another round tonight

HAMILTON: Let’s have another round tonight

LAURENS: Raise a glass to freedom Something they can never take away No matter what they tell you

Raise a glass to the four of us

LAURENS and MULLIGAN: Tomorrow there’ll be more of us

LAURENS, MULLIGAN, & LAFAYETTE: Telling the story of tonight

HAMILTON: They’ll tell the story of tonight

MULLIGAN, LAURENS, & LAFAYETTE: Raise a glass to freedom Something they can never take away

HAMILTON: No matter what they tell you

MULLIGAN & LAFAYETTE: Let’s have another round tonight

LAURENS: Raise a glass to the four of us

MULLIGAN, LAURENS, & LAFAYETTE: Tomorrow there’ll be more of us

HAMILTON & LAURENS: Telling the story of tonight

MULLIGAN & LAFAYETTE: Let’s have another round tonight

HAMILTON, LAURENS, ENSEMBLE: They’ll tell the story of tonight LAFAYETTE, MULLIGAN, ENSEMBLE: Raise a glass to freedom HAMILTON, LAURENS, ENSEMBLE: They’ll tell the story of tonight LAFAYETTE, MULLIGAN, ENSEMBLE: Raise a glass to freedom HAMILTON, LAURENS, ENSEMBLE: They’ll tell the story of tonight LAFAYETTE, MULLIGAN, ENSEMBLE: They’ll tell the story of

COMPANY: Tonight

~~~

#5 The Schuyler Sisters

BURR:
There’s nothing rich folks love more
Than going downtown and slumming it with the poor
They pull up in their carriages and gawk at the students in the common
Just to watch ‘em talk

Take Philip Schuyler, the man is loaded
Uh oh, but little does he know that
His daughters, Peggy, Angelica, Eliza
Sneak into the city just to watch all the guys at

COMPANY: Work, work
ANGELICA: Angelica!
COMPANY: Work, work
ELIZA: Eliza!
PEGGY: And Peggy!
COMPANY: Work, work
The Schuyler sisters

ANGELICA: Angelica!
PEGGY: Peggy!
ELIZA: Eliza!
COMPANY: Work!

PEGGY: Daddy said to be home by sundown
ANGELICA: Daddy doesn’t need to know
PEGGY: Daddy said not to go downtown
ANGELICA: Like I said, you’re free to go

But—look around, look around
The revolution’s happening in New York
ELIZA & PEGGY: New York
COMPANY: Angelica
SISTERS & COMPANY: Work!

PEGGY: It’s bad enough Daddy wants to go to war
ELIZA: People shouting in the square
PEGGY: It’s bad enough there’ll be violence on our shore
ANGELICA: New ideas in the air

ANGELICA & MALE ENSEMBLE: Look around, look around—

ELIZA: Angelica, remind me what we’re looking for

ALL MEN: She’s looking for me!

ANGELICA and (COMPANY):
Eliza, I’m looking for a mind at work (work, work)
I’m looking for a mind at work (work, work) [x2]
Woa-oah
SISTERS: Woa-oah
SISTERS & COMPANY: Work!

BURR:
Ooh, there’s nothing like summer in the city
Someone in a rush next to someone lookin’ pretty
Excuse me, miss, I know it’s not funny
But your perfume smells like your daddy’s got money
Why you slummin’ in the city in your fancy heels?
You searchin’ for an urchin who can give you ideals?

ANGELICA: Burr, you disgust me

BURR:
Ahh, so you’ve discussed me
I’m a trust fund, baby, you can trust me

ANGELICA:
I’ve been reading Common Sense by Thomas Paine
So men say that I’m intense or I’m insane
You want a revolution? I want a revelation
So listen to my declaration:

ALL SISTERS:
"We hold these truths to be self-evident
That all men are created equal"

ANGELICA and (COMPANY):
And when I meet Thomas Jefferson (unh!)
I’mma compel him to include women in the sequel

WOMEN: Work!

ELIZA:
Look around, look around at how
Lucky we are to be alive right now
ELIZA, PEGGY:
Look around, look around at how
Lucky we are to be alive right now
ALL SISTERS:
History is happening in Manhattan and we
Just happen to be in the greatest city in the world

SISTERS & COMPANY: In the greatest city in the world!

ANGELICA (ELIZA, PEGGY) ((MEN)):
Cause I’ve been reading Common Sense by Thomas Paine
(look around, look around)((hey, hey, hey, hey))
So men say that I’m intense or I’m insane
(the revolution’s happening in)((hey, hey, hey, hey))
ANGELICA (ELIZA, PEGGY) ((WOMEN)):
(New York) You want a revolution? ((look around, look around))
I want a revelation (In New York, woah)
So listen to my declaration ((the revolution’s happening))

ALL SISTERS (WOMEN) ((MEN)):
We hold these truths to be self evident
(look around, look around) (hey, hey)
That all men are created equal
(at how lucky we are to be alive right now) (hey, hey)

ALL SISTERS & COMPANY:
Look around, look around
At how lucky we are to be alive right now
History is happening in Manhattan
And we just happen to be
WOMEN (MEN): In the greatest city in the world (in the greatest city)
COMPANY: In the greatest city in the world!

COMPANY: Work, work
ANGELICA: Angelica!
COMPANY: Work, work
ELIZA: Eliza!
PEGGY: And Peggy!
COMPANY: Work, work
ALL SISTERS: The Schuyler sisters
COMPANY: Work, work

ALL SISTERS (COMPANY):
We’re looking for a mind at work (work, work)
Hey (work, work)
ANGELICA (COMPANY):
Woah-ah! (work, work)
ELIZA & PEGGY (COMPANY):
Hey (work, work)
In the greatest city

ALL SISTERS:
In the greatest city
In the world!

COMPANY: In the greatest city in the world!

 ~~~

#6 Farmer Refuted

SEABURY:
Hear ye, hear ye! My name is Samuel Seabury, and I present 
"Free thoughts on the proceedings of the Continental Congress!“
Heed not the rabble who scream revolution
They have not your interest at heart

MULLIGAN: Oh my god. Tear this dude apart

SEABURY:
Chaos and bloodshed are not a solution
Don’t let them lead you astray
This congress does not speak for me

BURR: Let him be

SEABURY:
They’re playing a dangerous game
I pray the king shows you his mercy
For shame, for shame!

HAMILTON: Yo!

SEABURY:
Heed not the rabble who
HAMILTON:
He’d have you all unravel at the sound of screams
SEABURY:
Scream—

HAMILTON:
But the revolution
SEABURY:
Revolution—
HAMILTON:
Is comin'
SEABURY:
They have not your interests
HAMILTON:
The have-nots are gonna win this

SEABURY:
At heart—
HAMILTON:
It’s hard to listen to you with a straight face

SEABURY:
Chaos and—
HAMILTON:
Chaos and bloodshed
SEABURY:
Bloodshed are not—
HAMILTON:
Already haunt us

SEABURY:
A solution—
HAMILTON:
Honestly, you shouldn’t even talk—
SEABURY:
Don’t let them lead you astray—
HAMILTON:
And what about Boston?
Look at the cost and all that we’ve lost
And you talk about Congress?
SEABURY:
This Congress does not speak for me

HAMILTON:
My dog speaks more eloquently than thee

SEABURY:
You’re playing a dangerous game

HAMILTON:
But strangely, your mange is the same!

SEABURY:
I pray the king shows you his mercy

HAMILTON: Is he in Jersey?

SEABURY: For shame—

HAMILTON: For the Revolution!

SEABURY: For shame!

COMPANY: For the Revolution!

SEABURY: Heed—

HAMILTON:
If you repeat yourself again I’m gonna
SEABURY & HAMILTON:
Scream—

HAMILTON:
Honestly, look at me, please don’t read!

SEABURY: Not your interest—

HAMILTON and (COMPANY):
Don’t modulate the key then not debate with me (laughter)
Why should a tiny island across the sea
Regulate the price of tea?

BURR: Alexander, please!

HAMILTON:
Burr, I’d rather be divisive than indecisive
Drop the niceties

ENSEMBLE:
Silence! A message from the King!
A message from the King!
FULL COMPANY:
A message from the King!
 ~~~

#7 You’ll Be Back 
You say the price of my love’s not a price that you’re willing to pay
You cry in your tea which you hurl in the sea when you see me go by
Why so sad?
Remember we made an arrangement when you went away
Now you’re making me mad
Remember despite our estrangement, I’m your man

You’ll be back
Soon you’ll see
You’ll remember you belong to me
You’ll be back
Time will tell
You’ll remember that I served you well

Oceans rise, empires fall
We have seen each other through it all
And when push comes to shove,
I will send a fully armed battalion to remind you of my love

Da dada da da
Da dadada dayada
Dada da da dayada

Da dada da da
Da dadada dayada
Dada da da da

You say our love is draining and you can’t go on
You’ll be the one complaining when I am gone

And, no, don’t change the subject
'Cause you’re my favorite subject
My sweet, submissive subject
My loyal, royal subject
Forever and ever and ever and ever and ever

You’ll be back
Like before
I will fight the fight and win the war
For your love
For your praise
And I’ll love you till my dying days

When you’re gone, I’ll go mad
So don’t throw away this thing we had
'Cause when push comes to shove
I will kill your friends and family to remind you of my love

Da dada da da
Da dadada dayada
Dada da da dayada

Da dada da da
Da dadada dayada
Dada da

Everybody!

Da dada da da
Da dadada dayada
Dada da da dayada

Da dada da da
Da dadada dayada
Dadada da da dayada

~~~

#8 Right Hand Man

[COMPANY]
British Admiral Howe’s got troops on the water
Thirty-two thousand troops in New York harbor

[ENSEMBLE 1]
Thirty-two thousand troops in                     [ENSEMBLE 2]
New York harbor                                       Thirty-two thousand troops in
.                                                              New York harbor

When they surround our troops!
They surround our troops!
When they surround our troops!                  They surround our troops!
.                                                              They surround our troops!

[HAMILTON]
As a kid in the Caribbean I wished for a war
I knew that I was poor
I knew it was the only way to—

[HAMILTON/BURR/MULLIGAN/LAURENS/LAFAYETTE]
Rise up!

[HAMILTON]
If they tell my story
I am either gonna die on the battlefield in glory or—

[HAMILTON/BURR/MULLIGAN/LAURENS/LAFAYETTE]
Rise up!

[HAMILTON]
We will fight for this land
But there’s only one man
Who can give us a command so we can—

[HAMILTON/BURR/MULLIGAN/LAURENS/LAFAYETTE]
Rise up!

[HAMILTON]
Understand? It’s the only way to—

[HAMILTON/BURR/MULLIGAN/LAURENS/LAFAYETTE]
Rise up! Rise up!

[HAMILTON]
Here he comes!

[ENSEMBLE]
Here comes the General!

[BURR]
Ladies and gentlemen!

[ENSEMBLE]
Here comes the General!

[BURR]
The moment you’ve been waiting for!

[ENSEMBLE]
Here comes the General!

[BURR]
The pride of Mount Vernon!

[ENSEMBLE]
Here comes the General!

[BURR]
George Washington!

[WASHINGTON]
We are outgunned                             ENSEMBLE:
Outmanned                                       What?              
Outnumbered
Outplanned                                       What?
.                                                      Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck!

We gotta make an all out stand
Ayo, I’m gonna need a 
right-hand man.      
.                                                     Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck!

[WASHINGTON]
Check it—
Can I be real a second?
For just a millisecond?
Let down my guard and tell the people how I feel a second?
Now I’m the model of a modern major general
The venerated Virginian veteran whose men are all
Lining up, to put me up on a pedestal
Writin’ letters to relatives
Embellishin’ my elegance and eloquence
But the elephant is in the room
The truth is in ya face when ya hear the British cannons go…

[ENSEMBLE]
Boom!

[WASHINGTON]
Any hope of success is fleeting
How can I keep leading when the people I’m
Leading keep retreating?
We put a stop to the bleeding as the British take Brooklyn
Knight takes rook, but look

[WASHINGTON]
We are outgunned                       [ENSEMBLE]
Outmanned                                 What?
Outnumbered
Outplanned                                 What?
.                                                Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck!
We gotta make an all out stand
Ayo, I’m gonna need a 
right-hand man
.                                                Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck!
Incoming!      

[HAMILTON]
They’re battering down the Battery check the damages

[MULLIGAN]
Rah!

[HAMILTON]
We gotta stop ‘em and rob ‘em of their advantages

[MULLIGAN]
Rah!

[HAMILTON]
Let’s take a stand with the stamina God has granted us
Hamilton won’t abandon ship
Yo, let’s steal their cannons—

[MULLIGAN]                                            [COMPANY]
Shh-boom!                                              Boom!      

[WASHINGTON]
Goes the cannon, watch the blood and the shit spray and…

[COMPANY]
Boom!

[WASHINGTON]
Goes the cannon, we’re abandonin’ Kips Bay and…

[COMPANY]
Boom!

[WASHINGTON]
There’s another ship and…

[COMPANY]
Boom!

[WASHINGTON]
We just lost the southern tip and…

[COMPANY]
Boom!

[WASHINGTON]
We gotta run to Harlem quick, we can’t afford another slip
Guns and horses giddyup
I decide to divvy up
My forces, they’re skittish as the British cut the city up
This close to giving up, facing mad scrutiny
I scream in the face of this mass mutiny:
Are these the men with which I am to defend America?
We ride at midnight, Manhattan in the distance
I cannot be everywhere at once, people
I’m in dire need of assistance…

[BURR]
Your excellency, sir!

[WASHINGTON]
Who are you?

[BURR]
Aaron Burr, Sir?
Permission to state my case?

[WASHINGTON]
As you were

[BURR]
Sir
I was a captain under General Montgomery
Until he caught a bullet in the neck in Quebec
And well, in summary
I think that I could be of some assistance
I admire how you keep firing on the British
From a distance

[WASHINGTON]
Huh

[BURR]
I have some questions, a couple of suggestions 
on how to fight instead of fleeing west

[WASHINGTON]
Yes?

[BURR]
Well—

[HAMILTON]
Your excellency, you wanted to see me?

[WASHINGTON]
Hamilton, come in, have you met Burr?

[HAMILTON]
Yes, sir

[HAMILTON AND BURR]
We keep meeting

[BURR]
As I was saying, sir, I look forward to seeing your strategy play out

[WASHINGTON]
Burr?

[BURR]
Sir?

[WASHINGTON]
Close the door on your way out

[HAMILTON]
Have I done something wrong, sir?

[WASHINGTON]
On the contrary
I called you here because our odds are beyond scary
Your reputation precedes you, but I have to laugh

[HAMILTON]
Sir?

[WASHINGTON]
Hamilton, how come no one can get you on their staff?

[HAMILTON]
Sir!

[WASHINGTON]
Don’t get me wrong, you’re a young man, of great renown
I know you stole British cannons when we were still downtown
Nathanael Greene and Henry Knox wanted to hire you…

[HAMILTON]
To be their Secretary? I don’t think so

[WASHINGTON]
Why’re you upset?

[HAMILTON]
I’m not—

[WASHINGTON]
It’s alright, you want to fight, you’ve got a hunger
I was just like you when I was younger
Head full of fantasies of dyin’ like a martyr?

[HAMILTON]
Yes

[WASHINGTON]
Dying is easy, young man. Living is harder

[HAMILTON]
Why are you telling me this?

