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WHISTLE PIG COLUMBIA LIVE STAGE THE DODGERS and MICHAEL WATT

THE ARACA GROUP LEN BLAVATNIK BURNT UMBER PRODUCTIONS STEPHEN FOUND GREENLEAF PRODUCTIONS DAVID HARRIS INDEPENDENT PRESENTERS NETWORK THE JOHN GORE ORGANIZATION STEPHANIE P. McCLELLAND JUST FOR LAUGHS THEATRICALS/GLASS HALF FULL PRODUCTIONS MARION ALDEN BADWAY MARRINER GROUP TOMMY MOTTOLA NEDERLANDER PRESENTATIONS INC DARYL ROTH SONIA FRIEDMAN PRODUCTIONS THEATER MOGUL TULBART DAVID WALSH TONY & MAUREEN WHEELER and JUJAMCYN THEATRES present

Book By Music and Lyrics by DANNY RUBIN

Starring BARRETT DOSS with REBECCA FAULKENBERRY JOHN SANDERS ANDREW CALL RAYMOND J. LEE HEATHER AYERS KEVIN BERNARD GERARD CANONICO RHEAUME CRENSHAW MICHAEL FATICA KATY GERAGHTY CAMDEN GONZALES JORDAN GRUBB TAYLOR IMAN JONES TARI KELLY JOSH LAMON JOSEPH MEDEIROS SEAN MONTGOMERY WILLIAM PARRY JENNA RUBAII VISHAL VAIDYA TRAVIS WALDSCHMIDT NATALIE WISDOM

Produced for Whistle Pig by Produced for Columbia Live Stage by Produced for The Dodgers by LIA VOLLACK MICHAEL DAVID ANDRÉ PTASZYNSKI Production Stage Manager Associate Director Associate Choreographer Associate Directors (UK) DAVID LOBER THOMAS CARUSO KATE DUNN KATY RUDD PAUL WARWICK GRIFFIN Advertising/Marketing/Digital Press Representative Production Management General Management AKA BONEAU/BRYAN-BROWN AURORA PRODUCTIONS BESPOKE THEATRICALS Music Director Vocal Arrangements Music Coordinator DAVID HOLCENBERG TIM MINCHIN HOWARD JOINES CHRISTOPHER NIGHTINGALE Video Design Additional Movement Hair & Make-Up Design Casting ANDRZEJ GOULDING FINN CALDWELL CAMPBELL YOUNG ASSOCIATES JIM CARNAHAN, C.S.A.

Sound Design Lighting Design Illusions SIMON BAKER Music Supervision, Orchestrations & Dance Arrangements CHRISTOPHER NIGHTINGALE Scenic & Costume Design Co-Choreographer ELLEN KANE Choreographed by Directed by MATTHEW WARCHUS 2 CAST Phil Connors ANDY KARL Rita Hanson BARRETT DOSS Nancy Taylor REBECCA FAULKENBERRY Ned Ryerson JOHN SANDERS Mrs. Lancaster HEATHER AYERS Hot Dog Vendor KEVIN BERNARD Gus ANDREW CALL Fred GERARD CANONICO Doris RHEAUME CRENSHAW Chubby Man MICHAEL FATICA Debbie KATY GERAGHTY Swing JORDAN GRUBB Swing CAMDEN GONZALES Lady Storm Chaser TAYLOR IMAN JONES Piano Teacher TARI KELLY Ralph RAYMOND J. LEE Buster JOSH LAMON Deputy JOSEPH MEDEIROS Sheriff SEAN MONTGOMERY Jenson WILLIAM PARRY Joelle JENNA RUBAII Larry VISHAL VAIDYA Jeff TRAVIS WALDSCHMIDT Swing NATALIE WISDOM

ANDY KARL

MUSICAL NUMBERS 1. OVERTURE 10. ENTR’ACTE Orchestra Orchestra 2. THERE WILL BE SUN 11. PLAYING NANCY Company Nancy 3. DAY ONE 12. HOPE Phil & Company Phil & Company 4. DAY TWO 13. EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU Phil & Company Phil 5. DAY THREE 14. IF I HAD MY TIME AGAIN Phil & Company Rita, Phil & Company 6. STUCK 15. EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU (REPRISE) Phil & Healers Phil 7. NOBODY CARES 16. NIGHT WILL COME Gus, Ralph, Phil & Company Ned Ryerson 8. PHILANDERING 17. PHILANTHROPY Company Company 9. ONE DAY 18. PUNXSUTAWNEY ROCK Rita, Phil & Company Piano Teacher 19. SEEING YOU Phil, Rita & Company

BARRETT DOSS BIG ENOUGH TO SING ABOUT I’ve always loved a good comedy. Who doesn’t? But a good, smart exceptional composer and lyricist who could do complexity and comedy is even better. And a good smart comedy with the ability humour plus just the right amount of emotion. In other words, to move you to tears is, for me, the perfect combination. Hence the extraordinary Tim Minchin. I had previously worked with Tim my undying love of Danny Rubin’s story. I found on so I knew that he had an uncanny ability the 1993 movie laugh-out-loud funny and smart to the point to stare at a story and divine exactly where the songs should go of actual wisdom. And watching a person being given infinite and what they should be about. Like a pirate looking at a map second chances, until their eyes are finally opened to the simple and somehow knowing where the gold is. Or maybe more like a beauty of life, always made me cry. This is a romantic comedy wise fisherman who looks at the ocean and knows instinctively with surprising dimensions, and I guess that’s part of what made where to catch which fish. Anyway, he’s good. And the way he me think there could be a good musical adaptation to be written. systematically rebuilt Groundhog Day into a landscape of songs The ideas were big enough to sing about. But it would need an was a remarkable thing to behold. The four years that I spent with Tim and Danny, and Chris Nightingale (our Music Supervisor), developing this musical were filled with a lot of deep thinking and a lot of laughter. And as for the emotion that was poured into the writing and then into the stage production as a whole... well I hope it speaks for itself. Here is a piece of work that comes from the heart. In fact, from several hearts. On behalf of all of the many people involved, I hope you enjoy listening. Repeatedly. – MATTHEW WARCHUS

