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Freddy, go and find a cab .

Do you want me to catch pneumonia

Don't just stand there, Freddy. Go and find a cab .

All right, l'll get one. l'll get it

Look where you're goin', dear . Look where you're goin'!

l'm so sorry.

Two bunches o' violets trod in the mud. Afull day 's wages

-Freddy, go and find a cab . -Yes, Mother.

Oh, he's your son, is he?

lf you'd done your duty by him as a mother should...

you wouldn't let 'im spoil a poor girl's flow'rs and then run away without payin'.

Oh, go about your business , my girl.

And you wouldn't go of without payin', either.

Two bunches o' violets trod in the mud.

Oh, sir, is there any sign of it stopping?

l'm afraid not lt's worse than before.

lf it's worse , it's a sign it's nearly over.

Cheer up, Capt'n , buy a flow'r of a poor girl.

l'm sorry, l haven't any change.

l can change 'alf a crown. Here, take this for tuppence.

ltold you, l'm awfully sorry. Wait a minute .

Oh, yes Here's three hapence, if that 's any use to you.

Thank you, sir.

Here, you be careful. Better give 'im a flower for it

There's a bloke here behind that pillar ...

takin' down every blessed word you're sayin'.

lain't done nothin' wrong by speakin' to the gentleman.

l've a right t' sell flow'rs if l keep of the curb.

l'm a respectable girl, so help me .

l never spoke to him except to ask him to buy a flow'r of me .

-What 's all the bloomin' noise ? -There's a tec takin' her down.

l'm makin' an honest livin'.

Who's doing all that shouting?

Sir, don't let 'im charge me . You dunno what it means to me .

They'll take away me character and drive me on the streets ...

for speakin' t' gentlemen.

There, there, there. Who's hurting you, you silly girl? What 'd you take me for?

On my Bible oath, l never spoke a word.

Shut up! Shut up! Do l look like a policeman?

Then what 'd ya take down me words for? 'Ow do l know you took me down right

You just show me what you wrote ab 'ut me .

That ain't proper writin'. l can' t read it

l ca

''l say, Capt'n , now buy a flow'r of a poor girl.''

Oh, it's cause l called him ''Capt'n .''

lmeant no 'arm. Sir, don't let him lay a charge against me for a word like that .

l'll make no charge. Really, sir, if you are a detective...

you needn't begin protecting me against molestation from young women...

until l ask you.

Anyone could tell the girl meant no harm.

He ain't no tec. He's a gentleman. Look at his boots .

How are all your people down at Selsey?

Who told you my people come from Selsey?

Never mind, they do.

How do you come to be up so far east You were born in Lisson Grove.

Oh, what 'arm is there in my leavin' Lisson Grove?

lt weren't fit for pigs to live. l had to pay four and six a week.

Live where you like but stop that noise !

Come , come , he can' t touch you. You've a right to live where you please.

l'm a good girl, l am .

-Where do l come from -Hawkestone.

Who said l didn't Blimey, you know everything, you do.

You, sir, do you think you could find me a taxi?

Madam , it's stopped raining.

You can get a motorbus to Hampton Court

That 's where you live, isn 't it

What an impertinence!

Tell 'im where he comes from if you wanta go fortune-telling.

Cheltenham , Harrow...

Cambridge and ...

lndia

Quite right

Blimey, he ain't a tec, he's a bloomin' busybody.

Do you do this sort of thing for a living at a music hall?

l have thought of it Perhaps l will one day .

He's no gentleman, he ain't, to interfere with a poor girl!

How do you do it, may l ask?

Simple phonetics The science of speech. That 's my profession. Also my hobby.

Anyone can spot an lrishman or a Yorkshireman by his brogue...

but l can place a man within six miles

l can place 'im within two miles in London. Sometimes within two streets .

Ought to be ashamed of 'imself unmanly coward.

-ls there a living in that ? -Oh, yes

Let him mind his own business and leave a poor girl alone.

Cease this detestable boohooing instantly...

or else seek the shelter of some other place of worship!

l have a right to be here if l like, same as you!

A woman who utters such disgusting and depressing noises ..

has no right to be anywhere, no right to live.

Remember, you're a human being with a soul...

and the divine gift of articulate speech.

That your native language is the language of Shakespeare and ...

Milton and the Bible. Don't sit there crooning like a bilious pigeon.

Look at her, a prisoner of the gutters

Condemned by ev'ry syllable she utters

By right she should be taken out an'hung

For the cold-blooded murder Of the English tongue

Heavens, what a sound!

This is what the British population

Calls an element'ry education

Come , sir, l think you've picked a poor example.

Did l?

Hear them down in Soho Square Dropping ''Hs '' everywhere

Speaking English any way they like

Hey, you, sir, did you go to school?

What ya tike me for, a fool?

No one taught him ''take''instead of ''tike''

Hear a Yorkshireman, or worse Hear a Cornishman converse

l'd rather hear a choir singing flat

Chickens cackling in a barn Just like this one

Garn!

Garn!

l ask you, sir, what sort of word is that?

lt's ''aoow''and ''garn '' That keep her in her place

Not her wretched clothes and dirty face

Why can't the English Teach their children how to speak?

This verbal class distinction By now should be antique

lf you spoke as she does, sir lnstead of the way you do

Why, you might be selling flowers, too

l beg your pardon.

An Englishman's way of speaking Absolutely classifies him

The moment he talks he makes Some other Englishman despise him

One common language l'm afraid we'll never get

Oh, why can't the English learn to

Set a good example to people Whose English is painful to your ears

The Scotch and the lrish Leave you close to tears

There even are places Where English completely disappears

Why, in America They haven't used it for years!

Why can't the English Teach their children how to speak?

Norwegians learn Norwegian The Greeks are taught their Greek

ln France every Frenchman Knows his language from ''A '' to ''Z''

The French don't care What they do actually

As long as they pronounce it properly

Arabians learn Arabian With the speed of summer lightning

The Hebrews learn it backwards Which is absolutely frightening

Use proper English You're regarded as a freak

Oh, why can't the English

Why can't the English learn to speak?

Thank you.

You see this creature with her curbstone English ...

that 'll keep her in the gutter till the end of her days

Well, sir, in six months l could pass her of as a duchess at an Embassy Ball.

l could get her a job as a lady's maid or a shop assistant ...

which requires better English .

'Ere, what 's that you say?

Yes, you squashed cabbage leaf !

You disgrace to the noble architecture of these columns

You incarnate insult to the English language!

l could pass you of as the Queen of Sheba

You don't believe that , Capt'n ?

Anything's possible. l, myself am a student of lndian dialects .

Are you? Do you know Colonel Pickering, the author of Spoken Sanskrit?

lam Colonel Pickering. Who are you?

l'm Henry Higgins, author of Higgins' Universal Alphabet.

l came from lndia to meet you!

l was going to lndia to meet you!

-Where are you staying? -At the Carleton.

No, you're not You're staying at 27 A Wimpole Street

You come along with me . We'll have a little jaw over supper.

lndian dialects have always fascinated me .

Buy a flower, sir. l'm short for me lodgin'.

Liar !

You said you could change half a crown.

You ought to be stufed with nails, you ought

Here, take the whole bloomin' basket for a sixpence!

A reminder.

-How many are there actually? -How many what ?

lndian dialects ?

No fewer than 147 distinct languages are recorded as vernacular in lndia

Shouldn't we stand up, gentlemen? We've got a bloomin' heiress in our mids

Would you be lookin' for a good butler, Eliza

Well, you won't do.

lt's rather dull in town l think l'll take me to Paris

The missus wants to open up The castle in Capri

Me doctor recommends A quiet summer by the sea

Wouldn't it be loverly?

Where are ya bound for this year , Eliza Biarritz ?

All l want is a room somewhere

Far away from the cold night air

With one enormous chair

Oh, wouldn't it be loverly?

Lots of chocolate for me to eat

Lots of coal makin'lots of 'eat

Warm face, warm 'ands, warm feet

Oh, wouldn't it be loverly?

Oh, so loverly sittin'

Absobloominlutely still

l would never budge till spring

Crept over the winder sill

Someone's 'ead restin' on my knee

Warm and tender as he can be

Who takes good care of me

Oh, wouldn't it be loverly?

Loverly

Loverly

Loverly

Loverly

All l want is a room somewhere

Far away from the cold night air

With one enormous chair

Oh, wouldn't it be loverly?

Lots of chocolate for me to eat

Lots of coal makin'lots of 'eat

Warm face, warm 'ands, warm feet

Oh, wouldn't it be loverly?

Oh, so loverly sittin'

Absobloominlutely still

l would never budge till spring

Crept over the winder sill

Someone's 'ead restin' on my knee

Warm and tender as he can be

Who takes good care of me

Oh, wouldn't it be loverly?

Loverly

Loverly

Loverly

Oh, wouldn't it be loverly?

Loverly

Loverly

Loverly

Wouldn't it be loverly?

Come on, Alfile , let's go 'ome now. This place is givin' me the willies

Home ? What do you want to go 'ome for?

lt's nearly five o'clock. My daughter Eliza' ll be along soon.

She ought to be good for 'alf a crown for a father that loves 'er.

Loves 'er? That 's a laugh. You ain't been near 'er for months

What 's that got to do with it What 's 'alf a crown after all l've give 'er?

When did you ever give 'er anythin'?

Anythin'? l give 'er everythin'.

l give 'er the greatest gift any human being can give to another:

Life !

l introduced 'er to this here planet, l did, with all its wonders and marvels

The sun that shines, the moon that glows

Hyde Park to walk through on a fine spring night

The 'ole ruddy city o' London to roam around in sellin' 'er bloomin' flow'rs

l give 'er all that .

Then l disappears and leaves 'er on 'er own to enjoy it

lf that ain't worth 'alf a crown now and again...

l'll take my belt of and give 'er what for.

You got a good 'eart But you want that 'alf a crown out o' Eliza ..

you better have a good story.

Leave that to me , my boy.

-Good mornin', George. -Not a brass farthin'.

Not a brass farthin'.

There she is

Why, Liza, what a surprise .

Hop along, Charlie, you're too old for me .

-Don't you know your daughter? -You don't know what she looks like.

l know 'er, l know 'er. Come on, l'll find 'er.

Eliza, what a surprise .

Not a brass farthin'.

Hey, you come 'ere, Eliza

lain't gonna take me 'ard-earned wages ..

and let you pass 'em on to a bloody pubkeeper.

You wouldn't 'ave the 'eart to send me 'ome to your stepmother...

without a drop o' liquid protection, now would ya

Stepmother, indeed!

Well, l'm willin' t' marry 'er. lt's me that sufers by it

l'm a slave to that woman, Eliza

Just because l ain't 'er lawful 'usband .

Aw, come on.

Slip your ol' dad just 'alf a crown to go 'ome on.

Well, l had a bit o' luck meself last night

But don't keep comin' around countin' on 'alf crowns from me !

Thank you, Eliza You're a noble daughter.

