Alan Menken — Mushnik and Son 2003

(spoken) [MR. MUSHNIK] He'll think about it? He'll think about it! [SEYMOUR] I don't like that guy, Mr. Mushnik, and you should hear the way he talks to Audrey [MR. MUSHNIK] Gott im Himmel, no The kid just said he'll mull it over [SEYMOUR, spoken] No wonder she looks so unhealthy. It's enough to make you sick! [MR. MUSHNIK] If he left me, if Seymour left me Why then I'd be Right back where I started Which was Broke and starving... [SEYMOUR, spoken] Sweet and good and beautiful as she is, she deserves a prince, not a sadistic creep like him! [MR. MUSHNIK] ...close to bankrupt... [SEYMOUR] What a louse! [MR. MUSHNIK, sung] ...beset, befuddled, and bereft That's what I'd be if Seymour left! [SEYMOUR, spoken] He's a disgrace to the dental profession [MR. MUSHNIK, spoken] Seymour! [SEYMOUR, spoken] Sir? [MR. MUSHNIK] Seymour, how would you like to be my son? How would you like to be my own adopted boy? I never liked him much before But count the cash that's in the drawer I've got no choice, I'm much too poor! (spoken) Say yes! [SEYMOUR, spoken] What for? [MR. MUSHNIK, sung] Seymour, I want to be your dad I want to see you climbing up my family tree I used to think you left a stench But now I see that you're a mensch So I'm proposing: Be my son! "Mushnik & Son" sounds great Three words with the ring of fate So say you'll incorporate with me A florist's dream come true Mushnik and his boychik - you! What business we'll do for F. T. D (spoken) How 'bout it, Seymour? (sung) Be my son Just say the word, I'll get my lawyer on the phone [SEYMOUR] Now, Mr. Mushnik, don't be rash You always said that I was trash [MR. MUSHNIK] Oh, I was joking! [SEYMOUR] Sir, I'm choking! [MR. MUSHNIK] Excuse the physical expression of my pride Of the sweet paternal mishegoss I've held pent up inside-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi [SEYMOUR] Gee [MR. MUSHNIK] So? [SEYMOUR] Well... [MR. MUSHNIK] Well? [SEYMOUR] I... [MR. MUSHNIK] You? Go ahead and say it, Seymour, tell me that you will [SEYMOUR] Gee, I'd really like to, but... [MR. MUSHNIK] I'll hold my breath until... [SEYMOUR] OK, you win, I'll be your son! [MR. MUSHNIK] Hooray, I win, he'll be my son! [SEYMOUR] Draw up the papers, dad, I'm touched - I really am! And when you reach age eighty-three I'll let you come move in with me [MR. MUSHNIK] You swear? [SEYMOUR] I promise! [MR. MUSHNIK] What a son! [SEYMOUR, spoken] Giddy up, daddy! Giddy up, dad! Dad! Giddy, giddy up, daddy! [MR. MUSHNIK & SEYMOUR, sung] In trouble, sickness, and in health We'll share the planet, share the wealth [MR. MUSHNIK] I'll call my lawyer [SEYMOUR] Call me son! [MR. MUSHNIK] Son! [SEYMOUR] Son! [MR. MUSHNIK & SEYMOUR] Mushnik & Son! That's that [SEYMOUR] Officially I'm your brat [MR. MUSHNIK & SEYMOUR] Consider the matter closed and done Now to the world, let's stick Our senior-and-junior shtick Through thin and through thick [MR. MUSHNIK] Hey! [MR. MUSHNIK & SEYMOUR] Through sloppy and slick [SEYMOUR] So, come kiss me quick [MR. MUSHNIK] Please, don't make me sick! [MR. MUSHNIK & SEYMOUR] Mushnik & Son!