I Couldn't Be Happier | Wicked: For Good

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Goodness for you, Glinda, and handsome swain, Prince Fierro,
newly appointed captain of the Gale Force,
assembled by the wizard himself to capture the Wicked Witch.
Tell us, captain, how does it feel?
It's frustrating, but I became captain to find her,
and I will keep on searching until I do.
No, being engaged.
We're engaged.
Surprise?
Yes.
Good, we hoped you'd be.
The wizard and I.
We couldn't be happier, right, dear?
Couldn't be happier.
But we've got a fairy tale plot, our very own.
Couldn't be happy.
Happy to share our ending vicariously with all of you.
Don't look handsomer.
I couldn't feel humbler.
We couldn't be happier.
Because happy is what happens when all...
I've striven to ensure that all of us knows the story of your braverism.
In the face of the terrifying Wicked Witch of the West.
I hear she has an extra eye that always remains awake.
I fear that she can shed her skin as easily as a snake.
I hear some rebel animals are giving her food and shelter.
I hear her soul is so unclean, pure water can melt her.
Melt her, please, somebody go and melt her.
People are so empty-headed, they'll believe anything.
If you'll excuse us, just a clock tick.
Come with me, dears.
People are watching.
They can't just stand there grinning, pretending to go along with all this.
Hearing them say those awful things about her, I hate it.
Then what are we doing here?
Let's go.
Let's go, let's just get out of here.
I can't, I can't, when there are people looking to me to raise their spirits.
You can't leave, because you can't resist this.
That's the truth.
But maybe I can't, because I'm so cold.
I mean, who could?
We know who could.
We both know who could and who has.
And I have to find her, because if someone else gets there first...
I'm worried for her, too.
I miss her.
Can't you see she doesn't want to be found?
You've got to face it.
She's made her choice.
If it makes you happy, of course I might.
It'll make you happy, too, right?
No, no, I'm always happy.
Pierrot, thanks plenty, dearest.
He's gone to fetch me a refreshment.
He's so thoughtful that way.
That's why I couldn't be happier.
No, I couldn't be happier.
Only this little, the tiniest bit.
Unlike I anticipated.
But I couldn't be happier.
Simply couldn't be happier.
Cause getting your dreams is strange.
But it seems a little well implicated.
There's a kind of a sort of.
There's a couple of things that get lost.
There are bridges you cross you didn't know.
Doesn't thrill like you think it will.
Still with this perfect finale.
The cheers and the ballyhoo.
Because happy isn't true, isn't it?
Happy is what I'm saying.
She couldn't be luckier.
We couldn't be luckier.
Today.
