ACT I, SCENE 1
(We see a gigantic peaked black hat being used as a symbol to celebrate the Wicked Witch’s demise. Suddenly CITIZENS OF OZ spill out, cheering and celebrating. The hat disappears and we are outside the Wizard’s Palace, in the Emerald City
ALL
GOOD NEWS!
SHE’S DEAD!
THE WITCH OF THE WEST IS DEAD!
THE WICKEDEST WITCH THERE EVER WAS
THE ENEMY OF ALL US
IS DEAD!
GOOD NEWS!
GOOD NEWS!
SOMEONE IN THE CROWD
Look! It’s Glinda!
(GLINDA, resplendent and beautiful in her gown and tiara, descends from the sky on a mechanical device that spews soap bubbles as the CELEBRANTS point and cheer.)
VARIOUS FANATICS
Is it really her? It is, it’s her! Glinda! We love yeeew, Glindaaaaa!
GLINDA
It’s good to see me, isn’t it?
FANATICS
(Shrieks)
Yes!
GLINDA
No need to respond—that was rhetorical.
(She smiles down on them)
Fellow Ozians—
(Sings)
LET US BE GLAD
LET US BE GRATEFUL
LET US
THE WICKED WORKINGS OF YOU-KNOW-WHO
ISN’T IT NICE TO KNOW
THAT GOOD WILL CONQUER EVIL?
THE TRUTH WE ALL BELIEVE’LL BY AND BY
OUTLIVE A LIE
FOR YOU AND—
SOMEONE IN THE CROWD
Glinda! Exactly how dead is she?
GLINDA
Because there has been so much rumor and speculation—innuendo, outuendo—let me set the record straight: According to the Time Dragon Clock, The Melting occurred at the thirteenth hour, the direct result of a bucket of water thrown by a female child. Yes, the Wicked Witch of the West is dead.
SOMEONE IN THE CROWD
NO ONE MOURNS THE WICKED
ANOTHER PERSON
NO ONE CRIES: “THEY WON’T RETURN!”
ALL
NO ONE LAYS A LILY ON THEIR GRAVE
MAN
THE GOOD MAN SCORNS THE WICKED!
WOMEN
THROUGH THEIR LIVES, OUR CHILDREN LEARN:
ALL
WHAT WE MISS
WHEN WE MISBEHAVE…
GLINDA
AND GOODNESS KNOWS
THE WICKED’S LIVES ARE LONELY
GOODNESS KNOWS
THE WICKED DIE ALONE
IT JUST SHOWS WHEN YOU’RE WICKED
YOU’RE LEFT ONLY
ON YOUR OWN…
ALL
YES, GOODNESS KNOWS
THE WICKED’S LIVES ARE LONELY
GOODNESS KNOWS
THE WICKED CRY ALONE
NOTHING GROWS FOR THE WICKED
THEY REAP ONLY
WHAT THEY’VE SOWN…
GIRL IN THE CROWD
Glinda, why does Wickedness happen?
GLINDA
That’s a good question. One that many people find confusifying: Are people born Wicked? Or do they have Wickedness thrust upon them? After all, she had a childhood. She had a father… who just happened to be the Governor of Munchkinland…
(From out of the past appears a somber-looking man: the WITCH’S FATHER)
WITCH’S FATHER
I’m off to the Assembly, dear!
GLINDA
And she had a mother. As so many do…
(A hauntingly beautiful woman rushes to the SOMBER MAN’S side: the WITCH’S MOTHER)
WITCH’S FATHER
OH… HOW I HATE TO GO AND LEAVE YOU LONELY
WITCH’S MOTHER
THAT’S ALRIGHT—IT’S ONLY JUST ONE NIGHT
WITCH’S FATHER
BUT KNOW THAT YOU’RE HERE IN MY HEART
WHILE I’M OUT OF YOUR SIGHT…
(The FATHER leaves, and instantly, the MOTHER wipes his kiss from her cheek. She opens a door…)
GLINDA
And like every family—they had their secrets.
