Wicked Broad Way Musical Page #4

[Scene 9 - Sharing Secrets]

Elphaba & Galinda Barge Into Their Suite... Galinda Is In Hysterics.

Galinda:
Your very first party ever?! Your very first party! Oh I know! Let's tell each other something we've never told anyone... I'll go first: Fiyero and I are going to be married (squeals).

Elphaba:
Really? He's asked you already?

Galinda:
No, he doesn't know yet... Now, you tell me a secret.

Elphaba:
Like what?

Galinda:
Like... Why do you always sleep with this funny, little, green bottle under your pillow? Grabs The Bottle.

Elphaba:
Give that back.

Galinda:
C'mon, tell me. Tell me tell me!

Elphaba:
It was my mother's! That's all...

Silence.

Galinda:
Hands Her The Bottle. It's not fair. I told you a really good one.

Elphaba:
My father hates me.

Galinda:
Gasps.

Elphaba:
No, that's not the secret. It's my fault...

Galinda:
What is?

Elphaba:
... that my sister is the way she is. . Pause. You see, when my mother was carrying Nessa, my father was worried that the new baby might come out...

Both:
Green.

Elphaba:
So he made my mother chew milk flowers, day and night. But that made Nessa come too soon, with her little legs all tangled. And my mother never woke up. None of which ever would have happened if not for me.

Galinda:
But that was the milkflowers fault, not yours. That may be your secret, Elphaba, but that doesn't make it true. She Oh look, it's tomorrow! Elphie... do you mind if I call you Elphie?

Elphaba:
Well, it's a little perky.

Galinda:
And you can call me... Galinda. So... Elphie... now that we're friends, I've decided to make you my new project!

Elphaba:
You really don't have to do that.

Galinda:
I know, that's what makes me so nice!

[Scene 10 - Popular] - Wicked Musical Script -

Galinda:

WHENEVER I SEE SOMEONE LESS FORTUNATE THAN I

AND LET'S FACE IT... WHO ISN'T

LESS FORTUNATE THAN I?

MY TENDER HEART TENDS TO START TO BLEED

AND WHEN SOMEONE NEEDS A MAKEOVER

I SIMPLY HAVE TO TAKEOVER

I KNOW I KNOW:

EXACTLY WHAT THEY NEED

AND EVEN IN YOUR CASE...

THOUGH IT'S THE TOUGHEST CASE I'VE YET TO FACE!

DON'T WORRY! I'M DETERMINED TO SUCCEED

FOLLOW MY LEAD:

AND YES INDEED:

YOU:

WILL:

BE...

POPULAR!

YOU'RE GONNA BE POPULAR

I'LL TEACH THE PROPER PLOYS

WHEN YOU TALK TO BOYS

LITTLE WAYS TO FLIRT AND FLOUNCE (SQUEALS)

I'LL SHOW YOU WHAT SHOES TO WEAR

HOW TO FIX YOUR HAIR

EVERYTHING THAT REALLY COUNTS TO BE POPULAR

I KNOW ABOUT POPULAR

AND WITH AN ASSIST FROM ME

TO BE WHO YOU'LL BE

INSTEAD OF DREARY WHO YOU WERE...

WELL ARE...

THERE'S NOTHING THAT CAN STOP YOU

FROM BECOMING POPULER...

LAR!

LA LA LA LA:

WE'RE GONNA MAKE YOU POPULAR!

WHEN I SEE DEPRESSING CREATURES

WITH UNPREPOSSESSING FEATURES,

I REMIND THEM ON THEIR OWN BEHALF

TO THINK OF:

CELEBRATED HEADS OF STATE

OR ESPECIALLY GREAT COMMUNICATORS

DID THEY HAVE BRAINS OR KNOWLEDGE?

DON'T MAKE ME LAUGH!

THEY WERE POPULAR

PLEASE, IT'S ALL ABOUT POPULAR

IT'S NOT ABOUT APTITUDE

IT'S THE WAY YOU'RE VIEWED

SO IT'S VERY SHREWD TO BE

VERY VERY POPULAR

LIKE ME!

Elphaba:
This is never going to work!

Galinda:
Oh Elphie, you mustn't think that way anymore! Your whole life is going to change... and all because of me. Okay, stand... I will turn your frock into a beautiful ball gown! Stand up... She Picks Up Her Wand And Waves It. Ball gown!!! Nothing Happens, So She Repeats. Ball gown!!! Still Nothing Happens. She Taps Her Wand On The Bed. Is this thing on?

Elphaba:
Do you want me to try?

Galinda:
No, I've got it! She Throws The Wand Down. Oh, just wear the frock... it's pretty! Now,

I'll show you how to flip your hair: Flip flip. Or you could use your hand. Demonstrates.

Or, you can use your whole body. Falls onto bed. Squeals. Now, for the finishing touch.

Takes flower out of her hair, puts it into Elphaba's. Why, Miss Elphaba, look at you, you're beautiful. Hands her the mirror.

Elphaba:
After Looking In The Mirror. I... I have to go.

She Runs Off.

Galinda:
You're Welcome! She Admires Herself In The Mirror.

AND THOUGH YOU PROTEST

YOUR DISINTEREST,

I KNOW CLANDESTINELY...

YOU'RE GONNA GRIN AND BEAR IT

YOUR NEW FOUND POPULARITY! (SQUEALS)

LA LA LA LA:

YOU'LL BE POPULAR!

JUST NOT QUITE AS POPULAR

AS ME!!!

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