“There was a barber and his wife. And he was beautiful. A proper artist with a knife but they transported him for life. And he was beautiful”

“Todd:I had him!His throat was there beneath my hand.No, I had him!His throat was there and now he'll never come again.Mrs. Lovett: Easy now, hush love hushI keep telling you, Whats your rush?Todd: When? Why did I wait?You told me to wait -Now he'll never come again.There's a hole in the world like a great black pitAnd it's filled with people who are filled with shitAnd the vermin of the world inhabit it.But not for long...They all deserve to die.Tell you why, Mrs. Lovett, tell you why.Because in all of the whole human raceMrs. Lovett, there are two kinds of men and only twoThere's the one staying put in his proper placeAnd the one with his foot in the other one's faceLook at me, Mrs Lovett, look at you.No, we all deserve to dieEven you, Mrs Lovett, even I!Because the lives of the wicked should be made briefFor the rest of us death will be a reliefWe all deserve to die.And I'll never see JohannaNo I'll never hug my girl to me - finished!Alright! You sir, how about a shave?Come and visit your good friend Sweeney.You sir, too sir? Welcome to the grave.I will have vengenance.I will have salvation.Who sir, you sir?No ones in the chair, Come on! Come on!Sweeney's. waiting. I want you bleeders.You sir! Anybody!Gentlemen now don't be shy!Not one man, no, nor ten men.Nor a hundred can assuage me.I will have you!And I will get him back even as he gloatsIn the meantime I'll practice on less honorable throats.And my Lucy lies in ashesAnd I'll never see my girl again.But the work waits!I'm alive at last!And I'm full of joy! ps. love the movie the performance that Johnny Depp did was amazing and he sang amazing.”

“There's a hole in the world like a great black pitand the vermin of the world inhabit itand its morals aren't worth what a pig could spitand it goes by the name of London.At the top of the hole sit the privileged fewMaking mock of the vermin in the lonely zooturning beauty to filth and greed...I too have sailed the world and seen its wonders,for the cruelty of men is as wonderous as Perubut there's no place like London!”

“The man i'll never be,Who remembers him?”

“My FriendTodd: These are my friendsSee how they glistenSee this one shineHow he smilesIn the lightMy friend!My faithful friend!Speak to me, friendWhisper, I'll listenI know, I knowYou've been lockedOut of sightAll these years!Like me, my friend!Well, I've come homeTo find you waitingHomeAnd we're togetherAnd we'll do wondersWon't we?You there, my friendMrs. Lovett: I'm your friend too, Mr. ToddTodd: Come, let me hold youMrs. Lovett: If you only knew, Mr. ToddTodd: Now, with a sighMrs. Lovett: Ooh, Mr. Todd!Todd: You grow warm in my handMrs. Lovett: You're warm in my handTodd: My friend!Mrs. Lovett: You've come home!Todd: My clever friend!Mrs. Lovett: Always had a fondness for you, I didTodd: Rest now, my friendMrs. Lovett: Never you fear, Mr. ToddTodd: Soon I'll unfold youMrs. Lovett: You can move in here, Mr. ToddTodd: Soon you'll knowTodd and Mrs. Lovett: Splendours you'd never have dreamed all your daysMrs. Lovett: Will be yours!Todd: My lucky friend!Mrs. Lovett: I'm your friend! And you're mine!Todd: Till now your shineMrs. Lovett: Don't they shine beautiful?Todd: Was merely silver!Mrs. Lovett: Silver's good enough for me, Mr. TTodd: FriendYou shall drip rubiesYou'll soon drip preciousRubiesAt last, my arm is complete again!”

“Alright! You sir, you sir, how about a shave?Come and visit your good friend Sweeney.You sir, too sir? Welcome to the grave.I will have vengenance.I will have salvation.Who sir, you sir?No ones in the chair, Come on! Come on!Sweeney's. waiting. I want you bleeders.You sir! Anybody!Gentlemen now don't be shy!Not one man, no, nor ten men.Nor a hundred can assuage me.I will have you!And I will get him back even as he gloatsIn the meantime I'll practice on less honorable throats.And my Lucy lies in ashesAnd I'll never see my girl again.But the work waits!I'm alive at last!And I'm full of joy!”

“Oh if life were made of momentsEven now and then a bad one--! But if life were only moments, Then you'd never know you had one.”