The Sleeping - Beauty
The Sleeping - Beauty
The Sleeping - Beauty
Act 1
1 SFX: Recorded speech Horace: Well another show and probably another bunch
of clueless folks who wandered in by mistake! Eddie: Well, maybe we can clue them
in – like TURN OFF YOUR Cell phones – NOW! Horace: And no flash
photography or video taping or we throw you out! Eddie: Applaud and cheer for me!
Horace: No just for me! Eddie: Sit back, relax, laugh and clap especially for the
singers and dancers. They worked really hard. Horace: Unlike us! Eddie: Curtain
Up!
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Steward: all right, all right…So long ago, there lived a very wicked and evil
witch. The wickedest of wickeds and the evilest of evil. She smelled like a dirty
old sock and she looked like…
Scarealot: OK, wise guy! Are you done?
Steward: Well I was going to do a bit of a comedy routine – you know tell a few
jokes...
Scarealot: Get outta here or when I finish with you, your “smile” will be upside
down! (Steward stomps off)
SONG:
Hubble Bubble Toil and Trouble, All we witches say
Mixing up a potion in our witchy way.
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Flora: ‘Tis I, darling, your gorgeous sister. (To audience.) Just so as there is
no misunderstanding, I am the Good Fairy Queen. She’s – well – what can I say?
Poor soul, no dress sense. Doesn’t get out much, you see. (To Scarealot.) Do be
quiet, All that hissing doesn’t impress me one little bit. I’ve been shopping for
the party tonight. Want to see my goodies, darling?
Scarealot: Party? What party? (Turns to witches.) Is it on my calendar?
(Witches reluctantly shake heads no.)
Scarealot: What?? I’m not invited? What party?
Flora: The Christening party for the baby Princess Beauty. Everyone who’s
anyone will be there – Lady GaGa, Cardi B, Beyonce...
Scarealot: But not me!. Oh, they will pay. I’ll be there, invitation or not…
Flora: You should come, darling, it’ll do you good to get out and mix with
some royals for a change, rather than these… ahh these … never mind. You
might want to get a fresh hairdo. Although it might take a rake to tame that rat’s
nest.. Ta Ta.(Exits)
SPOTS: Off
LFX: Eerie lighting to see the witches
Witch 5: Who does she think she is anyway? She couldn't even think what to call
us?
Witch 2: I always like despicable or maybe disgusting....
Witch 3: Wickedly, wicked is what I want to be...
Witch 4: Gorgeously gross is my pick.
Scarealot: Enough! They'll be swarming to the castle like obedient little peasants –
to the wittle, wittle baby taking their presents.
Witch 2: Ohh they'll have loud obnoxious music...
Witch 5: Can we go, can we go, please?
Scarealot: We weren't invited. Why was I not invited?
Witch 4: Mailman too scared to deliver your invite?
Witch 3: Told you to get an iphone, snail mail is sooo retro.
Witch 5: Stop – the question is can we go to the party??? It's been ages since we
crashed a party.
Scarealot: Well, you mud wallowing toads – Am I not the funniest? Prettiest? most
interesting person? you would ever want to meet? (Pause.) Careful....
Witch 4: Uhh, you are a brouhaha waiting to happen....
Scarealot: I’ll be there to have my say and put a curse upon their baby girl, A
curse so cruel, their toes will curl. Come, dearies and bring the pot. One taste of
this –she'll die on the spot!
(Scarealot exits cackling loudly and witches gleefully follow.)
6 SFX: 1G scene change 1
LFX: Blackout
Scene 1.2 - Royal Palace (Thrones CS. Ladies, Katy, Kitty, Crimson, Crystal,
Squires, Steward On Stage)
LFX: Full stage lights
7 SFX: 1H Trumpet sound
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Steward: His Royal Majesty, King Bumble the 19th.
King: (enters) Oh my, looks like an awful lot of party crashers! Who let you in?
Bought a ticket did you say? Well, we are low on cash so I guess we will have to
let you stay. Pardonnez-moi, Steward but did you say King Bumble the 19th?
Steward: Yes, your Majesty.
King: Funny! I thought I was the 18th.
Steward: No, your Majesty, definitely not. That was your father.
King: Are you sure?
Steward: What, that he was the 18th or that he was your father?
King: That he was...Wait a minute, what are you suggesting?
Steward: Me, your Majesty? Nothing, your Majesty.
King: So the 19th then. A King needs to know who he is, doesn’t he? Just
think, what if I tell Beauty that when she grows up she will be King Bumble the
19th when that’s me all the time – she’ll be very confused.
Steward: She won’t be the only one. Your Majesty, I don’t think the Princess
Beauty can be king – she’s a girl.
King: I know she’s a girl, idiot. Otherwise we’d have called her handsome.
Steward: No, your Majesty, I mean girls cannot be kings – only boys.
King: What are you saying – girls can only be boys? You’re not making any
sense. At times, you seem close to an idiot.
Steward: In that case, your Majesty, I shall move.
8 SFX: 1H Trumpet sound (enter the Queen)
Steward: Her Royal Majesty, Queen Bea.
King: I know who she is, thank you!
SPOTS on Dancers
9 SFX: Our Royal Queen Bea
Bow low, here she comes our,
Roy-al Queen Bea.
She’s what we've been wai-ting for.
Na-ture ne-ver fash-ioned a flow-er so rare.
No rose can com-pare-
Be you re-spec-ta-ble, No jeers de-tec-ta-ble.
Cheer her for her glor-y,
Dia-monds and pearls,
Daz-zling je-wels by the score.
This is what Queen-ly can be.
Beau-ty ce-les-tial the best yul a-gree.
Hail to you our ver-y own
Di-a-dem of beau – ti- ful
wel – come her, Our roy-al Queen Bea.
SPOTS OFF
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Queen: Behave yourself, Bumble. The Steward’s doing her job – introducing
me to all these lovely people. Hello, to you all. No, don’t get up –well, not this
time anyway. So, how are you? Having a good day? Well, you can’t be, or
you’d be out doing something much more fun instead of stuck here listening to this
nonsense. Well? How are we?
King: Er. Yes, thank you, very well. Kind of you to ask.
Queen: No, you fool. I mean - well, how do I look?
King: Ah. Er… Um…
Queen: Is that it? What sort of answer is that? I come out here, looking
stunning – taken me hours to look like this – and all you can say is “Ah. Er…
Um”. It’s not right, is it girls? I don’t know why we bother. Come on, then,
what do you think?
King: Er… very nice?
Queen: Very nice. AND?
King: Your… Er… Hair looks nice, dear … Oh, and that’s a lovely new
dress … oh, and you’ve had a face lift –oh yes, I can see it now, the chin tuck,
pulling that bit up behind your ears – very nice, dear. Makes you look ten years
younger.
Queen: Face lift! How dare you? As if I need a face lift! I don’t need a face
lift do I?
Steward: Your Majesty, to me you are perfect in every detail.
Queen: See, that’s how to treat a lady. That's the right thing to say.
King: Anyway, my dear, I’m getting very worried about the Steward. She’s
been trying to tell me that our daughter is a boy.
Queen: Oh no, I don’t think so. I know a boy when I see one. There are
certain… differences. Do you remember that time when we ran off to Cuckoo
Beach for the weekend – just the two of us…
King: Yes, yes. How can I forget? Steward, isn’t it time to start the
christening? (Crystal and Crimson run off)
Steward: Indeed, your Majesty. Bring in the Royal baby. Bring in the Princess
Beauty.
