PRINCE: “For never was a story of more woe (spoken) Than this of Juliet . . . and her Romeo.” Cast freezes. Feminist WRITER strolls in DR, her nose stuck in a book, a pen in her right hand. She turns to the audience, shaking her head. “WRITTEN YEARS AGO” (sung to “Many Moons Ago”) WRITER: (sings) Written years ago was a Shakespeare play Full of tragedy we still have to-day, ’Til we get the story right! Any Juliet with a brain in-set (taps her right temple) Knows the way to get to your true love yet Isn’t double-suicide! We need to do a slight re-write! (tears pages, tosses book) WOMEN in the cast come alive, dancing around the men still frozen. WRITER: For a feminist is a radical thing! WOMEN: The system wasn’t built by any rational being! WRITER: You can spot the Neo-Nazi by his clean, shaven head; And the feminist by how she rips her hair out instead! Characters are introduced one by one, with silly poses and pantomime. WRITER: This time Rosalind’s got a kid within (half- Due to Romeo, but renounces him spoken) After he gets thrown in gael For acting like your “average male”! Enter Juliet, Pro-Life Capulet, Who’s harassed by Paris but forgives the debt When he asks for Rosalind’s hand, So Juliet can get her man! All MEN and WOMEN in the cast join in song. MEN: For a feminist is a devious one! WOMEN: God created Eve to have “mischevious” fun! CHORUS: You can do the same old Shakespeare, Shedding tears for the dead, WRITER: Or mock the problems of the world And laugh your head off instead! {SECTION ENDS} CHORUS: HOW? (spoken) WRITER: Well. . . (spoken) “JULIET AND ROMEO” (sung to “The Glory of Love”) WRITER: Ya gotta sing a little. . . (sings) Swing a little. . . Cast and crew break into dance, changing sets and costumes (Republican red for Capulets; Democrat blue for Montagues). Get up and do your own thing a little! To tell the story of “Juliet and Romeo”! CHORUS SL: You gotta dance a little! CHORUS SR: Romance a little! WRITER: Apply for government grants a little! WRITER To tell the story of + CHORUS: “Juliet and Romeo”! WOMEN: First you cast a Romeo, (ROMEO carried DR) MEN: And pick a matching Juliet, (JULIET carried DL) ROMEO + Together we’ll produce a show (ROMEO + JULIET meet CS, JULIET: And get the writer out of debt! CREW rolls fountain UC WRITER: You bet! and other sets on stage) ALL: We’re gonna sing a little! WRITER + MEN: “Schwing” a little! JULIET (half-spoken to ROMEO): And maybe do the wild thing a little! ALL: That’s the story of “Juliet and Romeo”! ALL: You gotta “dew-op” a little! ROMEO & ROSALIND: Screw-up a little! PARIS & JULIET: Bend the rules you grew up with a little! ALL: To tell the story of “Juliet and Romeo”! ALL: You gotta curse a little! Rehearse a little! BENVOLIO/STACEY/ MERCUTIO/WENDY: Play a role in reverse a little! ALL: That’s the story of “Juliet and Romeo”! MEN: As long as there are Romeo’s, WOMEN: And double-daring Juliet’s, WOMEN: There's hope to stop the overdose (grab vial from JULIET) MERCUTIO: And fill the plot with a lot more sex! (MEN hoot and holler) ALL (shout): What next? ALL (sing): We’re gonna teach a little! PARIS: Preach a little! WRITER: Abuse the freedom of speech a little! ALL: To tell the story of “Juliet and Romeo”! MEN fall in place, turn their backs, and freeze. WOMEN: That’s the story of “Juliet and Romeo”! WOMEN fall in place, turn their backs, and freeze. WRITER: And now the story of “Juliet and Romeo” . . . {SONG ENDS} WRITER weaves through the crowd, exits behind the fountain UR. PROFESSOR comes around the other side, DL of the fountain. Backdrop changes.
As the WRITER/PROFESSOR passes them, PROTESTORS whip out picket signs and strike contorted poses, scowling at each other. “PROLOGUE” (sung grievously to “Lament” from Evita) WRITER or Two parties, the Republicans and Democrats, PROFESSOR: Plague America, a civil war machine, Competing, like the Montagues and Capulets, For control of the Electors, sight unseen . . . The people, so tired of fighting bureaucrats, Incite a riot in our opening scene, To protest the not-so-candid candidates Divided Left and Right and in-between! (aside) (Like Romeo and Juliet, Perhaps the parties never should have met!) {SECTION ENDS} “IT’S ELECTION DAY!” (sung to “It’s a Typical Day”) CHORUS: Hey! It’s Election Day! All across the U.S.A., Where political folk do things in ridiculous ways! WOMEN: We spend millions on silly campaigns! (scatter men’s flyers) MEN: Instead of investing in change! (dump women’s coin jar) We let the majority whip the minority, [minority/majority] Hoping nobody complains! WOMEN: And then we tune in to what Rush Limbaugh has to say! CHORUS: We do it this way, the American way! Hooray! for Election Day! CHORUS scatters as swarm of POLICE enter, firing a warning shot. BADGE #1: (BANG!) You don’t elect your local police, Trained to shoot (BANG!) for justice and peace! BADGE #2: Your tax dollars hire me and later retire me To put younger guns on the streets! TOGETHER: We execute orders your judges are paid to say! (saluting to judge) From the Presidency to the Military, BADGE #3: The Force will keep you free! Actor who plays ROMEO or LORD MONTAGUE, steps out of character and up onto the fountain or a soapbox, representing a REPRESENTATIVE. REP: I’m your Congress! I make the laws! (aside) (Never mind the Establishment clause!) I run with the big PACs to write private contracts On behalf of the masses because I represent lobbyists who can afford to pay! POLICE part crowd to let tall judge take CS, made of BENVOLIO sitting on MERCUTIO’S shoulders hidden under long black robe, swinging huge gavel. BENVOLIO: Come now to Court for legal redress! MERCUTIO: Unless you value free speech and press! (pokes head out, and back in) BENVOLIO: You must writ your petitions by strict definitions And still make the deadlines, oh yes! (half-spoken, in booming This system of justice presides over church and state! couirtroom voice) MERCUTIO bangs gavel on people’s heads, chasing after them. Federal AGENT comes out from building, tries to seize the inflatable plastic toy, until the crowd reads “IRS” on his briefcase. They chase him. PROFESSOR is left holding the First Amendment placard, helplessly. PROFESSOR: Whether you go to church or state school, (to crowd) You should know the old Golden Rule! TYBALT: But this law was never meant to govern the Government, Thrown in a separate pool! Splash is heard as AGENT is dunked in the fountain. ROMEO: Abridging our right to assemble more peaceably! IRS AGENT: Don’t blame it on me if my own agency Forget to file as a 501-(c)-3! PROFESSOR disappears SL into the CHORUS crowded around the fountain, while WRITER re-emerges SR. PROFESSOR: Do away with the Federal Reserve! WRITER: Fund the arts to protect and to serve PROFESSOR and WRITER continue to march in and out, in a circle. PROFESSOR: Public education, not dumb legislation That disrupts more peace than it preserves! WRITER: Creative alternatives may be the only way CHORUS, raiding the contents of the AGENT’S briefcase, stop to sing. ALL: To reduce violent crime while we fight to kill time CHORUS, tossing bills and billets up in the air. CHORUS SL: From Election to Election - CHORUS CS: From Election to Election - CHORUS SR: From Election to Election Day! ALL shout: HOORAY! {SONG ENDS} CHORUS scatters SL and SR, while others run through the audience, passing out flyers and soliciting donations to pay the actors. [Optional song (see Appendix): "RADICALS!" (sung to "Savages!" from Pocahontas) - to be reprised near the end of poetry reading scene] Crowd parts, leaving only ROMEO/ROSALIND pacing DR/UL. YELL LEADERS (or Mercutio/Benvolio) shout from OS, answered by RIOTERS OS on other side. YELL LEADER OSR: What do you want? RIOTERS OSL: JUSTICE! YELL LEADER OSR: When do you want it? RIOTERS OSL: NOW! YELL LEADER OSL: What did you say? RIOTERS OSR: JUSTICE! YELL LEADER OSL: When do we want it? RIOTERS OSR: NOW! YELL LEADER OSR: What do you want? ROMEO (DR): RIOTERS OSL: My freedom! FREEDOM! ROMEO (DR): YELL LEADER OSR: I gotta tell Rosalind When do you want it? ROMEO (DR): RIOTERS OSL: Now! NOW! YELL LEADER (louder OSL): What did you say? ROSALIND (UL): RIOTERS (fading OSR): I’m pregnant! FREEDOM! ROSALIND (UL): YELL LEADER (shout OSL): I gotta tell Romeo When do you want it? ROSALIND (UL): RIOTERS (fading OSR): Now! NOW! ROSALIND (pacing UL toward CS): I must tell him now, but how? ROMEO (pacing DR toward CS): I must tell her now, but how? ROSALIND and ROMEO (colliding CS): I must tell you now, but how? I must tell you now. . . but how?
