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    Over the Moon

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    I guess you’d know. A guy as romantic as you must have a girlfriend.

      LUNA

      Oh, um. . .well. . .

      PRINCE JACK

      What’s she like?

      LUNA

      Well, uh, she’s. . .

      (looks at Jack)

      About this tall.

      (measures Jack’s height. As she talks, her light starts glowing)

      She’s got dark hair. . .and brown eyes you could drown in. . .and big strong arms that can bench-press an ox. . .

      PRINCE JACK

      Bench-press an ox?

      LUNA

      (flustered, light fading)

      Um. . .she’s the women’s wrestling champ in my village.

      PRINCE JACK

      She sounds great.

      (beat)

      Want me to carry your bag for a while? We’ve been walking for a long time.

      LUNA

      Oh! No, thanks, I’ve got it.

      PRINCE JACK

      What’s in there, anyway?

      LUNA

      Just a few essentials. Toothpaste. Tylenol. Whoopie cushion.

      PRINCE JACK

      You’re hiding something. Let me see.

      He reaches for the sack but Luna wrenches it away as it glows for a moment. Jack reels backward, bumping into THREE BLIND MICE wearing sunglasses who’ve stumbled onto the stage.

      MICKEY

      Hey! Watch where you’re going.

      PRINCE JACK

      I beg your pardon!

      (beat)

      Can you help me? I’m looking for a beautiful lady, who may have been attacked by a giant in these woods.

      MINNIE

      Have you seen her lately?

      PRINCE JACK

      No.

      ALGERNON

      Neither have we!!

      They all laugh.

      LUNA

      You must be the three blind mice.

      ALGERNON

      Hickory Dickory Dock, the mouse ran up the clock. . .the clock struck one, but the rest of us got away with minor eye injuries.

      MICKEY

      We’re the three visually challenged mice, if you don’t mind.

      ALGERNON

      I prefer “optically darker.”

      MINNIE

      Or “photonically non-receptive.”

      PRINCE JACK

      Frankly, I think this political correctness has gotten out of hand.

      SONG 17: THE PC SONG

      MICKEY, MINNIE & ALGERNON:

      INTRO:

      The world has changed -- these days

      you might find yourself in trouble

      to call a spade a spade,

      when it would rather be a shovel.

      I don’t know how it happened, but frankly I suspect

      we’ve gone too far to make ourselves politically correct.

      Red Riding Hood’s the one to blame for her incessant whining.

      The Big Bad Wolf was simply fond of inter-species dining.

      “What big teeth you have,” Red said, according to the fable.

      Should have said the wolf was orthodontically able.

      Come across three little pigs that you would like to greet.

      Refer to them instead as the Other White Meat.

      Mother Hubbard now is chronologically gifted.

      Seven dwarfs insist they’re only vertically unlifted.

      A hurricane’s a himmacane.

      A heroine’s a hero.

      A name can be a judgment call,

      so make sure that you’re clear, oh.

      It’s always hard to find a word

      on which we all agree.

      Don’t offend ’cause that’s the trend,

      Or else we’re not PC.

      Now we know that Cinderella just misunderstood.

      The evil stepmother has potential to be good.

      She’s not the only villain who’s been unfairly cursed.

      Those ugly stepsisters were cosmetically diverse.

      Jack Sprat’s wife was never fat, just differently weighted.

      Sleeping Beauty’s certain she was medically sedated.

      Amphibian American’s the new term for Frog Prince.

      And Goldilocks, she’s not a blonde, her hair just sometimes glints.

      A hurricane’s a himmacane.

      A heroine’s a hero.

      A name can be a judgment call,

      so make sure that you’re clear, oh.

      It’s always hard to find a word

      on which we all agree.

      Don’t offend ’cause that’s the trend,

      or else we’re not PC.

      (SLOW):

      No one ever argues, instead we all can share.

      No one’s ever bald, they’re follically impaired. . .

      If you want to tell yourself we live in harmony,

      don’t offend, ’cause that’s the trend.

      Make yourself PC.

      Make yourself PC.