(Crystal and Crimson enter with the Baby . Court and Squires crowd round)
Queen: Get back, get back. Give a girl some space! This is my baby. Bet that
surprised you! Surprised the mid-wife, I can tell you! There’s more to you than
meets the eye, she said. Out with you all. NO party until the Good fairies arrive.
Steward – go see if they are here yet. Tell them to hustle and bustle right in.
Never on time those fairies.
(Crystal and Crimson sneak whoopee cushion and hide on Queen's throne and sneak
off. Steward, Court and Squires exit. Queen puts the baby into the pram and goes
and sits on her throne. )
10 SFX: Whoopee cushion
Queen: Not again. They have done it again. I know it was that Crimson and
Crystal. If they spent half as much time learning court manners instead of playing
jester pranks... I should just...
King: Now now Queenie...
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Queen: Now, you did send out invitations to all the fairies?
King: Yes, dear, as you told me. Invite all the fairies, you said – so I did.
Why?
Queen: Oh...Don’t you remember anything? You know there’s this silly old
family superstition that if just one single fairy isn’t invited to the christening she’ll
put a curse on the whole family. Not that I believe it, of course – load of old
mumbo-jumbo, if you ask me. But you’re sure you did invite them all?
King: Wellllllll, my dearest I did invite lots of fairies. We have so many you know.
I get them all bumbled up.
Queen: Well check your list and check it twice. Not to find out who is naughty and
nice but do make sure all the Fairies were invited. Or I’ll give you something to
think about! (Queen bops King on head with rolled up parchment)
11 SFX: Head boink
(Enter Steward with Fairies)
Steward: Your Majesties, the Fairy Queen and her enchanting elfin entourage.
(Steward exits)
12 SFX: Flora intro
Flora: Hello, darlings. Sorry if I’m a little late.
Queen: We are so pleased you could make it. I know how busy you are, what
with shopping and your hectic social calendar!
Flora: Right, where’s the little monster… er, Princess, I mean? ... Oh,
how… cute. My, how ugly. She looks just like you.
King: And the other end looks just like me.
Flora: Mmm. I think I prefer the other end.
(Enter Steward)
Steward: Your Majesties, there is an old hag here – no, don’t say it – who wishes
to give her blessing to the baby.
Queen: Well, show her in, show her in. (Steward exits) Any baby who
looks like my husband needs all the blessings she can get. Get on with your magic
wishes. It’s almost time for my beauty sleep.
King: And you mustn’t miss your beauty sleep dear, please.
Queen: Call the Court! The court is now in session! Come, come the Good Fairies
are here. (Court ladies, Crystal, Crimson and Squires hustle back on stage) Now
my good fairies, your gifts please,
Flora: Each of us may bless with a single gift. No more, no less. Let us begin
ladies...
Blossom: Her nature will be kind, trying to help all those she finds.
Queen: Butting in where she isn’t invited you say?
Bluebell: Every sound she makes will sound so swell, like the tinkling of a
magical bell.
Queen: A silver tongued devil she will be and part many from their gold? Oh
goodie.
Buttercup: On our Beauty grace I do bestow. Nimble in action and so light on her
toes.
King: As long as she isn’t light fingered and a bumble in action!
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Petal: Her beauty will flourish as she grows, so rare and true as that of a
rose..
Queen: A thorn in my side? Hopefully not.
Clover: The golden rule will be her way, a golden touch she will display.
Queen: Oh good, the golden rule. Those who have the gold, make the rules!
Violet: Her singing will scare away your woes, and delight..oops, I mean chase
away your woes. Fiddlesticks, I never get that quite right.
Flora: Well, her name is A -ROAR – A. What were you thinking?
King: Em… just to clarify things – set my wife’s mind at rest, this is all the
fairies, right? There aren’t any more of you, are there?
Flora: What? Oh yes sweetie. This is all of us. Well, there is my sister,
Scarealot, I suppose, but she’s not really a fairy any more.
Queen: Your sister? Not really a fairy? What do you mean? Is she or isn’t
she?
Flora: Well, hard to say. You see, she got kicked out of fairy finishing school
– no good at spelling. Spells – spelling – get it? Get it????Must be your nap
time. Anyway she never got her wings, so officially she isn’t. But unofficially…
her name is in the school register so… could go either way.
13 SFX: Scarealot and song
LFX: Flashing lights
Scarealot and witches enter.
SPOT on Scarealot
SPOT OFF
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Scarealot: Go either way – is that what you said? You’ll think again - when you
wake up DEAD!
Flora: Oh darling, don’t be so tiresome. You really should relax more. Try a
spa – I can recommend Angelic Spa and Gardens for a soothing massage
but ...they might not let you in....
Scarealot: You don’t invite me to the Christening. Your reasons are? – I’m
listening. They’d best be good or I’ll be cross, And you’ll feel the wrath of
Scarealot.
Queen: We did invite you, didn't we Bumble?
Scarealot and witches: No you didn't.
King and Queen: Yes we did
Scarealot and witches: No you didn't.
King and Queen: Yes we did
Scarealot and witches: No you didn't. Did they?
Queen: Yes we did, didn't we Bumble?
King: Well… I… er… I…
Queen: I told you to invite ALL the fairies – so it’s your fault. Now she’ll put
a curse on the whole family. Idiot… idiot.
Scarealot: SHUT UP you two. And listen you fools. Bats in the belfry and
weasels from hell, This child shall not escape my evil spell
L: FX flashing
14 SFX 1P: Scarealot
King: Evil smell? What evil smell?
Queen: Spell she said. Spell. Idiot!
King: Er… I… D… I… O… T
Queen: Yes - IDIOT
Flora: All right, sister, let’s cut to the chase. Tell us. What’s this spell?
Scarealot: In eighteen years, I’ll return to tell. Ha ha ha. Until that time, fret, go
grey! My secret is safe until that day. This curse will fester in your brain
In eighteen years, we’ll meet again. Ha ha ha (Witches exit )
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Queen: Wrinkles? More Wrinkles! What do you mean, more wrinkles?
(pretend fight)
Flora: Excuse Me! … Nothing I can do, sweeties. If I knew what spell she’s
going to use, well… possibly. Look, why don’t you give me a ring a ding in
eighteen years? Now I really must be off – there’s a sale on – I saw this gorgeous
little number in the window – it’s so me. Toodle-oo. (Fairies exit)
Queen: How did she get that part? She’s useless. But I’ve got more important
things to do. Steward, summon the Royal Hairdresser. I need to get my roots
done. Grey indeed! Bring the baby! (exits)
King: Eh? Baby? What baby? Oh, that one! Yes dear. Coming, dear.
(exits, Steward gestures for Crimson and Crystal to get pram and exits. Crystal
and Crimson enter)
SPOTS on girls
Crimson: I don't see her. She's probably gone to yell at the cook.
Crystal: Well we did sneak a lot of pepper into her eggs this morning.
Crimson: I thought her head might explode with all those loud AHCHOO's! Ha
Ha Ha.
Crystal: If only she would AHCHOO so loud it would blow her to the next
kingdom!
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Both: She's a no fun Queen, you see
Crimson: Stead a laughin – like a clown
Crystal: Stead of smilin – just a frown
Both: She's a no fun Queen!
