Victoria:

• And the postman sighed as he scratched his head

You merely have thought she ought to be dead

And who would ever suppose that cat was Grizabella, the Glamour cat?

ACT V

[Следующий кот — Бастофер Джонс. Это солидный котяра в белых гетрах, черном плюшевом пальто и пенсне. Он — денди, завсегдатай лондонских клубов и эпикуреец. В лапах у Бастофера Джонса огромная ложка. Его представляют две кошки — Бомбалурина и Деметра.]

[Идут элегантно и изящно]

MUNKUSTRAP:

Sensually lying across the stage and moving with elegance these two beautiful Jellicle Queens are best friends and are rarely seen apart… Their remarkable friendship contains some contrasting traits and they use this to their advantage. Ladylike and mature, beneath her dignified shell, Demetra is a tortured soul and always looks to her best friend for help in uncomfortable situations. Bombalurina is the more self-possessed, flirtatious cat of the two. Although she’s confident, kind and touching, she can also be harsh.

BOMBALURINA:

Bustopher Jones is not skin and bones In fact, he's remarkably fat He doesn't haunt pubs; he has eight or nine clubs For he's the St. James's Street Cat!  DEMETRA:

He's the cat we all greet as he walks down the street

In his coat of fastidious black

No commonplace mousers have such well-cut trousers

Or such an impeccable back 

BOMBALURINA:

In the whole of St. James's the smartest of names is The name of this Brummel of cats And we're all of us proud to be nodded or bowed to By Bustopher Jones in white spats  In the whole of St. James's the smartest of names is The name of this Brummel of cats And we're all of us proud to be nodded or bowed to By Bustopher Jones in white spats In the whole of St. James's the smartest of names Is the name of this Brummel of cats And we're all of us proud to be nodded or bowed to By Bustopher Jones in white spats  DEMETRA:

My visits are occasional to the Senior Educational

And it is against the rules

For any one cat to belong both to that

And the Joint Superior Schools

For a similar reason when game is in season

I'm found not at Fox's but Blimp's

I am frequently seen at the gay Stage and Screen

Which is famous for winkles and shrimps 

BOMBALURINA:

In the season of venison, I give my ben'son To the Pothunter's succulent bones And just before noon's not a moment too soon To drop in for a drink at the Drones When I'm seen in a hurry, there's probably curry At the Siamese or at the Glutton If I look full of gloom, then I've lunched at the Tomb On cabbage, rice pudding, and mutton  DEMETRA:

In the whole of St. James's is the smartest of names Is the name of this Brummel of cats And we're all of us proud to be nodded or bowed to By Bustopher Jones in white Bustopher Jones in white Bustopher Jones in white spats  BOMBALURINA:

So, much in this way passes Bustopher's day At one club or another he's found It can be no surprise that under our eyes He has grown unmistakably round He's a twenty-five pounder, or I am a bounder And he's putting on weight everyday  DEMETRA: But I'm so well preserved because I've observed All my life a routine, and I'd say I am still in my prime, I shall last out my time That's the word from the stoutest of cats  It must and it shall be spring in Pall Mall While Bustopher Jones wears white Bustopher Jones wears white Bustopher Jones wears white spats!

ACT VI

Наконец, появляется Старик Дьютерономи, и кошки окружают своего предводителя, чтобы выразить ему свою любовь. Old Deuteronomy (Старик Дьютерономи) 

MUNKUSTRAP:

• I believe it is Old Deuteronomy

DEMETRA AND BOMBALURINA:

• Well, of all things, can it be really? Yes! No! Ho! Hi! Oh, my eye! My mind may be wandering, but I confess I believe it is Old Deuteronomy!

MUNKUSTRAP:

• Old Deuteronomy's lived a long time He's a cat who has lived many lives in succession He was famous in proverb and famous in rhyme A long while before Queen Victoria's accession  Old Deuteronomy's buried nine wives And more - I am tempted to say ninety-nine And his numerous progeny, prospers and, thrives And the village is proud of him in his decline  At the sight of that placid and bland physiognomy When he sits in the sun on the vicarage wall 

ALL CATS:

• Well, of all things, can it be really? Yes! No! Ho! Hi! Oh, my eye! My mind may be wandering, but I confess I believe it is Old Deuteronomy!  My legs may be tottery, I must go slow And be careful of Old Deuteronomy!

 

Кошачий бал начинается. Разыгрывается представление/шоу для Старого Дьютерономи.