Beer, beer, glorious beer

Fill yourself right up

You see this creature with her curbstone English...

the English that will keep her in the gutter till the end of her days?

ln six months, l could pass her off as a duchess at an Embassy Ball.

l could even get her a job as a lady's maid or a shop assistant...

which requires better English.

You're a disgrace to the noble architecture of these columns!

l could even get her a job as a lady's maid or a shop assistant...

which requires better English.

How many vowel sounds did you hear altogether?

l believe l counted 24.

Wrong by a hundred. To be exact you heard 130.

Listen to them one at a time .

Must l ? l'm really quite done up for one morning.

Your name, please?

Your name, Miss ?

My name is of no concern to you whatsoever.

One moment, please.

London is gettin' so dirty these days

l'm Mrs Pearce, the housekeeper. Can l help you?

Oh, good morning, Missus l'd like to see the professor, please.

Could you tell me what it's about

lt's business of a personal nature.

One moment, please.

-Mr. Higgins -What is it, Mrs Pearce?

There's a young woman who wants to see you, sir.

A young woman?

What does she want ?

She's quite a common girl, sir. Very common indeed.

lshould've sent her away , only l thought perhaps ..

you wanted her to talk into your machine.

-Has she an interesting accent -Simply ghastly, Mr. Higgins

Good. Let's have her in. Show her in, Mrs Pearce.

You know, this is rather a bit of luck. l'll show you how l make records

We'll set her talking and then l'll take her down first in Bell's Visible Speech...

then in broad Romic, and then we'll get her on the phonograph...

so you can turn her on when you want with the written transcript before you.

This is the young woman, sir.

Good mornin', my good man.

Might l 'ave the pleasure of a word with you?

Oh, no. This is the girl ljotted down last night

She's no use . l've got the records l want of the Lisson Grove lingo.

l'm not gonna waste another cylinder on that .

Now be of with you. l don't want you.

Don't be so saucy. You ain't 'eard what l come for yet

Did you tell 'im l come in a taxi?

Nonsense , girl. What do you think a gentleman like Mr. Higgins cares ..

what you came in?

Oh, we are proud.

Well, 'e ain't above givin' lessons, not 'im. l 'eard 'im say so .

lain't come here t' as for any compliment ..

and if my money's not good enough, l can go elsewhere.

Good enough for what ?

Good enough for you.

Now you know, don'tcha l'm come to 'ave lessons, l am .

And to pay for 'em too, make no mistake.

Well!

And what do you expect me to say?

Well, if you was a gentleman, you might ask me to sit down, l think.

Don't l tell you l'm bringin' you business ?

Should we ask this baggage to sit down...

or shall we just throw her out of the window?

l won't be called a baggage. Not when l've ofered to pay like any lady.

What do you want , my girl?

l want to be a lady in a flow'r shop...

'stead of sellin' at the corner of Tottenham Court Road .

But they won't take me unless l can talk more genteel.

'E said 'e could teach me .

Well, 'ere l am ready to pay 'im.

Not asking any favor and he treats me as if l was dirt

l know what lessons cost as well as you do, and l'm ready t' pay .

How much?

Now you're talkin'.

lthought you'd come of it for a chance o' gettin' back a bit ..

of what you chucked at me last night

You'd had a drop in, 'adn't you, eh?

Sit down.

-lf you're goin' t' make a compliment of it- - -Sit down!

Sit down, girl. Do as you're told.

What 's your name?

Eliza Doolittle.

Won't you sit down, Miss Doolittle?

l don't mind if l do.

How much do you propose to pay me for these lessons

Oh, l know what 's right

A lady friend of mine gets French lessons for 18 pence an hour...

from a real French gentleman.

You wouldn't have the face t' as me the same ...

for teachin' me my own language as you would for French.

So, l won't give more than a shillin'. Take it or leave it

Do you know, Pickering, if you think of a shilling...

not as a simple shilling, but as a percentage of this girl's income ...

it works out as fully equivalent of. ..

60 or 70 pounds from a millionaire.

By George, it's enormous lt's the biggest ofer l ever had .

Sixty pounds What are you talkin' about Where would l get 60 pounds

l never ofered you 60 pounds

But l ain't got 60 pounds

Don't cry, you silly girl. Sit down. Nobody's going to touch your money.

Somebody'll touch you with a broomstick if you don't stop sniveling.

Sit down!

Anybody'd think you was my father!

lf l decide to teach you, l'll be worse than two fathers to you.

Here.

What 's this for?

To wipe your eyes To wipe any part of your face that feels mois

Remember, that 's your handkerchief and that 's your sleeve.

Don't confuse the one with the other if you want to become a lady in a shop.

lt's no use to talk to her like that , Mr. Higgins She doesn 't understand you.

'Ere! Give the 'ankerchief to me . He give it to me , not to you!

Higgins, l'm interested.

What about your boast ..

that you could pass her of as a duchess at the Embassy Ball?

l'll say you're the greatest teacher alive if you do that .

l'll bet you all the expenses of the experiment that you can' t do it

l'll even pay for the lessons

Aw, you're real good. Thank ye, Capt'n .

lt's almost irresistible.

She's so deliciously low.

So horribly dirty .

lain't dirty ! l washed my face an' hands before l come , l did.

l'll take it l'll make a duchess of this draggle-tailed guttersnipe.

We'll start today . This moment Take her away , Mrs Pearce, and clean her.

Sandpaper, if it won't come of any other way . ls there a fire in the kitchen?

Take all her clothes of and burn them and order some new ones

Just wrap her in brown paper till they come .

You're no gentleman, you're not, to talk o' such things

l'm a good girl, l am .

And l know what the likes of you are, l do.

We want none of your slum prudery here, young woman.

You've got to learn to behave like a duchess .

Take 'er away , Mrs Pearce, an'if she gives you any trouble wallop 'er.

l'll call the police, l will.

l've got no place to put her.

Well, put her in the dustbin.

Come , Higgins, be reasonable.

You must be reasonable, Mr. Higgins, really you mus

You can' t walk over everybody like this

l?

Walk over everybody?

My dear Mrs Pearce, my dear Pickering, l had no intention of walking over anyone.

lmerely suggested we should be kind to this poor girl.

l didn't express myself clearly because l didn't wish to hurt her delicacy...

or yours

But, sir, you can' t take a girl up like that ...

as if you were picking up a pebble on the beach.

Why not

Why not But you don't know anything about her.

What about her parents ? She may be married.

Garn!

There. As the girl very properly says, garn!

Who'd marry me ?

By George, Eliza ..

the streets will be strewn with the bodies of men...

shooting themselves for your sake before l've done with you.

'Ere.

l'm goin'.

He's of his chump , he is l don't want no balmies teachin' me .

Mad , am l? All right, Mrs Pearce, don't order those new clothes

-Throw her out -Stop, Mr. Higgins l won't allow it

Go home to your parents , girl.

lain't got no parents .

She ain't got no parents . What 's the fuss about

Nobody wants her. She's no use to anybody but me . Take her upstairs

What 's to become of her? ls she to be paid anything?

Oh, do be sensible, sir.

What would she do with money? She'll have food and clothes

She'll only drink if you give her money.

You are a brute ! lt's a lie!

Nobody ever saw the sign o' liquor on me .

Sir, you're a gentleman. Don't let 'im speak to me like that !

Does it occur to you, Higgins, the girl has some feelings

No, l don't think so . No feelings we need worry about

Well, have you, Eliza

l got me feelings same as anyone else .

Mr. Higgins, l must know on what terms the girl is to be here.

What 's to become of her when you've finished your teaching?

You must look ahead a little, sir.

What 's to become of her if we leave her in the gutter, Mrs Pearce?

That 's her own business , not yours, Mr. Higgins

When l'm done we'll throw her back.

Then it'll be her own business again. That 'll be all right, won't it

You've no feelin' 'eart in ya

You don't care for nothin' but yourself.

l've 'ad enough of this l'm goin', l am !

You ought to be ashamed of yourself

Have some chocolates, Eliza

'Ow do l know what might be in 'em

l've 'eard of girls bein' drugged by the likes o' you.

Pledge of good faith .

l'll take one half.

And you take the other.

You'll have boxes of them barrels of them every day .

You'll live on them eh?

l wouldn't 've ate it, only l'm too laidylike to take it out o' me mouth .

Think of it, Eliza Think of chocolates, and taxis ..

and gold and diamonds

l don't want no gold and no diamonds l'm a good girl, l am .

Higgins, l really must interfere. Mrs Pearce is quite right

lf this girl's going to put herself in your hands for six months ..

for an experiment in teaching, she mus understand thoroughly what she's doing.

You are to stay here for the next six months ..

learning how to speak beautifully like a lady in a florist shop.

lf you're good and do what you're told, you shall sleep in a proper bedroom. ..

have lots to eat , money to buy chocolates and take rides in taxis

But if you are naughty and idle...

you shall sleep in the kitchen amongst the black beetles ..

and be walloped by Mrs Pearce with a broomstick.

At the end of six months, you shall be taken to Buckingham Palace...

in a carriage, beautifully dressed.

lf the King finds out that you are not a lady...

the police will take you to the Tower of London where your head will be cut of ...

as a warning to other presumptuous flower girls

But if you are not found out you shall have a present of. ..

seven and six to start life with as a lady in a shop.

lf you refuse this ofer...

you will be the most ungrateful, wicked girl...

and the angels will weep for you!

Now are you satisfied, Pickering?

l don't understand what you are talking about

Could l put it more plainly or fairly, Mrs Pearce?

Come with me .

That 's right Bundle her of to the bathroom.

You're a great bully, you are!

l won't stay here if l don't like it l won't let nobody wallop me !

Don't answer back, girl.

l've always been a good girl, l 'ave.

ln six months- - ln three, if she has a good ear and a quick tongue...

l'll take her anywhere and l'll pass her of as anything.

l'll make a queen of that barbarous wretch!

l've never had a bath in me life . Not what you'd call a proper one.

You know you can' t be a nice girl inside if you're dirty outside.

l'll have to put you in here. This will be your bedroom.

Oh, l couldn't sleep in here, Missus

lt's too good for the likes o' me .

lshould be afraid to touch anythin'.

lain't a duchess yet, you know.

What 's this This where you wash clothes

This is where we wash ourselves, Eliza And where l'm going to wash you.

You expect me to get into that and wet meself all over?

Not me !

lshall catch me death.

Come along now.

Come along.

Take your clothes of .

Come on, girl, do as you're told. Take your clothes of .

Here, come on. Help me take these ....

Take your hands of me !

l'm a good girl, l am !

lt ain't right lt ain't decent

Get your hands off me!

l'm a good girl, l am!

Forgive the bluntness , but if l'm to be in this business ...

lshall feel responsible for the girl.

l hope it's clearly understood that no advantage is to be taken of her position.

What , that thing? Sacred, l assure you.

Come now, you know what l mea This is no trifling matter.

Are you a man of good character where women are concerned?