(End of song they dash off with baby and pram)
SPOTS OFF
LFX: Lights fade Swirling lighting FX
SPOT: on Steward
Steward: Presto...it is eighteen years later – Beauty’s eighteenth birthday.
Beauty is a beautiful young woman although a bit sassy and vain. An “all about
me” girl. The rest of the cast doesn’t look a day older. Funny that – or is it magic?
I guess the make-up ladies are taking another coffee break... (exits)
SPOT OFF
L: Lights up
(Beauty, Ladies enter.)
Lady 1: Isn’t this a lovely day?
Beauty: Oh, yes it's MY birthday, today is all about me!
Lady 2: Every day is about you Princess....
Lady 3: The royal suitors are to seek your hand in marriage.
Lady 4: You’ll marry one of them – then maybe you’ll leave and move away
Beauty: What fun, all the men admiring me. Admiring my beauty and wanting
to make me their future Queen!
Lady 1: Yes, the lucky man will be get lots more than he bargained for...
Beauty: What do you mean?
Lady 2: Ahh, she means you aren't just beautiful...
Beauty: That's right! I am kind, eloquent - and helpful
SPOTS on BEAUTY
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I am Beauty, And so pretty,
So beautiful, witty and bright!
And I pity all the girls who want my White Knight.
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Horace: Hello.
Eddie: Who are you talking to?
Horace: Those people out there.
Eddie: Who are they?
Horace: The audience.
Eddie: Audience? Listen, the only audience you said we would have is with
the King. What are they doing here?
Horace: They’re the audience. They’ve come to see the show.
Eddie: Well, why didn’t you say? So, you’ve come to see us – well, me.
What taste! What class! I’ll be signing autographs later – if you can wait that
long. Let me introduce myself – I am Prince Eddie of Edgewater and I am going
to marry the Princess Beauty. Lucky girl. This is my brother, Horace. He just
thinks he’s going to marry the Princess.
Horace: Prince Horace of Holly Hill, if you don’t mind and what makes you
think she’ll want to marry you? I mean – look at us both. Clearly anyone would
prefer me, right?
Eddie: Well, I am better looking and the eldest and what I say goes.
Horace: Oh yeah? You and whose army?
Eddie: Yeah?
Horace: Yeah?
Eddie: Yeah!
Horace: Yeah?
Eddie: Yeah, well. So where is the palace? When do we get to see this
Princess that you think you’re gonna marry, eh? Don’t know, do you?
Horace: Well, I must admit I’m not too sure where we are exactly. I’ll ask
them.
Eddie: Well, you haven’t got any friends to phone, have you?
Horace: Do you know where we are? What’s the name of this place?
Eddie: Where? What?... Never heard of it. Here look, we’ll ask this poor
fellow.
(Enter Prince Braveheart with horse.)
Prince: Hello, gentlemen. Are you on your way to the Palace?
Horace: Well, yes, as a matter of fact, we are.
Eddie: Well, we were but smarty pants here got us lost.
Prince: Look, why don’t we keep each other company.
Horace: What’s your business at the Palace, then?
Prince: I’m going to press my suit for the hand of the Princess.
Eddie: Well, your suit certainly does need pressing. Ha ha ha.
Horace: I was just going to say that. You’re always stealing my best lines.
Eddie: No I’m not!
Horace: Yes, you are!
Eddie: No I’m not!
Horace: Yes, you are!
Prince: Come on, you two. Break it up
Eddie: Don’t you push me!
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Horace: I’ll push you if I want to.
Eddie: Oh, no you won’t!
Horace: Oh yes I will
Prince: Fellas, fellas
Eddie: Anyway, you won’t stand a chance with the Princess, dressed like
that…
Prince: I assume you‘re both going to the Palace in the hope of winning the
Princess’s hand.
Horace: Well, I am going to marry her because I am the richest Prince in the
entire land. You may have heard of me – I am Prince Horace of Holly Hill.
Eddie: And I am Prince Eddie of Edgewater the richest Prince in the entire
world and I am going to marry her.
Horace: I am the richest Prince in all of the entire galaxy.
Eddie: Well, I am the richest Prince in all of the entire universe and then
some.
Horace: What do you mean – and then some? You can’t have an entire
universe and then some! The universe is the universe! There isn’t any more!
Eddie: There is if I say there is!
Horace: Just because you’re older than me, doesn’t mean you get to be right
about everything.
Eddie: What are you going to do about it?
Horace: I know, we can have a duel.
Eddie: Duel ? with what? I choose a sword and you can use a dagger!
Horace: Well I want guns! You have a pistol and I 'll have shot gun.
Eddie: No, I know – you have a bow and arrow and I'll use a harpoon!
Prince: Don’t you two ever stop arguing?
Horace: } No.
Eddie: } Yes.
Horace: } Yes.
Eddie: } No.
Prince: Well, I’m off to the Palace. Coming with?
Horace: I'll lead the way.
Eddie: No, I'll lead the way!
Prince: I didn't think either of you knew the way? C'mon Silver to the Palace
we go.(They exit)
20 SFX: horse neigh
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Prince 1: Good, you'll fall off a side of the earth and there will be one less
contestant!
Squire 1 : Excuse me, but the earth is round.
Prince 3: Ha Ha Ha – and how do we all stay on the big ball. Ehh?
Prince 2: With super glue no doubt! Round – what a dumb idea.
Prince 1: I am sure it will be some kind of tournament. You always see that in
movies.
Squire 2: That should be worth a laugh.
Squire 3: We could probably best you in a sword fight!
Prince 2: Only Knights are allowed a sword
Squire 2: Well hand me yours and I will shine it for you. (does so) Ever had a
good look at a silly goose?
Prince 2: No, why?
Squire 2: Well see the shiny sword? you are looking at the silliest goose ever!
HA HA HA
Prince 2: How dare you! This calls for a duel.
Prince 3: But she is a “women”. Women can't fight.
Squire 3: Oh yes we can.
Princes: Oh no you can't
Squires: Yes we can
Princes: No you can't
Squires: Yes we can
Princes: No you can't
Squires: Yes we can
Prince 2: STOP! Enough. I have an idea – we will do some weapons training!
Prince 1: Right - and you can be our squires!
Squire 3: You're on!
Squire 1: Let's see you “heroes” in action.
Prince 1: Let's see, I remember shields were the most important thing to
remember. But what?
Squire 1: To stay behind them maybe?
Prince 2: Okay, everyone hold up your sword and your shield.
Prince 3: And try to gain the upper hand
Prince 3 waffles between fighting Prince 1 or Prince 2. Squires look on in disdain.)
Prince 2: No, no no you witless knights.
(Princes are lined up by the Squires)
21 SFX: sword fight
Prince 1: Ow! That hurt!
Prince 2: I don't want to play any more.
Squire 3: What time is the King expecting you?
Squire 1: You don't want to be late – that won't impress the Queen very much.
Prince 1: Right, on our way then.
Prince 3: To the castle we go and may the best man win! (Princes exit)
Squire 3: The poor Princess - having to pick one of them.
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Squire 2: Maybe a dark horse will show up and save the day.(they all exit with
armour chest)(Enter Fairies)
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Lady 1: So, going to do as Mummy and Daddy want this time?
Lady 2: That would be a first.
Beauty: Well, I wouldn't go that far. Real happiness is when a girl marries for
love and then finds out he has money!