[WASHINGTON]
I’m being honest
I’m working with a third of what our Congress has promised
We are a powder keg about to explode
I need someone like you to lighten the load. So?

[COMPANY (EXCEPT HAMILTON)]
I am not throwin’ away my shot!
I am not throwin’ away my shot!
Ayo, I’m just like my country, I’m young
Scrappy and hungry!

[HAMILTON]
I am not throwing away my shot!

[WASHINGTON]
Son

[WASHINGON AND COMPANY]
We are outgunned, outmanned!

[HAMILTON]
You need all the help you can get
I have some friends. Laurens, Mulligan
Marquis de Lafayette, okay, what else?

[WASHINGTON AND COMPANY]
Outnumbered, outplanned!

[HAMILTON]
We’ll need some spies on the inside
Some King’s men who might let some things slide

[HAMILTON]               [COMPANY]    [ELIZA/ANGELICA/PEGGY]
I’ll write to Congress     Boom!
and tell ‘em we need                        Whoa, whoa, whoa…
supplies, you rally
the guys, master the
element of surprise                           Whoa, whoa, whoa…

Chicka-boom!
I’ll rise above my
station, organize
your information, ‘til
we rise to the occasion                    Whoa, whoa, whoa…
of our new nation. Sir!

.                                 [ENSEMBLE]                                   [LAURENS/LAFAYETTE/MULLIGAN]
.                                 Here comes the General!                  What?

[HAMILTON]
Rise up!

[ENSEMBLE]     [LAURENS/LAFAYETTE/MULLIGAN]
Here comes     What?
the General!


[HAMILTON]        [SCHUYLER SISTERS]
Rise up!               Rise up!

[ENSEMBLE]
Here comes the General!

[HAMILTON]               
Rise up!

[FULL COMPANY]
Here comes the General!

[HAMILTON]
What?

[WASHINGTON]
And his right hand man!

[FULL COMPANY]
Boom!
 ~~~

#9 A Winter’s Ball

BURR: How does the bastard, orphan, son of a whore Go on and on Grow into more of a phenomenon? Watch this obnoxious, arrogant, loudmouth bother Be seated at the right hand of the father Washington hires Hamilton right on sight But Hamilton still wants to fight, not write Now Hamilton’s skill with a quill is undeniable But what do we have in common? We’re Reliable with the

ALL MEN: Ladies!

BURR: There are so many to deflower!

ALL MEN: Ladies!

BURR: Looks! Proximity to power

ALL MEN: Ladies!

BURR: They delighted and distracted him Martha Washington named her feral tomcat after him!

HAMILTON: That’s true

FULL COMPANY: 1780

BURR: A winter’s ball And the Schuyler sisters are the envy of all Yo, if you can marry a sister, you’re rich, son

HAMILTON: Is it a question of if, Burr, or which one?

BOTH: Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey

~~~   #10 Helpless 
[HAMILTON/BURR/LAURENS]
Hey
Hey
Hey hey

[HAMILTON/BURR/LAURENS/ALL WOMEN (EXCEPT ELIZA)]
Hey hey hey hey

[ELIZA]                                                    [ALL WOMEN]
Ohh, I do I do I do I                                  Hey hey hey hey
Dooo! Hey!                                               Hey hey hey hey
Ohh, I do I do I do I                                  Hey hey hey hey
Dooo! Boy you got me                               Hey hey hey

[ELIZA AND WOMEN]
Helpless!
Look into your eyes, and the sky’s the limit I’m helpless!
Down for the count, and I’m drownin’ in ‘em

[ELIZA]
I have never been the type to try and grab the spotlight
We were at a revel with some rebels on a hot night
Laughin’ at my sister as she’s dazzling the room
Then you walked in and my heart went “Boom!”
Tryin’ to catch your eye from the side of the ballroom
Everybody’s dancin’ and the band’s top volume

[ELIZA AND WOMEN]
Grind to the rhythm as we wine and dine

[ELIZA]
Grab my sister, and
Whisper, “Yo, this
One’s mine.”                                              [ALL WOMEN]                 
.                                                               Oooh
My sister made her way across
the room to you                                         Oooh
And I got nervous, 
thinking “What’s she gonna do?”                  Oooh
She grabbed you by the arm,
I’m thinkin’ “I’m through”                            Oooh
Then you look back at me 
and suddenly I’m Helpless!                           Helpless!

Oh, look at those eyes                               Look into your eyes
.                                                             And the sky’s the limit
Oh!                                                         I’m
Yeah, I’m                                                 Helpless!
Helpless, I know                                        Down for the count
.                                                             And I’m drownin’ in ‘em                     
.
.                                                             I’m helpless!

I’m so into you                                          Look into your eyes
I am so into you                                        And the sky’s the limit I’m helpless!


I know I’m down for the count                    Down for the count
And I’m drownin’ in ‘em.                             And I’m drownin’ in ‘em.

[HAMILTON]
Where are you taking me?

[ANGELICA]
I’m about to change your life

[HAMILTON]
Then by all means, lead the way

[ELIZA]
Elizabeth Schuyler. It’s a pleasure to meet you

[HAMILTON]
Schuyler?

[ANGELICA]
My sister

[ELIZA]
Thank you for all your service

[HAMILTON]
If it takes fighting a war for us to meet, it will have been worth it

[ANGELICA]
I’ll leave you to it

[ELIZA AND WOMEN]
One week later

[ELIZA]
I’m writin’ a letter nightly
Now my life gets better, every letter that you write me
Laughin’ at my sister, cuz she wants to form a harem

[ANGELICA]
I’m just sayin’, if you really loved me, you would share him

[ELIZA]
Ha!
Two weeks later                                        [ALL WOMEN]
In the living room stressin’                           Stressin’
My father’s stone-faced
While you’re asking for his blessin’                 Blessin’
I’m dying inside, as
You wine
And dine
And I’m tryin’ not to cry
‘cause there’s nothing 
that your mind can’t do                              Oooh
My father makes his way across the room
To you
I panic for a second, thinking
“we’re through”                                        Oooh
But then he shakes your hand and says
“Be true”                                                   Oooh
And you turn back to me, smiling, and I’m
Helpless!                                                  Helpless!
.                                                            Look into your eyes
.                                                            And the sky’s the
.                                                            Limit I’m
Helpless!                                                 Helpless!
Hoo!                                                       Down for the count
.                                                            And I’m drownin’ in
.                                                            ‘em I’m
.                                                            Helpless!
That boy is mine
That boy is mine!                                    Look into your eyes
.                                                           And the sky’s the
.                                                           Limit I’m
Helpless! Helpless!                                   Helpless!                 
Down for the count                                Down for the count
And I’m drownin’ in em                            And I’m drownin’ in em
.
[HAMILTON]
Eliza, I don’t have a dollar to my name
An acre of land, a troop to command, a dollop of fame
All I have’s my honor, a tolerance for Paine
A couple of college credits and my top-notch brain
Insane, your family brings out a different side of me
Peggy confides in me, Angelica tried to take a bite of me
No stress, my love for you is never in doubt
We’ll get a little place in Harlem and we’ll figure it out
I’ve been livin’ without a family since I was a child
My father left, my mother died, I grew up buckwild
But I’ll never forget my mother’s face, that was real
And long as I’m alive, Eliza, swear to God
You’ll never feel so…

.                                                                           [ALL WOMEN] 
.                                   [ELIZA]                              Helpless!
[HAMILTON]                  I do I do I do I do!
Eliza…
.                                                                           Helpless!
.                                    I do I do I do I do!
I’ve never felt so—
.                                                                           Helpless!
.                                  Hey, yeah, yeah!
.                                                                           Down for the count
.                                 I’m down for the count         And I’m drownin’ in ‘em
.                                 I’m—
My life is gon’
be fine cuz                                                            Helpless!
Eliza’s in it.
.                                   I look into your eyes,
.                                  and the sky’s the limit
.                                   I’m
.                                                                          Helpless!
.                                                                          Down for the count
.                             …drownin’ in ‘em.                    And I’m drownin’ in ‘em.

(Wedding march plays)

[ALL WOMEN]
In New York, you can be a new man…
In New York, you can be a new man…
In New York, you can be a new man…

[ELIZA]
Helpless

~~~

#11 Satisfied

LAURENS: Alright, alright. That’s what I’m talkin’ about! Now everyone give it up for the maid of honor, Angelica Schuyler! ANGELICA: A toast to the groom! ALL MEN: . To the groom! . To the groom! ALL WOMEN: . To the groom! To the groom! To the bride! . To the bride! . To the bride! . To the bride! . To the bride! From your sister, . Angelica! . Angelica! ELIZA AND WOMEN: . Angelica! Angelica! Who is always by your side. . By your side! By your side! To your union, To the union! To the union! . To the revolution! To the revolution! and the hope that you provide. . You provide! You provide! . You provide! May you always… . HAMILTON AND MEN . Always– Always– be satisfied. . Rewind– Rewind– ANGELICA: I remember that night, I just might regret that night for the rest of my days. I remember those soldier boys tripping over themselves to win our praise. I remember that dreamlike candlelight like a dream that you can’t quite place, but Alexander, I’ll never forget the first time I saw your face. I have never been the same, Intelligent eyes in a hunger-pang frame, And when you said “Hi,” I forgot my dang name, set my heart aflame, ev’ry part aflame, FULL COMPANY: This is not a game… HAMILTON: You strike me as a woman who has never been satisfied. ANGELICA: I’m sure I don’t know what you mean. You forget yourself. HAMILTON: You’re like me. I’m never satisfied. ANGELICA: Is that right? HAMILTON: I have never been satisfied. ANGELICA: My name is Angelica Schuyler. HAMILTON: Alexander Hamilton. ANGELICA: Where’s your fam’ly from? HAMILTON: Unimportant. There’s a million things I haven’t done but just you wait, just you wait… ANGELICA: So so so— so this is what it feels like to match wits with someone at your level! What the hell is the catch? It’s the feeling of freedom, of seein’ the light, it’s Ben Franklin with a key and a kite! You see it, right? The conversation lasted two minutes, maybe three minutes, ev’rything we said in total agreement, it’s a dream and it’s a bit of a dance, a bit of a posture, it’s a bit of a stance. He’s a bit of a flirt, but I’m ‘a give it a chance. I asked about his fam’ly, did you see his answer? His hands started fidgeting, he looked askance? He’s penniless, he’s flying by the seat of his pants. Handsome, boy, does he know it! Peach fuzz, and he can’t even grow it! I wanna take him far away from this place, then I turn and see my sister’s face and she is… ELIZA Helpless… ANGELICA And I know she is… ELIZA Helpless… ANGELICA And her eyes are just… ELIZA Helpless… ANGELICA And I realize ANGELICA AND COMPANY Three fundamental truths at the exact same time… HAMILTON Where are you taking me? ANGELICA I’m about to change your life. HAMILTON Then by all means, lead the way. COMPANY (EXCEPT ANGELICA) Number one! ANGELICA I’m a girl in a world in which my only job is to marry rich. My father has no sons so I’m the one who has to social climb for one, so I’m the oldest and the wittiest and the gossip in New York City is insidious, Alexander is penniless, Ha! That doesn’t mean I want him any less. ELIZA Elizabeth Schuyler. It’s a pleasure to meet you. HAMILTON Schuyler? ANGELICA My sister. COMPANY Number two! ANGELICA He’s after me cuz I’m a Schuyler sister. That elevates his status, I’d have to be naïve to set that aside, maybe that is why I introduce him to Eliza, now that’s his bride. Nice going, Angelica, he was right, You will never be satisfied. ELIZA Thank you for all your service. HAMILTON If it takes fighting a war for us to meet, it will have been worth it. ANGELICA I’ll leave you to it. COMPANY Number three! ANGELICA I know my sister like I know my own mind, you will never find anyone as trusting or as kind. If I tell her that I love him she’d be silently resigned, he’d be mine. She would say, “I’m fine” ANGELICA AND COMPANY She’d be lying. ANGELICA But when I fantasize at night it’s Alexander’s eyes, as I romanticize what might have been if I hadn’t sized him up so quickly. At least my dear Eliza’s his wife; at least I keep his eyes in my life… ANGELICA AND ALL MEN (EXCEPT HAMILTON) To the groom! To the groom! To the groom! ANGELICA: To the bride! ALL WOMEN (EXCEPT ELIZA) To the bride! To the bride! To the bride! ANGELICA From your sister, ELIZA ANDWOMEN Angelica! Angelica! ANGELICA who is always by your side. WOMEN: By your side. By your side. ANGELICA To your union,

To the union! To the union! To the revolution! To the revolution! and the hope that you provide. You provide! You provide! You provide! May you always HAMILTON AND MEN Always– Always- be satisfied. Be satisfied, be satisfied. be satisfied, And I know MEN Be satisfied. WOMEN Be satisfied. Be satisfied. Be satisfied. She’ll be happy as Be satisfied. Be satisfied. Be satisfied. his bride. And I know Be satisfied. Be satisfied. Be satisfied. Be satisfied. Be satisfied. Be satisfied. ANGELICA He will never be satisfied. I will never be satisfied.

~~~

#12 The Story of Tonight (Reprise)

LAURENS I may not live to see our glory!

MULLIGAN/LAFAYETTE I may not live to see our glory!

LAURENS But I’ve seen wonders great and small.

MULLIGAN/LAFAYETTE I’ve seen wonders great and small.

LAURENS Cuz if the tomcat can get married,

MULLIGAN/LAFAYETTE If Alexander can get married-

LAURENS There’s hope for our ass, after all!

LAFAYETTE Raise a glass to freedom.

LAURENS/MULLIGAN Hey! Something you will never see again!

MULLIGAN No matter what she tells you.

LAFAYETTE Let’s have another round tonight!

LAURENS Raise a glass to the four of us!

LAFAYETTE/HAMILTON Ho!

MULLIGAN To the newly not poor of us!

LAURENS/LAFAYETTE/HAMILTON Woo!

LAFAYETTE We’ll tell the story of tonight.

LAURENS Let’s have another round-

HAMILTON Well, if it isn’t Aaron Burr.

BURR Sir!

HAMILTON I didn’t think you would make it.

BURR To be sure.

MULLIGAN/LAFAYETTE Burr!

BURR I came to say congratulations.

MULLIGAN Spit a verse, Burr!

BURR I see the whole gang is here.

LAFAYETTE You are the worst, Burr!

HAMILTON Ignore them. Congrats to you, Lieutenant Colonel. I wish I had your command instead of manning George’s journal.

BURR No, you don’t.

HAMILTON Yes, I do.

BURR Now, be sensible. From what I hear, you’ve made yourself indispensable.

LAURENS Well, well, I heard You’ve got a special someone on the side, Burr.

HAMILTON Is that so?

LAURENS What are you tryin’ to hide, Burr?

BURR I should go.

HAMILTON No, these guys should go.

LAFAYETTE What?

LAURENS No!

HAMILTON Leave us alone.

MULLIGAN Man…

HAMILTON It’s alright, Burr. I wish you’d brought this girl with you tonight, Burr.

BURR You’re very kind, but I’m afraid it’s unlawful, sir.

HAMILTON What do you mean?

BURR She’s married.

HAMILTON I see.

BURR She’s married to a British officer.

