The Judge's Return

(album: Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber Of Fleet Street (2023 Broadway Cast Recording) - 2023)

[JUDGE TURPIN:]
Where is she? Where is the girl?

[TODD:]
Below, your honor. In the care of my neighbor, Mrs. Lovett. Thank heavens the sailor did not molest her. Thank heavens, too, she has seen the error of her ways.

[JUDGE TURPIN:]
She has?

[TODD:]
Oh yes, your lesson was well learned, sir. She speaks only of you, longing for your forgiveness.

[JUDGE TURPIN:]
And she shall have it. She'll be here soon, you say?

[TODD:]
I think I hear her now

[JUDGE TURPIN:]
Oh, excellent, my friend!

[TODD:]
Is that her dainty footstep on the stair?

[JUDGE TURPIN:]
I hear nothing.

[TODD:]
Yes, isn't that her shadow on the wall?

[JUDGE TURPIN:]
Where?

[TODD:]
There!

Primping
Making herself even prettier than usual

[JUDGE TURPIN:]
Even prettier...

[TODD:]
If possible

[JUDGE TURPIN:]
Oh, pretty women!

[TODD:]
Pretty women

Yes, sir...

[JUDGE TURPIN:]
Quickly, sir, a splash of bay rum!

[TODD:]
Sit, sir, sit.

[JUDGE TURPIN:]
Johanna, Johanna...

[TODD:]
Pretty women...

[JUDGE TURPIN:]
Hurry, man!

[TODD:]
Pretty women
Are a wonder...

[JUDGE TURPIN:]
You're in a merry mood again today, barber.

[TODD:]
Yes, sir.

Pretty women!

[JUDGE TURPIN:]
What we do for

[JUDGE TURPIN & TODD:]
Pretty women!
Blowing out their candles or
Combing out their hair—

[JUDGE TURPIN (TODD):]
Then they leave...
Even when they leave you (Even when they leave)
And vanish, they somehow (They still)
Can still remain (Are)
There with you (There)
There (They're there)

[JUDGE TURPIN:]
How seldom it is one meets a fellow spirit!

[TODD:]
With fellow tastes in women, at least.

[JUDGE TURPIN:]
What? What's that?

[TODD:]
The years no doubt have changed me, sir. But then, I suppose, the face of a barber—the face of a prisoner in the dock—is not particularly memorable.

[JUDGE TURPIN:]
Benjamin Barker!

[TODD:]
Benjamin Barker!

Rest now, my friend
Rest now forever
Sleep now the untroubled
Sleep of the angels

Tobias!

[COMPANY:]
Lift your razor high, Sweeney!
Hear it singing, "Yes!"
Sink it in the rosy skin
Of righteousness!

[MRS. LOVETT:]
Die! Die! God in heaven—die! You! Can it be? Have all the demons of hell come to torment me? Quick, to the oven.

[TODD:]
Why did you scream? Does the Judge still live?

[MRS. LOVETT:]
Ah, he was clutching, holding on to my skirt, but n-now he's finished.

[TODD:]
Leave them to me. Open the doors.

[MRS. LOVETT:]
No!

[TODD:]
Open the doors, I said!

[MRS. LOVETT:]
No! No! Don't touch her!

[TODD:]
What's the matter with you? It's only some meddling old beggar wo—