(enter Kitty and Katy)
Kitty: Hello Princess, your father’s looking for you. The suitors have all
arrived but he doesn’t want you seeing them yet.
Beauty: Why not?
Katy: Well, he says he’s got to interview them first – make sure they’re
suitable.
Kitty: I think it’s just to find out how rich they are. He doesn’t want you to
pick out one without any money or some low life from Flagler!.
Beauty: I’m sure my father only has my best interests at heart.
Kitty: But what say does he have? It's the Queen you need to worry about.
The Queen was in her counting house but there was no money to count!
Katy: Money isn't everything, it can't buy happiness.
Kitty: It might not buy happiness, but it sure means you can be miserable in
comfort!
Beauty: Money, money, money, you sound like Mummy. I want to be happy
today and meet my Prince who will adore me.
Kitty: (taking her off-stage) I think we should be going – now! Or the Queen
will have our heads.
(Beauty, Kitty and Katy exit) ( Steward enters)
Lady 3: Well, I think it’s a disgrace. The Princess should be allowed to choose
her own husband.
Steward: It’s no good blaming me. I don’t make the rules.
SPOTS
24 SFX: We're Not a Happy Lot (Ladies)
We are not a happy lot
Consider yourself in hot water with us.
Our feelings are pretty strong.
It's clear we just won't get along.
Consider yourself well in.
Consider yourself and the part you must play.
We have come along to say
We care, In love and war all is fair.
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We are not a happy lot
We will make a mighty fuss
For after some consideration we are hot
Beauty picks her own
That's a must!
SPOTS OFF
King: (enters) Pardonnez-moi, but what’s all this noise about? Someone
won the lottery?
Steward: We were discussing the forthcoming marriage, your Majesty.
King: Marriage? Someone getting married, are they? Oh good! That
reminds me of a joke I heard the other night. What’s the difference between
marriage and the lottery? In the lottery, at least you have chance! Ha ha. Don’t
tell my wife I said that, will you?
Lady 1: We were saying, your Majesty, that the Princess should be allowed to
choose her own husband, that’s all. Seems only fair.
King: Does it? Well, listen, I’m the King around here and whatever the
Queen says, goes! OK? Besides, we’re broke. There’s no money left in the
Royal Treasury and if my daughter doesn’t marry a very rich prince, then you all
of you are out of a job.
Lady 2: Ah, well, that’s different. Why didn’t you say?
King: Right, well off with you. Go see what Beauty needs. (Ladies exit)
King: Trouble-makers and upstarts, every one of them. I blame you for this.
You ought to keep them under control. That’s what you’re paid for.
Steward: I do my best, your Majesty but they don’t like me. They’ve never liked
me. Nobody likes me. People seem to take an instant dislike to me.
King: Well, saves time later, I suppose. Now, let’s get this marriage business
sorted out.
Steward: Yes, your Majesty. How are you today, by the way? How’s the pain
in your neck?
King: She’s gone out shopping, thank heavens.
Queen: (enters with Crystal and Crimson with lots of shopping bags loaded)
You two – take those away and hang them very carefully in my wardrobe. And no
funny business this time. If I find my sleeves sewn shut again ..
Crystal and Crimson: No M'aam
Queen: Or the leg of any of my bloomers glued shut...
Crystal and Crimson: No M'aam
Queen: Or my boot laces tied together
Crystal and Crimson: No M'aam
Queen: I mean it. Away with you. (They exit) Have I missed anything? Have you
started yet?
King: Just about to, dear. Gone shopping have you?
Queen: No, I’ve been to the dentist
King: Ahh – took the tooth, the whole tooth and nothing but the tooth! No
new cavities I hope.
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Queen: No, but he told me I need a new crown! Ha ha ha.
(Horace and Eddie enter.)
Horace: Your Majesty.
Eddie: Your other Majesty.
King: Who are you? Who are they?
Steward: Your Majesties, may I present Prince Portly of Port Orange and his
brother Prince Folly of Holly Hill. They are suitors for the hand of the Princess.
Queen: That’s all very well but what are they doing here? They should waiting
in the scullery with all the others.
King: Quite right! Clear off!
Steward: Don’t be too hasty, your Majesties. These are the richest Princes in the
entire land – if not the Universe –and a bit more.
King: The richest? Well, why didn’t you say so? Lovely to see you, isn’t it,
dear?
Queen: Oh yes! Darling, darling boys.
Horace: Your Majesties, may I say what a pleasure it is to see you both.
Eddie: Your Majesties, be assured, it is more of a pleasure for me than it is for
him.
Horace: There you go again – always trying to get one up on me.
Eddie: Yeah? And what are you going to do about it, eh?
Steward: Gentlemen, gentlemen, no squabbling in front of their Majesties,
please.
King: Come here, my boys, and tell me what it’s like to be rich. I do so like
talking to rich people – I always hope some of it rubs off.
( Prince Braveheart enters)
Prince: Your Majesties.
Queen: Ooh, another one!
Prince: I am Prince Braveheart.
King: Is he rich as well?
Steward: No, your Majesty.
Prince: No, I’m not rich but I’m strong and brave… and handsome.
Queen: Mmmmmm, so you are.
King: Throw him out. And while you’re at it, get rid of all the others as
well. We’ll be busy for some time. (The Royal Party exit)
Steward: Guards! Guards!
Prince: But this isn’t fair! How come they’re allowed in and I’m not?
Steward: A small matter of money. They’re rich and you’re not.
(Enter Guards)
Prince: Just let me see the King and plead my case. I appeal to you.
Steward: No, you don’t. Take him outside the city gates and don’t let him back
in.
Prince: You know, I don’t think I like you.
Steward: Nobody else does – why should you be any different? Take him away.
(Guards and Prince exit. Enter Lady 3 and 4)
Lady 3: What’s all that about then?
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Steward: Some penniless Prince being thrown out.
Lady 4: So, it’s true is it? The Princess is not being allowed to choose who she
marries – unless he’s rich.
Steward: Listen, unless she marries a rich man, we’re all done for! The King is
flat broke – short of the old moolah! Understand? So this afternoon, a rich
prince will be chosen and this evening, she will marry him. Clear?
Lady 3: And you go along with that, do you? You’re not very nice, are you?
Lady 4: Not very nice at all. I don’t like you as a friend any more. (They exit)
Steward: Hmm! That must mean she was my friend once. Well, that’s cheered
me up any way…(exits)
(King and Queen enter with bickering Princes)
Queen: Now, boys, you must stop arguing about your riches. I’m sure you’ve
both got more than enough to share with your futures in-law. Not that we’re
grasping and avaricious, you understand, are we, dear?
King: Us? Good heavens, no! What ever that is, no, no, if you say so my
dear..
Queen: So, we must decide which of you two very rich boys is to marry our
daughter.
Eddie: Me, me.
Horace: No, me.
Eddie: No, me – I said it first.
Horace: You did not.
Eddie: Did so!
Queen: Boys, behave yourselves! Now, what do you say?
Eddie: Sorry.
Horace: Sorry.
King: That’s better. Listen, everybody seems to think that this should be
Beauty’s decision – who she’s going to marry - why don’t we let her decide?
Queen: Good idea. And as she’s only got these two to choose from, we can’t
lose. We’re so clever!
Eddie: Your Majesty – or may I call you Dad? –there is one thing. We did
hear talk of a curse put on the Princess when she was a baby.