Have you ever met a man of good character where women are concerned?

Yes, very frequently.

l haven't l find that the moment l let a woman make friends with me ...

she becomes jealous, exacting...

suspicious and a damned nuisance.

lfind the moment that l make friends with a woman l become selfish and tyrannical .

So here l am , a confirmed old bachelor and likely to remain so .

Well, after all, Pickering--

l'm an ordinary man

Who desires nothing more

Than just an ordinary chance

To live exactly as he likes

And do precisely what he wants

An average man am l

Of no eccentric whim

Who likes to live his life

Free of strife

Doing whatever he thinks is best for him

Oh, just an ordinary man

But let a woman in your life

And your serenity is through

She'll redecorate your home From the cellar to the dome

Then go on to the enthralling fun Of overhauling you!

Let a woman in your life

And you are up against a wall

Make a plan and you will find She has something else in mind

And so rather than do either You do something else that neither

Likes at all!

You want to talk of Keats or Milton

She only wants to talk of love

You go to see a play or ballet

And spend it searching for her glove

Let a woman in your life

And you invite eternal strife

Let them buy their wedding bands

For those anxious little hands

l'd be equally as willing For a dentist to be drilling

Than to ever let a woman in my life!

l'm a very gentle man

Even-tempered and good-natured Whom you never hear complain

Who has the milk of human kindness By the quart in every vein

A patient man am l Down to my fingertips

The sort who never could Ever would

Let an insulting remark Escape his lips

A very gentle man

But let a woman in your life

And patience hasn't got a chance

She will beg you for advice Your reply will be concise

And she'll listen very nicely

Then go out and do precisely What she wants!

You were a man of grace and polish

Who never spoke above a hush

Now all at once you're using language

That would make a sailor blush

Let a woman in your life

And you're plunging in a knife!

Let the others of my sex

Tie the knot around their necks

l'd prefer a new edition Of the Spanish lnquisition

Than to ever let a woman in my life

l'm a quiet-living man

Who prefers to spend the evenings

ln the silence of his room

Who likes an atmosphere as restful

As an undiscovered tomb

A pensive man am l Of philosophic joys

Who likes to meditate, contemplate

Free from humanity's mad, inhuman noise

A quiet-living man

But let a woman in your life

And your sabbatical is through

ln a line that never ends Come an army of her friends

Come to jabber and to chatter And to tell her

What the matter is with you!

She'll have a booming, boisterous family

Who will descend on you en masse

She'll have a large, Wagnerian mother

With a voice that shatters glass!

Let a woman in your life

l shall never let a woman

in my life!

Get out of 'ere. Jamie, you get out, too!

Come on, Doolittle. And remember, drinks is to be paid for or not drunk.

Thanks for your 'ospitality , George.

Send the bill to Buckingham Palace.

Well, Alfile , there's nothin' else to do. l guess it's back to work.

Work! Don't you dare mention that word in my presence again.

Look at all these poor blighters down here.

l used to do that sort of thing once. Just for exercise .

lt's not worth it Takes up your whole day .

Don't worry, boys We'll get outta this somehow.

How do you think you're going to do that ?

How? Same as always

Faith , hope and a little bit o' luck.

The Lord above gave man An arm of iron

So he could do his job And never shirk

The Lord above gave man An arm of iron, but

With a little bit o'luck With a little bit o'luck

Someone else'll do the blinkin' work!

With a little bit

With a little bit

With a little bit o'luck You'll never work

The Lord above made liquor For temptation

To see if man Could turn away from sin

The Lord above made liquor For temptation, but

With a little bit o'luck With a little bit o'luck

When temptation comes You'll give right in

With a little bit

With a little bit

With a little bit o'luck You'll give right in

Oh, you can walk The straight and narrow

But with a little bit o'luck You'll run amuck!

The gentle sex was made For man to marry

To share his nest And see his food is cooked

The gentle sex was made For man to marry, but

With a little bit o'luck With a little bit o'luck

You can have it all And not get hooked

With a little bit

With a little bit

With a little bit o'luck You won't get hooked

With a little bit

With a little bit

With a little bit o'bloomin'luck!

They're always throwing Goodness at you

But with a little bit o'luck A man can duck

The Lord above made man To 'elp his neighbor

No matter where On land, or sea, or foam

The Lord above made man To 'elp his neighbor, but

With a little bit o'luck With a little bit o'luck

When he comes around You won't be home

You'd make a good sufragette, Alfile .

Why, there's the lucky man now.

The Honorable Alfile Doolittle.

What are you doing in Eliza' s house ?

Her former residence!

You can buy your own drinks now, Alfile Doolittle.

Fallen into a tub of butter, you have.

What are you talkin' about

Your daughter, Eliza

You're a lucky man, Alfile Doolittle.

What about Eliza

He don't know. Her own father an' he don't know.

Moved in with a swell, Eliza has .

Left here in a taxi all by herself smart as paint

An' ain't been home for three days

Go on.

And this mornin' l gets a message from 'er.

She wants her things sent over...

to 27 A Wimpole Street ..

care of Professor 'lggins

An' what things does she want ?

Her birdcage and her Chinese fan.

But she says

''Never mind about sending any clothes ''

l knew she had a career in front of 'er.

Laddie boy, we're in for a booze-up.

The sun is shining on Alfred P. Doolittle.

A man was made To 'elp support his children

Which is the right And proper thing to do

A man was made To 'elp support his children, but

With a little bit o'luck With a little bit o'luck

They'll go out And start supportin' you

With a little bit

With a little bit

With a little bit o'luck They'll work for you

With a little bit

With a little bit

With a little bit o'bloomin'luck!

Oh, it's a crime for a man To go philanderin'

And fill his wife's poor 'eart With grief and doubt

Oh, it's a crime for a man To go philanderin', but

With a little bit o'luck With a little bit o'luck

You can see the bloodhounds Don't find out!

With a little bit

With a little bit

With a little bit o'luck She won't find out!

With a little bit o'bloomin'luck!

The mail, sir.

Pay the bills and say no to the invitations

You simply cannot go on working the girl this way .

Making her say her alphabet over and over...

from sunup to sundown, even during meals

You'll exhaust yourself. When will it stop?

When she does it properly, of course . ls that all, Mrs Pearce?

There's another letter from that Americanillionaire, Ezra D. Wallingford.

He still wants you for his Moral Reform League.

Throw it away .

lt's the third letter he's written you, sir. You should at least answer it

All right, leave it on the des , Mrs Pearce. l'll try an' get to it

lf you please, sir. There's a dustma downstairs, Alfred P. Doolittle...

who wants to see you. He says you have his daughter here.

Phew! l say!

Well, send the blackguard up.

He may not be a blackguard, Higgins

Oh, nonsense . O' course he's a blackguard, Pickering.

l'm afraid we'll have some trouble with him.

No, l think not Any trouble to be had , he'll have it with me . Not l with him.

Doolittle, sir.

-Professor 'lggins -Here!

Where?

Good morning, Governor.

l come about a very serious matter, Governor.

Brought up in Houndslow.

Mother Welsh , l should think.

What is it you want , Doolittle?

l want my daughter, that 's what l want . See?

Of course you do. You're her father, aren't you?

l'm glad to see you have a spark of family feeling left .

She's in there. Yes, take her away at once.

What ?

Take her away . Do you think l am going to keep your daughter for you?

Now, is this reasonable, Governor?

ls it fairity to take advantage of a man like that ?

The girl belongs to me . You got 'er. Where do l come in?

How dare you come here and attempt to blackmail me !

You sent her here on purpose !

Don't take a man up like that , Governor.

The police shall take you up. This is a pla ..

a plot to extort money by threats

lshall telephone the police.

Have l asked you for a brass farthin'?

l leave it to this gentleman 'ere. Have l said a word about money?

Well, what else did you come for?

What would a bloke come for?

Be 'uman, Governor.

Alfred, you sent her here on purpose .

So help me , Governor, l never did.

Then how did you know she was here?

l'd tell you, Governor, if you'd only let me get a word in.

l'm willing to tell ya l'm wanting to tell ya

l'm waiting to tell ya

You know, Pickering, this chap 's got a certain natural gift of rhetoric.

Observe the rhythm of his native woodnotes wild.

''l'm willing to tell you. l'm wanting to tell you. l'm waiting to tell you.''

That 's the Welsh strain in 'im.

How did you know Eliza was here if you didn't send 'er?

Well, she sent back for her luggage and l got to 'ear about it

She said she didn't want no clothes

What was l to think from that , Governor? lask you, as a parent, what was l to think?

So you came here to rescue her from worse than death, eh?

-Yes, sir, Governor. That 's right -Yes

Mrs Pearce!

Eliza' s father has come to take her away . Give her to him will you?

Now wait a minute , Governor. Wait a minute .

You and me is men o' the world, ain't we?

Men of the world, are we? Perhaps you'd better go, Mrs Pearce.

lthink so indeed, sir!

Here, Governor.

l've took a sort of a fancy to you and ...

if you want the girl, l ain't so set on 'avin' her back home again...

but what l might be open to is an arrangement

All l ask is my rights as a father.

You're the last man alive to expect me to let her go for nothing.

l can see you're o' the straight sort, Governor.

So...

what 's a five pound note to you? An' what 's Eliza to me ?

lthink you ought to know, Doolittle...

that Mr. Higgins' intentions are entirely honorable.

Of course they are, Governor. lf l thought they wasn't, l'd ask 50.

Do you mean to say you'd sell your daughter for 50 pounds

Have you no morals, man?

No, l can' t afford 'em Governor. Neither could you if you was as poor as me .

Not that l mean any 'arm mind ya, but ..

if Eliza is gonna have a bit out o' this, why not me , too?

Why not

Well, look....

Look at it my way . What am l?

lask ya, what am l? l'm one o' the undeserving poor, that 's what l am .

Now think what that means to a man.

lt means he's up agains middle-class morality for all the time .

lf there's anything goin' an' l puts in for a bit of it, it's always the same story:

''You're undeservin', so you can' t have it ''

But my needs is as great as the mos deservin' widows that ever got money...

out of six diferent charities in one week for the death o' the same 'usband .

l don't need less than a deservin' man, l need more.

l don't eat less 'earty than he does and l drink...

a lot more.

l'm playin' straight with you.

lain't pretendin' to be deservin'. No, l'm undeservin'...

And I mean to go on bein' undeservin'. I like it an' that 's the truth.

But will you take advantage of a man's nature...

do him out of the price of his own daughter, what he's brought up...

fed and clothed by the sweat of his brow...

till she's growed big enough to be interestin' to you two gentlemen?

Is five pounds unreasonable, I put it to you?

And I leave it to you.

You know, Pickering, if we took this man in hand for three months...

he could choose between a seat in the Cabinet and a popular pulpit in Wales

- We'd better give 'im a fiver. - He'll make bad use of it, I'm afraid.

Not me, Governor, so 'elp me I won't

Just one good spree for meself an' the missus...

givin' pleasure to ourselves and employment to others

An' satisfaction to you to know it ain't been throwed away.