HAMILTON Oh shit…

BURR Congrats again, Alexander. Smile more. I’ll see you on the other side of the war.

HAMILTON I will never understand you. If you love this woman, go get her! What are you waiting for?

BURR I’ll see you on the other side of the war.

HAMILTON I’ll see you on the other side of the war.

~~~

#13 Wait for It

BURR Theodosia writes me a letter ev'ry day. I’m keeping her bed warm while her husband is away. He’s on the British side of Georgia. He’s tryin’ to keep the colonies in line. He can keep all of Georgia. Theodosia, she’s mine.

Love doesn’t discriminate between the sinners and the saints, it takes and it takes and it takes and we keep loving anyway.

We laugh and we cry and we break and we make our mistakes. And if there’s a reason I’m by her side when so many have tried then I’m willing to wait for it. I’m willing to wait for it.

My grandfather was a fire and brimstone preacher,

MEN (interjected) Preacher Preacher Preacher

BURR But there are things that the homilies and hymns won’t teach ya.

MEN (interjected) Teach ya Teach ya Teach ya

BURR My mother was a genius

WOMEN (interjected) Genius

BURR My father commanded respect.

MEN (interjected) Respect Respect

BURR When they died they left no instructions. Just a legacy to protect.

BURR/ENSEMBLE Death doesn’t discriminate Between the sinners and the saints, it takes and it takes and it takes and we keep living anyway. We rise and we fall and we break and we make our mistakes. And if there’s a reason I’m still alive when everyone who loves me has died I’m willing to wait for it. I’m willing to wait for it. Wait for it.

ENSEMBLE Wait for it Wait for it Wait for it

BURR I am the one thing in life I can control

ENSEMBLE Wait for it Wait for it Wait for it Wait for it

BURR I am inimitable I am an original

ENSEMBLE Wait for it Wait for it Wait for it Wait for it

BURR I’m not falling behind or running late

ENSEMBLE Wait for it Wait for it Wait for it Wait for it

BURR I’m not standing still, I am lying in wait

ENSEMBLE Wait Wait Wait

BURR Hamilton faces an endless uphill climb

ENSEMBLE Climb Climb Climb

BURR He has something to prove He has nothing to lose

ENSEMBLE Lose Lose Lose Lose

BURR Hamilton’s pace is relentless he wastes no time

ENSEMBLE Time Time Time

BURR What is it like in his shoes? Hamilton doesn’t hesitate. He exhibits no restraint. He takes and he takes and he takes and he keeps winning anyway. He changes the game. He plays and he raises the stakes. And if there’s a reason he seems to thrive when so few survive, then God dammit

I’m willing to wait for it.

I’m willing to wait for it… Life doesn’t discriminate between the sinners and the saints it takes and it takes and it takes We rise.

We fall And if there’s a reason I’m still alive When so many others have died, then I’m willin’ to-

COMPANY (at the same time) I’m willing to wait for it. Wait for it Wait for… I’m willing to-

Life doesn’t discriminate between the sinners and the saints it takes and it takes and it takes and we keep living anyway, we rise and we fall and we break and we make our mistakes and if there’s a reason I’m still alive when so many have died, then I’m willing’ to-

BURR Wait for it…

WOMEN Wait for it…

MEN Wait for it…

BURR Wait for it…

WOMEN Wait for it…

MEN Wait for it…

WOMEN Wait for it…

MEN Wait for it…

WOMEN Wait for it…

MEN Wait for it…

WOMEN Wait for it…

MEN Wait…

~~~

#14 Stay Alive

ELIZA: Stay alive…

ELIZA/ANGELICA/ENSEMBLE WOMEN: Stay alive…

HAMILTON: I have never seen the General so despondent I have taken over writing all his correspondence Congress writes, “George, attack the British forces.” I shoot back, we have resorted to eating our horses Local merchants deny us equipment, assistance They only take British money, so sing a song of sixpence

WASHINGTON: The cavalry’s not coming

HAMILTON: Sir!

WASHINGTON: Alex, listen. There’s only one way for us to win this Provoke outrage, outright

HAMILTON: That’s right

WASHINGTON: Don’t engage, strike by night Remain relentless ‘til their troops take flight

HAMILTON: Make it impossible to justify the cost of the fight

WASHINGTON: Outrun

HAMILTON: Outrun

WASHINGTON: Outlast

HAMILTON: Outlast

WASHINGTON: Hit ‘em quick, get out fast

HAMILTON: Chick-a-plao!

WASHINGTON: Stay alive ‘til this horror show is past We’re gonna fly a lot of flags half-mast

HAMILTON/LAURENS/LAFAYETTE: Raise a glass!

MULLIGAN: I go back to New York and my apprenticeship

LAFAYETTE: I ask for French aid, I pray that France has sent a ship

LAURENS: I stay at work with Hamilton We write essays against slavery And every day’s a test of our camaraderie And bravery

HAMILTON: We cut supply lines, we steal contraband We pick and choose our battles and places to take a stand And ev’ry day “Sir, entrust me with a command,” And ev’ry day

WASHINGTON: No

HAMILTON: He dismisses me out of hand

HAMILTON: ELIZA/ANGELICA: Instead of me Stay alive… He promotes LEE: Charles Lee Charles Lee. Makes him second-in-command:

LEE: I’m a General. Whee!!!!

HAMILTON: Yeah. He’s not the choice I would have gone with

HAMILTON/LAURENS/LAFAYETTE: He shits the bed at the Battle of Monmouth

WASHINGTON: Ev’ryone attack!

LEE: Retreat!

WASHINGTON: Attack!

LEE: Retreat!

WASHINGTON: What are you doing, Lee? Get back on your feet!

LEE: But there’s so many of them!

WASHINGTON: I’m sorry, is this not your speed?! Hamilton!

HAMILTON: Ready, sir!

WASHINGTON: Have Lafayette take the lead!

HAMILTON: Yes, sir!

LAURENS: A thousand soldiers die in a hundred degree heat

LAFAYETTE: As we snatch a stalemate from the jaws of defeat

HAMILTON: Charles Lee was left behind Without a pot to piss in He started sayin’ this to anybody who would listen:

LEE: Washington cannot be left alone to his devices Indecisive, from crisis to crisis The best thing he can do for the revolution Is turn n’ go back to plantin’ tobacco in Mount Vernon

COMPANY: Oo!!

WASHINGTON: Don’t do a thing. History will prove him wrong

HAMILTON: But, sir!