Horace: Yes, I heard that as well – Mum.
Queen: Stuff and nonsense. That’s just some silly story. Anyway it was so
long ago, we’ve forgotten all about it, haven’t we, dear?
King: Forgotten all about what? Ha ha ha. See, all forgotten,
Eddie: Oh good, it’s just that we heard that the curse would be revealed on her
eighteenth birthday…
Horace: … which is today
LFX: Sinister – lights dim and flash
25 SFX : dramatic entrance
Queen: Oo-er… is it getting dark? Haven’t you paid the electric bill again?
King: Some silly birthday prank, I expect… what’s that awful smell?
26 SFX: Scarealot
SPOT with dark gel on Scarealot
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Queen: Who are you?
King: I told you not to invite your mother.
Scarealot: Remember me? I’m back, so smile and pretend
You’re pleased to see me or you’ll offend. (to witches)
Take those two princely nincompoops away
While I make scary and ruin this eighteenth birthday. (witches chase Eddie and
Horace OS)
SPOT OFF
Queen: Aaah! It’s that witch thing from the Christening.
King: You sure it’s not your mother? Looks awfully like her.
Scarealot: After much deep thought, I finally found the spell I sought.
This is my curse. Her fate she will seal, when she pricks her finger on a
spinning wheel. Ha ha ha.
Queen: Is that all? Is that the best you can come up with after eighteen years?
King: A prick you say? That only hurts a tiny bit until a pretty lass kisses the
boo boo away!
Queen: Pretty lass? What pretty lass might that be? How many times have I
told you no touching the help. (comedy slap on both cheeks)
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King: No! Take them outside and make them into a bonfire – we’ll… er…
Have a celebration bonfire for the wedding this evening. Am I brilliant or what?
Steward: The spinning wheels. All the spinning wheels.
Queen: Yes, all the spinning wheels. Go on, get on with it.
Steward: But all the spinning wheels? What’s the point?
King: Aha – that’s just it – the point! The needle! The sharp bit!
Queen: We are so clever it hurts. No spinning wheels, no injured fingers…
King: … and we all live happily ever after.
Flora: Hello, darlings. Not too late am I? It is today, isn’t it? Beauty’s
birthday? Only I lost my iphone – all my addresses, appointments, phone
numbers, everything, darling. My whole life is in turmoil!
Queen: Oh dear, what a shame.
King: Yes, you are late. And “yes”, today is Beauty’s birthday.
Flora: Well, in all fairness, darling, I did say to ring me. I’ve been waiting for
your call for eighteen years – I mean, a girl can’t wait forever, you know.
Queen: Well, we don’t need you now, so you can go back to wherever you
come from.
King: You see, that witch has been here already and put this silly curse on
Beauty, but we’ve been a bit too clever for her, haven’t we, dear?
Queen: Oh yes. You have to get up early in the morning to get one over on us.
Well, we can’t stand round here chatting. We’ve got a wedding to
arrange. Come along, my dear.
King: Coming, my little dumpling. Let’s go and find that Horace and – the
other one.
Queen: Eddie. He’s called Eddie. You know, I rather like him.
(Steward, King and Queen exit arm in arm, chatting)
Flora: Oh dear. I don’t seem to have been a very good Good Fairy so far, do
I? I’m not setting a very good example, am I? I think I’ll wait around and see
what happens – just in case. And in the mean time I might get a manicure….
30 SFX: scene change 4
Scene 1.10: Forest (Enter Prince Braveheart and Guards)
Prince: Well, that didn’t go too well, did it? And I never got to see the
Princess. If I can’t get back into the Palace, I might just as well go home. Perhaps
those other two princes were right – she only wants to marry a rich man. I’m
wasting my time here.
( Kitty enters) .
Kitty: There you are. I’m glad I caught you.
Prince: What? Who are you? What do you want?
Kitty: I saw you at the Palace, waiting to be presented to the Princess.
Prince: Yes I was, but I’ve given up on that now. She only wants to marry a
rich prince, which I certainly am not.
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Kitty: That’s what her parents want. I know she won’t be happy with either
of the two princes her parents have chosen.
Prince: That’s all very well, but I can’t get back in – there are guards at all the
gates.
Kitty: Don’t you worry. I know a secret way in. You stay here. I’ll make
sure the way is clear.
(Kitty exits)
Prince: Maybe today won’t be wasted after all.
Katy: Oh, Princess, we shouldn’t be here. You should be getting ready for
the wedding.
Beauty: Why do I have to choose between those two? Horace is dull and stupid
and Eddie is stupid and dull. What happened to all the others?
Katy: Your father sent them away. Look, Kitty will know what to do.
Beauty: Yes, but she’s not here, is she? It's almost time for the party and
wedding. Whatever am I to do?
Katy: Oh Princess, don't despair!.
Prince: Princess? Princess? Excuse me, but is your mistress the Princess
Beauty?
Katy: Yes, she is. Let me introduce you to her. ..My mistress, the Princess
Beauty.
LFX: light fade dreamy quality ( The Prince and Beauty meet in the centre as
lights fade, leaving the pair in a soft coloured light)
SPOTS on Beauty and Prince (soft gel)
31 SFX: someday my prince
(dance steps)
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I am fearless and dashing
and so polite too
I promise I’ll love you
And be so true blue.
I’ll always adore you
I won’t be a tease
Oh please – go for me
SPOTS OFF
(Ladies exit and Kitty enters )
Kitty: Good, you’re still here. Come on, I’ve found a way into the Palace.
Prince: I’ve seen her, Kitty, I’ve seen her!
Kitty: The Princess?
Prince: We’ve got to find a way to stop this wedding. We must! She’s
beautiful… she’s wonderful.
Kitty: Well, stop talking and follow me.
(They exit. )
LFX: Blackout
Scene 1.11- The Princess’ Bedchamber (Canopied bed and spinning wheel )
(Enter Horace and Eddie, rather timidly)
Horace: I don’t think we should be in here.
(Enter Steward)
Steward: What are you doing in here? This is the Princess’ bed chambers.
Horace: We’re hiding from that horrible woman.
Steward: You mustn’t talk about the Queen like that – even if it is true.
Eddie: No, not her. That witch!
Steward: Witch? Which witch? What are you talking about? Look, as long as
you’re here, you can help. I’m collecting all the spinning wheels in the Palace.
The King wants them all burned.
Horace: Why? What’s the point?
Steward: We’ve already done that joke. Just pick that one up and we’ll be on
our way. So, which one of you is going to marry the Princess?
L: Lighting FX – all freeze and Scarealot enters)
SPOTS – red on Scarealot and witches
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Witch 2: She’ll prick her finger ,And when she does,
Witch 4: well, she won’t linger. (Witches exit)
35 SFX: Scarealot
SPOTS OFF
LFX: lights revert to normal
Horace: Well, me of course. I’m going to marry the princess.
Eddie: Yeah? Says who?
Steward: Boys, boys, there’s no time for this. Go and collect the rest of these
infernal spinning wheels. Now get along. (Horace and Eddie exit)
Steward: Don’t know why they’re arguing, do you? If the Queen decides that
Beauty is going to marry Eddie, that’s what will happen.
(Steward exits enter King, Queen and Beauty)
Queen: Listen, my girl. If I decide that you’re going to marry Eddie, that is
what will happen.