[NOTE: The next two duets may be shortened or combined or one omitted.] “You Must Tell Me” (Optional) (sung to “You Must Love Me”) ROSALIND and YELL LEADER (fading OSL): What do you want? ROMEO (sings to himself): My freedom. . . ROMEO and YELL LEADER (fading OSR): What did you say? ROSALIND (shaking her head): I’m pregnant, for sure! ROMEO: How can I ask to break up with her? (to audience) ROSALIND: I’m scared to need him! (to audience) ROMEO (to ROSALIND): I’ve something to ask of you - ROSALIND (spoken): You do?! (sings, excited): The answer is YES!...if we’re thinking the same! Tired of the stress of living in shame, ROSALIND: ROMEO: I bet you are, too! I guess I am, too! ROMEO and ROSALIND: Forgive me, but I’ve been suppressing Something I long should have said, ROMEO: After we first started kissing, ROSALIND (senses The last time we went. . . his hesitation): ROSALIND and ROMEO: . . . to bed. ROSALIND: I’m three months late. ROMEO: (chickens out You’re what? (smiles, weakly) That’s great. . . of breaking up w/her) ROSALIND: I know you’re speechless, honey, (holds his [But] life will reveal our future in time! hand to When you’re in love, there’s nothing to hide. her belly) It’s all in your mind! ROMEO (nervously to audience): ROSALIND (softly to herself): This music is great It’s hard to believe for concealing that I’m singing Words I’d prefer left unsaid! Words I could never have said, ROMEO: Afraid that I might hurt her/your feelings! ROSALIND: Worried you’d drop - down - dead! You must tell me Do you love me? ROMEO: Hell, don’t ask me! {SECTION ENDS} (half-spoken) “I’LL NEVER, EVER LUST AGAIN” (Optional) (sung to “I’ll Never Fall In Love Again”) ROSALIND (sings wildly How can you tell if it’s love or lust?! to audience) ROMEO: I didn’t mean to bust her cherry! (to audience) ROSALIND Can’t nature wait for us to marry? and ROMEO: I’ll never, ever lust again! (to each other) Why ever fall in lust again? ROMEO: What does it take not to lose control? ROSALIND: A long cold shower that runs for days, un- ROMEO: Until you become a human raisin! Why ever fall in lust again? I’ll never ever lust again! ROSALIND: Don’t tell me we could have a blast, Enjoying lust while the feeling lasts! ROMEO (sneaks Playing with fire, desire can blind you! up from behind): Reality catching up behind you! ROMEO: What do you do when you’re full of lust? ROSALIND: You play naughty games to taunt and tease you! ROSALIND and ROMEO: Break all the rules, and hope that’ll please you! I’ll never, ever lust again! Why ever fall in lust again? ROMEO: Justify lust and you’ll bust your brain, Totally racked and blown to tatters! ROSALIND: Blast every cell, and hell what matters? ROMEO and I’ll never, ever lust again! ROSALIND: I’ll never fall in lust again! ROSALIND: Quit trying to escape the past, Living life for now, ’cause it goes so fast! ROMEO: Playing around is bound to misguide you! (hands caress Anxiety building up inside you! Rosalind’s belly) ROSALIND What do you get when you fall for lust? and ROMEO: You play stupid games to fool and tease you! Break every rule, and hope that frees you! I’ll never, ever lust again! (in a final Don’t you know that I’d embrace) Rather fall in love instead! {SECTION ENDS} “I’LL NEVER, EVER LUST AGAIN” (cont’d) (sung to “I’ll Never Fall In Love Again”) ROMEO and ROSALIND dance awkward ballet, her padding sliding around. ROMEO (nervously to himself): ROSALIND (loudly to audience): This music is great for concealing Funny I’m suddenly singing Words I’d prefer left unsaid! Words I could never have said, ROSALIND: Afraid that you might hit the ceiling! ROMEO: Figured you’d want me dead! ROSALIND: You must tell me Do you love me? ROMEO: It’s not . . . to be. {SONG ENDS}
Still holding hands DC, ROSALIND doesn’t want to let ROMEO go. TRIO: BENVOLIO, MERCUTIO (rubbing his neck/shoulders), PORTFOLIO enter UL. “ROSALIND’S LAMENT” (sung to “Another Suitcase in Another Hall”) ROSALIND: O Romeo! I don’t know what the hell I'm gonna do! (sings) I don’t want to be with child, if I can’t be with you. ROMEO: We may not be in love. That doesn’t mean it has to end here. (weakly) We can . . . still . . . be friends, dear . . . (sees his friends) . . . And parents, too! ROSALIND: Tell me honestly -- BENVOLIO: Tell Romeo that we’re running late! ROSALIND: Do you still love me? MERCUTIO: He’s with that chick that he used to date! ROSALIND: Do you think you’ll ever be -- MEN’s TRIO: They’re in the middle of a big debate ROSALIND: Truly in love with me? PORTFOLIO: Over their little one’s fate. ROMEO (spoken): No. Suddenly crushed, ROSALIND slaps ROMEO, bursts into tears & runs off SR. ROMEO (calls out to her): NOW what did I say?! {SONG ENDS} “CHEER UP AND LET’S GO!” (sung to “Eva Beware of the City”/“Goodnight and Thank You”) ROMEO’s friends tease ROMEO to get him over his most-traumatic stress. MERCUTIO: Do all your ex-girlfriends give you this much trouble? PORTFOLIO: Cheer up, my dear boy, this is comedy! (puts arm It’s not really real, but a silly political farce! around ROMEO) BENVOLIO: So let's join the gang at the “poetry thang”! You think you’ve just had a big dose of pure tragedy, MERCUTIO: Sadly it only gets worse! ROMEO: Woe! BENVOLIO: Oh - BENVOLIO taps ROMEO on opposite shoulder, making him look to his left. BENVOLIO: O Romeo, brother, look on the bright side! Though you seem kind of young for a dad, MERCUTIO: At least you’ve got balls, (gooses him and they’re both working fine! from behind) You’re healthy! PORTFOLIO: Be glad! TRIO: Your future looks frightful! Your mind’s running wild! But remember this African rule: It takes a whole village to raise every child! MERCUTIO: (And policemen to keep them in school!) TRIO: There is no family that’s functional! Never has been in human history a parent - PORTFOLIO: Wed or unwed - TRIO: Who didn’t freak out and give thought to adoption To stop them from killing their children! Let others support them! No need to abort them! BENVOLIO: Or beat them! MERCUTIO: Mistreat them! PORTFOLIO: Or eat them! TRIO: They’ll fend for themselves on the street at age twelve With a gang for a family structure! (shouted): JUST LIKE US! {SECTION ENDS}
“KINSHIP” (sung to “Friendship”) ROMEO (spoken): With friends like you, who needs depressants? MERCUTIO: If you ever need me here, I’ll disappear! BENVOLIO: If you’re ever in a fix, I’ll get my kicks! PORTFOLIO: If I’m ever sent to get you out of jail, I’ll spend the bail! TRIO: That’s kinship! Kinship! Unforgivable sinship! When other families can get along, We’ve got our values wrong! PORTFOLIO: (rifles through Na-na, Na-na, Na-na, Ha! Ha! Ha! ROMEO’s wallet) ROMEO: If you’re ever up a tree (spoken): DON’T LOOK AT ME! BENVOLIO: If you’re ever down a well, won’t that be swell! MERCUTIO: (steals ROMEO’s If you ever lose a wheel when you’re out to skate, athletic shoes) I’ll take all eight! ALL: That’s kinship! Kinship! The punishment for sinship! When other families can get it on, We do each other wrong! MERCUTIO: Na-na, Na-na, Na-na, Ha! Ha! Ha! MERCUTIO and BENVOLIO juggle the shoes back and forth past ROMEO, who is caught in the middle of them. BENVOLIO: Na-na, Na-na, Na-na, Ho! Ho! Ho! MERCUTIO and BENVOLIO toss shoes in the fountain, kneel down side by side to form a pyramid base. ROMEO climbs onto fountain to get shoes. MERCUTIO: If they ever black your eyes BENVOLIO: I’ll send a prize! PORTFOLIO: If they ever fry your duck, (gets on top) Ha! Ha! *Tough luck!* MERCUTIO: *You’re --* BENVOLIO [covers mouth]: *-- STUCK!* ROMEO: If they ever bungee jump you by your hair, (leaps over and I won’t care! flattens them) ALL: That’s kinship! Kinship! Ab-original sin-ship! (rolling When other families are going strong, in pain) Ours will be long gone! ROMEO: Na-na, Na-na, Na-na, Oh! Oh! Oww! (gets up) TRIO: Na-na, Na-na, Na-na, Oo! Oo! Ouch! The GANG sneaks up behind ROMEO one by one. MERC: Na-na, Na-na, Na-na, Na-na. . . MERC + BEN: Na-na, Na-na, Na-na, Na-na. . . MERC + BEN + PORT: Na-na, Na-na, Na-na, Na-na (a cappella) PORT: RO - PORT + BEN: - ME - PORT + BEN + MERC: - O! TRIO (pick Your biggest foe is your - ROMEO up, toss Your biggest foe is your - him about): Your biggest foe is your - BRO! {SONG ENDS} Song may end here, with TRIO carrying ROMEO off to poetry reading (and PORTFOLIO sneaking back to grab shoes), or after the following REPRISE. ROMEO: WHOA! (spoken) “CHEER UP AND LET’S GO!” (cont’d) (sung to “Goodnight and Thank You”) TRIO: Do - what you love - and the ba-bies will fall - OH! (swing ROMEO back and forth) ROMEO nearly falls, but is swung to his feet. BENVOLIO taps ROMEO on opposite shoulder, who looks to the right side this time. BENVOLIO: O Romeo, brother, look on the bright side! Though you clearly weren’t using your brain, MERCUTIO: You can still use your nads, (and) To produce little lads! PORTFOLIO: Just don’t screw up (goose him from behind) And do it again! TRIO: There is no family that’s functional! Never has been in human history a parent - PORTFOLIO: Wed or unwed - TRIO: Who didn’t freak out and give thought to adoption To stop them from strangling their children! If you can’t support them, it’s best to abort them! BENVOLIO: Don’t beat them! MERCUTIO: Mistreat them! PORTFOLIO: Or cheat them! TRIO: They’ll get into drugs when they hang out with thugs With a gang for a family structure! (shouted): JUST LIKE US! TRIO laughs. ROMEO bursts into tears. TRIO puts their arms around him. MERCUTIO: Cheer up, my dear boy, this is comedy. (softly, It’s not really real, but it’s merely political farce. pleading) PORTFOLIO: So let's join the gang at the “poetry thang”; You think you’ve just had a big dose of bad writing, BENVOLIO: Believe me, it only gets worse. . . (to audience) {SONG ENDS} ROMEO AND TRIO exit together.
Juliet and friends gather for women’s Bible study, rudely interrupted. “WOMEN’S PRAYER” (sung to “Maria” from The Sound of Music) DIANE: Corinth-yuns says that women should be silent in the church! (sings) JULIET: Ephe-zhuns gives permission to sing out liturgic words! EDITH: But Revelation says no man on earth can change a verse! WRITER: It doesn’t say a woman couldn’t do it! JAN: That’s why the Bible starts so many wars - IRIS: The writers . . . had to be from Mars! ALL: How do you teach the Bible to a feminist? Can it be made politically correct? Can you define a term that isn’t sexist? JACSUN: But doesn’t insult the masculine intellect? WOMEN + Only in love are men and women equal, BRENDA: Husband and wife submitting both to Christ! WRITER: Imagine dating a man, who can actually understand The Lord not coming once, but coming tw--! [JULIET covers WRITER's mouth just in time] {SECTION ENDS} WOMEN stare in disbelief, get up to storm out of the meeting. JULIET quickly changes the subject, gets them back on scheduled agenda. “PUBLIC ANNOUNCEMENT” (sung to “Dice Are Rolling”/“Goodnight and Thank You”) JULIET: Ahem! JULIET: (sings) As announced on the air, we’re about to prepare A SURPRISE - DIANE: - SHH! - JULIET: - fundraiser To send Nurse Olivia. . . somewhere! Like - JULIET: Rwanda, BRENDA: Rwanda! (counts Nigeria, EDITH: Nigeria! votes by Uganda, IRIS: Uganda! a show Liberia, JACSUN: Liberia! of hands) Rwanda, DIANE: Rwanda! Rwanda, JAN: Rwanda! Or Zaire! WRITER: Or Zaire! Again, WOMEN stare at the WRITER, obviously somewhere out in left field. JULIET: Since last week we voted On an open-mike poetry reading and public art auction, I posted these flyers in Montrose inviting All artists and writers to join us at this function! {SECTION ENDS} DIANE: Did you hear that? BRENDA: You posted those WHERE? EDITH: She invited a mob off the street! JULIET: And not only that, it’s announced on the website! [at w-w-w-houstonprogressive-dot-org!] {SECTION ENDS} IRIS: Is she serious? JACSUN: The street poets here are as starved As half of the poor refugees in Rwanda! DIANE: Those underemployed