WASHINGTON: We have a war to fight, let’s move along

LAURENS: Strong words from Lee, someone oughta hold him to it

HAMILTON: I can’t disobey direct orders

LAURENS: Then I’ll do it Alexander, you’re the closest friend I’ve got

HAMILTON: Laurens, do not throw away your shot

~~~

#15 Ten Duel Commandments

MEN: One, two, three, four

FULL COMPANY: Five, six, seven, eight, nine…

BURR/HAMILTON/LAURENS/LEE: It’s the Ten Duel Commandments

FULL COMPANY: It’s the Ten Duel Commandments Number one!

LAURENS: The challenge: demand satisfaction If they apologize, no need for further action

COMPANY: Number two!

LAURENS: If they don’t, grab a friend, that’s your second

HAMILTON: Your lieutenant when there’s reckoning to be reckoned

COMPANY: Number three!

LEE: Have your seconds meet face to face

BURR: Negotiate a peace…

HAMILTON: Or negotiate a time and place

BURR: This is commonplace, ‘specially ‘tween recruits

COMPANY: Most disputes die, and no one shoots Number four!

LAURENS: If they don’t reach a peace, that’s alright Time to get some pistols and a doctor on site

HAMILTON: You pay him in advance, you treat him with civility

BURR: You have him turn around so he can have deniability

COMPANY: Five!

LEE: Duel before the sun is in the sky

COMPANY: Pick a place to die where it’s high and dry Number six!

HAMILTON: Leave a note for your next of kin Tell ‘em where you been. Pray that hell or heaven lets you in

COMPANY: Seven!

LEE: Confess your sins. Ready for the moment of adrenaline when you finally face your opponent

COMPANY: Number eight!

LAURENS/LEE/HAMILTON/BURR: Your last chance to negotiate Send in your seconds, see if they can set the record straight…

BURR: Alexander

HAMILTON: Aaron Burr, sir

BURR: Can we agree that duels are dumb and immature?

HAMILTON: Sure But your man has to answer for his words, Burr

BURR: With his life? We both know that’s absurd, sir

HAMILTON: Hang on, how many men died because Lee was inexperienced and ruinous?

BURR: Okay, so we’re doin’ this

COMPANY: Number nine!

HAMILTON: Look ‘em in the eye, aim no higher Summon all the courage you require Then count

MEN: One two three four

FULL COMPANY: Five six seven eight nine

HAMILTON/BURR: Number

COMPANY: Ten paces!

HAMILTON/BURR: Fire!

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#16 Meet Me Inside

HAMILTON: Lee, do you yield?

BURR: You shot him in the side! Yes, he yields!

LAURENS: I’m satisfied

BURR: Yo, we gotta clear the field!

HAMILTON: Go! We won

COMPANY: Here comes the General!

BURR: This should be fun

WASHINGTON: What is the meaning of this? Mr. Burr, get a medic for the General

BURR: Yes, sir

WASHINGTON: Lee, you will never agree with me But believe me, these young men don’t speak for me Thank you for your service

BURR: Let’s ride!

WASHINGTON: Hamilton!

HAMILTON: Sir!

WASHINGTON: Meet me inside

COMPANY: Meet him inside! Meet him inside! Meet him inside, meet him, meet him inside!

WASHINGTON: Son—

HAMILTON: Don’t call me son

WASHINGTON: This war is hard enough Without infighting

HAMILTON: Lee called you out. We called his bluff

WASHINGTON: You solve nothing, you aggravate our allies to the south

HAMILTON: You’re absolutely right, John should have shot him in the mouth That would’ve shut him up

WASHINGTON: Son

HAMILTON: I’m notcha son

WASHINGTON: Watch your tone I am not a maiden in need of defending, I am grown

HAMILTON (OVERLAPPING): Charles Lee, Thomas Conway These men take your name and they rake it Through the mud

WASHINGTON: My name’s been through a lot, I can take it

HAMILTON: Well, I don’t have your name. I don’t have your titles I don’t have your land But, if you

WASHINGTON: No

HAMILTON: If you gave me command of a battalion, a group of men to lead, I could fly above my station after the war

WASHINGTON: Or you could die and we need you alive

HAMILTON: I’m more than willing to die

WASHINGTON: Your wife needs you alive, son, I need you alive

HAMILTON: Call me son one more time

WASHINGTON: Go home, Alexander That’s an order from your commander

HAMILTON: Sir

WASHINGTON: Go home

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#17 That Would Be Enough

ELIZA: Look around, look around at how lucky we are To be alive right now Look around, look around…

HAMILTON: How long have you known?

ELIZA: A month or so

HAMILTON: Eliza, you should have told me

ELIZA: I wrote to the General a month ago

HAMILTON: No

ELIZA: I begged him to send you home

HAMILTON: You should have told me

ELIZA: I’m not sorry

ELIZA: I knew you’d fight HAMILTON: Until the war was won The war’s not Done.

But you deserve a chance to meet your son Look around, look around at how lucky we are To be alive right now.

HAMILTON: Will you relish being a poor man’s wife Unable to provide for your life?

ELIZA: I relish being your wife Look around, look around…

Look at where you are Look at where you started The fact that you’re alive is a miracle Just stay alive, that would be enough

And if this child Shares a fraction of your smile Or a fragment of your mind, look out world! That would be enough

I don’t pretend to know The challenges you’re facing The worlds you keep erasing and creating in your mind

But I’m not afraid I know who I married So long as you come home at the end of the day That would be enough

We don’t need a legacy We don’t need money If I could grant you peace of mind If you could let me inside your heart…

Oh, let me be a part of the narrative In the story they will write someday Let this moment be the first chapter: Where you decide to stay And I could be enough And we could be enough That would be enough

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#18 Guns and Ships

BURR: How does a ragtag volunteer army in need of a shower Somehow defeat a global superpower? How do we emerge victorious from the quagmire? Leave the battlefield waving Betsy Ross’ flag higher? Yo. Turns out we have a secret weapon! An immigrant you know and love who’s unafraid to step in! He’s constantly confusin’, confoundin’ the British henchmen Ev’ryone give it up for America’s favorite fighting Frenchman!

COMPANY: Lafayette!

LAFAYETTE: I’m takin this horse by the reins makin’ Redcoats redder with bloodstains

COMPANY: Lafayette!

LAFAYETTE: And I’m never gonna stop until I make ‘em Drop and burn ‘em up and scatter their remains, I’m

COMPANY: Lafayette!

LAFAYETTE: Watch me engagin’ em! Escapin’ em! Enragin’ em! I’m—

COMPANY: Lafayette!

LAFAYETTE: I go to France for more funds

COMPANY: Lafayette!

LAFAYETTE: I come back with more

LAFAYETTE AND ENSEMBLE: Guns And ships And so the balance shifts

WASHINGTON: We rendezvous with Rochambeau, consolidate their gifts

LAFAYETTE: We can end this war at Yorktown, cut them off at sea, but For this to succeed, there is someone else we need:

WASHINGTON: I know

WASHINGTON AND COMPANY: Hamilton!

LAFAYETTE: Sir, he knows what to do in a trench Ingenuitive and fluent in French, I mean—

WASHINGTON AND COMPANY: Hamilton!

LAFAYETTE: Sir, you’re gonna have to use him eventually What’s he gonna do on the bench? I mean—

WASHINGTON AND COMPANY: Hamilton!

LAFAYETTE: No one has more resilience Or matches my practical tactical brilliance—

WASHINGTON AND COMPANY: Hamilton!

LAFAYETTE: You wanna fight for your land back?

COMPANY: Hamilton!

WASHINGTON: I need my right hand man back!

WOMEN: Hamilton!

LAFAYETTE: MEN: Ah! Uh, get ya right hand man back Get your right hand man back! You know you gotta get ya right hand man back Your right hand man back!

I mean you gotta put Hamilton! some thought into the letter Ha— but the sooner the better Ha— To get your right hand man back!

WOMEN, MEN: Hamilton, Hamilton! Ha— ha—!

WASHINGTON: Alexander Hamilton Troops are waiting in the field for you If you join us right now, together we can turn the tide Oh, Alexander Hamilton I have soldiers that will yield for you If we manage to get this right They’ll surrender by early light The world will never be the same, Alexander…

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#19 History Has Its Eyes On You WASHINGTON: I was younger than you are now When I was given my first command I led my men straight into a massacre I witnessed their deaths firsthand I made every mistake I felt the shame rise in me And even now I lie awake

WASHINGTON: LAURENS/MULLIGAN: Knowing history has its eyes on me Whoa… . Whoa… . Whoa… . Yeah

HAMILTON/WASHINGTON: COMPANY: History has its eyes on me. Whoa… . Whoa… . Whoa… . Yeah

WASHINGTON: Let me tell you what I wish I’d known When I was young and dreamed of glory: You have no control:

WASHINGTON AND COMPANY: Who lives, who dies, who tells your story

WASHINGTON: I know that we can win I know that greatness lies in you But remember from here on in

WASHINGTON/HAMILTON AND MEN: History has its ENSEMBLE: Eyes on you. Whoa… . Whoa… . Whoa…

FULL COMPANY: History has its eyes on you

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#20 Yorktown (The World Turned Upside Down)

COMPANY: The battle of Yorktown. 1781

LAFAYETTE: Monsieur Hamilton

HAMILTON: Monsieur Lafayette

LAFAYETTE: In command where you belong

HAMILTON: How you say, no sweat We’re finally on the field. We’ve had quite a run

LAFAYETTE: Immigrants:

HAMILTON/LAFAYETTE: We get the job done

HAMILTON: So what happens if we win?

LAFAYETTE: I go back to France I bring freedom to my people if I’m given the chance

HAMILTON: We’ll be with you when you do

LAFAYETTE: Go lead your men

HAMILTON: See you on the other side

LAFAYETTE: ‘Til we meet again, let’s go!

ENSEMBLE: I am not throwin’ away my shot! I am not throwin’ away my shot! Hey yo, I’m just like my country, I’m young Scrappy and hungry And I’m not throwin’ away my shot! I am not throwin’ away my shot!

HAMILTON: ‘Til the world turns upside down…

ENSEMBLE: ‘Til the world turns upside down!

HAMILTON: I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory This is where it gets me: on my feet The enemy ahead of me If this is the end of me, at least I have a friend with me Weapon in my hand, a command, and my men with me Then I remember my Eliza’s expecting me… Not only that, my Eliza’s expecting We gotta go, gotta get the job done Gotta start a new nation, gotta meet my son! Take the bullets out your gun!

ENSEMBLE: What?

HAMILTON: The bullets out your gun!

ENSEMBLE: What?

HAMILTON: We move under cover and we move as one Through the night, we have one shot to live another day We cannot let a stray gunshot give us away We will fight up close, seize the moment and stay in it It’s either that or meet the business end of a bayonet The code word is ‘Rochambeau,’ dig me?

ENSEMBLE: Rochambeau!

HAMILTON: You have your orders now, go, man, go! And so the American experiment begins With my friends all scattered to the winds Laurens is in South Carolina, redefining brav’ry

HAMILTON/LAURENS: We’ll never be free until we end slavery!

HAMILTON: When we finally drive the British away Lafayette is there waiting—

HAMILTON/LAFAYETTE: In Chesapeake Bay!

HAMILTON: How did we know that this plan would work? We had a spy on the inside. That’s right

HAMILTON/COMPANY: Hercules Mulligan!

MULLIGAN: A tailor spyin’ on the British government! I take their measurements, information and then I smuggle it

COMPANY: Up

MULLIGAN: To my brother’s revolutionary covenant I’m runnin’ with the Sons of Liberty and I am lovin’ it! See, that’s what happens when you up against the ruffians We in the shit now, somebody gotta shovel it! Hercules Mulligan, I need no introduction When you knock me down I get the fuck back up again!

COMPANY: Left! Right! Hold! Go! What! What! What!

HAMILTON: After a week of fighting, a young man in a red coat stands on a parapet

LAFAYETTE: We lower our guns as he frantically waves a white handkerchief

MULLIGAN: And just like that, it’s over. We tend to our wounded, we count our dead

LAURENS: Black and white soldiers wonder alike if this really means freedom

WASHINGTON: Not. Yet

HAMILTON: We negotiate the terms of surrender I see George Washington smile We escort their men out of Yorktown They stagger home single file Tens of thousands of people flood the streets There are screams and church bells ringing And as our fallen foes retreat I hear the drinking song they’re singing…

ALL MEN: The world turned upside down

FULL COMPANY: The world turned upside down The world turned upside down The world turned upside down Down Down, down, down

LAFAYETTE: Freedom for America, freedom for France!

COMPANY: Down, down, down

HAMILTON: Gotta start a new nation Gotta meet my son

COMPANY: Down, down, down

MULLIGAN: We won!

LAFAYETTE: We won!

MULLIGAN/LAFAYETTE/LAURENS: We won!

MULLIGAN/LAFAYETTE/LAURENS/HAMILTON/WASHINGTON: We won!

COMPANY: The world turned upside down!

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#21 What Comes Next

They say, The price of my war is not a price that they are willing to pay Insane You cheat with the French Now I am fighting with France and with Spain I am so blue I thought that we made an arrangement when you went away You were mine to subdue Well, even despite our estrangement I got a small query for yooouu What comes next? You’ve been freed Do you know how hard it is to lead? You’re on your own Awesome…wow Do you have a clue what happens now? Oceans rise Empires fall It’s much harder when it’s all your call All alone Across the sea When your people say they hate you Don’t come crawling back to me Da da da da da Da da da da daye da Da da da da daye da You’re on your own…

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#22 Dear Theodosia

[Burr] Dear Theodosia what to say to you You have my eyes You have your mother’s name When you came into the world you cried and it broke my heart

I’m dedicating everyday to you Domestic life was never quite my style When you smile, you knock me out I fall apart and I thought I was so smart

You will come of age with our young nation We’ll bleed and fight for you We’ll make it right for you If we lay a strong enough foundation We’ll pass it on to you We’ll give the world to you and you’ll blow us all away Someday x2 Yeah you’ll blow us all away Someday x2

[Hamilton] Oh, Phillip when you smile I am undone, my son Look at my son Pride is not the word I’m looking for There is so much more inside me now

Oh, Phillip you outshine the morning sun, my son When you smile, I fall apart and I thought I was so smart

My father wasn’t around

[Burr] My father wasn’t around

[Hamilton] I swear that

[Both] I’ll be around for you

[Hamilton] I’ll do whatever it takes

[Burr] I’ll make a million mistakes

[Both] I’ll make the world safe and sound for you

You’ll come of age with our young nation We’ll bleed and fight for you We’ll make it right for you If we lay a strong enough foundation We’ll pass it on to you We’ll give the world to you and you’ll blow us all away Someday x2 Yeah, you’ll blow us all away Someday, someday

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#23 Non-stop

BURR: After the war I went back to New York

HAMILTON: A-After the war I went back to New York

BURR: I finished up my studies and I practiced law

HAMILTON: I practiced law, Burr worked next door

BURR: Even though we started at the very same time Alexander Hamilton began to climb How to account for his rise to the top? Maaaaan, the man is ENSEMBLE: Non-stop! Non-stop!

HAMILTON: Gentlemen of the jury, I’m curious, bear with me Are you aware that we’re making hist’ry? This is the first murder trial of our brand-new nation

HAMILTON: The liberty behind Deliberation— ENSEMBLE: . Non-stop!

HAMILTON: I intend to prove beyond a shadow of a doubt With my assistant counsel

BURR: Co-counsel Hamilton, sit down Our client Levi Weeks is innocent. Call your first witness That’s all you had to say!

HAMILTON: Okay! One more thing—

BURR: Why do you assume you’re the smartest in the room? Why do you assume you’re the smartest in the room? Why do you assume you’re the smartest in the room? Soon that attitude may be your doom!

ENSEMBLE: Awwww!

BURR: ENSEMBLE: Why do you write like you’re Why do you write like you’re running out of time? running out of time? Write day and night like you’re running out of time? Ev’ry day you fight, like you’re Ev’ry day you fight, like you’re running out of time running out of time

Keep on fighting. In the meantime— . Non-stop!

HAMILTON: Corruption’s such an old song that we can sing along in harmony And nowhere is it stronger than in Albany This colony’s economy’s increasingly stalling and

HAMILTON: Honestly, that’s why public service BURR AND ENSEMBLE: Seems to be calling me. He’s just . Non-stop!

HAMILTON: I practiced the law, I practic’ly perfected it I’ve seen injustice in the world and I’ve corrected it Now for a strong central democracy If not, then I’ll be Socrates

HAMILTON: Throwing verbal rocks At these mediocrities. ENSEMBLE: . Awww!

BURR: Hamilton, at the Constitutional Convention:

HAMILTON: I was chosen for the Constitutional Convention

BURR: There as a New York junior delegate:

HAMILTON: Now what I’m going to say may sound indelicate…

COMPANY: Awwww!

BURR: Goes and proposes his own form of government!

COMPANY: What?

His own plan for a new form of government!

COMPANY: What?

BURR: Talks for six hours! The convention is listless!

ENSEMBLE MAN: Bright young man…

ANOTHER ENSEMBLE MAN: Yo, who the f is this?

BURR: Why do you always say what you believe? COMPANY: Why do you always say what Why do you always say what you believe? you believe? Ev’ry proclamation guarantees free ammunition for your enemies! . Awww! BURR AND MEN: Why do you write like it’s ALL WOMEN: Going out of style? Going out of style, hey! Write day and night like it’s Going out of style? Going out of style, hey!

BURR AND COMPANY: Ev’ry day you fight like it’s Going out of style Do what you do

BURR: Alexander?

HAMILTON: Aaron Burr, sir

BURR: It’s the middle of the night

HAMILTON: Can we confer, sir?

BURR: Is this a legal matter?

HAMILTON: Yes, and it’s important to me

BURR: What do you need?

HAMILTON: Burr, you’re a better lawyer than me

BURR: Okay

HAMILTON: I know I talk too much, I’m abrasive You’re incredible in court. You’re succinct, persuasive My client needs a strong defense. You’re the solution

BURR: Who’s your client?

HAMILTON: The new U.S. Constitution?

BURR: No

HAMILTON: Hear me out

BURR: No way!

HAMILTON: A series of essays, anonymously published Defending the document to the public

BURR: No one will read it

HAMILTON: I disagree

BURR: And if it fails?

HAMILTON: Burr, that’s why we need it

BURR: The constitution’s a mess

HAMILTON: So it needs amendments

BURR: It’s full of contradictions

HAMILTON: So is independence We have to start somewhere

BURR: No. No way

HAMILTON: You’re making a mistake

BURR: Good night

HAMILTON: Hey What are you waiting for? What do you stall for?

BURR: What?

HAMILTON: We won the war What was it all for? Do you support this constitution?

BURR: Of course

HAMILTON: Then defend it

BURR: And what if you’re backing the wrong horse?

HAMILTON: Burr, we studied and we fought and we killed For the notion of a nation we now get to build For once in your life, take a stand with pride I don’t understand how you stand to the side

BURR: I’ll keep all my plans Close to my chest ENSEMBLE: . Wait for it, wait for . It, wait… I’ll wait here and see Which way the wind Which way the wind Will blow Will blow I’m taking my time I’m taking my time Watching the Watching the Afterbirth of a nation Afterbirth of a nation Watching the tension grow. Watching the tension grow.

ANGELICA: I am sailing off to London. I’m accompanied by someone Who always pays I have found a wealthy husband who will keep Me in comfort for all my days He is not a lot of fun, but there’s no one who Can match you for turn of phrase My Alexander

HAMILTON: Angelica

ANGELICA: Don’t forget to write

ELIZA: Look at where you are Look at where you started The fact that you’re alive is a miracle Just stay alive, that would be enough And if your wife could share a fraction of your time If I could grant you peace of mind Would that be enough?

BURR: Alexander joins forces with James Madison and John Jay to write a series of essays defending the new United States Constitution, entitled The Federalist Papers. The plan was to write a total of twenty-five essays, the work divided evenly among the three men. In the end, they wrote eighty-five essays, in the span of six months. John Jay got sick after writing five. James Madison wrote twenty-nine. Hamilton wrote the other fifty-one!

BURR: How do you write like you’re ALL WOMEN: Running out of time? Running out of time? Write day and night like you’re Running out of time? Running out of time?

BURR AND MEN: Ev’ry day you fight Like you’re Running out of time Running out of time? Like you’re Running out of time Running out of time? Are you Running out of time? Awwww!

FULL COMPANY (EXCEPT HAMILTON): How do you write like tomorrow won’t arrive? How do you write like you need it to survive? How do you write ev’ry second you’re alive? Ev’ry second you’re alive? Ev’ry second you’re alive?

WASHINGTON: They are asking me to lead I am doing the best I can To get the people that I need I’m asking you to be my right hand man

HAMILTON: Treasury or State?

WASHINGTON: I know it’s a lot to ask

HAMILTON: Treasury or State?

WASHINGTON: To leave behind the world you know…

HAMILTON: Sir, do you want me to run the Treasury or State department?

WASHINGTON: Treasury

HAMILTON: Let’s go

ELIZA: Alexander…

HAMILTON: I have to leave

ELIZA: Alexander—

HAMILTON: Look around, look around at how lucky we are to be alive right now

ELIZA: Helpless…

HAMILTON: They are asking me to lead

ELIZA: Look around, isn’t this enough?

ANGELICA: He will never be satisfied ELIZA: He will never What would be satisfied be enough

. To be . Satisfied Satisfied Satisfied WASH: Satisfied… Satisfied… History has BURR: . its eyes… Why do you . On… assume . You! you’re the . smartest in ENSEMBLE: . the room? Non-stop! . Why do you . Look around assume . Look around! you’re the . smartest in Non-stop! . the room? . Why do you He will never assume be satisfied you’re the . smartest in Non-stop! . Isn’t this the room? Satisfied enough? Soon that at . What would WASH/ titude’s . be enough? MULL/ gonna be Satisfied… LAUR/LAF: your doom! . History has Why do you . its eyes… fight like . On… you’re run . You… ning out of . time? Non-stop! ANGELICA, ELIZA, BURR: Why do you fight like

ANGELICA, ELIZA, BURR, WASH & ENSEMBLE: History has its eyes on you…

HAMILTON: I am not throwin’ away my shot!

MEN: Just you wait!

HAMILTON: I am not throwin’ away my shot! . FULL COMPANY: I am Alexander Hamilton! Just you wait! Alexander Hamilton . Hamilton just you wait! HAMILTON: I am not throwin’ away my shot!

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#24 What’d I Miss

COMPANY: Seventeen. Se- se- seventeen… Se- se- seventeen…

BURR: 1789 How does the bastard orphan Immigrant decorated war vet Unite the colonies through more debt? Fight the other founding fathers til he has to forfeit? Have it all, lose it all You ready for more yet? Treasury Secretary. Washington’s the President Ev’ry American experiment sets a precedent Not so fast. Someone came along to resist him Pissed him off until we had a two-party system You haven’t met him yet, you haven’t had the chance ‘cause he’s been kickin’ ass as the ambassador to France But someone’s gotta keep the American promise You simply must meet Thomas. Thomas!

COMPANY: Thomas Jefferson’s coming home! Thomas Jefferson’s coming home! Thomas Jefferson’s coming home! Thomas Jefferson’s coming home! Thomas Jefferson’s coming home Lord he’s Been off in Paris for so long! Aaa-ooo! Aaa-ooo!

JEFFERSON: France is following us to revolution There is no more status quo But the sun comes up and the world still spins

ENSEMBLE: Aaa-ooo!

JEFFERSON: I helped Lafayette draft a declaration Then I said, ‘I gotta go I gotta be in Monticello.’ Now the work at Home begins…

ENSEMBLE: Aaa-ooo!

JEFFERSON: So what’d I miss? What’d I miss? Virginia, my home sweet home, I wanna give you a kiss I’ve been in Paris meeting lots of different ladies… I guess I basic’lly missed the late eighties… I traveled the wide, wide world and came back to this…

ENSEMBLE: Aaa-ooo!

JEFFERSON: There’s a letter on my desk from the President Haven’t even put my bags down yet Sally be a lamb, darlin’, won’tcha open it? It says the President’s assembling a cabinet And that I am to be the Secretary of State, great! And that I’m already Senate-approved… I just got home and now I’m headed up to New York

ENSEMBLE: Headin’ to New York! Headin’ to New York!

JEFFERSON: Lookin’ at the rolling fields ENSEMBLE: I can’t believe that we are free Believe that we are free

Ready to face Whatever’s awaiting Me in N.Y.C. Me in N.Y.C.

JEFFERSON: But who’s waitin’ for me when I step in the place? My friend James Madison, red in the face

JEFFERSON: He grabs my arm and I respond “What’s goin’ on?”

MADISON: Thomas, we are engaged in a battle for our nation’s very soul Can you get us out of the mess we’re in?

ENSEMBLE: Aaa-ooo!

MADISON: Hamilton’s new financial plan is nothing less Than government control I’ve been fighting for the South alone Where have you been?

JEFFERSON: Uh…France.

ENSEMBLE: Aaa-ooo!

MADISON: We have to win

JEFFERSON: What’d I miss?

ENSEMBLE: Wha? Wha? What’d I miss?

JEFFERSON: What’d I miss?

ENSEMBLE: I’ve come home to this?

JEFFERSON: Headfirst into a political abyss!

ENSEMBLE: Headfirst, into the abyss!

JEFFERSON: I have my first cabinet meeting today

ENSEMBLE: Chik-a-pow!

JEFFERSON: I guess I better think of something to say I’m already on my way Let’s get to the bottom of this…

ENSEMBLE: What did I miss? Ahhh ah!

WASHINGTON: Mr. Jefferson, welcome home

HAMILTON: Mr. Jefferson? Alexander Hamilton

WASHINGTON AND ENSEMBLE: Mr. Jefferson, welcome home

COMPANY: Mr. Jefferson, welcome home Sir, you’ve been off in Paris for so long!

JEFFERSON: So what did I miss?

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#25 Cabinet Battle #1

WASHINGTON: Ladies and gentlemen, you coulda been anywhere in the world tonight, but you’re here with us in New York City. Are you ready for a cabinet meeting???

The issue on the table: Secretary Hamilton’s plan to assume state debt and establish a national bank. Secretary Jefferson, you have the floor, sir

JEFFERSON: ‘Life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.’ We fought for these ideals; we shouldn’t settle for less These are wise words, enterprising men quote ‘em Don’t act surprised, you guys, cuz I wrote ‘em

JEFFERSON & MADISON: Oww

JEFFERSON: But Hamilton forgets His plan would have the government assume state’s debts Now, place your bets as to who that benefits: The very seat of government where Hamilton sits

HAMILTON: Not true!

JEFFERSON: Ooh, if the shoe fits, wear it If New York’s in debt— Why should Virginia bear it? Uh! Our debts are paid, I’m afraid Don’t tax the South cuz we got it made in the shade In Virginia, we plant seeds in the ground We create. You just wanna move our money around This financial plan is an outrageous demand And it’s too many damn pages for any man to understand Stand with me in the land of the free And pray to God we never see Hamilton’s candidacy Look, when Britain taxed our tea, we got frisky Imagine what gon’ happen when you try to tax our whisky

WASHINGTON: Thank you, Secretary Jefferson. Secretary Hamilton, your response

HAMILTON: Thomas. That was a real nice declaration Welcome to the present, we’re running a real nation Would you like to join us, or stay mellow Doin’ whatever the hell it is you do in Monticello? If we assume the debts, the union gets A new line of credit, a financial diuretic How do you not get it? If we’re aggressive and competitive The union gets a boost. You’d rather give it a sedative? A civics lesson from a slaver. Hey neighbor Your debts are paid cuz you don’t pay for labor “We plant seeds in the South. We create.” Yeah, keep ranting We know who’s really doing the planting And another thing, Mr. Age of Enlightenment Don’t lecture me about the war, you didn’t fight in it You think I’m frightened of you, man? We almost died in a trench While you were off getting high with the French Thomas Jefferson, always hesitant with the President Reticent—there isn’t a plan he doesn’t jettison Madison, you’re mad as a hatter, son, take your medicine Damn, you’re in worse shape than the national debt is in Sittin’ there useless as two shits Hey, turn around, bend over, I’ll show you Where my shoe fits

WASHINGTON: Excuse me? Madison, Jefferson, take a walk! Hamilton, take a walk! We’ll reconvene after a brief recess. Hamilton!

HAMILTON: Sir!

WASHINGTON: A word

MADISON: You don’t have the votes

JEFFERSON/MADISON: You don’t have the votes

JEFFERSON: Aha-ha-ha ha!

JEFFERSON/MADISON: You’re gonna need congressional approval and you don’t have the votes

JEFFERSON: Such a blunder sometimes it makes me wonder why I even bring the thunder

MADISON: Why he even brings the thunder…

WASHINGTON: You wanna pull yourself together?

HAMILTON: I’m sorry, these Virginians are birds of a feather

WASHINGTON: Young man, I’m from Virginia, so watch your mouth

HAMILTON: So we let Congress get held hostage by the South?

WASHINGTON: You need the votes

HAMILTON: No, we need bold strokes. We need this plan

WASHINGTON: No, you need to convince more folks

HAMILTON: James Madison won’t talk to me, that’s a nonstarter

WASHINGTON: Winning was easy, young man. Governing’s harder

HAMILTON: They’re being intransigent

WASHINGTON: You have to find a compromise

HAMILTON: But they don’t have a plan, they just hate mine!

WASHINGTON: Convince them otherwise

HAMILTON: What happens if I don’t get congressional approval?

WASHINGTON: I imagine they’ll call for your removal

HAMILTON: Sir—

WASHINGTON: Figure it out, Alexander. That’s an order from your commander