King: What about Horace? I quite like Horace.
Queen: Well, you marry him then! Beauty is going to marry Eddie,
Understand?
King: Yes, dear.
Beauty: But Mother… I don’t love him! He isn’t dashing or adoring.
Queen: I never loved your father but I still married him!
King: What? What did you say?…
Queen: Oh, but I love you now, dear – now you are the king.
King: Oh, that’s all right then.
Beauty: Father, please – don’t make me marry him.
King: Listen, my girl. You’ll do as your mother says. I have to. Why
shouldn’t you?
Queen: Come along, dear. We’ll leave the ungrateful wretch on her own.
You and I have to decide how we’re going to spend Eddie’s money.
(They exit , Katy enters)
Katy: Don’t look so sad, Princess. What can I do?
Beauty: Oh, Katy. You said when I saw him, I would know. And I did.
Straight away - he’s the one! Oh, Katy, wasn’t he perfect? Katy, find out his
name for me. Please, find out his name. (Katy exits)
Beauty: I must know his name, but… what will it matter? I’m to marry this
afternoon. But at least I’ve seen him.
SPOT
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Some things are meant to be, the Prince taking care of me.
The sun on a silver sea.
A sky that's bright and blue.
And so he will swim the tide
To seek my hand by his side.
His love for me surely good and true.
(Beauty moves to spinning wheel. She pricks her finger –she cries out Beauty
staggers and falls onto her bed. )
LFX lights start to dim.
37 SFX: Scarealot
Spot stays on Beauty and SPOT on Scarealot
Scarealot enters SL and laughs triumphantly – off stage Witches cackle. Witches
cackle again off-stage as Scarealot exits SL. Enter the Prince…)
SPOT on Prince
39 SFX – Spell sounds (As she waves her wand and loud sound) .
Flora: Oops – wrong hand
Flora: A good fairy may change a wicked spell. Sweet Beauty sleeps, she is
not dead. (Lighting change) Put aside your fears, for she will sleep one hundred
years. The Palace will sleep as well, until the day you break the spell. You will
return, her hand you’ll take, and with just one kiss she will awake. Now come
away with me, let our Beauty be. (They exit)
LFX: Dim and magical lights as Ravens enter
FOG MACHINE
SPOTS – Red spots on ravens
40 SFX: Raven dance
LFX: blackout
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(Curtain)
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Act 2 Scene 1 - The Princess’ Bedchamber 100 years later (FOG MACHINE
AT INTERMISSION)
LFX: lights fade to very dim at final two lines of the song end
SPOT OFF
Bluebell: It's almost 100 years now since Beauty was put to sleep.
Blossom: It's been so long I don't remember how the spell is broken.
Petal: Do you know what we need to break the spell?
Clover: Did you say Wince? Okay girls, let's wince...
Buttercup: Well that didn't work.
Violet: No, no I think they are saying squint.
Blossom: That just gave us a new wrinkle or two.
Bluebell: I've got it. Prince – they are saying Prince..right?
Clover: And this Prince does what?...
Petal: Hiss? ... Did you say Hiss like those ugly mean old witches?
Buttercup: Or did they say dis?
Violet: Don't you dare diss me!
Buttercup: You mean kiss?
All: Kiss, that's it
Violet: Now all we need is a Prince!
Blossom: Okay ladies – off we go.
Petal: A Prince hunting we will go!
All: (exit) Hi Ho Hi Ho Prince hunting we will go, into the woods, we'll
search real good, Hi Ho, Hi Ho....Hi Ho Hi Ho ...( Enter Flora and Prince)
SPOT soft on Beauty and other spot on Prince
Prince: I’ve looked everywhere. I’ll never find my Princess. I don’t recognise
anything – it’s all too overgrown.
Flora: Listen, sweetie, have I let you down so far? No! Have I dressed you in
the richest finery, given you a sword that Lancelot would be proud of? You’re a
lot richer, you’ve had some fine adventures this past hundred years and you don’t
look a day older.
Prince: Well, no, it’s just that… where is my Princess?
Flora: I hate being predictable but – well this is silly comedy. Will you tell
him or shall I?
Prince: Princess! Princess! Wake up, wake up!
Flora: Have you forgotten what I told you at the end of Act One? Only a kiss
will wake her.
LFX: As he kisses her, the lighting brightens to normal.
SPOTS OFF
Beauty: What happened? What has happened?
Flora: The witch put a spell on you and you slept for one hundred years.
Beauty: One hundred years? But you haven’t aged! I don’t understand. And
what about everyone else?
Flora: They’ve all been asleep for one hundred years just like you.
(Enter Queen King and Steward)
Queen: Right! What’s going on here? Who’s responsible for this? Just look at
me! I just want to know who is responsible for all of this - who sacked the
cleaner?
Flora: Well, do you remember the wicked witch? And the spinning wheel?...
And when beauty pricked her finger, she was supposed to die? ...Well, she didn’t
die because I changed the spell so that she slept instead. She slept for a hundred
years. And you did too!
Queen: I see. So it’s all your fault, is it? I knew it. You’ve been nothing but
trouble since you arrived.
King: No-one cancelled the newspapers while we were napping! Can’t get to
the front door! You dropped the ball on this Fairy Flora – or is it Fairy Fumble!
Beauty: Will you stop it! Why are you so mean? If it hadn’t been for the Good
Fairy Queen, I would have pricked my finger and died. I think you ought to
apologise to her. Go on.
Beauty: Go on! Say you’re sorry!....(Queen mumbles) Can’t hear you!
Queen: Oh, all right then. Sorry.
King: Sorry.
Beauty: That’s better. You should be buddies, especially in bad times!
Flora: Well, darlings, it’s been fun. But must away. I hear there’s a sale on at
Dillards. I’m not one to pass up a bargain. See ya later! (exits)
Queen: Well, that’s all very well for her to leave – but who’s going to clean
this place up, eh? Steward go get some cleaners! (Steward exits)
Prince: Come on, Princess, I’ve got lots to tell you.
Queen: And where do you think you’re going? And… who are you anyway?
Beauty: This is the man I’m going to marry. This is Prince Braveheart.
King: I thought she was going to marry Prince Horace.
Queen: No. Eddie! Don’t you remember anything?
King: Well, it was a hundred years ago. I’m sure there’s lots of things I’ve
forgotten.
Queen: As long as you don’t forget who’s in charge here! Young man, come
here. As I recall, the last time we met, you said you were poor.
Beauty: Why is everyone so concerned with money? Why can’t you just leave
us alone?
LFX: Lights dim and flash
42 SFX: Scarealot
SPOT Red on Scarealot other spot on Prince
(Scarealot and all witches enter – all freeze except witches and Braveheart)
Scarealot: You think you’ve ruined my wicked plan but you’ll change your tune –
when you’re a very old man! So young you’ve stayed, these hundred years, but
what if he suddenly ages, my dears? Say he’s a hundred and twenty three? Will
she still love him? Hmm, we’ll see!
Prince: What are you going on about now, you old crow?
Scarealot: Sticks and stones may break my bones but names will never hurt me.
Now I’m off to weave a spell and make you so old she'll flee! Ha ha ha!
Prince: And ha ha ha to you! Make me old? You and what army?
Scarealot: You won’t be so bold when you’re suddenly very old! Now, away to
Witch Mountain to make my brew, then I’ll come back and deal with you! Ha ha
ha!