artists can’t be exploited To try extorting more funding! JAN: That’s like trying to pull yourself by the boot straps When you don’t even have boot straps! WRITER: Or the boots! JACSUN: Or you’re vegetarian, and can’t use leather’n’ Other bovarian products! Sorry, toots! {SECTION ENDS} “WOMEN’S PRAYER” (cont’d) (sung to “Maria” from The Sound of Music) BRENDA (to JULIET): We know Olivia wants to serve the Lord. . . JACSUN: (to IRIS as It’s either preach to us, or preach abroad! WOMEN giggle) ALL: How can we send Olivia to Rwanda? JAN: How do you hitch a ride across the sea? ALL: How should we send Olivia to Rwanda? BRENDA: As a registered nurse? Or DIANE: Or as a missionary? ALL: Many a friend, I know, would like to send her, But only a few have got a dime to spare! So who can pay her way? For as long as she wants to stay? The Foreign Mission Board, or Africare? O, how can we send Olivia to Rwanda? Pray for a - ALL: JULIET: Way to send her over there! Wait a second - who goes there? {SONG ENDS} A rhythmic knock is heard at the door. JULIET jumps up to answer it. “PUBLIC ANNOUNCEMENT” (cont'd) (sung to “Dice Are Rolling”/“A New Argentina”) DIANE: Did you hear that? BRENDA: A knock at the door! EDITH: Don’t answer the knock at the door! JULIET (goes: But Communion with God is denied here to no one! Toward door) EDITH (stands): I came here to pray! Not make political statements! WOMEN all clap and cheer. EDITH glares at them. They fall silent. {SECTION ENDS} In barges ROMEO with band of African drummers and street poets/artists. MERCUTIO: Fancy duds, dear! Very period, but the makeup’s gotta go! (to JULIET) PORTFOLIO: Love that lampshade! BENVOLIO: Is it Renaissance, or Retro? PORTFOLIO: Look at the figurine! ROMEO: Look at that figure! JULIET: I’m Juliet. ROMEO: I’m Romeo. MERCUTIO: Where do we sign in. . . BENVOLIO: . . . To audition. . . PORTFOLIO: . . . For the art show? JABARI: Eh-eh-ex-squeeeze me, but where’s the mike? (interrupts I detect an incongruency! Where’s the list? ROMEO/JULIET, [C’mon, lady!] Tell me where do we sign? lock-eyed) I want to be the first in line! {SONG ENDS} SET CREW set up microphone. JABARI RA goes first; ARTISTS, WOMEN mingle. CROWD (chants): Jabari! Jabari! Jabari! JABARI: Have you ever felt like the Rodney Kang of the Poetry Thang? Like, ma-a-an! Can’t we all just get paid? MERCUTIO: How about get laid? The group hoots. The women blush or cringe. ROMEO silently introduces JULIET to an artist JACKIE who has brought her two kids KATIE and KARY. RAPTURE: Do “Hustler’s Convention”! Or “Poem for a Messy Lady”! JABARI: Uh - uh - “Poem for uh - uh - Messy Lady” DOUG (throws a pillow): You are a mess! NEXT!!! ISRAEL: “The Invisible Man” (no one I saw the Invisible Man on a street corner in Chicago. sees him) Then he appeared at a women’s poetry reading in Houston - DOUG: I said ! Somebody! Anybody! Get up there and R-E-E-D! (looks around) IVAN: “Invisible Tears” This poem I wrote to address racism. In our city, on our streets . . . STEFAN: Man, I don’t wanna hear no more racist trash! Unless, of course, it’s actually funny - JULIET: Miss Katie has a poem she recited in school. JACKIE: Can you remember it honey? KATIE: “What is Pink”! What is pink? A rose is pink, by the fountain’s brink. I think. Uh, what is green? The grass is green, I forgot the words in between! I know it ends kinda strange: “Why an orange, just an orange!” KARY: Katie, that doesn’t rhyme! JACKIE: She must have skipped some lines! STEFAN: Let me guess: “What is pink? Rosé is pink! Had too much to drink? Throw up in the sink!” JULIET: I really don’t think - BENVOLIO: How about: “What is pink? A triangle is pink!” MERCUTIO: Tell the cops what you think, Get thrown in the clink! STEFAN: That’s “clinker,” you stinker! KARY: I remember now! It goes “What is red? A poppy is red--” STEFAN: Yeah, smoke it and you’re dead! Try yoga instead! JACKIE: Stop it, you fool! GALVAN: Hey, lady, be cool! Like the sound of the beat! (starts We’ll add a few drums, till you rise to yo’ feet! to rap) C’mon guys -- y’ol’ bums -- Get up offa yo’ seats! ---------------“RACIST RAP: What is White?”--------------- (parody of “What is Pink? A Rose is Pink” by Christina Rossetti) The group bangs on the furniture and props. The women start to groove. Poets/artists take turns mocking racial stereotypes of themselves. GALVAN (using lampshade as a megaphone): What is Black? JABARI: A Brother’s Black! ISRAEL: Shoot ’im in the back and say you were attacked! GALVAN: What is Brown? JOSEPHINE: Latino’s are Brown! MARIA: Working underground to keep the price of labor down! MERCUTIO: What is Red? BENVOLIO: An Injun’s Red! PORTFOLIO: Trade homesteads for prison beds! NICKY: TELL - THEM - FEDS - ME - SCALP - THEIR - HEADS! ROMEO: HEY! What is Green? WOMEN: A Martian is Green! ROMEO (to JULIET): Our future can be seen in their FON-ky TIME machine! HEIDI: What is Yellow? HIRO: A Jap is Yellow! BOTH: Suicidal fellow with a bid on Monticello! MERCUTIO: What is White? BENVOLIO: Why a White? BOTH: WUSH is WHI-I-ITE!!! (ALL stop banging) {SECTION ENDS} LORD CAPULET enters, shouting down to JULIET from the staircase. “SHAPE UP AND SHIP OUT!” (sung to “Goodnight and Thank You”) LORD CAPULET: Sakes alive! What’s going on here? (sings) Aren’t you women instructed To study the Bible in silence? (booms) And NOT raise the ROOF! JULIET: Daddy! Come down and do for us Your crazy spoof of Rush Limbaugh! (to group) Nobody boo him, and I’ll try to cue him! O, Father! You’ve come just in time! {SECTION ENDS} ---------------“RACIST RAP: What is White?” (cont’d)--------------- (parody of “What is Pink? A Rose is Pink” by Christina Rossetti) JULIET: What is White? Why a White? (cues group to yell) ALL: WUSH is WHI-I-ITE!!! JULIET: And White makes Might and Might makes Right - (cues CAPULET who balks) JULIET + And Left is Loose and Right is Tight! WOMEN: They say two wrongs don’t make a right, But take three lefts, you’re facing right! TRIO passes the microphone. ROMEO, entranced by JULIET, misses his cue. MERCUTIO: Yeah, White makes Right and Right makes Might BENVOLIO: When folks abuse the Media to pick a fight! PORTFOLIO: To you what’s Black to me is White! ROMEO (ALL (pause, 1 beat) stop clapping): Huh? Who? STEFAN/KARY: A line’s left out! JACKIE/KATIE: But that’s all right! LORD CAPULET: Yeah, Rush is Right and Right makes Might! (gives in, does And Straight is Gay - No! - That ain’t right! his goofiest Stage-Right is Left, Stage-Left is Right, Rush Limbaugh) So take three lefts and run the red light! MERCUTIO and BENVOLIO, taking offense, nod to each other and stand up. MERCUTIO: What is Blue? BENVOLIO: A uniform’s Blue! MERCUTIO and BENVOLIO turn and flash their backsides at LORD CAPULET, revealing yellow comic/tragic theatrical faces painted on their boxers. MERCUTIO+ I’ll read your rights to you, BENVOLIO: While I bust yer stupid head in two! {RAP ENDS} “SHAPE UP AND SHIP OUT!” (cont’d) (sung to “Goodnight and Thank You”) LORD CAPULET: Hey! Weren’t you at that gay riot today? (sings, wildly) I remember those two “fairy-tails”! (grabs them by Three cops were beat up in that terrible fray, seat of pants) Throwing these "two-faced buttheads" in jail! [Optional song reprise (see Appendix): "RADICALS!" (sung to "Savages!")] JULIET: Listen, Da- LORD CAPULET: No, Juliet! Listen to me! (throws Get these art faggots out of my home! them out) JABARI (cheery): SHALOM! LORD CAPULET: Hence! Idle creatures, go on, get you home! (tossing out That is, if you DO have a ! PORTFOLIO) WOMEN (exit There is no family that’s functional! amidst chaos Never has been in human history a parent - all around): Sane or insane - LORD CAPULET: Begone all you bozo’s! You losers and homo’s! And people of “diverse hormones”! JULIET: Are all your friends homosexual? (to ROMEO) Are you part of that scene? ROMEO: Yes - I mean - No! It’s not what it seems! I’m sorry we made such a horrible mess! ROMEO + STACEY + WENDY (edging It’s time to get out, but we’ll give you a shout him out to hit If you leave us your address! on JULIET, too!) [Optional song reprise (see Appendix): "RADICALS!" (sung to "Savages!")] As JULIET watches, ROMEO is run out, his eyes never leaving hers. She runs upstairs to her room in tears. PARIS pokes his head in the door. PARIS (to Jesus Christ! What’s going on here? CAPULET): You’d think your own daughter would study the Scriptures in silence! LORD CAPULET: You’re just in time, Paris, (hugs him) My son-in-law-beau-fils, The meeting erupted in violence! (gestures Disrupted by hooligans, upsetting Julie! upstairs) Why don’t you go comfort her poor heart! (elbows him If you cannot heal it, perhaps you can steal it, in the stomach) As fine, bright, and “upright” as you are! PARIS: (doubled Not to step over . . . over in pain, . . . the bounds of immodesty . . barely able to sing) . . . Sir, in all honesty, thank you. . . (suddenly perks up, winks, But. . . you’re right! bounds up the stairs) {SONG ENDS}
JULIET groans, runs out to balcony, nauseous, waiting for PARIS to leave. ROMEO picks flowers to hand JULIET, who calls to him as his friends chase him down, wrapping him in a string of colored condoms. “SHAPE UP AND SHIP OUT!” (cont’d) (sung to “Goodnight and Thank You”) TRIO: Son, don’t forget! Wrap that rascal! (wrapping ROMEO, running off) JULIET: Are all those for me? ROMEO: (offers Yes - I mean - No! Oh my, no, not these! handful of condoms instead of flowers) JULIET: Does that mean you’d rather save those for your friends? ROMEO: (aside) At this rate, she’ll find out about Rosalind! (to JULIET) It’s not like that! It’s not how it seems! {SECTION ENDS} “SOMEHOW” (sung to “Somewhere”) JULIET: O Romeo, dear Romeo, (sings) Do swear you’re not a . . . “homeo”! Are you bisexual, gay, or straight? Do I feel love, or hate? ROMEO: Juliet, my sweet Sunset! (unwraps Some things I cannot tell you yet! himself) Please don’t bother to try and guess; Give me time, and I might confess! ROMEO: (louder) But not yet! JULIET: (softer) Romeo! (softer) Juliet! (louder) I must know! JULIET: You’d better not be a faerie! ROMEO: I’ve heard you’re practically married! JULIET: More or less . . . ROMEO: If you’re wed, divorce thy mate (climbs ivy In time for us to . . .