You couldn't spend it better.

Oh, this is irresistible. Let's give 'im ten.

The missus wouldn't have the 'eart to spend ten, Governor.

Ten pounds is a lot o' money.

Makes a man feel prudent-like, and then goodbye to 'appiness.

No, you just give me what I ask, Governor. Not a penny less, not a penny more.

I rather draw the line at encouraging this sort of immorality, Doolittle.

Why don't you marry that missus of yours

After all, marriage isn 't so frightening. You married Eliza' s mother.

Who told you that, Governor?

Well, nobody told me. I concluded, naturally...

If we listen to this man for another minute we shall have no convictions left.

- Five pounds, I think you said. - Thank you, Governor.

Are you sure you won't have ten?

No. No, perhaps another time.

I beg your pardon, Miss.

I won't say those ruddy vowels one more time.

Blimey, it's Eliza

Well, I never thought she'd clean up so good-looking.

She does me credit, don't she, Governor?

Here! What are you doin' here?

Now, you hold your tongue and don't you give these gentlemen none o' your lip.

If you have any trouble with 'er, give 'er a few licks o' the strap.

That 's the way to improve 'er mind.

Well, good morning, gentlemen. Cheerio, Eliza

There's a man for you. A philosophical genius of the first water.

Write to Mr. Ezra Wallingford and tell him...

if he wants a lecturer, to get in touch with Mr. Alfred P. Doolittle...

a common dustman, one o' the most original moralists in England.

'Ere, what did he come for?

Say your vowels

I know me vowels I knew 'em before I come.

If you know them say them.

Ahyee, e, lyee, ow, you.

A, E, I, O, U.

That 's what I said. Ahyee, e, lyee, ow, you.

That 's what I been sayin' for three days an'I won't say 'em no more.

I know it's dificult, Miss Doolittle, but try to understand.

There's no use explaining. As a military man you ought to know that.

Drilling is what she needs

Leave her alone or she'll be turning to you for sympathy.

Very well, if you insis but have a little patience with her.

Of course.

Say "A."

You ain't got no 'eart, you ain't

I promise you you'll say your vowels correctly before this day is out...

or there'll be no lunch, no dinner, and no chocolates

Just you wait, 'Enry 'lggins Just you wait

You'll be sorry But your tears will be too late

You'll be broke and I'll have money Will I help you? Don't be funny!

Just you wait, 'Enry 'lggins Just you wait

Just you wait, 'Enry 'lggins Till you're sick

And you screams To fetch a doctor double-quick

I'll be off a second later And go straight to the theater

Ho, ho, ho, 'Enry 'lggins Just you wait!

Just you wait Until we're swimmin'in the sea

And you get the cramp A little ways from me

When you yell you're gonna drown I'll get dressed and go to town

Just you wait!

One day I'll be famous I'll be proper and prim

Go to St. James so often I will call it St. Jim

One evening the King will say "Oh, Liza, old thing

"I want all of England Your praises to sing

"Next week on the 20th of May

"I proclaim Liza Doolittle Day

"All the people will celebrate The glory of you

"And whatever you wish and want I gladly will do"

"Thanks a lot, King," says I In a manner well-bred

"But all I want is 'Enry 'lggins' 'ead"

"Done!"

Says the King with a stroke

"Guard, run and bring in the bloke"

Then they'll march you, 'Enry 'lggins To the wall

And the King will tell me

"Liza, sound the call"

As they raise their rifles higher

I'll shout: "Ready, aim, fire!"

Ho, ho, ho, 'Enry 'lggins Down you go

Just you wait!

All right, Eliza, say it again.

"The rine in Spine...

"stais minely in the pline."

"The rain in Spain stays mainly in the plain."

Didn't I saiy that?

No, Eliza, you didn't "saiy" that. You didn't even "say" that.

Every night before you get into bed, where you used to say your prayers...

I want you to say:

"The rain in Spain stays mainly in the plain."

Fifty times

You'll get much further with the Lord if you learn not to ofend His ears

Now for your "H's"

Pickering, this is going to be ghastly.

Control yourself Higgins Give the girl a chance.

Isuppose you can' t expect her to get it right the first time.

Come here, Eliza, and watch closely.

Now, you see that flame?

Every time you pronounce the letter "H" correctly the flame will waver...

and every time you drop your "H" the flame will remain stationary.

That 's how to know you've done it correctly.

In time, your ear will hear the diference.

You'll see it better in the mirror. Now listen carefully.

"In Hartford, Hereford and Hampshire...

"hurricanes hardly ever happen."

Now you repeat that after me.

"In Hartford, Hereford and Hampshire, hurricanes hardly ever happen."

"In 'artford, 'ereford and 'ampshire 'urricanes 'ardly hever 'appen."

Oh, no, no, no!

Have you no ear at all?

- Should I do it over? - No, please.

Start from the very beginning. Just do this

Go on, go on, go on.

Does the same thing hold true in India

Have they the peculiar habit of not only dropping a letter...

but using it where it doesn 't belong, like "hever" instead of "ever"?

The girl, Higgins

Go on. Go on.

Poor Professor Higgins

Poor Professor Higgins

Night and day he slaves away

Oh, poor Professor Higgins

All day long on his feet

Up and down until he's numb

Doesn't rest, doesn't eat

Doesn't touch a crumb

Again, Eliza

How kind of you to let me come.

How kind of you to let me come.

No. Kind of you. Kind of you. Kind...

How kind of you to let me come.

How kind of you to let me come.

Kind of you. Kind of you. It's like "cup of tea"

Kind of you. Cup of tea Say, say "cup of tea"

Cuppatea

No. "A cup of tea"

It's awfully good cake. I wonder where Mrs Pearce gets it

First rate. And those strawberry tarts are delicious Did you try the pline cake?

Try it again.

- Did you try the... - Pickering!

Again, Eliza

Cuppatea

Oh, no.

Can' t you hear the diference?

Look, put your tongue forward until it squeezes on the top of your lower teeth.

And then say "cup."

Then say "of."

Then say "cup, cup, cup, cup, of of of of."

By Jove, Higgins, that was a glorious tea

You finish the last strawberry tart I couldn't eat another thing.

- I couldn't touch it - Shame to waste it

Oh, it won't be wasted. I know somebody who's immensely fond of strawberry tarts.

Poor Professor Higgins

Poor Professor Higgins

On he plods against all odds

Oh, poor Professor Higgins

Nine p.m., ten p. M.

On through midnight every night

One a.m., two a.m., three...

Four.

Five.

Six marbles

I want you to read this and I want you to enunciate...

every word just as if the marbles were not in your mouth.

"With blackest moss, the flower pots...

"were thickly crusted, one and all."

Each word, clear as a bell.

"With blackest moss the flower...

"pots."

I can' t

I can' t

Isay, Higgins, are those pebbles really necessary?

If they were necessary for Demosthenes they are necessary for Eliza Doolittle.

Go on, Eliza

"With the blackest moss the flower pots...

"were thickly crusted one and all."

I can' t understand a word, not a word.

"With blackest moss, the flower pots...

"were thickly crusted, one and all."

Perhaps the poem is a little too dificult for the girl.

Why don't you try something simpler, like The Owl and the Pussycat?

Yes, that 's a charming one.

Pickering, I can' t hear a word the girl is saying!

What 's the matter?

Iswallowed one.

It doesn 't matter. I've got plenty more. Open your mouth. One, two...

Quit, Professor Higgins

Quit, Professor Higgins

Hear our plea, or payday we will quit

Professor Higgins!

"Ay"not "l", "O"not "ow"

Pounding, pounding in our brain

"Ay"not "I," "O"not "ow"

Don't say "rine" say "rain"

"The rain in Spain...

"stays mainly in the plain."

I can' t

I'm so tired!

I'm so tired.

For God's sake, Higgins, it must be three o'clock in the morning.

Do be reasonable.

Lam always reasonable.

Eliza, if I can go on with a blistering headache, you ca

I got a 'eadache, too.

I know your head aches I know you're tired.

I know your nerves are as raw as meat in a butcher's window.

But think what you're trying to accomplish.

Just think what you're dealing with.

The majesty and grandeur of the English language...

It's the greatest possession we have.

The noblest thoughts that ever flowed through the hearts of men...

are contained in its extraordinary, imaginative...

and musical mixtures of sounds

And that 's what you've set yourself out to conquer, Eliza

And conquer it you will.

Now try it again.

"The rain in Spain...

"stays mainly in the plain."

What was that?

"The rain in Spain...

"stays mainly in the plain."

Again.

The rain in Spain Stays mainly in the plain

I think she's got it I think she's got it

The rain in Spain Stays mainly in the plain

By George, she's got it By George, she's got it

Now once again Where does it rain?

On the plain, on the plain

And where's that soggy plain?

In Spain, in Spain

The rain in Spain Stays mainly in the plain

The rain in Spain Stays mainly in the plain

In Hartford, Hereford and Hampshire

Hurricanes hardly happen

How kind of you to let me come

Now once again Where does it rain?

On the plain, on the plain

And where's that blasted plain?

In Spain, in Spain

We're making fine progress, Pickering. Ithink the time has come to try her out

Are you feeling all right, Mr. Higgins

Yes, I'm feeling fine. How are you?

- Very well, thank you. - Good.

Let's test her in public and see how she fares

Mr. Higgins, I was awakened by a dreadful pounding.

Do you know what it might have been?

I didn't hear any pounding. Did you, Pickering?

If this goes on, Mrs Pearce, you'd better see a doctor.

- I know. We'll take her to the races - The races

My mother's box at Ascot

- You'll consult your mother firs - Yes, of course.

No, I think we'd better surprise her. Now let's go to bed.

First thing in the morning, we'll go out and buy her a dress.

Now get on with your work, Eliza

But, Mr. Higgins, it's early in the morning.

What better time to work than early in the morning?

Where does one buy a lady's gown?

Whitely's, of course.

How do you know that?

Common knowledge.

Let's not buy her anything too flowery.

I despise those gowns with, sort of weeds here and weeds there.

We'll buy something sort of simple and modes...

and elegant. That 's what 's called for.

Perhaps with a bow.

Yes That 's just right

You've all been working much too hard. Ithink the strain is beginning to show.

Eliza, I don't care what Mr. Higgins says

You must put down your books and go to bed.

Bed! Bed! I couldn't go to bed

My head's too light to try to set it down

Sleep! Sleep! I couldn't sleep tonight

Not for all the jewels in the crown!

I could have danced all night

I could have danced all night

And still have begged for more

I could have spread my wings

And done a thousand things

I've never done before

I'll never know what made it so exciting

Why all at once my heart took flight

I only know when he

Began to dance with me

I could have danced, danced, danced

all night!

It's after three now.

Don't you agree now?

She ought to be in bed!