Jellicle Cats come out tonight Jellicle Cats come one, come all The Jellicle Moon is shining bright Jellicles come to the Jellicle Ball  Jellicle Cats are black and white Jellicle Cats are rather small Jellicle Cats are merry and bright And pleasant to hear when we caterwaul  Jellicle Cats have cheerful faces Jellicle Cats have bright black eyes We like to practice our airs and graces And wait for the Jellicle Moon to rise  Jellicle Cats develop slowly Jellicle Cats are not too big Jellicle Cats are rolly poly We know how to dance a gavotte and a jig  Until the Jellicle Moon appears We make our toilette and take our repose Jellicles wash behind their ears Jellicles dry between their toes  Jellicle Cats are white and black Jellicle Cats are of moderate size Jellicles jump like a jumping jack Jellicle Cats have moonlit eyes  We're quiet enough in the morning hours We're quiet enough in the afternoon Reserving our terpsichorean powers To dance by the light of the Jellicle Moon  Jellicle Cats are black and white Jellicle Cats (as we said) are small If it happens to be a stormy night We will pracitce a caper or two in the hall  If it happens the sun is shining bright You would say we had nothing to do at all We are resting and saving ourselves to be right For the Jellicle Moon and the Jellicle Ball  Jellicle Cats come out tonight Jellicle Cats come one, come all The Jellicle Moon is shining bright Jellicles come to the Jellicle Ball

ACT VII

Следующий персонаж — Скимблшенкс, железнодорожный кот. Он — ангел-хранитель пассажиров, путешествующих в поездах. 

MUNKUSTRAP:

• Soo, who’s going to be next? Oh, right. How could I forgot about Skimbleshanks!? He is an older ginger tabby cat that considers himself very important within the tribe. His cheerful energetic personality is constantly at the forefront yet he shows his soft, loving side regularly and is often seen with Jennyanydots or tending to the kittens.

SKIMBLESHANKS:

Skimbleshanks the Railway Cat,

The Cat of the Railway Train All the guards and all the porters And the station master's daughters Would be searching high and low Saying "Skimble where is Skimble for unless he's very nimble Then the night mail just can't go."  At eleven forty-two with the signal overdue And the passengers all frantic to a man That's when I would appear and I'd saunter to the rear I'd been busy in the luggage van!  You might say that by and large it was me who was in charge Of the Sleeping Car Express From the driver and the guards to the bagmen playing cards I would supervise them all more or less  You could play no pranks with Skimbleshanks! I’m a cat that couldn't be ignored So nothing went wrong on the Northern Mail When Skimbleshanks was aboard  In the watches of the night I was always fresh and bright Every now and then I'd have a cup of tea With perhaps a drop of scotch while I was keeping on the watch Only stopping here and there to catch a flea  They might see me at Dumfries if I summoned the police If there was anything they ought to know about  When they got to Gallowgate there they did not have to wait For Skimbleshanks would help them to get out!  And he gives a wave of his long brown tail Which says "I'll see you again! You'll meet without fail on the Midnight Mail The Cat of the Railway Train!"

ACT VIII

Гризабелла все еще надеется вернуть расположение соплеменников, но они опять отвергают ее. Она поет о том, что ее не покидают воспоминания о временах, когда она была молода и счастлива. Наконец наступает момент, когда Старик Дьютерономи должен объявить, кому из котов суждено возродиться к новой жизни. На сцене снова появляется Гризабелла — она все еще надеется вернуться к своему народу, и на этот раз кошки, которые, наконец, начинают понимать, как она несчастна и одинока, принимают ее обратно в племя. Именно Гризабелла оказывается избранницей. 

GRIZABELLA:

Midnight Not a sound from the pavement Has the moon lost her memory? She is smiling alone In the lamplight, the withered leaves collect at my feet And the wind begins to moan  Memory All alone in the moonlight I can smile at the old days I was beautiful then I remember the time I knew what happiness was Let the memory live again  Every streetlamp Seems to beat a fatalistic warning Someone mutters And the streetlamp gutters And soon it will be morning  Daylight I must wait for the sunrise I must think of a new life And I musn't give in When the dawn comes Tonight will be a memory too And a new day will begin  Burnt out ends of smoky days The stale cold smell of morning The streetlamp dies, another night is over Another day is dawning  Touch me It's so easy to leave me All alone with the memory Of my days in the sun If you touch me You'll understand what happiness is  Look A new day has begun

ACT IX

[В центр выходит Старик Дьютерономи. Указывает на Гризабеллу. Все в восхищении. Гризабелла подходит к каждому. Они её поздравляют.Некоторе кланяются. Затем Стари Дьютерономи и Гризабелла обнимаются. Он провожает её. На волшебной автопокрышке, которая напоминает корабль инопланетян, Гризабелла в сопровождении Старика Дьютерономи поднимается в небо, откуда навстречу Гризабелле опускается огромная сияющая лапа-лестница. Эта сцена — эмоциональная кульминация спектакля. Все начинают петь]