Luyện nghe bài hát Gustave! Gustave!

C: Gustave, Gustave, Gustave.
P: What's
C: Gustave!
P: wrong?!
C: He should have been here. He was to be here!
P: It's that idiot Raoul. Why, kill that drunken fool! That he dare touch that child. A child that isn't his. Mr. Squelch?!
M:
P: Seal the port, blockade each road. Call in every favor that I'm owed. I'll be damned if he this isle!
M: The Vicomte de Chagny here in a carriage, saw with my own eyes, sir. There was no one with him.
P: Are you quite certain he left alone?
M: Sir, was there else here backstage?
P: Yes, yes. Madam Giry, she was here, with her vicious little sneer and that comment she made. The ungratetful back biting snake! She's been greedious indeed. She'll get hers now guaranteed! Go now quickly! Bring her round! the boy back safe and sound! Then I'll tear her limb from limb!
MG: What is the meaning of this? How dare your manhandle me in this fashion. I demand an answer.
P: The boy, woman. have you done with him?
MG: The boy? You think I took the boy? Why would I do such a You think I don't know who he is? All these years, who has been faithful more than I? No one!
P:
MG: All years, who could you think I'd hurt that child--
P: My is running dry--
MG: All these years, I've been mother to you and Christine as as my daughter--
P: Enough!
MG: Do you think I don't know how it hurts to see one's far too off?
P: Gustave, Gustave, Gustave.
F: Sir? I just Meg's dressing room. It was empty as a tomb, but her mirror was smashed all in pieces on the floor.
P:
MG: Oh my god.
F: And I saw her the hall, pulling someone pale and small. And she looked all about and then scurried out the door.
MG: God I left her, so distraught. who knows just what she thought. I'm afraid she's come undone. But she won't hurt him. Meg would never hurt him. How could she hurt him?
P: I where they've gone, but we must hurry!
MG: In that crowd? There are millions of out there.
C: Gustave! My Gustave.
P: no time to waist
C: Gustave!
(Crowd noise)
C: Gustave, Gustave!
P: You there, stop!
C: not him.
MG: Meg.
P:I think I see them! way!
C: Gustave! Is that... I'm so sorry.
MG: Meg, please.
P: To the pier!