~~~

#26 Take A Break

ELIZA: Un deux trois quatre Cinq six sept huit neuf

PHILIP: Un deux trois quatre Cinq six sept huit neuf

ELIZA: Good! Un deux trois quatre Cinq six sept huit neuf

PHILIP: Un deux trois quatre Cinq six sept huit neuf

ELIZA: Sept huit neuf

PHILIP: Sept huit neuf

ELIZA: Sept huit neuf

PHILIP: Sept huit neuf

ELIZA AND PHILIP: One two three four five six seven eight nine!

HAMILTON: My dearest, Angelica “Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow Creeps in this petty pace from day to day” I trust you’ll understand the reference to Another Scottish tragedy without my having to name the play They think me Macbeth, and ambition is my folly I’m a polymath, a pain in the ass, a massive pain Madison is Banquo, Jefferson’s Macduff And Birnam Wood is Congress on its way to Dunsinane

HAMILTON & ANGELICA: And there you are, an ocean away Do you have to live an ocean away? Thoughts of you subside Then I get another letter I cannot put the notion away…

ELIZA: Take a break

HAMILTON: I am on my way

ELIZA: There’s a little surprise before supper And it cannot wait

HAMILTON: I’ll be there in just a minute, save my plate

ELIZA: Alexander

HAMILTON: Okay, okay

ELIZA: Your son is nine years old today Has something he’d like to say He’s been practicing all day Philip, take it away

PHILIP: Daddy, daddy, look My name is Philip I am a poet I wrote this poem just To show it And I just turned nine You can write rhymes But you can’t write mine

HAMILTON: What!

PHILIP: I practice French And play piano with my mother

HAMILTON: Uh-huh!

PHILIP: I have a sister, but I want a little brother

HAMILTON: Okay!

PHILIP: My daddy’s trying to start America’s bank Un deux trois quatre cinq!

HAMILTON: Bravo!

ELIZA: Take a break

HAMILTON: Hey, our kid is pretty great

ELIZA: Run away with us for the summer Let’s go upstate

HAMILTON: Eliza, I’ve got so much on my plate

ELIZA: We can all go stay with my father There’s a lake I know…

HAMILTON: I know

ELIZA: In a nearby park

HAMILTON: I’d love to go

ELIZA: You and I can go when the night gets dark…

HAMILTON: I will try to get away

ANGELICA: My dearest Alexander You must get through to Jefferson Sit down with him and compromise Don’t stop ‘til you agree Your fav’rite older sister Angelica, reminds you There’s someone in your corner all the way across the sea

In a letter I received from you two weeks ago I noticed a comma in the middle of a phrase It changed the meaning. Did you intend this? One stroke and you’ve consumed my waking days It says:

HAMILTON & ANGELICA: “My dearest Angelica”

ANGELICA: With a comma after “dearest.” You’ve written

HAMILTON AND ANGELICA: “My dearest, Angelica.”

ANGELICA: Anyway, all this to say I’m coming home this summer At my sister’s invitation I’ll be there with your fam’ly If you make your way upstate I know you’re very busy I know your work’s important But I’m crossing the ocean and I just can’t wait

HAMILTON AND ANGELICA: You won’t be an ocean away You will only be a moment away…

ELIZA: Alexander, come downstairs. Angelica’s arriving today! Angelica!

ANGELICA: Eliza!

HAMILTON: The Schuyler sisters!

ANGELICA: Alexander

HAMILTON: Hi

ANGELICA: It’s good to see your face

ELIZA: Angelica, tell this man John Adams spends the summer with his family

HAMILTON: Angelica, tell my wife John Adams doesn’t have a real job anyway

ANGELICA: …you’re not joining us? Wait

HAMILTON: I’m afraid I cannot join you upstate

ANGELICA: Alexander, I came all this way

ELIZA: She came all this way

ANGELICA: All this way

ELIZA AND ANGELICA: Take a break

HAMILTON: You know I have to get my plan through Congress

ELIZA AND ANGELICA: Run away with us for the summer Let’s go upstate

HAMILTON: I lose my job if I don’t get my plan through Congress

ELIZA AND ANGELICA: We can all go stay with our father

ELIZA: There’s a lake I know

ANGELICA: I know I’ll miss your face

ELIZA: In a nearby park

ANGELICA: Screw your courage to the sticking place

ELIZA: You and I can go

ANGELICA: Eliza’s right

ELIZA AND ANGELICA: Take a break and get away

ANGELICA: Run away with us for the summer

ELIZA: Let’s go upstate Where we can stay

ANGELICA: We can all go stay with our father If you take your time

ELIZA: Look around, look around At how lucky we are to be alive right now

ANGELICA: You will make your mark Close your eyes and dream

ELIZA: We can go

ELIZA AND ANGELICA: When the night gets dark Take a break.

HAMILTON: I have to get my plan through Congress I can’t stop until I get this plan through Congress

~~~

#27 Say No To This

BURR: There’s nothing like summer in the city Someone under stress meets someone looking pretty There’s trouble in the air, you can smell it And Alexander’s by himself. I’ll let him tell it

HAMILTON: I hadn’t slept in a week I was weak, I was awake You never seen a bastard orphan More in need of a break Longing for Angelica Missing my wife That’s when Miss Maria Reynolds walked into my life, she said:

MARIA: I know you are a man of honor I’m so sorry to bother you at home But I don’t know where to go, and I came here all alone…

HAMILTON: She said:

MARIA: My husband’s doin’ me wrong Beatin’ me, cheatin’ me, mistreatin’ me… Suddenly he’s up and gone I don’t have the means to go on

HAMILTON: So I offered her a loan, I offered to walk her home, she said

MARIA: You’re too kind, sir

HAMILTON: I gave her thirty bucks that I had socked away She lived a block away, she said:

MARIA: This one’s mine, sir

HAMILTON: Then I said, “well, I should head back home,” She turned red, she led me to her bed Let her legs spread and said:

MARIA: Stay?

HAMILTON: Hey…

MARIA: Hey…

HAMILTON: That’s when I began to pray: Lord, show me how to Say no to this I don’t know how to Say no to this

But my God, she looks so helpless And her body’s saying, “hell, yes”

MARIA: Whoa…

HAMILTON: Nooo, show me how to

HAMILTON/ENSEMBLE: Say no to this

HAMILTON: I don’t know how to

HAMILTON/ENSEMBLE: Say no to this

HAMILTON: In my mind, I’m tryin’ to go

ENSEMBLE: Go! Go! Go!

HAMILTON: Then her mouth is on mine, and I don’t say…

ENSEMBLE: No! No! Say no to this! No! No! Say no to this! No! No! Say no to this! No! No! Say no to this!

HAMILTON: I wish I could say that was the last time I said that last time. It became a pastime A month into this endeavor I received a letter From a Mr. James Reynolds, even better, it said:

JAMES: Dear Sir, I hope this letter finds you in good health And in a prosperous enough position to put wealth In the pockets of people like me: down on their luck You see, that was my wife who you decided to

HAMILTON: Fuuuu

JAMES: Uh-oh! You made the wrong sucker a cuckold So time to pay the piper for the pants you unbuckled And hey, you can keep seein’ my whore wife If the price is right: if not I’m telling your wife

HAMILTON: I hid the letter and I raced to her place Screamed “How could you?!” in her face She said:

MARIA: No, sir!

HAMILTON: Half dressed, apologetic. A mess, she looked Pathetic, she cried:

MARIA: Please don’t go, sir!

HAMILTON: So was your whole story a setup?

MARIA: I don’t know about any letter!

HAMILTON: Stop crying Goddamnit, get up!

MARIA: I didn’t know any better

HAMILTON: I am ruined…

MARIA: Please don’t leave me with him helpless

HAMILTON: I am helpless—how could I do this?

MARIA: Just give him what he wants and you can have me

HAMILTON: I don’t want you

MARIA: Whatever you want

HAMILTON: I don’t want you

MARIA: HAMILTON: If you pay I don’t… You can stay . Lord, show me how to ENSEMBLE: . Say no to this Say no to this! Tonight I don’t know how to . Say no to this Say no to this! . Cuz the situation’s helpless Helpless . And her body’s screaming, . “Hell, yes” Whoa! . No, show me how to . Say no to this Say no to this! How can you How can I Say no to this? Say no to this? Say no to this! . There is nowhere I can go . Go! Go! Go! . When her body’s on mine . I do not say… HAMILTON: Yes

MARIA: ENSEMBLE: Yes! Say no to this! No!

HAMILTON: Yes

MARIA: Yes! Say no to this! No!

HAMILTON: Yes

MARIA: Yes! Say no to this! No!

HAMILTON: Yes

MARIA: Yes! Say no to this!

HAMILTON: Say no to this…

MARIA: Don’t say no to this

HAMILTON: I don’t say no to this There is nowhere I can go.

ENSEMBLE: Go go go…

JAMES: So?

HAMILTON: Nobody needs to know

~~~

#28 The Room Where It Happens

BURR: Ah, Mister Secretary

HAMILTON: Mister Burr, sir

BURR: Didja hear the news about good old General Mercer?

HAMILTON: No

BURR: You know Clermont Street?

HAMILTON: Yeah

BURR: They renamed it after him. The Mercer legacy is secure

HAMILTON: Sure

BURR: And all he had to do was die

HAMILTON: That’s a lot less work

BURR: We oughta give it a try

HAMILTON: Ha

BURR: Now how’re you gonna get your debt plan through?

HAMILTON: I guess I’m gonna fin’ly have to listen to you

BURR: Really?

HAMILTON: “Talk less. Smile more.”

BURR: Ha

HAMILTON: Do whatever it takes to get my plan on the Congress floor

BURR: Now, Madison and Jefferson are merciless.

