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Aladdin - by Limelight Scripts |
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A Street In Old Peking |
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Music cue 1: Chorus. After song ends…All exit (SR) |
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Wishey enters (SL) dragging on a laundry basket. |
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Wishey |
Hiya everyone. My name’s Wishey Washey. And I work right here in Twankey’s family laundrette. Although I sometimes feel as though I’m the only one who does. My brother Aladdin is more interested in chasing girls than profits, and mother is more interested in looking for suitors than pressing suits. I’m sick and tired of doing all the work. So I have invented a high-tech time and motion machine that will record everyone’s movements throughout the show. Then I can play it back, and prove who does the most work around here. I’ll just go and fetch it in. (exits and returns with the machine) Here it is. Now this is a very expensive piece of kit so I don’t want anyone messing around with it. Actually, I could do with someone to keep an eye on it for me…I know. Would you keep an eye on it for me?…Great. If you see anyone going near it, just shout, ‘red-alert - red-alert!’ And see what happens. |
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Foo-Yung enters (SL) |
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Wishey |
Hiya Foo-Yung! |
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Foo-Yung |
Hiya Wishey. (looks around) Is Aladdin about? |
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Wishey |
No, he’s probably skiving off somewhere as usual. |
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Aladdin rushes on (SL) |
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Aladdin |
(panicking) Quick Wishey – hide me! |
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Wishey |
Who’s after you this time, Aladdin – a furious father – a mortified mother or some girl you promised the earth and gave the elbow? |
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Aladdin |
It’s the police! |
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Wishey |
What on earth have you been up to this time? |
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Aladdin |
I haven’t got time to explain – they’ll be here any minute! |
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Wishey |
Quick – hide in the laundry basket! |
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Aladdin |
Right. |
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Aladdin climbs into the laundry basket. |
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(off) Police whistle – Ping & Pong enter (SL) |
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Wishey |
Eh-up – it’s Ping & Pong, the wrong arm of the law. |
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Pong |
Have you seen your brother, Aladdin? |
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Wishey |
Of course I’ve seen him. We live in the same house. |
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Pong |
I meant, in the last five minutes. |
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Wishey |
No. What do you want with him anyway? |
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Ping |
He insulted a police officer. |
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Foo-Yung |
You ought to be used to that by now. |
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Wishey |
How exactly did he insult you? |
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Ping |
He asked me the time, and when I suggested he buy a watch he suggested I go boil my head. |
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Foo-Yung |
I see you took his advice. |
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Wishey |
But I thought you could ask a policeman anything. |
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Pong |
You can. |
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Foo-Yung |
Then maybe you could tell me how to stop that tomcat wailing outside my window every night. |
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Pong |
That’s easy. Just go up to it, poke it in the ribs and say ‘excuse me, but your wife is on the phone’. |
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Foo-Yung |
Will that make it stop? |
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Pong |
Well it certainly stopped me. |
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Wishey |
I didn’t realise the police had a sense of humour. |
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Pong |
Oh yes – constable Ping will back me up in that. |
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Ping |
She was only a constable’s daughter, but she let the chief inspector. Ha-ha-ha – I’ve got a dozen of them. |
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Foo-Yung |
Yes (aside) one for each brain cell. |
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Ping |
Maybe Aladdin’s hiding in that laundry basket. |
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Pong |
We’d better have a look. (goes to lift basket lid) |
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Wishey |
(holds lid down) Oh you don’t want to look in there! |
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Ping |
And why not? |
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Wishey |
It’s full of smelly old laundry. |
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Ping |
(suspicious) It sounds like you’ve got something to hide. |
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Wishey |
Me? No, I’m as honest as the day is long. |
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Pong |
(to Ping) Have you noticed how the nights are drawing in? |
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Ping |
Open the laundry basket, constable Pong. |
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Wishey |
You’ll be sorry. |
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Pong lifts the basket lid, then quickly slams it shut again. |
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Pong |
Phwaooar! What a pong, Ping! I haven’t smelt anything like that since we raided a student bedsit. |
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Ping |
Where’s this laundry from? |
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Foo-Yung |
The local Suma-Wrestling club. |
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Pong |
Well if he is hiding in there, he’ll be dead by now. |
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Ping |
When you see your brother – tell him we’re on to him. |
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Pong |
And we always get our man. |
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Ping |
Let’s go, or we’ll be late for escorting princess Jasmine’s litter. |
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Pong spots the machine. |
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Pong |
Ello-ello-ello! What’s all this then? (touches the machine) |
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Audience |
Red-alert! |
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Machine |
Warning – warning! Unauthorised handling! This unit will self-destruct in ten seconds! Nine…eight…seven… |
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Ping |
Run! |
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Ping & Pong run off (SL) |
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Foo-Yung |
Run Wishey! |
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Wishey |
It’s all right, Foo-Yung. That’s just to scare people off. It’ll reset itself in a second. |
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Machine |
Unit resetting. |
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Wishey |
What did I tell you? (opens the basket) You can come out now. |
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Aladdin climbs out wearing a large clothes-peg on his nose. |
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Aladdin |
It’s a good job I found this peg. Thanks Wishey. |
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Wishey |
Never mind thanks Wishey! You were supposed to be helping me fetch the laundry from the Monastery. I’ve had to drag their laundry basket halfway across Peking on my own. |
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Aladdin |
I sometimes wish mother didn’t have a contract with those monks. |
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Foo-Yung |