5 SYNOPSIS After the Overture, we begin before sunrise in Punxsutawney, As Act II begins (ENTR’ACTE) we are given a surprise moment PA, where Groundhog Day is officially commemorated every alone with local girl Nancy Taylor (Rebecca Faulkenberry), a February 2nd (THERE WILL BE SUN). Phil Connors (Andy Karl) – fling from one of Phil’s more lecherous rewinds of the day a veteran weatherman for a Pittsburgh TV station – makes the (PLAYING NANCY). Meanwhile, the monotony of Phil’s daily annual trek to Punxsutawney to see the groundhog reveal his rewind and his many futile attempts to win Rita have driven him annual “prediction” about the arrival of spring. As alone as he to the end of his rope. He does everything he can think of to end is jaded and sarcastic, Phil can barely conceal his contempt for it all (HOPE), but attempt after attempt to kill himself simply the assignment or for his crew, in particular the enthusiastic results in him awakening, back in his bed, without a scratch. Rita Hanson (Barrett Doss), an associate producer posted on her He turns once again to Rita, but this time simply as a friend, first remote broadcast to cover the groundhog festivities (DAY and tells her of his predicament (EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU). ONE). Once their work is done, a major snowstorm descends on Finding it understandably hard to believe, she nevertheless sees Punxsutawney. There is no way out of town so Phil is trapped an array of positives in such an unlikely scenario (IF I HAD MY there for the night. TIME AGAIN), and when they spend the whole day together Phil starts to learn how to see things differently (EVERYTHING ABOUT When he awakes the next morning, Phil gradually discovers he YOU (REPRISE)). is in a mysterious time warp: it is Groundhog Day all over again – in every maddening detail, just as it occurred the day before Phil’s daily encounter with an annoying old acquaintance, (DAY TWO). And Phil is the only one who knows it. Every time Ned Ryerson (John Sanders), suddenly takes a different turn he goes to bed, the cycle repeats itself. He encounters, again (NIGHT WILL COME), and he begins to understand Ned’s catch and again, the same cast of small-town characters and their phrase “You gotta love life.” Now everything shifts and Phil quirks, saying and doing the same things that infuriated him tries to use the hours in the day to help as many of the locals the day before (DAY THREE). He seeks help, or an explanation, as possible with random acts of kindness (PHILANTHROPY). from various local “experts” but to no avail (STUCK). Seeking Without realizing it, he becomes the sort of man that Rita could solace in a local dive bar, a sudden realization dawns on him… fall in love with, and when they meet up at the Groundhog Gala because every day resets to the start, it means there are no (PUNXSUTAWNEY ROCK), she astonishes him by bidding the consequences, no regrets, no hangovers. For the first time in contents of her purse for one dance together (SEEING YOU). Phil his life he is free (NOBODY CARES). He embarks on a hedonistic and Rita break through into tomorrow as the sun rises, at last, spree (PHILANDERING) which ultimately leads him back to the on February 3rd. one thing still out of reach, Rita Hanson (ONE DAY).

6 COMPANY OF GROUNDHOG DAY THERE WILL BE SUN ALL One bar, one store, one clock ELDERS But clouds will come and tides will turn One diner, one bank, one cop I was born And all I have to offer is… I mean, what’s not to like in a quaint little In a Punxsutawney dawn Tomorrow, spring will come, and then place like this? At sunrise on a sunless day There will be blue skies, my friend, Who doesn’t dig a crocheted pillowcase And I learned me a sayin’ Bright eyes and laughter like this? That folks ’round here always say: Tomorrow, there will be sun! Watercolors of bucolic vistas But if not tomorrow, TOWNSPEOPLE Painted by octogenarian spinsters, Perhaps the day aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh – You can curse And all of the people just getting together Cast spells or cry DAY ONE For relentless analysis of the weather Offer your prayers Their dumb superstitions and vacuous chat – CLOCK RADIO JINGLE I swear there was a pack of Xanax in this To the unfeeling sky Who is that? (who is that?!) The spring will arrive jacket Emerging from his burrow? You couldn’t pay me to stay here one more When the winter is done Who can see today what we won’t see And if it’s not tomorrow, night, until tomorrow? Swear that there is no check you could write Then tomorrow, or tomorrow… Shaman of the shadows! There will be sun that might Springer of the spring! Tempt me to stay and wake up in the Tomorrow, spring will come, and then Is it a squirrel?! Is it a beaver?! morning in – There will be blue skies, my friend, Kinda both, but not quite either! Bright eyes and laughter CLOCK RADIO RADIO DJS Tomorrow, there will be sun! Punxsutawney! Ba-da-bup... That’s right woodchuck chuckers, But if not tomorrow, It’s Groundhog Day! PHIL Perhaps the day after There’s nothing more depressing than FRED, DEBBIE PHIL Small Town U.S.A. Oh if I could, Lumpy bed, ugly curtains, And small don’t come much smaller than I’d will these clouds away my love Pointless erection Punxsutawney on Groundhog Day Dried flowers, damp towels, TOWNSPEOPLE MRS. LANCASTER & CHUBBY GUY No reception There’s nothing more Punxsutawney, I’d wave my hand, reveal the stars Small towns, tiny minds, depressing than Pennsylvania U.S.A! Big mouths, small ideas NANCY, DEPUTY & RALPH Small Town U.S.A. Shallow talk, deep snow, Oh if I could, And small don’t come Ahh–ahh-ahh-ahh Cold fronts, big rears I’d hold the tide