Wicked: The Original Broadway Script

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Authors: Devin Carter
that?! Water will melt her? People are so empty-headed they'll believe anything! Glinda : Excuse me just a tick-tock! Her And Fiyero Talk Aside. Fiyero: I can't just stand here grinning pretending to go along with all of this! Glinda: Do you think I like to hear them say those awful things about her? I hate it! Fiyero: Then what are we doing here? Let's go, let's get out of here! Glinda: We can't leave now, not when people are looking to us to raise their spirits. Fiyero: You can't leave, because you can't resist this. And that is the truth. Glinda: Maybe I can't. Is that so wrong? Who could? Fiyero: You know who could. Who has. Glinda: Fiyero, I miss her too, but we can't just stop living. No one has searched harder for her than you. But don't you see? She doesn't want to be found. We have to face it. Fiyero: You're right. I'm sorry, you're right. And if it's going to make you happy, of course I'll marry you. Glinda: But it'll make you happy too, right? Fiyero: You know me... I'm always happy. He Runs Off. Glinda: Fiyero! Thanks plenty dearest! He's gone to fetch me a refreshment, he's so thoughtful that way!
THAT'S WHY I COULDN'T BE HAPPIER
NO, I COULDN'T BE HAPPIER
THOUGH IT IS I ADMIT, THE TINIEST BIT
UNLIKE I ANTICIPATED,
BUT I COULDN'T BE HAPPIER
SIMPLY COULDN'T BE HAPPIER...
Well, not simply...
'CUZ GETTING YOUR DREAMS, IT'S STRANGE BUT IT SEEMS
A LITTLE, WELL, COMPLICATED...
THERE'S A KIND OF A SORT OF COST
THERE'S A COUPLE OF THINGS GET LOST...
THERE ARE BRIDGES YOU CROSSED YOU DIDN'T KNOW YOU CROSSED UNTIL YOU'VE CROSSED!
AND IF THAT JOY THAT THRILL
DOESN'T THRILL LIKE YOU THINK IT WILL...
STILL... WITH THIS PERFECT FINALE
THE CHEERS AND THE BALLYHOO
WHO WOULDN'T BE HAPPIER?
SO I COULDN'T BE HAPPIER
BECAUSE HAPPY IS WHAT HAPPENS
WHEN ALL YOUR DREAMS COME TRUE...
WELL, ISN'T IT?
HAPPY IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOUR DREAMS COME...
TRUE!!!! Ozians: WE LOVE YOU GLINDA IF WE MAY BE SO FRANK! Glinda: THANK GOODNESS! Ozians: FOR ALL THIS JOY WE KNOW WHO WE'VE GOT TO THANK!
THANK GOODNESS!
THAT MEANS THE WIZARD, GLINDA... Glinda: AND FIANCE! Ozians: THEY COULDN'T BE GOODLIER
SHE COULDN'T BE LOVLIER
WE COULDN'T BE LUCKIER! Glinda: I COULDN'T BE HAPPIER!!! Ozians: THANK GOODNESS!!! Glinda: TODAY!!!! Ozians: TODAY, THANK GOODNESS FOR TODAY! [Scene 2 - Elphaba & Nessa Reunite] The Scene Opens At The Governer's House In Munchkinland. Boq: Will there be anything else, Madame? Nessarose: I've asked you to call me Nessarose, remember? Boq: Yes, Madame. He Exits. Nessarose: Boq... Elphaba's Voice Is Heard Inside A Closet. Elphaba: Well, it seems the beautiful only get more beautiful, Nessarose Screams. while the green just get greener. Nessarose Is Scared And Confused. Elphaba Steps Out Of The Closet. Elphaba: I'm sorry. Did I scare you? I seem to have that effect on people. It's good to see you. Nessarose: What are you doing here? Elphaba: Well, there's no place like home. I never thought I'd hear myself say this but I need father's help. I need him to stand with me. Nessarose: That's impossible. Elphaba: No, no it's not. Not if you ask him. You know he'll listen to you. Nessarose: Father's dead. Elphaba: What? Nessarose: He's dead. I'm the governor... Well what did you expect? After he learned what you'd done, how you'd disgraced us, he died... of shame. Embarrassed to death. Elphaba: Good, I'm glad. It's better that way. Nessarose: That's a wicked thing to say. Elphaba: No, it's true. Because now it's just us. You can help me and together we can... Nessarose: Elphaba, shut up! First of all, I can't harbor a fugitive, I'm an un-elected official! And why should I help you? You fly around Oz, trying to rescue animals you've never even met, and not once have you ever thought to use your powers to rescue me!
ALL OF MY LIFE, I'VE DEPENDED ON YOU
HOW DO YOU THINK THAT FEELS?
ALL OF MY LIFE I'VE DEPENDED ON YOU
AND THIS HIDEOUS CHAIR WITH WHEELS!
SCROUNGING FOR SCRAPS OF PITY TO PICK UP
AND LONGING TO KICK UP
MY HEELS... Elphaba: Nessa, there

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