I could have danced all night

I could have danced all night

And still have begged for more

I could have spread my wings

And done a thousand things

I've never done before

I'll never know what made it so exciting

Why all at once my heart took flight

I only know when he

Began to dance with me

I could have danced, danced, danced

all night!

It's all been grand, dear.

But now it's time to sleep!

I could have danced all night

I could have danced all night

And still have begged for more

I could have spread my wings

And done a thousand things

I've never done before

I'll never know what made it so exciting

Why all at once my heart took flight

I only know when he

Began to dance with me

I could have danced, danced, danced

all night!

Every duke and earl and peer is here

Everyone who should be here is here

What a smashing, positively dashing

Spectacle, the Ascot opening day

At the gate are all the horses

Waiting for the cue to fly away

What a gripping, absolutely ripping

Moment at the Ascot opening day

Pulses rushing

Faces flushing

Heartbeats speed up

I have never been so keyed up!

Any second now

They'll begin to run

Hark! A bell is ringing

They are springing forward, look!

It has begun

What a frenzied moment that was

Didn't they maintain an exhausting pace?

It was a thrilling, absolutely chilling

Running of the Ascot opening race!

Mother!

Henry! What a disagreeable surprise.

Hello, Mother.

How nice you look.

What are you doing here? You promised never to come to Ascot Go home.

I can' t I'm here on business.

No, you mus I'm quite serious You ofend all my friends

The moment they meet you I never see them again.

Besides, you aren't dressed for Ascot

I changed my shirt Mother, I've got a job for you.

A phonetics job. I've picked up a girl.

Oh, no, not a love affair. She's a flower girl.

I'm taking her to the annual Embassy Ball but I wanted to try her out firs

- I beg your pardon? - Well, you know the Embassy Ball.

So I invited her to your box today, do you understand?

Common flower girl?

Itaught her how to speak properly.

She has strict instructions as to her behavior.

She's to keep to two subjects: The weather and everybody's health.

"Fine day!" and "How do you do?" Not just let herself go on things in general.

Help her along, darling. You'll be quite safe.

Safe? To talk about one's health in the middle of a race?

Well, she's got to talk about something.

Where is the girl now?

She's being pinned. Some of the clothes we bought her didn't quite fit.

Itold Pickering we should have taken her with us

- Mrs Eynsford-Hill. - Good afternoon, Mrs Higgins

You know my son, Henry.

How do you do?

- I've seen you somewhere before. - I don't know.

It doesn 't matter. You better sit down.

Where the devil can they be?

Colonel Pickering, you're just in time for tea

Thank you, Mrs Higgins May I introduce Miss Eliza Doolittle?

My dear, Miss Doolittle.

How kind of you to let me come.

Delighted, my dear.

- Lady Boxington. - How do you do?

- Lord Boxington. - How do you do?

How do you do?

- Mrs Eynsford-Hill, Miss Doolittle. - How do you do?

How do you do?

And Freddy Eynsford-Hill.

How do you do?

How do you do?

Miss Doolittle.

Good afternoon, Professor Higgins

The first race was very exciting, Miss Doolittle.

I'm so sorry that you missed it

Will it rain, do you think?

The rain in Spain stays mainly in the plain.

But in Hartford, Hereford and Hampshire, hurricanes hardly ever happen.

How awfully funny.

What is wrong with that, young man? I bet I got it right

Smashing.

Has it suddenly turned chilly?

I do hope we won't have any unseasonable cold spells

They bring on so much influenza

And the whole of our family is susceptible to it

My aunt died of influenza, so they said.

But it's my belief they done the old woman in.

Done her in?

Yes, Lord love you.

Why should she die of influenza...

when she come through diphtheria right enough the year before.

Fairly blue with it she was.

They all thought she was dead.

But my father, he kept ladling gin down her throat.

Then she come to so sudden she bit the bowl of the spoon.

Dear me!

Now what call would a woman with that strength in her...

have to die of influenza

And what become of her new straw hat that should have come to me?

Somebody pinched it

And what I say is

Them 'as pinched it, done her in.

Done her in? Done her in, did you say?

Whatever does it mea

Oh, that 's the new small talk. "To do somebody in" means to kill them.

But you surely don't believe your aunt was killed?

Do I not

Them she lived with would have killed her for a hatpin, let alone a hat.

But it can' t have been right for your father...

to pour spirits down her throat like that.

It might have killed her.

Not her. Gin was mother's milk to her.

Besides, he poured so much down his own throat he knew the good of it

Do you mean that he drank?

Drank? My word. Something chronic.

Here, what are you sniggering at?

The new small talk. You do it so awfully well.

Well, if I was doing it proper, what was you sniggering at?

Have I said anything I oughtn 't

Not at all, my dear.

Well, that 's a mercy anyhow.

I don't know if there's enough time before the next race to place a bet...

but come, my dear.

I have a bet on number seven. Ishould be so happy if you would take it

You'll enjoy the race ever so much more.

That 's very kind of you.

His name is Dover.

Come along, Eliza

There they are again

Lining up to run

Now they're holding steady

They are ready for it, look

It has begun

Come on. Come on, Dover.

Come on.

Come on, Dover!

Come on!

Come on, Dover! Move your bloomin' ass

Oh, my dear.

You're not serious, Henry. You don't expect to take her to the Embassy Ball.

Don't you think she's ready for it

Dear Henry, she's ready for a canal barge.

Her language may need a little refining, but- -

Really, Henry, if you cannot see how impossible this whole project is...

then you must be absolutely potty about her.

Ladvise you to give it up and not put yourself...

or this poor girl through any more.

Why, it's the most fascinating venture I've ever undertaken.

Pickering and I are at it from morning till night It fills our whole lives

Teaching Eliza, talking to Eliza, listening to Eliza, dressing Eliza

You're a pretty pair of babies playing with your live doll.

Here's the car.

Good evening, sir.

- Is dinner ready? I'm famished. - Immediately, sir.

Good evening, Professor Higgins

When she mentioned How her aunt bit off the spoon

She completely done me in

And my heart went on A journey to the moon

When she told about her father And the gin

And I never saw A more enchanting farce

Than the moment when she shouted "Move your bloomin"...

- Yes, sir? - Is Miss Doolittle in?

Whom shall I say is calling?

Freddy Eynsford-Hill. If she doesn 't remember who I am...

tell her I'm the chap who was sniggering at her.

Yes, sir.

And will you give her these?

Wouldn't you like to come in, sir?

They're having dinner, but you may wait in the hall.

No, thank you. I want to drink in the street where she lives

I have often walked Down this street before

But the pavement always stayed Beneath my feet before

All at once am I Several stories high

Knowing I'm on the street Where you live

Are there lilac trees In the heart of town?

Can you hear a lark In any other part of town?

Does enchantment pour Out of every door?

No, it's just on the street Where you live

And, oh, the towering feeling

Just to know Somehow you are near

The overpowering feeling

That any second You may suddenly appear

People stop and stare They don't bother me

For there's nowhere else on Earth That I would rather be

Let the time go by

I won't care if I

Can be here on the street Where you live

I'm terribly sorry, sir.

Miss Doolittle says she doesn 't want to see anyone ever again.

But why? She was unbelievable.

So I've been told, sir. Is there any further message?

Tell her that I'll wait

Oh, but it might be days, sir, even weeks

But don't you see? I'll be happier here.

People stop and stare They don't bother me

For there's nowhere else on Earth That I would rather be

Let the time go by

I won't care if I

Can be here on the street Where you live

It really is, Higgins It's inhuman to continue.

Do you realize what you've got to try and teach this poor girl in six weeks

You've got to teach her to walk, talk, address a duke, a lord...

a bishop, an ambassador. It's absolutely impossible.

Higgins, I'm trying to tell you that I want to call of the bet

I know you're a stubborn man, but so am I.

This experiment is over.

And nothing short of an order from the King could force me to recant.

You understand, Higgins It's over.

Higgins, if there's any mishap at the Embassy tonight...

if Miss Doolittle sufers any embarrassment whatever...

it'll be on your head alone.

Eliza can do anything.

Suppose she's discovered? Remember Ascot

Suppose she makes another ghastly mistake?

There'll be no horses at the ball, Pickering.

Think of how agonizing it would be.

If anything happened tonight, I don't know what I'd do.

You could always rejoin your regiment

This is no time for flippancy, Higgins

The way you've driven her the last six weeks...

has exceeded all bounds of common decency.

For God's sake, stop pacing up and down. Can' t you settle somewhere?

Have some port lt'll quieten your nerves

I'm not nervous

- Where is it - On the piano.

The car 's here, sir.

Good. Tell Miss Doolittle, will you?

Tell Miss Doolittle indeed. I'll bet you that damned gown doesn 't fit.

I warned you about these French designers

We should have gone to an English shop. They would've been on our side.

- Have a glass of port - No, thank you.

Are you so sure this girl will retain everything you've hammered into her?

Well, we shall see.

Suppose she doesn 't

I lose my bet

There's one thing I can' t stand about you, that 's your confounded complacency.

At a moment like this, with so much at stake...

it's utterly indecent that you don't need a glass of port

And what about the girl? You act as though she doesn 't matter at all.

Rubbish, Pickering. Of course she matters

What do you think I've been doing all these months

What could possibly matter more than to take a human being...

and change her into a diferent human being by creating a new speech for her?

It's filling up the deepest gap that separates class from class...

and soul from soul.

Oh, she matters immensely.

Miss Doolittle, you look beautiful.

Thank you, Colonel Pickering.

Don't you think so, Higgins

Not bad. Not bad at all.

Maestro! Maestro!

Don't you remember me?

No. Who the devil are you?

I'm your pupil. Your firs your greates your best pupil.

I'm Zoltan Karpathy, that marvelous boy.

Imade your name famous throughout Europe.

You teach me phonetics You cannot forget me.

Why don't you have your hair cut

I don't have your imposing appearance, your figure, your brow.

If I had my hair cut, nobody would notice me.

Where did you get all of these old coins

These are decorations for languages

The Queen of Transylvania is here this evening.

I'm indispensable to her at these oficial international parties

Ispeak 32 languages I know everyone in Europe.

No imposter can escape my detection.

Professor Karpathy.

The Greek ambassador.

Greek, my foot

He pretends not to know any English, but he cannot deceive me.

He's the son of a Yorkshire watchmaker.

He speaks English so villainously that he cannot utter a word...

without betraying his origin.

I help him pretend, but I make him pay through the nose. I make them all pay.

Excuse me, sir, you are wanted upstairs Her Excellency asked for you.

Viscount and Viscountess Saxon.

Baron and Baroness of Yorkshire.

Sir Guy and Lady Scot Auckland.

The Count and Countess Demereau.

The Viscount and Viscountess Hillyard.

Mr. And Mrs. Richard Lanser.

Lord and Lady Clanders.

Miss Eliza Doolittle, Colonel Pickering.

Miss Eliza Doolittle. Colonel Pickering.

Professor Higgins.

- Your Excellency. - Miss Doolittle.

How do you do?

- Good evening, Colonel. - Good evening.