at bay, my love much smaller than 8 PHIL TOWNSPEOPLE Jesus PHIL TOWNSPEOPLE Punxsutawney on Punxsutawney on I have been forecasting too many years Is a little town Groundhog Day! Groundhog Day! To be talking to hicks about magical With a heart as big beavers! PHIL as any town When I’m done, gonna call up the station I’ve not a bad word to say about There’s nothing more And tell them I’m through with this crap small towns per se, Depressing than As any small town in And never again will I wake in the They’re nice for an hour, Small Town U.S.A. the U.S.A. morning in... or at a stretch half a day And there is no town There is no town And they’re perfect for a stop-off TOWNSPEOPLE smaller than greater than on your way, Punxsutawney Punxsutawney Punxsutawney On your way to somewhere else… Is a little town with a heart On Groundhog... A heart as big Pretty much anywhere else as big as any town as any town And I’ve no qualm at all with your As any small town in the U.S.A. There’s nothing more small-town people, And there is no town greater than Depressing than As any small town I admire their balls, getting out Punxsutawney on Groundhog Day Small Town U.S.A. in the U.S.A. of bed at all There is no town And there is no PHIL smaller than town greater than To face another day in a Tomorrow I’ll wake and I’ll call up the shit-hole this small, Punxsutawney on Punxsutawney on station Punxsutawney on Punxsutawney on All haystacks and horses where And tell them I’m not coming back! there should be golf courses Punxsutawney on Punxsutawney on And never again will I wake in the Groundhog – And one bar, one store, one clock morning in – Just kill me now One diner, one bank, one cop Day! TOWNSPEOPLE How can they bear it, TOWNSPEOPLE Every morning I wake to the Who is that? (who is that?!) to live in a place like this? dawning of – Separate from the whole human Emerging from his burrow? race like this? PHIL Who can see today what we won’t One little store selling plaid shirts Never again will I wake in the see until tomorrow? TOWNSPEOPLE and rakes, and it’s morning in – Shaman of the shadows! Punxsutawney, Huntin’ and fishin’ and half-pounder PHIL & TOWNSPEOPLE Springer of the spring! Pennsylvania U.S.A! steaks and if Punxsutawney! Is it a squirrel?! Is it a beaver?! I have a hope of a better career than this, Kinda both, but not quite either! Ahh–ahh-ahh-ahh This is the last time I’m broadcasting here, All the meteorologists the world has ever known 9 Cannot match this little guy’s uncanny skill TOWNSPEOPLE TOWNSPEOPLE We can guess but we won’t know Ohhhhhh. Tomorrow, spring will come, and then If we should dress for sun or snow BUSTER There will be blue skies, my friend, Until we hear it from ol’ Punxsutawney Six more weeks of winter! Bright eyes and laughter Phil Tomorrow, there will be sun TOWNSPEOPLE BUSTER But if not tomorrow, Awwwwwww! Yaaaaaay! Perhaps the day aaaaaaaaaaaahhh – Every year for a hundred years All the meteorologists... etc. We’ve bent our heads and lent our ears RITA TOWNSPEOPLE DAY T WO To listen to his famed prognostication CLOCK RADIO February 2nd: Lucky for you, I speak with ease Who is that?... etc. Both Engerlish and Groundhog-ese! First remote broadcast, PHIL Please stand-by for imminent translation GHD in Punx, PA Unexpected weather, Tomorrow, Idiots! ELDERS Seems we’re staying Spring will come They’re playing yesterday’s tape This brown log contain-eth Here for another night, And then There’s nothing more depressing than One groundhog, the famous Which is kind of fine – There will be blue small... Phillip of Punxsutawney skies Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah, The gifted sniffer of future mornings It’s a sweet town and you’re so fired! TOWNSPEOPLE People are kind and My friend, God damned amateurs The finest specimen you will find The bartender’s kind There’s nothing more depressing than Of Rodentia: Sciuridae of hot Small towns… Tiny minds… Our own uncanny whistle-pig Hopefully, tomorrow Tomorrow, The ground-est hog that ever lived The roads will be cleared There will be sun I’ll tell Larry to take the 210 via Beyer and A hundred years and he is still And we can go home Keystone Lake The pride of Punxsutawney! Working with Phil Connors, And if not If we hurry I’ll be drinking decent coffee The prophet of PA! tomorrow, by nine, or even half past eight Prognosticatin’ Punxsutawney Phil! They all told me he would And never again will I wake in the Who is that... etc. be an asshole… morning in Puuuu – BUSTER And he is Perhaps the day CLOCK RADIO & TOWNSPEOPLE Punxsutawney Phil, seer of seers, aaaaaaaaaaaa – Punxsutawney! Ba-da-bup-bup-ba… prognosticator of prognosticators, has Luckily he’s funny-ish. PHIL declared in Groundhog-ese that he did Thinks he’s too good for this Suck my balls. I’m out! indeed see his shadow! 