MOLLY SCULPTOR Flashcards
Mooney: I can’t believe it, Donna! We’re starting out first year at Piglumps, School of Theatrical Arts!
Donna: About time. My brothers talk about it all the time. I can’t wait to take the Defense Against the Theatre Critics class.
Mooney: I can’t wait to meet a Stage Elf!
Donna: Don’t be daft! Everyone knows Stage Elves are just a made up children’s story.
Mooney: Then how do you explain how things always magically come together at the end of each tech week?
Donna: I don’t know. It’s a mystery.
(Molly enters.)
Molly: Excuse me, is this seat taken?
Donna: No way! You’re Molly Sculptor!
Molly: I’m sorry, have we met?
Mooney: Can we see it?
Molly: See what?
Donna/Mooney: The spot!
Molly: What, my birthmark?
Donna: That’s no birthmark! That’s the mark of Moldefort.
(Thundercrash. Persephone enters, cutting off Molly.)
Molly: Who–
Persephone: What are you all talking about? You know we’re not supposed to say that name?
Donna: Says who?
Persephone: Says everyone! Saying his name is dangerous. You want to get us killed? Or worse, put in the ensemble?
Donna: Ol, I won’t say MoldeFORT again.
Persephone: (sigh) It’s MOLdefort, not MoldeFORT.
Molly: I’m sorry, I feel like I’m missing something.
Persephone: (noticing Molly for the first time) Wait… you’re Molly Sculptor!
Molly: How does everyone know my name? Who are you?
Persephone: I’m Persephone Wheatgerm. I’m very clever.
Donna: I’m Donna Ratley. I’m very funny.
Mooney: I’m Mooney Goodlove. I’m delightfully eccentric.
