)
Mrs Lovett: A Customer! Wait! What's your rush where's your hurry, You gave me such a fright, I thought you was a ghost, half a minute, Can't you sit, sit you down, SIT, All I meant is that I haven't seen a customer for weeks, Did you come here for a pie sir, Do forgive me if me heads a little vague (what is that?) But you'd think we had the plague, from the way that people keep avoiding (no you don't!) Heaven knows I try sir, but there's no one comes in even to inhale, right you are sir would you like a drop of ale Mind you I can hardly blame them, these are probably the worst pies in London I know why nobody cares to take 'em, I should know, I make 'em, but good? No! The worst pies in London. Even that's polite, the worst pies in London, if you doubt it take a bite! Is that just disgusting? You have to concede it, it's nothing but crusting, here drink this, you'll need it, the worst pies in London And no wonder with the price of meat what it is when you get it, never thought I'd live to see the day, many'd think it was a treat Finding poor animals what are dying in the street Mrs. Mooney has a pie shop, does her business but I notice something weird! Lately all her neighbors' cats have disappeared Have to hand it to her, wot I calls enterprise, popping pussies into pies! Wouldn't do in my shop, just the thought of it's enough to make you sick, and I'm telling ya them pussy cats is quick, No denying times is hard, sir, even harder than the worst pies in London, Only lard and nothing more Is that just revolting? All greasy and gritty It looks like it's molting, and tastes like... Well, pity a woman alone, with limited wind, and the worst pies in London. Ah Sir, times is hard, times is hard.
'Mrs.Lovett: Ah, dearie, it's gonna take a lot more than that ale to wash the taste out. Come, we'll get you a cup o' gin.
'Mrs.Lovett: Ah, dearie, it's gonna take a lot more than that ale to wash the taste out. Come, we'll get you a cup o' gin.
)
Mrs Lovett : A Customer! Wait! What's your rush where's your hurry, You gave me such a fright, I thought you was a ghost, half a minute, Can't you sit, sit you down, SIT, All I meant is that I haven't seen a customer for weeks, Did you come here for a pie sir, Do forgive me if me heads a little vague (what is that?) But you'd think we had the plague, from the way that people keep avoiding (no you don't!) Heaven knows I try sir, but there's no one comes in even to inhale, right you are sir would you like a drop of ale Mind you I can hardly blame them, these are probably the worst pies in London I know why nobody cares to take 'em, I should know, I make 'em, but good? No! The worst pies in London. Even that's polite, the worst pies in London, if you doubt it take a bite! Is that just disgusting? You have to concede it, it's nothing but crusting, here drink this, you'll need it, the worst pies in London And no wonder with the price of meat what it is when you get it, never thought I'd live to see the day, many'd think it was a treat Finding poor animals what are dying in the street Mrs. Mooney has a pie shop, does her business but I notice something weird! Lately all her neighbors' cats have disappeared Have to hand it to her, wot I calls enterprise, popping pussies into pies! Wouldn't do in my shop, just the thought of it's enough to make you sick, and I'm telling ya them pussy cats is quick, No denying times is hard, sir, even harder than the worst pies in London, Only lard and nothing more Is that just revolting? All greasy and gritty It looks like it's molting, and tastes like... Well, pity a woman alone, with limited wind, and the worst pies in London. Ah Sir, times is hard, times is hard.
' Mrs.Lovett : Ah, dearie, it's gonna take a lot more than that ale to wash the taste out. Come, we'll get you a cup o' gin.
http://www.moviequotedb.com/movies/sweeney-todd-the-demon-barber-of-fleet-street/quote_83202.html