(And her LOVER, a mysterious man whose face remains in the shadows, appears.)
LOVER
HAVE ANOTHER DRINK, MY DARK-EYED BEAUTY
I’VE GOT ONE MORE NIGHT LEFT HERE IN TOWN
SO HAVE ANOTHER DRINK OF GREEN ELIXIR
AND WE’LL HAVE OURSELVES A LITTLE MIXER
HAVE ANOTHER LITTLE SWALLOW, LITTLE LADY,
AND FOLLOW ME DOWN…
(THEY kiss; sink to the floor. The LOVER disappears. The MOTHER struggles back to her feet, now hugely pregnant—)
GLINDA
But from the moment she was born she was… well, different.
(Suddenly the WITCH’S MOTHER clutches herself, in pain…)
WITCH’S MOTHER
Agghhh!!
(The WITCH’S FATHER rushes in, along with a MIDWIFE, who happens to be an Antelope. THEY hold her—)
MIDWIFE
It’s coming…
WITCH’S FATHER
Now?
MIDWIFE
The baby’s coming…
WITCH’S FATHER
And how!
MIDWIFE
I SEE A NOSE…
WITCH’S FATHER
I SEE A CURL…
MIDWIFE & WITCH’S FATHER
IT’S A HEALTHY PERFECT LOVELY LITTLE…
MIDWIFE
Ohhhhh!
WITCH’S FATHER
Sweet Oz!
WITCH’S MOTHER
What is it? What’s wrong?
MIDWIFE
HOW CAN IT BE?
WITCH’S FATHER
WHAT DOES IT MEAN?
MIDWIFE
IT’S ATROCIOUS!
WITCH’S FATHER
IT’S OBSCENE!
MIDWIFE & WITCH’S FATHER
LIKE A FROGGY, FERNY CABBAGE
THE BABY IS UNNATURALLY—
ALL
GREEN!!
WITCH’S FATHER
Take it away. Take it away…!
GLINDA
So you see—it couldn’t have been easy!
CROWD
NO ONE MOURNS THE WICKED
NOW AT LAST, SHE’S DEAD AND GONE
NOW AT LAST, THERE’S JOY THROUGHOUT THE LAND
AND GOODNESS KNOWS
GLINDA
GOODNESS KNOWS…
CROWD
WE KNOW WHAT GOODNESS IS
GLINDA
HER LIFE WAS LONLEY…
CROWD
GOODNESS KNOWS…
GLINDA
GOODNESS KNOWS…
CROWD
THE WICKED DIE ALONE…
GLINDA
SHE DIED ALONE…
CROWD
WOE TO THOSE
WHO SPURN WHAT GOODNESS IS
THEY ARE SHOWN
NO ONE MOURNS THE WICKED…
GLINDA
GOOD NEWS!
CROWD
NO ONE MOURNS THE WICKED!
GLINDA
GOOD NEWS!
CROWD
NO ONE MOURNS THE
WICKED!
WICKED!
CROWD
WICKED!
GLINDA
Well, this has been fun. But as you can imagine, I have much to attend to, what with the Wizard’s unexpected departure. And so, if there are no further questions—
(Suddenly, SOMEONE IN THE CROWD interrupts her.)
PERSON IN THE CROWD
Glinda! Is it true—you were her friend?!
(The CROWD gasps in disbelief. GLINDA freezes, completely thrown.)
GLINDA
Uhm… Well, I… I… Yes.
(The CROWD gasps)
GLINDA
Well, it depends on what you mean by “friend”. I did know her. That is, our paths did cross. At school… but you must understand it was along time ago… and we were both very young…
(And once again, the past comes alive. For GLINDA suddenly sees—her friend ELPHABA, just as she was on the day the GALINDA (as she was known then) first laid eyes on her, young, hopeful, and … green.)
Can this script be used for performances of the musical for example as a school musical?
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