Previously-

No I cant write the show for the Moulin Rouge!

EPov

"Why not?" Toulouse asked me.

"I- I don't even know if I am a true Bohemian revolutionary."I replied to Toulouse, stuttering a little.

"What?!" Everyone gasped in unison.

"Do you believe in beauty?" Toulouse asked.

"Yes." I replied.

"Freedom?" The Argentinian asked.

"Yes, of course." I replied.

"Truth?" Satie asked.

"Yes." I said.

"Love?" The doctor said.

I paused for a second. Then replied "Love? Love. Above all things I believe in love. Love is like oxygen. Love is a many splendid thing, love lifts us up where we belong. All you need is love!"

Everyone looked quite impressed.

"See, you cant fool us! You're the voice of the children of the revolution!" Toulouse said excitedly.

"We cant be fooled!" Everybody else chimed in.

"Let's drink to the new writer of the world's first bohemian revolutionary show!" Toulouse had said.

It was the perfect plan. I was to audition for Bella, and I would taste my first glass of Absinthe.

There was a boy…

"I'm the Green Fairy!" the fairy said, coming off the bottle

The hills are alive with the sound of music!

…a very strange enchanted boy…

The hills are alive. . .

You won't fool the children of the revolution,

No, you won't fool the children. . .

. . .with the sound of music!

Of the revolution, the revolution,

The revolution, of the revolution…

We were off to the Moulin Rouge, and I was to perform my poetry for Bella.

"The Moulin Rouge!" Harold Zidler called out.

I gaped around at the Moulin Rouge in amazement. The place was beautiful!!!

Harold Zidler and his infamous girls. They called them his "Diamond Dogs."

(Zidler, rakes, Diamond Dogs)

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?

The Diamond Dogs sang.

Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, flow sista.

Hey sista, go sista. . .

If life's an awful bore. . .

soul sista, flow sista. . .

. . .And livings just a chore

That we do. . .

Hey sista, go sista. . .'Cause death's not much fun. . .soul sista

. . .Giuchie giuchie, ya ya. . .

If life's an awful bore. . .

(. . .soul sista, flow sista. . .)

. . .And livings just a chore

That we do. . .

(. . .Hey sista, go sista. . .)

. . .'Cause death's not much fun. . .

(. . .soul sista.)

. . .Giuchie giuchie, ya ya. . .

. . .I have just the antidote. . .

. . .da da. . .

. . .And though I mustn't gloat,

At the Moulin Rouge!

You'll have fun!

Toulouse pulled a dancer onto his lap. I faintly heard her say 'oh la la'.

. . .Just scratch that little niggle,

Have a little wiggle. . .

I watched with amazement as the rakes tried to grab at the diamond dogs.

. . .Creole Lady Marmalade. . .

. . .You know that you can,

'Cause we can can-can!

. . .Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?

. . .Don't say you can't, can't, can't!

. . .Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?

. . .You know you can can-can!

The rakes were all dancing in a straight line. I joined in hesitantly.

Here we are now, entertain us!

We feel stupid and contagious!

The diamond dogs and Zidler started to make there ways forwards, heading towards the entrance to the Moulin Rouge.

Got some dark desire?

Love to play with fire?

Why not let it rip, live a little bit!

Can can-can!

The rakes, and diamond dogs started to make there ways toward each other.

Here we are now, entertain us!

Don't say you can't, can't, can't!

You know you can can-can!

The rakes and diamond dogs started dancing together.

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?

'Cause we can can-can!

Zidler was standing above the crowd with a black umbrella above his head.

Outside it may be raining. . .

He turned around, moving the umbrella giving a clear view of the Moulin Rouge.

. . .But in here it's entertaining!

If you love, love, love

To be free, free, free

Then the Moulin Rouge is the place to be!

Zidler started back flipping through the dance hall.

'Cause we can can-can!

We can!

Yes we can can-can!

We can!

Here we are now, entertain us!

Outside things may be tragic,

But in here we feel it's magic!

Zidler was now surrounded by the diamond dogs, singing along with them.

Here we are now, entertain us!

Zidler is in front of the orchestra now, directing them. Then, he turns around and whispers... "The can-can"

The crowd scattered as the little word box was spinning. When it stopped, it said 'the can-can'.

Because we can can-can!

The diamond dogs started to do their routine, while the rakes stood at the sides, whistling and yelling.

Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, flow sista.

Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, go sista.

Giuchie giuchie ya ya da da

Giuchie giuchie ya ya here.)

Because we can can-can!

Yes we can can-can!

(Creole Lady Marmalade)

The diamond dogs started to entice the rakes onto the dance floor.

Because we can can-can!

Yes we can can-can!

Well you can bump and grind...

'Cause it's good for your mind!'

I sang, then joined the dancing crowd while looking around.

Here we are now, entertain us!

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?

We can can-can!

(Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, flow sista.)

Toulouse signaled to me, while calling out my name.

Here we are now, entertain us!

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?

I sat down at the table with Toulouse and the other bohemians.

"Mission accomplished! We successfully evaded Zidler!" Toulouse said to the bohemians and I quietly.

Cancan, cancan, cancan...

Suddenly the room dimmed, when Toulouse whispered "Its her, the Sparkling Diamond."

Bella descended from the ceiling, on a studded diamond trapeze.

The French are glad to die for love...