10 TOWNSPEOPLE First remote broadcast, HEALER Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania U.S.A! GHD in Punx, PA In alternative therapy Ahhh – Working with Phil Connors, PHIL They all told me he would be an asshole PHIL Ok Okay And he is I mean he acts kind of asshole-ish, still, HEALER One: I’m still sleeping and this – Took an online course for a week or two I’m just dreaming it I think he might be mentally ill PHIL Two: it’s a prank and everyone’s in on it TOWNSPEOPLE Maybe we should – Three: it’s a flashback from when Tomorrow, spring will come, and then I was twenty There will be blue skies, my friend, HEALER And ate magic mushrooms and thought Bright eyes and laughter I think we should begin with a nice bit I was Aquaman RITA TOWNSPEOPLE of Reiki Four: it’s some kind of reality show Unexpected weather Tomorrow PHIL About forecasters, bad bed and breakfasts, Seems we’re staying Reiki? and snow Here for another night There will be sun HEALER Five: I’ve had a stroke and lost my memory And if not tomorrow Unblock your Chi Of the year since last Groundhog Day Which is kind of fine – Come on Phil, wake up! Get it together! Perhaps the day PHIL It must be the weather! It must be the What’s Chi? aaaaaaaaaaaa– stress! HEALER I just need a moment, I just need a rest DAY THREE It’s doo be doo be tra la la CLOCK RADIO TOWNSPEOPLE It’s holistic therapy Who is that?... etc. Punxsutawney PHIL Is a little town with a heart as big as any TOWNSPEOPLE What does that mean? Punxsutawney! Ba-da-bup... town, HEALER As any small town in the U.S.A. Phil! Phil! Phil! Phil! Phil! Phil! Phil! Phil! Phil! Phil! Phil! Phil! PHIL! It’s energy. And there is no town greater than Vibrations and something magnets Punxsutawney on Groundhog! STUCK And doo-be-diddly-pom-pom-pom, Groundhog! Groundhog! HEALER Now piss! Who is that?... etc. I have a degree PHIL RITA PHIL What? February 2nd: That’s nice 11 HEALER PHIL This guy is clearly nuts, but he is desperate Piss! Soup? and he’s paying, PHIL NATUROPATH Statistically, he might as well be sitting I just – Made of rhino foreskin home and praying For all the good that I can do, HEALER PHIL I don’t have a frickin clue what I’m doing Piss into this I think I’ve lost my mind Though there are things that PHIL NATUROPATH we just don’t know, I just want – How about It doesn’t mean you shouldn’t give HEALER PHIL giving an answer a go I’ll analyze your isotopes I can’t seem to find my way out of... NATUROPATH And something, something, NATUROPATH Now open your buttocks a wee bit quantum, quantum An enema?! PHIL PHIL PHIL I’m not sure how this will help I’m stuck! I’m just – What? NATUROPATH & HEALER NATUROPATH NATUROPATH I just want to get to the bottom of it I think you’re allergic to gluten Would you like an enema? PHIL PHIL PHIL I’m stuck! I’m just stuck! Stuck! I’m... It’s like, Existentially, I’m – PSYCHIATRIC PHARMACOLOGIST I feel like I’m trapped in a loop, I have a PhD Like I’m unstuck in time NATUROPATH Essential oils PHIL NATUROPATH Finally Well I think cutting out gluten PHIL Essentially, I’m – PSYCHIATRIC PHARMACOLOGIST PHIL In psychiatric pharmacology, I’m... NATUROPATH Organic teas I specialize in mental illness – NATUROPATH PHIL Is the smartest solution PHIL Who needs enemas with friends like – ? Oh good PHIL PSYCHIATRIC PHARMACOLOGIST Fine NATUROPATH & HEALER I don’t even know if I believe what In cows NATUROPATH I’m saying, That or a diet of soup 12 PHIL he is desperate and he’s paying, ALL EXPERTS What? Statistically, he might as well be Well that oughta loosen you up PSYCHIATRIC PHARMACOLOGIST sitting home and praying PHIL We’ll treat your depression with a For all the good that I can do, I am stuck! EXPERTS course of Fluoxital I don’t have a frickin clue Fuck, ok – I don’t even know if I PHIL SCIENTOLOGIST One: I’m still sleeping and Believe what I’m saying, I’m not depressed In my medicine cupboard This I’m just dreaming it This guy is clearly nuts There’s a bunch of L. Ron Hubbard Two: it’s a prank and But he is deperate and PSYCHIATRIC PHARMACOLOGIST Everyone’s in on it He’s paying, statistically You’re not? AA GUY There are only twelve steps and Three: it’s a flashback He might as well be sitting PHIL they shouldn’t take long from when I was twenty Home and praying for all No And ate magic The good that I can do, NATUROPATH PSYCHIATRIC PHARMACOLOGIST mushrooms and We just need a sample of your Thought I was Aquaman I don’t have a frickin clue You must be delusional stool and your semen So take some Acepromazine and What I’m doing a couple of Clocapramine PRIEST Four: it’s some kind Though there are things And quietly I’d advise ya’ You have Satan within you, of reality show That we just don’t know, to try this tranquilizer we must exorcise your demons! Five: it’s amnesia It doesn’t mean you Although maybe you should just take half PHARMACOLOGIST shouldn’t Six: it’s a stroke Give giving an answer a go PHIL Take this pill! You just have to open your Okay SCIENTOLOGIST I think I am losing my... Mind PSYCHIATRIC PHARMACOLOGIST Read this book! PHIL That’ll be 500 bucks It says whole ones for cows, NATUROPATH What the f...?! PHIL Eat your vegetables uncooked! PRIEST I’m not a – HEALER A check is fine! PSYCHIATRIC PHARMACOLOGIST It’s your karma! PHIL And half for calves! NATUROPATH Fine ALL THREE It’s just toxins! EXPERTS I don’t even know if I believe PHARMACOLOGIST Karma! Toxins! Enema! Oxen! Jesus! Xenu! what I’m saying, It’s for constipated oxens! This guy is clearly nuts, but GUS & RALPH Alcohol! 13

