--LILY, EMMA AND FAYE-- LA LA LA LONDON LA LA LA LONDON (THEY continue singing this refrain under the following lines which are divided between all characters on stage, except ALAN CAMPBELL.) THERE’S A STORY IN THE TALE OF DORIAN GRAY WHERE THERE’S SMOKE THERE’S FIRE WE WANT TO INQUIRE WON’T WAIT FOR JUDGMENT DAY BEFORE WE HAVE OUR SAY ABOUT DORIAN ABOUT DORIAN GRAY ABOUT DORIAN ABOUT DORIAN GRAY THERE’S SOMETHING GORY IN THE TALE OF DORIAN GRAY THERE’S A STORY IN THE TALE OF DORIAN THERE’S A STORY IN THE TALE OF DORIAN THERE’S A STORY IN THE TALE OF DORIAN GRAY THERE’S SOMETHING GORY IN THE TALE OF DORIAN GRAY THERE’S A STORY IN THE TALE OF DORIAN THERE’S A STORY IN THE TALE OF DORIAN --LILY EMMA AND FAYE-- SUMMERTIME AND THE AIR ISN’T CHILLY COULDN’T WE MEET FOR TEA? I KNOW A PLACE IN PICCADILLY SUMMERTIME AND THE CITY COMES ALIVE MEET YOU THERE AT THE SQUARE PRECISELY ON THE DOT AT FIVE --MEN join in-- I’LL MEET YOU THERE MY LADY FAIR LA LA LA LONDON LA LA LA LONDON MEET YOU THERE AT THE SQUARE ON THE DOT AT FIVE --LILY-- I REMEMBER HIM VERY WELL HE GOT LOST IN OUR EAST END HELL HE WAS PRETTY AS A PICTURE TOO BUT FOR HIM NONE OF US WOULD DO --LILY AND HER GIRLS-- “NO NOT YOU!” --LILY-- HE CATCHES EVERY EYE OF EVERY PASSERYBY ON THE AVENUE --LILY AND HER GIRLS-- LONDON TOWN HE TURNS UPSIDE DOWN --LILY-- SOME SAY LOOKS DON’T COUNT FOR MUCH BUT I WOULDN’T MIND TO FEEL HIS TOUCH WITH HIS LOVELY LIPS AND SUCH BONG BONG BONG BONG BONG BONG BONG BONG LA LA LONDON LA LA LONDON --EMMA AND FAYE-- I HOPE HE LOOKS OUT SHE’S GOT ‘ER HOOKS OUT --FLOWER SELLER-- BUY YOUR LOVE A FLOWER IT DON’T COST MUCH --ALL-- HOW DO YOU DO TODAY? SO YOU DO DO TELL WHAT IS NEW? DO YOU SAY? NOW ADIEU – FAREWELL SUMMERTIME AND THE AIR ISN’T CHILLY COULDN’T WE MEET FOR TEA I KNOW A PLACE IN PICCADILLY SUMMERTIME AND THE CITY COMES ALIVE THERE’S A STORY IN THE TALE OF DORIAN GRAY WHERE THERE’S SMOKE THERE’S FIRE WE WANT TO INQUIRE WON’T WAIT FOR JUDGMENT DAY BEFORE WE HAVE OUR SAY ABOUT DORIAN ABOUT DORIAN HOW DO YOU DO TODAY – SO YOU DO DO TELL WHAT IS NEW? DO YOU SAY? NOW ADIEU - FAREWELL THERE’S SOMETHING GORY IN THE TALE OF DORIAN GRAY MAIDENS PALE AT THE TALE OF DORIAN GRAY THERE’S A STORY IN THE TALE OF DORIAN GRAY THERE’S SOMETHING GORY IN THE TALE OF DORIAN GRAY --EMMA AND FAYE-- LA LA LA LONDON LA LA LA LONDON MEET YOU THERE AT THE SQUARE PRECISELY ON THE DOT AT FIVE GRAY ABOUT DORIAN ABOUT DORIAN GRAY MAIDENS PALE AT THE TALE OF DORIAN GRAY THERE’S A STORY IN THE TALE OF DORIAN HOW DO YOU DO TODAY? SO YOU DO – DO TELL WHAT IS NEW, DO YOU SAY? NOW ADIEU – FAREWELL SUMMER TIME AIR ISN’T CHILLY SUMMER TIME LA LA LONDON LA LA LONDON LA LA LONDON SUMMER TIME --LILY-- I REMEMBER!

--BASIL-- WAIT ONE MOMENT LET ME FINISH JUST A TOUCH OR TWO HERE AND THERE WITH A BRUSH STROKE OF A SLIGHTLY BRIGHTER HUE YELLOW GREEN PTHALO BLUE THIS PICTURE IS THE CULMINATION OF MY LIFE’S VOCATION EMBODIED CURIOUSLY SOMEWHAT MYSTERIOUSLY IN THIS SINGLE WOODED FRAME I DON’T KNOW IF I AIM TO SHOW IT TO ANYONE BUT YOU I certainly don’t require more fame. No, I can’t exhibit this, Henry. I’ve put so much of myself in it that I can’t bear the thought of sharing it. -HENRY- So much of yourself? Basil, you look nothing like this new Adonis of yours. -BASIL- Of course I don’t. Nobody could match this young man’s classic features. -HENRY- I agree! So why shouldn’t the world see this marvelous picture? -BASIL- WAIT ONE MOMENT JUST ONE MOMENT -HENRY- Basil? -BASIL- OH THAT’S DIFFICULT TO EXPLAIN EVERY PICTURE PAINTED IS A PICTURE OF THE PAINTER MORE THAN OF THE SUBJECT HE HAS PAINTED DO YOU FOLLOW ME? EVERY TIME I CHOOSE MY PALETTE AS I WATCH THE FACE IN FRONT OF ME AND TRY TO CAPTURE NOTHING ELSE BUT JUST WHAT I SEE NOTHING ELSE BUT SUNLIGHT AND SHADOWS ON THE FIGURE I’M PAINTING IT’S A PARADOX BUT IN EACH LINE AND BRUSH STROKE BEYOND CONTROL I ALSO SEE MY SOUL SET FREE -HENRY- Fascinating. Tell me more. For instance the name of your subject? -BASIL- Henry, you always get what you want, don’t you? Yes, I may as well tell you. TWO MONTHS AGO I MET DORIAN GRAY -HENRY- Dorian Gray- -BASIL- CAN I DESCRIBE TO YOU CAN I MAKE YOU FEEL THE SAME WAY AS WHEN I FIRST SAW DORIAN GRAY? THERE WAS MAGIC THE MOMENT HE WALKED IN THE ROOM EVERY EYE WAS ON HIM AND HE SEEMED TO PRESUME WE’D BE DRAWN TO HIM LIKE MOTHS TO A FLAME AND THEIR DESTINY AND THE BEST IN ME WAS UNDER HIS POWER FROM OUR FIRST “HELLO” BUT AN UNEASY FEELING CAME STEALING MY MIND YES THIS FELLOW LED ME TO AN AMAZING DISCOVERY -HENRY- Well, Basil, won’t you tell me? -BASIL- SOMEHOW THE SPIRIT OF THIS STRIKING SOMEONE WOULD SOON BE INSPIRING THE BEST PORTRAIT I’VE EVER TRIED JUST TAKE A LOOK HAVE I LIED? BUT EVERY PICTURE PAINTED IS A PICTURE OF THE PAINTER MORE THAN OF THE SUBJECT HE HAS PAINTED IT IS MY STRONGEST CONVICTION IF I ALLOWED THE PUBLIC FREEDOM TO STARE INTO HIS HAUNTING AND MESMERIZING EYES IT WOULD BE AS IF THEY STOLE FROM ME MY SOUL IN A MOST UNUSUAL WAY IN THE PICTURE OF DORIAN GRAY

--HENRY-- My dear Mr. Gray, there is no such thing as a good influence. --DORIAN-- Why do you say that, Lord Henry? --HENRY-- BECAUSE WHEN A PERSON WANTS ADVICE WHEN A PERSON SEEKS A GUIDE HE SHOULD THINK IT OVER TWICE HAS HE EVER STOPPED AND REALLY TRIED TRUSTING TO HIS OWN VOICE INSIDE? IT SINGS A SONG HE SHOULDN’T HIDE BUT MEN ADVISE HIM WITH LECTURING TO IGNORE THE SONG HE WAS BORN TO SING HIS OWN REFRAIN FROM HIS OWN BRAIN NOT THE INFLUENCE GOOD OR BAD OF MEDDLING FOOLS AND THEIR TIRED SAD RULES TO FREE YOUR SOUL YOU OUGHT TO MAKE YOUR GOAL SELF DEVELOPMENT --BASIL-- Keep still, Dorian, like a good lad. --HENRY-- THAT’S ALL THAT RELEVANT HAVE YOU EVER NOTICED? HAVE YOU BEEN AMUSED? HOW FEARFUL PEOPLE ARE OH IT’S SUCH A COMPLICATION WHEN THEIR GEARS ARE TURNING AND THEY’RE SO CONFUSED BY THEIR OWN IMAGINATION IT GOES TO SHOW THAT THEY’VE FORGOTTEN THAT THE HIGHEST DUTY IS ALWAYS TO ONE’S SELF BE TRUE BUT THEY THINK THAT “SIN” IS BEYOND THEIR DISCIPLINE WHEN ALL THEY NEED TO DO IS THINK THEN FOLLOW THROUGH SELF DEVELOPMENT THERE’S THE KEY BOY SELF DEVELOPMENT SETS YOU FREE BOY DO YOU REALIZE OR HAVE YOU EVEN THOUGHT HOW OFTEN YOU SAY “NO” TO THE QUIET LITTLE VOICES WHISPERING INSIDE YOU SAYING THAT YOU OUGHT TO BE MAKING OTHER CHOICES? IT GOES TO SHOW THAT YOU’VE FORGOTTEN THAT THE HIGHEST DUTY IS TO YOUR INNER SELF BE TRUE AND THE CONCEPT “SIN” IS SO UN-MASCULINE SO ALL YOU NEED TO DO IS THINK THEN FOLLOW THROUGH SELF DEVELOPMENT THERE’S THE KEY BOY SELF DEVELOPMENT SETS YOU FREE BOY

--DORIAN-- I HAD A PLEASANT NIGHT I DREAMT OF FLOWERS BUT WITH THE DAY CAME SADNESS NO BLOSSOMS JUST THE DEW AND THE DAY IS TOO BRIGHT BURNING AWAY HOURS UNEASY LAUGHTER THEN COMES THE NIGHT GALLOPING AFTER WITH MIDNIGHT’S BLACK HUE THERE HAS TO BE SOMEWHERE IN-BETWEEN WHERE DARK AND LIGHT CAN BOTH BE SEEN THERE HAS TO BE SOMEWHERE I CAN BE WHERE DARKNESS ISN’T TAUNTING ME AND LIGHT IS SHINING NOT SO BRIGHTLY SO I MIGHT BE FINDING MY OWN IN-BETWEEN BEYOND WRONG AND RIGHT IN-BETWEEN DARK AND LIGHT ABUNDANCE CRUSHES ME FULL BANQUET TABLES AND SUNLIGHT LEAVES ME FADED IN FAR TOO MANY WAYS THEN THE NIGHT’S MYSTERY OPENING DARK STABLES OF TERRIBLE DREAMS THEN FOLLOWS MORN ENDLESSLY IT SEEMS THIS CYCLE OF DAYS THERE HAS TO BE SOMEWHERE IN-BETWEEN WHERE DARK AND LIGHT CAN BOTH BE SEEN THERE HAS TO BE SOMEWHERE I CAN GO WHERE DARKNESS DOESN’T SCARE ME SO AND LIGHT WON’T BLIND ME IN MY FLIGHT NO MORE THE FIGHT SO I CAN FIND MY IN-BETWEEN WHERE DARKNESS ISN’T TAUNTING ME AND LIGHT IS SHINING NOT SO BRIGHTLY SO I MIGHT BE FINDING MY OWN IN-BETWEEN BEYOND WRONG AND RIGHT IN-BETWEEN DAY AND NIGHT IT’S ALMOST IN SIGHT SOMEWHERE IN-BETWEEN DARK AND LIGHT

