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Dick Whittington - by Limelight Scripts |
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Characters
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Cheapside London |
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Music cue 3: Chorus/Londoners: After song ends… |
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Chorus move back upstage. |
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Fitzwarren and Alice enter (SR) |
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Alice |
What a wonderful morning father! |
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Fitzwarren |
How can you say that Alice, when the whole of London is gripped by a plague of rats? |
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A rat runs on (SR) and chases the chorus off (SL) |
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Chorus |
Aaaah! |
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Fitzwarren |
You see? That’s exactly what I’m talking about. It’s making everyone’s life miserable. |
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Alice |
I know father, but we mustn’t let it get us down. Otherwise King Rat will have won the day. |
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Fitzwarren |
We employed the scoundrel to rid the city of vermin. Instead he proclaimed himself king of the rats, and organised them against us. And all because we wouldn’t make him mayor of London. |
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Alice |
Do you have to set sail for Morocco this week father? |
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Fitzwarren |
Yes Alice. Our shop is losing money hand over fist. The rats keep breaking into the stores, and are eating us out of house and home. Which is why I have invested everything I own in this trip. The sultan of Morocco has placed an order with us for five hundred barrels of our finest treacle. |
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Alice |
Will it make you enough to retire on? |
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Fitzwarren |
No, but it’ll see us through a sticky patch. Now let’s go inside and see what’s for breakfast. |
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Both exit (SR) Sarah enters (SL) |
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Sarah |
(sings) #Oh what a beautiful morning# (spots the audience) Oh hello! What a lot of onlookers we have today. There must be something exciting about to happen. And it sure as heck isn’t this show. I know, it must be the lord mayor’s parade. Either that or lady Godiva’s protesting against the council tax again. Oh she is a brazen hussy. I don’t know how she gets away with it. Mind you, she always manages to get a rebate. When I tried it everyone just laughed at my ass. Maybe I should have ridden on a horse instead. |
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Fitzwarren and Alice enter (SR) |
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Fitzwarren |
Ah, there you are Sarah. What time are we having breakfast? |
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Sarah |
Well I don’t know what time you’re having yours, but I’ve already had mine. |
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Fitzwarren |
I didn’t see you having breakfast! |
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Sarah |
Well you wouldn’t would you? Not unless you were in McDonalds first thing this morning. |
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Alice |
Did you have a big mac? |
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Sarah |
No. I wore a small pink jacket. |
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Fitzwarren |
Well now you’re back you can make us something to eat? |
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Sarah |
Sorry. But there’s nothing in the pantry. |
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Alice |
What!? But I went shopping at (local supermarket) only yesterday. |
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Sarah |
Yes. And the rats went shopping last night. |
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Fitzwarren |
Oh no not again! And I’m starving! |
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Sarah |
I’ve managed to salvage a few bits and pieces. I could try and scrape something together for you. What would you like? |
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Fitzwarren |
I’ll have two rashers of bacon burnt to a crisp, an egg boiled so hard you’d need a hacksaw to get the top off, a slice of blackened toast, and a cup of tea that tastes like sludge. |
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Sarah |
I can’t make you a breakfast like that! |
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Fitzwarren |
Why not? You managed it yesterday. |
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A rat runs across stage. |
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Sarah |
When are you going to do something about all these rats? |
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Fitzwarren |
I’ve tried everything from traps to poison. The traps didn’t work, and we’ve run out of poison. |
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Sarah |
Have you tried Boots? |
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Fitzwarren |
I want to poison them. Not kick em to death. |
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Jack enter (SL) carrying a small bag. |
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Idle Jack |
Eh-up, it’s like a line-up for a spaghetti western. |
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Alice |
What do you mean? |
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Jack points to Alice, Fitzwarren and Sarah. |
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Idle Jack |
The good, the bad, and the ugly. |
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Fitzwarren |
Where have you been? |
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Idle Jack |
I’ve just been having a lie down, I’m knackered after all that packing I had to do ready for your trip to Morocco. |
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Fitzwarren |
Did you manage to stay awake long enough to pack my trunks? |
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Idle Jack |
Yes (hands the bag to Fitzwarren) here they are. |
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Fitzwarren |
(takes out a pair of swimming trunks) Swimming trunks? I meant my sea trunks you twit! |
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Idle Jack |
You can use them in the sea! |
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Sarah |
It beats me why alderman Fitzwarren ever employed you? |
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Fitzwarren |
You said you needed a short order cook. |
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Sarah |
Yes, and look what I got. Someone with a short order brain. |
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Fitzwarren |
If you want a job doing properly, do it yourself. |
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Fitzwarren exits muttering (SR) |
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Alice |
How come you’re so good at being lazy, Jack? |
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Idle Jack |
Well you know what they say, practice makes perfect. |
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Sarah |
And you’ve had plenty of practice. |
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Idle Jack |
I don’t know why everyone’s got it in for me. I work hard I do. |
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Sarah |
Oh yes? Name one job you had before we employed you? |
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Idle Jack |
I used to be a tree-feller in the Sahara. |
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Sarah |
But there aren’t any trees in the Sahara! |
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Idle Jack |
Well not anymore there aren’t. And before that I was a painter and decorator. But I got sacked when my boss caught me painting a kitchen wearing two Macintoshes. |
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Alice |
Why were you wearing two Macintoshes? |
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Idle Jack |
Because it said on the tin, for best results use two coats. I got my own back on him though. When he fell asleep at lunchtime I shaved his eyebrows off. |
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Alice |
I’ll bet he was surprised when he woke up. |
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Idle Jack |
Yes but you couldn’t tell (to audience) Think about it. |