COMPANY OF GROUNDHOG DAY NOBODY CARES I wake I can do or say! GUS With a headache, I got no voice, I got no vote, I got no way I wake up hungover, I go to bed smashed I take a piss, To change a goddamn thing! Like an alcoholic hamster on one of those I often miss, GUS little wheely things I often git a little bit on the floor I think that’s the pigs! Every evening, the same, I eat a piece of toast PHIL Every morning, the pain, That I found toasted Who gives a fig?! I start drinking at ten In the toaster And by noon I’m not feeling things Then I goes-ta ALL And nobody cares what I’m talking about Get my jacket by the rack by the back door Nobody cares what I do Nobody cares if I’m alive RALPH And then I get into my truck and drive Utterly uninfluential, Oh, shit, I just gone thrown up in my a block No regrets and no potential, mouth To Ralphie’s shop, it’s always shut I pick him up and drive us up Every turn inconsequential GUS To Running Rock and shoot some cans PHIL Swallow it, man, just swallow it And crack some cans and shoot the Fuck it, dude, let’s drive Your opinions or ya vomit – breeze about PHIL, GUS & RALPH TOWNSPEOPLE Either way, they don’t want it The weather or a sports team or a car… Nobody cares Nobody cares GUS RALPH And after that, the bar what I say what I say And I think I had What’s your Nobody cares... etc. Nobody cares (Nobody gives a point there point? about my life a flyin’ f–) But the point is, it What is your GUS, RALPH & PHIL don’t matter cos it’s I wake with a headache I take a piss ALL Pointless having Pointless having I often miss I often git a little bit on the Utterly un-instrumental, points anyway points anyway floor No insurance, no intent I sometimes try to clean the mess RALPH GUS & RALPH I makes from my mistakes, Well actually, I’ve got dental Cos But for whose sake am I making all this Nobody cares what I say effing effort for? GUS Nobody cares what I do I wake up each Ok, well that’s nice What’s the point of bothering TOWNSPEOPLE If no one else is bothered? ALL And I’m not sure what the point is I was born in this town Morning to the same damn day! But the point is, it don’t matter And I’m gonna die here too There seems to be jack shit that 16 Point is it don’t matter PHILANDERING Phillip of Punxsutawney! Cos – CLOCK RADIO Aaaaaaahhhhhhhh ALL Who is that? (who is that?) ONE DAY Emerging from, emerging from, Nobody cares what I do RITA emerging from Nobody cares if I’m alive I was brought up in taffeta dresses Emerging, -merging, -merging, -merging Utterly uninfluential, And taught to be pretty and precious -mer -mer -mer -mer No regrets and no potential, And spending my playtimes with plastic -mer -mer -mer -mer Every turn inconsequential princesses -mer -mer -mer -mer TOWNSPEOPLE Who all had these bodies! Just utterly -mer -mer -mer -mer And I’m not sure what the point is ludicrous But the point is, it don’t matter PHIL Minuscule waists and huge boobs and it’s Not sure what the point is Yeah. I can do whatever I want! All nipple-less and no pubes Point is it don’t matter, cos… TOWNSPEOPLE And no creases, PHIL, GUS & RALPH TOWNSPEOPLE Who is that? I mean, Jesus! Nobody cares Nobody cares Ba-dat da-doh... It’s pretty confusing, what I do what I do Who is that? Especially at six TOWNSPEOPLE Nobody cares (Nobody gives Emerging from his burrow? In that fairy tale world all the girls end up Nobody cares if I’m alive a flyin’ f–) Who can see? “happy ever after,” what I say Is it a beaver? Wooing their knights in shining armor (Nobody gives ALL Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania, U.S.A! But some nights down the track a flyin’ f–) Utterly uninfluential, No regrets and no potential, And there is no town greater than You can bet they’ll be trapped, Every turn inconsequential Punxsutawney on Groundhog... Spending nights in, shining armor While their knights spend their nights There is no town greater than PHIL at a bar Punxsutawney! Utterly repercussion-free! Or at a ball with some harlot, GUS Ba-dat da-doh... I’m not bitter, Though arguably, not for that tree! Punxsutawney! It’s just better that I don’t fall for all that RALPH It’s a little town Romantic bullshit now that I’m older I think I pooped my dungaree! With a heart as big as any town Although I don’t mind the thought of There is no town greater than being tossed over a shoulder ALL Punxsutawney on Groundhog... And trotted off to a mansion No consequence at all! Oooooooooo By some ruggedly handsome 17 Man in a fireman helmet So she’s left with this stupid Corvette RITA And have him just use me for sex! And an empty swimming pool ... and like hiking As I say, it’s a little complex which she fills with regret And baking and biking One day, some day, Smart girl, but kind of dumb I’m not picky, I just ask My prince may come… but it And I’d rather be lonely than That he likes me, and I like him doesn’t seem likely sit on my fanny And I’d rather be alone And even if he came and he liked me Waiting for my prince to come! If the only other option It’s likely he’d be One day, some day Is succumb and settle down Not quite my type He’ll come sweeping in and sweep me With some condescending clown Some day, they say off my feet With a great rating from some dating He’ll come riding up on the back of a horse And spend the next four decades wanting service, But, of course, I’m allergic to horses to cheat on me Some self-professing Mr. Perfect, How will I tell him? Getting less handsome Another narcissistic legend He’ll just have to sell him And fighting his dragons Made a million out of hedge funds, Another sexually ineffectual, I went to school with a girl, He’d