Day 28.2
[Dorothy, the Scarecrow, and the Tin Man watch as the Wicked Witch of the West vanishes into a fireball]
Scarecrow: I'm not afraid of her! I'll see you get safely to the Wizard now, whether I get a brain or not. Stuff a mattress with me. Ha!
Tin Woodsman: I'll see you reach the Wizard, whether I get a heart or not. Beehive, bah! Let her try and make a beehive out of me!
[snaps]
Scarecrow: I'm not afraid of her! I'll see you get safely to the Wizard now, whether I get a brain or not. Stuff a mattress with me. Ha!
Tin Woodsman: I'll see you reach the Wizard, whether I get a heart or not. Beehive, bah! Let her try and make a beehive out of me!
[snaps]
Dorothy: Oh, you're the best friends anybody ever had. And it's funny, but I feel as if I'd known you all the time, but I couldn't have, could I?
Scarecrow: I don't see how. You weren't around when I was stuffed and sewn together, were you? [Scarecrow begins licking his lips as he stares at Dorothy’s head]
Tin Woodsman: And I was standing over there, rusting for the longest time.
Dorothy: Still, I wish I could remember, but I guess it doesn't matter anyway. We know each other now, don't we?
Scarecrow: That's right. [Drool begins to drip from the corner of Scarecrow’s mouth]
Tin Woodsman: We do.
Scarecrow: To Oz?
Tin Woodsman: To Oz.
Scarecrow: I don't see how. You weren't around when I was stuffed and sewn together, were you? [Scarecrow begins licking his lips as he stares at Dorothy’s head]
Tin Woodsman: And I was standing over there, rusting for the longest time.
Dorothy: Still, I wish I could remember, but I guess it doesn't matter anyway. We know each other now, don't we?
Scarecrow: That's right. [Drool begins to drip from the corner of Scarecrow’s mouth]
Tin Woodsman: We do.
Scarecrow: To Oz?
Tin Woodsman: To Oz.
Dorothy: Hungry? Here [hands Scarecrow an apple] have one of these
Scarecrow: Come along, Dorothy. You don't want any of *those* apples.
Apple Tree: Are you hinting my apples aren't what they ought to be?
Scarecrow: Oh, no. It's just that she doesn't like little green worms! Besides, I like brains!
Apple Tree: Are you hinting my apples aren't what they ought to be?
Scarecrow: Oh, no. It's just that she doesn't like little green worms! Besides, I like brains!
Tin Woodsman, Dorothy: WHAT?!?
Scarecrow: Brains, yum! Tasty, tasty brains..... [Glancing at the awe struck Tin Woodsman and Dorothy] Um..I mean, silly me, I need a brain. I haven't got a brain... only straw.
Dorothy: How can you talk if you haven't got a brain?
Scarecrow: I don't know... But some people without brains do an awful lot of talking... don't they?
Dorothy: Yes, I guess you're right.
Dorothy: How can you talk if you haven't got a brain?
Scarecrow: I don't know... But some people without brains do an awful lot of talking... don't they?
Dorothy: Yes, I guess you're right.
[The trio continues their journey down the yellow brick road when suddenly]
Tin Woodsman: Where did the Cowardly Lion go?
Dorothy: Why, he was just here a moment ago.
Scarecrow: I’m sure he’s just fine. The lion and Toto ran into the forest just before the witch came...[Scarecrow, hiding a hint of a sneer, gazes over his shoulder at the tracks left by the fleeing dog and lion] ...they’ll be just fine.
*[meanwhile]*
[After a narrow escape from a rather menacing, horrifying, surprisingly vicious attack by the Scarecrow; the Cowardly Lion and Toto cower together... shivering.]
Cowardly Lion: I *do* believe in spooks, I *do* believe in spooks. I do, I do, I do, I *do* believe in spooks, I *do* believe in spooks, I do, I do, I do, I *do*!
Toto :*Whimper*
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