The Mad Scientist's Ball...love bites a script by Donna Waylene Moore ©1999with apologies to Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley, James Whale, Tchaikovsky, Bob Dylan and Ian Anderson. |
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Dr. Pretorius: There you are both of youI was starting to worry. Do you have the cargo? Monster: The "cargo"? You call a woman cargo? Dr. Pretorius: (tossing his hand by the wrist) a bad choice of words perhaps but this is not the point. You have Mrs. Frankenstein, squared away? Monster: Yes, she is safely "stored." Dr. Pretorius: Fine, fine. Good job. This puts
us ahead of the game. Perhaps it will not be necessary to play this
trump card, but should we need to, we will have no difficulty
Now, Clyde, come with me. We must find the good doctor,
and entreat him again to divulge his secrets, and I will need you there,
in case he reveals them. You (speaking to the monster) follow close behind.
If I need you I will call. The good doctor will not as yet wish to see
you, and the news you hold the fate of his lovely bride may be just
the thing to change his mind. We see Igor at the side of the stage, having been
listening to the conversation, as the others leave he approaches, watching
them go, singing a few snatches of Aqualung
Igor: One should never break a genius heart Igor leaves the stage again singing snatches of Aqualung.
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