      MICKEY

      We haven’t seen that girl of yours, but we’ll keep an eye out.

      ALGERNON

      Metaphorically speaking, of course.

      MINNIE

      Hey, kid, what’s in the bag?

      Luna’s light glows, and fades.

      LUNA

      Come on, Jack. We better keep going.

      They exit -- and the mice whip off their sunglasses and take out walkie-talkies.

      MINNIE

      This is Special Agent Cheddar. Do you read me, Pussycat?

      Pinocchio and Ferocia appear on the side of the stage.

      PINOCCHIO

      Your majesty, it’s the secure line.

      His nose grows, and he takes out a second phone from his pocket and listens in.

      FEROCIA

      Pussycat here. What have you got for me, Agent Cheddar?

      MINNIE

      The prince is on the move. I repeat, on the move. The Mousetrap has failed.

      They exit.

      FEROCIA

      (hanging up)

      Pinocchio, this calls for a disguise.

      I need to look like an old hag.

      (holds up her palm)

      DON’T say it.

      Pinocchio helps her dress as an old hag.

      FEROCIA (CONT’D)

      All I have to do is offer him something completely irresistible. . .a magical parking pass.

      (She brandishes it)

      One which just also happens to be poisoned.

      Luna and Jack reappear. On the side of the stage, Hairy Godmother enters and starts doing her nails.

      TREE 1

      I don’t feel good about this.

      TREE 2

      Me neither. I’m petrified.

      LUNA

      Maybe we should go back. . .

      PRINCE JACK

      We can’t. Felicity is still out there.

      An old woman appears (Ferocia), carrying a huge bag.

      FEROCIA

      Oh, my. I’m an old woman who’s weary and needs a moment of rest and who looks nothing at all like your auntie.

      PRINCE JACK

      Why, let me help you.

      He takes her arm. Luna pulls him away.

      LUNA

      Your highness, I don’t trust her.

      PRINCE JACK

      Leo, don’t be paranoid! This nice lady probably lost her way!

      FEROCIA

      Oh, that’s right. I know I have a bus schedule somewhere.

      (rummages through bag and pulls out pass)

      Why, look at what I found. A parking pass for a magical spot that appears anytime you need it on Main Street!

      Prince Jack’s head snaps forward. He is bewitched.

      PRINCE JACK

      Me likeeeeee. . .

      LUNA

      Don’t fall for it, Jack!

      FEROCIA

      Even at noontime!

      As Jack snatches it out of Ferocia’s hand, Luna cries out. Ferocia runs off as Jack begins to contort and groan.

      PRINCE JACK

      It’s. . .EXPIRED!!!!!!!!!!!!

      He dies.

     
    ; LUNA

      JAAAAAAAAAACK!!!

      HAIRY GODMOTHER

      (sighs)

      I haven’t even finished my top coat.

      (dutifully)

      Meanwhile, back at the bear cave. . .

      LUNA

      Hang on a second, you can’t just leave him dead like this.

      The three mice stumble in across the stage.

      ALGERNON

      We don’t use the term “dead” anymore.

      MICKEY

      It’s “metabolically challenged.”

      MINNIE

      Or “living impaired.”

      They stumble offstage.

      HAIRY GODMOTHER

      Honey, I’m in the business of midnight formalwear, not miracles. Although Cinderella came close. You should have seen her before I got hold of a pair of tweezers and a girdle. . .

      Cinderella enters.

      CINDERELLA

      (angry)

      Hey, you oversized moth: You. Me. Behind the carriage shed. Right now.

      HAIRY GODMOTHER

      Kinda busy here. . .

      CINDERELLA

      And for the record, I do not have and never did have a unibrow!

      Makes a sassy gesture and flounces off.

      LUNA

      Can’t you wave your wand or something?

      HAIRY GODMOTHER

      Nope. His insurance won’t cover it.

      LUNA

      We have to do something!

      They pick up Jack’s arms and legs and drag him offstage.

      TREE 1

      Wait a second. . .the mice weren’t really blind? And Ferocia wants to kill her own nephew? And Cinderella had a unibrow?

