Frederick Loewe The Rain In Spain
[ELIZA simply looks at him. HIGGINS lets out a sigh
having done all he can and makes his way back to his
desk.]
HIGGINS
[leans his head against his hand with a sigh]
Now try it again.
ELIZA
[very tentatively, yet enunciating correctly]
The rain in Spain stays mainly in the plain.
HIGGINS
[he looks up, disbelieving]
What was that?
ELIZA
[slowly but more surely]
The rain in Spain stays mainly in the plain.
[Eliza's expression changes to
one of astonishment at herself].
HIGGINS
[sitting up]
Again.
ELIZA
The rain in Spain stays mainly in the plain.
HIGGINS
I think she's got it, I think she's got it.
ELIZA
The rain in Spain stays mainly in the plain!
HIGGINS
By George she's got it!
By George she's got it!
Now once again: where does it rain?
ELIZA
On the plain! On the plain!
HIGGINS
And where's that soggy plain?
ELIZA
In Spain! In Spain!
THE THREE
The rain in Spain stays mainly in the plain!
[HIGGINS pats ELIZA on the back with a Bravo!].
The rain in Spain stays mainly in the plain!
[shaking Pickering's hand].
[HIGGINS walks over to the xylophone.]
HIGGINS
In Hartford, Hereford, and Hampshire...?
ELIZA
Hurricanes hardly happen.
HIGGINS
[plays the notes to the phrase]
"How kind of you to let me come"
[on the xylophone.]
ELIZA
How kind of you to let me come.
HIGGINS
Now once again: where does it rain?
ELIZA
On the plain! On the plain!
HIGGINS
And where's that blasted plain?
ELIZA
In Spain! In Spain!
THE THREE
The rain in Spain stays mainly in the plain!
[They laugh].
The rain in Spain stays mainly in the plain!
HIGGINSPickering! Pickering:
[lifts up his red handkerchief to
Pickering, miming a matador]
Ole! ole!
[Pickering obliges, running
through the handkerchief]
Ole!