HAMILTON: Well, hate the sin, love the sinner

MADISON: Hamilton!

HAMILTON: I’m sorry Burr, I’ve gotta go

BURR: But—

HAMILTON: Decisions are happening over dinner

BURR: Two Virginians and an immigrant walk into a room

BURR AND ENSEMBLE: Diametric’ly opposed, foes

BURR: They emerge with a compromise, having opened doors that were

BURR AND ENSEMBLE: Previously closed

ENSEMBLE: Bros

BURR The immigrant emerges with unprecedented financial power A system he can shape however he wants The Virginians emerge with the nation’s capital And here’s the pièce de résistance:

BURR: No one else was in The room where it happened The room where it happened The room where it happened No one else was in The room where it happened The room where it happened The room where it happened No one really knows how the game is played The art of the trade How the sausage gets made We just assume that it happens But no one else is in The room where it happens.

BURR AND COMPANY: Thomas claims

JEFFERSON: Alexander was on Washington’s doorstep one day In distress ‘n disarray

BURR AND COMPANY: Thomas claims

JEFFERSON: Alexander said

HAMILTON: I’ve nowhere else to turn!

JEFFERSON: And basic’ly begged me to join the fray

BURR AND COMPANY: Thomas claims

JEFFERSON: I approached Madison and said “I know you hate ‘im, but let’s hear what he has to say.”

BURR AND COMPANY: Thomas claims

JEFFERSON: Well, I arranged the meeting I arranged the menu, the venue, the seating

BURR: But! No one else was in

BURR AND COMPANY: The room where it happened The room where it happened The room where it happened

BURR: No one else was in

BURR AND COMPANY: The room where it happened The room where it happened The room where it happened

BURR: No one really knows how the Parties get to yesssss The pieces that are sacrificed in Ev’ry game of chesssss We just assume that it happens But no one else is in The room where it happens.

BURR AND COMPANY: Meanwhile

BURR: Madison is grappling with the fact that not ev’ry issue can be settled by committee

COMPANY: Meanwhile

BURR: Congress is fighting over where to put the capital—

Company screams in chaos

BURR: It isn’t pretty Then Jefferson approaches with a dinner and invite And Madison responds with Virginian insight:

MADISON: Maybe we can solve one problem with another and win a victory for the Southerners, in other words

JEFFERSON: Oh-ho!

MADISON: A quid pro quo

JEFFERSON: I suppose

MADISON: Wouldn’t you like to work a little closer to home?

JEFFERSON: Actually, I would

MADISON: Well, I propose the Potomac

JEFFERSON: And you’ll provide him his votes?

MADISON: Well, we’ll see how it goes

JEFFERSON: Let’s go

BURR: No!

COMPANY: one else was in The room where it happened

BURR AND COMPANY: The room where it happened The room where it happened No one else was in The room where it happened The room where it happened The room where it happened

BURR: My God!

BURR AND COMPANY: In God we trust But we’ll never really know what got discussed Click-boom then it happened

BURR: And no one else was in the room where it happened

COMPANY: Alexander Hamilton!

BURR: What did they say to you to get you to sell New York City down the river?

COMPANY: Alexander Hamilton!

BURR: Did Washington know about the dinner? Was there Presidential pressure to deliver?

COMPANY: Alexander Hamilton!

BURR: Or did you know, even then, it doesn’t matter Where you put the U.S. Capital?

HAMILTON: Cuz we’ll have the banks We’re in the same spot

BURR: You got more than you gave

HAMILTON: And I wanted what I got When you got skin in the game, you stay in the game But you don’t get a win unless you play in the game Oh, you get love for it. You get hate for it You get nothing if you…

HAMILTON AND COMPANY: Wait for it, wait for it, wait!

HAMILTON: God help and forgive me I wanna build Something that’s gonna Outlive me

HAMILTON/JEFFERSON/MADISON/WASHINGTON: What do you want, Burr? What do you want, Burr?

If you stand for nothing Burr, then what do you fall for?

BURR: I wanna be in The room where it happens The room where it happens I wanna be in The room where it happens The room where it happens

BURR: COMPANY: I I wanna be in . The room where it happens Wanna be The room where it happens In the room where it happens The room where it happens

I I wanna be in the room . Where it happens I wanna be in the room… The room where it happens Oh The room where it happens Oh I wanna be in . The room where it happens I wanna be The room where it happens I wanna be The room where it happens

I’ve got to be I wanna be in I’ve got to be The room where it happens In that room The room where it happens In that big ol’ room The room where it happens

COMPANY: The art of the compromise—

BURR: Hold your nose and close your eyes

COMPANY: We want our leaders to save the day—

BURR: But we don’t get a say in what they trade away

COMPANY: We dream of a brand new start—

BURR: But we dream in the dark for the most part

BURR AND COMPANY: Dark as a tomb where it happens

BURR: I’ve got to be in COMPANY: The room… The room where it happens

I’ve got to be… . The room where it happens I’ve got to be… . The room where it happens Oh, I’ve got to be in The room where it happens… The room where it happens I’ve got to be, I’ve gotta be, The room where it happens I’ve gotta be… In the room! I wanna be in the room . Where it happens! Click-boom! Click-boom!

~~~

#29 Schuyler Defeated

PHILLIP: Look! Grandpa’s in the paper! “War hero Philip Schuyler loses senate seat to young upstart Aaron Burr” Grandpa just lost his seat in the senate

ELIZA: Sometimes that’s how it goes

PHILLIP: Daddy’s gonna find out any minute

ELIZA: I’m sure he already knows

PHILLIP: Further down

PHILLIP & ELIZA: Further down

PHILLIP: Let’s meet the newest senator from New York

ELIZA: New York

PHILLIP & ELIZA: Our senator

HAMILTON: Burr? Since when are you a Democratic-Republican?

BURR: Since being one put me on the up and up again

HAMILTON: No one knows who you are or what you do

BURR: They don’t need to know me They don’t like you

HAMILTON: Excuse me?

BURR: Oh, Wall Street thinks you’re great You’ll always be adored by the things you create But upstate—

HAMILTON: Wait

BURR: —people think you’re crooked Schuyler’s seat was up for grabs so I took it

HAMILTON: I’ve always considered you a friend

BURR: I don’t see why that has to end

HAMILTON: You changed parties to run against my father-in-law

BURR: I changed parties to seize the opportunity I saw I swear your pride will be the death of us all Beware, it goeth before the fall

~~~

#30 Cabinet Battle #2

[WASHINGTON] The issue on the table: France is on the verge of war with England, and do we provide aid and our troops to our French allies or do we stay out of it? Remember, my decision on this matter is not subject to congressional approval. The only person you have to convince is me. Secretary Jefferson, you have the floor, sir.

[JEFFERSON] When we were on death’s door When we were needy We made a promise We signed a treaty We need money and guns and half a chance Uh, who provided those funds?

[MADISON] France.

[JEFFERSON] In return, they didn’t ask for land, Only a promise that we’d lend a hand And stand with them If they fought against oppressors And revolution is messy But now is the time to stand! Stand with our brothers As they fight against tyranny. I know that Alexander Hamilton is here and he Would rather not have this debate; I’ll remind you that he is not Secretary of State! He knows nothing of loyalty Smells like new money, dresses like fake royalty Desperate to rise above his station, Everything he does betrays the ideals of our nation. Hey, and if you don’t know, now you know, Mr. President.

[WASHINGTON] Thank you, Secretary Jefferson. Secretary Hamilton, your response?

[HAMILTON] You must be out of your goddamn mind If you think The President is going to bring the nation to the brink Of meddling in the middle of a military mess, A game of chess, Where France is Queen and King-less. We signed a treaty with a King whose head is now in a basket, Would you like to take it out and ask it? Should we honor our treaty, King Louis’s head? “Uh, do whatever you want I’m super dead!”

[WASHINGTON] Enough enough, Hamilton is right.

[JEFFERSON] Mr. President!

[WASHINGTON] We’re too fragile to start another fight.

[JEFFERSON] But sir, do we not fight for freedom?

[WASHINGTON] Sure, when the French figure out who’s gonna lead ‘em.

[JEFFERSON] The people are leading!

[WASHINGTON] The people are rioting! There’s a difference! Frankly it’s a little disquieting you would let your ideals blind you to reality! Hamilton?

[HAMILTON] Sir

[WASHINGTON] Draft the statement of neutrality. [JEFFERSON] Did you forget Lafayette?

[HAMILTON] What?

[JEFFERSON] Have you an ounce of regret? You accumulate debt, you accumulate power. Yet in their hour of need, you forget.

[HAMILTON] Lafayette’s a smart man, he’ll be fine. And before he was your friend, he was mine. If we try to fight in every revolution in the world, We never stop. Where do we draw the line?

[JEFFERSON] So quick witted.

[HAMILTON] Alas, I admit it.

[JEFFERSON] I bet you were quite a lawyer.

[HAMILTON] My defendants got acquitted

[JEFFERSON] Yeah, well someone ought to remind you

[HAMILTON] What?

[JEFFERSON] You’re nothing without Washington behind you.

[WASHINGTON] Hamilton!

[JEFFERSON] Daddy’s calling!

~~~

#31 Washington On Your Side

[Intro: Aaron Burr] It must be nice, it must be nice To have Washington on your side (x2)

[Verse 1: Thomas Jefferson] Ev'ry action has its equal, opposite reactions. Thanks to Hamilton, our cabinet’s fractured into factions. Try not to crack under the stress, we’re breaking down like fractions. We smack each other in the press, and we don’t print retractions I get no satisfaction witnessing his fits of passion The way he primps and preens and dresses like the pits of fashion Our poorest citizens, our farmers, live ration to ration As Wall Street robs ‘em blind in search of chips to cash in This prick is asking for someone to bring him to task Somebody give me some dirt on this vacuous mass so we can at last unmask him I’ll pull the trigger on him, someone load the gun and cock it While we were all watching, he got Washington in his pocket

[Hook: Thomas Jefferson, Aaron Burr and James Madison (ALL)] It must be nice, it must be nice
 To have Washington on your side (x2) Look back at the Bill of Rights (which I wrote!)
 The ink hasn’t dried It must be nice, it must be nice
 To have Washington on your side

[Verse 2: Thomas Jefferson, Aaron Burr and James Madison (ALL)] So he’s doubled the size of the government
 Wasn’t the trouble with much of our previous government size Look in his eyes, see how he lies, follow the scent of his enterprise Centralizing national credit and making American credit competitive If we don’t stop it, we aid and abet it. I have to resign! Somebody has to stand up for the South!
 Well, somebody has to stand up to his mouth! If there’s a fire you’re trying to douse, You can’t put it out from inside the house!
 I’m in the cabinet, I am complicit in watching him grabbin’ at power and kiss it. If Washington isn’t gon’ listen to disciplined dissidents, This is the difference, this kid is OUT!

[Bridge: Chorus] OH! This immigrant isn’t somebody we chose! OH! This immigrant’s keeping us all on our toes! OH! Let’s show these Federalists what they’re up against! OH! Southern motherfucking (uh-huh) Democratic-Republicans! OH! Now follow the money and see where it goes! OH! Because every second, the treasury grows! OH! If we follow the money and see where it leads Get in the weeds, look for the seeds of Hamilton’s misdeeds!

[Outro: Thomas Jefferson, Aaron Burr and James Madison (ALL)] It must be nice, it must be nice…
 Follow the money and see where it goes!
 It must be nice, it must be nice…
 The emperor has no clothes We won’t be invisible We won’t be denied!
 Still…
 It must be nice, it must be nice
 To have Washington on your side

~~~

#32 One Last Time

HAMILTON: Mr. President, you asked to see me?

WASHINGTON: I know you’re busy

HAMILTON: What do you need, sir? Sir?

WASHINGTON: I wanna give you a word of warning

HAMILTON: Sir, I don’t know what you heard But whatever it is, Jefferson started it

WASHINGTON: Thomas Jefferson resigned this morning

HAMILTON: You’re kidding

WASHINGTON: I need a favor

HAMILTON: Whatever you say, sir, Jefferson will pay for his behavior

WASHINGTON: Shh. Talk less

HAMILTON: I’ll use the press I’ll write under a pseudonym, you’ll see what I can do to him

WASHINGTON: I need you to draft an address

HAMILTON: Yes! He resigned. You can finally speak your mind

WASHINGTON: No, he’s stepping down so he can run for President

HAMILTON: Ha. Good luck defeating you, sir

WASHINGTON: I’m stepping down. I’m not running for President

HAMILTON: I’m sorry, what?

WASHINGTON: One last time Relax, have a drink with me One last time Let’s take a break tonight And then we’ll teach them how to say goodbye To say goodbye You and I

HAMILTON: No, sir, why?

WASHINGTON: I wanna talk about neutrality

HAMILTON: Sir, with Britain and France on the verge of war, is this the best time

WASHINGTON: I want to warn against partisan fighting

HAMILTON: But—

WASHINGTON: Pick up a pen, start writing I wanna talk about what I have learned The hard-won wisdom I have earned

HAMILTON: As far as the people are concerned You have to serve, you could continue to serve

WASHINGTON: No! One last time The people will hear from me One last time And if we get this right We’re gonna teach ‘em how to say Goodbye You and I

HAMILTON: Mr. President, they will say you’re weak

WASHINGTON: No, they will see we’re strong

HAMILTON: Your position is so unique

WASHINGTON: So I’ll use it to move them along

HAMILTON: Why do you have to say goodbye?

WASHINGTON: If I say goodbye, the nation learns to move on It outlives me when I’m gone Like the scripture says: “Everyone shall sit under their own vine and fig tree And no one shall make them afraid.” They’ll be safe in the nation we’ve made I wanna sit under my own vine and fig tree A moment alone in the shade At home in this nation we’ve made One last time

HAMILTON: One last time

HAMILTON: Though, in reviewing the incidents of my administration, I am unconscious of intentional error, I am nevertheless too sensible of my defects not to think it probable that I may have committed many errors. I shall also carry with me

HAMILTON & WASHINGTON: The hope

HAMILTON: That my country will

HAMILTON & WASHINGTON: View them with indulgence;

HAMILTON: And that

HAMILTON & WASHINGTON: After forty-five years of my life dedicated to its service with an upright zeal

HAMILTON: The faults of incompetent abilities will be

HAMILTON & WASHINGTON: Consigned oblivion, as I myself must soon be to the mansions of rest I anticipate with pleasing expectation that retreat in which I promise myself to realize the sweet enjoyment of partaking, in the midst of my fellow-citizens, the benign influence of good laws Under a free government, the ever-favorite object of my heart, and the happy reward, as I trust Of our mutual cares, labors, and dangers.

WASHINGTON: One last time

ALL WOMEN: George Washington’s going home!

