"Schuyler Defeated" and "Let it Go" from May 2015 Hamilton workshop

Let It Go

PHILIP:
Look- grandpa’s in the paper!
War hero Philip Schuyler in danger of losing senate to young upstart Aaron Burr?
Grandpa might lose his seat in the senate

ELIZA:
I thought he was unopposed?

PHILIP:
Not according to the paper he isn’t!

ELIZA:
Go make sure the door is closed

PHILIP (and ELIZA):
Further down, (further down,)
see Schuyler has a challenger from New York,
(New York) for senator … Burr!

ELIZA:
I gotta go I gotta find Alexander

PHILIP:
Let him know we’re on his side

ELIZA:
No! He’ll consider this a personal slander-
I’ve gotta stop a homicide!

PHILIP:
Oh!

ELIZA (and PHILIP):
Look around, we should look around
let’s go and find your father down in New York
(New York)

HAMILTON:
Burr! Since when are you a Democratic-Republican?

BURR:
Since being one put me on the up and up again

HAMILTON:
No one know who you are or what you do

BURR:
They don’t need to know me, they don’t like you

HAMILTON:
Excuse me?

BURR:
Oh, Wall-street thinks you’re great, you’ll always be adored by the things you create
but upstate you’re the rascal who trades away the capital

HAMILTON:
Wait-

BURR:
The asshole who taxes the alcohol!

HAMILTON:
I always considered you a friend.

BURR:
I don’t see why that has to end
A senate seat was up for grabs and I took it
It’s not my fault people think you’re crooked

HAMILTON:
You’re gonna make a fool of me through my father in law?

BURR:
Ah- there’s the kid who almost shot Charles Lee in the jaw
My god, your pride will be the death of us all
beware, it goeth before the fall!

ELIZA:
Alexander, there you are

HAMILTON:
Eliza?

ELIZA:
You forgot your papers.
Mister Burr, good sir, it’s been so long
How are the Theodosias?

BURR:
As a matter of fact, my wife has taken ill

ELIZA:
I’m not surprised, what with the chill
You’ll send her our regards

BURR:
I will.

ELIZA:
And how’s your daughter?

BURR:
She’s my pride and joy,
fluent in French- and Latin!

PHILIP:
So am I!

BURR:
She’s the same age as your boy

HAMILTON:
Yeah, one day he’ll run Manhattan

ELIZA (overlapping):
We must be going, Burr
but send your girls our love

BURR:
Nice to meet your son

HAMILTON:
We’re not done, mister Burr, sir

ELIZA:
Hon!

BURR:
If I were you I’d stick with her, sir.

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