Aladdin And His Wonderful Lamp


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Aladdin and his Wonderful Lamp is the classic story of a poor boy who works in a laundrette, along with his mother Widow Twankey, and his younger brother, Wishee Washee. But poverty doesn’t stop Aladdin’s dreams of one day marrying the beautiful Princess Pekoe.

When the evil Abanazar arrives looking for a young boy to help him retrieve a magic lamp holding a powerful Genie, that has been hidden away in a cave for a thousand years. Aladdin agrees to help him in return for making him rich enough to marry the Princess.

Will Aladdin’s dream of marrying Princess Pekoe actually come true. Find out by reading this hilarious Aladdin pantomime script in full.


11 principals plus a chorus with some speaking lines and a Ghost.


All our scripts have a runtime of approximately 2hrs (not including any interval) but this is very dependent on your own production and can be edited by yourselves to suit your own needs.


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Traditional British pantomime, incorporating visual comedy, slapstick and audience participation.

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A large laundry basket is [USL] Music cue 3: Chorus. After song ends…

Enter Wishee [SL]

WISHEE: Hiya kids! [cocks an ear] It’s all right, you can answer back you know.

CHORUS 1: Maybe their parents taught them not to talk to strangers.

WISHEE: I’m not strange!

CHORUS 2: That’s a matter of opinion an’ all.

CHORUS 3: It might also help if you told them your name.

WISHEE: Okay. Hiya boys and girls! I’m Wishee Washee and this is Twankey’s Laundrette, where I work. Well, some of the time. Now, I like things nice and friendly, so whenever I come on and shout Wishee! Wishee! Wishee! You all shout back, Washee! Washee! Washee! Will you do that? Let’s have a practice then. [exits and re-enters] Wishee! Wishee! Wishee! Let’s try it again, but with all the mums and dads joining in this time. [repeats business] Fantastic!

CHORUS 4: Shouldn’t you be in the laundrette helping your mum Wishee?

WISHEE: Yes, but I’m sure she’ll manage on her own.

CHORUS 1: And we’re sure your job’s on the line.

CHORUS 2: Literally.

WISHEE: What do you mean?

CHORUS 3: [indicating a note pegged to the washing line] Look there Wishee.

WISHEE: What’s this? [takes note and reads] ‘Laundry assistant wanted, Wishee won’t Washee.’ Oh no, mum must be thinking of making me redundant.

CHORUS 4: You’ve always been redundant Wishee.

WISHEE: I don’t see any of you lot being busy.

CHORUS 1: We’re busy right now.

WISHEE: Doing what?

CHORUS 2: Taking the mickey out of you.

WISHEE: Clear off you mickey-takers!

Exit Chorus [SL] laughing.

WISHEE: I might be lazy, but I’m not as lazy as my brother Aladdin. He’s too lazy to even blow his own nose. He just sticks his head out the window and lets the wind blow it for him instead. Although he’s never too lazy to chase after girls.

Enter Aladdin [SR]

ALADDIN: Good morning Wishee! What a wonderful day it is today!

WISHEE: Well, it might be for some of us Aladdin.

ALADDIN: It’s on days like this I almost wish I had a job, and then I could take the day off.

WISHEE: You do have a job Aladdin, working in mum’s launderette, remember?

ALADDIN: Speaking of work, would you mind doing my shift today Wishee? Only I have something very important to see to.

WISHEE: Yes, I would mind! [in Aladdin’s face] I’m sick of shifting soiled shirts, stinky socks and shorts, that you should be shifting instead of skiving!

ALADDIN: [wipes an eye] There’s nothing like spitting it out, Wishee. Allow me to present you with a peach offering.

WISHEE: Don’t you mean a ‘peace’ offering?

ALADDIN: No, a ‘peach.’ [produces a peach]

WISHEE: Where did you get that peach, Aladdin?

ALADDIN: From the royal palace gardens.

WISHEE: You risked your life for a paltry peach!?

ALADDIN: No Wishee, I was trying to catch sight of Princess Pekoe. Now there’s a peach worth risking my life for.

WISHEE: But it’s certain death for anybody caught looking at the Princess.

ALADDIN: The palace guards aren’t clever enough to catch me Wishee.

WISHEE: Anyway, I’ve lost my appetite.

ALADDIN: Since when?

WISHEE: Since mum pinned this note on the washing-line. [shows note] Look!

ALADDIN: Don’t take any notice Wishee, mum’s always saying stuff she doesn’t mean.

WISHEE: I know, but this time it’s in writing.

Enter Twankey [SL] struggling with a basket of laundry.

TWANKEY: This washing from the local gym weighs a ton! I think somebody must’ve left their dumbbells inside.

ALADDIN: Hello mum!

TWANKEY: Speaking of dumbbells, I’m surprised to see you both here.

WISHEE: What do you mean, mum?

TWANKEY: You usually hide when there’s work to be done. Whereas I spend every day slaving away. I sometimes feel as though life is slowly passing me by.

ALADDIN: It might’ve started off slow mum, but I think it’s lapping you now.

TWANKEY: I might not be as young as I once was, but there’s still life in the old boiler if it’s stoked hard enough. Your late father was hopeless with boilers, and everything else for that matter.

WISHEE: I don’t ever remember dad.

TWANKEY: That’s because you were born eleven months after he died Wishee.

WISHEE: How could I have been born eleven months after dad died?

TWANKEY: You were a late baby, and you’ve been late ever since. You both take after your father for laziness, I’ve known council workers that moved faster than him. Even his shoes were loafers. Before we married, he promised that life with him would be like a fairytale. And it was – Grimm.

ALADDIN: Have you put weight on, mum?

TWANKEY: I might have added the odd gram recently, what’s it to you?

WISHEE: But I thought you were on a diet.

TWANKEY: I’ve had a lot on my plate recently.

ALADDIN: That explains it then.

TWANKEY: I meant stress wise! And whenever us women get stressed, we tend to eat lots of chocolate.

WISHEE: That woman on the third row must be mega stressed.

TWANKEY: You’ll have to excuse him, dear. When he was a baby, a heavy camera dropped on his head, and he never fully developed.

ALADDIN: What have you got to be stressed about mum?

TWANKEY: I’m a poor widow who runs a laundrette that’s losing money hand over fist and have two sons who wouldn’t recognise hard work if it bit them on the bum. How’s that for starters?

SFX: Explosion – smoke pours onstage.

WISHEE: It sounds like the old boiler’s blown a gasket again.

TWANKEY: That’s the third time this month.

ALADDIN: Why don’t just you buy a new one mum?

TWANKEY: I can’t afford a new one.

WISHEE: How come?

TWANKEY: Because the laundry business is all washed up. [laughs] All washed up? Never mind. What’s that in your hand Aladdin?

ALADDIN: It’s a peach, mum.

TWANKEY: We can’t afford fresh fruit Aladdin. You haven’t been shoplifting, have you?

ALADDIN: No mum, it’s from the palace gardens.

TWANKEY: Don’t tell me you’ve been trying to see Princess Pekoe again.

ALADDIN: Yes, mum. They say she’s the most beautiful girl in all of China.

TWANKEY: But if you’re caught you might lose your head! Not that you use it much mind.