Why not? |
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Aladdin |
They have some very dirty habits. |
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Wishey |
Well if it’s not done by the time she gets back, she’ll blow her top. |
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Foo-Yung |
And she’s got plenty of top to blow believe you me. |
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Aladdin |
You worry too much, Wishey. |
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Wishey |
Well not anymore. |
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Aladdin |
That’s the spirit! |
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Wishey |
I’m too tired to worry. |
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Chorus enter (SR) |
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Aladdin |
The girls will give you a hand to get the washing done – won’t you girls? |
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Chorus |
Yes! Course we will! Etc… |
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Wishey |
Thanks girls, I’ll just have a little rest first. I’m cream-crackered. |
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Chorus move laundry basket just as Wishey is about to sit. |
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Wishey |
(falls over) Owah! |
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Aladdin |
Are you all right, Wishey? |
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Wishey |
(rubs his head) I’ve bashed me bonce. |
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Foo-Yung |
I’d better check to make sure he hasn’t got concussion. What’s three times three, Wishey? |
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Wishey |
Er…eleven? |
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Foo-Yung |
He’s fine. (helps Wishey up) |
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Wishey |
Thanks Foo-Yung. |
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Aladdin spots the machine. |
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Aladdin |
What’s that? |
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Wishey |
It’s my monitoring machine. |
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Aladdin |
What’s it monitoring? |
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Wishey |
You for a start. I only wish I could win the lottery, then I wouldn’t have to do this job this anymore. It’s embarrassing having to go through other people’s smalls – not to mention their not so smalls. |
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Foo-Yung |
Things could be worse Wishey. |
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Wishey |
How? |
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Foo-Yung |
The washing machine could break down. |
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Wishey |
Oh don’t jinx it, Aladdin. I don’t fancy doing people’s unmentionables by hand. |
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Twankey |
(off) Yoo-hoo – mummy’s home! |
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Wishey |
Speaking of unmentionables. |
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Twankey enters (SL) carrying boxes of soap-powder. |
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Twankey |
Here we are again, another day up to washing in my dirty armpits…I mean up to my armpits in dirty washing. (to audience) Oh hello, I didn’t see you all there sitting on your fortune cookies. Oh what a morning it’s been, I don’t know whether I’m coming or going. Me Feng Shui’s all over the place and me Yin and Yang have gone to pot. I’ve had a very trying day. The butcher tried – the baker tried – the milkman tried. I sometimes feel as though I’m living in a soap opera. |
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Wishey |
You mean you’re all washed up? |
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Twankey |
Watch it, or I’ll give you a good lathering! All I want is a man to pick me up, whirl me round and drain me dry. |
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Wishey |
You don’t want a man, you want a spin-drier. |
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Abanazer enters (SL) |
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Foo-Yung |
Eh-up, it’s Darth Vader. |
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Wishey |
If you’re looking for the dark side, you’re way off course. |
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Twankey |
What can we do for you? |
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Abanazer |
I’m looking for widow Twankey’s establishment. |
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Twankey |
(proudly) This is Twankey’s world famous textile rejuvenating and cleansing emporium. |
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Abanazer |
You mean it’s a laundrette? |
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Twankey |
Yes. What can I do for you Mr…? |
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Abanazer |
Abanazer. |
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Twankey |
What can I do for you Mr Ebeneezer? |
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Abanazer |
I’m looking for your son, Aladdin. |
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Twankey |
He’s not in trouble is he? Only I warned him about climbing up the palace walls to try and cop a look at the Princess Jasmine. |
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Abanazer |
Everyone knows it’s death for anyone to look upon the princess? |
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Twankey |
Me and my big mouth (pleading) Oh please don’t drag him off to prison, Mr Bonanza! |
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Abanazer |
But I’m… |
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Twankey |
…Give him another chance – please! |
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Abanazer |
I’m not … |
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Twankey |
…Oh you must! He’s all I have left since my husband was dragged off by the Kurds. |
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Abanazer |
Shut up you old fool! |
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Aladdin |
How dare you speak to my mother like that! |
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Abanazer |
Who are you boy? |
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Aladdin |
My name is Aladdin. Now apologise, or I shall deal with you myself. |
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Abanazer |
Careful boy, I have practised the black arts. |
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Twankey |
That’s interesting – I’m a medium myself. |
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Abanazer |
How do you know that? |
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Twankey |
Because it says so on my knickers. I’ve even had an out of the body experience. |
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Abanazer |
If I had a body like yours, I’d be glad to get out of it. |
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Aladdin |
(to Abanazer) You don’t scare me. |
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Abanazer |
Then what I’ve heard is true? |
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Twankey |
What have you heard? |
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Abanazer |
That Aladdin is amongst the bravest of the emperor’s subjects. |
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Aladdin |
Flattery will get you nowhere. |
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Abanazer |
So you don’t want the chance to make a fortune for you and your poor mother? |
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All |
Fortune!? |
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Abanazer |
I was about to offer Aladdin the chance to earn more riches than you could ever imagine. |
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Aladdin |
And what do I have to do to earn all these riches? |
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Abanazer |
Oh nothing much. Simply fetch me an old lamp. |
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Foo-Yung |
(surprised) Is that all? |
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Abanazer |
Yes. |
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Twankey |
(excitedly) There’s one under the kitchen sink, Aladdin – fetch it out here quick! |
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Aladdin |
Yes, mum. (goes to leave) |