(spots LORD CAPULET looking to balcony) out another window, ducks from sight) . . . CAPULET! (reaches his hand to her) Until I may hold you without a glove I’ll use my hand when I’m making love! Juliet! JULIET: Romeo! ROMEO: I gotta go! (half-spoken) {SONG ENDS} ROMEO releases his grip on the ivy and falls, runs away. JULIET sighs. “LOVER’S LAMENT” (sung to “The Music of the Night”)) JULIET: (sings, Does he love me, or does the scoundrel love me not? plucking petals That’s THE last STRAW! Are WE to be, or NOT to be? until she holds only bare stems) Do I chase him, or wait until I’m caught? (half-spoken) How long will THAT take? Two acts? Or maybe even three? {SECTION ENDS} [NOTE: Juliet and Paris' two duets "I CAN'T TAKE NO!" and "ME!" may be shortened/replaced/combined with "HE’S FINE FINE FINE!" (see Appendix).] “I CAN’T TAKE NO!” (sung to “I Cain’t Say No!”) JULIET: It might be my rejection of how “ladies” ought to act; I’ve been one of the boys since I was ten. It doesn’t take geneticists to prove it for a fact That girls like us grow up to be like men! I know I shouldn’t fall into the trap, But when the guy’s reluctant - I attack! I’m just a girl who can’t take no! My love life’s a terrible mess! No telling just how far I’d go To make a fellow say yes! When a guy tries to run from a girl, I know I shouldn’t chase him like before; But as soon as someone runs from me, It only makes me wanna grab him more! I’m just a fool when boys are slow; I can’t be patient and wait! How can I do what I hate? Next time just may be too late! I can’t take no! PARIS overhears JULIET, starts to despise and plot against ROMEO. What’s a girl to do if the guy of whom she’s fond Simply won’t respond? What’s a girl to do? Suppose the handsome devil drives her totally mad Like Hugh or Mel or Brad! (sigh) What’s a girl to do? Suppose she’s after him, cuz he’s sexy and slim, But he’s just a teensy bit too shy? What’s a girl to do? Let him get away? JULIET (spoken): I’d jump the guy! PARIS (spoken): I’d dump the guy! JULIET (sings): I’m just a girl who can’t take no! Can’t seem to take it at all! I hate a disappointing beau Who won’t make out in the hall! For a while I act refined and cool, About as “ladylike” as I can be! Then I think of that old Golden Rule, And do to him what I would have him do to me! Don’t mean to “hit” on Romeo, But if he starts to resist, Refusing to even be kissed, I’ll begin using my fist! I won’t take no! PARIS: What’s a guy to do if the girl of whom he’s fond Refuses to respond? What’s a guy to do? Suppose some other scum is running after ma belle, (And he's sexier than Mel!) O what am I to do? Suppose she’s after him, though her chances are slim, Cuz he hangs around with “funny guys”? What’s she gonna? Chase him anyway? (spoken) Lady, I’d get wise! THESE LAST TWO STANZAS ARE SUNG TOGETHER, ONE MEASURE OFF PARIS (to audience): JULIET (fantasizing to herself): I’m just a guy who . . . . . . won’t take no! I’m just a girl who . . . I play a hard and fast . . . . . . won’t take no! . . . game! Men are the ultimate . . . She can’t take off with . . . . . . game! . . . Romeo Before he can tell me . . . Once she takes on my last . . . . . . WHOA you HO! . . . name! I’ll have him moaning my . . . What BUBONIC virus . . . . . . name! . . . would she catch Other girls enjoy an . . . If the boy she’s crazy for is . . . . . . easy catch, but . . . gay? other girls are missing half the fun! PARIS: JULIET: Why should I admire this You can bet I’ll get a PARIS/JULIET: Perfect match! PARIS: The source of con-. . . JULIET: flict in this sil- . . . Cuz I won’t quit . . . -ly play! ’Til he admits I’ve won! I’ll have to spy on . . . . . . Romeo, I won't give up on . . . But who on earth could I . . . . . . Romeo, send?* I’ll have him down on his . . . Tybalt, my very best . . . . . . knees! . . . friend! So I can do what I . . . He’d die for me in the . . . . . . please! . . . end! Whether or not he agrees! He knows I don’t take no! Lord knows I don’t take no! *(spots TYBALT below, following after ROMEO’s friends) {SONG ENDS}
“TWO LITTLE GAYS (HOW COOL ARE WE)” (sung to “Three Little Maids (From School Are We)”) MERCUTIO + Two little gays how cool are we! BENVOLIO: ROMEO: Mooning a Christian family! MERCUTIO + Scorned by a cruel society! BENVOLIO: Hey, bein’ gay is cool! BENVOLIO: Spreading diseases to everyone! MERCUTIO: Women are safe, for we care for none! ROMEO: I’m glad you’re both having so much fun! (sarcastic) MERCUTIO + Hey, bein’ gay is cool! BENVOLIO: MERCUTIO: Two little gays - an abomination! ROMEO (bitter): Kicked out of Juliet’s congregation! BENVOLIO: I say it calls for BENVOLIO + ROMEO (shouting): MERCUTIO: A CELEBRATION! Enough already! BENVOLIO: Hey, bein’ gay is cool! (suddenly quiet) MERCUTIO: It’s okay, bein’ gay is cool! BENVOLIO: I think he’s in love with Jule! (stage-whisper to MERCUTIO) MERCUTIO: If he is, then our friend is a fool! {SECTION ENDS} (loudly) “SHOUT IT LOUDER” (sung to “Why So Silent”) ROMEO: Could you both be louder, please, (sarcastic) For the patrons in the back? So whoever’s creeping up on us Can sneak up and attack? {SECTION ENDS} WENDY and STACEY come skipping in, as gaily as the male couple before. “WHO’S AFRAID OF A HOMOPHOBE” (sung to “Who’s Afraid of the Big, Bad Wolf?”) WENDY + STACEY Who’s afraid of a homophobe? (a cappella): STACEY to WENDY: A homophobe? BOTH (spoken): Not we by Jobe! (sing): But we know a homo-phobia-phobe: Ro-me-o-me-o! {SECTION ENDS} “NUTS!” (sung to “Notes”) ROMEO: Sorry guys - girls - Stacey and Wendy! (politically Just looking out for you guys - I mean . . . friends! correcting (spoken) This is nuts! himself) MERCUTIO + Relax, Romeo! BENVOLIO, Why, don’t you know STACEY/WENDY: We know what you mean! MERCUTIO + So forget + BENVOLIO: Those Capulets! + STACEY + Those hopeless homophobes + WENDY: Are more afraid of us! {SECTION ENDS} PORTFOLIO jumps out from behind bushes, scattering CHORUS into position. PORTFOLIO: BOO!!! “GAYS AND DYKES” (sung to “Guys and Dolls”) MERCUTIO: Who’s hanging ’round the art bar? (jumps up I’ll tell you who’s hanging ’round the art bar: onto fountain) A bunch of bisexual boys so hot for a gang of trisexual girls They use up enough condoms to cover up an art car! THAT’S who’s hanging ’round the art bar! BENVOLIO: What’s in the Montrose Voice? (jumps up) I’ll tell you what’s in the Montrose Voice: A personal ad from some transsexual STILL in transition Cuz “he/she/it” DIDN'T wanna make a CHOICE! THAT’S what’s in the Montrose Voice! STACEY + What’s happening in Houston? WENDY: I’ll tell you what’s happening in Houston: (also jump up) Kids coming out of the closet to get back at the parents who abused ’em! ALL FOUR: THAT’S what’s happening in Houston! You gotta recognize ’em to resist ’em, (ALL dive down) Or you’ll fall another victim to their system! MERCUTIO: Yes, sir, when you see a guy Dressed like ME! walking by, You can tell that the fellow is really gay! PORTFOLIO: When you spot some snot with a feminine name, Chances are he’s a flame Who’s playing a game Dolling up like a dame! BENVOLIO: When an older gent Is still sharing his rent With a man not related in any way - TRIO: Are they just saving money? Or is something about them “funny”? No surprise th’guys turn out to be bi’s or gays! WOMYN: If you know a co-ed Who’s shaven off half her head, If she’s pro-vegetarian, she’s a DYKE! STACEY: (stage (If she won’t go out but she’s not saying much, whisper) You’ll find out she’s a femme Forsaking all men For one special “butch”!) WOMYN: When your daughter dear Chains her nose to her ear, WENDY: Or your son’s into black lace and high-heel spikes, ALL: Pray to God, pray to Heaven, Or just wait around “twenty-four/seven” ’Til they outgrow the phase of being gays or dykes! TYBALT approaches the group. MERCUTIO/BENVOLIO confront him, playfully. MERCUTIO: (holds When the “shaft” you sport ROMEO’s sword to Comes up three inches short, TYBALT’s dagger) Betcha get so oh so desperate you’ll turn gay! TYBALT: (lifts If a guy sings high like his pants are too tight, MERCUTIO by seat You can tell he enjoys of pants, swings The prettier boys at ROMEO/BENVOLIO) To romance at night! BENVOLIO: When a crazy man Has gotten way outta hand Trying to prove he can do anything he likes! PORTFOLIO: Don’t be fooled by this pretender So “hard up” about his own gender That he takes out all his hate on gays and dykes! ROMEO: (shouts) YIKES! (sings) Better stop he’s lost his breath! This is a matter of life and death! ALL [out war]: And it’s no longer an issue of “gay” or “straight” Or love or hate! Too late! Now’s the time to fight to the death! ROMEO and CHORUS of friends dance/fight with TYBALT, forming a thick mob of people, while crash dummy dressed as TYBALT is tossed about overhead. ALL: Don’t be fooled by those pretenders So uncool about gender-benders That they take out all their hate on gays and dykes - (shout) YIKES!!! {SONG ENDS} Crowd parts to find TYBALT trampled flat to just his heart and his hat. ROMEO is horrified; his friends react innocently, playing with the prop. “HIS HEART IS BEATING” (sung to “Dice Are Rolling”/“Goodnight and Thank You”) BENVOLIO: Alas, poor Tybalt! MERCUTIO: Alas, my ass! BENVOLIO: We slew him, Mercutio! MERCUTIO: I know! BENVOLIO: Who’da thought that mean old dog Would contain so big a heart PORTFOLIO: Much less a bloody soul! {SECTION ENDS} MERCUTIO: Hark! PORTFOLIO: ROMEO (half-shouting): It’s alive! Don’t touch that! BENVOLIO: It’s still beating! MERCUTIO: Pray tell! STACEY: How it pounds! BENVOLIO: And it very much sounds BENVOLIO Like a watch + WENDY: Enveloped in cotton! PORTFOLIO: It sounds more like drumming! ROMEO: I hear sirens coming! MERCUTIO: Or a beeper goin’ off in the Wortham! STACEY: Sorry, my dear, but Shakespeare’s spoken here! (to WENDY) And Andrew Lloyd Webber - (ALL stop to put hats/hands over their hearts in a moment of reverence) - not Edgar Allan Poe! [swats BENVOLIO] ROMEO: {SECTION ENDS} (spoken) Quick! (sung) Wipe that look off my shirt and your hands on my face - (they stare) (spoken) - I mean, (sung) Get that blood on your face and that look off your hands - (they stare) (spoken) - I mean - {SECTION ENDS} MERCUTIO + Romeo, don’t try to take all the guilt! BENVOLIO: For once give us some credit, man! ROMEO: If you go to jail, you’ll get jumped, raped, or killed! So exeunt as fast as you can! SCRAM! {SECTION ENDS} “ROMEO’S CONFESSION” (sung to “Angel of Music”/“The Music of the Night”) BENVOLIO (to MERCUTIO): Who will believe that he did it? MERCUTIO (shouts to BENVOLIO/Audience): He’s the lead in the play! They'll forgive it! (ALL nod in agreement) {SECTION ENDS} At ROMEO’s urging, his friends leave him alone to pick up pieces. As he collects the last of TYBALT’s heart in his hands, POLICE handcuff him. ROMEO: Tybalt’s right to Peaceably assemble Lies in my two Hands that shake and tremble! POLICE enter, wearing conspicuous bandages from the riot. BADGE #1: Hands we must restrain for BADGE #2: Until you’ve been arraigned, sir, BADGE #3: We might have to detain you overnight, ALL: While reading you your list of legal rights! {SONG ENDS} (take-off on Phantom theme: horrifying chords in minor chord, screams) POLICE unfold accordionated lists, and escort ROMEO in cuffs to circle three spotlighted area: LADY CAPULET DR, ROSALIND UC, and JULIET DL. LADY CAPULET screams in horror at a TV news broadcast, crying out for TYBALT. ROSALIND tears through a frontpage newspaper article, cursing at ROMEO. JULIET, studying with headphones on, suddenly reacts in shock; stops to turn her radio up, calling the names of both TYBALT and ROMEO. [OPTIONAL INTERMISSION SOMEWHERE BEFORE OR AFTER HERE] KPFT RADIO VOICE: “. . . in a hearing today argued that the victim of the beating was not killed but nearly put to death, thus calling for an unprecedented “near-death” penalty for the defendant. Montague could either face lethal injection in Huntsville, Texas, or be transferred to Arizona and sentenced to die of natural causes in a remote desert . . .”
