![]() (SPOKEN) HAMILTON, MOURNFULLY: Yours for ever.Hamilton: An American Musical has been the focus of much theatrical and historical praise, critique, and commentary since its off-Broadway premiere in February 2015. JCH: …There are things the public won’t miss. JCH: Okay, we don’t have to publish all of this. JCH: Father wouldn’t want me to throw it all away.ĮLIZA: But they cannot know that he was. JCH: There’s more, but I don’t know what to do! HAMILTON: This isn’t the story that they’ll tell tonight. LAURENS, ANGRILY: If that’s what it takes for you to stay alive! HAMILTON: You want me to tell everyone these pathetic lies? LAURENS, UPSET AND PANICKY: Alex, we can’t keep doing this. LAURENS, DISTRAUGHT WHILE READING THE LETTER: “- as if after matrimony I was to be less devoted than I am now.” HAMILTON: …I have still a part for the public and another for you so your impatience to have me married is misplaced, a strange cure by the way. JCH, TRYING TO CONVINCE ELIZA NOT TO READ IT: Maybe we're being too hasty. JCH: Seventeen-eighty, one of the last of his replies… JCH, EMBARRASSED: Actually, there no need to finish that!ĮLIZA: It certainly shows they engaged in more than one kind of combat.ĮLIZA, SOLEMN BUT CONFIDENT: Hardships are nothing new. In drawing my picture, do justice to the length of my nose and don’t forget, that I. HAMILTON, COCKILY: …it will be necessary for you to give an account of the lover. JCH: Keep reading, I have an explanation.ĮLIZA: “I empower and command you to get me one in Carolina… To excite their emulation…” But as you have done it and as we are generally indulgent to those we love, I shall not scruple to pardon the fraud you have committed…"ĮLIZA: “And Now my Dear as we are upon the subject of wife…” ![]() LAURENS, SMILING AND READING THE LETTER: "You should not have taken advantage of my sensibility to steal into my affections without my consent. HAMILTON: …warm in my friendships, I wish, my Dear Laurens, it might be in my power, by action rather than words, to convince that I love you. ![]() (SUNG WITH SLIGHT HESITATION TO 'BURN') JCH: Do you want to know what father said? (SPOKEN) LAURENS, IMPLYING EXACTLY WHAT YOU THINK HE’S IMPLYING: How about we get back to bed? (SUNG) LAURENS: No messenger will take it this late. (SUNG TO THE TUNE OF 'TAKE A BREAK') HAMILTON: You know that this letter just cannot wait. HAMILTON: From what I can tell, it’s like you want this to be our last ride. HAMILTON, GROWING ANGRIER: Two-thousand men have died, but you can’t decide if you want to provide the resources we need to survive. HAMILTON, VERY SARCASTICALLY: Dear esteemed members of the Congress, I have no intention to sound ungrateful, but your lack of support has been nothing but fatal. JCH: And Valley Forge is more like a graveyard. JCH: General George bides his time, always on guard. JCH: Congress won’t answer the army's call. JCH: How do they rise up, band together and domineer? ![]() JCH: Become a deadly party, something to be revered? JCH: Against the British army, a force globally feared, JCH: How does a slapdash medley of barmy volunteers, JCH: From what I can glean, father was all too keen. JCH: This isn't something we can just dismiss, the content of father's letters hold something amiss!
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