--HENRY-- You will become sallow and hollow-cheeked, and dull-eyed. You will suffer horribly. Ah. Realize your youth while you still have it. Live. One should always be searching for new sensations. Oh yes, Dorian. The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it. I KNOW --join me, Dorian— --DORIAN-- I KNOW --HENRY-- THERE’S NOTHING ELSE --come now, Mr. Gray— --DORIAN-- NOTHING ELSE --HENRY-- NOTHING ELSE IN THE WORLD --DORIAN-- IN THE WORLD --HENRY-- BUT YOUTH --DORIAN-- BUT YOUTH --BOTH-- BUT YOUTH - BUT YOUTH SELF DEVELOPMENT

--DORIAN-- How sad it is. --BASIL-- What, Dorian? --DORIAN-- This picture will always remain young. If it were only the other way... --BASIL-- Dorian? --DORIAN-- ...and I would always be young while this picture grows old. FOR THAT I MIGHT GIVE ANYTHING MAYBE EVEN GIVE MY SOUL THERE HAS TO BE SOMEWHERE I CAN GO WHERE TIME WOULD STOP! AND I COULD KNOW MORE THAN WHAT ONE LIFE COULD EVER GRANT ME THE TIME TO SEE WHERE DARKNESS ISN’T TAUNTING ME AND LIGHT IS SHINING NOT SO BRIGHTLY SO I MIGHT BECOME THE MAN I’M MEANT TO BE BEYOND WRONG AND RIGHT IN-BETWEEN DARK AND LIGHT But that’s insanity. I’m a victim of time like everyone else. Why did you paint it? It will mock me some day—mock me horribly. (BASIL throws HENRY an accusing look, then picks up his palette knife and crosses to the picture. DORIAN swiftly intercepts as BASIL prepares to rip up the canvas.) Basil! --BASIL-- IT’S MY WORK I CAN DISPENSE WITH IT THAT MAKES MORE SENSE UNHAND ME I CAN SEE THAT YOU REGRET IT I WILL DESTROY IT WE CAN FORGET IT --DORIAN-- DON’T BASIL YOU MISUNDERSTAND ME (DORIAN guides BASIL’S hand, still clutching the knife, so it’s hovering over DORIAN’S chest.) YOU MAY AS WELL TAKE MY LIFE WITH YOUR KNIFE BASIL STRANGE AS IT SEEMS THERE IN YOUR ART DWELLS MY CAPTURED HEART AND IF YOU LET ANYONE ELSE BUT ME HAVE MY PICTURE I’LL NEVER FORGIVE YOU --BASIL-- Dorian, of course. It was yours before it existed. You gave me quite a start.

--BASIL-- TWO MONTHS AGO I MET DORIAN GRAY CAN I DESCRIBE TO YOU CAN I MAKE YOU FEEL THE SAME WAY AS WHEN I FIRST SAW DORIAN GRAY?

--HENRY-- GOOD EVENING ALLOW ME TO GIVE TO YOU MR. DORIAN GRAY --CHORUS-- MR. DORIAN GRAY! --WOMEN-- WELCOME WE’RE JUST NOW BEGINNING THE DANCE WON’T YOU JOIN US? --MEN-- AND GOOD LUCK WITH ROMANCE TONIGHT --CHORUS-- PLEASE MAKE NO FUSS SIMPLY STAY CHARMING EVERYONE IN DISGUISE - DELIGHTFUL DANCING WITH EVERYONE IN SIGHT FANTASTIC EYES LOOKING SO DREAMY LOOKING SO DREAMY AND CALLING US INTO THE NIGHT CALLING US INTO THE NIGHT LOOKING SO DREAMY --CALLING US INTO THE NIGHT --CALLING US INTO THE NIGHT DISARMING WONDERING WHOM WE’VE KISSED FANTASTIC EYES BRIGHT FULL MOON CAN’T PENETRATE OUR MASKS AS WE CELEBRATE DANCE WITH THE NIGHT WE INSIST DANCE WITH THE NIGHT DANCE WITH THE NIGHT WE INSIST WE INSIST --LILY, EMMA and FAYE-- LA LA LA LONDON LA LA LA LONDON --CHORUS-- THRILLING DOMINOED ADVENTURE AND CARE FREE DANCING WITHOUT ANY CENSURE DANCE WITH THE NIGHT FANTASTIC EYES LOOKING SO DREAMY AND CALLING US INTO THEIR LIES NO NEED TO RATIONALIZE CHARMING EVERYONE IN DISGUISE DELIGHTFUL DANCING WITH EVERYONE IN SIGHT FANTASTIC EYES LOOKING SO DREAMY AND CALLING US INTO THE NIGHT DISARMING WONDERING WHOM WE’VE KISSED FANTASTIC EYES BRIGHT FULL MOON CAN’T PENETRATE OUR MASKS AS WE CELEBRATE DANCE WITH THE NIGHT WE INSIST

--DORIAN-- PEOPLE SAY THAT LOVE IS LIKE A DREAM COME TRUE PEOPLE SAY THAT LOVE IS LIKE A SONG I DON’T MEAN TO MOCK THE COMMON ROSY VIEW BUT I HAVE TO SAY THOSE PEOPLE HAVE IT WRONG FOR ME AND FOR THE WAY I THINK IN SHADES OF GRAY LOVE IS MORE COMPLEX AND IT EFFECTS ME LIKE A PLAY SPOTLIGHT ENTER THE INGENUE DRAPED IN A BILLOWING DRESS (SIBYL steps around her picture frame and DORIAN joins her.) STAGE RIGHT ENTERS HER BEAU AND IT’S ME I HAVE TO CONFESS FLOWERS GIVEN WITH A BOW BLUSHING, SHE MEETS MY EYE HOURS COULD PASS THAT WAY AS WE GAZE AND HAPPILY SIGH --SIBYL-- SIGH --DORIAN-- I HAVE MET THE GIRL WHO IS WHAT LOVE ITSELF SHOULD BE -SIBYL-- I HAVE MET THE BOY WHO IS LIKE LOVE ITSELF TO ME --DORIAN-- I FIND HER DISARMING --SIBYL-- I CALL HIM PRINCE CHARMING --BOTH-- LOVE IS NO LONGER A DISTANT FANTASY (HENRY applauds as SIBYL and DORIAN bow. MRS. VANE appears in a picture frame, then crosses to SIBYL. DORIAN re-joins HENRY in the library as the Music Hall melodrama continues.) --DORIAN-- MOTHER-IN-LAW-TO-BE ARRIVES I DISCREETLY TAKE MY EXIT CUE BUT LINGERING ‘ROUND THE CORNER THERE I HEAR THIS SCENE ENSUE --MRS. VANE-- O DAUGHTER MINE BEWARE THE MAN WHO PLAYS HIS PART TOO WELL THERE’S MANY A GIRL WHO FELL TOO FAR FOR THE DEVIL DRESSED AS A SWELL --SIBYL-- O MOTHER MINE I KNOW THE TALES OF FATHER WHICH NO ONE MENTIONS LET ME BE HAPPY MY PRINCE CHARMING HAS SUCH HONEST AND PURE INTENTIONS --MRS. VANE-- HE LOOKS WELL OFF ALL SCOUNDRELS DO --SIBYL-- I KNOW HE IS WELL CONNECTED --MRS. VANE-- WELL IF HE IS IT’S A DIFFERENT THING --SIBYL-- YOU LIKE HIM AS I SUSPECTED --MRS. VANE-- THAT’S ALL VERY WELL BUT EVEN A KING CAN BE THE DEVIL DRESSED AS A SWELL LOVE IS JUST AN ARRANGEMENT, DEAR TO LIFT US FROM OUR SORRY LOTS (In the library, HENRY and DORIAN mirror the stage left positions of SIBYL and MRS. VANE.) --HENRY-- LOVE IS JUST A DERANGEMENT OF OUR USUAL LOGICAL THOUGHTS --MRS. VANE-- LOVE IS JUST AN ARRANGEMENT, DEAR OF LEGAL DASHES WORDS AND DOTS --HENRY-- LOVE IS JUST THE DERANGEMENT OF DRUNKEN POETICAL SOTS --MRS. VANE-- BUT LOVE COULD BE ARRANGED I SUE BETWEEN A LORD LIKE HIM AND YOU SO GO AHEAD AND TELL ME ALL ABOUT YOUR SUITOR HANDSOME AND TALL --HENRY-- THE WOMAN IS WISE IN HER TAWDRY WAY SO PLEASE CONTINUE YOUR AMUSING PLAY --DORIAN-- YOU’RE IMPOSSIBLE HENRY THERE IS SOMETHING IN ME WHICH IS STARTING TO BE BORN LISTEN TO THE REST PLEASE DEFER YOUR SNEERING TIRESOME SCORN (Lights down on the library as the footlights blink on again in the Vane home, and SIBYL sings her solo as if to a Music Hall audience.) --SIBYL-- WHY DIDN’T SOMEBODY TELL ME BEFORE? SIMPLE AS GOING TO ANSWER THE DOOR NATURAL AS SLEEPING AND WAKING AGAIN EASY AS TALKING LISTENING AND THEN SAYING “HELLO” THAT’S HOW SIMPLE IT IS TO KNOW I’M IN LOVE LOVE IS SO EASILY RECOGNIZED SOMETHING SO GRAND CAN’T BE DISGUISED THINKING ABOUT IT CAN BE SO CONFUSING USING YOUR BRAIN TO EXPLAIN IT AWAY WHEN REALLY NO OTHER THOUGHT IS REQUIRED THERE’S ONE WORD TO SAY WHICH HAS BEEN MUCH ADMIRED THOUGH SOME SAY HAS GROWN TIRED IT’S LOVE THE WORD THAT POETS USE INSPIRED WHEN TOUCHED BY HEAVEN’S LOVING MUSE I FINALLY CAN FEEL IT AND I CAN’T CONCEAL IT THAT ONE WORD LOVE IT NAMES THE SOUND OF MY HEART IN FLIGHT AND IT IS SO RIGHT SO RIGHT WHY DIDN’T SOMEBODY TELL ME BEFORE? THERE’S ONE LITTLE WORD WHICH IS WHAT WE ARE LIVING FOR (SIBYL bows as her mother applauds. Footlights down, pool up again on DORIAN as JAMES VANE steps into view behind the picture frame before charging into the scene.) --DORIAN-- WITH THE SWEEP OF AN ANGRY ARM A DOOR SLAMS OPEN ON ITS FRAME A FROWNING FELLOW STARTS TO BELLOW --JAMES VANE-- TELL ME WHAT’S HIS NAME --SIBYL-- PRINCE CHARMING IS THE ONLY NAME I EVER NEED TO KNOW --JAMES-- A NAMELESS DANDY WHAT’S HIS GAME? I’LL LEARN THAT ERE I GO --SIBYL-- O JAMES MY SILLY SERIOUS BROTHER I WILL NEVER LOVE ANOTHER --JAMES-- LOVE - A WORD TO TRAP THE INNOCENT --SIBYL-- NOW, NOW, JAMES YOU’RE FOOLISH LOVE IS SO MAGNIFICENT JAMES YOU’RE FOOLISH LOVE IS SO MAGNIFICENT LOVE IS SO MAGNIFICENT LOVE IS SO MAGNIFICENT --JAMES-- (In counterpoint to SIBYL.) LOVE -- A WORD TO TRAP THE INNOCENT LOVE -- A WORD TO TRAP THE INNOCENT --DORIAN-- WITH HER VIVID DECLARATION RINGING IN MY EAR I CAME STRAIGHT HOME WITH BURSTING HEART AND SHED A GRATEFUL TEAR (DORIAN and HENRY exit, lights in library out.) --JAMES-- THIS I SWEAR MY SISTER DEAR IF EVER THIS MAN DOES YOU ILL MY MISSION WILL BE STARK AND CLEAR TO MURDER HIM BY GOD I WILL BY GOD I WILL I’LL BE BACK TO TRACK HIM DOWN IF YOU UNCOVER HIS FACADE HE WON’T BE SAFE IN ANY TOWN I’LL MURDER HIM SO HELP ME GOD SO HELP ME GOD --MRS. VANE-- SON FINISH PACKING EARLY MORNING SOON WILL BE TODAY AND YOUR SHIP WILL THEN BE SAILING YOU AWAY SO SWIFTLY WITH NO DELAY --JAMES-- MOTHER, NO TEARS I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO SAY --MRS. VANE-- COME TELL YOUR MOTHER YOU’RE A BOY WHO WON’T FORGET THIS TINY STAGE WHERE SOON THE SUN ON ME WILL FINALLY SET --JAMES-- I’LL DAILY WRITE TO SISTER AND TO YOU JUST BEWARE OF HER BEAU WHO COMES TO WOO --SIBYL-- JUST THINK JAMES YOU’LL SEE THE WORLD FROM NORTH TO SOUTH AND ALL ITS GLORIES YOU’LL BE LIKE THE HEROES THAT WE’VE READ ABOUT IN STORIES THE TIME HAS COME TO TAKE OUR AIMS ADVENTURE LIES AHEAD DEAR JAMES FOR YOU THE SEA FOR ME A WEDDING CASTING OFF OUR CHILDHOOD GAMES INTO THE SUN WE’RE HEADING INTO THE SUN --MRS. VANE-- EMBRACE ME SON IGNORE THE TEARS I’M SHEDDING --SIBYL-- INTO THE SUN WE’RE HEADING --JAMES-- BUT I’LL BE BACK-- --SIBYL-- GODSPEED DEAR JAMES --JAMES-- TO TRACK HIM DOWN THIS CHARMING PRINCE YOU’RE WEDDING --SIBYL-- THE TIME HAS COME TO STAKE OUR CLAIMS INTO THE SUN WE’RE HEADING --JAMES-- IF HE EVER CAUSES HARM TO THEE HE WON’T BE SAFE IN ANY TOWN (Distant tower bells.) --SIBYL-- I’ll be late for the theatre. Don’t be a sailor forever, James. Say “hello” to the world for me! --JAMES-- You mean, hello to Australia! ADVENTURE LIES AHEAD FOR ME --SIBYL-- FOR YOU THE SHINING SEA ADVENTURE LIES AHEAD FOR US THREE --MRS. VANE-- EMBRACE ME SON MRS. VANE/JAMES/SIBYL SALT TEARS I’M SHEDDING/ FOR THEE A WEDDING/INTO THE SUN WE’RE HEADING --MRS. VANE-- THESE TEARS I SHED— --JAMES-- I’LL STRIKE HIM DEAD— --SIBYL-- --SOON WED-- SIBYL/JAMES/MRS. VANE I’LL BE/FOR THEE --SIBYL-- LOVE IS MAGNIFICENT