know what to wear, he’d have Self-obsessing metrosexual I remember her well, a full head of hair, Pseudointellectual She was pretty smart And his eyes would be brown… or blue… Getting drunk and existential And pretty as hell, or green… well, I don’t care Every time the Steelers lose a game Her folks had a farm And his body would be toned, Thanks, but perhaps some other day But she wouldn’t stay of course, With those pecs like you get at the gym She wanted Prince Charming But he won’t spend all his time at the gym One day, some day, So she went to L.A. of course And he’ll love reading books, My prince may come Managed to seduce a He’ll be an excellent cook, But I won’t hold my breath Famous actor or producer, He’ll be good looking but not too aware There’s only divorcées and weirdos left Shacked up in a house in the hills of his looks, And weird is fine With a cat and a juicer, He’ll be tender but tough, But not all the time! And a fancy car and a tennis court, And smart but not smug One day, some day, But the guy wasn’t quite the catch And attentive but not fawning My prince will come, she thought she’d caught And he’ll smell good in the morning So the fairy tales said He treats her like trash and then – And he’ll dance... Thirty years later it’s still in my head you know the drill – PHIL That if I screw a frog, Takes his cat and his cash and This is a guy we’re talking about, right? I will wake in a four-poster bed finds some younger girl 18 PHIL JOELLE RALPH RITA PHIL There was a day There was a day One day I’ll stop drinking so much One day One day, with a girl, NANCY is not enough I remember it well, With a girl I’ll stop dating men who are Some day I’ve had enough! Her name was twenty years older I’ll wake in the arms I’m not enough! Janine… I’m not your Or JaneAnn… SHERIFF Of an actual man Fictional man, Or Joelle – It’s Joelle I’ll get a new safety clip for my holster, I’m just me! We drank piña coladas, It opens too quick… Who will love me I can’t be any more Watched the sun Watched the sun I’ll do it next week! for all that I am I am! setting over the bay setting over MRS. LANCASTER With all that he is! the bay One day, I’ll get a new coffee maker This is all that We made love We made love FRED there is! in the sand, in the sand, Some day, I will buy her a ring LARRY ALL And when When we were NED Ok, Phil, we’re on in One day! we were through through One day death will come to everyone! 5, 4, 3, 2 One day! We went back Back to my room Ok, Phil, we’re on in One day! to her room DORIS 5, 4, 3, 2 One day! And watched One day I’ll learn how to sing! Ok, Phil, we’re on in One day! Ghostbusters II, Ghostbusters II, RITA PHIL 5, 4, 3, 2 Smoked half a joint, Smoked half a joint These endless One day, LARRY And ate half a It was way first dates Twooooooooo – pound of pâté too much pâté Some day, That start with Why couldn’t that be my her hating me! PHIL One day?! My prince may come, Well whattaya know? It’s Groundhog Day CHUBBY MAN But it doesn’t It just doesn’t seem ALL One day, some day seem likely likely Tomorrow spring will come, and then I’ll cut down on fried chicken take-away That I’m gonna There will be blue skies, my friend, My doctor said one day my heart get her to like me Bright eyes will stop tickin’ Phil, you bought I brought you and laughter ELDERS Unless I cut down on that chicken me candy! candies! Tomorrow, there You can curse, I will do it, one day! Can I get in your will be sun… cast spells or cry panties now? 19 TOWNSPEOPLE ELDERS Offer your prayers to the unfeeling sky But if not tomorrow The spring will arrive when the winter is done And if it’s not tomorrow Perhaps the day Then tomorrow then aaaaaaaaaa – tomorrow Then tomorrow... etc. RITA One day! CLOCK RADIO Who is that? (who is that?) Emerging from his – PLAYING NANCY NANCY Well, here I am again, The pretty but naive one The perky-breasted, giggly one- night stand Is it my destiny to be A brief diversion? Just a detour on the journey of some man? I’m not really one for asking I’ll play whatever role I’m cast in Will smile with perfect teeth And grimace underneath I learnt back in my teens, There’s no point in protesting If you look good in tight jeans, REBECCA FAULKENBERRY That’s what they’ll want you dressed in 20 Once you’re known for low-cut tops, HOPE And yet you stay sane, It’s pretty hard to stop PHIL And through the pain, It isn’t easy to break free There will be mornings you’ll be utterly The frozen pane of glass, you strain to cast Of playing Nancy defeated by your laces Your gaze upon the path you have to tread, I don’t really remember Days when every look looks condescending, And in your head, that leaden dread: I guess I chose to be here Empty smiles in empty faces The fucking roads have all been trod I wasn’t quite aware that The same old places And there’s no way and there’s no God I was put here to be stared at This stunning stasis And, God, oh God, this goddamn weather But this world I chose to live in Just let your spirit slip away Will last forever Is mostly run by men, Let all your troubles crumble and decay TOWNSPEOPLE So you take what you are given There’s more than one way out if – But you must never never never... at the end of the day – Just to feel the love again PHIL You’re at the end of your rope So throughout the endless week Never give up hope! And