THE TIN WOODMAN OF OZ
By L. Frank Baum
Version 4.2
May 29, 2005
CAST
MOOT: not very big and not very old.
SERVANT: wore a tin helmet and tin breastplate and a uniform covered with tiny tin
discs sewed closely together on silver cloth, so that their bodies sparkled as beautifully as
did the tin castle.
TIN WOODMAN:
SCARECROW: body was only a suit of clothes filled with straw. The coat was buttoned
tight to keep the packed straw from falling out and a rope was tied around the waist to
hold it in shape and prevent the straw from sagging down. Head was a gunnysack filled
with bran, on which the eyes, nose and mouth had been painted. Hands were white
gloves stuffed with fine straw. Even when carefully stuffed and patted into shape, he was
awkward in his movements and decidedly wobbly on his feet.
LOONS: round and ball-like; round in body, round in legs and arms, round in hands and
feet and round of head. The only exception to the roundness was a slight hollow on the
top of each head, making it saucer-shaped instead of dome-shaped. Their skins were all
of a light gray color, and their eyes were mere purple spots. There noses were as puffy as
the rest of them.
KU-KLIP: a stout and short man. He has his sleeves rolled above his elbows, showing
muscular arms, and he wears a long leathern apron that covers all the front of him. He
had a long gray beard, and his head was bald on top and his ears stuck out form his head
like two fans. Over his eyes, which were bright and twinkling, he wore big spectacles.
NIMMIE AMEE: very pretty Munchkin girl.
CHOPFYT: wears attractive Munchkin custom.
MRS. YOOP: immense woman: giantess. Clad in silver robes embroidered with gay
floral designs, and wears over her splendid raiment a short apron of elaborate lace-work.
OWL:
MONKEY: green.
BEAR:
TIN GIRL:
HIPPOGYRAF: big beast, thick, leathery skin and a surprisingly long neck. The head on
the top of this neck is broad and flat and the eyes and mouth were very big and the nose
and ears very small. When the head was drawn down toward the beast’s shoulders, the
neck is all wrinkles, but the head can shoot up very high when the creatures wishes.
BEGIN
As the brilliant sun sank low over the Winkie Country of Oz, tinting the glistening tin
towers and tin minarets of a tin castle with glorious sunset hues, WOOT approaches
along a winding pathway, and is met by SERVANT at the castle entrance.
WOOT
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Who lives here?
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SERVANT
The Emperor of the Winkies, who is the famous Tin Woodman of Oz.
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A Tin Woodman? How queer!
WOOT
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SERVANT
Well, perhaps our Emperor IS queer but he is a kind master and as honest
and true as good tin can make him; so we, who gladly serve him, are apt to
forget that he is not like other people.
WOOT
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May I see him?
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If you please, follow me.
SERVANT
WOOT follows through grand corridors all lined with ornamental tin, and under stately
tin archways, and through many tin rooms all set with beautiful tin furniture.
TIN WOODMAN sits on his glittering tin throne in the handsome tin hall of his splendid
tin castle. Beside him, in a chair of woven straw, sits SCARECROW. WOOT makes a
polite bow before the throne.
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WOOT
I salute your Illustrious Majesty and offer you my humble services.
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TIN WOODMAN
Very good! Tell me who you are and whence you come.
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WOOT
I am known as Woot the Wanderer, and I have come, through many
travels and by roundabout ways, from my former home in a far corner of
Gillikin Country of Oz.
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SCARECROW
To wander from one’s home is to encounter dangers and hardships,
especially if one is made of meat and bone. Had you no friends in the
corner of Gillikin Country? Was it not homelike and comfortable?
WOOT
I had home and friends, your Honorable Scarecrow, but they were so quiet
and happy and comfortable that I found them dismally stupid. Nothing in
that corner of Oz interested me, but I believed that in other parts of the
country I would find strange people and see new sights, and so I set out
upon my wandering journey, and now my wanderings have brought me to
this splendid castle.
TIN WOODMAN
I suppose you have seen so much that you have become very wise.
WOOT
No. I am not at all wise, I beg to assure your Majesty. The more I wander
the less I find that I know, for in the Land of Oz much wisdom and many
things may be learned.
