Caucasian Chalk Circle: Stagecoach Woking

[htkvngr]

Damn! Got confused again. I'm telling you Simon caucasian chick circle would be a much better idea for a video.

[cypedant]

Maybe, but this wasn't to entertain people, it's to help us learn our lines

[htkvngr]

LOL WUT!

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The text (too big for description):

GRUSHA 1: Who needs a dream?

GRUSHA'S ECHOES: Who needs ambition?

DUKE: A country in pieces, a duke thrown from his position;

HUSBAND: Who will heal these troubled lands?

HUSBAND'S ECHOES: City (all turn left) on fire

DUKE: Who will deliver this lost child into these, these trembling waiting hands;

ALL: Who will deliver us? Who (all step forwards) will deliver us?

GRUSHA 2: This cherished land is breaking, aching for change

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ALL: This proud and ancient land; God gave this land to me (torches up, down, right, left, up)

CHILD: And when the morning sun reveals her hills and plains...

ALL: Then we shall see a land

CHILD: Then we shall see a land where children shall be free

ALL: City on fire (torches wiggle down) City at war (torches wiggle up) every man a warrior, everyone a thief; everyone believing (torches on side of face) in only their belief;

GRUSHA 1: (Stepping forward) The city was in chaos; anarchy reined

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DUKE: (Stepping forward) Once peaceful tribes, fighting for supremacy

GRUSHA 2: (Stepping forward) In the midst of this chaos, the duke's only son

DUKE: Zachariah

GRUSHA 1: Zachariah

ALL: Zachariah, city - on fire

DUKE: was pulled from the hands of his fleeing parents

CHILD: Thrown to the ground, saved by God's mercy from the stampeding hooves of terrified horses

ALL: God gave this land to me, God gave this child to Grusha, (sung) God gave this child to Grusha

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CHILD: (Kneeling in front of GRUSHA 1, echoed by all) O kind and gentle Grusha, God has delivered me to you (torches off)

HUSBAND: I have often watched you struggle with bags three times the weight of this little bundle, yet tears did not stain the linen of your cheek, nor did it quite disturb the evenness of your smile. (swaps with next HUSBAND)

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GRUSHA: Husband, I have walked many miles, yet never with a package so precious. It is this that brings my eye to cry and my heart to weigh more than a fruit tree swollen following a good harvest. (turns around) Husband , I hold here a child left to die, an innocent victim of the bloody battlefield

ALL: City on fire (GRUSHA swaps with next GRUSHA)

GRUSHA: A city on fire, the hate and fury stealing the chill from the crippled air. God gave this child to me

ALL: God gave this child to Grusha

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HUSBAND: Every day we bring home just enough food to keep the mouths of each of our children fed, every night we thank God that we have all stayed alive survived. Who knows what this could expose us to - this child could be born to an enemy tribe - what aggression this could bring to our lives?...

GRUSHA: What could I do?

HUSBAND: Exactly what you did. You are Grusha -

ALL: God gave this child to Grusha

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HUSBAND: - Loving, kind, stubborn (both laugh), the Grusha I married. From now on we shall set one more place at our table (puts arm round her and leads her back to place)

All: God gave this child to Grusha

And the rest is in the video description (sorry for splitting it up like this, but there's no other way to get all of the text down as ther's just so much of it)