all through the weekend, Never give up hope Never let the odds overwhelm you! You will find me here Never let yourself be defeated When the game gets hard, Playing Nancy If you tried it once, you can Don’t throw in your cards And look, I know this person fits me, Try again A new day will follow A new day will follow TOWNSPEOPLE I’m pretty good at being pretty TOWNSPEOPLE There’s always Never give And I’m grateful – I mean to say – There’s always tomorrow There are worse roles you could play tomorrow up hope And I’d rather be up dancing Never listen to the PHIL Than sat against the wall unbelievers I’ve done everything I can, I’ve done my It’s better to be leered at You’ll take your falls best and I – Than not desired at all You’ll hit your walls I tried so hard to find a way out of this Who am I to dream of better? Don’t give into sorrow There’s always mess but I – To dream that one day tomorrow But I’m so tired I swear to you I’ve tried I will be An everlasting farcical disaster, And sometimes I just wanna give up, You play your part, you march the march, Something more than just collateral Just give up and stay here and live You don’t complain In someone else’s battle, But I know there’s no point in denying You find your way, I will be That I will keep trying Another day Something more than Nancy I’m a lot of things, but I’m not a quitter! Surrounded by a cast of half-wit bastards, I’ll never give up, never give up, Grinning masks amidst the grey 21 never give up, never give up And you like films, but as a rule you think IF I HAD MY TIME Never give up, never give up, they should be ten minutes shorter AGAIN never give up, never give up… etc. And when you were nineteen RITA TOWNSPEOPLE you kissed a girl… Some times Never give up hope! And didn’t particularly like it It’s like I’m stumbling forward, PHIL & TOWNSPEOPLE RITA Hustled forward, Never give up hope Phil, you could be talking about almost Jostled from behind by time Never let yourself be defeated anyone. And some times It’s like I’m being dragged, yet You try it once, you try it again! PHIL Always lagging, A new day will follow! And you love the thighs of perfectly Trying to keep in time with time TOWNSPEOPLE roasted chicken But if I could stop the clock for just one Never give up hope RITA day... Never listen to the unbelievers Who doesn’t? If I could freeze a moment for a moment, If it isn’t today have a little faith PHIL There’s always tomorrow A rest before the measure’s over And you slept with the light on Hold the beat for just one day... Never give up hope… until you were twelve Never give up hope… etc. If I could wind it back and start afresh, Because you thought Jesus was going to Just a day to catch my breath, PHIL appear from the dark To make mistakes and set them right, Hold on to your faith And get angry with you for not helping Delay the coming of the night You’ll find another way your mom with her mom If I had my time again After acid and gas and guns and razors Or walking your dog, who you named I would do it all the same, they say, and rope Stephen, because... But that’s insane! You may wanna live, but Well, actually you never did tell me why Wouldn’t you want to make a couple of Baby don’t give up Apart from that… changes? Hope I know everything about you Regrets? I’d not even have a few I know everything – EVERYTHING If I could do this thing that you say you ABOUT YOU can do PHIL I always dreamt of learning how to You like boats, but you dance don’t like deep water And you’re afraid of clowns, and the end of the world 22 RITA PHIL RITA PHIL RITA PHIL Some days I go out If I had my time again, If I had my time without pants I would do it all the same, again! It’s so exciting! they claim, The things I’d I’ve slept with ninety But that’s ridiculous! handle better, A new beginning Surely you’d wanna make a I would send my Percent of women couple o’ fixes unsent letters Every morning! All those boxes left unchecked, I have started In Punxsutawney All the dreams you left neglected, seven hundred To have the time You’d go back and put it right fights to strive for more I’ve always fancied If I had my And if you knew Between eighteen learning how to climb time again the endless nights and eighty-four… I once masturbated That I have wasted And one dude when seven times getting wasted, I was bored I’d study math Contemplating If I had my time again In the bath different ways to I’d take the path less And search for meaning suicide trodden, In one evening I would write and And I have tried Avoid the crap I trod in, And I’d run up hills! I would ride Read a lot of books It wasn’t fun, Every food and I’ve stolen eighteen but still every drink and million bucks And learn to paint every And I would worry And I would Cheat and every less about my looks A man my age Just to know I can It’s nice to know I can choice a And I guess I’d It’s nice to know I can! thousand times do it again Bring joy to other And I daily eat TOWNSPEOPLE And I would be people’s lives about a dozen If I had my time again! If I had my time again! a lot more zen donuts When I’d sample all the samples, And I don’t And I would punch Look at things from know why a lot of men different angles, And I would I I would not do it all the same learn piano If I had my time again Have my time again If I had my time again… Why?

