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1、My Fair Lady (Covent Garden in the evening. People are leaving the opera and heading for their taxis and cars which are pulling up outside, directed by a footman. It starts to rain torrents and all of a sudden there is a bustle as everyone rushes for shelter in the market or under the portico of St.
2、 Pauls Church whilst the street vendors in the market rush to cover their goods.) (Two of the opera-goers are Mrs. Eynsford-Hill and her son, young Freddie Eynsford-Hill. They are hurrying out of the rain to the church.)MRS EYNSFORD-HILL(impatiently)Freddie, go and find a cab. (A young flower girl,
3、Eliza Doolittle, is rushing for shelter also and almost walks into a barrow, pushed by its owner.)BARROW BOY(without stopping)Sorry, lovey. ELIZAGet on with it, love. (She hurries on her way.)MRS EYNSFORD-HILL(standing next to her son between two of the columns of the church)Dont just stand there, F
4、reddie, go and find a cab. FREDDIEAlright. Im going, Im going. (He opens his umbrella and heads off across the street whistling for a cab, but he collides with Eliza who is rushing in the opposite direction. She falls to the ground spilling her flowers.)ELIZA(seeing the mess)Ah-aw-oo. Look where you
5、re goin, dear, look where youre goin! FREDDIE(bending down to help pick up her flowers)Im so sorry. ELIZA(picking up her scattered flowers and replacing them in the basket)Two bunches o violets trod in the mud. A full days wages! (Shakes her head disapprovingly at him and heads across the street tow
6、ards the church.)MRS EYNSFORD-HILL(from across the street)Freddie! Freddie! Go find a cab. FREDDIEYes mother. (He rushes off.)ELIZA(walks up to Freddies mother)Oh, es your son, is e? Well if youd done your duty by him as a mother should, you wouldnt let him spoil a poor girls flowers and then run aw
7、ay without payin. MRS EYNSFORD-HILL(looking out into the rain after Freddie)Oh, go about your business, my girl. (She walks away.)ELIZAAnd you wouldnt go on without payin either. (Muttering to herself as she sits down on the plinth of the column)Two bunches o violets trod in the mud. (An elderly gen
8、tleman, Pickering, rushes in out of the rain, folding his umbrella.)PICKERINGGeor- good heavens! MRS EYNSFORD-HILL(turning to Pickering)Oh, sir, is there any sign of it stopping? PICKERINGIm afraid not. Its worse than before. MRS EYNSFORD-HILLOh dear. ELIZA(to Pickering; who puts his foot on the pli
9、nth of the column and stoops down to attend to his wet trouser ends)If its worse its a sign its nearly over. Cheer up capn; buy a flower off a poor girl. PICKERINGIm sorry I havent any change. ELIZAOh, I can change half a crown. (She eagerly holds up some flowers to him)Ere, take this for tuppence.
10、PICKERINGI told you, Im awfully sorry I havent-oh wait a minute (tries his pockets.)Oh, yes, heres three haypennies, if thats any use to you. (He walks away.)ELIZA(disappointed; drying the money on her coat)Thank you, sir. BYSTANDER 1(approaches from behind the column)Ere, you be careful: better giv
11、e him a flower for it. Theres a bloke ere, behind that pillar, takin down evry blessed word youre sayin. (He walks off.)ELIZA(leans around pillar curiously, then springs up terrified)I aint done nothin wrong by speaking to the gentleman. Ive a right to sell flowers if I keep off the kerb. (Hysterica
12、lly)Im a respectable girl: so help me, I never spoke to him cept so far as to buy a flower off me. (Various bystanders, roused by her outburst, are curious as to what the fuss is about and begin to gather round.)BYSTANDER 2Whats all the bit of a noise? BYSTANDER 3S a tec takin er down. ELIZA(some by
13、tanders act sympathetic to Eliza who is defending herself)Well Im makin an honest livin! (There are further words of:)Whats all that shouting? Wheres it coming from?, etc. ELIZA(sees Pickering and turns to him for support, crying wildly)Oh, sir, dont let him charge me. He dunno what it means to me.
14、Theyll take away me character and drive me on the streets for speakin t gentleman! HIGGINS(Professor Higgins appears from around the pillar)There, there, there, there! whos hurting you, you silly girl? What do you take me for? ELIZAOn my Bible oath I never spoke a word- HIGGINSOh, shut up, shut up.