--CHORUS-- NON NONNY NONNY NONNY NON NONNY NONNY NONNY NON NONNY HO AND A CHEERIO NON NONNY HO AT THE PLAY WE KNOW IT’S NON NONNY HO AND BRAVISSIMO NON NONNY NONNY TO THE PLAY WE GO NONNY NONNY NONNY EVENING TIME BRINGS US DELIGHT EVERY HEART WITH GLADNESS DOES GROW LIGHT TO ONE SIDE WE PUT THE DAY SO TO PARTAKE ENTERTAINMENT IN THE PLAY (Dialogue) EVENING TIME BRINGS US DELIGHT EVERY HEART WITH GLADNESS DOES GROW LIGHT TO ONE SIDE WE PUT THE DAY SO TO PARTAKE ENTERTAINMENT IN THE PLAY NON NONNY NONNY NONNY NON NONNY NONNY NONNY NON NONNY HO AND A CHEERIO NON NONNY HO AT THE PLAY WE KNOW IT’S NON NONNY HO AND BRAVISSIMO NON NONNY NONNY AT THE SHAKESPEARE SHOW (Dialogue) NON NONNY NONNY NONNY NON NONNY NONNY NONNY NON NONNY HEY SHE IS SO BLASE NON NONNY HEY SHE HAS RUINED THE PLAY IT’S NON NONNY HEY TAKE HER STRAIGHT AWAY NON NONNY NONNY OUT THE BACK DOOR WAY EVENING TIME BRINGS US DELIGHT EVERY HEART WITH GLADNESS DOES GROW LIGHT TO ONE SIDE WE PUT THE DAY SO TO PARTAKE ENTERTAINMENT IN THE PLAY NON NONNY NONNY NONNY NON NONNY NONNY NONNY NONNY – NONNY

--SIBYL-- BEFORE GOING ON STAGE TONIGHT I COULD HARDLY CONTAIN MY EXCITEMENT I KNEW YOU’D BE WATCHING AND I’D GIVE MY BEST IN THE PLAY BUT TONIGHT SOMETHING SPECIAL GOT IN THE WAY LOVELY COMPLICATIONS --DORIAN-- PLEASE WOULD YOU SPARE ME DULL EXPLANATIONS --SIBYL-- BUT I’M ALIVE WITH THRILLING SENSATIONS (SHE pulls DORIAN to center stage and tries to get him to waltz.) Dance with me, Dorian, and listen. Dorian, look at me, please. (SIBYL, giddy with love, dances an abandoned, twirling waltz with the distant, intoxicated and almost immobile DORIAN. The disparity of their moods makes for a bizarre dance, simultaneously graceful and awkward.) --SIBYL-- PASSION IS BURNING ME UP I DON’T WANT TO PUT OUT THE FIRE PASSION IS TURNING ME UPSIDE DOWN FOOT TO CROWN WITH DESIRE AND WHEN YOU TOLD ME YOU WANT TO ENFOLD ME AND TAKE MY HAND YOU MADE ME UNDERSTAND I CAN NO LONGER MAKE ACTING BE AT ALL REAL FOR ME I STEPPED ON THE STAGE AS JULIET VERSES SHE SINGS WERE TRUE TO ME- -YET ONLY MAKE BELIEVE SO MY PERFORMANCE WAS GRIEVOUSLY AMATEUR THAT WAS THE BEST I CAN DO I AM SURE OH CAN’T YOU SEE THERE’S NO MEANING FOR ME IN A LOVE THAT’S THEATRICAL OUR LOVE IS A REAL LOVE AND I DON’T NEED TO ACT AT ALL --DORIAN-- YOU ARE RIDICULOUS I WAS BORED DIDN’T YOU THINK OF US WATCHING IN HORROR AS YOU BECAME MORE AND MORE ABSURD? MY WORD YOU WERE AWFUL --SIBYL-- WORSE, I WAS HOPELESS ALL I COULD DO WAS GET THROUGH THE PLAY I WAS THINKING OF YOU ALL THE WAY THROUGH I HEARD THE LAUGHTER AND PITIED THOSE PEOPLE THEY DIDN’T KNOW AFTER THE SHOW THAT I’D SEE THE REAL ROMEO TELL ME DO THEY KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT A LOVE LIKE OURS? --DORIAN-- YOUR EVERY WORD SOURS INSIDE ME HOW CAN YOU STAND THERE AND TRY TO CONFIDE IN ME LOVE YOU DESCRIBE AS TRANSCENDED? MY GOD DON’T YOU KNOW THAT TONIGHT YOU OFFENDED ME TERRIBLY? YES ANY TALENT YOU HAD THAT ATTRACTED ME HAS VANISHED IT IS GONE YOU’VE DESTROYED ANY LOVE I FELT LOVE HAS MELTED AWAY I’M GOING TO SAY SOMETHING I’D RATHER NOT SO I TAKE MY LEAVE OF YOU --SIBYL-- BUT YOU AREN’T SERIOUS YOU’RE ACTING, DORIAN? --DORIAN-- ACTING? I LEAVE THAT TO YOU MY ADORING ONE HOW CAN YOU BE SUCH A DIMWITTED THING? WITHOUT YOUR ACTING YOU’RE NOTHING I CAN DESCRIBE YOUR PITIFUL CASE A MEDIOCRE ACTRESS WHO’S BLESSED WITH A PRETTY FACE --SIBYL-- DORIAN DON’T LEAVE ME --DORIAN-- DON’T TOUCH ME --SIBYL-- PLEASE FORGIVE ME I’LL WORK HARD TO BE WHAT I WAS WHEN WE MET --DORIAN-- I’M LEAVING YOU NOW AND I’LL NEVER FORGET HOW DISAPPOINTING YOU’VE BEEN TO ME I SET YOU FREE AREN’T YOU HAPPY? --SIBYL-- NO PLEASE DON’T GO NOW I KNOW HOW YOU FEEL I UNDERSTAND I DO HOW CAN I FEEL ANYTHING WITHOUT YOU? --DORIAN-- IT’S TOO LATE THIS DEBATE IS COMPLETE FAREWELL MY SWEET YOU’LL HAVE TO MAKE DO --SIBYL-- OUR LOVE IS A REAL LOVE AND WE DON’T NEED TO ACT AT ALL WHY DIDN’T SOMEBODY TELL ME BEFORE? SIMPLE AS GOING TO WALK OUT THE DOOR

--CHORUS-- LA LA LA LONDON LA LA LA LONDON SUMMERTIME AND THE AIR ISN’T CHILLY COULDN’T WE MEET FOR TEA? I KNOW A PLACE --EMMA-- Now there’s somethin’ I’d like between my legs. --FAYE-- Hey, pretty boy- --CHORUS-- I KNOW A PLACE --DERELICT-- Spare a farthing, guv’nor? Got a wife and kids at ‘ome I do. --CHORUS-- (Closing in on DORIAN.) IN PICCADILLY --A CHILD-- Mister, can you give us some food? --SECOND CHILD-- Please, mister! (DORIAN disentangles himself from the swirling mob and runs down the street. THE CHORUS exits backwards, with outstretched arms, seemingly pulled into the wings like puppets. THE FLOWER GIRL appears with a basket of Lilies. As DORIAN stops to catch his breath, SHE gently gives him a flower. HE graciously bows and listlessly sniffs the flower and trudges on as SHE sadly exits.)