HAMILTON: Teach ‘em how to say goodbye

COMPANY: George Washington’s going home

WASHINGTON: You and I

COMPANY: George Washington’s going home

WASHINGTON: Going home

COMPANY: George Washington’s going home

WASHINGTON: History has its eyes on you

COMPANY: George Washington’s going home

WASHINGTON: COMPANY: We’re gonna teach ‘em how to Say goodbye! Teach ‘em how to say goodbye! Teach ‘em how to Say goodbye! Teach ‘em how! To say goodbye! . Say goodbye! Say goodbye! . Say goodbye! One last time! . One last time!

~~~

#33 I Know Him

They say, George Washington’s yielding his power and stepping away

Is that true? I wasn’t aware that was something a person could do

I’m perplexed. Are they going to keep on replacing whoever’s in charge? If so who’s next? There’s nobody else in their country who looms quite as large

[whispers]

[Spoken] John Adams?

I know him That can’t be That’s that little guy who spoke to me all those years ago What was it '85? That poor man they’re going to eat him alive

Ocean’s rise, empires fall Next to Washington they all look small

All alone watch them run They will tear each other in to pieces Jesus Christ this will be fun

Da da da da da Da da da da daye da Da da da da daye da [laughs]

[Spoken] President John Adams, Good luck!

~~~

#34 The Adams Administration

BURR: How does Hamilton, the short-tempered, protean creator of the coast guard, founder of the New York Post ardently abuse his cabinet post destroy his reputation? Welcome folks, to the Adam’s Admistration. Jefferson’s the runner-up which makes him the vice-president,

MADISON: Washington can’t help you now, no more Mr. nice President

BURR: Adams fires Hamilton, Privatley calls him creole bastard in his toss (JEFFERSON: Say what?) Hamilton publishes his response.

HAMILTON: Sit down John, you fat mother-fucker.

JEFFERSON: Hamilton’s out of control,

MADISON: This is great: He’s out of power, he holds no office and he just destroyed president John Adams the only other significant member of his party

JEFFERSON: Hamilton is a host unto himself, as long as he can hold a pen, he’s a threat. Let’s let him know what we know.

~~~

#35 We Know

HAMILTON: Mr. Vice President Mr. Madison Senator Burr What is this?

JEFFERSON: We have the check stubs. From separate accounts…

MADISON: Almost a thousand dollars, paid in different amounts…

BURR: To a Mr. James Reynolds way back in Seventeen ninety-one

HAMILTON: Is that what you have? Are you done?

MADISON: You are uniquely situated by virtue of your position

JEFFERSON: Though ‘virtue’ is not a word I’d apply to this situation

MADISON: To seek financial gain, to stray from your sacred mission

JEFFERSON: And the evidence suggests you’ve engaged in speculation

BURR: An immigrant embezzling our government funds

JEFFERSON/MADISON: I can almost see the headline, your career is done

BURR: I hope you saved some money for your daughter and sons

BURR/JEFFERSON/MADISON: Ya best g'wan run back where ya come from!

HAMILTON: Ha! You don’t even know what you’re asking me to confess

JEFFERSON/MADISON/BURR: Confess

HAMILTON: You got nothing. I don’t have to tell you anything at all Unless

JEFFERSON/MADISON/BURR: Unless

HAMILTON: If I can prove that I never broke the law Do you promise not to tell another soul what you saw?

BURR: No one else was in the room where it happened

HAMILTON: Is that a yes?

JEFFERSON/MADISON/BURR: Um, yes

BURR: “Dear Sir, I hope this letter finds you in good health And in a prosperous enough position to put wealth In the pockets of people like me: down on their luck You see, it was my wife who you decided to”

JEFFERSON: Whaaaat—

HAMILTON: She courted me Escorted me to bed and when she had me in a corner That’s when Reynolds extorted me For a sordid fee I paid him quarterly I may have mortally wounded my prospects But my papers are orderly! As you can see I kept a record of every check in my checkered History. Check it again against your list n’ see consistency I never spent a cent that wasn’t mine You sent the dogs after my scent, that’s fine Yes, I have reasons for shame But I have not committed treason and sullied my good name As you can see I have done nothing to provoke legal action Are my answers to your satisfaction?

JEFFERSON: My God

MADISON: Gentlemen, let’s go

HAMILTON: So?

JEFFERSON AND MADISON: The people won’t know what we know

HAMILTON: Burr! How do I know you won’t use this against me The next time we go toe to toe?

BURR: Alexander, rumors only grow. And we both Know what we know

~~~

#36 Hurricane

HAMILTON: In the eye of a hurricane There is quiet For just a moment A yellow sky

When I was seventeen a hurricane Destroyed my town I didn’t drown I couldn’t seem to die

I wrote my way out Wrote everything down far as I could see I wrote my way out I looked up and the town had its eyes on me

They passed a plate around Total strangers Moved to kindness by my story Raised enough for me to book passage on a Ship that was New York bound…

I wrote my way out of hell I wrote my way to revolution I was louder than the crack in the bell I wrote Eliza love letters until she fell I wrote about The Constitution and defended it well And in the face of ignorance and resistance I wrote financial systems into existence And when my prayers to God were met with indifference I picked up a pen, I wrote my own deliverance

In the eye of a hurricane There is quiet For just a moment A yellow sky

I was twelve when my mother died She was holding me We were sick and she was holding me I couldn’t seem to die

BURR: Wait for it, wait for it, wait for it…

HAMILTON: I’ll write my way out…

BURR AND ENSEMBLE: Wait for it, wait for it, wait for it…

HAMILTON: Write ev’rything down, far as I can see…

BURR AND ENSEMBLE: Wait for it, wait for it, wait for it, wait…

WASHINTON, ELIZA, ANGELICA & MARIA: History has its eyes on you.

HAMILTON: I’ll write my way out… Overwhelm them with honesty.

HAMILTON: This is the eye of the hurricane, this is the only Way I can protect my legacy…

COMPANY (EXCEPT HAMILTON): Wait for it, wait for it, wait for it, wait…

HAMILTON: The Reynolds Pamphlet

~~~ #37 The Reynolds Pamphlet

FULL COMPANY: The Reynolds Pamphlet

JEFFERSON/MADISON/ANGELICA: Have you read this?

BURR/JEFFERSON/MADISON: Alexander Hamilton had a torrid affair And he wrote it down right there

MADISON: Highlights!

HAMILTON/JEFFERSON: “The charge against me Is a connection with one JAMES: James Reynolds! James Reynolds! For purposes of Improper speculation BURR: My real crime is an My real crime is an Amorous connection with his wife Amorous connection with his wife For a considerable time With his knowing consent

MADISON/BURR/JEFFERSON: Damn!

HAMILTON/JEFFERSON/MADISON: “I had frequent meetings with her Most of them at my own house.”

BURR: At his own house!

MADISON: At his own house!

DEEP VOICE: Damn!

HAMILTON/JEFFERSON: “Mrs. Hamilton with our children being absent On a visit to her father.”

MADISON/BURR: No…

COMPANY: Boooo!

MADISON/BURR: Have you read this?

JEFFERSON: Well, he’s never gon’ be President now

MADISON/BURR: Never gon’ be President now

JEFFERSON: Well, he’s never gon’ be President now

MADISON/BURR: Never gon’ be President now

JEFFERSON: He’s never gon’ be President now

MADISON/BURR: Never gon’ be President now

JEFFERSON: That’s one less thing to worry about

JEFFERSON/MADISON/BURR: That’s one less thing to worry about!

ANGELICA: I came as soon as I heard

JEFFERSON: What?!

HAMILTON: Angelica

COMPANY: All the way from London?! Damn

HAMILTON: Angelica, thank God Someone who understands what I’m Struggling here to do

ANGELICA: I’m not here for you

ENSEMBLE: Oooooh!

ANGELICA: I know my sister like I know my own mind You will never find anyone as trusting or as kind I love my sister more than anything in this life I will choose her happiness over mine every time Put what we had aside I’m standing at her side You could never be satisfied God, I hope you’re satisfied

JEFFERSON/MADISON/BURR: Well, he’s never gon’ be President now

Well, he’s never gon’ be President now

Well, he’s never gon’ be President now

That’s one less thing to worry about.

JEFFERSON/MADISON/HAMILTON: ENSEMBLE: Hey! Well he’s never gon’ At least he was be President now honest with our money! . Well he’s never gon’ . be President now

. Well he’s never gon’ . be President now

Hey! At least he was honest with our money! . That’s one less thing . to worry about.

FULL COMPANY: That’s one less thing to worry about! The Reynolds Pamphlet

JEFFERSON/MADISON/BURR: Have you read this? You ever see somebody ruin their own life?

COMPANY (EXCEPT HAMILTON/ELIZA): His poor wife

~~~

#38 Burn

I saved every letter you wrote me From the moment I read them I knew you were mine You said you were mine I thought were mine

Do you know what Angelica said When we saw your first letter arrive? She said: "Be careful with that one, love he will do what it takes to survive.”

You and your words flooded my senses Your sentences left me defenseless You built me palaces out of paragraphs You built cathedrals

I’m re-reading the letters you wrote me I’m searching and scanning for answers In every line For some kind of sign And when you were mine The world seemed to burn Burn

You published the letters she wrote you You told the whole world how you brought this girl Into our bed In clearing your name You have ruined our lives

Do you know what Angelica said When she read what you’d done? She said: “You have married an Icarus. He has flown too close to the sun.”

You and your words obsessed with your legacy Your sentences border on senseless And you are paranoid in every paragraph How they perceive you- You, you, you

I’m erasing myself from the narrative Let future historians wonder How Eliza reacted When you broke her heart You have torn it all apart I’m watching it burn Watching it burn

The world has no right to my heart The world has no place in our bed They don’t get to know what I said I’m burning the memories Burning the letters that might have redeemed you

You forfeit all rights to my heart You forfeit the place in our bed You’ll sleep in your office instead With only the memories of when you were mine

I hope that you burn

~~~

#39 Blow Us All Away

PHILIP: Meet the latest graduate of King’s College! I prob’ly shouldn’t brag, but, dag, I amaze and astonish! The scholars say I got the same virtuosity and brains as my pops! The ladies say my brain’s not where the resemblance stops! I’m only nineteen but my mind is older Gotta be my own man, like my father, but bolder I shoulder his legacy with pride I used to hear him say That someday I would—

ENSEMBLE: Blow us all away

PHILIP: Ladies, I’m lookin for a Mr. George Eacker Made a speech last week, our Fourth of July speaker He disparaged my father’s legacy in front of a crowd I can’t have that, I’m making my father proud

MARTHA: I saw him just up Broadway a couple of blocks He was goin’ to see a play

PHILIP: Well, I’ll go visit his box

DOLLY: God, you’re a fox

PHILIP: And y’all look pretty good in ya’ frocks How ‘bout when I get back, we all strip down to our socks?

BOTH: Ok!

COMPANY: Blow us all away!

PHILIP: George!

GEORGE: Shh

PHILIP: George!

GEORGE: Shh! I’m tryin’ to watch the show!

PHILIP: Ya’ shoulda watched your mouth before you Talked about my father though!

GEORGE: I didn’t say anything that wasn’t true You father’s a scoundrel, and so, it seems, are you

ENSEMBLE: Ooooooooooh!

PHILIP: It’s like that?

GEORGE: Yeah, I don’t fool around I’m not your little schoolboy friends

PHILIP: See you on the dueling ground That is, unless you wanna step outside and go now

GEORGE: I know where to find you, piss off I’m watchin’ this show now

PHILIP: Pops, if you had only heard the shit he said about you I doubt you would have let it slide and I was not about to—

HAMILTON: Slow down

PHILIP: I came to ask you for advice. This is my very first duel They don’t exactly cover this subject in boarding school

HAMILTON: Did your friends attempt to negotiate a peace?

PHILIP: He refused to apologize, we had to let the peace talks cease

HAMILTON: Where is this happening?

PHILIP: Across the river, in Jersey

HAMILTON/PHILIP: Everything is legal in New Jersey…

HAMILTON Alright. So this is what you’re gonna do: Stand there like a man until Eacker is in front of you When the time comes, fire your weapon in the air This will put an end to the whole affair

PHILIP: But what if he decides to shoot? Then I’m a goner

HAMILTON: No. He’ll follow suit if he’s truly a man of honor To take someone’s life, that is something you can’t shake Philip, your mother can’t take another heartbreak

PHILIP: Father—

HAMILTON: Promise me. You don’t want this Young man’s blood on your conscience

PHILIP: Okay, I promise

HAMILTON: Come back home when you’re done Take my guns. Be smart. Make me proud, son

PHILIP: My name is Philip I am a poet I’m a little nervous, but I can’t show it I’m sorry, I’m a Hamilton with pride You talk about my father, I cannot let it slide Mister Eacker! How was the rest of your show?

GEORGE: I’d rather skip the pleasantries Let’s go Grab your pistol

PHILIP: Confer with your men The duel will commence after we count to ten

ENSEMBLE: Count to ten!

PHILIP: Look ‘em in the eye, aim no higher Summon all the courage you require Then slowly and clearly aim your gun towards the sky—

MALE ENSEMBLE: One two three four

FULL ENSEMBLE: Five six seven

~~~

#40 Stay Alive (Reprise)

ENSEMBLE WOMEN: Stay alive… Stay alive…

HAMILTON: Where’s my son?

DOCTOR: Mr. Hamilton, come in. They brought him in a half an hour ago. He lost a lot of blood on the way over.

ENSEMBLE WOMEN: Stay alive…

HAMILTON: Is he alive?

DOCTOR: Yes. But you have to understand The bullet entered just above his hip and Lodged in his right arm

HAMILTON: Can I see him please?

DOCTOR: I’m doing ev’rything I can, but the wound was Already infected when he arrived—

HAMILTON: Philip

PHILIP: Pa I did exactly as you said, Pa I held my head up high

HAMILTON: I know, I know. Shh PHILIP: I know, I know High Shh. I know you did Ev’rything just right . Even before we got to ten Shh . I was aiming for the sky I know, I know I know, I know I was aiming for the sky I know

Save your strength and ENSEMBLE MEN: Stay alive… Stay alive…

ELIZA: No!

HAMILTON: Eliza

ELIZA: Is he breathing? Is he going to survive this?

ELIZA: Who did this, Alexander, did you know?

