released a movie adaptation, which starred Audrey Hepburn as Eliza. Eliza is understandably saddened and enraged and she leaves the house after an outburst that leaves Higgins angry and confused the rest of the play involves them figuring out their relationship in their own way, though if it works out in the end is left to the viewers' interpretations. Then the relationship between Eliza and Higgins, which had been steadily improving, takes a huge blow when Higgins takes all the credit for Eliza's success. The ball, despite the presence of the venal language expert Zoltan Karpathy, goes incredibly well Eliza dances with the prince and many at the ball believe Karpathy's identification of Eliza as a Hungarian princess(!). The lessons finally culminate in the Embassy Ball, at which ambassadors, lords, and the Queen and Prince of Transylvania will be present. When Higgins attempts to try Eliza out on Society by introducing her into his mother's box at Ascot, the transfigured flower girl also encounters young Freddy Eynsford-Hill, who, unaware of Eliza's true social standing, is instantly smitten - despite (indeed, because of) Eliza's humiliating lapse into vulgarity at the running of the horserace itself. The musical follows the young Eliza Doolittle, an outspoken and hopeful flower girl in Edwardian England who takes elocution lessons from Professor Henry Higgins, who (as a result of a bet with the kindly Colonel Pickering) promises to turn her into "a lady." He then trains her, day and night, using some downright bizarre machinery and techniques (the marbles make sense, but some of the others.) It was a smash hit when it opened in 1956, and set new records for the longest run in Broadway musical history (a title now held by The Phantom of the Opera). My Fair Lady started life as a stage musical by Lerner and Loewe, based on George Bernard Shaw's Pygmalion, and starring Julie Andrews and Rex Harrison. And if you don't promise to behave yourself, I must ask you to leave.- Henry Higgins, "Why Can't The English?" How did this baggage get here in the first place?Įliza came to see me this morning and I was delighted to have her. No woman could resist such an invitation. You've caused me enough trouble for one morning. Now, you get up and come home and stop being a fool. Would you care for some tea?ĭon't you dare try that game on me. Well, if I was doing it proper, what was you sniggering at? Have I said anything I oughtn't? The new small talk, you do it so awfully well. Besides, he poured so much down his own throat, he knew the good of it. Surely you don't think someone killed her?ĭo I not? Them she lived with would have killed her for a hatpin, let alone a hat.īut it can't have been right for your father to be pouring spirits down her throat like that. It's the new slang, meaning someone has killed her. And what I say is: them as pinched it, done her in. Now, what call would a woman with that strength in her have to die of influenza? And what become of her new straw hat that should have come to me? Then she come to so sudden she bit the bowl right off the spoon. But my father, he kept ladling gin down her throat. Why should she die of influenza, when she come through diphtheria right enough the year before? Fairly blue with it she was. But it's my belief they done the old woman in. My aunt died of influenza, or so they said. And the whole of our family is susceptible to it. I do hope we won't have any unseasonable cold spells they bring on so much influenza. You can twist the heart in a girl the same way some fellows twist her arms to hurt her! When you feel lonesome without me you can turn it on. Well, you have my voice on your phonograph. You've never wondered, I suppose, whether. So you are a motor bus! All bounce and go, and no consideration for anybody. You talk about me as though I were a motor bus. Well then, get out of my way, for I won't stop for you. I shouldn't mind a black eye I've had one before this. The question is not whether I treat you rudely, but whether you've ever heard me treat anyone else better. You see, the great secret, Eliza, is not a question of good manners or bad manners, or any particular sort of manners, but having the same manner for all human souls.
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