Bye Bye Birdie: Act One, Scene 1

MEMORIZE, MEMORIZE, MEMORIZE!!!!!!!

25 cards   |   Total Attempts: 188
  

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ALBERT: Rosie, Thank God you've come! This is the end of the Almaelou Music Corporation! Conrad is going into the Army!
ROSIE: And your faithful secretary is hereby submitting ... (Slapping letter down on his desk) her resignation ! (starts to leave)
ALBERT: Hah?
ROSIE: I just dropped in to say goodbye, Albert, darling ... (She blows him a kiss) ... Lots of luck!
ALBERT: Rosie you can't! Not today of all days!
ROSIE: Here.
ALBERT: Not so much. Break it in half.
ROSIE: You’re thirty-three years old, Albert. You can take a whole aspirin.
ALBERT: I am not 33. I'm a long way from 33. I won't be 33 until tomorrow.. water!
ROSIE: (Handing it to him) It’s no use, Albert. My mind’s made up. I’ve been with Almaelou eight years now and as you know I’ve been a lot more that just a secretary to you.
ALBERT: Rose! Those were moments of madness!
ROSIE: Well, between the moments of madness and the office, I’ve put in a good ninety hour week. And for what? A five-dollar raise in 1954 and a bottle of Arpege last Christmas.
ALBERT: Promise her anything but give up Arpege, Rosie.
ROSIE: Yeah, but not a sixteenth of an ounce! ... Besides, I want something more than that.
ALBERT: Rosie, if you're referring to anything of a more permanent nature between you and me, I'm not ready for it. Besides, there are religious differences.
ROSIE: Spanish is not a religion!
ALBERT: If it's part of the company you're after, the answer is no to that too! Almaelou is me, Mamma, and Lou. Any change in it would kill that wonderful woman who bore me!
ROSIE: Nothing could kill your mother, Albert. Except maybe a silver bullet!
ALBERT: I won't drop poor old Lou either. He loved you, Rose!
ROSIE: I loved Lou too, sure he was warm, he was loyal, he was lovable, but he died six years ago and, besides, he was a wire-haired terrier... Anyhow, I don’t want part of this company. This is something much more important ...
ALBERT: Rosie, if you’re going to discuss what I think you’re going to discuss, I’m in no mood to discuss it!
ROSIE: There’s nothing to discuss, Albert. Conrad Birdie’s going in the Army. I have quit! There’s nothing you can do but give up the business, go back to college and get your ...
ALBERT: ... Rosie, I’m up to my ears in debt! Conrad’s got a fifty-thousand dollar guarantee which I can’t pay! And I’ve just taken a severe overdose of aspirin ...
ROSIE: Albert, this may be your last chance! (SONG)
ALBERT: Rosie, it takes time to build a business!
ROSIE: Will you listen to me, Albert ... I’m serious!
ALBERT: Don’t say it, Rosie!
(SONG) ROSIE: An English teacher!
ALBERT: Rosie!
ROSIE: And, furthermore, he wrote poetry!