PHILIP: Mom, I’m so sorry for forgetting what you taught me

ELIZA: My son

PHILIP: We played piano

ELIZA: I taught you piano

PHILIP: You would put your hands on mine

ELIZA: You changed the melody every time

PHILIP: Ha. I would always change the line

ELIZA: Shh. I know, I know

PHILIP: I would always change the line

ELIZA: I know, I know

ELIZA: Un deux trois quatre Cinq six sept huit neuf

PHILIP: Un deux trois quatre Cinq six sept huit neuf

ELIZA: Good Un deux trois quatre PHILIP: Cinq six sept Un deux trois… Huit neuf Sept huit neuf— Sept huit…

~~~

#41 It’s Quiet Uptown

ANGELICA: There are moments that the words don’t reach There is suffering too terrible to name You hold your child as tight as you can And push away the unimaginable The moments when you’re in so deep It feels easier to just swim down

ANGELICA/ENSEMBLE: The Hamiltons move uptown And learn to live with the unimaginable

HAMILTON: I spend hours in the garden I walk alone to the store And it’s quiet uptown I never liked the quiet before I take the children to church on Sunday A sign of the cross at the door And I pray That never used to happen before

ANGELICA AND WOMEN: If you see him in the street, walking by Himself, talking to himself, have pity

HAMILTON: Philip, you would like it uptown It’s quiet uptown

ANGELICA AND WOMEN: He is working through the unimaginable

ALL MEN (EXCEPT HAMILTON): His hair has gone grey. He passes every day They say he walks the length of the city

HAMILTON: You knock me out, I fall apart

COMPANY (EXCEPT HAMILTON AND ELIZA): Can you imagine?

HAMILTON: Look at where we are Look at where we started I know I don’t deserve you, Eliza But hear me out. That would be enough

If I could spare his life If I could trade his life for mine He’d be standing here right now And you would smile, and that would be enough I don’t pretend to know The challenges we’re facing I know there’s no replacing what we’ve lost And you need time But I’m not afraid I know who I married Just let me stay here by your side That would be enough

COMPANY (EXCEPT HAMILTON AND ELIZA): If you see him in the street, walking by her Side, talking by her side, have pity

HAMILTON: Eliza, do you like it uptown? It’s quiet uptown

COMPANY (EXCEPT HAMILTON AND ELIZA): He is trying to do the unimaginable See them walking in the park, long after dark Taking in the sights of the city

HAMILTON: Look around, look around, Eliza

COMPANY (EXCEPT HAMILTON AND ELIZA): They are trying to do the unimaginable

ANGELICA: There are moments that the words don’t reach There is a grace too powerful to name We push away what we can never understand We push away the unimaginable They are standing in the garden Alexander by Eliza’s side She takes his hand

ELIZA: It’s quiet uptown

COMPANY (EXCEPT HAMILTON AND ELIZA): Forgiveness. Can you imagine? Forgiveness. Can you imagine? If you see him in the street, walking by her Side, talking by her side, have pity They are going through the unimaginable

~~~

#42 The Election of 1800

[Intro: Thomas Jefferson, (Ensemble)] The Election of 1800! Can we get back to politics? Please? Yo…

[Verse 1: Thomas Jefferson] Every action has its equal opposite reaction John Adams shat the bed; I love the guy, but he’s in traction Poor Alexander Hamilton, he is missing in action So now I’m facing Aaron Burr with his own faction

[James Madison] He’s very attractive in the North, New Yorkers like his chances

[Jefferson] He’s not very forthcoming on any particular stances

[Madison] Ask him a question, it glances off, he obfuscates, he dances

[Jefferson] And they say I’m a Francophile, at least they know I know where France is

[Madison] Thomas, that’s the problem; see, they see Burr as a less extreme you You need to change course, a key endorsement might redeem you

[Jefferson] Who did you have in mind?

[Madison] Don’t laugh

[Jefferson] Who is it?

[Madison] You used to work on the same staff.

[Jefferson] Whaaaat?

[Hook 1: Thomas Jefferson and James Madison]

[Madison] It might be nice, it might be nice To get Hamilton on your side

[Jefferson and Madison] It might be nice, it might be nice To get Hamilton on your side

[Break: Aaron Burr and (Ensemble)] Talk less! (Burr!) Smile more! (Burr!) Don't let them know what you're against or what you're for! (Burr!) Shake hands with him! (Burr!) Charm her! (Burr!) It’s 1800; ladies, tell your husbands, vote for Burr!

[Verse 2: Various Ensemble] I don’t like Adams! Well, he’s gonna lose, that’s just defeatist. And Jefferson? In love with France! Yeah, he’s so elitist! I like that Aaron Burr! I can’t believe we’re here with him! He seems approachable? Like you could grab a beer with him

[Bridge 1: (Alexander Hamilton) & Ensemble] Dear Mr. Hamilton Your fellow Federalists would like to know how you’ll be voting (It’s quiet uptown…) Dear Mr. Hamilton John Adams doesn’t stand a chance, so who you are you promoting? (It’s quiet uptown…) Jefferson or Burr? Jefferson or Burr? We know, it’s lose/lose Jefferson or Burr? Jefferson or Burr? But if you had to choose… Dear Mr. Hamilton John Adams doesn’t stand a chance, so who you are you promoting? But if you had to choose!

[Verse 3: Alexander Hamilton & Aaron Burr]

[Hamilton] Well, if isn’t Aaron Burr, sir.

[Burr] Alexander!

[Hamilton] You’ve created quite a stir, sir.

[Burr] I’m going door to door!

[Hamilton] You’re openly campaigning?

[Burr] Sure!

[Hamilton] That’s new.

[Burr] Honestly, it’s kind of draining

[Hamilton] Burr?

[Burr] Sir?

[Hamilton] Is there anything you wouldn’t do?

[Burr] No, I’m chasing what I want, and you know what?

[Hamilton] What?

[Burr] I learned that from you

[Bridge 2: James Madison, Thomas Jefferson and (Ensemble)]

(If you had to choose, if you had to choose…)

[Madison] …It’s a tie

(If you had to choose, if you had to choose…)

[Jefferson] It’s up to the delegates

(If you had to choose, if you had to choose…)

[Jefferson and Madison] It’s up to Hamilton!

(If you had to choose, if you had to choose…) (Jefferson or Burr? Jefferson or Burr?) (Choose, choose, choose!)

[Verse 4: Alexander Hamilton and (Ensemble)] Yo (Oh!) The people are asking to hear my voice (Oh!) But the country is facing a difficult choice (Oh!) And you were to ask me who I’d promote… (Oh!) …Jefferson has my vote (Oh!) I have never agreed with Jefferson once… (Oh!) We have fought on like 75 different fronts (Oh!) But when all said and all is done… Jefferson has beliefs; Burr has none

[Hook 2: Thomas Jefferson, Aaron Burr, James Madison and (Ensemble)] (Ooooh!)

[Jefferson and Madison] Well, I’ll be damned! Well, I’ll be damned!

[Madison] Hamilton’s on your side

(Well, I’ll be damned! Well, I’ll be damned!)

[Madison] And… you won in a landslide

[Burr] Congrats on a race well won I did give you a fight.

[Jefferson] Uh-huh…

[Burr] I look forward to our partnership.

[Jefferson] Our partnership?

[Burr] As your vice president!

[Jefferson] [laughs] Yeah, right!

[Outro: Thomas Jefferson and James Madison]

[Jefferson] You hear this guy? Man openly campaigns against me, talking ‘bout “I look forward to our partnership!”

[Madison] It is crazy that the guy who comes in second gets to be vice president

[Jefferson] OOOH! Y’know what, we can change that! Y’know why?

[Madison] Why?

[Jefferson] ‘Cause I’m the president! Burr… When you see Hamilton, thank him for the endorsement.

~~~

#43 Your Obedient Servant

BURR: How does Hamilton An arrogant Immigrant, orphan Bastard, whoreson Somehow endorse Thomas Jefferson, his enemy A man he’s despised since the beginning Just to keep me from winning? I wanna be in the room where it happens

BURR AND COMPANY: The room where it happens The room where it happens

BURR: You’ve kept me from

BURR AND COMPANY: The room where it happens

BURR: For the last time

Dear Alexander:

I am slow to anger But I toe the line As I reckon with the effects Of your life on mine I look back on where I failed And in every place I checked The only common thread has been your disrespect Now you call me “amoral,” A “dangerous disgrace,” If you’ve got something to say Name a time and place Face to face

I have the honor to be Your Obedient Servant A dot Burr

HAMILTON: Mr. Vice President:

I am not the reason no one trusts you No one knows what you believe I will not equivocate on my opinion I have always worn it on my sleeve Even if I said what you think I said You would need to cite a more specific grievance Here’s an itemized list of thirty years of disagreements

BURR: Sweet Jesus

HAMILTON: Hey, I have not been shy I am just a guy in the public eye Tryin’ to do my best for our republic I don’t wanna fight But I won’t apologize for doing what’s right

I have the honor to be Your Obedient Servant A dot Ham

BURR: Careful how you proceed, good man Intemperate indeed, good man Answer for the accusations I lay at your feet or Prepare to bleed, good man

HAMILTON: Burr, your grievance is legitimate I stand by what I said, every bit of it You stand only for yourself It’s what you do I can’t apologize because it’s true

BURR: Then stand, Alexander Weehawken. Dawn Guns. Drawn

HAMILTON: You’re on

BURR AND HAMILTON: I have the honor to be Your Obedient Servant

HAMILTON: A dot Ham

BURR: A dot Burr

~~~

#44 Best of Wives and Best of Women

[ELIZA] Alexander, come back to sleep

[HAMILTON] I have an early meeting out of town

[ELIZA] It’s still dark outside

[HAMILTON] I know, I just need to write something down

[ELIZA] Why do you write like you’re running out of time?

[HAMILTON] Shh

[ELIZA] Come back to bed, that would be enough

[HAMILTON] I’ll be back before you know I’m gone

[ELIZA] Come back to sleep

[HAMILTON] This meeting’s at dawn

[ELIZA] Well I’m going back to sleep

[HAMILTON] Hey, best of wives and best of women

~~~

#45 The World Was Wide Enough MALE COMPANY: One two three four

FULL COMPANY (EXCEPT HAMILTON AND BURR): Five six seven eight nine—

BURR: There are ten things you need to know

COMPANY: Number one!

BURR: We rowed across the Hudson at dawn My friend, William P. Van Ness signed on as my—

BURR AND COMPANY: Number two!

BURR: Hamilton arrived with his crew: Nathaniel Pendleton and a doctor that he knew

COMPANY: Number three!

BURR: I watched Hamilton examine the terrain I wish I could tell you what was happ’ning in his brain This man has poisoned my political pursuits!

COMPANY: Most disputes die and no one shoots! Number four!

BURR: Hamilton drew first position Looking, to the world, like a man on a mission This is a soldier with a marksman’s ability The doctor turned around so he could have deniability

COMPANY Five!

BURR Now I didn’t know this at the time But we were—

BURR AND PHILIP: HAMILTON: Near the same spot Near the same spot Your son died, is that My son died, is that Why— Why—

COMPANY: Six!

BURR: He examined his gun with such rigor? I watched as he methodically fiddled with the trigger

COMPANY: Seven!

BURR: Confession time? here’s what I got: My fellow soldiers’ll tell you I’m a terrible shot

COMPANY: Number eight!

BURR/HAMILTON/ENSEMBLE MEN: Your last chance to negotiate Send in your seconds, see if they can set the record straight

BURR: They won’t teach you this in your classes But look it up, Hamilton was wearing his glasses Why? If not to take deadly aim? It’s him or me, the world will never be the same I had only one thought before the slaughter: This man will not make an orphan of my daughter

COMPANY: Number nine!

BURR: Look him in the eye, aim no higher Summon all the courage you require Then count:

COMPANY: One two three four five six seven eight nine Number ten paces! Fire!—

HAMILTON: I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory Is this where it gets me, on my feet, sev’ral feet ahead of me? I see it coming, do I run or fire my gun or let it be? There is no beat, no melody Burr, my first friend, my enemy Maybe the last face I ever see If I throw away my shot, is this how you’ll remember me? What if this bullet is my legacy?

Legacy. What is a legacy? It’s planting seeds in a garden you never get to see I wrote some notes at the beginning of a song someone will sing for me America, you great unfinished symphony, you sent for me You let me make a difference A place where even orphan immigrants Can leave their fingerprints and rise up I’m running out of time. I’m running, and my time’s up Wise up. Eyes up I catch a glimpse of the other side Laurens leads a soldiers’ chorus on the other side My son is on the other side He’s with my mother on the other side Washington is watching from the other side

Teach me how to say goodbye

Rise up, rise up, rise up Eliza

My love, take your time I’ll see you on the other side Raise a glass to freedom…

BURR AND COMPANY: He aims his pistol at the sky—

BURR: Wait!

BURR: I strike him right between his ribs I walk towards him, but I am ushered away They row him back across the Hudson I get a drink

COMPANY: Aaaah Aaaah Aaaah

BURR: I hear wailing in the streets

COMPANY: Aaaah Aaaah Aaaah

BURR: Somebody tells me, “You’d better hide.”

COMPANY: Aaaah Aaaah Aaaah

BURR: They say

BURR AND ANGELICA: Angelica and Eliza—

BURR: Were both at his side when he died Death doesn’t discriminate Between the sinners and the saints It takes and it takes and it takes History obliterates In every picture it paints It paints me and all my mistakes When Alexander aimed At the sky He may have been the first one to die But I’m the one who paid for it

I survived, but I paid for it

Now I’m the villain in your history I was too young and blind to see… I should’ve known I should’ve known The world was wide enough for both Hamilton and me The world was wide enough for both Hamilton and me

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#46 Who Lives, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story

WASHINGTON: Let me tell you what I wish I’d known When I was young and dreamed of glory You have no control:

WASHINGTON AND COMPANY: Who lives Who dies Who tells your story?

BURR: President Jefferson:

JEFFERSON: I’ll give him this: his financial system is a Work of genius. I couldn’t undo it if I tried And I tried

WASHINGTON AND COMPANY: Who lives Who dies Who tells your story?

BURR: President Madison:

MADISON: He took our country from bankruptcy to prosperity I hate to admit it, but he doesn’t get enough credit For all the credit he gave us

WASHINGTON AND COMPANY: Who lives Who dies Who tells your story?

ANGELICA: Every other founding father story gets told Every other founding father gets to grow old

BURR: But when you’re gone, who remembers your name? Who keeps your flame?

BURR AND MEN: Who tells your story? ANGELICA AND WOMEN: . Who tells your story? Who tells your story? Your story?

WOMEN: Eliza

ELIZA: I put myself back in the narrative

WOMEN: Eliza

ELIZA: I stop wasting time on tears I live another fifty years It’s not enough

COMPANY: Eliza

ELIZA: I interview every soldier who fought by your side

MULLIGAN/LAFAYETTE/LAURENS: She tells our story

ELIZA: I try to make sense of your thousands of pages of writings You really do write like you’re running out of

ELIZA AND COMPANY: Time

ELIZA: I rely on—

ELIZA AND ANGELICA: Angelica

ELIZA: While she’s alive—

ELIZA AND ANGELICA: We tell your story

ELIZA: She is buried in Trinity Church

ELIZA AND ANGELICA: Near you

ELIZA: When I needed her most, she was right on

ELIZA AND COMPANY: Time

ELIZA: And I’m still not through I ask myself, “What would you do if you had more”

ELIZA AND COMPANY: Time

ELIZA: The Lord, in his kindness He gives me what you always wanted He gives me more—

ELIZA AND COMPANY: Time

ELIZA: I raise funds in D.C. for the Washington Monument

WASHINGTON: She tells my story

ELIZA: I speak out against slavery You could have done so much more if you only had—

ELIZA AND COMPANY: Time

ELIZA: And when my time is up, have I done enough?

ELIZA: COMPANY: Will they tell our story? Will they tell your story?

ELIZA: Oh. Can I show you what I’m proudest of?

COMPANY: The orphanage

ELIZA: I established the first private orphanage in New York City

COMPANY: The orphanage

ELIZA: I help to raise hundreds of children I get to see them growing up

COMPANY: The orphanage

ELIZA: In their eyes I see you, Alexander I see you every—

ELIZA AND COMPANY: Time

ELIZA: And when my time is up Have I done enough? COMPANY: Will they tell my story? Will they tell your story?

ELIZA: Oh, I can’t wait to see you again It’s only a matter of—

ELIZA AND COMPANY: Time

COMPANY: Will they tell your story? COMPANY: . Time… Who lives, who dies, who tells your story? . Time… Will they tell your story? . Time… Who lives, who dies—

FULL COMPANY: Who tells your story?

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“Lovingly Memed by your dearest friend, Alicia Night” Who can resist forcing others to scroll for 10 hours just to get to the next post