(Exit Scarealot and witches cackling and laughing loudly)
43 SFX: Scarealot
SPOTS OFF
LFX: lights to normal
Queen: Hello? What was that? Was that that silly old Fairy again?
Prince: No. It was that wicked Old witch again.
King: } (Together)
Queen: } The witch? Not again?
Queen: (In a panic) Come along, dear. We’d better go and find that nice
sweet fairy – she’ll know what to do. And don’t go upsetting her again!
King: Me? But I never…
(Queen drags him off before he can finish)
Beauty: Was it really the witch? What did she want?
Prince: Revenge. Because we ruined her spell, she says she’s going to make
me as old as I should be – one hundred and twenty three!
Beauty: Gosh, that is old – but I’ll still love you
Prince: And I’ll still love you – but I think she means it. Look, I’m going to go
to Witch Mountain and put a stop to her, once and for all. I don’t know how, but
I’ve got to try.
Beauty: Oh, you are so brave. Well, I’m coming with you. I want to see you in
action!
Prince: Oh, Princess
Beauty: Oh, Braveheart.
(Enter Katy and Ladies)
Lady 1: Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear. Have I overslept?
Lady 2: What’s the time? Did we miss the wedding?
Lady 3: Beauty, have you picked the groom?
Lady 4: Did I miss a chapter of the story?
Katy: Y’know, I feel as if I’ve been asleep for a whole week
Beauty: Not a week, Katy. A hundred years!
Katy: I was having this lovely dream and… What? A hundred years? What
do you mean, a hundred years?
Prince: We’ll tell you later. Right now, we’re off to Witch Mountain.
Lady 1: What mountain?
Prince: Witch Mountain.
Lady 2: All right, which mountain?
Prince: Yup, that’s where we’re going. (exits)
Ladies: Wait for us – we want to come too! (Ladies 3 and 4 exit)
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Katy: What’s going on? I’ll find Kitty. She always knows what’s happening.
(exits as Crimson and Crystal run on)
Crimson: Oh Lady Della and Lady Dana, what has happened?
Crystal: Where is everyone? We can't find the Queen.
Crimson: Have we made her mad again?
Crystal: We never seem to do anything to please her.
Lady 1: Pleasing the Queen is very tough!
Lady 2: How about we be your big sisters and teach you a thing or two?
Flora: (enters with Fairies) Oh I do need a rest. Terribly hard to hike in these
shoes. Let's cheer each other up a bit.
Blossom: Let's do riddles and pretend we are a Jester.
Petal: I know one. What is a fairy's favorite drink?
Clover: That is an easy one – Sprite!
Buttercup: What do you call a fairy who hasn't taken a bath?
Bluebell: Stinkerbell!
Violet: Who granted the fish's wish? The Fairy Cod Mother!
Flora: You are funny fairies I must say. Let's sing and dance a bit before we march
on to try make a happy ending.
SPOT
46 SFX Beautiful Magical World (Flora with Other Fairies dancing)
We have animals and birds and flowers,
Ev 'ry color, ev'ry shape and size;
Moss and pebbles and a host of wonders,
Gleaming ev 'ry where you aim your eyes.
So if ever you're attacked by boredom,
You just open up your eyes and see
This diversified, curious, fascinating, fairy tale,
Beautiful, Magical world.
You hear chattering and you hear chirping,
Whistling, murmuring and honks and snorts;
When you simply take the time to listen.
You'll hear music of a thousand sorts.
So if ever you would rest your eyes,
Your ears can easily describe to all
This diversified, curious, fascinating, fairy tale,
Beautiful, Magical world.
SPOT off
( Ladies enter)
Lady 2: Oh look ladies – its the Good Fairies. Thank heavens we found you.
Lady 3: Queen Flora we need your help. We got lost and don't know where
everyone has gone.
Lady 1: Beauty has gone off with Prince Braveheart to find Scarealot!
Lady 4: And I'm scared for them and me!
Flora: Never a dull moment. That child Beauty has been a handful since birth!
C'mon Ladies and you not so good Fairies – off we go.(Flora herds them OS)
Scene 2.5 - The Witch’s Lair
FOG MACHINE ON
LFX: eerie gobo lights
SPOTS green or red roving on witches
47 SFX: eerie music for entrances
48 SFX: eerie music (Ghouls round up 3 or 4 children from audience and they all
go on stage)
Witch 4: All right you nasty little vermin – we are going to make an example of you
and try out a spell or two!
Witch 3: I have a spell that will turn them into slippery slimy slugs.
Witch 2: And have a packet of salt that will shrivel you up!
SPOT to Scarealot
Scarealot: (enters) What’s this I see, there’s children in my lair? I’ll deal with
you later you maggots - back to your chairs, back to your chairs. (Ghouls hurry
children back to their seats and exit) I have a spell to cast, that Prince - he has not
long to last. My Special Book of Spells… go find it quick Or else you’ll feel my
magic stick. ( Witches exit.)
Scarealot: My memory’s getting worse and worse, So I need my book to make the
curse. But when I find it, all will unfold and I’ll make that young man very old.
Ha ha!
(Witches enter carrying a very large Book of Spells)
Witch 5: Here is your spell book boss,
Witch 2: We gave your closet quite a toss.
Witch 4: Please dear Scarealot, with us no longer be so cross
Scarealot: At last, my book. I’ll use my wits and move straight to the nasty bits
To find the page, the evil curse, That prince, he’ll soon feel so much worse.
Curses, no matter how hard I look, I can’t find the spell here in my book! I’m
getting in an awful rage. I think someone has pinched the page.
You woe be gone creatures of the night! This missing page – go search the town,
And don’t come back till it is found!
(Scarealot chases all off stage)(Kitty and Katy enter. Katy has page .)
SPOTS OFF
Katy: Well, we made it, not that you out there were much help. You still
look very very sleepy. Look, we are at Witch Mountain – in case you hadn’t
guessed.
Kitty: Of course they guessed. There can’t be many other nasty, smelly,
disgusting, horrible places like this, can there?
Katy: Oh, I don’t know – have you been to Duhtuna, Dunce Inlet or Poorman
Beach lately?
Kitty: Be serious, Katy. What’s that?
Katy: This? Just an old magic spell I found. It must have fallen out of a
book. Let’s see ... “Potion for Making a Prince 100 Years Old” Oh, nothing
important!
Kitty: Nothing important? Nothing important? This is a witch’s spell! I bet
it’s the one she’s going to use on Prince Braveheart.
Katy: You are clever Kitty.
Kitty: I've got an idea. What if we make up our own magic potion spell and
let the witch find it? When she tries to use it, it won’t work and the Prince will be
safe! Find some paper and get writing.
Kitty: Right, now write! “Special Potion to Make Princes 100 years Old.
Take half a packet of soap flakes, toe-nail clippings from two weasels, four ounces
of bat droppings, a spoonful of sugar…
Katy: (Sings) … helps the medicine go down.
Kitty: … three and half fish-fingers…
Katy: … I didn’t know fish had fingers…
Kitty: … keep writing. A spoonful of slug vomit and some nutmeg. Boil for
three minutes and strain through a pair of royal silk bloomers. Got that?
Katy: … slug vomit… Royal bloomers. Got it!
(Enter Eddie and Horace)
Horace: Hello, what are you two up to?
Eddie: What have you got there? Come on, let’s have a look.
