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Okay. Now here it comes. The moment I was talking about (...) a moment that has fascinated me more than any other and that has brought me back to this record again and again. Here it comes. (Pause).

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and the whole “relationship� ends on a particularly ugly note with your only copy of Gypsy spinning through the air and smashing against the living room wall. But still, in the larger sense, in a broader sense, it’s better to have lived than left, right?

For full extended monologue, please refer to clips or the script edition cited here: Bob Martin and Don McKeller, The Drowsy Chaperone, Music Theater International, pp. 66-67.