Goldilocks And The Three Bears



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The Royal Family of Beargonia have been turned into bears by an evil witch called Frogmella, and spend their lives foraging for food in the woods. Fairy Good gives them a magic cooking pot, that will provide them with whatever food they wish for. Although all the ever seem to wish for, is porridge.

Frogmella is determined to get her hands on the magic pot, and crosses paths with Fairy Good and Professor Stein, who is trying to capture the bears for scientific purposes. The Bears are also tracked by a dogged police officer and eventually end up hiding in Dame Dolly Dumpling’s house.

Strangely enough, the story also includes Frankenstein’s monster. If you want a Goldilocks panto that offers something different to the usual circus based one, then this is definitely for you.


12 principals, plus a chorus, a pantomime cow and Frankenstein’s Monster.


All of our scripts have a runtime of under 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.


All of our pantomimes come with a full, suggested songs and music cues and SFX list.


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

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Buttercup The Cow
Frankenstein’s Monster
Dancers; Villagers; Schoolchildren; Brownies; Spooks; etc.




Music cue 15: Chorus. After song ends…Exit Chorus.

Enter Dolly, Goldilocks, Igor and The Three Bears [SR]

DOLLY: Welcome to my humble abode.

M. BEAR: It’s good of you to let us stay with you, Dolly.

B. BEAR: Frogmella won’t find us here.

SFX: Door knocking.

F. BEAR: Maybe you spoke too soon Teddy.

GOLDILOCKS: You bears, go and hide upstairs!

Exit Bears [SL]

GOLDILOCKS: I’ll see who it is. [exits SR and returns with Professor Stein]

IGOR: Professor Stein!

PROFESSOR: Where are ze talking bears?

DOLLY: [innocently] Talking bears, Professor?

PROFESSOR: I know they are here.

GOLDILOCKS: Who told you that?

Music cue 16: Enter Fairy Good [SR]

FAIRY: I did.

DOLLY: Who are you?

FAIRY: I’m Fairy Good.

PROFESSOR: She is a charlatan! There are no such things as fairies.

FAIRY: Of course I’m a Fairy. I’ve got the outfit, the wand and the magic words.

IGOR: And what are these magic words?

FAIRY: They’re…no, don’t tell me. It’s bangers and…oh, me and my memory. It’s a good job I have my backup. What are the magic words, boys and girls? Bangers and mash, that’s it! Thank you!

DOLLY: Okay the bears are here, but nobody must know.


GOLDILOCKS: Because an evil witch is after their magic cooking pot and will stop at nothing to get it.

PROFESSOR: There is no such thing as fairies, witches or magic pots! But I vould like to meet these talking bears. Purely in the interests of science you understand.

DOLLY: [shouts] Come downstairs bears!

Enter F. Bear and M. Bear [SL]

F. BEAR: Professor Stein, I presume?

PROFESSOR: [ecstatic] At last, I have found the talking bears!

M. BEAR: If you found us, then so might Frogmella.

F. BEAR: And we’ll need more than bangers and mash to beat her.

GOLDILOCKS: Why don’t we ask the villagers to help us?

IGOR: Come on everybody, let’s go and tell them what Frogmella’s up to.

M. BEAR: What about Teddy? He’s fast asleep upstairs.

DOLLY: I’ll mind him. And I’ll have a big pot of porridge ready for when you return.

IGOR: Follow me everyone!

PROFESSOR: I mustn’t let the talking bears out of my sight!

Exit all [SR] leaving Dolly alone.

DOLLY: I’ve just remembered, I don’t know how to make porridge.

SFX: Door knocking.

Enter Ant and Dec [SR]

DOLLY: Come in why don’t you!?

ANT: I beg your pardon Miss, but is your mother in?

DOLLY: No, she’s out hang-gliding. Can I be of assistance?

DEC: Yes. [produces a tub of butter and a knife, and proceeds to butter her]

DOLLY: Oooh! What a liberty!

ANT: [pulling him aside] What do you think you’re doing, Dec?

DEC: Buttering her up like Frogmella said.

ANT: She meant flatter her you idiot! [to Dolly] Sorry about that madam, my colleague suffers from a rare affliction of the brain.

DOLLY: And what’s that then?

ANT: He doesn’t have one.

DEC: Dame Dolly, you have the grace of a dancer!

ANT: [aside] A clog dancer.

DEC: The body of a model!

ANT: [aside] A model bus.

DEC: And the looks of a film star!

ANT: [aside] Shrek.

DOLLY: That’s all very flattering, and also true. But I can’t stand here all day listening to you telling me how wonderful I am. I have a pot of porridge to make.

DEC: Oooh! We love porridge, don’t we Ant?

ANT: Yeah!

DOLLY: I don’t suppose you know how to make it, do you?

DEC: We certainly do!

DOLLY: So, what do I need then?

ANT: One moment. [takes Dec aside] Do you remember how mam used to make our porridge?

DEC: Yeah, she got some stuff out of a box.

ANT: I know that you twit! But can you remember what it said on the box?

DEC: Ready something.

ANT: Ready steady go?

DEC: No, it wasn’t that.

ANT: Ready or not here I come?

DEC: No, it wasn’t that either.

ANT: Ready-mixed concrete?

DEC: No, but it used to set like concrete.

ANT: That’s true. Even her fairy cakes were like bricks.