Billy Budd: Blow her away, Blow her to Hilo (Red Whiskers/Chorus/Billy/Donald/Dansker)
Billy Budd: Pull, my bantams! Pull, my sparrow-legs!...Who did that? (First Mate et al)
Billy Budd: We're off to Samoa (Donald/Chorus/Red Whiskers/Billy/Donald/Dansker)
Billy Budd: Starry Vere we call him (Donald/Billy/Chorus/Red Whiskers/Dansker/Bosun)
In This Blue Room: Part II - The Sleeves
Billy Budd: What's that? What's those whistles? (Billy/Donald/Claggart/First Mate/Second Mate/Bosun)
In This Blue Room: Part I - Dull your senses
In This Blue Room: Part III - Looking Over the Wall
In This Blue Room: Part II - You are perplexed by sadness
Billy Budd: Christ! The poor chap, The poor little runt! (Billy/Dansker/Red Whiskers/Donald)
In This Blue Room: Part III - Like lost beads/Watermelon eyes
In This Blue Room: Part III - Strata