What an enchanting young lady you have with you this evening.

Well, who is she?

Oh, a cousin of mine. And Higgins Excuse me.

Professor Higgins

Such a faraway look, as if she's always lived in a garden.

So she has. A sort of garden.

Henry must take Eliza home at once. There's a language expert here.

- Sort of you know, imposterologis - I beg you pardon?

The young lady with Colonel Pickering...

Find out who she is

With pleasure.

The whole situation is highly explosive.

Tell me, Zoltan, some more about the Greek ambassador.

Gladly, but first I would love you to present me to this glorious creature.

Does he really come from Yorkshire?

Her Majesty, the Queen of Transylvania...

and His Royal Highness Prince Gregor.

Charming. Quite charming.

Miss Doolittle, Madam.

Miss Doolittle, my son would like to dance with you.

Absolutely fantastic.

A lot of tomfoolery.

It was an immense achievement

Well, Mr. Higgins

Atriumph, Mrs Pearce. A total triumph.

Higgins, you were superb, absolutely superb.

Tell us the truth now, weren't you a little bit nervous once or twice?

Not during the whole evening?

Not when I saw we were going to win.

Lfelt like a bear in a cage hanging about

It was an immense achievement

If I hadn't backed myself to do it, I'd have given it up two months ago.

Absolutely fantastic.

Yes, a lot of tomfoolery.

Higgins, I salute you.

The silly people don't know their own silly business.

Tonight, old man, you did it You did it, you did it

You said that you would do it And indeed you did

I thought that you would rue it I doubted you'd do it

But now I must admit it That succeed you did

You should get a medal Or be even made a knight

Oh, it was nothing, really nothing

All alone you hurdled Every obstacle in sight

Now wait, now wait Give credit where it's due

A lot of the glory goes to you

But you're the one who did it Who did it, who did it

As sturdy as Gibraltar Not a second did you falter

There's no doubt about it

You did it!

I must have aged a year tonight At times I thought I'd die of fright

Never was there a momentary lull

Shortly after we came in I saw at once we'd easily win

And after that I found it deadly dull

You should have heard The "oohs"and "aahs"

Everyone wondering who she was

You'd think they'd never seen A lady before

And when the Prince of Transylvania Asked to meet her

And gave his arm To lead her to the floor

I said to him: "You did it You did it, you did it"

They thought she was ecstatic And so damned aristocratic

And they never knew That you

did it

Thank goodness for Zoltan Karpathy.

If it hadn't been for him I would've died of boredom.

Karpathy? That dreadful Hungaria Was he there?

Yes, he was there all right and up to his old tricks

That blackguard Who uses the science of speech

More to blackmail and swindle than teach

He made it the devilish business of his

To find out who this Miss Doolittle is

Every time we looked around There he was

That hairy hound from Budapest

Never leaving us alone Never have I ever known

A ruder pest

Finally I decided it was foolish Not to let him have his chance with her

So I stepped aside And let him dance with her

Oozing charm from every pore He oiled his way around the floor

Every trick that he could play He used to strip her mask away

And when at last the dance was done He glowed as if he knew he'd won

And with a voice too eager And a smile too broad

He announced to the hostess That she was a fraud

No!

"Her English is too good,"he said "That clearly indicates that she is foreign

"Whereas others are instructed In their native language

"English people aren't

"And although she may have studied with An expert dialectician and grammarian

"I can tell that she was born

"Hungarian"

Not only Hungarian but of royal blood

She is a princess

"Her blood,"he said "Is bluer than the Danube is or ever was

"Royalty is absolutely written on her face

"She thought I was taken in But actually I never was

"How could she deceive Another member of her race?

"I know each language on the map" Said he

"And she's Hungarian As the first Hungarian Rhapsody"

Congratulations, Professor Higgins

For your glorious victory

Congratulations, Professor Higgins

You'll be mentioned in history

Well, thank God, that 's over.

Now I can go to bed without dreading tomorrow.

- Good night, Mr. Higgins - Good night, Mrs Pearce.

Ithink I'll turn in, too. Good night, Higgins It's been a great occasion.

Good night, Pickering.

Mrs Pearce?

Damn, I meant to ask her to give me cofee in the morning instead of tea

Leave a little note for her will you, Eliza And put out the lights.

Must be downstairs Oh, darn it

I'll leave my head behind one of these days

What the devil have I done with my slippers

Here are your slippers

Take your slippers and may you never have a day 's luck with them.

What on Earth? What 's the matter?

Is anything wrong?

No, nothing's wrong with you. I won your bet for you, haven't I?

That 's enough for you! I don't matter, I suppose?

You won my bet You presumptuous insect I won it

Why did you throw those slippers at me?

Because I wanted to smash your face. I could kill you, you selfish brute!

Why didn't you leave me where you picked me up, the gutter?

You thank God it's all over. Now you ca throw me back again! Do you?

Oh, so the creature's nervous after all?

Claws in, you cat! How dare you show your temper to me?

Sit down and be quiet

Oh, what 's to become of me? What 's to become of me?

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

What does it matter?

You don't care. I know you don't care.

You wouldn't care if I was dead. I'm nothing to you.

Not as much as them slippers

Those slippers

Those slippers I didn't think it meant any diference now.

Why have you suddenly begun going on like this

May I ask if you complain of your treatment here?

Has anybody behaved badly? Colonel Pickering, Mrs Pearce?

Well you don't pretend that I have treated you badly?

Well, I'm glad to hear that.

Perhaps you're tired after the strain of the day.

Would you have a chocolate?

No, thank you.

Well, it's only natural that you should be anxious, but it's all over now.

Nothing more to worry about

No, nothing more for you to worry about

Oh, God, I wish I was dead.

Why? In heaven's name, why?

Now listen to me, Eliza All this irritation is purely subjective.

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

It's just imagination. Nothing's wrong. Nobody's hurting you.

Go to bed and sleep it of.

Have a little cry and say your prayers You'll feel very much more comfortable.

I heard your prayers

"Thank God it's all over."

Don't you thank God it's all over?

Now you're free, and you can do what you like.

Oh, what am I fit for? What have you left me fit for?

Where am I to go? What am I to do?

And what 's to become of me?

Oh, that 's what 's worrying you, is it

I wouldn't worry about that if I were you.

I'm sure you won't have any dificulty in settling yourself somewhere or other.

I didn't quite realize you were going away.

You might marry, you know.

You see, Eliza, all men are not confirmed old bachelors like me and the Colonel.

Most men are the marrying sort, poor devils

You're not bad -Iooking.

You're really quite a pleasure to look at sometimes

Not now, when you've been crying.

You look like the very devil, but...

when you're all right and quite yourself you're what I would call attractive.

Go to bed, have a good night's res get up in the morning...

and have a look at yourself in the glass You won't feel so bad.

I daresay, my mother might find some fellow or other who would do very well.

We were above that in Covent Garden.

What do you mea

Isold flowers, I didn't sell myself.

Now you've made a lady of me, I'm not fit to sell anything else.

Oh, tosh, Eliza Don't insult human relations...

by dragging all that cant about buying and selling into it

Don't marry the fellow if you don't want to.

What else am I to do?

Oh, there are lots of things

What about the old idea of a florist shop?

I'm sure Pickering'd set you up in one. He's got lots of money.

He'll pay for all those togs you're wearing.

And that with the hire of the jewelry'll make a big hole in 200 pounds

Oh, come on now. You'll be all right

Well, I must be of to bed. I'm really devilish sleepy.

I was looking for something. What was it

Your slippers

Oh, yes, of course. You shied them at me.

Before you go, sir.

Do my clothes belong to me or to Colonel Pickering?

What the devil use would they be to Pickering?

Why bother about that in the middle of the night

What may I take away with me?

I don't want to be accused of stealing.

Stealing?

You shouldn't have said that. That shows a want of feeling.

I'm sorry. I'm only a common, ignorant girl and in my station I have to be careful.

There can' t be any feelings between the likes of you and the likes of me.

Please, will you tell me what belongs to me and what doesn 't

Take the whole damned houseful if you want.

Except the jewelry. That 's hired. Will that satisfy you?

Stop, please.

Will you take these to your room and keep them safe?

I don't want to run the ris of them being missed.

Oh, hand them over! If these belonged to me and not the jeweler, I'd...

I'd ram them down your ungrateful throat.

The ring isn 't the jeweler's It's the one you bought me in Brighton.

I don't want it now.

Don't you hit me!

Hit you? You infamous creature! How dare you suggest such a thing!

It's you who've hit me. You've wounded me to the heart

I'm glad. I've got a little of my own back anyhow.

You've caused me to lose my temper. That 's hardly happened to me before.

I don't wish to discuss it further tonight I'm going to bed.

Leave your own note for Mrs Pearce about the cofee...

for it won't be done by me!

Damn Mrs Pearce, damn the cofee and damn you!

Damn my own folly for having lavished my hard-earned knowledge...

and the treasure of my regard and intimacy on a heartless guttersnipe!

Just you wait, 'Enry 'lggins Just you wait!

You'll be sorry But your tears will be too late

You will be the one it's done to

And you'll have no one to run to

Just you wait

I have often walked Down this street before

But the pavement always stayed Beneath my feet before

All at once am I Several stories high

Knowing I'm on the street Where you live

Are there lilac trees In the heart of town?

Can you hear a lark In any other part of town?

Does enchantment pour Out of every door?

No, it's just On the street where you live

And, oh, the towering feeling

Just to know Somehow you are near

The overpowering feeling

That any second You may suddenly appear

People stop and stare They don't...

Darling.

Freddy, whatever are you doing here?

Nothing. I spend most of my nights here. It's the only place where I'm happy.

Don't laugh at me, Miss Doolittle.

Don't you call me "Miss Doolittle," do you hear? Eliza' s good enough for me.

Oh, Freddy, you don't think I'm a heartless guttersnipe, do you?

Darling, how could you imagine such a thing? You know how I feel.

I've written two and three times a day telling you. Sheets and sheets.

Speak And the world is full of singing

And I am winging Higher than the birds

Touch And my heart begins to crumble

The heavens tumble Darling, and I'm...

Words, words, words I'm so sick of words

I get words all day through First from him, now from you

Is that all you blighters can do?

Don't talk of stars burning above

If you're in love, show me

Tell me no dreams filled with desire

If you're on fire, show me

Here we are together In the middle of the night

Don't talk of spring Just hold me tight

Anyone who's ever been in love'll Tell you that

This is no time for a chat

Haven't your lips longed for my touch?

Don't say how much, show me

Show me

Don't talk of love lasting through time

Make me no undying vow

Show me now

Sing me no song, read me no rhyme

Don't waste my time, show me

Don't talk of June, don't talk of Fall

Don't talk at all, show me

Never do I ever Want to hear another word

There isn't one I haven't heard

Here we are together In what ought to be a dream

Say one more word and I'll scream

Haven't your arms hungered for mine?

Please don't explain, show me

Show me

Don't wait until wrinkles and lines

Pop out all over my brow

Show me now!

