Victor
So, what do we do?
King
You want me to be honest?
Victor
Always!
King
I could never live with you this way.
Victor
Because you are frightened that people will think that you're in love
with a man?
King
Right!
Victoria
So we have a problem...
King
I guess we have!
Victoria
What we have here is almost a love song.
I'm perfect for you , you're perfect for me.
Ev'rything they sing about we have in profusion;
The same sense of humor, a romance more than mere illusion.
King
So why are we almost a love song?
Why aren't we the song of the year? Does the moment go by?
Victoria
Are we frightened to try?
King
If we are, more's the pity,
Victoria
For the idea seems so pretty...to be almost a love song.
King
You owe me a love song.
Both
So where is my love song, my dear?
Victoria
Seriously, maybe it's for the best, sooner or
later I'd probably ask you to stop being a gangster,
because I was worried about everybody thinking that
I was your mole.
King
I'm not a gangster, I'm a businessman!
Victoria
A business doing business with gangsters claiming
he's not a gangster; sounds a lot like the kind of
act I do! I think we're both pretenders and I guess
this is not a really good basis for a relationship,
but it was fine while it lasted...
[she leaves]
King
One thing's clear here:
Victoria
It's clear
King
We're almost a love song.
Victoria
We're almost a love song.
King
She's so good for me,
Victoria
I'm no good for him,
King
I'm no good for her.
Victoria
He's so good for me...I imagined somebody...
King
I saw someone...
Victoria
Who looks at things my way.
King
We'll travel life's highway.
Victoria
Whatever the weather,
King
But I wonder whether
Both
The two of us should be together.
Victoria
So, why are we almost a love song,
King
Are we a love song?
Victoria
Instead of the song of the year?
King
Not a good one, I fear ... Will the moment go by?
Victoria
Will I lose him? Are we frightened to try?
King
Mustn't lose her...if I do...
Victor
If we are...
Both
Then it's tragic; he and I have too much magic
Victoria
Then it's tragic; she and I have too much magic.
Both
To be almost a love song ...
King
Hell, I might as well face it.
Victoria
You owe me a love song...
King
I could never replace it.
Victoria
So, where is our love song, my dear?
King
Where is our love song, my dear?