--DORIAN-- “FOR THAT I WOULD GIVE EVERYTHING...” NO THIS ISN’T HAPPENING IT LOOKS SO MENACING BUT I KNOW MY EYES WEREN’T GLARING THIS WAY OR STARING SO FIERCELY ON THAT FATEFUL DAY THE TWIST OF THE MOUTH SMILES WITH A SLY SENSUALITY MASKING BRUTALITY THIS ISN’T REALITY WHY DOES MY MIND CONJUR UP SUCH A SCENE? I SHOULD BE RESTING MY HEADACHE IS TESTING ME I NEED ESCAPE INTO THOUGHTS MORE SERENE SO THE SUN RISES AGAIN OH WHAT A NIGHT THIS HAS BEEN STOP STARING YOU DEMON SPAWN I TELL YOU FROM ME BEGONE MORE OF THIS AND I’LL BE CLOSE TO INSANITY YOU CAN’T CHANGE YOU’RE ONLY ART USELESS THING DEAD AND WITHOUT A HEART I’M GOING TO BED TO THINK I’D CONSIDER SUCH MAD SUPPOSITIONS AS PICTURES THAT CHANGE THEIR OWN COMPOSITIONS I MUST HAVE A FEVER THAT’S CAUSING THESE VISIONS I KNOW NOTHING’S CHANGED IN MY DUPLICATE FACE BUT MY MIND IS OBSESSED WITH A NEED TO REPLACE THE ORIGINAL WITH THIS SATANIC DISGRACE MAYBE THE EVIL IN HIS COLD EXPRESSION IS TRULY A MIRROR AND ACCURATE IMPRESSION OF DARKNESS IN ME COULD THIS BE THE FACE OF MY SOUL I SEE? --YES I’VE BEEN GIVEN A WARNING I CAN MAKE AMENDS STARTING THIS MORNING I WANT TO BE LOVED FOR ME NOT JUST WHAT PEOPLE SEE BUT WHAT I SECRETLY KNOW I EVENTUALLY CAN TRULY BE UNDER THE SURFACE OF SKIN THERE IS A LITTLE BOY WITHIN FRIGHTENED AND SMALL NOT KNOWING SIN ASKING ME WHERE DOES LOVE BEGIN? ASKING ME WHEN ASKING ME WHERE DOES LOVE BEGIN? LISTEN LITTLE DORIAN THERE’S A STORY IN YOUR FUTURE I CAN TEACH (A gentle derangement comes to his eyes.) --LOVE CAME TO US ALL AFLAME FOR US LOVE WAS WITHIN OUR REACH THE SUN RISES ONCE MORE LIGHTING THE WAY TO LOVE’S DOOR I’LL ASK HER PLEASE TO FORGIVE AND TO LOVE ME AS LONG AS I LIVE (DORIAN slowly pulls the curtain back over the picture’s staring face.)

--SIBYL-- BEWARE THE DREAMS THAT CALL YOU YONDER THEY CAN LEAD TO ROCKY SHORES WHERE MOURNFUL SEAGULLS CRY FOR YOU AND WATERS ARE A DEEPER BLUE THAN ANY SORROWS THAT WERE YOURS BEFORE YOU CHOSE TO WANDER FOLLOWING DREAMS THAT CALLED YOU YONDER (SHE lowers the gown’s veil so it completely obscures her face, then picks up the knife used in her “Romeo and Juliet” scene.) LOVE IS SO MAGNIFICENT LOVE IS SO MAGNIFICENT Oh – happy – dagger. (SIBYL plunges the knife into her heart and crumples to the floor.)

--HENRY-- OF COURSE I SHOULD ADD THAT IT’S ALL VERY SAD IT’S ALL VERY SAD BUT- ONE SHOULD ABSORB THE COLORS OF LIFE IGNORING ITS DETAILS WHICH ALWAYS ARE RIFE WITH VULGARITY AND IN THE CASE OF YOUR ACTRESS I FIND THAT CLUTTERING DETAILS DON’T COME TO MY MIND, WHAT A RARITY YES THERE’S A BEAUTY SURROUNDING HER UNTIMELY DEATH AND THINKING ABOUT IT HAS TAKEN MY BREATH I TRULY BELIEVE IN A PARTICULAR SENSE I WISH THAT I’D HAD SUCH A STRIKING EXPERIENCE --DORIAN-- How can you say that? Henry, help me. I can’t seem to really feel this tragedy. It seems more like the ending of a play. --HENRY-- Ah. You’ve just struck at the heart of the matter, Dorian. TRAGEDY CAN BE SO STARK OFFENSIVE WITH ITS VIOLENCE DARK AND SICKENING HEARTBEAT QUICKENING BUT TRAGEDY SOMETIMES HAS ANOTHER FACE TRANSCENDING THE MERE COMMON PLACE SUCH ARTLESS CRIMES WE SEE TOO OFTEN NOWADAYS BUT TRAGIC EVENTS ARE SOMETIMES LIKE PLAYS YOU SHOULD ASK YOURSELF THIS QUESTION JUST HOW CAN YOU EXPLAIN THAT THIS GIRL WAS ONLY REAL WHEN WITH HER ACTING SHE WOULD FEIGN THE SADNESS OF HER JULIET THE SORROW OF CORDELIA THE MADNESS AND THE SWEETNESS OF THE PRINCE OF DANE'S OPHELIA MOURN FOR THEM THEY WERE MORE REAL THAN SHE WAS THIS POOR GIRL SHE NEVER LIVED NOW THAT YOU SURELY SEE? WAS SHE NOT A FLEETING MELODY ONE WHICH IS NOW SET FREE? --DORIAN-- OH YES I SEE WHAT WILL BE WILL JUST BE AND IN THE BOOK OF MY LIFE SIBYL VANE WAS JUST A PAGE HER DEMISE WAS A SCENE ACTED OUT ON A STAGE --DORIAN AND HENRY-- ONE SHOULD ABSORB THE COLORS OF LIFE IGNORING ITS DETAILS WHICH ALWAYS ARE RIFE WITH VULGARITY AND WITH MUCH CLARITY I SEE A BEAUTY SURROUNDING HER UNTIMELY DEATH AND THINKING ABOUT IT HAS TAKEN MY BREATH THERE’S A BEAUTY IN THIS TRAGEDY A BEAUTY IN THIS TRAGEDY BEAUTY - BEAUTY --HENRY-- AND I TRULY BELIEVE IN A PARTICULAR SENSE I WISH THAT I’D HAD SUCH A STRIKING EXPERIENCE --DORIAN-- I’M GLAD THAT I’VE HAD SUCH A STRIKING EXPERIENCE BUT I SHOULD ADD THAT IT’S ALL VERY SAD --HENRY-- OF COURSE --HENRY AND DORIAN-- IT’S ALL VERY SAD TRAGEDY HAS A BEAUTY

--BASIL-- No! Rubbish! Dreadful! Not worth the paper it’s drawn on! I NEED A CROWNING CENTERPIECE FOR AN EXHIBITION I NEED A PAINTING TO INCREASE MY STANDING AND POSITION OR ELSE MY REPUTATION WILL BE IN A PITIFUL CONDITION BLANK I AM BANKRUPT MY VAULTS OF INSPIRATION ARE DEPLETED WHEN I TOUCH MY BRUSH TO CANVAS I’M DEFEATED BLANK I AM BANKRUPT EVERY CONCEPT THAT I THINK OF I’VE REPEATED TIME AND TIME AGAIN IDEAS THAT ONCE WERE BOLD ARE BORING - ANCIENT THE PROVERBIAL HAT THAT’S OLD EVERYONE HAS HAD THOSE DAYS OF TRYING TO ACCOMPLISH SOMETHING BUT THE MIND IS IN A DAZE IT COMES UP BLANK NOTHING SEEMS TO COME OUT RIGHT YOU’VE DONE IT ALL BEFORE AND IT’S ALL SO TIRED AND TRITE JUST BLANK WHAT’S MORE DEADLINES LOOM YOU SEARCH FOR INSPIRATION BUT YOUR OUT-PUT IS MOSTLY PERSPIRATOIN AND YOUR POWERS OF CREATION SUFFER FROM CONSTIPATION THERE SIMPLY AREN’T ENOUGH HOURS I’M UNDER SLEPT AND OVER STRESSED DRAINING MEAGER MENTAL POWERS BLANK I AM BANKRUPT EVERY PLAN I MAKE IS AWFUL FAILURE TASTES LIKE SIN WHERE DID MY TALENT GO? OR DID I EVER DO ANYTHING BETTER THAN SO-SO? EVERYONE HAS HAD THOSE TIMES THE CALENDAR IS OVERFLOWING AND YOU DREAD EACH HOUR’S CHIMES YOUR MIND GOES BLANK JUMBLED THOUGHTS PRODUCE A MESS IT’S HOPELESS SO IT SEEMS FAILURE OVERTAKES SUCCESS JUST BLANK MY MIND IS IN A DAZE IT COMES UP BLANK NOTHING SEEMS TO COME OUT RIGHT I’VE DONE IT ALL BEFORE AND IT’S ALL SO TIRED AND TRITE JUST BLANK BLANK I AM BANKRUPT SANK DOWN MY REKNOWN IN THIS TOWN TORN – DOWN – BLANK

--BASIL-- (In his studio writing a letter to Dorian.) I was quite wrong to think it impossible to ever share it with the public. I’d wished to explain to you in person, but I feel I must now tell you my reason for originally wishing the picture to remain a secret. From the moment we met you had the most unexpected effect on me. THREE MONTHS AGO I MET DORIAN GRAY... --DORIAN-- (In his library, facing the portrait.) IS THIS THE EXPRESSION MY FACE WOULD DISPLAY --BASIL-- CAN I DESCRIBE TO YOU CAN I MAKE YOU FEEL THE SAME WAY --DORIAN-- IF THIS MYSTICAL PICTURE WERE NOT TO PORTRAY --BASIL-- AS WHEN I FIRST SAW YOU DORIAN GRAY --DORIAN-- EVERY TRANSGRESSING THOUGHT THAT I HAVE EVERY DAY? --BASIL-- THERE WAS MAGIC THE MOMENT YOU WALKED IN THE ROOM --DORIAN-- THINK – THINK IS THIS MY DOOM? --BASIL-- LIKE LAZARUS LEAVING THE TOMB A NEW LIGHT ILLUMED ME --DORIAN-- THINK – THINK WHAT CAN I DO WITH THIS NIGHTMARE? SHOULD I CARE? --BASIL-- A NEW ARTISTIC VISION CONSUMED ME I WAS NOT AT ALL FAIR --DORIAN-- IF OTHERS SEE THIS CURIOSITY --BASIL-- DECLINING TO SHARE --DORIAN-- WHAT – AM I CRAZY? IF THIS MONSTER STAYS --BASIL-- WHAT YOU INSPIRED --DORIAN-- HE WILL HAVE ME DESTROYED --BASIL-- WITH DOUBT I WAS MIRED --DORIAN-- BY HIDING HIM THAT I’LL AVOID --BASIL-- EVERY PICTURE PAINTED IS A PICTURE OF THE PAINTER MORE THAN OF THE SUBJECT HE HAS PAINTED HOW CAN THIS BE WHEN IT’S ONLY BRUSH STROKES? BUT SOMEHOW IN YOUR PICTURE NOT ONLY IS IT YOU WE SEE BUT SO MUCH MAYBE FAR TOO MUCH OF ME --DORIAN-- (In counterpoint to BASIL.) I SHOULD BE GRATEFUL THIS IS MY SALVATION I’M FREE NONE OF THE PLEASURES IN ALL OF CREATION ARE FAR FROM ME NOW NOW THAT I SEE MY EVERY FANTASY EACH WHIM CAN BE ACTED ON IN SECRECY DEAR BASIL YOU AND I MUST ALWAYS STAY FRIENDS (Sitting to write.) BUT THE PAINTING THAT YOU WANT HAS BEEN DESTROYED ASKING ME FOR FURTHER DETAILS PLEASE AVOID ANNOYED YOU MUST BE BUT BASIL YOU MUST TRUST ME SINCERELY YOURS (HE hands the letter and some pound notes to A MESSENGER BOY who appears.) NOW MY ELEGANT UGLY FRIEND DO YOU COMPREHEND THE GIFT OF IMMORTALITY YOU HAVE GRANTED ME? MY APPEARANCE WILL BE NEVER CHANGING WHILE THIS GHASTLY PICTURE WILL BE WHERE EACH SIN WITH HORROR WILL ENGRAVE THE SECRETS I WILL TAKE TO THE GRAVE IF I EVER DIE NOW THE SUN RISES ON ME LIGHTING UP INFINITY I WILL GO ON AND ON STARTING NOW WITH THIS ONE FINAL DAWN (Lights up in Basil’s studio as THE MESSENGER BOY delivers Dorian’s reply to him, and the artist jumps up in shock after reading the brief letter. HE sinks to his knees in despair.) --BASIL-- DORIAN DON’T LEAVE ME YOU HAVE RUINED ME MY REPUTATION STANDING AND RANK WILL NOW BE BLANK! (DORIAN triumphantly closes the curtain on the painting.)

