The contest

Todd:
Signore Pirelli, I am Mr.Sweeney Todd and I have serviced no kings,
Yet I'll wadger I can shave a cheek and pull and tooth
with ten times more dexterity than any street mounterbank! You see these Razors?
I lay them against five ounds you are no match for me.

Pirelli:
You hear this foolish man? Watch and see how he will regret his folly.

Todd:
will Beadle Bamford be the judge?

Beadle:
Gladly, as always, to oblige my friends and neighbors.

Pirelli:
REady?

Todd:
Ready.

Pirelli:
To shave-a da face,
to pull-a da toot,
Require da grace
and not-a da brute
For if you slip and nick-a da skin,
you clip-a da chin
You rip-a da lip a bit
And dats-a da trut!

To shave-a da face
or even a part
Widout it-a smart
require da heart
it takes-a da art
I show you a chrt
I study-a starting in my yout!

To cut-a da hair
To trim-a da beard
To make-a da bristle
Clean as a whistle
dis is from early infancy
Da talent give to me
By God--------

It take-a da skill
It take-a da brians
It take-a da will
It take-a da Pains
It take-a da pace
It take-a da grace------

Beadle:
The winner is Todd

Pirelli:
Sir, I bow to a skill far defter than my own


Beadle:
Mr.Todd. Strange, sir, but it seems your face is know to me

Mrs.Lovett:
Him? thats a laugh,
him being me uncles cousin and arrived from Birmingham only yesterday.

Todd:
And yet already I have heard Beadle Bramford spoken of with great respect

Beadle:
Well, sir, I try my best for my neighbors. In fleet street? Above your Pie shop, ma'am?

Mrs.Lovett:
That's it, sir

Beadle:
THen Mr. Todd, you shall surely see me there before the week is out.

Todd:
You will be welcome, Beadle Bramford, and I guarantee to give you,
without a pennys charge, the closest shave you will evet know.