- Where are you going? - To the river.

- What for? - To make a hole in it

Eliza, darling, what do you mea

- Taxi! - Taxi!

- But I've no money. - I have.

- Where are we going? - Where I belong.

Darling, shall I come with you?

With one enormous chair

Oh, wouldn't it be loverly?

Lots of chocolate for me to eat

Lots of coal makin'lots of 'eat

Warm face, warm 'ands, warm feet

Oh, wouldn't it be loverly?

Buy a flower, Miss?

Yes, please.

Good morning, Miss. Can I help you?

Do you mind if I warm my hands

Go right ahead, Miss.

Excuse me, Miss. For a second lthought you were somebody else.

Who?

Forgive me, ma 'am. Early morning light playing tricks with my eyes

Can I get you a taxi, ma 'am? A lady like you shouldn't be walkin' alone...

around London this hour of the morning.

No, thank you.

Someone's head restin' on my knee

Warm and tender as he can be

Who takes good care of me

Oh, wouldn't it

be loverly?

Loverly

Loverly

Loverly

Loverly

Do come again, Mr. Doolittle. We value your patronage always

Thank you, my good man. Thank you. Here. Come 'ere.

Take the missus on a trip to Brighton with my compliments.

Thank you, Mr. Doolittle.

Jolly spot this, Harry. We must visit it more often.

Father?

Oh, no. You see, Harry, he has no mercy.

Sent her down to spy on me in me misery, he did. Me own flesh and blood.

Well, I'm miserable, all right You can tell him that straight

What are you talking about What are you dressed up for?

As if you didn't know.

Go on back to that Wimpole Street devil. Tell him what he's done to me.

What 's he done to you?

Ruined me, that 's all.

Tied me up and delivered me into the hands of middle-class morality.

And don't you defend him.

Was it 'im or was it not 'im wrote to a old American blighter named Wallingford...

who was giving five millions to found Moral Reform societies...

to tell him the most original moralis in England was Mr. Alfred P. Doolittle...

a common dustma

Sounds like one of his jokes.

You may call it a j It's put the lid on me. Proper.

The old bloke died and left me 4,000 pounds a year in his bloomin' will.

Who asked him to make a gentleman outta me? I was 'appy. I was free.

Itouched pretty nigh everyone for money when I wanted it, same as I touched him.

Now I'm tied neck and 'eels and everybody touches me.

A year ago I 'adn't a relation in the world...

except one or two who wouldn't speak to me.

Now I've 50. Not a decent week's wages amongst the 'ot of them.

Oh, I have to live for others now, not for meself. Middle-class morality.

Come on, Alfile, in a couple of hours we have to be at the church.

- Church? - Yeah, church.

The deepest cut of all.

Why do you think I'm dressed up like a ruddy pallbearer?

Your stepmother wants to marry me.

Now I'm respectable, she wants to be respectable.

If that 's the way you feel about it, why don't you give the money back?

That 's the tragedy of it, Eliza

It's easy to say chuck it...

but I 'aven't the nerve.

We're all intimidated. That 's what we are, intimidated.

Bought up. Yeah. That 's what I am.

That 's what your precious professor's brought me to.

Not my precious professor.

Oh, sent you back, 'as he?

First he shoves me in the middle-class, then he chucks you out for me to support

That 's all part of his pla...

but you double-cross him.

Don't you come back home to me. Don't you take tuppence from me.

You stand on your own two feet You're a lady now, you can do it

Yeah, that 's right, Eliza You're a lady now.

Eliza, it's getting awfully cold in that taxi.

Here, Eliza, would you like to come and see me turned of this morning? Eh?

St George's, Hanover Square, ten o'clock.

I wouldn't advise it, but you're welcome.

No, thank you, Dad.

Are you all finished here, Eliza

Yes, Freddy, I'm all finished here.

Good luck, Dad.

Thank you, Eliza

Come along, Alfile.

How much time have I got left?

There's just a few more hours

That's all the time you've got

A few more hours

Before they tie the knot

There's drinks and girls All over London

And I gotta track 'em down In just a few more hours

Set 'em up, me darlin'

I'm gettin'married in the mornin'

Ding dong, the bells are gonna chime

Pull out the stopper Let's have a whopper

But get me to the church on time

I got to be there in the mornin'

Spruced up and looking in me prime

Girls, come and kiss me Show how you'll miss me

But get me to the church on time

If I am dancin' Roll up the floor

If I am whistlin' Me out the door

For I'm getting married in the mornin'

Ding dong, the bells are gonna chime

Kick up a rumpus But don't lose the compass

And get me to the church

For God's sake Get me to the church

on time

I'm gettin'married in the mornin'

Ding dong, the bells are gonna chime

Some bloke who's able Lift up the table

But get me to the church on time

If I am flyin' Then shoot me down

If I am wooin' Get her out of town

For I'm getting married in the mornin'

Ding dong, the bells are gonna chime

Feather and tar me Call out the army

But get me to the church

Get me to the church

For God's sake Get me to the church

on time

He's gettin'married in the mornin'

Ding dong, the bells are gonna chime

Come on, pull out the stopper Let's have a whopper

But get me to the church on time

He's got to be there in the mornin'

Spruced up and lookin'in his prime

Girls, come and kiss me Show how you'll miss me

But get me to the church on time

If I am dancin' Roll up the floor

If I am whistlin' Me out the door

Drug me or jail me Stamp me and mail me

But get me to the church

Get him to the church

For God's sake Get me to the church on time

Girls, come and kiss him Show how they miss him

But get him to the church on time

Kick up a rumpus But don't lose the compass

And get him to the church on time

If I am flyin' Then shoot me down

If I am wooin' Get her out of town

He's gettin'married in the mornin'

Ding dong, the bells are gonna chime

Some bloke who's able Lift up the table

But get me to the church on time

Starlight is reelin' Home to bed now

Mornin'is smearin' up the sky

London is wakin'

Daylight is breakin'

Good luck, old chum

Good health

Goodbye

I'm gettin'married in the mornin'

Ding dong, the bells are gonna chime

Hail and salute me Then haul off and boot me

But get him to the church Get him to the church

For God's sake Get him to the church

on time

Didn't she say where to send her clothes

ltold you, sir, she took them all with her.

Here's a confounded thing. Eliza' s bolted. Bolted!

Last night Mrs Pearce let her go without telling me a thing about it

What am I to do? I got tea this morning instead of cofee.

I don't know where anything is, what my appointments are.

- Eliza' d know. - Damn it, she's gone!

Did either of you gentlemen frighten her last night

We hardly said a word to her. You were there.

Did you bully her after I went to bed?

She threw the slippers at me.

I never gave her the slightest provocation.

The slippers came bang at my head before I uttered a word.

She used the most disgraceful language. I was shocked! I don't understand it

We always gave her every consideration. She admitted it

I'm dashed!

Oh, Pickering, for God's sake, stop being dashed and do something!

Phone the police. What are they there for in heaven's name?

You can' t give Eliza' s name to the police...

as if she were a thief or a lost umbrella

But why not I want to find the girl.

She belongs to me. I paid five pounds for her.

Quite right Hello. Scotland Yard, please?

Get me some cofee, would you please?

Scotland Yard?

I beg your pardon, yes This is, this is Colonel Pickering speaking.

27 A Wimpole Street

I want to report a missing person.

Miss Eliza Doolittle.

About 21.

Oh, I should say about 5 foot 7.

Her eyes Let me think now. Her eyes Her eyes- -

- Brown. - Brown.

Her hair? Oh, good Lord. Well, sort of nondescript neutral sort of- -

Brown, brown, brown!

You heard what he said? Brown, brown, brown, yes

No, no, no. This is her residence. 27 A...

Yes, about between 3:00 and 4:00 this morning, I understand.

No, no, no... No, she's no relation, no.

Well, just let's call her a good friend, shall we?

I beg your pardon?

Listen to me, my man, I don't like the tenor of that question.

What the girl does here is our affair.

Your affair is to get her back so she can continue doing it

Well, I'm dashed!

What in all, in heaven Could have prompted her to go?

After such a triumph at the ball

What could have depressed her?

What could have possessed her? I cannot understand the wretch at all

Higgins, I have an old school chum at the Home Ofice. Perhaps he could help.

Think I'll give him a ring.

Whitehall: 7244, please.

Women are irrational That's all there is to that

Their heads are full of Cotton, hay and rags

They're nothing but exasperating Irritating, vacillating, calculating

Agitating, maddening And infuriating hags

I want to speak to Mr. Brewster Budgin, please.

Yes, I'll wait

Pickering, why can' t a woman be more like a man?

I beg your pardon?

Yes, why can' t a woman be more like a man?

Men are so honest, so thoroughly square

Eternally noble, historically fair

Who, when you win Will always give your back a pat?

Why can't a woman be like that?

Why does every one do What the others do?

Can't a woman learn to use her head?

Why do they do everything Their mothers do?

Why don't they grow up Well, like their father instead?

Why can't a woman take after a man?

Men are so pleasant, so easy to please

Whenever you're with them You're always at ease

Would you be slighted If I didn't speak for hours?

Would you be livid If I had a drink or two?

Would you be wounded If I never sent you flowers?

Well, why can't a woman be like you?

One man in a million may shout a bit

Now and then There's one with slight defects

One perhaps whose truthfulness You doubt a bit

But by and large We are a marvelous sex

Why can't a woman take after a man?

Cause men are so friendly Good-natured and kind

A better companion You never will find

If I were hours late for dinner Would you bellow?

If I forgot your silly birthday Would you fuss?

Would you complain If I took out another fellow?

Well, why can't a woman be like us?

Is Mr. Brewster Budgin there?

Bruzzie. Oh, Bruzzie, you'll never guess who this is

You're quite right, it is Good heavens By George, what a memory.

How are you, Bruzzie? Nice to hear your voice.

What? You don't say. Has it really been 30 years, Bruzzie?

Quite right Yes, oceans of water.

Listen, Bruzzie, I'll tell you why I rang up.

Something rather unpleasant happened at this end. Could I come and see you?

Well, I could, yes Now, straight away?

Right Good. Thank you.

Goodbye, Bruzzie. Thank you very much.

Mrs Pearce, I'm going along to the Home Ofice.

I do hope you find her, Colonel Pickering.

Mr. Higgins will miss her.

Mr. Higgins will miss her, eh? Blast Mr. Higgins, I'll miss her!

- Mrs Pearce? - Yes, sir.

Where's the Colonel?

He's gone to the Home Ofice, sir.

There you are. I'm disturbed and he runs for help. Now there's a good fellow.

Mrs Pearce, you're a woman.

Why can't a woman be more like a man?

Men are so decent Such regular chaps

Ready to help you Through any mishaps

Ready to buck you up Whenever you are glum

Why can't a woman be a chum?

Why is thinking Something women never do?

And why is logic never even tried?

Straightening up their hair Is all they ever do

Why don't they straighten up The mess that's inside?