23 RITA The Wind in the Willows And I would make a lot of friends And when you smile, you get this little If I had my time… crease on your nose ALL And I know that you think that I’m shallow Oh! If had my time again! But if you knew just how deep my shallowness goes RITA PHIL You’d be shocked I’d open all And I opened all And your toes go numb cos you wear the doors the doors inappropriate socks I never looked You never looked I know everything... behind before behind before And oh, the things And I, NIGHT WILL COME I’d taste, NED RYERSON The things I’d try! On and on and on you stumble on I find the thing with Towards the evening sun these revolving She waits for you with open arms rides, You stare right through her And the misery I On and on, you fall towards her could prevent Cold embrace in shadowed doorway They’re only fun Offers nothing, still she draws you ’cause you know Ever to her they’re gonna end On and on and on you stumble on And I would make Towards the sinking sun a lot of friends Turn a blind eye, fight or run If I had my Rest assured, the night will come time again! I have had it, I have had On and on, you grasp and guess my time again And search for patterns in the mess Of what has been and what is left EVERYTHING ABOUT To yet endure YOU (REPRISE) The jester shrugs and plays his part PHIL The fearful see only dark And you like Voltaire and The pious with their hope-filled hearts JOHN SANDERS Sing Hallelujah On and on and on you stumble on TOWNSPEOPLE SEEING YOU Towards the cooling sun Punxsutawney is a little town PHIL Turn a blind eye, fight or run With a heart as big as any town! Drove out of town Rest assured, the night will come Punxsutawney is a little town Took a right onto a northbound highway All the love and all the gold With a heart as big as any town in the Was it really only yesterday? U.S.A.! All you’ve built and all you’ve sold If I had known what now I know And there is no town greater than All the power you may hold Maybe I would have taken a moment Punxsutawney on Groundhog You won’t evade her Maybe looked over my shoulder Groundhog Groundhog! All the steel, all the bricks Maybe shed a tear… All the math and magic tricks DORIS Now I’m here Groundhog, Groundhog, Groundhog All the carrots, all the sticks A storm blew in, Groundhog Will not dissuade her Overwhelmed me some Day! On and on and on you stumble on time late this morning Towards the fading sun TOWNSPEOPLE Think I ignored the warnings Groundhog Day! Turn a blind eye, fight or run I’ve spent a lifetime seeking signs Rest assured, the night will come PUNXSUTAWNEY Reading lines Rest assured, the night will come ROCK Trying to forecast the future PIANO TEACHER Always staying a day ahead As for that, the rest is just a test of your Well that was the idea… endurance Who is that (who is that?) You gotta love life, Emerging from his burrow I thought I’d seen it all, You gotta love life, Who can see today what we won’t Was sure by now I knew this place You gotta love life… See until tomorrow I swear that I knew every hair, Shaman of the shadows Each line upon your face PHILANTHROPY Springer of the spring I thought the only way RITA Is it a squirrel? Is it a beaver? To better days February 2nd: Kind of both but not quite either! Was through tomorrow First remote broadcast We can guess but we don’t know But I know now that I know… GHD in Punx, PA If we should dress for sun or snow I know now that I know… It’s a small town and people are kind and... Until we’ve heard from old Phil Nothing Working with Phil Connors... Old Punxsutawney Phil! But I’m here and I’m fine And I’m seeing you for the first time I’m all right 25 RITA PHIL RITA, FRED & DEBBIE PHIL That I’m here If I’m seeing you I thought the only The only way to And I’m fine For the first time way to better days better days And I’m seeing you I thought I’d I thought I’d Was through Was through For the first time seen it all before seen it all before tomorrow tomorrow I’m all right I thought I knew I thought I knew ALL And I’m seeing you everything everything But I know now that I know – There was to know There was to know Yes, I know now that I know… About men like you And I was sure that

ANDY KARL & BARRETT DOSS ORCHESTRA GROUNDHOG DAY THE MUSICAL Music Supervisor: Chris Nightingale Producers: Whistle Pig Limited, Columbia Live Stage, The Dodgers with Michael Watt Music Director / Conductor: David Holcenberg Directed by Matthew Warchus Associate Conductors: Michael Gacetta, Andy Grobengieser General Managers: Bespoke Theatricals/Devin Keudell and David Roth Violin, Acoustic Guitar: Olivier Manchon Company Manager: Kate Egan Cello, Acoustic Guitar: Clara Kennedy Assistant Company Manager: Susan Cody Piccolo, Flute, Alto Sax, Baritone Sax: Deborah Avery Production Stage Manager: David Lober Clarinet, Bass Clarinet, Tenor Sax: Greg Thymius Stage Managers: Michael Krug, Melissa Spengler Trumpet, Flugelhorn: Brian Pareschi FOR BROADWAY RECORDS Trumpet, Cornet: Scott Wendholt Producers: Van Dean, Stephanie Rosenberg Tenor, Bass Trombones, Euphonium: James Rogers Executive Producers: Tony Heyes, Mia Moravis Piano, Keyboards: Michael Gacetta, David Holcenberg President: Van Dean Lead Guitars, Acoustic and Electric: Eric B. Davis Package Designer/Project Manager: Robbie Rozelle Acoustic and Electric Bass: Brian Hamm Executive Assistant/Marketing Associate: Tori Hartshorn Drums and Cajon: Howard Joines Intern: Britt Pearson Legal: Andrew Farber Esq. Book by Danny Rubin Press Representative: Polk & Co. Music and Lyrics by Tim Minchin Album Produced by Chris Nightingale, Michael Croiter and Tim Minchin FOR SONY MASTERWORKS Assistant Album Producer: Laurie Perkins VP, Masterworks Broadway: Scott Farthing Arranged by Chris Nightingale A&R Operations: Lynn Lendway Music Technology: Phij Adams Product Development: Jennifer Liebeskind New York Music Copyist: Emily Grishman Music Preparation / Photography: Joan Marcus Emily Grishman, Adriana Grace and Katherine Edmonds Special Thanks to Sarah Minchin, Andy Grobengeiser, Michelle Lotherington, Annabel Music Coordinator: Howard Joines Bolton, Simon Baker, Orfeh, Tim Sage, Larry Taube, Adrian Bryan-Brown, Jackie Published by Copyright Control Green, Michelle Farabaugh, Shelly Bunge, Tim Ahlering, Angela Strohbeck, John Recorded by Andy Manganello at Avatar Studios, New York, NY Buzzetti, George Lane, Caroline Chiggnell, Stefan Schick, Debbie White and to all at Mixed by Doug Derryberry at Yellow Sound Lab, New York, NY theatre. Assistant Engineers: Nate Odden, Luke Klingensmith Editors: Michael Croiter, Matthias Winter Mastered by Michael Fossenkemper at Turtle Tone Mastering, New York, NY Production Manager: Jill Dell’Abate

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