Act I, Scene VIII Flashcards
TOPHER. What happened to the nice girl?
SEBASTIAN. Ignore her, we’re playing Ridicule, you get to be
judge. Two circles spin and when the music stops two
players out-ridicule one another. Let’s find you a bride.
GUESTS.
BUM DITTY BUM BUM
BUM DITTY BUM BUM
TOPHER. I’m not quite sure I want to play this game.
SEBASTIAN. And here we have another round at the ready!
GUESTS.
BUM DITTY BUM BUM
BUM DITTY BUM BUM
LORD PINKLETON.
ONE AND TWO AND THREE
(Music stops. MADAME and ELLA must face
off.)
MADAME. Age before beauty. You first, dear.
(“Ooohs”from the CROWD.)
ELLA. You have such a beautiful speaking voice. Have you
ever considered reciting poetry?
(Silence and muttering from the CROWD.)
MADAME. (Cracking.) Say it - what - do it - what?! The
anticipation is killing me! Do the Ridicule! Why do you
say that?
ELLA. No reason. I just really like your speaking voice
and I just think you sound really wonderful reciting
a poem. And I also like the feather in your hair. It’s a
lovely color for you.
MADAME. Why. Are. You. Doing this. To. Meeee?!
ELLA. Yes. You know. Compassion.
SEBASTIAN. Who are you, you strange woman?
MADAME. I don’t know who she is but she is very, very
wealthy indeed. And did you see her feet? Shoes made
of Venetian glass! My resentment is all-consuming.
TOPHER. Wait! Young lady! Where are you going?! Wait!
Stop!
SEBASTIAN. Your Highness! Your Highness!
MADAME. Charlotte! Gabrielle!