Todd: [Spoken]
Signore Pirelli, I am Mr. Sweeney Todd, and I have serviced
no kings, yet I'll wager I can shave a cheek and pull a
tooth with ten times more dexterity than any street
mountebank! You see these razors? I lay them against five
pounds you are no match for me.

Pirelli: [Spoken]
You hear zis foolish man? Watch and see how he will
regret his folly.

Todd: [Spoken]
Will Beadle Bamford be the judge?

Beadle: [Spoken]
Glad, as always, to oblige my friends and neighbors.

Pirelli: [Spoken]
Ready.

Todd: [Spoken]
Ready.

Pirelli:
To shave-a da face,
To pull-a da toot',
Require da grace
And not-a da [bad word] 
For if-a you slip,
You nick-a da skin,
You clip-a da chin,
You rip-a da lip a bit
And dat's-a da [bad word] !

To shave-a da face
Or even a part,
Widout it-a smart
Require da heart.
It take-a da art.
I show you a chart
I study-a starting in my yout'!

To cut-a da hair,
To trim-a da bear,
To make-a da bristle
Clean like a whistle.
Dis is from early infancy
Da talent give to me
By God!

It take-a da skill,
It take-a da brains,
It take-a da will
To take-a da pains,
It take-a da pace,
It take-a da grace--

Beadle: [Spoken]
The winner is Todd.