“Texas Executioner” (sung to “Lord High Executioner”) INMATES: Behold the latest Death Row prisoner! His name is even mentioned in the title! The second most important character! Whose death would mean the end of this recital! You messed up, you’re next up! For the Texas executioner! Confess up, profess up to the noble courts Who will send your corpse to the Texas executioner! #731: So what’s it going to be then, eh? The electric chair or the firing squad? #696: Is it legal for the state to say? If life and death are up to God? #844: You POUND*ed an anti-gay Protester out of his senses! *{Inmate POUNDS Romeo over head with Bible until it splits in two} #927: What does the Bible say? 999011/999039: Half of it sure condemns us! {picks up & reads half} #879: Shouldn’t he die the same way? #990: In the POUND* under heavy sentences! *{POUNDED again} #942: Or be left to rot away. . . #889/983: . . . to save on burial expenses! ALL: So what’s it going to be then, eh? The electric chair or the firing squad? It isn’t for the state to say - It’s really up to God! KPFT RADIO VOICE: “. . . rejected Eighth Amendment arguments against cruel and unusual punishment and demanded an unprecedented “near-death” penalty for the defendant. If convicted, Montague could be sentenced to die of natural causes in a remote desert near the . . . in Arizona. . .” ALL: Dejected! Rejected! By the Texas executioner! Your soul has been sold as junkyard scrap (More like a piece of crap!) to the State of Arizo- ROMEO: Oh, no, no, no-oh! ALL: (false Oh, say it isn’t so-oh! sympathy) ALL: Your soul has been sold as Good as gold to the Arizona Death Patrol! {SECTION ENDS} ALL break into cruel laughter, start moving in on ROMEO. GHOSTS emerge. “ARIZONA!” (sung to “Oklahoma!”) #696: You shoulda looked ahead before you took a life! #844: I’d shoot myself before the execution date! #731: Who’s really gonna kill you is your future wife! GANG: You’re safer moving to another death row state! ALL/ROMEO*: A DEATH ROW STATE!! ROMEO: HIDE ME FROM MY MATE!!! *(suddenly realizes the seriousness of the situation) #696/731/999011: They’ll lethally inject you and leave you in a coma! #696/731/844: Desert you in the desert to die of carcinoma! #696/731/844/927: Confine you to the canyon where the lizards run! #999039 (wistful): You’ll have your own room with plenty of sun. . . #879/990/889/942/983: Plenty of sun for a PERMANENT tan! ROMEO: SHE’LL TAN MY HIDE WHEN SHE HEARS OF THIS PLAN! ALL: Arizona! Where the tumbleweeds roll across the plain! ROMEO: GHOSTS: ARIZONA? ARIZONA! ALL: And the blazin’ heat can burn your feet If you stand there waiting for the rain! ROMEO: GHOSTS: THAT'S SO INSANE! IT'S ALL IN VAIN! ALL: Arizona! “Arid Zones” that zoom without a stop! GHOSTS: THIS AIN’T VERONA! ALL: See the vultures flock! And lawyers balk, Going ’round in circles ’til you drop! GHOSTS: WHILE CRIME IS RISING TO THE TOP! #731: You’re welcome to live off the land! GHOSTS (shout): PURE SAND! #696: But to die takes a “Royal Command”! GHOSTS (shout): GOD’S HAND! ALL: So when they say -- (unison with Ghosts) -- NAY! WE’RE GIVING YOU A STAY! That means they’re gonna send you away to Arizona, {1st time): Arizona, to stay! (2nd time): Arizona, to stAy-R-I-Z-O-N-A, in Arizona! ALL (shout): OLÉ! {SONG ENDS} ROSALIND rushes in flourishing newspaper headlined "ROMEO CONFESSES." Gang runs for cover in game of musical mats, leaving ROMEO without one to hide his hide, while the rest tremble visibly beneath their own. “ROSALIND’S TIRADE” (sung to “Why So Silent”/ “The Music of the Night”) ROSALIND: What’s the father of MY child doing in JAIL?! (sings/screams) {SECTION ENDS} MEN (heads pop out to yell): HIS TIME! (and pop back under) ROSALIND: I scoured the city just to find your hide On the front of the stinking Chronicle! MEN (spoken): That’s Houston Chronicle, (lady)-- ROSALIND (roars at them): RARRGGHHH! What kind of quality of life would you provide For our child? Or would you be there at all? ROSALIND rolls up the newpaper into a funnel and draws out a huge sword. ROSALIND: Must your swords continue to devour? Wrecking lives, competing - ROSALIND: MEN (yell): - over power? EXCALIBUR! ROSALIND aims sword threateningly at ROMEO's groin, who jumps back. ROSALIND: Your manhood is your god, yet you forge a larger rod! As if boasting bigger weapons makes you right! Such mighty men, and all you do is fight! ROSALIND stabs at ROMEO between the bars, while he dodges the blade. ROSALIND: Must you JAB and JOUST and gamble WITH your LIVES, Never ONCE thinking of the consequence? What of your mothers and sisters and your wives? (sad pause) Who must survive your bloody violence? (strings flare wildly in the orchestra pit) ROSALIND: I SAID “VIOLENCE” NOT “VIOLINS”! (screams at orchestra director) (enraged Though your friends deny it, I suspect them! at ROMEO) If I find you're lying to protect them, (gestures This baby won't be born! with sword at Was your statement duly sworn? her pregnant belly, then right at ROMEO's nose) ROSALIND/ROMEO (cross-eyed): To the judge? the cops? ROMEO: What difference does it make? I can't swear! I'm an atheist, for God's sake! {SONG ENDS} “A TIME FOR TRUTH” (sung to “A Time for Us”) ROSALIND: A time for truth, there has to be! My mind is blown By what you’ve shown Of dishonesty! The dreams that you’d be by my side Have perished With you in jail for heartless homicide! ROMEO: You have my word! Between two friends!/To save my friends, I raised my sword In self-/their defense! I wish a simple lie would work That out of love, I'm only covering for Ben and Merc! But Tybalt's death was due to me! His last breath Of life was my responsibility! ROMEO lowers his head. ROSALIND is silent. {SECTION ENDS} “ROSALIND’S OUTRAGE” (sung to “Angel of Music”) ROSALIND: (sweetly at Romeo, do you expect me - to believe those first, then outraged) ridiculous lies/lines? Your grammar suspiciously perfect, Full of puns and rhymes?! How dare you insult me! I’m not stupid! You’ve obviously practiced for weeks! How else could you sing to Broadway showtunes? Who wrote the words you speak?! ROMEO: I defended my friends, please believe me! ROSALIND (to MEN): This sounds like a plot in a movie! {SECTION ENDS} “ROMEO’S PLEA” (sung to “Notes”) ROMEO (dodging blade): It was self-defense! Tybalt struck out first! ROSALIND (attacking): That's a lie! Your lines are too well-rehearsed! ROSALIND lunges straight at ROMEO, pinning his vest to pin-up poster. ROMEO: They would try to pin even more on me If I denied liability! ROMEO collapses flat on the ground, leaving his vest hanging. ROSALIND: You're always standing up for others, (pats tummy) Except this little one of ours, Which I'll handle myself! ROMEO: (on his knees, I can always help -- slowly climbs back As the dad! up, grabbing bars) ROSALIND: I’d rather choose abortion! ROMEO: That’s extortion! Try adoption! ROSALIND: Not an option! Who’ll support one? ROMEO: I’ll endorse one for my baby! ROSALIND: You can’t force me! You can’t make me! ROMEO: No, of course not! ROSALIND/ROMEO: Cuz you're/I'm stuck behind these bars! OUCH! {SECTION ENDS} ROSALIND slashes across cell bars with sword, scoring ROMEO's fingers. “SOMEHOW” (Reprise) (sung to “Somewhere”) ROMEO: Hey, Ros! Relax, it’s just a show! (wringing We still have one more act to go! his hands A happy ending to anticipate! in pain) What can I say to make you wait? ROSALIND: Speak the truth! It’s not too late! However long it takes to say’t! But tell me now, make it loud and clear! ROSALIND goes ballistic with sword, swinging it like a baseball bat. One more strike, and you're OUT, my dear! Out of my LIFE! Out of my SIGHT! OUT OF MY MIND! {SECTION ENDS} “ROMEO'S PLEA” (Reprise) (sung to “The Music of the Night”) ROMEO (stutters): I - I . . . As sword swings, ROMEO yelps (take-off on Phantom chords), men scream. ROMEO: Ay-ay-ay-ay-ay! {SECTION ENDS} ROMEO: Yes, I confess! I did not do the crime! I lied - I was trying to buy my friends time! To find a good lawyer to cover their butts! They’d suffer in jail with a crowd that’s this tough! MEN (cowering under their mats): Who, us? ROMEO: I promise to bargain, tomorrow I’ll plea Some sorry excuse such as insanity! ROSALIND: You already promised you’d forsake the rest But you put me last at the baby’s expense - after your friends - I feel worthless! {SECTION ENDS} “ROSALIND’S COUPLET” (sung to “Raoul I’ve Been There”) ROSALIND: This little child I can’t bring myself to bear Now that I know that the father won’t be there. {SECTION ENDS} ROSALIND breaks down in tears and exits SL, running. JULIET emerges SR. “A TIME FOR TRUTH” (Reprise) (sung to “A Time for Us”) ROMEO: A time for truth, a time to lie! I lose both ways! It never pays! Why should I try? JULIET: (enters) A time for trust I have that you Stand accused Of random acts of God you didn't do! {SECTION ENDS} “JULIET'S GRIEF” (sung to “The Music of the Night”) JULIET: Could these hands which stroke so very gently - (kisses ROMEO's hands gingerly) ROMEO: OUCH! JULIET: Strike and kill a man bel-li-ger-ently? (breaks into sobs) ROMEO/JULIET: Shall the sword continue (devouring DEVOURing every sinew each other) Of life? And bring us sadness in the END? (grabbing each other's rear ends) JULIET (stops to breath): O Romeo . . . give me my sin again! How long till you’re cleared of killing my kinsman? (sobs Tybalt was my poor mother’s dearest friend! uncontrollably) His death! Such great havoc doth it wreak! (may be spoken): I’ll have no tears left to cry on-stage next week! {SECTION ENDS} “SOMEHOW” (Reprise) (sung to “Somewhere”) ROMEO: O Juliet, now please don't fret! (sings) You're getting half my costume wet! Is there nothing that I can say To make our problems go away? JULIET: Romeo, please don't say no! We must go on like any Broadway show! ROMEO: Won’t these bars come between us, dear? ROMEO releases JULIET, grabs bars trying to bend them. Lost in desperate passion, JULIET kisses ROMEO's chest, downward to right below his belt. JULIET: Just the one that you keep in here! Romeo! INMATES, in derbies, slowly rise under sheets to form erect phallic symbols, which collapse when JULIET echoes Rosalind's name in hurt disappointment, leaving no trace of the men, who have become ghosts. ROMEO: Rosalind! JULIET {SECTION ENDS} (shouts): ROSALIND?! JULIET knocks ROMEO down, as phallic symbols collapse completely flat. “A TIME FOR TRUTH” (Reprise) (sung to “A Time for Us”) JULIET: A time for truth, what doth remain! (sings) What little’s left Has all but cleft My heart in twain! ROMEO: O throw away my false disguise! My future Relies on telling truths to cover lies! It’s Rosalind! With her I’ve been! She holds my only next of kin! I put my trust alone in you To save the babe She’d surely trade For a “lot of rue”! JULIET: True love will triumph in the end! ROMEO/JULIET: I love you! JULIET: The mother of your child must be my friend! {SONG ENDS} As lights dim, JULIET sings, caressing ROMEO. They slide to the floor. “JULIET'S COUPLET” (sung to “Raoul I’ve Been There”) JULIET: With all my heart, I will do what I must do, (sings) For any part of you is part of me, too. {SECTION ENDS/Lights out} ROMEO (spoken): Uh, Juliet, honey - not that part! [Optional love scene in the dark (see Appendix) - married couples only!]
“SOMEHOW” (Reprise) (sung to “Somewhere”) LADY MONTAGUE: O Romeo, fair Romeo! A prayer for my Romeo! Denied a lawyer and refused an oath! Condemned by judge and jury both! NURSE OLIVIA: Pray not in Shakespeare’s name, you schnook! You must pray this way by th’Book! {SECTION ENDS} (recites) “Our Father, who art in Heaven, Hallowed be Thy name . . .” Intro music starts, as lights rise on ROSALIND hidden in cloud of smoke. LADY MONTAGUE: A vision! I’m having a vision! NURSE OLIVIA: A vision?! What do you see? “I’M GONNA THROW-UP!” (sung to “I Gotta Crow!) LADY MONTAGUE: I can see my own son - all the things he has done! (sings) I hear Rosalind calling for me! ROSALIND: SON-OF-A-Bleeeaaahhh-CH (vomits in anguish) LADY MONTAGUE: She’s losing her baby! My son is the father-to-be! ROSALIND: I’m gonna RETCH! (screams) (sings) I’m gonna throw-up! Pregnant with some rotten remnant of Romeo Who knock’d me up! A wimp of a man, a real-life Peter Pan Who will never grow-up! I wanna throw-up! I’m gonna hurl! I’m hoping that maybe I’ll puke out [t]his baby - A boy or a girl! A product of sin/bastard like him is the last thing I’d wanna bring into the world! I’m gonna hurl! NURSE OLIVIA: I don’t want to hear it! Evil spirits! Satan be gone! Jesus is the Word! You must pray in the name of the Son (to be heard)! LADY MONTAGUE: O dear Romeo! Why didn’t you bother to tell your own mother Of Rosalind’s woe? NURSE OLIVIA: By praying, milady, we’ll save the poor the baby And rescue the show! LADY MONTAGUE: By God, Romeo! I gotta know! ROSALIND: I’m gonna throw-- (smoke rises, lights fall) NURSE OLIVIA: Let God and let go! LADY MONTAGUE: NO, ROSALIND, NO! (runs OS) {SONG ENDS} NURSE OLIVIA: “. . . Thy Kingdom come, Thy will be done (finishes On Earth as it is in Heaven. reciting the Give us this day our daily bread Lord’s Prayer) And lead us not into temptation, But deliver us from evil . . .” (sings Baptist For Thine is the Kingdom, Doxology) And the Power and the Glory Forever! A-men! Lights dance around the room, focus on NURSE OLIVIA’s Bible, and fade.