--EMMA-- (Approaching A SAILOR at the bar.) PIPE SIR? WE HAVE THE BEST AROUND --1ST SAILOR-- No, just ale. --LILY-- (Approaching ANOTHER SAILOR at a table.) WANT SOME COMPANY? GIRLS LIKE OURS CAN’T BE FOUND --2ND SAILOR-- No, just wine. (The tavern’s INHABITANTS come closer to DORIAN in a ragged semi-circle, and the dancing begins.) --ALL-- WHAT’S YOUR PLEASURE MR.GRAY? WE’RE SO GLAD YOU’VE COME TO PLAY WE ARE CONFIDENT YOU’LL BE ESPECIALLY DELICIOUS COMPANY --LILY AND A SAILOR-- EVER WANT TO RIP THE MASK OFF THIS VICTORIAN LAND? --ALL-- UNDERNEATH EACH QUIET LIFE DARK SECRETS CLUTCHED IN EVERY HAND WE CAN CHANGE THE WORLD IF WE TRY DANCING IN THE STREET EVERY HEART COMPLETE WE ALL CAN FLY IN A BRAVE NEW FREE SKY EVER THINK IT’S POSSIBLE TO LIVE INSIDE YOUR DREAMS? SO MANY POSSIBILITIES THAT MOVE IN ENDLESS FLOWING STREAMS STEP INSIDE YOUR DREAMS STEP INSIDE --LILY-- STEP INSIDE YOUR DREAMS AT LEAST TRY --ALL-- TOUCH THE COLORS THERE DRINK ELECTRIC AIR YOU’LL NEVER DIE IN THE ENDLESS DREAM SKY (A SAILOR brings forward an Opium pipe and a strange, carved wooden box as DORIAN is pushed into a chair.) --FAYE-- PIPES TO SMOKE BRING ORIENTAL VISIONS --SAILOR-- (Opening the box and taking out dried mushrooms.) HERE ARE NEW WORLD SHAMAN POTIONS --FAYE AND EMMA-- GIRLS IN ALL THE HINDUESE POSITIONS --THE SAILORS-- BOYS WHO MIGHT BE GIVING YOU NOTIONS (The pipe is brought to DORIAN, and after a moment of initial uncertainty, HE is soon drawing in the smoke deeply. HE also takes a handful of mushrooms from the wooden box and ingests them.) --DORIAN-- (slowly rising.) THERE HAS TO BE SOMEWHERE... (The dancing continues and the mood of the entire tavern becomes suggestive of an orgy. EMMA and FAYE dance together. DORIAN is energized, and becomes the center of the dancers’ gyrations. A SAILOR takes a solo turn, brandishing a whip with erotic suggestiveness. ALAN CAMPBELL enters and is soon drawn to the sailor.) --ALL-- IS IT POSSIBLE TO LIVE INSIDE YOUR DREAMS? (As the combination of intoxicants and the frenzied dancing take their toll, people begin collapsing throughout the tavern.) TAKE THE LEAP WE KNOW YOU CAN FLY TOUCH THE COLORS THERE DRINK ELECTRIC AIR YOU’LL NEVER DIE IN THE ENDLESS DREAM SKY (Almost the entire tavern population has now passed out. LILY is on the ground, struggling to remain conscious as SHE watches the inexhaustible DORIAN with a combination of fear and admiration.) --LILY-- YOU CAN DO THE TASK RIP OFF THE MASK (ALAN, teetering and falling, is grabbed by the SAILOR with the whip.) --DORIAN-- (Laughing wickedly.) Alan! (ALAN grabs the handle of the whip as HE and THE SAILOR exit. HENRY exits, stepping over the scattered bodies, and smiling slyly. DORIAN scrambles around the tavern like a man possessed, grabbing the corpse-like bodies around him, trying to shake life into them.) --DORIAN-- (Everyone partially rising and falling with each word.) MORE BRING ME MORE I WANT MORE! (DORIAN stands at center stage, arms outstretched as if he is flying.)

--CHORUS-- TWENTY YEARS IS SHORT BUT LONG THE COUNTRYSIDE IS MUCH THE SAME THE MOON STILL SHINES ON LOVERS AND THE SUN STILL STREAMS ITS BRILLIANT FLAME BUT BABES IN ARMS GROW UP TO JOIN THE NOISOME CROWD AND FLOWERS THAT WE PLANTED CHOKE WITH WEEDS AND TOWERS NOW ARE STANDING WHERE FIELDS ONCE WERE PLOWED SOME MEN WHO ONCE WERE GOOD HAVE TURNED TO DESPERATE DEEDS CENTURY NUMBER NINETEEN DIES AND CENTURY NUMBER TWENTY BLOOMS (SOLO) AND PEOPLE NOW TALK THROUGH A WIRE (SOLO) THE HORSELESS CARRIAGE BUSINESS BOOMS FASHIONS CHANGE FROM BLACK TO BRIGHT (SOLO) POPULATIONS BURST THE SEAMS (SOLO) A MAN NAMED JACK HAS RIPPED THE NIGHT (SOLO) DOCTOR FREUD BELIEVES IN DREAMS CHANGES BY THE DOZEN (SOLO) MOVING PICTURES FLICKER (SOLO) DARWIN IS A MONKEY’S COUSIN (SOLO) LONDON’S FOG IS THICKER (Two OLDER WOMEN) AND OUR MIRRORS SHOW DECAY WHERE BEAUTY USED TO COME IN VIEW (DORIAN enters, moving slowly and unsteadily down the street.) THERE GOES THAT MAN MR. GRAY HE HASN’T SEEMED TO AGE ONE DAY SINCE YEARS AGO WHEN HE FIRST TURNED THE TENDER AGE OF TWENTY TWO MY MOTHER TOLD ME THERE’S A STORY IN --LA LA LA LA LONDON-- THE TALE OF DORIAN GRAY THERE’S SOMETHING GORY IN THE TALE OF DORIAN GRAY WHERE THERE’S SMOKE THERE’S FIRE MAIDENS PALE AT THE TALE OF DORIAN GRAY TWENTY YEARS IS SHORT BUT LONG BABES IN ARMS HAVE JOINED THE THRONG THE MOON STILL SHINES ON LOVERS AND THE SUN STILL SINGS ITS BURNING TIMELESS SONG

--BASIL-- THIS IS HARD FOR ME TO SAY BUT WHEN I SPEAK OF DORIAN GRAY THERE ARE REACTIONS FROM SUCH ANGRY FACTIONS SAYING YOU’LL PAY FOR HORRIBLE SIN TELL ME HOW DID THESE RUMORS BEGIN? HOW THEY MAKE MY HEAD SPIN. HAVE YOU HEARD THE AWFUL LIES? I CAN’T IMAGINE ANY WHYS TO ACCUSATIONS OF YOUR ABERRATIONS THE STREETS FILL WITH OUTCRIES ANGRY AND STRONG PLEASE BELIEVE ME I KNOW THEY ARE WRONG FOR IT’S NEVER TOO LONG BEFORE WHAT A MAN IS ALTERS HIS FACE ALL HIS SINS ON HIS FEATURES WILL TRACE A PATTERN SO PLAIN TO READ IN YOUR CASE WE ALL MUST CONCEDE YOU’RE THE PICTURE OF INNOCENCE HONESTY AND YOUTH IF YOU WERE A MONSTER WE’D ALL SEE THE TRUTH WOULDN’T WE PLAINLY SEE? --DORIAN-- YES YOU WOULD WHY DO YOU GO ON? DON’T MISS YOUR TRAIN I WISH YOU WERE GONE --BASIL-- THEY SAY NO PURE MINDED GIRL SHOULD MEET YOU AND PEOPLE WHOM YOU ONCE KNEW WON’T GREET YOU AND THERE’S THE TALK ABOUT THE DARK DISASTROUS INFLUENCE YOU’VE HAD ON CERTAIN LIVES MANY REPUTATIONS RUINED SCANDAL LIKE A CANCER ON THEM THRIVES HOW CAN YOU ANSWER? --DORIAN-- AM I SUPPOSED TO BE A MASTERMIND OF VICES? A SVENGALI WHO ENTICES? AS YOU CONFESS THE HONESTY YOU SEE IN ME SUFFICES AS MY WITNESS --BASIL-- WE HAVE THE RIGHT TO JUDGE A MAN BASED ON WHAT EFFECT HE HAS ON THE PEOPLE HE’S BEFRIENDED --DORIAN-- THESE BUSYBODIES WHOM YOU’VE DEFENDED WOULD LOVE TO SEE EVERY THOUGHT SUSPENDED IF THEY COULD HAVE THEIR WAY THE WORLD WOULD HAVE TO BOW TO EVERYTHING THEY HAVE TO SAY ONE RELIGION ONE STATE THESE PIOUS SOULS WOULD DICTATE EVERY MOVE WE MAKE AND ALL DISSENTERS WOULD BURN AT THEIR STAKE --BASIL-- That’s not the point! --BASIL-- I NEED TO HAVE AN ANSWER NOW WILL YOU CONTINUE TO ALLOW THIS VILE DEFAMATION OF YOUR REPUTATION YOU MUST STOP IT SOMEHOW WHY DOES IT SEEM YOU DON’T KNOW THAT YOU SHOULD REDEEM YOUR GOOD NAME AND ESTEEM? WHAT A MAN IS ALTERS HIS FACE ALL HIS SINS ON HIS FEATURES WILL TRACE A PATTERN SO PLAIN TO READ IN YOUR CASE ARE WE RIGHT TO CONCEDE YOU’RE THE PICTURE OF INNOCENCE HONESTY AND YOUTH? IF YOU WERE A MONSTER WOULDN’T WE SEE THE TRUTH? WOULDN’T WE PLAINLY SEE? --DORIAN-- (In counterpoint to Basil.) HOW CAN YOU BE SO VERY DULL? WHO PUT THOSE THOUGHTS IN YOUR SKULL? WHY DON’T YOU KNOW THAT YOU HAVE ALWAYS WEARIED ME SO WHEN WILL YOU GO? I HEARD YOU BEFORE I HAVE NO FEAR ON THAT SCORE WOULD YOU LOOK AT ME WOULD YOU LOOK AT ME? BASIL PLEASE BASIL YES YOU’VE MADE IT PLAIN YOU THINK THAT I HAVE GONE INSANE DON’T YOU BASIL? HOW COULD THAT TRULY BE? OF COURSE YOU WOULD YOU TALK AS IF YOU DON’T KNOW ME --BASIL-- KNOW YOU? I WONDER DO I REALLY KNOW YOU? BEFORE I COULD ANSWER THAT I’D HAVE TO SEE YOUR SOUL BUT ONLY GOD CAN DO THAT --DORIAN-- MAYBE NOT PERHAPS YOU SHALL SEE MY SOUL YOURSELF TONIGHT WITH YOUR OWN EYES --BASIL-- TALK SOME SENSE DORIAN --DORIAN-- DO YOU THINK IT’S IMPOSSIBLE FOR YOU TO SEE INSIDE MY SOUL? --BASIL-- IF I COULD AT LEAST I’D HAVE THE ANSWER THAT I NEED A SOUL IS INSCRIBED WITH EVERY DEED

--BASIL-- OUR FATHER WHO ART IN HEAVEN HALLOWED BE THY NAME THY KINGDOM COME THY WILL BE DONE ON EARTH AS IT IS IN HEAVEN

