Neville:
Sir I don't much like your tone, that supercilious sneer you wear
Clear, you wear a finer cut than mine
Ah but a waistcoat worn can soon be torn
And faggots, too, 'til maggots feed on you
Rosa:
Something in this speech seems ominous to me!
Helena:
Twin, don't over preach, pray promise this to me!
Crisparkle:
Praise to him divine! For this we should be glad!
Jasper:
Won't you try some wine?
All:
No good can come from bad!
Jasper:
My dearest nephew ned, I wish to wish you well!
The world is your before you just like
Cook:
Oysters on the shell!
Drood:
Landless, (as you are and known)
Your blood is hot but less than pure!
Less, I'm sure, than we, your history would indicate
The past of some half-caste runs through your veins
Your crudeness thus explains,
Rosa:
Something sends a chill like feet upon my grave
Helena:
Can my strength and will completely neville save?
Crisparkle:
Could these words they say bring harm upon the lad?
Jasper:
Night must follow day!
All:
No good can come from bad!
Jasper:
My dearest, deepest friends, may
I propose a toast;
To rosa bud and edwin drood, three cheers
Cook:
And here's the roast!
Crisparkle:
How very blessed we are when oh so many starve!
Thy kingdom come, thy will be done
Jasper:
Which one of you will carve?
Neville & Drood:
Glances cut like blade through bone
With daggers drawn I glare at you
There at you who dare presume to stare at whom
I'd make my wife and share my life
I'd see you dead before sweet rosa wed.
Helena:
Fate waits near!
I feel it, I fear it!
We are friends and yet they'll not soon forget
Hearing neville's threat, every epithet!
Crisparkle:
In younger days, I hungered for another:
Rosa's mother!
After rosa's birth, she left this earth,
Now dust is all I'm worth!
Rosa:
So long a time, they've thought that I'm a dresden doll
Quite naive, but I perceive these boys
This noise more fright'ning
Than they might conceive
Jasper:
As I stand by, take note:
Your throat sounds quite dry, this wine
Should satisfy!
All:
With these new additions, there may be revealed
Murderous admissions otherwise concealed
Neville & Drood:
Fie on you, I curse!!! Full warning you
Have had!
Helena & Rosa:
Bad must lead to worse
All:
No good can come from bad! No good
No good can come from bad!