15、Do I look like a policeman? ELIZA(suspicious at this stranger)Then what dya take down me words for? How do I know y took me down right? You just show me what you wrote about me. (Higgins opens up his book and holds it steadily under her nose.)ELIZAOh-ow-oo. (We see it contains strange shorthand symb
16、ols)Whats that? That aint proper writin. I cant read it. HIGGINSI can. (He reads from the book, tracing the words with his pen for her, and reproducing her pronunciation precisely)I say, capn; n baw ya flahr orf a pore gel. ELIZAOh, its cause I called im capn. (To Pickering and much distressed)I mea
17、nt no harm. Oh, sir, dont let him lay a charge against me for a word like that! PICKERING(calming her)Charge? Ill make no charge. (To Higgins, who has started taking down notes again)Really, sir, if you are a detective you neednt begin protecting me against molestation from young women until I ask f
18、or it. Anyone can tell the girl meant no harm. BYSTANDER 2E aint no tec, hes a gentleman: look at is boots. HIGGINS(without looking up at the bystander)How are all your people down at Selsey? BYSTANDER 2Who told you my people come from Selsey? HIGGINS(smugly, continuing to take notes)Never mind; the
19、y do. (To the girl)How did you come to be so far east? (Inspecting his notes)You were born in Lisson Grove. ELIZA(appalled)Oooh, what arm is my in leavin Lisson Grove? It werent fit for pigs to live in; and I had to pay four-and-six. (She bursts into tears.)HIGGINS(walking away, appalled)Oh, live wh
20、ere you like but stop that noise. PICKERINGCome, come! he cant touch you: youve a right to live where you please. ELIZAIm a good girl, I am! PICKERINGYes, yes. BYSTANDER 2(to Higgins)Where do (I)come from? HIGGINSHoxton. BYSTANDER 2Well, who said I didnt? Blimey, you know evryfink, you do! MRS EYNSF
21、ORD-HILL(she approaches this bystander)You, sir, do you think you could find me a taxi? HIGGINS(looking at the sky)I dont know whether youve noticed it madam but its stopped raining. You can get a motorbus to Hampton Court. (Turning to her directly)Well thats where you live, isnt it? MRS EYNSFORD-HI
22、LL(to Higgins, who has already started walking away)What impertinence! BYSTANDER 1(to Higgins)Ere, tell him where e comes from f ya wanna go fortune-tellin. HIGGINS(thoughtfully)Cheltenham, Harrow, Cambridge, and er- (glances at his notes)-India? PICKERINGQuite right! BYSTANDER 1Blimey. E aint a tec
23、, hes a bloomin busy-body. Thats what e is. PICKERINGIf I may ask, sir, do you do this sort of thing for a living, in a music hall? HIGGINSWell I have thought of it. Perhaps I will one day. ELIZAHes no gentleman; he aint interfere with a poor girl. PICKERINGHow do you do it, may I ask? HIGGINSSimple
24、 phonetics. The science of speech. Thats my profession: also my hobby. Anyone can spot an Irishman or a Yorkshireman by his brogue, but I can place a man within six miles. I can place him within two miles in London. Sometimes within two streets. ELIZA(speaking up from her resumed position sitting on
25、 the plinth)Ought to be ashamed of himself, unmanly coward! PICKERINGIs there a living in that? HIGGINSOh yes. Quite a fat one. ELIZALet him mind his own business and leave a poor girl- HIGGINS(explosively)Woman: cease this detestable boohooing instantly; or else seek the shelter of some other place
26、 of worship. ELIZA(with feeble defiance)Ive a right to be here if I like, same as you. HIGGINSA woman who utters such disgusting and depressing noise has no right to be anywhere-no right to live. Remember that you are a human being with a soul and the divine gift of articulate speech: that your nati
27、ve language is the language of Shakespeare and Milton and The Bible; dont sit there crooning like a bilious pigeon. ELIZA(indignant)Ah-ah-aw-aw-oo-oo! HIGGINSLook at her: a prisoner of the gutter, Condemned by every syllable she utters, By right she should be taken out and hung, For the cold-blooded
28、 murder of the English tongue. ELIZA(very indignant)Ah-ah-aw-aw-oo-oo! HIGGINS(whipping out his book)Ah-ah-aw-aw-oo-oo Heavens! what a sound! HIGGINSThis is what the British population, Calls an elementary education. PICKERINGCome, sir; I think you picked a poor example. HIGGINSDid I.? HIGGINSHear t
29、hem down in Soho Square, Dropping hs everywhere, Speaking English anyway they like. You sir: did you go to school? (sitting down beside a bystander) A BYSTANDERWhat dya tike me faw, a fool? HIGGINSWell, no one taught him take instead if tike. Hear a Yorkshireman, or worse, Hear a Cornishman converse
30、; Theyd rather hear a choir singing flat. Chickens, cackling in a barn; Just like this one. (He points to Eliza.)ELIZA(laughingly)Garn! HIGGINS(noting in his book)Garn-I ask you, sir: what sort of word is that? HIGGINSIts ow and garn that keep her in her place, Not her wretched clothes and dirty fac