--FIRST MAN-- HE IS A MOST AMUSING MAN IF ANYONE MAKES YOU LAUGH HE CAN HE MAY BE DARING MAY BE WRONG HIS LANGUAGE MAY BE FAR TOO STRONG IF ANYONE MAKES YOU LAUGH HE CAN HE IS A MOST AMUSING MAN --FIRST WOMAN (SOCIETY LADY)-- LORD HENRY GIVE US SOME ADVICE A WORD OR TWO WOULD BE SO NICE --HENRY-- Dear Madam, I never advise. However, most people are very fond of giving away what they need most themselves. --SECOND MAN-- I WONDER IF YOU WOULD DISCUSS THE WAGGING TONGUES THAT FRET AND FUSS ABOUT THE WAY YOU SEEM TO LIVE AND FOR OUR CANDOR PLEASE FORGIVE US --HENRY-- Dear fellow, there is only one thing in the world worse than being talked about, and that is not being talked about. --FIRST MAN-- SING OH --CHORUS-- OH OH OH! SO RAISE A GLASS TO THIS EXCELLENT EVENING WE’RE HAVING A MARVELOUS TIME THE COMPANY’S WONDERFUL WHY SHOULD WE LEAVE ‘TILL WE FIRST HEAR THE ONE O’CLOCK CHIME? HE’S AMAZING WE’RE HAPPY TO BE HERE AND GAZING AT PEOPLE SO ERUDITE IS SUCH A RARE DELIGHT MAYBE HE’LL TALK TO US HE JUST MIGHT THE PARTY TONIGHT IS QUITE A SUCCESS HAVE YOU MET LORD HENRY? I MUST CONFESS HE IS A MOST AMUSING MAN IF ANYONE MAKES YOU LAUGH HE CAN --FIRST MAN-- HE MAY BE DARING MAY BE WRONG --FIRST WOMAN-- HIS LANGUAGE MAY BE FAR TOO STRONG --CHORUS-- IF ANYONE MAKES YOU LAUGH HE CAN HE IS A MOST AMUSING MAN --THIRD MAN-- LORD HENRY DO YOU LIKE THE PLAY THAT IS THE LATEST RAGE TODAY? --HENRY-- My dear Sir, the only remaining link between literature and drama nowadays is the program of production credits. --SECOND WOMAN (INTELLECTUAL WITH BOOK)-- PERHAPS YOU’VE SEEN THE LATEST BOOK OF MEMOIRS WILL YOU TAKE A LOOK? IT WAS A DARING NOBLE DEED THE AUTHOR DID TO LET US READ IT --HENRY-- Memoirs are written by people who have entirely lost their memories, or have never done anything worth remembering. --FIRST MAN-- SING OH --CHORUS-- -OH OH OH! SO RAISE A GLASS TO THIS EXCELLENT EVENING WE’RE HAVING A MARVELOUS TIME THE COMPANY’S WONDERFUL WHY SHOULD WE LEAVE ‘TIL WE FIRST HEAR THE TWO O’CLOCK CHIME? --FIRST MAN-- LORD HENRY LET US HEAR YOU SPEAK YOUR WIT IS RARE AND SO UNIQUE --CHORUS-- (Enthusiastic ad-libs and applause.) Yes! Speech! Speech! We beg you! Etc. --HENRY-- I HOPE YOU ARE NOT CONTEMPLATING MAKING A CELEBRITY FROM THE LIKES OF ME I WOULD CONSIDER IT INSANTIY PEOPLE IN THE PUBLIC EYE MOST OFTEN HAVE A SCARCITY OF COMMON SENSE OR ANY WIT IN FACT A MEDIOCRITY IS BOUND TO BE THE ONE FOR WHOM THE PUBLIC HAS AFFINITY THAT DESCRIPTION DOESN’T FIT A GENTLEMAN’S COMPLEXITY --CHORUS-- THAT DESCRIPTION DOESN’T FIT A GENTLEMAN’S COMPLEXITY OH! --HENRY-- ALLOW ME TO REMAIN A MAN WHO IS A BIT PREPOSTEROUS AND A MAN WHO IS AMUSING IF THAT’S NOT PRESUMPTUOUS IF YOU LIKE MY COMPANY I THINK THAT’S SIMPLY MARVELOUS BUT NEVER THINK OF ME AS MORE THAN SOMEONE MERELY FRIVOLOUS ARTIFICIALITY AND SEEMING TO BE COURTEOUS IS THE DUTY OF OUR LIVES IT MAKES IT ALL SO HUMOROUS --CHORUS-- THAT’S THE DUTY OF OUR LIVES IT MAKES IT ALL SO HUMOROUS! --MEN-- OH WHAT A FOUNT OF WISDOM --WOMEN-- AND HE IS ALSO HANDSOME --CHORUS-- SO RAISE A GLASS TO THIS EXCELLENT EVENING WE’RE HAVING A MARVELOUS TIME THE COMPANY’S WONDERFUL WHY SHOULD WE LEAVE ‘TILL WE FIRST HEAR THE THREE O’CLOCK CHIME? --SECOND MAN-- FORGIVE ME BUT I MUST INQUIRE IS THIS A MAN YOU ALL ADMIRE? HAVEN’T YOU HEARD OF HIS FRIEND MR. GRAY? DORIAN GRAY? THAT EVIL MAN WAS THIS MAN’S PROTEGE! --HENRY-- (As the party halts in shock.) Wickedness is a myth invented by good people to account for the curious attractiveness of others. --CHORUS-- HE’S AMAZING WE’RE HAPPY TO BE HERE AND GAZING AT PEOPLE SO ERUDITE IS SUCH A RARE DELIGHT MAYBE HE’LL TALK TO US HE JUST MIGHT THE PARTY TONIGHT IS QUITE A SUCCESS HAVE YOU MET LORD HENRY? I MUST CONFESS HE IS A MOST AMUSING MAN IF ANYONE MAKES YOU LAUGH HE CAN HE MAY BE DARING MAY BE WRONG HIS LANGUAGE MAY BE FAR TOO STRONG --FIRST WOMAN-- Give us some hope, Lord Henry. Don’t you ever think of marriage, at least now and then? --HENRY-- Marriage is hardly a thing one can do now and then. Except in America. --CHORUS-- IF ANYONE MAKES YOU LAUGH HE CAN HE IS A MOST --MEN-- LET’S RAISE A TOAST TO YOU OUR HOST --ALL-- AMUSING --MEN-- BEMUSING – ENTHUSING - AND SOMETIMES CONFUSING BUT ALWAYS AMUSING MAN --WOMEN-- CAN’T IMAGINE HOW ANYONE CAN BE A BETTER DELIGHT --CHORUS-- HE’S A MOST AMUSING MAN!

--JAMES-- EACH MAN KILLS THE THING HE LOVES BY EACH LET THIS BE HEARD SOME DO IT WITH A BITTER LOOK SOME WITH A FLATTERING WORD THE COWARD DOES IT WITH A KISS THE BRAVE MAN WITH A SWORD SOME KILL THEIR LOVE WHEN THEY ARE YOUNG AND SOME WHEN THEY ARE OLD SOME STRANGLE WITH THE HANDS OF LUST SOME WITH THE HANDS OF GOLD THE KINDEST USE A KNIFE BECAUSE THE DEAD SO SOON GROW COLD SOME LOVE TOO LITTLE SOME TOO LONG SOME SELL AND OTHERS BUY SOME DO THE DEED WITH MANY TEARS AND SOME WITHOUT A SIGH FOR EACH MAN KILLS THE THING HE LOVES YET EACH MAN DOES NOT DIE --JAMES AND EMMA-- HE DOES NOT DIE A DEATH OF SHAME ON A DAY OF DARK DISGRACE NOR HAVE A NOOSE ABOUT HIS NECK NOR A CLOTH UPON HIS FACE NOR DROP FEET FOREMOST THROUGH THE FLOOR INTO AN EMPTY SPACE --JAMES, EMMA, FAYE AND LILY-- SOME LOVE TOO LITTLE SOME TOO LONG SOME SELL AND OTHERS BUY AND SOME LOVE TOO LITTLE SOME LOVE TOO LONG SELL SELL AND OTHERS BUY SOME DO THE DEED WITH MANY TEARS AND SOME WITHOUT A SIGH FOR EACH MAN KILLS THE THING HE LOVES YET EACH MAN DOES NOT DIE YET EACH MAN DOES NOT DIE --EMMA, FAYE AND LILY-- DOES NOT DIE DOES NOT DIE --JAMES-- EACH MAN KILLS THE THING HE LOVES

--HENRY-- RECENTLY THE GOSSIP IS SO THICK IT’S HARD TO HANDLE OF COURSE MY OWN DIVORCE WAS PLEASANTLY DELICIOUS BUT EVEN MORE INTRIGUING IS THE SCANDAL WHICH ENTHUSED THE PUBLIC SIMPLY SINCE IT WAS SO VICIOUS (DORIAN turns sharply to him.) ALAN CAMPBELL’S SUICIDE FORGIVE ME-DID YOU KNOW HIM? OH YES, HOW COULD I FORGET? HIS DEATH WAS AWFULLY GRIM POOR BOY I ALWAYS FOUND HIM RATHER DIM IS SOMETHING WRONG? YOU LOOK SO PALE SIT DOWN BOY DO YOU AIL? --DORIAN-- HENRY I SHOULD TELL YOU JUST THE OTHER NIGHT... NEVER MIND CONTINUE I’LL BE ALL RIGHT I SAID I’LL BE ALL RIGHT --HENRY-- WELL THEN HERE WE HAVE A MAN FOR WHOM WE OUGHT TO BURN A CANDLE BASIL FINALLY HAS THE COUNTRY CAPTIVATED HIS DISAPPEARANCE IS A SCANDAL FURTHERMORE HE WAS A MAN WHOM NO ONE COULD HAVE HATED ALAN CAMPBELL’S SUICIDE IS SAD AS I HAVE SAID BUT BASIL IS A MYSTERY HE SIMPLY DISAPPEARED POOR MAN HE VANISHED NOW DON’T YOU FIND THAT WEIRD? NOW WHAT’S WRONG? YOU STILL LOOK PALE I’LL GET YOU BRANDY DO YOU AIL? --DORIAN-- HAS IT EVER OCCURRED TO YOU THAT BASIL WAS MURDERED? --HENRY-- MURDERED? OF COURSE NOT HE WASN’T SO CLEVER TO HAVE ANY ENEMIES MURDERED? A STRANGE THOUGHT AND ONE SO DISTURBING SO LET’S NOT DISCUSS IT PLEASE --DORIAN-- WHAT WOULD YOU SAY IF I SAID TO YOU I KILLED BASIL? --HENRY-- I’D SAY THAT YOU WERE POSING FOR A MOST PECULIAR ROLE AND ONE THAT DOESN’T SUIT YOU AN EVIL-DOER’S SOUL IS A THING SO REVOLTING TO PICTURE YOU THAT WAY IS A THOUGHT FAR TOO JOLTING --JAMES VANE-- (Slowly entering from the back of the house.) EACH MAN KILLS THE THING HE LOVES BY EACH LET THIS BE HEARD SOME DO IT WITH A BITTER LOOK SOME WITH A FLATTERING WORD --HENRY-- I KNOW SOMETHING’S WRONG I’M SURE THAT YOU AIL I’VE NEVER SEEN YOU LOOK SO PALE --DORIAN-- HENRY DID YOU HEAR THAT IN THE STREET BELOW? (To himself.) WHY IS HE PERSISTING IN PURSUING ME? THIS MUST MEAN TREACHERY -FROM SOMEONE WHO KNOWS ME THIS IS IT THIS IS HOW THE DRAMA ENDS BRIGHTLY LIT FINAL BOW DEATH EXTENDS HIS FATAL TOUCH TO ME --JAMES-- (In counterpoint to Dorian.) SOME LOVE TOO LITTLE SOME TOO LONG SOME SELL AND OTHERS BUY SOME DO THE DEED WITH MANY TEARS AND SOME WITHOUT A SIGH --HENRY-- STOP IT YOU’RE RAVING THAT’S ONLY A SAILOR DRINKING IN THE STREET BELOW STOP IT BEHAVING LIKE SOME FRIGHTENED SCHOOL GIRL ISN’T VERY APROPOS --DORIAN-- HENRY SOMETHING AWFUL HAS GOTTEN OUT OF HAND POWERS ARE CONVERGING PLEASE TRY TO UNDERSTAND JUST STAY BY MY SIDE I NEED TO HIDE MYSELF THIS ISN’T WHAT I PLANNED (LILY hurriedly enters opposite from JAMES, ducking for cover before he notices her. From the shadows SHE watches him looking up at Dorian’s window, and strains to overhear HENRY and DORIAN.) --JAMES-- SOME KILL THEIR LOVE WHEN THEY ARE YOUNG SOME WHEN THEY ARE OLD SOME STRANGLE WITH THE HANDS OF LUST SOME WITH THE HANDS OF GOLD THE KINDEST USE A KNIFE BECAUSE THE DEAD SO SOON GROW COLD SOME LOVE TOO LITTLE SOME TOO LONG SOME SELL AND OTHERS BUY --HENRY-- (In counterpoint to JAMES.) DORIAN YOUR NERVES ARE SHOT YOU NEED A REST—WHY NOT? DORIAN YOU NEED SOME REST A HOLIDAY IS BEST --DORIAN-- YES I’LL BE SAFE IN THE COUNTRY THERE HE COULDN’T CONFRONT ME --JAMES-- SOME DO THE DEED WITH MANY TEARS AND SOME WITHOUT A SIGH FOR EACH MAN KILLS THE THING HE LOVES YET EACH MAN DOES NOT DIE YET EACH MAN DOES NOT DIE --HENRY-- (In counterpoint to JAMES.) WHAT DID YOU SAY? --DORIAN-- I SAID YES LET’S LEAVE TONIGHT --HENRY-- TONIGHT? --DORIAN-- WHY NOT? YOU’RE RIGHT I OUGHT TO TAKE A HOLIDAY YES I NEED TO GET AWAY --HENRY-- THAT’S THE SPIRIT MR. GRAY --HENRY-- COUNTRY SUNSHINE WILL MAKE YOU FEEL FINE --DORIAN-- IN THE COUNTRY AT MY HOME IN CROYDON DOWN IN THE COUNTRY SAFELY FAR AWAY FROM TOWN BRING YOUR FRIENDS FOR A PARTY IN THE COUNTRY --LILY AND JAMES-- (Still not seeing each other.) THEY’RE GOING TO THE COUNTRY --DORIAN, HENRY, LILY AND JAMES-- LONDON TOWN TO YOU ADIEU --HENRY-- HELLO --DORIAN-- HELLO --LILY AND JAMES-- HELLO --ALL-- HELLO TO THE COUNTRY HELLO COUNTRY --DORIAN-- SHELTER ME --JAMES-- EACH MAN KILLS THE THING HE LOVES EACH THING HE LOVES (Tableau: JAMES looking up at the house with grim determination, HENRY looking from a distance at DORIAN frozen in fear, and LILY still alert in the shadows.)