“ABORTIFACIENT DRUGS” (sung to “My Favorite Things”) APOTHECARY: Try pennyroyal, or some belladonna! (sings to ROSALIND) Either will stop you From being a ma-ma! (gestures with belly) Or, if you like, I can throw in some rue! NURSE OLIVIA: Be careful! Those herbs can be poisonous, too! ROSALIND: I’ll take this one . . . I’ll take that one! (desperate) The lesser of the two! Please help me erase any physical trace Of Romeo Montague! {SECTION ENDS} “JULIET INTERVENES” (sung to “The Music of the Night”) JULIET: Romeo asked me to come intervene! (sings to ROSALIND) ROSALIND: (jerks Leave it to that jerk to spill all the beans! around, spills jar of beans sitting on shelf) JULIET: I can’t let you do this! (kneels with ROSALIND to pick up the seeds) BROTHER AUSTIN: (and She can if she wants! CLINIC DEFENDERS step up) JULIET: As a friend, I must stop you -- (stands, cornered) ROSALIND: (knocks My FRIEND? Are you NUTS?! over jar of legumes) {SECTION ENDS} “PRO-CHOICERS AND PRO-LIFERS” (sung to “The Farmer and the Cowman”) TOWNFOLK: Pro-Choicers and Pro-Lifers can’t be friends! There’s no way to compromise or make amends! PRO-LIFERS: YOU'RE DENYING MOTHERHOOD! PRO-CHOICERS: WE DEFY BIG BROTHERHOOD! TOWNFOLK: That’s the reason why it never ends! Church and State shouldn’t hate each other! Why take sides and fight like fools? PRO-LIFER: One controls the House and Senate! PRO-CHOICER: One controls the Public Schools! APOTHECARY: I’d like to have a Word with the preacher (to Who worships at my clinic every morn, PRO-LIFER) Bombarding us with pamphlets and with prayer: You make us wish that YOU were never born! PRO-LIFER: I have to laugh at all you Family-Planners (to Who’d kill to stop the overpopulation! APOTHECARY) Supporters of abortion should die off in gr-R-REAT proportion! By genocidal self-annihilation! (crowd cheers/boos) (SECTION ENDS) “NUTS!” (Reprise) (sung to “Notes”) PRO-CHOICERS: Why don’t you Holy Bible-thumpers Stay in Sunday School where you belong! PRO-LIFERS: We have freedom of speech to petition each One of you Liberal Left-overs from the sixties! BADGE #1: (to BROTHER AUSTIN) Keep the peace please! BADGE #2: No more riots! BROTHER AUSTIN: Keep it quiet! PRO-LIFERS and If you censor PRO-CHOICERS: That’s unfair! (converge upon Who really cares each other) About decorum! NURSE OLIVIA: BROTHER AUSTIN: This is not the proper forum This is NOT a public forum, NURSE OLIVIA: BROTHER AUSTIN: For a prayer! It’s a song! {SECTION ENDS} “BACKLASH BOYS!” (sung to “Masquerade”) WOMEN’S DRUM CORPS (enters): Back-lash Boys! Better check your attitude! Look who’s comin’! PRO-LIFERS: (recoil in fear) ANGRY WIMMIN! WOMEN’S DRUM CORPS: Drummin’ down the avenue! {SECTION ENDS} (break into cadence): Backlash boys! Better lose your attitude! Look who’s comin’! Drummin’ down the avenue! As WOMEN drum UC, POLICE keep the sides separated CR and CL, almost breaking loose, flailing at each other. JULIET takes advantage of the distraction to pull ROSALIND DL, who shakes her head at every plea. “PRO-CHOICERS AND PRO-LIFERS” (cont’d) (sung to “The Farmer and the Cowman”) BROTHER AUSTIN: Can Pro-Choicers and Pro-Lifers make amends? Can’t we make the Choice to Live like normal friends? PRO-LIFER: DON’T PLAY GAMES WITH PARENTHOOD! APOTHECARY: DON’T INVADE MY NEIGHBORHOOD! TOWNFOLK: And maybe we’ll have peace when all this ends! (break through police barrier to square-dance) Church and State shouldn’t hate each other! Why take sides and fight like fools? PRO-CHOICERS: Money runs the Private Sector! PRO-LIFERS: God belongs in the Public Schools! TOWNFOLK: Life and Choices go together! Church and State must stop this fight! PRO-LIFERS (leap- frog from US to DS): Over Reproductive Freedom! PRO-CHOICERS (from beneath): Under the Religious Right! {SONG ENDS} {Stop unsafe abortion practice: 1-800-203-1950 Laura Morgan; 713/961-7500 Women’s Injury Network. Prevent unwanted abortion: 800-TNN-4MOM The Nurturing Network} “JULIET’S PROPOSAL” (sung to “The Music of the Night”) TOWNFOLK help each other up, shake hands, slip off behind the set. NURSE OLIVIA gathers signs/hands props to BROTHER AUSTIN who carries them OSL. JULIET: (kindly Take your time in reaching a decision. to ROSALIND) ROSALIND: I WON’T be preached at by a Pro-Life Christian! I have the right to choose any herb I wish to use! ROSALIND: JULIET: To abort the bastard child Don’t abort the last in line Of Montague’s! Of Montagues! ROSALIND: Back off! I’ve had enough . . . verbal abuse! (cries on JULIET’s shoulder) JULIET: What if . . I gave . . . my consent to marry (hesitantly) Paris? And adopt the child you carry? ROSALIND: I’m scared to make that choice! JULIET: Listen to your inner voice! ROSALIND: (as if It tells me to respect you as a friend . . . hearing two voices) . . . but not to trust another man again! How do I know I won’t become a single-mum If your marriage to Paris doesn’t last? Is he stable? Or just another bum? JULIET: I’m sure he’ll tell you ALL about his past (aside, Before you even have to ask! rolling eyes) {SECTION ENDS} “JULIET’S COUPLET (Reprise)” (sung to “Raoul I’ve Been There”) JULIET: I’ll marry Paris, if that’s what I must do (regretfully) To save the heir of my true love, Montague! {SECTION ENDS} Curtain, sets, lights suddenly change. ROSALIND, startled, runs OSR, NURSE OLIVIA follows behind. LORD CAPULET bursts in with BROTHER AUSTIN, hugs JULIET. Townfolk re-enter, chatter, change into wedding costumes.
“LORD CAPULET REJOICES” (sung to “Dice Are Rolling”) LORD CAPULET: Did you hear that? (ecstatic, to She finally consented! BROTHER AUSTIN) Let’s skip to the big wedding scene! {SECTION ENDS} “JULIET’S REFUSAL” (sung to “Notes”) JULIET: Daddy, please, not now! That isn’t how the company Agreed to stage this! It’s outrageous! LORD CAPULET: You’re just rebellious! JULIET: I’d say, well/hell, yes! But I won’t put up with changes, (as script is Rearrangements, handed to her) In the middle of the . . . script. JULIET stares in horror, flips pages to vault scene, realizing her doom. PARIS (barges in DL, << OU-ere EEZ she? >> with huge bouquet) JULIET: I better hide! (dodges OSR) PARIS: My future bride! LORD CAPULET (chases after JULIET OSR): PARIS: Come BACK here! << Where EEZ she! >> CAST: (turning into She’s off-stage-right! wedding GUESTS) PARIS: We must get married!/We better find her! PARIS/LORD CAPULET (drags JULIET back to DC): Before milady/the lady changes her mind! PARIS stops BROTHER AUSTIN from sneaking off OSL, backs him into JULIET. LORD CAPULET: Brother Austin! (takes script YOU recite the lines! from JULIET, hands to BROTHER AUSTIN) JULIET: O Brother Austin! Can’t we rehearse this?! BROTHER AUSTIN: I’ll try to stall them, (stage whisper, But can’t reverse this fumbling script) Once you’re joined as husband and wife! LORD CAPULET: So - Pre - pare to marry Par - (is)! JULIET: That isn’t fair -- it’s not your business! LORD CAPULET: Yes, it is, miss! (escorts PARIS US to greet GUESTS) JULIET: (to Is there no way BROTHER AUSTIN) Out of this mess? BROTHER AUSTIN: We could play That famous vault trick, (checking script) But that scene Looks awful morbid! JULIET: I would rather Be left for dead Than to be wed To that character/Paris-guy for life! {SECTION ENDS} “PAST ALL HOPE" (sung to “Point of No Return”) JULIET: Past all hope for help, or cure! (aside) From hell or heaven! Our wedding once it’s done can’t be undone! No way out of this - damned/darned - spot! Except deception! I should have run away back in Act One! (to audience What verse would Shakespeare have me say? and BROTHER Should I argue, curse, or pray? AUSTIN, still Or shall I join him in the graveyard? consulting script) (to BROTHER Please delay the wedding scene AUSTIN, pleading And make them practice! while he shakes While Romeo buys time inside the joint? his head) [’Til we straighten out this plot, Somehow I promise!] PARIS: (to JULIET, It’s time that you and I while BROTHER Were join’d! {SECTION ENDS} AUSTIN joins the GUESTS US) “PARIS’ PROPOSAL” (sung to “All I Ask of You”/“Notes”) PARIS: Are you ready . . . for a lifetime marriage? (sings) Man and wife in Christian servitude? JULIET: Not with you! (sarcastic) PARIS: (signals Ahem! orchestra director to start again) Are you ready for a lifetime marriage? JULIET: I would rather marry Montague/ (woefully) /I’m in love with fair young Montague! PARIS: His days are few! (regretfully) JULIET/PARIS: Could we/Why not make our contract . . . temporary? PARIS: At least we’d have a half a honeymoon! {SECTION ENDS} ’Tis better to have loved and lost Than lost out all together! (melodramatic) It’s so tragic! And so grievous/Quelle une pity!* To miss out on such a treasure! *[some French phrase] JULIET (blushes): That’s so sweet of you to say that, PARIS (kissing her hand): JULIET: I was Paris! Talking about me instead of you! (jerks hand away) {SECTION ENDS} PARIS and JULIET tango DS. BROTHER AUSTIN stalls for time, deliberately misdirects the wedding GUESTS US, who dance into each other, as well as the sets, knock down flowery streamers/banner, and get tangled in them. “LIFETIME MARRIAGE” (sung to “Love and Marriage”) WEDDING GUESTS: Lifetime marriage, lifetime marriage! PARIS/JULIET: (as he dips her) More outdated than the horse and carriage! JULIET: (twirls) Why be like our mothers? PARIS: Mad at Dad for chasing others? WEDDING GUESTS: Lifetime marriage, lifetime marriage! PARIS/JULIET: Prison bars around the baby carriage! PARIS: Trapped in guilt from Grandpa! JULIET: Taken hostage by your Grandma! JULIET/PARIS + WEDDING GUESTS: Try to pick a perfect partner and family tree, (who run smack But if you should make an error-- into a tree) WEDDING GUESTS: LORD CAPULET (yells): STOP-- STOP!!! GUESTS stop to re-assemble, as the affair dissolves into utter chaos. JULIET/PARIS (a cappella): Or you’ll commit adultery! (continue to sing without Lifetime marriage, lifetime marriage! WEDDING GUESTS) False delusions that we must disparage! If we love each other, We’ll let go if we need another! {SECTION ENDS} “PARIS’ PROPOSAL” (cont’d) (sung to “All I Ask of You”) PARIS: (gracefully Why did you agree if you don’t love me? lifting JULIET) JULIET: I promised Romeo and Rosalind I’d do anything to save their baby, But she doesn’t want to raise his child! PARIS: (bravely, I’ll counsel them until they’ve reconciled! dropping JULIET to preach boldly Any mother and father should remain as one! to audience) /should preserve their bonds! JULIET: (picking If not lovers, at least they should be friends! herself up slowly) For the sake of their daughters and their sons! PARIS: (helping So they’ll be one happy family in the end! JULIET to her feet) JULIET (slyly): Would you visit Romeo and Rosalind? And discuss the matter of adoption? All she needs to know Is you’re not like Romeo! PARIS: Of course not! I’m a finer man than he! JULIET: Convince her, and I’ll gladly marry thee! (kisses his cheek) {SECTION ENDS} “LIFETIME MARRIAGE” (cont’d) (sung to “Love and Marriage”) LADY CAPULET (dabbing eyes): Lifetime marriage, lifetime marriage! (as GUESTS twirl/roll up Bless-ed joy for Juliet and Paris! in both ends of a banner) What a lovely couple! LORD CAPULET: Perhaps he’ll keep her out of trouble! JULIET: Contract marriage! PARIS: Short-term marriage! JULIET/PARIS: Our only hope to stop a forced miscarriage! A lover's knot may sever, But friendships ought to last forever! WEDDING GUESTS: (in one big bundle) And tight-knit families stick together! {SONG ENDS}