      TREE 2

      Beats me. I’m stumped.

      SCENE 6: The bear cave garden

      DURING SCENE CHANGE:

      NEWSBOY

      Lost sheep found alive but dehydrated after surviving subzero temperatures overnight! Little Bo Peep overjoyed!

      Mama Bear and Felicity weed. Felicity pulls out a whole plant.

      MAMA BEAR

      Dear, the weeds are the things WITHOUT the flowers.

      FELICITY

      Oh. . .sorry.

      Hugo and Jean-Claude enter and watch the ladies.

      JEAN-CLAUDE

      It’s just a little small talk.

      HUGO

      No wonder I stink at it.

      JEAN-CLAUDE

      Bonjour, how are you today?

      HUGO

      Fine, thanks.

      JEAN-CLAUDE

      Not you. Felicity.

      HUGO

      Well, how would I know? I’m not speaking to her!

      Jean-Claude SIGHS.

      JEAN-CLAUDE

      Mama Bear, can you help me in the kitchen?

      He pantomimes getting the other two together, and she nods and follows. Hugo sits and yanks a plant out by its neck.

      FELICITY

      You’re only supposed to pick the little green things on the ends.

      HUGO

      I hate beanstalks.

      FELICITY

      Come to think of it, I hate broccoli.

      She picks the broccoli and hurls it offstage. Hugo grins.

      HUGO

      Wow! You’ve got a great arm!

      FELICITY

      Well, um, it’s not like I practice my pitching or anything. That wouldn’t be very ladylike.

      HUGO

      Then you should steer clear of these hot peppers. A lady’s constitution is too delicate to handle them.

      He eats one.

      FELICITY

      Oh, REALLY?

      She eats two -- and then lets out an enormous burp. Hugo looks at her and burps even longer. Hugo grabs a watermelon, takes a bite, and spits a seed. He hands her a wedge of melon, and she does the same -- and spits it farther.

      HUGO

      (laughing)

      You’re incredible!

      FELICITY

      Yeah. I make a great guy. And a really lousy lady.

      HUGO

      Who cares?

      FELICITY

      Everyone, that’s who. I’m supposed to laugh daintily and rock a tiara and dance waltzes -- when I’d rather be fishing or hiking or skydiving.

      HUGO

      Skydiving!?

      FELICITY

      What? Are you afraid of heights?

      HUGO

      You gotta be kidding me.

      FELICITY

      I have to work so hard to be someone

      I’m not. . .it’s exhausting. Nobody ever sees the real me.

      HUGO

      (softly)

      I know what you mean.

      (beat)

      I don’t know much about wearing tiaras, but I can teach you to dance.

      FELICITY

      You don’t want to do that. At my last ball, I broke all eleven of my dance partner’s toes.

      HUGO

      Believe me -- I won’t feel a thing.

      SONG 18: DRIVING ME CRAZY (Reprise)

      FELICITY:

      Never felt like this before.

      My blood pressure’s starting to soar.

      These are feelings I can’t ignore.

      It’s true you’re driving me crazy.

      HUGO:

      Must confess that this is a first.

      Feel my head is going to burst.

      And I think it’s gonna get worse.

      It’s true you’re driving me crazy.

      (MUSICAL INTERLUDE)

      BOTH:

      Never felt like this before,

      but it’s you I do adore,

      and I will forevermore.

      It’s true you’re driving me crazy.

      It’s true you’re driving me crazy.

      SCENE 7: Ferocia’s castle

      DURING SCENE CHANGE:

      NEWSBOY

      Extra! Extra! Thanks to [Insert name of local shelter], elderly housewife and pet dog no longer face starvation!

      Ferocia is pacing when Pinocchio enters with the three mice. Eunice and Gertrude are reading by candlelight.

      PINOCCHIO

      It’s done, your majesty.

      FEROCIA

      You’re sure?

      MINNIE

      We saw it with our own eyes.

      MICKEY

      In a matter of speaking, anyway.

      ALGERNON

      It’s as clear as the braille on the wall: Jack is biologically defunct.

      PINOCCHIO

      Huh?

     


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