The Count of Monte Cristo: The Musical~ A Story Told Lyrics

A Story Told

from The Count of Monte Cristo: The Musical

Lyrics by Jack Murphy

MONDEGO:

We are friends, are we not?

DANGLARS:

And our interests are the same

VILLEFORT:

We collaborate

DANGLARS:

And trust in fate

Parcel out the blame

MONDEGO:

There are ends we’ve all got that can justify the means

DANGLARS:

We negotiate

VILLEFORT:

Then fabricate the facts behind the scenes

MONDEGO:

Keeping all the details vague and secrets hidden

DANGLARS:

Safe from the balanced sheet of those you trust*

Because history is a story told by the winners of the fight

You imply a little

MONDEGO:

Lie a little

Testifying

VILLEFORT:

Try a little

MONDEGO AND VILLEFORT:

Sailor

MONDEGO:

Who’s gonna question what goes on in the middle of the night?

Not a tinker

DANGLARS:

Not a tailor

MONDEGO

Not his father or Mercedes

VILLEFORT

Or a jailer

MONDEGO:

So we all are agreed

Let’s be vigilant and wise

DANGLARS

We must all pretend our naïve friend was caught in his own lies

For our plan to succeed

we must share but one belief

Edmond Dantes stays and ends his days inside the Chateau d’If

MONDEGO:

Where the softest things he’ll touch are stones and darkness

Deep in a craggy isle and dungeon’s keep

VILLEFORT:

Because history’s a story told by the men who make the laws

DANGLARS:

We supply a little lie

MONDEGO:

To help the gullible to buy a little fable

VILLEFORT:

What will become of the righteous men who fashioned Dantes’ flaws?

DANGLARS:

The rich

VILLEFORT

And well respected

DANGLARS:

Are no more to be rejected at our table

MONDEGO:

I’ll be a comfort in her time of grief and anguish

I’ll be Mercedes’ ever faithful acolyte

Every night

VILLEFORT:

And part of me wishes Dantes didn’t have to languish

But I can see it’s him or me**

DANGLARS:

Let him sit there and rot until he’s forgot

MONDEGO

Let him rot!

THREE TOGETHER:

History’s a story told by the people who survive

VILLEFORT:

Let me sign and then initial

DANGLARS:

It’s the truth if it’s officially the story

MONDEGO:

What if the cost is one young man so three more men can survive?

VILLEFORT:

He’s a price we have to pay

MONDEGO:

So live and fight another day for love and glory

DANGLARS:

He was standing in the way

A threat to justice in Marseille

VILLEFORT:

So goes the story!

MONDEGO:

Stick to the story!

THREE TOGETHER:

Here ends the story!

*I’m pretty sure these lyrics are correct, but there’s also a chance that I messed up one or two words

**It sounds much more like Mondego is singing here

DCP Work, Work, and More Work

The title says it all. The majority of my time in Florida was spent working, which was what I signed up for, so I was completely okay with it. In fact, I rather enjoyed it. On a regular basis, I was friends with Mickey, Minnie, Donald, Daisy, Lilo, Stitch, and Piglet. I also got to be friends with Meeko, Marie (from the Aristocats), Scrooge McDuck, and Dopey on special occasions. My favorites were Piglet, Minnie, and Donald. They were the most fun friends.

For the first month or so, I worked typical eight hour days. I would also get six-hour night shifts on occasion. Moving into July, I started getting scheduled mostly morning shifts. At first, these morning shifts were brutal because I would have to wake up around 4:30 to 5:00 a.m. to get to work on time. But, as time went on, I got used to them because soon it was all I was getting. Usually my morning shifts would be six and a half hours, but many times I would get shifts that started in the early morning but lasted until the afternoon and these were anywhere from ten to twelve and a half hours long. As a character performer that was able to do so many characters I got decent overtime.

The thing I enjoyed most about my job was the hugs. I am a very “huggy” person, and I am surrounded by people who don’t really like hugs (even my roommates were this way), so being able to go to work every day and know I would get at least one hug (I would always get many more than that) was great! The little kids were so amazing too. I’ve always had a special way with children, maybe it comes from growing up in a big family, I don’t know, but I have a special affinity for them. Even when the kids couldn’t see what my face looked like, I still felt like I could really connect with them. I got many pictures and gifts from them, and I kept every single one.

There weren’t many times that I felt like “ugh, I don’t want to go to work,” because I loved my job so much, and I count myself fortunate to have been accepted into the job that I was.

