Reeeeeaaallly long
Thomas: Okay guys opening night is here. We're worked hard all week for this. And thank you for the people who showed up to the last minute crew calls. Honestly it's been hepatic but I know we are gonna pull it through. I'm so proud of all of you guys. Keep working hard. Gally any words of encouragement.
Gally: *sips coffee* Get your shit together.
Thomas: Okay that's the best we're gonna get. On three everyone.
*all huddle*
Thomas: One two three....
All: RISE UP!
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Thomas: Where's my glasses?
*somewhere*
Glader: Hey check me out with these glasses. *breaks* Shit.
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*running around frantically*
Frypan: *walks into room with mouthful of sandwich*
Alby: Where is my sandwich?
Frypan: *walks out*
Newt and Teresa: Who was washington's white wool underwear Washington's washing lady. *claps* went west.
Thomas: Seriously has anyone seen my glasses for World Was Wide Enough?
Gally: We open house in 5 minutes guys.
Thomas: I can't find my prop!
Gally: and remember guys that the pit can here you with your mics.
Chuck: WHO BROKE THIS PROP!!!
Gally: Chuck your mic is on.
Chuck: I DONT GIVE A FLYING CRAP, WHO BROKE THOMAS'S PROP!?
Everyone: *silence*
Chuck: okay since no one will come forward, I need tape.
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*10 mins until places*
Chuck: here Thomas I fixed it as best as I can.
Thomas: it's crooked.
Chuck: so will your arm if you don't wear it.
Sonya: Vitamins! Come get your vitamins.
Chuck: oh yay vitamins can I get a pink one please.
Minho: *practicing his French accent*. Oui oui. Sacrebleu.
Gally: *walks by*
Minho: Baguette.
Gally: The FUCK did you just say to me?!
Minho: *still in French accent* what- *coughs* what?
Gally: well, you're the fa-
*two seconds later they fight*
Thomas: what the hell guys stop it.
Gally: He called me a fa-
Thomas: You know what I dont give a fuck. Get your shit together and get on stage.
Everyone: *silence*
Sonya: umm?
Thomas: WHAT?!
Sonya: we have five minutes.
Thomas: Oh sorry, okay everyone you heard Sonya. places.
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*Aaron Burr, Sir number and newt messed up his lines*
Gally: your lines is literally in your fucking song, dude.
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*after guns and ships number and Minho walks backstage*
Minho: *mic still on* fuck that was a great number.
Audience: *silence*
Minho: *covers mic* Fuck. *turns to Gally's radio.* So you can't turn on the mics on time but you can leave them on at the wrong time?
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Thomas: *in thought the entire play* I really need to pee but I don't know when it's the time to do it.
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Brenda: *sings high note then voice breaks on stage*
Gally: Shit
Newt: shit
Thomas: shit
Ensemble: shit
Brenda: Shit
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*newt running around backstage*
Newt: *singing* the panic is on!
Minho: Stop singing Bullets Over Broadway.
Newt: SHHHHH DON'T SPEAK!
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*back stage there is tea and food in green room*
Jeff: Where did all the honey go?
Brenda: *drowns throat with honey*
Jeff: *glares*
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Teresa: Don't crowd the hallways please!
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*people backstage slightly raises their voices*
Gally: SHUT THE FUCK UP!
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Sonya: How in the seven layers of hell do these ignorant bitch wads have the audacity to leave their costumes on the floor?
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Thomas: *says line*
Minho: *forgets follow up line*
Thomas: *in thought* you forgetful fuck train.
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*non stop number*
Thomas: I am not throwing away my shot. I am not throwing away my shot.
All: I AM ALEXANDER HAMILTON. HAMILTON JUST YOU WAAAIIIT!
Thomas: I AM NOT THROWING AWAY MY SHOT!
*curtain end of act 1*
Thomas: fucking finally I can pee at last.
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*chaos backstage*
Teresa: For the love of God people stop crowding the fucking hallways.
Minho: Where are all the pretzels?
Newt: *mouthful of pretzels runs away*
Gally: Minho, you have two solo cups full of cheez it's and your wondering where all pretzels went?
Chuck: you selfish heathens who drank all the Arizona Tea I haven't even had a sip.
Brenda: *voice slightly better* Who are you calling selfish heathens, Chuck, you keep hogging the throat coat tea.
Newt: You're the one to talk, honey hogger.
Arias: Has anyone seen my burrito?
Alby: WHO ATE MY SANDWICH!
Gally: we got five minutes guys.
Thomas: I thought we had a little more times
Gally: now its three minutes cuz you just waisted it.
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*Begin of act 2*
Gally: *through the radio* Zart fade to light.
*nothing*
Gally: Zart!
Zart: Sorry I was eating a burrito. *turns on lights*
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*world was wide enough number*
Newt: They won't teach you this in ya classes but look it up Hamilton was wearing his glasses.
*suddenly glasses falls off and breaks*
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*post show chaos*
Teresa: make sure you guys clean up the dressing rooms and put back all the makeup.
Aris: god damn this coat is like 10 pounds.
Brenda: *walking in her heels* ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow killme ow ow ow
Sonya: HANG UP YOUR COSTUMES!
Chuck: I'm bringing my own damn food this time.
Frypan: Pff good luck.
Gally: Where's the Advil?
Minho: My mic is finally off, fuck fuck fuckity fuck fuck, cock sucker, bag of dick tips.
Chuck: *literally standing right next to him* well I just learned new cuss words today.
Thomas: good job everyone we'll meet again tomorrow for closing night.
Sonya: Harriet says she's feeling much better and she'll defiantly make it tomorrow.
Chuck: THANK GOD!