La Boheme...

I'm going to lip-sync Toulouse's monologue/prelogue of Moulin Rouge for our Christmas party's opening number. After my cue the curtains will open with the dancers' grooving to Miss Congeniality's "One in a Million". What a terrible segue, methinks.

But the Bohemian in me just says..."Let's go on with the show and make the best out of it"

Let's promote Truth, Beauty, Freedom and above all things Love. He he he.



TOULOUSE:
There was a boy,
A very strange enchanted boy.
They say he wandered very far,
Very far. . .

[Paris cityscape. As TOULOUSE continues off-screen, push in over the rooftops and down towards the gate to Montmartre.]

TOULOUSE:
Over land and sea.
A little shy. . .

[A PRIEST stands by the gate, Bible in hand and intones over TOULOUSE�s singing:]

PRIEST: Turn away from this village of sin, for it is a veritable Sodom and Gomorrah.

TOULOUSE:
. . .And sad of eye. . .

[Continue through the gates of Montmartre, past PROSTITUTES and DRUNKS.]

TOULOUSE:
. . .But very wise was he. . .

[Push up towards a garret, with a large red sign over the window: L�Amour.]

TOULOUSE:
. . .And then one day. . .

[Through the window into a dark, dirty little room littered with papers and bottles. Crouched in a corner, head in his arms, clutching a bottle, is our hero, CHRISTIAN, a young man sunk in the depths of despair.]

TOULOUSE:
. . .One magic day,
He passed my way. . .

[CHRISTIAN slowly looks over at his typewriter, in the moonlight by the window.]

TOULOUSE:
. . .While we spoke of many things. . .

[CHRISTIAN stands in front of his typewriter, staring at it.]

TOULOUSE:
. . .Fools and kings. . .

[HE puts a piece of paper in the typewriter.]

TOULOUSE:
. . .This he said to me:

[CHRISTIAN begins to type.]

CHRISTIAN:
�The greatest thing you�ll ever learn
Is just to love and be loved in return.