“ON THE STREET WHERE YOU DIED” (sung to “On the Street Where You Live”) ROMEO walks in a dream through cloud of smoke, looking down at the 4- square/hopscotch marks on sidewalk, and children’s markings on the wall. ROMEO: Tybalt isn’t this where you and Julie used to play? Now it fills my heart with gloom! Why did we have to choose this spot to get carried away, And send you to uncertain doom? (traces chalk marks on wall: game of “hangman”) Your heart lay on the ground while you were pounded to a paste, (slowly hopscotches, loses his balance) Another liver gone to waste! (spoken): DRAT! (falls backward to the ground, splattered with dried blood) I have often fought on this street before, But the pavement wasn’t stained red as a beet before! All at once are my thoughts of homicide, Knowing I’m on the street where you died! Will the media crash your funeral? Will they treat you like another roman numeral? (points out graffiti on wall: (C)MCMXCVIII) Did the blood I spill go to heav’n or hell? No, it’s still on the street where you died! Although the judicial system Teaches/Offers no forgiveness of sin, I hope the jury is Christian, So we’ll have mercy, peace, and justice in the end! (OPTIONAL: God’s Voice: “HA!” Romeo looks up and around) What will happen now to my family? This insanity is worse than any penalty! I would rather fry than be left alive, Standing here on the street where you died! (walks by poster/billboard sign: 1-800-72-LIVER) Standing here on the street -- where -- you -- died! {SONG ENDS} ROMEO awakened by JULIET, panicking that production delays will force her to marry PARIS and fake her death to escape the lifetime contract. “THE MOST HORRIBLE DREAM” (sung to “The Impossible Dream”) ROMEO: I dreamed the most horrible dream! (sings) I faced the most fearsome of foes! The shame that would punish injustice With blame so the violence grows! JULIET: You must clear your name of this wrong, So your case won’t drag on for so long That I’ll have to marry poor Paris, Who sings more unbearable songs! (sits up, belts out): I’d rather DIE than live with that JER-Kuh! ROMEO: Don’t joke about DYING, you’ll drive me BERSER-Kuh! JULIET: I’ll fake mine own death! I’ll hide in the vault! (overly Till you’re cleared of this capital/earth-shaking* crime passionate) that was never your fault! *(grabs bars, shakes For I know if I only have faith the cheap, flimsy set) that this nightmare will cease, When you’re free you will come back for me when I’m resting in peace... {SECTION ENDS} “STAR-CROSSED COUPLET (Reprise)” (sung to “Raoul I’ve Been There”) JULIET (rests her head against bars): You will rescue me, won’t you Romeo? ROMEO (spoken): “Ppbbfftt!” (sings): Now, Juliet! I’ve gone as far as I can go! {SECTION ENDS} “WORLD WITHOUT WAR” (sung a cappella to “Part of Your World”) ROMEO (sings): How many Romeo’s and Juliet’s Have tried this before And died RIGHT on the stage set? A glamourous/passionate scene for the screen, But what does it mean? Has the world changed? Or risen above The notion of killing and dying for love? [Or has it grown used to the shedding of blood?] That’s not for me! We must live to see A world without war! JULIET (amazed): How can you believe In justice and peace And not be Christian? Or live day to day Not knowing the Grace Of God’s Holy will? ROMEO (frantic): How shall this play end? Shall we be remembered As a couple of “star-crossed cadavers”? JULIET: But we’ll do it diff’rent! ROMEO: -- Over my dead body! You’ll get us both killed! JULIET: How many Juliet’s and Romeo’s (to audience) Get stuck in relations unequally yoked? Will I be a “lady-in-waiting” all of my life? Till I see the day God touches his heart The ultimate act of faith on my part! Until he’s reborn, how can we be joined As husband and wife? ROMEO: How can you believe in “equality” And call yourself “Christian”? When only the few who worship like you Are worthy to save? JULIET (spoken, in tears): You know that’s not true! ROMEO: If I take your cue, will I find myself “blindly led to Heaven” - What’s this leading into? Am I being sent to some premature grave? JULIET (bats eyes): Have some faith, Romeo! Please, just for once! ROMEO (gives in): All right -- but ONLY if I ABSOLUTELY MUST! ROMEO (touches her face): JULIET: I’ll try this again This time our plans to please you -- will come through, And risk my own life! We must get it right! {SECTION ENDS} “THE MOST HORRIBLE DREAM (cont’d)” (sung to “The Impossible Dream”) ROMEO: But the world better thank us for this, (sings) That our love so exploited for years Will finally come to fruition In the glorious name of- JULIET (perks up): The Lord? Jesus Christ? ROMEO: No, silly! (sings) SHAKESPEARE! {SONG ENDS} Disappointed, JULIET sighs, rests her head back down. [Optional Reprise of love scene in the dark see Appendix]
“KANGAROO COURT” (sung to “Notes”/“Prima Donna”/“Rainbow High”/“Rainbow Tour”) DIRECTOR: Everybody take your places! This scene is about to start! JUDGE: (fumbling with costume) But my robe isn’t pressed! DIRECTOR: Hurry up! Get dressed! (to WRITER) I’ll take away Your lap-top if you don’t stop Making changes! WRITER: But you SAID To chop some pages From this scene! DIRECTOR: I didn’t mean That ev’ry night You must re-write Each little part! (throwing hands No wonder why in the air) I cannot stand Performance Art! {SECTION ENDS} As JURY is seated, LORD/LADY CAPULET enter, fuming over their scripts. LORD CAPULET: INJUSTICE! (to DIRECTOR) I’m going to quit! / DIRECTOR: Lord Capulet! Walk off the set! LADY CAPULET: You must adjust this! (to WRITER) DIRECTOR: Don’t be upset! (to LORD CAPULET) LORD CAPULET: I won’t submit to A “feminist writer”! WRITER: (looks Who, me? up from writing) HE’S the director! / DIRECTOR: I’M the Director! LAWYER (to JURY): Ignore him! LORD CAPULET (to WRITER): Re-write my part! LAWYER (to JUDGE): He’ll taint the jury! LADY CAPULET: I protest! NEWS REPORTER: Here comes our star! (flashes camera A headline story! as ROMEO enters) LADY MONTAGUE: O Romeo! LORD/LADY CAPULET: Your son is doomed! LORD MONTAGUE: No, I don’t think so! DIRECTOR/LORD MONTAGUE: The only character who dies is TYBALT -- (checking script) A minor role! WRITER/LADY MONTAGUE: We’re NOT sacrificing the lead(s)! LADY CAPULET: (to JUDGE/LAWYER) You’re not defending every person! (to LORD/LADY MONTAGUE) You’re only standing up for YOUR/HER son! In all due fairness, What about my precious nephew? The family that he left? (to ROMEO) You little murderer! (as she is pulled away) ANIMAL! JUDGE: Stay fifty feet From Romeo! DIRECTOR: Forget this scene! Forget this show! LADY CAPULET: (to WRITER/JUDGE) Why should Tybalt die without cause? LORD CAPULET: (to JUDGE/JURY) This is re-vul-sive! ROMEO (to JUDGE): Your Honor, pardon me! LORD CAPULET: (to ROMEO/LAWYER): YOU are re-pul-sive! ROMEO (to LAWYER): Don’t let the jury be too hard on me! LADY MONTAGUE: You must save/spare him! (to WRITER/JUDGE/JURY) My Romeo! (as she swoons all over the place) DIRECTOR (to WRITER): I told you twice To cut this scene! WRITER (to DIRECTOR): They’re improvising In between! LORD CAPULET: This is a mockery! DIRECTOR: The play is long enough! (wrestles with WRITER) You’re wasting paper! LORD CAPULET: A legal lottery! DIRECTOR (rips script): No more reprises in the score! /JUDGE (bangs gavel): /Can I have order in my court?! {SECTION ENDS} JUDGE (spoken): Defendant rise. (to ROMEO): You’re charged with murder. DIRECTOR: This play is murder, too! JUDGE: In the case: the State of Texas vs. Montague! DIRECTOR: “Kangaroo Court” -- Take 5, Page 52, Act 3, Scene 2! {SECTION ENDS} LORD CAPULET: I don’t think we need to hear (interrupts) More than this scoundrel’s guilty plea! This case is over! DIRECTOR: Just stick to the script! Don’t ad lib! (to WRITER) No more re-writing it! (bangs gavel) This scene is called to order! JURY: (jumps Five! Ten! Fifteen! Twenty! up in a wave) Life sentence! Death sentence! Thirty! Forty! Fifty! Sixty! Death sentence! Life in prison! LADY MONTAGUE: I’m Romeo’s Mother! I plead for your mercy! This already hurts me! More than you know! It’s not a solution To punish another soul! Please don’t execute - my Romeo! JURY: Five! Ten! Fifteen! Twenty! Life sentence! Death sentence! LADY CAPULET: He slew Tybalt! (rises, pointing) He even admits it! I hope that he gets it! An eye for an eye! So we can see justice! BOTH LADIES: You’ve suffered, but so have I! LADY CAPULET: Because of his actions, Your son must die! JURY: Life sentence! Death sentence! Five! Ten! Fifteen! Twenty! (split) Five! Ten! Fifteen! Twenty! Life sentence! Death Sentence! Death! Life! Death! Life! Twenty! Fifteen! Ten! Five! Twenty! Fifteen! Ten! Five! Death! Life! Death! Life! ROMEO: But my weaker companions were clearly attacked by their enemy! Give me amnesty! I had to defend them! LAWYER: I’m your - LAWYER: WRITER: Lawyer! I’m the Writer! LAWYER/WRITER: You’ll do as I tell you! LAWYER: Or I’ll sue - WRITER: Or I’ll kill you! LAWYER/WRITER (competing): With the stroke of a pen! DIRECTOR (mad): This is way too chaotic! WRITER (glad): Let’s back up and start again! JUDGE (sad): Just skip to the ending! LAWYER: You’re not a dictator who knows how to carry this case! WRITER: And you’re not the star of the show, so get out of my face! JUDGE (bangs gavel twice): LET’S -- STOP -- all this nonsense! (accidentally hits DIRECTOR) This ain’t no way to run a courtroom! DIRECTOR (grabs gavel, bonks JUDGE on the head): More like a zoo! LAWYER: JUDGE: LORD CAPULET: ROMEO: So you noticed This is (A) pack of wild What's my line? it, too! lawsuit abuse! kangaroos! Where's my cue? DIRECTOR/JUDGE: (fighting over gavel) Order! In the courtroom! This show is supposed to be A musical comedy! Not screwball tragedy! ALL: Disorder in the Kangaroo Court! The judge curses underneath his breath! The gavel goes bang, the verdict still hangs On what to do with Montague While the jury says: Death! and Life and Death! and Life and Death! Mass chaos in the Kangaroo Court! The choice is prison, life, or death! The gavel goes bang - {SECTION ENDS} “PAROLEE'S LAMENT” (sung to “Waltz for Eva and Che”) PAROLEE: [BANG!] (fires gun Oh, how I’d kill to get fifty years! in the air, But my civil rights interfere waves it, as Since every jail is overcrowded! cast freezes, Don’t give me no mandatory release! dives for cover Condemning me to a life on the streets! in audience/court) Please trade me back for Romeo! {SECTION ENDS} “TAKE ME BACK TO MY PRISON” (sung to “Take Me Back to Manhattan”) PAROLEE: The more I roam (sings to Without a home, court/audience) The more I walk the street, The more I become convinced of the fact That prison can’t be beat! (OS sound of someone getting beaten up) These black and white stripes Look good on my types, And when I’m on parole, I pester the pastor to save me a place, For ’e sure can’t save my soul! Send me back to my prison! Take me back to my cell! I’m just longing to see once more: Four solid walls and a cold, hard floor! Tell my friends and my family: Don’t waste your money on bail! I miss the hot meals, the bunk-beds, The drug deals with them blockheads! ’Til I’m sent right back to my prison, My bed-and-breakfast jail! Take me back! Take me back! Take me back, cuz I wanna go back! To my rough but ready, ratty, rent-free jail! {SECTION ENDS} ALL: Mass chaos in the Kangaroo Court! The director's wasting all his breath! The gavel goes bang, the verdict still hangs On where to go with Romeo While the jury cries: JURY: Death! and Life and Death! and Life and Death! FOREMAN: And Life! {SECTION ENDS} JUDGE: Order! Order in the Court! DIRECTOR: I’ll take a cheeseburger! JUDGE: In the State of Chaos -- I mean -- Texas vs. Montague! DIRECTOR: “Kangaroo Court” -- Take 6, Page 54, Act 3, Scene 2! {SECTION ENDS} “JUDGE, YOUR HONOR” (sung to “Prima Donna”) JURY: Judge, Your Honor, of Southern District Court! (or The jury’s hung. We hold our tongue by the Fifth Amendment! FOREMAN) We’d rather see both the families agree What to do, and reach a true agreement! JUDGE: Petition granted! Now clear it from my court! The time is short, and my humor runs dry! No more guns, drop your swords! You’ll use much kinder words To mediate, negotiate, build a friendship! LORD MONTAGUE: What?! Objection! LORD CAPULET: Monsignor of the Court! LADY CAPULET: Your Majesty! LADY MONTAGUE: Most Exc'llency! LORDS + LADIES CAPULET/MONTAGUE: Royal Highness! JUDGE: It's foolish to duel! LORDS CAPULET + MONTAGUE: How unusually cruel! LORDS + LADIES CAPULET/MONTAGUE: We'd rather you would jail us LADIES CAPULET + MONTAGUE: Or fine us! {SECTION ENDS} “TAKE ME BACK TO MY PRISON” (cont’d) (sung to “Take Me Back to Manhattan”) PAROLEE: Tell the judge and the jury (holds Don't waste free housing on them! DIRECTOR I need the hot meals! A warm bed at gunpoint) More than these arguing blockheads! Get Romeo out of prison! And throw me back instead! (to JURY/ AUDIENCE) Take me back! JURY: MONTAGUE/CAPULET/DIRECTOR: Take him back! Take him back/Kick his ass!