DCP Training

I also won’t spoil anything by this post, and as well as the Traditions post, this will be rather short.

So, I trained alongside Mickey, Minnie, and Donald. Our training was only four days, and due to unforeseeable circumstances, my training group only had about two and a half days of training. I was really glad about that though. Although training really helped me become comfortable with what I was going to be doing for the next seven months, I felt myself stifled by and nervous around the trainers (some of them were new and weren’t too good). I was glad when training was over, so that I could actually be comfortable with what I was doing. After the four days of training were over, I was scheduled for a shift the very next day. I was both nervous and excited about that.

DCP Traditions

This post will be short and sweet because I’m not going to spoil anything about Traditions, but I’m also not going to sugarcoat anything.

Before I my arrival date, I, like so many others, looked up blogs and vlogs about various people’s experiences while on the program and all of them said Traditions was one of the best things about the program. I’m here to tell you the truth: IT’S NOT! And if it is one of the highlights of your program, well then, your program must have sucked. To me, Traditions was incredibly boring. Even the “surprises” they had for us weren’t very cool, or they weren’t things that I thought were cool. I went into Traditions expecting it to be one of the best things ever, and needless to say, I was disappointed. I met some cool people, though, so that’s a plus.

DCP Check-In and First Few Days

So, obviously I didn’t keep up with my blog while I was on the program, so I’m going to tell about my experience now, almost a month after I said my farewell to the Disney College Program.

My father, mother, brother, grandmother, and I all started on our way to Florida on May 24th (once my dad found out that I had made it into the college program he scheduled a vacation). We drove for fourteen hours and arrived on Saturday at Disney’s BoardWalk. I stayed for about a day and a half there, went to EPCOT and Hollywood Studios with my family, and then woke up at 7:15 a.m. on Monday, May 27th and proceeded to check-in. Check-in was from 8-10 a.m., and I got there at about 8:45-9:00 a.m. There were quite a few people there, but the lines weren’t really long and it went by really quickly. First, we showed them our onboarding pass (which was from the DORMS site where you choose preferences and roommates, though I came to find out that only certain arrival dates were given this privilege), then we found out what apartment complex we were in and who are roommates were. I got a three bedroom apartment in Chatham Square (which was my first choice), and I found all my roommates on Facebook, so we were all put together.

I met one of my roommates after I had checked in and it was a bit awkward since she was talking to other people she had become acquainted with on Facebook (I didn’t know them). At check-in they gave us lots of information, like where we would be working, what time we were supposed to board the bus to go to casting, and what time we were supposed to go to the mandatory housing meeting. I went to casting around one or two p.m. and there we had to show them our ids, get fingerprinted, and just give them general information about ourselves. After that my parents drove me back to my apartment (I had already moved my stuff in, I was the first one to do so) and I met all but one of my roommates. Coincidentally, the roommate I did not meet was the one I would be sharing a room with. All of us, before coming, determined online who we would be best suited to share rooms with. At first, I was really nervous to be meeting my roommates because I didn’t have friends at that point, and I was scared that I would never become friends with them. Thankfully, I was wrong. From the minute I walked through the door, there was no awkwardness between us. I had previously lived in a college dorm, and for the first few weeks of living in the dorm, unless you actually know the person you’re rooming with, it’s always awkward (sometimes its awkward for the whole year). But, with these roommates nothing was awkward. Normally, I have reservations about dressing and undressing in front of anyone, but I could do that with them and I was never embarrassed. I would walk around the house with hairy legs and wearing shorts (something I’ve only ever done in front of my immediate family), and both they and I were perfectly comfortable with it. Now, enough about me feeling at ease with them, on with the rest of my story.

I soon met the girl I would be sharing a room with, and even though at first I thought we wouldn’t be close friends, we quickly bonded. The next day was one of my roommates’ birthdays (we’ll call her Barbie). A couple of days later, which was our free day before “Traditions” the other roommates and I decided to take her to Downtown Disney in celebration. It was her 21st birthday, but since not all of us were 21 yet, we couldn’t do anything crazy, but she partied with other friends later that night. We all split the cost of her meal at T-Rex (she ordered a Filet Mignon and an alcoholic beverage, so even though we split it, our bills were still very expensive). We had fun, took some pictures, then headed home.

So, that was my first few days living in Florida. Rather uneventful, but fun nonetheless.