--THE HUNTERS-- THE HUNT THE HUNT THE SPORT OF GENTLEMEN THE HUNT THE JOY OF GALLOPING THROUGH A COUNTRY GLEN PURSUING THE OBJECT OF OUR EXPECTATION SUBDUING OUR ANGER WITH OUR RECREATION THE HUNT HOLD BACK THE HOUNDS TODAY I’M THE ONE WHO CONFOUNDS EVERY MAN ON THE TRAIL STAND BACK GIVE ME ROOM I ALONE WILL PREVAIL AT THE HUNT (HENRY and DORIAN enter. HENRY is dressed for hunting, DORIAN in his whitest suit, darkest boutonniere.) --HENRY-- THIS WAS SUCH AN EXCELLENT IDEA YOU HAD MY FRIEND A COUNTRY HOLIDAY IS SOMETHING THAT SHOULD NEVER END ROLLING HILLS AND ROLLING THOUGHTS THAT COME SO LEISURELY --FIRST HUNTER-- HO WHAT HO PROCEED CAUTIOUSLY --HENRY-- SIMPLE PLEASURES ARE THE ONES I THINK OF LOVINGLY --FIRST HUNTER-- I THINK I SAW SOME GAME HIDING CLEVERLY --HENRY-- BACK IN TOWN I WILL REMEMBER CROYDON DOWN AND LIKE AN EMBER GLOWING IN MY MEMORY THIS DAY SO SATISFACTORY (THE HUNTERS’ LADIES enter with picnic baskets. THEY spread out food as they sing with THE HUNTERS, and LILY enters, staying apart from the others.) --THE HUNTERS AND WOMEN-- THE HUNT THE SPORT OF GENTLEMEN --DORIAN-- IF YOU WILL EXCUSE ME HENRY I’M NOT FEELING WELL I CAN’T TELL YOU WHAT IS WRONG FOR ONLY TIME CAN TELL ROLLING HILLS AND ROLLING THOUGHTS ARE NOT WHAT I DESIRE I AM ANXIOUS THAT THERE’S SOMETHING EVIL WILL TRANSPIRE BACK IN TOWN I WILL REMEMBER CROYDON DOWN AND LIKE AN EMBER GLOWING IN MY MEMORY A DAY OF FEAR AND TREACHERY --THE HUNTERS AND WOMEN-- (In counterpoint to DORIAN.) THE HUNT THE JOY OF GALLOPING THROUGH A COUNTRY GLEN PURSUING THE OBJECT OF OUR EXPECTATION SUBDUING OUR ANGER WITH OUR RECREATION GLOWING IN OUR MEMORY THIS DAY SO SATISFACTORY --HENRY-- Dorian, destiny doesn’t send us heralds. She is either too wise or too cruel for that. Dorian, you’re on holiday. You should be happy. No one wouldn’t be delighted to change places with you. --DORIAN-- I WISH SOMEONE WOULD IT’S AS IF MY OWN PERSONALITY HAS BECOME A BURDEN TO ME I CAN’T STAY HERE DON’T YOU FEEL THE GLOOM IN THE ATMOSPHERE? --HENRY-- I don’t share in your premonition of doom, Dorian. I came here to hunt! (HENRY leaves DORIAN and joins THE HUNTERS.) --SECOND HUNTER-- (The hunters competitively advance toward the women.) THE HUNT THE SPORT OF GENTLEMEN --FIRST HUNTER-- THE HUNT THE SPORT OF GALLOPING THROUGH A COUNTRY GLEN --ALL HUNTERS-- PURSUING THE OBJECT OF OUR EXPECTATION SUBDUING OUR ANGER WITH OUR RECREATION HOLD BACK THE HOUNDS TODAY I’M THE ONE WHO CONFOUNDS EVERY MAN ON THE TRAIL STAND BACK GIVE ME ROOM I ALONE WILL PREVAIL --HUNTERS GROUP TWO AND DORIAN-- WHO CARES ABOUT THE CHASE? --WOMEN-- WE DO AS LONG AS IT LEADS TO A WARM EMBRACE (THE HUNTERS and WOMEN are all paired, arms about each other.) --FULL CHORUS-- BACK IN TOWN WE WILL REMEMBER CROYDON DOWN AND LIKE AN EMBER GLOWING IN OUR MEMORY THIS DAY SO SATISFACTORY WE WON’T BE BACK IN TIME FOR TEA I LOVE MY LOVER’S MYSTERY

--LILY-- TAKE A LOOK WHAT DO YOU SEE? SOMEONE YOU HAVE KNOWN SO LONG AMAZING I BELIEVE YOU THINK OF ME THE WAY I OFTEN THINK OF YOU WHILE GAZING IN YOUR UNCERTAIN EYES SO OPEN WITH SURPRISE IT ALL BEGINS RIGHT HERE SWEEP AWAY THE PAST OUR FUTURE NOW IS CLEAR WE COULD STEP INTO FOREVER YES TOGETHER WE COULD TOUCH ETERNITY AND OUR LOVE COULD MAKE US FLY AND WE WOULD NEVER DIE WE’D HAVE IMMORTALITY ONLY ONE THING SURVIVES THE TEST OF TIME TAKES US TO A MOUNTAIN THAT WE WANT TO CLIMB THE POWER THAT KEEPS PLANETS SPINNING INTO SPACE IS THE POWER THAT IS BEAMING FROM YOUR PRECIOUS FACE IT ALL BEGINS WITH LOVE EVERY SILENT GLANCE TELLS WHAT WE’RE THINKING OF --LILY AND DORIAN-- WE CAN STEP INTO FOREVER YES TOGETHER WE CAN TOUCH ETERNITY AND OUR LOVE WILL BRING US PEACE OUR INNER PAIN WILL CEASE YES OUR LOVE WILL SET US FREE WE CAN STEP INTO FOREVER OUR LOVE GIVES US IMMORTALITY --DORIAN-- FOR YOU AND ME --LILY-- TAKE A LOOK WHAT DO YOU SEE? --LILY AND DORIAN-- AMAZING - AMAZING EVERY CARE JUST SLIPS AWAY EVERY WORRY SIMPLY DIES WHILE GAZING INTO YOUR LOVING EYES --DORIAN-- TAKE ME TO A MOUNTAIN TOP TO SEE THE VIEW --LILY-- THERE IS NO ONE I WOULD RATHER BE WITH THERE THAN YOU --DORIAN-- THERE IS NO ONE ELSE BUT YOU JUST YOU --LILY AND DORIAN-- WATCHING PLANETS SPINNING INTO SPACE WHILE WATCHING THE LIGHT OF LOVE THAT’S GROWING IN YOUR PRECIOUS FACE IT ALL BEGAN WITH LOVE EVERYTHING BELOW AND EVERYTHING ABOVE WE CAN STEP INTO FOREVER YES TOGETHER WE CAN TOUCH ETERNITY AND OUR LOVE WILL MAKE US FLY AND WE WILL NEVER DIE WE’LL HAVE IMMORTALITY WE CAN STEP INTO FOREVER WE CAN TOUCH ETERNITY AND OUR LOVE WILL BRING US PEACE OUR INNER PAIN WILL CEASE YES OUR LOVE WILL SET US FREE WE CAN STEP INTO FOREVER OUR LOVE GIVES US IMMORTALITY ONLY LOVE SURVIVES THE TEST OF TIME

