Act 1 - Scene 3 Flashcards
SCARECROW. Don’t look like an “is” to me. Looks more like a “was.”
TINMAN.
(A rusted cry.) Oil!
Oil!
I need oil…oil…oil…
DOROTHY. (Talking through TINMAN to SCARECROW.) He needs oil!
TINMAN. (Turning to DOROTHY with much effort and many squeaks, very mechanical, three big moves. DOROTHY leans back.) Oh, please, miss…there is some in that little shack….
SCARECROW. (He follows to left center.) No, Dorothy, wait!
TINMAN. (When their eyes meet.) Hi!
DOROTHY. (As she gets to TINMAN, she squirts oil into his mouth.) I found it, Tinman. Now what?
TINMAN. Now what?
Start of slide some oil
DOROTHY. (Pulls her hand free, and returns to TINMAN.) Wait a minute. How did you ever get that way?
TINMAN. Well, I wasn’t always made outta tin, you know.
DOROTHY. No?
TINMAN. No! I used to be a real flesh-and-blood woodchopper, till one day a wicked old witch put a spell on my axe.
DOROTHY. A spell!
TINMAN. (Seeing YELLOW BRICK ROAD coming unglued crosses to the downstage-most member and:) Yeah! And she really did some number…(Gets the axe.) Let me tell you.
(Returns to stage-left side of DOROTHY to continue story.)
I mean, one day when I was choppin’ down a tree…
(YELLOW BRICK ROAD turns back in to listen.)
…that axe slipped (Slaps thigh with axe, straightens leg.) and cut off my left leg.
SCARECROW. (Holding onto DOROTHY in fear.) MMMM!!
Ain’t that somethin’?
TINMAN. (Quick pick-up.) Yeah. I thought so. So I went to this here tinsmith I knew, and I said, “Hey, man… do you think you could fix me up with a tin leg?
Well, he did. (Laughs.) And the next day I’m back choppin’, doin’ my thing, and damn, if that old axe don’t slip… (Slaps right thigh with axe, straightens leg.) and cut off my right leg! So I go back to the tinsmith and get me another leg.
SCARECROW. (Crossing on line below TINMAN and to his left.)
Now at no time did it dawn on you to get yourself a new axe?
TINMAN. Well, before I knew what was happening, bit by bit… (Taps his head twice, then his chest twice.) I was all tin.
And that’s the way it all come about.
DOROTHY. (Crosses in, touches him.) You poor man.
TINMAN. Well, you can’t have everything.
SCARECROW. (Step in toward TINMAN.) An’ that’s the truth!
TINMAN. (Raising his right hand in a vow.) God’s honest truth!
SCARECROW. Cross your heart!
TINMAN. (Starts to cross heart with right hand, then stops.) No… I can’t do that.
SCARECROW. I knew it. You was jivin’ us all along. C’mon, Dorothy.
TINMAN.
(Following them, with great urgency.) No, no! Wait, wait!
**I can’t cross my heart, **(Crosses left to left of center.) ‘cause I don’t have no heart.
DOROTHY. (Crosses down to his right.) You don’t have a heart?
TINMAN. (Turing to DOROTHY.) Well, it didn’t come with the suit.
(SCARECROW crosses in.)
You know, nowadays… (Crosses downstage and to his left.) it isn’t enough just being (Pose, lean on axe.) good-looking.
DOROTHY. (Holds a momentary conference with SCARECROW, then:) Then come with us to the Emerald City…
…and see the Wiz. They say he can do most anything for anybody.
TINMAN. Yeah?
(Spins counter-clockwise and laughs.) Just show
me the way.
