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Movie: Chess: London
Unknown Artists - Quartet / a Model of Decorum


(::MOLOKOV::)
We wish, no must, make our disgust
at this abuse perfectly clear.
We're here for chess -- are the U.S.?
If so, why foul the
atmosphere?

(::FLORENCE::)
I must protest -- our delegation has a host of valid points to
raise,
Our player's sporting attitude's beyond all praise,
as any neutral would attest
But we concede the fact his masters bend the rules is not
a player's fault --
We'll overlook their crude political assault
and under protest will proceed

(::MOLOKOV::)
We wish, no must, make our disgust
at this abuse perfectly clear
we're here for chess -- are the U.S.?
How can you make such a
claim?

(::MOLOKOV::)

If your man's so sweet
Then why his fighting talk?
If he's not a cheat
Then why on earth
Did he go take a walk?

(::ARBITER::)

Point 17
No one-way screen
Will be allowed
In the hall

(::MOLOKOV::)
Why let him loose?
He'll soon reduce
This great event
To a brawl

It's very sad
To see the ancient and
Distinguished game
That used to be

(::FLORENCE::)

I am not surprised
He wanted fresher air
Once he realized
There was no hope
Of your lot playing fair
How sad
To see
What used
To be

(::BOTH::)
A model of decorum and tranquillity
Become like any other sport
A battleground for rival ideologies
To slug it out with glee

(::THE RUSSIAN::)
Through the elegant yelling
disgust
Of this compelling dispute
clear
Comes the ghastly suspicion
are the U.S.?
My opposition's a fruit
atmosphere?

(::MOLOKOV::)
We wish, no must, make our

At this abuse perfectly

We're here for chess --

If so, why foul the

(::FLORENCE::)

I don't suppose
You'd understand the strain and pressure
getting where he's got
For then you'd simply call him
highly strung and not
Imply that he was one of those

(::ARBITER::)

Point 23
The board will be
Made in Sweden
Non-aligned wood

(::THE RUSSIAN::)
But how can you
Work for one who
waiting here
Treats you like dirt?
Pay must be good
is our

(::MOLOKOV::)
It seems to us
There's little point in

all night for his return
And since a peaceful match

sole concern

(::FLORENCE::)

I'm not getting rich
My only interest
Is in something which
Gives me the chance
Of working with the best

(::MOLOKOV::)
We won't make an official fuss

In short we rise
Above your guy's
Tantrums, dramas,
Dirty tricks

(::THE RUSSIAN::)

I can only say
I hope your dream comes true
Till that far-off day
I hope you cope
With helping number two.

(::ARBITER::)

Point 31
No game begun
By noon goes on
After six

(::THE RUSSIAN And FLORENCE::)
How sad
To see

(::ARBITER And MOLOKOV::)
It's very sad to see
The ancient and distinguished game that used to be

(::ALL::)
A model of decorum and tranquillity
Become like any other sport
A battleground for rival ideologies
To slug it out with glee


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