Emily here is you script for one of scene, you are cook macgregor.
SCENE 5, ACT 1:
KITCHEN, ULSTED CASTLE
(STAGEHANDS move freestanding flat to show
“kitchen”* as lights come up. THREE COOKS are at
work. One kneads dough, others stokes a fire,
stir an enormous pot. Jaunty music is heard, the
cooks go about their business.)
COOK MACGREGOR
The prince is home have you hear
COOK MACDONALD
The queen’s ordered up some food
COOK MARGARET
With burgers
(SOPHIA enters grandly, the COOKS fall into
sudden and astonished bows.)
MACDONALD
Women! Your high
MACGREGOR
This is not expected!
MARGARET
You must not be in the old kitchen, mum. It is
meant for country people!
(MACGREGOR stands, wiping a towel furiously
across a wooden chair. HE offers it to SOPHIA.)
MACGREGOR
It is not a throne, your lady. if this chair
cares for my, I am most assured he will
welcome yours.
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SOPHIA
Thank you (Macgregor). I will much like it if my children
Takes your seat
(HARCOURT enters, the COOKS fall all over
themselves in gasps and bows. MARGARET is
flushed with excitement.)
MARGARET
This is too much!
(SHE drops to HER knees in front of HARCOURT.)
To see the boy all grow, why he has made a
boy he has!
MACDONALD
He has got to hide to fill out.
SOPHIA
That is just why I am here. I know it is not yet
Dinner time, I have promised Prince warm heart some food. And I leave him in your care. Eat up, warm heart.
(SOPHIA exits.)
MARGARET
(bursting)
Of course! Of course! Prince warm heart. Sit!
(Scurrying music is heard. THEY rush about
getting dishes of food, stuffing a napkin at HIS
neck, putting HIS feet up, then down when that
doesn’t work. At last they get HIM where they
want HIM and commence shoveling mouthful after
mouthful, each with a spoon, into HARCOURT’s
mouth. HE tries to gobble as fast as HE can,
also trying unsuccessfully to answer their
questions.)
MACGREGOR
So tell us about your journey Warm Heart!
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MARGARET
And do not leave anything out
I want to hear about the princess!
MACGREGOR
I hear they are in the land!
MARGARET
none to please you, boy
(MARGARET cradles HARCOURT’S stuffed and chewing
head. A loud knock is heard at the door.)
Whoever it is tell ‘em to go away! We’re stuffing a
royal skin at the moment!
(The knock continues, MACGREGOR goes to the
door.)
MACGREGOR
What
(Just as MACGREGOR reaches for the knob, the door
blasts open with a rush of wind [see Staging
Suggestions]. ALL respond, holding onto their
hats and shielding their faces from the spray.
Thunder is heard which dims the lights. A bright
light is seen from the doorway, another crack of
lightening. In tumbles an exhausted but lovely
lady. HARCOURT is immediately on HIS feet and
rushes to HER.)
MACGREGOR
wow
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MARGARET
what a little thing! Where had she come from do you
think? Seems she fell from the sky.
(MACDONALD rushes to close the door.)
MACDONALD
Come up out of no where!
(HARCOURT is entranced and has heard nothing.
ROSE is fainted in HIS arms.)
HARCOURT
Water, quickly. Well, do not just stand there! Help me!
(HE brings HER to the chair and pushes the wet
hair from HER face.)
(whispering)
Rose…
(SHE opens HER eyes, immediately sees
HARCOURT’S face and reaches for it in a
dream. HE takes HER hand against HIS cheek. But
suddenly SHE recovers HER wits and sits up,
alarmed.)
ROSE
Where am I? Who you?
HARCOURT
I am Prince warm heart. These are my workers
ROSE
Warm heart
(SHE looks at HIM enchanted but confused.)
HARCOURT
you must tell us about you How did you find
your way here? Where is your home?
ROSE
I am afraid I do not know. I remember, I was in the
forest. Running. There must have been someone be
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me… And then the rain stopped and I sleep under a tree. then the storm came back I saw this castle.
MARGARET
Well who your people, Where did you come from?
ROSE
I do not know.
MACGREGOR
Come now, children, tell us your name!
ROSE
I can not remember.
HARCOURT
(coaxing a spoonful of broth to HER lips)
Here take some of this.
(We hear the magical sounds of ISADORA. The
lights go black, ALL but HARCOURT freeze. Her
SPIRITS appear and shield ISADORA’s entrance with
their silks. We hear HER cackling laughter. At
last SHE stops beneath a bright white light.)
HARCOURT
Summer
ISADORA
Yes. a bright boy.
HARCOURT
Is this more of your magic? Because if it is
ISADORA
If it is what?
HARCOURT
I could not bear it.
ISADORA
She might be named for a garden
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HARCOURT
Rose.
ISADORA
Yes, that is her name. How did you know it?
HARCOURT
She looks like a rose.
ISADORA
what kind of rose, warm heart? Is she kind that
spring up in the early spring? Or the kind that stays
all summer?
HARCOURT
It does not matter.
ISADORA
then how can you know if she is a true rose?
HARCOURT
She is, I know it.
ISADORA
then it must be magic!
Do not worry, I have another.
(SHE shows HIM another pea, laughs and SPIRITS
carry HER away. Music rises as the lights dim,
as THEY dim we see in silence, HARCOURT taking a
blanket from MARGARET and placing it lovingly
around ROSE’s shoulders. Lights down to black.)