Katy: It’s nothing.
Horace: Well, in that case, you won’t mind if we have a look, will you Well,
well. Look at this. A special potion to make a Prince 100 years old. Just what we
are looking for. Go on, off you go. We’ll take care of this.
Katy: What do you mean, take care of it? Do you know what that is?
Kitty: Come on, Katy. Let’s just leave them to it. I’m sure they’ll do the
right thing and destroy it, won’t you?
Horace: Destroy it? Are you mad? We’ll destroy that prince, that’s what we’ll
do…
Eddie: Now, now, he doesn’t mean it. Of course, we’ll destroy it. You can
trust us.
Katy: I know we can. Come along, Kitty, let’s go find the Princess and tell
her the good news.
Kitty: But…(Kitty is dragged off by Katy)
Horace: Let go of me! What do you mean, destroy it? (Grabbing the paper)
Don’t you realise what this is?
Eddie: Of course I do, it’s the answer to all our prayers. With this, we can get
rid of that upstart Braveheart.
Horace: But you said that we’d destroy it.
Eddie: I only said that so they’d go away. The trusting fools!
Horace: Oh, so you didn’t mean it, then?
Eddie: You know, with a bit more sense, you could be a half-wit.
Horace: Oh, thank you. Hang on… (Turns on Eddie and chases Horace OS).
(King and Queen enter, followed by Steward)
Queen: Well? Where is she, hmm? You said we’d find her here! Well,
we’re here and she isn’t! So, what are you going to do about it?
King: Sssh. Calm down, dear and please don’t speak so loud. The witch
might hear you.
Queen: Well, you’ll just have to protect me. You’re a man, aren’t you?
Mmmm, on second thoughts…
Steward: Your Majesty, may I make a suggestion?
King: I say, steady on. Are you suggesting I am not manly enough to....
Queen: Oh do be quiet. Yes, Steward, and what is your suggestion?
Steward: Why don't we split up and look for the Princess? Guards!(Guards
enter Find the Princess! (Steward marches off and they do)
Queen: See! She talks sense! Why don’t you ever talk sense?
King: Because I’m never allowed…
Queen: Oh do shut up…
King: … to finish my sentences.
Queen: … come along! Well, why are you still standing there? Come along,
come along!
King: Coming, my dear, my precious…
(They both exit as Prince and Beauty enter)
Steward: Princess! There you are! Your parents have just gone off to look for
you.
Prince: And we’re looking for the witch. Have you seen her?
Beauty: My parents? They’re here? Looking for me and Prince Braveheart?
You mean they came all the way to Witch Mountain to find us?
Steward: Of course they love you. We all love you and we were all worried
about you.
Beauty: I had better go and find them. (Beauty rushes off.)
Prince: Princess! Wait! You’d better go after her. It’s not safe for her until
we’ve found the witch.
Steward: And where are you going?
Prince: To find the witch and put an end to her, once and for all!
(Prince exits dramatically and Steward follows him.)
(Beauty re-enters followed by Horace and Eddie.)
Horace: Well, fancy meeting you here. And where is your hero – the fancy
Prince whatsisname?
Beauty: I don’t know. He was here a moment ago. And his name is Prince
Braveheart, as well you know.
Eddie: Whatever his name is, he’s not here now, is he? It’s just you and me.
The man you’re going to marry. Just think – Princess Beauty and the Prince…
Horace: Horace! Princess Beauty and Prince Horace.
Eddie: You always get it wrong – It's Beauty and Prince Eddie!
Horace: Push off, sponge-head!
Beauty: Boys, boys! No fighting, please.
(enter Princes)
Prince 1: We heard fighting and have come to the rescue.
Prince 2: Not you two again. Should have guessed.
Prince 3: Princess, are you ok?
Beauty: These two were just arguing over who would marry me...again.
Prince 1: Don’t you know, girls don’t like all this rough stuff. Girls want
wooing.
Eddie: Wooing? What’s wooing?
Horace: No idea. Something to do with cows?
Prince 2: No! It means you have to persuade a girl – gently.
Prince 3: Flowers, chocolates, moonlight – that sort of thing.
Prince 2: Ever heard of romance?
Horace and Eddie : Yuck, silly soppy girly stuff.
Prince 1: Come along, Princess, let’s go find your parents.
Eddie: Don’t worry, she’s safe here with us, isn’t that right, Horace?
Horace: Well, safe-ish.
Prince 3: You two, behave. We'll take care of you now.
Prince 2: Let's find the King and Queen and make our case.
Prince 1: I'll tell them about the dragon I slew...(Princes and Beauty exit)
Horace: Quick, let’s make this magic potion. Hmmm, where do we find all
these ingredients?
Eddie: How about that cupboard marked “Witch’s Secret Cupboard of Special
Ingredients for Secret Recipes. Do Not Open”?
Horace: “Packets of soapflakes, weasels toenails, bat droppings, cod liver oil…
Eddie: Mummy gave me that once, yuck!
Horace: … fish fingers, slug vomit, nutmeg...That’s disgusting! Some people
have no taste! And a pair of royal silk bloomers.
Eddie: Sorry, no bloomers. Bloomers are off today! Ha ha ha. This is fun!
Hubble bubble, toil and trouble
Horace: But we do need to find some royal bloomers. I wonder where we can
get those?
(enter the King and Queen)
Queen: Ah, there you are, my boys. We’re looking for my dear daughter, your
future wife.
Eddie: Ah, Mumsy! We were just talking about you, weren’t we, Horace?
Horace: Oh yes. We were just saying “Where is Mumsy when you need her?”
and here you are.
Queen: Oh. Well, that’s nice. Mumsy. Isn’t that sweet? What nice boys you
are. I told you they were nice boys, didn’t I?
King: Did you? Must have forgotten.
Queen: So what can Mumsy do for you?
Horace: Well, it’s like this, you see…
Eddie: You see, we need something from you... and well, er you...
Horace: … Might not like it.
Eddie: Probably won’t like it.
Horace: Most definitely won’t like it.
Queen: Just get on with it, will you? If you’ve got something to ask me, just
ask. I might even say Yes!
Eddie: Well, you see, we need… something from you.
Queen: You’ve already said that.
Horace: What he’s trying to say is that we… er… need your… er… thingies.
Queen: Thingys? What thingys?
Eddie: Not those thingys! Your royal silk… thingys.
Queen: My royal silk… thingys?
Horace: } (Together}
Eddie: } Your bloomers!
Queen: My bloomers? My royal silk thingy bloomers? Never! I will never
surrender my bloomers! I’ll have you both arrested! Bumble! Bumble, did you
hear that? They want my bloomers!
Horace: It’s in a good cause.
King: What’s that? What d’you say?
Queen: I said they want my bloomers. (To Princes) Well, you’re not going to
get them.
Eddie: I think we are. We need them.
Queen: I need them!
Horace: Not as much as we do!
(Horace and Eddie approach the Queen. She runs SR followed by the Princes.
Comedy chase round the stage. they all stop to catch their breath then start again.
King: What’s going on? Is it that witch? Are we running away from her?
Don’t leave me behind!
( King joins the chase as they all exit the stage. Brief pause.
SPOTS
Princes (1, 2, 3, 4)
Squires (1-4)
Ladies in Waiting (1, 2, 3, 4)
Queen's ladies in training (Crimson, Crystal)