31、e. Why cant the English teach their children how to speak? This verbal class distinction, by now, should be antique. If you spoke as she does, sir, instead of the way you do, Why you might be selling flowers too. PICKERING(not sure what to make of this)I beg your pardon. (Higgins walks over to the c
32、offee stand.)HIGGINSAn Englishmans way of speaking absolutely classifies him. The moment he talks, he makes some other Englishman despise him. One common language Im afraid well never get. Oh why cant the English learn to- (paying for his coffee)Set a good example to people, whos English, is painful
33、 to your ears. The Scotch and the Irish leave you close to tears! There are even places where English completely disappears, (receives his change)Why, in America they havent used it for years. (The bystanders laugh.)Why cant the English teach their children how to speak? Norwegians learn Norwegian;
34、the Greeks are taught their Greek. In France every Frenchman knows his language from A to Zed- The French dont care what they do, actually, as long as they pronounce it properly. (Chuckles from the bystanders.)(Higgins sits next to Eliza on the plinth with his coffee.)HIGGINSArabians learn Arabian w
35、ith the speed of summer lightning. The Hebrews learn it backwards which is absolutely frightening. Use proper English, youre regarded as a freak. Oh why cant the English- Why cant the English learn to speak? HIGGINS(to a bystander; handing his cup to him)Thank you. (Turning to Pickering)You see this
36、 creature with her kerbstone English: the English that will keep her in the gutter till the end of her days. Well, sir, in six months I could pass her off as a duchess at an embassy ball. I could even get her a job as a ladys maid or a shop assistant, which requires better English. ELIZA(curiously)E
37、re, whats that you say? HIGGINSYes, you squashed cabbage leaf. You disgrace to the noble architecture of these columns! You incarnate insult to the English language! I could pass you off as, er, the Queen of Sheba. ELIZA(laughing)Ah-how-ow! (To Pickering)You dont believe that, capn? PICKERINGAnythin
38、gs possible. I myself am a student of Indian dialects. HIGGINS(eagerly)Are you? Do you know Colonel Pickering, the author of Spoken Sanscrit? PICKERINGI am Colonel Pickering. Who are you? HIGGINSIm Henry Higgins, author of Higginss Universal Alphabet. PICKERING(with enthusiasm)I came from India to m
39、eet you. HIGGINSI was going to India to meet you! PICKERING(shaking Higginss hand)Higgins! HIGGINSPickering! (They both laugh.)Pickering, where are you staying? PICKERINGAt the Carlton. HIGGINSNo youre not: youre staying at 27A Wimpole Street! You come along with me; well have a little jaw over supp
40、er. PICKERINGRight you are. (They turn and walk away.)HIGGINSIndian dialects have always fascinated me. ELIZA(Eliza stands and approaches them, presenting a flower eagerly to Higgins)Buy a flower, kind sir. Im short for me lodging. HIGGINS(stopping to answer her)Liar. You said you could change half-
41、a-crown. ELIZA(shouting to Higgins as they walk away)You ought to be stuffed with nails, you ought! Here, take the ole bloomin basket for sixpence! (She kicks the basket at Higgins.)(The church clock strikes. The street is now largely empty, except for some vendors finishing up in the market.)HIGGIN
42、S(Hearing the church bell he turns and raises his hat solemnly)A reminder. (He then drops a handful of money into the basket and continues on with Pickering.)HIGGINSHow many are there actually? PICKERINGHow many what? HIGGINSEr, Indian dialects. PICKERINGNo fewer than a hundred and fourty seven dist
43、inct languages are recorded as vernacular. (They disappear down the street.)ELIZA(picking up the coins)Aaah-ow-ooh! (Counting them in her hand)Aaaaaah-ow-oh! (Eliza turns to watch Higgins as he walks away, confused by his apparent change in personality.)COCKNEY 1Shouldnt we stand up, gentleman: weve
44、 got a bloomin heiress in our midst. COCKNEY 2Would you be lookin for a good butler Eliza? ELIZAWell you wont do. (The vendors laugh.)COCKNEY 3Its rather dull in town, I think Ill take me to Paree. COCKNEY 1The missus wants to open up the castle in Capri. COCKNEY 2Me doctor recommends a quiet summer
45、 by the sea. CHORUSMmmm-mmm. Mmmm-mmm. Wouldnt it be loverly? COCKNEY 1Wherere y bound for this year, Eliza: Biarritz? ELIZAAll I want is a room somewhere; Far away from the cold night air. With one enormous chair; Oh wouldnt it be loverly? Lots of choclate for me to eat; Lots of coal makin lots of
46、heat; Warm face, warm ands, warm feet, Oh wouldnt it be loverly? Oh, so loverly sittin abso-bloomin-lutely still! I would never budge til Spring crep over me winder sill. Someones head restin on my knee; Warm and tender as he can be, Who takes good care of me; Oh wouldnt it be loverly? Loverly, loverly, loverly, loverly. CHORUSAll I want is a room somewhere; Far away from the cold night air. With one enormous chair; ELIZAOh wouldnt it be loverly? Lots of choclate for me to eat; Lots of coal makin lots of heat;
