Little Panto Of Horrors

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Synopsis:

Flora Flowerpot is broke and is threatened with eviction from her flower shop, by her landlord, Willie Weedol. Flora’s son Seymour, tries saving the shop by creating an exotic plant to draw customers in, but has no luck.

Meanwhile, Marvin the Martian, arrives on earth and is joined by Garth Radar the evil enforcer for the Empire, who is searching for the renegade Duke Skyrunner.

The action switches to Martlin’s Holiday Camp on Mars, before returning to Earth for the final showdown between good and evil. The outcome of which is influenced by a man-eating plant.

A wonderful pantomime parody of the Little Shop Of Horrors story.

Roles:

9 principals plus many smaller speaking roles, a chorus and a man-eating plant

Runtime:

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.

Music:

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

Style:

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

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CHARACTERS

FLORA FLOWERPOT
SEYMOUR FLOWERPOT
AUDREY JONES
WILLIE WEEDOL
BILL
BEN
MARVIN THE MARTIAN
GARTH RADAR
DUKE SKYRUNNER

SUPPORTING ROLES – CHORUS

Ida Sellalot
The Dentist
Crash
Burn Brian The Redcoat
Chewplonka [non-speaking]
Audrey 2 [voice over]
Dancers; Customers; Townsfolk; Martians; Security Guards; etc.

 

SCENE ONE

SKID ROW

[USR] is Flowerpot’s flower shop, complete with practical door. Music cue 2: Chorus. After song ends…Exit Chorus [SL]

Enter Seymour [SR]

SEYMOUR: Hiya folks! I’m Seymour Flowerpot and I work right here in my mum’s flower shop, which has stood on Skid Row for almost twenty-five years. But trade has plummeted recently, and the landlord’s threatening to evict us for non-payment of rent. Mum thinks an exotic new plant in the shop window might entice customers back in, and I’ve been cross-pollinating like mad trying to produce one.

Enter Audrey [SL]

AUDREY: Hello Seymour.

SEYMOUR: Hi Audrey. [to audience] This is my girlfriend, Audrey. Isn’t she lovely?

AUDREY: You do say the sweetest things, Seymour.

SEYMOUR: And you’re the sweetest thing in my life Audrey.

AUDREY: What are you up to today, then?

SEYMOUR: Minding mum’s shop. Although she probably won’t have it for much longer.

AUDREY: She’s not selling up, is she?

SEYMOUR: No, she’s behind with the rent and the landlord’s threatening to evict us.

AUDREY: That’s terrible. Isn’t it, boys and girls?

SEYMOUR: She’s currently visiting all the banks on the high street, trying to get a loan.

AUDREY: Is business bad then?

SEYMOUR: No, it’s gone past bad and moved on to downright terrible.

AUDREY: Have you had any luck producing a new species of plant yet?

SEYMOUR: I’ve had about as much luck as Shrek applying for a job as a male model.

AUDREY: Don’t give up hope Seymour, you have to keep on believing. Music cue 3: Audrey and Seymour. After song ends…I’d better be going. I start my new job today, and I mustn’t be late. I’ll see you later. [exits SR]

SEYMOUR: I’m crazy about Audrey, but I haven’t got the confidence to ask her to marry her. Maybe you could help me build it up. Whenever I come on, and shout what do I need? You all to shout back, confidence Seymour! Will you do that? Let’s have a go then. [exits and returns] What do I need? Brilliant! I’d better go and open the shop. See you later folks! [exits inside]

Enter Flora Flowerpot [SR]

FLORA: Hello boys and girls! I’m Flora Flowerpot and this is my flower shop, which I run with my son Seymour. I became a single mum after my husband tragically died ten years ago whilst doing a crossword. His last word to me was plethora. To this day that word still means a lot to me. I used the insurance money to buy this flower shop, but its hit a rough patch recently and I’m struggling to pay the rent. I tried getting a bank loan, but it was a waste of time. So, I’m relying on Seymour coming up with an exotic plant to save us from ruin, although my hopes aren’t high. Last week he crossed a spider plant with a Venus flytrap and produced a plant that ate itself. And before that, he crossed a stinkweed with a trumpet flower and got a stinky trump. I’ll just go and see how he’s getting on with his latest attempt. See you later! [exits inside]

Enter Weedol, Bill and Ben [SL]

WEEDOL: That’s Flora Flowerpot’s flower shop and her rent is in arrears.

BEN: That’s a funny place to keep it.

BILL: She must have very big ears.

WEEDOL: No, you idiots! She owes me lots of rent, and if she doesn’t pay up, I want you to evict her. But she does have big ears as well.

BEN: Don’t worry boss, we’re used to evicting helpless old ladies. Aren’t we Bill?

BILL: We certainly are, Ben.

BEN: Although mum gave us a bit of trouble when we tried evicting her.

WEEDOL: You tried evicting your own mum?

BILL: Yes, but we let her off after she threatened to ground us.

WEEDOL: Why were you trying to evict your own mother?

BILL: She wouldn’t let us have a Wii in our bedroom.

WEEDOL: I don’t blame her. You’re supposed to use the toilet for that sort of thing.

BEN: We couldn’t do that.

WEEDOL: Why not?

BILL: There’s isn’t enough room to swing our nun-chucks.

WEEDOL: I’m not interested in your filthy habits! I want Flowerpot’s shop out of business, so I can demolish it and build a block of penthouse-suites.

BEN: No worries, Mr Weedol.

BILL: We’ll soon put the frighteners on her.

WEEDOL: You certainly have the faces for it.

BEN: We’ve been using these new Viagra eye-drops.

WEEDOL: What do they do then?

BILL: They make us look hard.

WEEDOL: You two wouldn’t look hard if you were set in concrete!

Music cue 4: Enter Flora Flowerpot [DSL]

FLORA: I thought I heard noisy yobs hanging about outside my shop, and I was right.

WEEDOL: I’ve come for it Flowerpot!

FLORA: Well, you won’t get it from me.

WEEDOL: I want your rent arrears paying in full right now!

FLORA: Well, you can want because I’m skint.

WEEDOL: I don’t believe you.