Why can't a woman behave like a man?

If I was a woman Who'd been to a ball

Been hailed as a princess By one and by all

Would I start weeping Like a bathtub overflowing?

Or carry on as if my home Were in a tree?

Would I run off And never tell me where I'm going?

Why can't a woman be like me?

You mean that after you'd done this wonderful thing for them...

without making a mistake...

they just sat there and never said a word?

Never petted you, or admired you, or told you how splendid you'd been?

Not a word.

They just congratulated each other on how marvelous they'd been.

The next moment, how glad they were it was all over...

and what a bore it had all been.

This is simply appalling. I should not have thrown my slippers at him.

Ishould have thrown the fire irons

Who's that?

Henry. I knew it wouldn't be too long.

Now, remember...

you not only danced with a prince last night, you behaved like a princess.

Mother, the most confounded thing... Do you...

You!

Good afternoon, Professor Higgins Are you quite well?

Of course you are. You are never ill. Would you care for some tea

Don't you dare try that game on me. Itaught it to you.

Get up, come home and stop being a fool.

You've caused me enough trouble.

Very nicely put indeed, Henry. No woman could resist such an invitation.

How did this baggage get here?

Eliza came to see me this morning and I was delighted to have her.

If you don't promise to behave yourself lmust as you to leave.

You mean, I'm to put on my Sunday manners for this...

thing that I created out of the squashed cabbage leaves of Covent Garden?

That 's precisely what I mea

However did you learn good manners with my son around?

It was very dificult I should never have known how ladies...

and gentlemen behave if it hadn't been for Colonel Pickering.

He showed me that he felt and thought about me...

as if I were something better than a common flower girl.

You see, Mrs Higgins, apart from the things one can pick up...

the diference between a lady and a flower girl isn 't how she behaves...

but how she is treated.

Ishall always be a flower girl to Professor Higgins...

because he always treats me as a flower girl and always will.

I know I'll always be a lady to Colonel Pickering...

because he always treats me as a lady and always will.

Henry, don't grind your teeth.

The bishop is here, Madam. Shall I show him into the garden?

The bishop and the professor? Good heavens, no!

Ishould be excommunicated.

I'll see him in the library.

Eliza, if my son starts breaking up things...

I give you full permission to have him evicted.

Henry dear, I suggest you stick to two subjects: The weather and your health.

You've had a bit of your own back, as you say.

Have you had enough and are you going to be reasonable or do you want any more?

You want me back to pick up your slippers...

and put up with your tempers and fetch and carry for you.

I didn't say I wanted you back at all.

Indeed? Then what are we talking about

Well, about you, not about me.

If you come back you'll be treated as you've always been.

I can' t change my nature or my manners

My manners are exactly the same as Colonel Pickering's

That 's not true. He treats a flower girl as if she were a duchess.

And I treat a duchess as if she was a flower girl.

Oh, I see. The same to everybody.

You see, the great secret is not a question of good manners...

or bad manners or any particular sort of manners...

but having the same manner for all human souls

The question is not whether I treat you rudely...

but whether you've ever heard me treat anyone else better.

I don't care how you treat me.

I don't mind your swearing at me. Ishouldn't mind a black eye.

I've had one before this But I won't be passed over!

Get out of my way, for I won't stop for you.

You talk about me as though I was a motorbus

So you are a motorbus All bounce and go and no consideration for anybody.

But I can get along without you. Don't you think I can' t

I know you ca I told you, you could.

You've never wondered, I suppose, whether...

whether I could get along without you?

Don't you try to get around me. You'll have to.

So I can, without you or any soul on Earth.

Ishall miss you, Eliza I've learned something from your idiotic notions

I confess that humbly and gratefully.

Well, you have my voice on your gramophone.

When you feel lonely without me you ca turn it on. It has no feelings to hurt

Well, I can' t turn your soul on.

Oh, you are a devil!

You can twist the heart in a girl just as easily...

as some can twist her arms to hurt her.

What am I to come back for?

For the fun of it That 's why I took you on.

You may throw me out tomorrow if I don't do everything you want.

Yes And you may walk out tomorrow if I don't do everything you want.

And live with my father?

Yes, or sell flowers Would you rather marry Pickering?

I wouldn't marry you if you asked me and you're nearer my age then what he is

I'll talk as I like. You're not my teacher now.

That 's not what I want and don't you think it is

I've always had chaps enough wanting me that way.

Freddy Hill writes me twice and three times a day. Sheets and sheets.

In short, you want me to be as infatuated about you as he is, is that it

No, I don't That 's not the sort of feeling I want from you.

I want a little kindness.

I know I'm a common, ignorant girl, and you're a book-learned gentleman...

but I'm not dirt under your feet

What I done... what I did was not for the taxis and the dresses...

but because we were pleasant together and I come to... came...

to care for you.

Not to want you to make love to me...

and not forgetting the diference between us, but...

more friendly like.

Well, of course. That 's how I feel.

And how Pickering feels Eliza, you're a fool!

That 's not the proper answer.

It's the only answer till you stop being a idiot

If you want to be a lady, you must stop feeling neglected...

if the men don't spend half their time sniveling over you...

and the other half giving you black eyes

You find me cold, unfeeling, selfish, don't you?

Of with you to the sort of people you like.

Marry a sentimental hog with lots of money...

and thick lips to kiss you, and thick boots to kick you.

If you can' t appreciate what you've got, you'd better get what you can appreciate.

I can' t talk to you. You always turn everything against me.

I'm always in the wrong.

Don't be too sure you have me under your feet...

to be trampled on and talked down.

I'll marry Freddy, I will, as soon as I'm able to support him.

That poor devil who couldn't get a job as an errand boy...

even if he had the guts to try for it

Woman, don't you understand? I have made you a consort for a king!

Freddy loves me. That makes him king enough for me.

I don't want him to work. He wasn't brought up to do it as I was.

I'll go and be a teacher.

What 'll you teach, in heaven's name?

What you taught me. I'll teach phonetics

I'll ofer myself as an assistant to that brilliant Hungaria

What, that imposter? That humbug? That toadying ignoramus

Teach him my methods, my discoveries

You take one step in that direction, I'll wring your neck!

Wring away! What do I care? I knew you'd strike me one day.

That 's done you, 'Enry 'lggins, it 'as.

Now, I don't care for your bullyin' an'your big talk.

What a fool I was

What a dominated fool

To think you were the Earth and sky

What a fool I was

What an addle-pated fool

What a mutton-headed dolt was I

No, my reverberating friend

You are not the beginning and the end

You impudent hussy!

There's not an idea in your head or a word in your mouth that I haven't put there.

There'll be spring every year Without you

England still will be here Without you

There'll be fruit on the tree And a shore by the sea

There'll be crumpets and tea Without you

Art and music will thrive Without you

Somehow Keats will survive Without you

And there still will be rain On that plain down in Spain

Even that will remain Without you

I can do

Without you

You, dear friend

Who talk so well

You can go to

Hartford, Hereford and Hampshire

They can still rule the land Without you

Windsor Castle will stand Without you

And without much ado We can all muddle through

Without you!

You brazen hussy!

Without your pulling it The tide comes in

Without your twirling it The Earth can spin

Without your pushing them The clouds roll by

If they can do without you, Ducky So can I

I shall not feel alone Without you

I can stand on my own Without you

So go back in your shell I can do bloody well...

By George, I really did it I did it, I did it

I said I'd make a woman And indeed I did

I knew that I could do it I knew it, I knew it

I said I'd make a woman And succeed I did

Eliza, you're magnificent

Five minutes ago you were a millstone around my neck...

and now you're a tower of strength.

A consort battleship.

I like you this way.

Goodbye, Professor Higgins You shall not be seeing me again.

Mother!

Mother!

What is it, Henry? What 's happened?

She's gone.

Well, of course, dear. What did you expect

What am I to do?

Do without, I suppose.

And so I shall.

If the Higgins' oxygen burns up her little lungs...

let her seek some stufiness that suits her.

She's an owl sickened by a few days of my sunshine.

Let her go. I can do without her.

I can do without anyone. I have my own soul!

My own spark of divine fire!

Bravo, Eliza

Damn, damn, damn, damn

I've grown accustomed to her face

She almost makes the day begin

I've grown accustomed to the tune That she whistles night and noon

Her smiles, her frowns Her ups, her downs

Are second nature to me now

Like breathing out and breathing in

I was serenely independent and content Before we met

Surely I could always be that way again

And yet I've grown Accustomed to her looks

Accustomed to her voice

Accustomed to her face

Marry Freddy.

What an infantile idea What a heartless, wicked, brainless thing to do.

But she'll regret it She'll regret it

It's doomed before they even take the vow!

I can see her now Mrs. Freddy Eynsford-Hill

In a wretched little flat above a store

I can see her now, not a penny in the till

And a bill collector beating at the door

She'll try to teach the things I taught her

And end up selling flowers instead

Begging for her bread and water

While her husband has His breakfast in bed

In a year or so When she's prematurely gray

And the blossom in her cheek Has turned to chalk

She'll come home and lo He'll have upped and run away

With a social-climbing heiress From New York

Poor Eliza

How simply frightful

How humiliating

How delightful

How poignant it will be On that inevitable night

When she hammers on my door In tears and rags

Miserable and lonely Repentant and contrite

Will I take her in Or hurl her to the wolves?

Give her kindness Or the treatment she deserves?

Will I take her back Or throw the baggage out?

Well, I'm a most forgiving man

The sort who never could, ever would

Take a position and staunchly never budge

A most forgiving man

But I shall never take her back

If she were crawling on her knees

Let her promise to atone Let her shiver, let her moan

I'll slam the door And let the hellcat freeze

Marry Freddy.

But I'm so used to hear her say

"Good morning" every day

Her joys, her woes

Her highs, her lows

Are second nature to me now

Like breathing out and breathing in

I'm very grateful she's a woman And so easy to forget

Rather like a habit One can always break

And yet I've grown Accustomed to the trace

Of something in the air

Accustomed to her face

Oh, we are proud. He ain't above givin'lessons, not 'im. I 'eard 'im say so.

I ain't come here to ask for any compliment...

and if my money's not good enough, I can go elsewhere.

Good enough for what?

Good enough for you. Now you know, don'tcha?

I'm come to 'ave lessons, I am. And to pay for 'em, too...

make no mistake.

What is it you want, my girl?

I want to be a lady in a flow'r shop 'stead o' sellin'...

at the corner of Tottenham Court Road.

But they won't take me unless I can talk more genteel. He said he could teach me.

Well, 'ere I am ready to pay, not askin' any favor, and he treats me as if I was dirt.

I know what lessons cost as well as you do and I'm ready t'pay.

I won't give more than a shillin'. Take it or leave it.

It's almost irresistible. She's so deliciously low...

so horribly dirty. I'll take it.

I'll make a duchess of this draggle-tailed guttersnipe.

I washed my face and 'ands before I come, I did.

Where the devil are my slippers