--DORIAN-- So, I’ve spared your life, Henry. As it should be. You are the past. You are already dead to me. I am indeed the future—and now, with Love at my side, the future will be different. Everything has changed-- (Glancing in the painting’s direction.) Yes—surely everything has changed. I REALLY DON’T KNOW WHAT GOD HAS INTENDED OR IF THERE’S A HEAVEN FROM WHERE HE DESCENDED BUT THERE’S A HELL I KNOW TOO WELL BUT NOW, I HAVE BROKEN THE SPELL --LOVE-- SUCH A SIMPLE SOLUTION IF I HAVE A SOUL IT WILL HAVE ABSOLUTION NOW MY ELEGANT UGLY FRIEND ON YOU I DEPEND TO SHOW ME THE NEW MISTER GRAY I’VE BECOME TODAY I’VE BEEN 20 20 YEARS AND THOUGHT TO STAY THAT AGE FOREVER POWER AND MY GLORY SEARED MY LIFE WITH FLAME BUT SIMPLE MORTAL LIFE I’LL RECLAIM NO LONGER LIVE IN SHAME NOW THE SUN RISES AGAIN LIGHTING THE BRIEF LIVES OF MEN THIS IS THE WAY IT SHOULD BE IN EACH MOMENT TRUE INFINITY (A distant tower bell interrupts his reverie, and HE suddenly remembers...) Midnight...Lily...! (Lights down on DORIAN as he exits and LILY is discovered half in shadow.) --LILY-- I’LL STEP INTO THE LIGHT SO HE CAN SEE ME STAND IN THE LIGHT IN THIS COLD NIGHT HE WILL FIND MY WARM EMBRACE JUST ONE STEP I’M OUT OF SHADOWS MAY HE TAKE THAT STEP WITH ME FOR WHERE HE’S BEEN I DOUBT IF HE EVEN KNOWS BUT IN THIS GOLDEN LIGHT HE’LL FEEL MY LOVE LIKE SUNSHINE ON HIS FACE (DORIAN runs up, flushed with emotion as HE embraces LILY.) --DORIAN-- I WANT TO BE LOVED FOR ME NOT JUST WHAT PEOPLE SEE BUT WHAT I SECRETLY KNOW I EVENTUALLY CAN TRULY BE (Calming and slowing down.) UNDER THE SURFACE OF SKIN THERE IS A LITTLE BOY WITHIN FRIGHTENED AND SMALL NOT KNOWING SIN ASKING YOU DOES LOVE NOW BEGIN? --LILY-- HUSH NO MORE MIDNIGHT MEETINGS HUSH NO LONGER ONLY DREAMING OF THE LIFE WE’RE REACHING FOR HUSH NO MORE FURTIVE GREETINGS LET’S BANISH ALL THE WISHFUL THINKING WE MUST TURN THE KEY STEP THROUGH ONE FINAL DOOR --DORIAN-- THERE IS A DOOR THERE IS A SECRET AND I MUST SHARE IT WE MUST FACE IT HELP ME STARE IT DOWN THERE IS A SECRET MAYBE WITH YOU I’LL DESTROY IT HELP ME TEAR IT DOWN --LILY-- SWEET TORTURED MAN BELIEVE ME IF YOU CAN I’LL NEVER LEAVE YOU I CAN FACE WHATEVER IS TRUE LEAD ME WHERE YOU NEED TO LEAD ME SHOW ME WHAT YOU NEED TO HAVE ME SEE SWEET TORTURED MAN BELIEVE ME I BELIEVE YOU CAN (Steadied and reassured by LILY, DORIAN takes her arm and THEY begin to walk.) --DORIAN-- I’VE HAD A PLEASANT LIFE IT’S BEEN MY TREASURE BUT WITH THE YEARS CAME MADNESS I WANTED MORE AND MORE NOW SHARP AS A KNIFE WHAT USED TO BE PLEASURE CUTS ME AND TAUNTS ME MERCILESSLY HORROR NOW HAUNTS ME I’VE BEEN LOST ON THAT SHORE (The figures of ALAN CAMPBELL, then JAMES VANE, SIBYL VANE, and finally, BASIL HALLWARD, emerge from the shadows and calmly follow in step behind DORIAN and LILY. The ghostly figures are dressed in gauzy shrouds stained with large patches of blood.) I THOUGHT THERE WAS SOMEWHERE IN-BETWEEN WHERE DARK AND LIGHT CAN BOTH BE SEEN I THOUGHT THERE WAS SOMEWHERE I CAN BE WHERE DARKNESS ISN’T TAUNTING ME AND LIGHT IS SHINING NOT SO BRIGHTLY SO I MIGHT BE FINDING MY OWN IN-BETWEEN BEYOND WRONG AND RIGHT IN-BETWEEN DAY AND NIGHT I THOUGHT THAT I MIGHT FIND THE PLACE INBETWEEN DARK AND LIGHT --LILY-- (In counterpoint to DORIAN.) THERE MAY BE SOMEWHERE DARKNESS ISN’T TAUNTING AND LIGHT IS SHINING MAYBE SOMEWHERE IN-BETWEEN LOOK AT ME FORGET THE REST WE HAVE A CHANCE WE HAVE BEEN BLESSED STAND BEFORE ME FROM ALL FEAR UNDRESSED (THEY have entered the attic. BASIL, SIBYL, JAMES and ALAN calmly enter the attic also, and focus intently on DORIAN from a shadowy corner. An intense atmosphere of uncertainty dominates as LILY looks about the room in perplexity. DORIAN moves to the curtains hiding the painting.) --DORIAN-- It’s me. It’s what I could be, what I should be. But up until tonight it was worse. Much worse. Now, with us, with our love, it will become new again. It will change back to what Basil painted and what I once more can be—what I am becoming. (HE sweeps the curtain aside. The image is demonic, crawling with decay. LILY is riveted in shock to her place close to the attic door.) Hypocrite! Self deluding hypocrite! There you see the true color of this marvelous new leaf you’ve turned. God! It’s worse than ever. I CAN’T BELIEVE IT I HAD NO DOUBT I’D SEE A CHANGE AT LEAST THE SMALLEST CHANGE FOR THE BETTER BUT NOTHING NO NOTHING IT’S ONLY GROWN WORSE YOU HAVE DONE NOTHING BUT MOCK ME FOR YEARS AND YEARS AND YEARS YOU GAVE ME SLEEPLESS NIGHTS YOU GAVE ME CONSTANT DREAD WHY HAVE I KEPT YOU THIS LONG? I DON’T NEED YOU ALWAYS LAUGHING AT ME YOU’RE ALWAYS LAUGHING AT ME I’LL DO WHAT I SHOULD HAVE LONG AGO (HE takes the knife from the desk.) I don’t need you. The knife that killed Basil will also kill Basil’s infernal masterpiece: The Picture of Dorian Gray. Then, I’ll be free. --LILY-- YOU CAN DO THE TASK RIP OFF THE MASK --CHORUS OF GHOSTS-- TIME TIME TIME TIME TIME TIME (THE GHOST OF SIBYL steps forward and DORIAN sees her. Time slows down until the picture is stabbed.) --LILY-- (As SIBYL and DORIAN slowly waltz – a stark contrast to Act One.) BEWARE THE DREAMS THAT CALL YOU YONDER THEY CAN LEAD TO ROCKY SHORES WHERE MOURNFUL SEAGULLS CRY FOR YOU AND WATERS ARE A DEEPER BLUE THAN ANY SORROWS THAT WERE YOURS BEFORE YOU CHOSE TO WANDER FOLLOWING DREAMS THAT CALL YOU YONDER (SIBYL guides DORIAN’S hand slowly to the painting’s heart.) LOVE IS SO MAGNIFICENT LOVE IS SO MAGNIFICENT (DORIAN stabs the picture. Time speeds up and returns to normal. Music explodes as the lights shift and start sweeping in dizzying patterns over the stage. The picture’s image writhes in pain, then flickers briefly into its previous states before turning black. DORIAN drops the knife, clutches his chest and sways unsteadily. The other-worldly wind has intensified and rips through the attic. The loud ticking of a clock is heard. DORIAN leans into the wind in order to stay on his feet, and LILY is knocked to the floor. THE GHOSTS keep their vigil, fiercely focused on Dorian.) --LILY-- Dorian! Oh my God! --DORIAN-- I see – --LILY-- What do you see? --DORIAN-- I see – --LILY-- Tell me what you see! (DORIAN slowly turns out and the gale subsides into a gentle breeze. The lovers are riveted to their places, and THE GHOSTS are more calm as they watch from their shadowy stations. The picture remains in black.) --DORIAN-- SUDDEN SUNSHINE WERE YOU ALWAYS SHINING BRIGHT THIS WAY OR DID YOU ONLY COME TODAY? (Twinkling illumination is fading up from behind the picture frame.) SUDDEN DAYBREAK ALL THE WORLD IS BATHED IN LIGHT A DOOR IS OPEN WHICH WAS CLOSED BEFORE WHAT COMES MY WAY NOW? I’VE HAD TOO MUCH NOW OF ME I’VE HAD FAR TOO MUCH OF NO ONE BUT ME SUDDEN SUNSHINE TAKE ME INTO YOUR ARMS AND MAKE ME A NEW MAN FROM THIS OLD ONE INTO YOUR ARMS INTO YOUR ARMS (THE GHOST OF BASIL has come forward and is slowly “painting” the picture with his hand. Splashes of light appear where his hand touches the portrait’s eyes, now restored to their original state.) --DORIAN-- AND MAKE ME A NEW MAN FROM THIS OLD ONE WHEN DAY IS DONE I KNOW I WILL BE A NEW A NEW AND BETTER ME --BASIL’S GHOST-- (In counterpoint to DORIAN.) SUNLIGHT AND SHADOWS ON THE FIGURE I AM PAINTING I ALSO SEE OUR SOULS SET FREE --BASIL AND THE GHOSTS-- (As they step forward and cover DORIAN.) WE RELEASE YOU WE FORGIVE YOU NOW WE CEASE TO BE (With relief, LILY moves towards DORIAN. When THE GHOSTS step back and start their exit, in an instant we see that his face has become a duplicate of the painting in its last and most monstrous incarnation. DORIAN is suddenly shaken with a tremendous tremor.) --DORIAN-- GET AWAY I’M DANGEROUS THE DEMON WILL DEVOUR YOU --LILY-- NO I’LL STAY THERE’S TIME FOR US OUR LOVE CAN STILL EMPOWER YOU (DORIAN lunges and grabs LILY.) --DORIAN-- MORE BRING ME MORE I WANT MORE! (Suddenly HE quakes with another tremendous spasm and he loosens his grip. HE falls to his knees, and collapses with one final paroxysm of pain. LILY unhesitatingly goes to hold DORIAN in her arms. Together on the floor at center stage, they look like a “Pieta” as Hironymous Bosch might have interpreted it – Mary cradling a monster instead of an infant. DORIAN stares up unseeingly at LILY as his body suddenly relaxes in death. LILY looks lovingly down at the thing’s face in her lap as if she’s seeing the young, innocent Dorian of 20 years before. Behind them, lights have come up on the painting which is now completely restored to its original, pristine condition. Lights fade on the attic as HENRY appears in a tight spot that snaps open at stage right. He’s dressed again as Harlequin, with domino mask.) --HENRY-- ONE SHOULD ABSORB THE COLORS OF LIFE IGNORING ITS DETAILS WHICH ALWAYS ARE RIFE WITH VULGARITY THERE’S A BEAUTY SURROUNDING THE LAD’S SHOCKING DEATH JUST THINKING ABOUT IT HAS TAKEN MY BREATH— (With the sweep of his arm HENRY directs our attention to the stage as music sweeps in and LIGHTS BUMP UP. The stage is dripping with vivid colors. The ENTIRE COMPANY is suddenly seen, waltzing to “Fantastic Eyes.” They are expressionless, like animated corpses, and dressed in their Masquerade costumes.) --HENRY-- THERE’S A BEAUTY IN THIS TRAGEDY --ALL-- A BEAUTY IN THIS TRAGEDY A BEAUTY A BEAUTY --HENRY-- I SINCERELY BELIEVE IN A PARTICULAR WAY I’M GLAD THAT I KNEW THE REMARKABLE MR. GRAY --ALL-- HE’S GLAD THAT HE KNEW THE REMARKABLE MR. GRAY (The dance halts and THE COMPANY has formed a solid line stretching across the stage, facing the audience with an edge of tension and defiance.) --HENRY-- OF COURSE I SHOULD ADD THAT IT’S ALL VERY SAD --ALL-- OF COURSE --HENRY AND COMPANY-- IT’S ALL VERY SAD TRAGEDY HAS A BEAUTY (Lights abruptly shift to the ugly, stark footlight illumination, casting huge shadows of the company on the back wall. LILY appears, isolated from the rest. The restored picture is slowly rising in view from behind the company, bathed in dazzling light. With the first beat of each measure, EVERYONE takes a heavy-footed step toward the audience, their feet providing a loud, booming pulse to the finale.) --BASIL-- (with all THE GHOSTS, still in shrouds, flanking him.) THERE’S A STORY IN --BASIL, SIBYL, JAMES, ALAN-- THE TALE OF DORIAN GRAY --ALL-- THERE’S SOMETHING GORY IN THE TALE OF DORIAN GRAY THERE’S A STORY IN --LA LA LA LONDON-- THE TALE OF DORIAN THERE’S A STORY IN THE TALE OF DORIAN (And with a menacing whisper--) GRAAAAAAAAAAAAY --LILY-- (running down to stand defiantly at down center.) I REMEMBER!