/Kiss my ass! PAROLEE: Take me back! Cuz I wan - na - go - ba-a-a-ck . . . To m-y-y-y pent - house prison! Take me back instead! JURY stands, applauds wildly; PAROLEE bows, blows kisses. {SECTION ENDS} JUDGE: For the LAST time, I want order! Order -- (to DIRECTOR): Don’t EVEN think about saying it! JUDGE: In the case of Texas vs. Montague! DIRECTOR/JURY: “Kangaroo Court” -- Take 7, Page 56 -- No, 55! (tossing script): Whatever! It’s Act 3, Scene 2! {SECTION ENDS} “JUDGE, YOUR HONOR” (cont’d) (sung to “Prima Donna”) JUDGE: Ladies! Lords! Restore order in my court! My temper’s short, and this scene’s running long! No weapons, no swords! You'll make peace, using words Not for fighting, but uniting in song! {SECTION ENDS} “MEDIATE” (sung to “Masquerade”) JURY: Mediate! Make peace! Negotiate! Why litigate? Don’t let the state Dominate communication! Mediate! Seeking freedom, healing hate! Alleviate! Don’t debate! No more anger and frustration! LORD MONTAGUE: Legal fees! LORD CAPULET: Precedence! LADY MONTAGUE: Can’t buy peace! LADY CAPULET: Or innocence! WRITER/LAWYER: Attorneys!/Appendices! JUDGE: Evidence! DIRECTOR: Guilty pleas! ROMEO: In self-defense! ALL: Justice Takes a walk Take a walk Money talks Through a huge Takes a lot! But can it Revolving An endless win your case? prison door! paper chase! {insert links to mediation resources: conflict resolution training: 747-9999 TX AVP (workshops); 1-800-569-4054 (manuals); 526-TALA TX Accts & Lawyers for Arts} JURY: Mediate! Praise God it’s not too late! State your case! Don’t be afraid To convey your own opinion! Arbitrate! (If you cannot mediate!) Separate Church and state From your personal dominion! JULIET enters in spirit, or voice over PA; whispers in her father’s ear. JULIET: Mediate! Change the world! Restore your faith! (hugs LORD CAPULET) Celebrate! Congregate And create a real solution! (JULIET disappears) JURY: Advocate Harmony instead of hate! Free the state! Unlock the gate To a global revolution! LORD CAPULET: Juliet? (looks around) JUDGE: Montague! (points gavel) Capulet! We’ll start with you! LORDS CAPULET/ MONTAGUE: (point Why with us? to their wives) Why not them? Ladies first! LADIES CAPULET/ MONTAGUE: Silly men! JUDGE: I’ll lock you in my Judge’s Chambers! Day and night While you fight/ LORDS/LADIES: /We’ll only fight! CAPULET/MONTAGUE: /They’ll only fight! JUDGE: ’Til you learn to make peace, Or it’s contempt of -- Court / LORD CAPULET: Lord, {SECTION ENDS; BLENDS INTO NEXT} “JUDGE, YOUR HONOR” (cont’d) (sung to “Prima Donna”) JUDGE:/LORD CAPULET: -- Court/Lord, have Mercy! LORD MONTAGUE: Official of the Court! LADY MONTAGUE: Your Majesty! LADY CAPULET: Most Exc'llency! LORDS + LADIES CAPULET/MONTAGUE: Royal Highness! JUDGE: It’s stupid to duel! LORDS CAPULET + MONTAGUE (to Judge): How unusual! And cruel! LADIES CAPULET/MONTAGUE: We'd rather you would jail us LORD MONTAGUE (quickly correcting them): Or fine us! LORD CAPULET(to Director in background): I'm Lord Capulet! I will not leave this set, till my civil rights are respected! JUDGE/DIRECTOR: Lords and Ladies! Be quiet in my court/Please exit from the court! DIRECTOR: Life is too short! Can’t we all get along? JUDGE: No bullets, no swords! You’ll make peace - mark my words! JUDGE/DIRECTOR: Now hurry, and finish this song! {SECTION ENDS} DIRECTOR How can anyone expect me to direct (aside): A pack of starving actors crammed upon a set? A lawyer, judge, and jury! Parents in a fury! (ducks Felon on parole gunfire) (No sense of gun control!) A writer whose song lyrics Seem to mix Tom Lehrer, Timmy Leary, And expanding chaos theory! People may be used to one or even two But not a four hour musical! JUDGE/DIRECTOR: Lords and Ladies, why mince your syllables? This play needs action, not overlapping Operatic retorts! Since the Play producer’s budget can’t afford the wealth To pay for all the damage to my mental health, JUDGE: Remove this case from -- [pause] JURY: Remove this man from -- [pause] DIRECTOR: Remove this scene from -- [pause] JUDGE/JURY/DIRECTOR: My Court! / The Floor!! / The Score!!! {Entire cast and crew collapse or storm off the set, leaving one critic standing in the audience, clapping wildly} CRITIC: EN-CORE!!! {SONG ENDS}
“DUELING DADS” (sung to “She’s a Diamond”/“New Argentina”, etc.) CAPULET: Who in hell does the Writer think she is? (scowling) Mediation?! MONTAGUE: The right to petition! BOTH: Free speech! What cruel and unthinkable torture is this?! MONTAGUE: With rulings like that one, why bother with capital punishment! {SECTION ENDS} CAPULET: Hey! Your son Romeo mutilated my nephew! MONTAGUE: Tybalt attacked his friends! CAPULET (under his breath): Those faggots! MONTAGUE: Their behavior is caused by your DUMB marriage laws! CAPULET: What illogical nonsense! How did you ever get through law school? MONTAGUE: Well, YOU can’t sing or act! How did you get cast in this play? CAPULET: You’re the one without a talent or a clue! Thank God I was cast as me instead of you! MONTAGUE: That’s not true! You haven’t heard me blow my sax with heart and soul! CAPULET: You had to blow SOMEONE to get a leading role! {SECTION ENDS} “YOU’RE A FLOP” (sung to “You’re the Top”) CAPULET: At mowing you low, I’m such a pro! And I’ve always found I’m bound Not to pussyfoot around, But cut you down, right to the ground! I love parading my crude berating That will leave you with a scar, And though my song is not too long, At least it will speak of how WEAK you are! You’re a flop, you’re a total joke! (Ask your pop if the condom broke!) You’re a social bum, a hopeless scum, you’re trash! You’re a screechy wiper, a dirty diaper with diaper rash! You’re the pits, you’re the worst disgrace! You’re the zits on a greasy face! A pompous poser ’bout to close up shop! You’re a ZERO from the bottom to the top! MONTAGUE: Your snarling, darling, ain’t worth the quarreling! On the other hand, boy, you stank, And with each complaint you crank, My interest shrank, and down it sank! Some wimpy “yes-man” with the Houston Press can Give you a good review, Their critic department must be hard up, [OR: Their theatre staff must be blind and daft] Cuz I don’t see what they see in you! You’re a flop, you’re a mangy mutt! You’re what drops from a hippo’s...behind! You’re the slime I’d wipe off a sewage pipe! You’re muck! You’re a closet boozer, a natural loser, you’re Daffy Duck! You’re a spud, you’re a squashed zucchini! Elmer Fudd, and Beanie Weanies! A hot air balloon that’s scheduled soon to pop! (pokes the big belly of CAPULET who laughs: “STOP!”) You’re a BOZO from the bottom to the top! CAPULET: You’re the fuzz on a rotten peach! MONTAGUE: You’re a scuz, a blood-sucking leech! CAPULET: You’re manure on the street In the summer heat of Spain! BOTH: You’re a toxic lake, a belly-ache, BOTH: You’re a (bumping heads) MI-GR-AINE! MONTAGUE: You’re the nose on the ancient Sphinx! CAPULET: You’re what grows in my bathroom sinks! MONTAGUE: You’re a pile of slop about to go ker-plop! BOTH: You’re a BOZO from the bottom, You’re a ZERO from the bottom, You’re a “DITTO” from the bottom to the top! {SECTION ENDS} “DUELING DADS” (cont’d) (sung to “She’s a Diamond”/“New Argentina”, etc.) MONTAGUE: I resented you/How I hated you Ever since high school When you dated “Miss President” (dreamily) Of Republicans for a Cleaner Environment. . . So I went to Homecoming with the Head of The “Death Penalty Debate Team” (sadly) Who quickly talked me into a “life sentence”! CAPULET: That gorgeous doll?! I confess that I was jealous, too! BOTH: I do anything at all To trade . . . off wives . . . with . . . you . . . MEN exchange glances, break into grins/laughter. (Optional dialogue: “Hey, that's not a bad idea!” “Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” etc.) “YOU’RE A FLOP” (sung to “You’re the Top”) MEN shake hands/take turns slapping each other’s back harder and harder: [You’re my hero from the bottom to the top!] Wanna thank you from the bottom, Gonna thank you from the bottom Gotta/God I thank you from the bottom of my heart! {SONG ENDS}
“LADY CAPULET’S GRIEF” (sung to “Another Suitcase in Another Hall” /“High Flying Adored”) LADY CAPULET: I search the skies (sings) To find the sun of my life has gone black! Unless you count his final bow/the curtain call, Tybalt’s not coming back! LORD MONTAGUE: Nay, milady, such bright rays -- (squints up at And low-budget lights we’re using! -- the spotlights Leave little room for somber hues ‘n’ Cries like that! LADY CAPULET: I beg your pardon, now! (startled) LORD MONTAGUE: Sons must set, that daughters may rise ‘n’ (signals to tech for more romantic lighting) LADY CAPULET: Leave my garden, NOW! (shooing him) LORD MONTAGUE: Blue moons turn to new moons on a pink horizon! (Pink and blue gels are adjusted until they blend to soften the light) LADY CAPULET: Do you dare mock my grief? LORD MONTAGUE: I’m trying to make colorful conversation, LADY CAPULET: When I cannot choose but weep? LORD MONTAGUE: That I might be (kisses her hand) your consolation. {SECTION ENDS} LADY CAPULET: If grief takes five steps to heal/to soothe (unable to How many scenes can this tragic relief last? resist his touch) And how can a mother feel/how else shall I suffer through Such “outrageous misfortune” until it too shall pass? LORD MONTAGUE: In silence as I have, separated from you! And with patience, my true love! Awaiting the moment, a chance for elopement! Too scared to open up my mouth and a-- {SECTION ENDS} LADY CAPULET plants a huge kiss on his lips, embrace passionately. LADY MONTAGUE enters, calling out for Rosalind, followed by LORD CAPULET. LADY MONTAGUE: Blasted adulterer! O woe is me! (falls backward To have seen what I didn’t need to see! onto LORD CAPULET) LORD CAPULET: O milady, life isn’t always fair! LORD CAPULET: LADY MONTAGUE (stumbles on PARIS/ROSALIND in bushes): It could be worse! It just got worse -- That’s Rosalind and Paris? Paris! [Surprise Reprise of PARIS/ROSALIND’s duet may fit anywhere in here!] [OPTIONAL REPRISE: I Wanna Throw Up! Paris and Rosalind] LORD CAPULET faints. LADY MONTAGUE administers CPR, LORD CAPULET kisses her back, rests his head in her lap as they sit on the garden bench. "IT'S ADULTERY" (sung to "It's De-Lovely") LADY MONTAGUE: We’re not in love, it’s very clear. (looking toward We can’t stay married another year! others) (aside It’s unlawful! (Simply awful!) to audience) It’s adultery! LORD CAPULET: If I’ve put you, my true wife away, It's shameful whether I'm straight or gay -- How enlightening! (spoken): Oh how frightening! It’s adultery! BOTH: It’s no wonder we fight! Living wrong for so long, we’ve forgotten what’s right! We would be better friends if we only let go! How were we to know? Oh-- LADY M: (kisses her fingertip, touches his lips)--Say no more! LORD C: (muffled under her finger) Except “I do”! BOTH: I’ll gladly trade that old bag/my old man for you! No more lying! Dishes flying! No more crying! No more spying! (spot other couple watching) No more guilt trips, false commitments! No more lies, It’s adultery! LADY CAPULET: I feel a sudden urge to scream Some four-letter words in a continual stream! But to squelch my desire to curse, I’ll sing in Shakespearean verse! LORD MONTAGUE: To switch off partners seems to me The perfect end to this calamity! Why not bring great joy from pain? Let us all join in and sing the refrain! [Optional Aria: PARIS/ROSALIND still making out PARIS: Ma-pet-EAT-a-MI! ROSALIND: Ah-oui-ah-OUAIS-pa-ree! PARIS: ROSALIND: O-bébé-please-don’t-TI’s! Don’t ruin the whole love scene!] Lord/Lady C: The time has come to call it quits Instead of fighting like idiots! How relieving! No more grieving! No more suffering! Lord/Lady M: Life turns around when we endorse True marriages without divorce! No more cheating! It’s misleading! It’s adultery! ALL: See the big civil court! (See the clerk’s face when she types the report!) Hear the loud BANG of the gavel ending our doom! Let’s leave the room! ZOOOM! (Couples tango until they bump) How we cheer and how we smile, Going hand-in-hand-in-hand-in-hand (group tango) down the aisle! To a wedding bed yet undefiled (spoken: “Where the four of us can go hog wild!”) No offending! Backwards bending! {imaginative choreography} No pretending a happy ending! No more guilt trips, false commitments! No more lies! No adultery! {SONG ENDS}
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