SCARECROW
To learn is simple. Don’t you ask questions?
WOOT
Yes; I ask as many questions as I dare; but some people refuse to answer
questions.
TIN WOODMAN
That is not kind of them. If one does not ask for information he seldom
receives it; so I, for my part, make it a rule to answer any civil question
that is asked me.
SCARECROW
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So do I.
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WOOT
I am glad to hear this. How happened your Majesty to be made of tin, and
still be alive?
TIN WOODMAN
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That is a long story.
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The longer the better.
WOOT
TIN WOODMAN, leaning back in his tin throne, crosses his tin legs.
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TIN WOODMAN
I have not always been made of tin, for in the beginning I was a man of
flesh and bone and blood and lived in the Munchkin Country of Oz. There
I was, by trade, a woodchopper, and contributed my share to the comfort
of the Oz people by chopping up the trees of the forest to make firewood,
with which the women would cook their meals while the children warmed
themselves about the fires. For my home I had a little hut by the edge of
the forest, and my life was one of much content until I fell in love with a
beautiful Munchkin girl who lived not far away.
WOOT
What was the Munchkin girl’s name?
TIN WOODMAN
Nimmie Amee. This girl was so fair that the sunsets blushed when their
rays fell upon her. She lived with a powerful witch who made the poor
girl her slave. Nimmie Amee was obliged to work from morning till night
for the old Witch, scrubbing and sweeping her hut and cooking her meals
and washing her dishes. She had to cut firewood, too, until I found her
one day in the forest and fell in love with her. After that, I always brought
plenty of firewood to Nimmie Amme and we became very friendly.
Finally I asked her to marry me, and she agreed to do so, but the Witch
happened to overhear our conversation and it made her very angry, for she
did not wish her slave to be taken away from her. The Witch commanded
me never to come near Nimmie Amee again, but I told her I was my own
master and would do as I pleased, not realizing that this was a careless
way to speak to a Witch.
The next day, as I was cutting wood in the forest, the cruel Witch
enchanted my axe, so that it slipped and cut off my right leg.
WOOT
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How dreadful!
TIN WOODMAN
Yes, it was a seeming misfortune, for a one-legged woodchopper is of
little use in his trade. But I would not allow the Witch to conquer me so
easily. I knew a very skillful mechanic at the other side of the forest, who
was my friend, so I hopped on one leg to him and asked him to help me.
He soon made me a new leg out of tin
WOOT
Your friend must have been a wonderful workman!
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TIN WOODMAN
He was, indeed. He was a tinsmith by trade and could make anything out
of tin. A man with a wooden leg or a tin leg is still the same man.
When I went to work in the forest, next day, my axe, being still enchanted,
slipped and cut off my other leg. Again I hopped, this time on my new tin
leg, to my friend the tinsmith, who kindly made me another tin leg. But
the Witch was even more furious than ever, and as soon as I raised my axe
again to chop, the axe chopped my body into pieces.
Nimmie Amee found me. She picked up my arms and legs and head, and
made a bundle of them and carried them to the tinsmith, who set to work
and made me a fine body of pure tin. I was a much better man than ever,
for my body could not ache or pain me, and I was so beautiful and bright
that I hand no need for clothing. My tin body only needs to be oiled and
polished.
TIN WOODMAN paused in his story to reach for an oil-can, with which he carefully
oiled the joints in this tin throat, for his voice had begun to squeak a little.
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WOOT
I see. And did you marry Nimmie Amee?
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No.
TIN WOODMAN (sad)
TIN WOODMAN is perfectly still for a long time, not blinking, deep in concentration.
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WOOT
It ought to be a pleasure, as well as a duty, if this girl is so beautiful.
TIN WOODMAN (whispering)
When I was first made of tin, I had no heart. I could not return Nimmie
Amee’s love. I left with Dorothy to the Emerald city, and have been gone
ever since. I have not thought of Nimmie Amee since the Wizard gave me
a heart.
SCARECROW
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Could it be love?
There is the sound of something cracking in TIN WOODMAN’S chest. They all gather
around as he opens his chest plate and takes out his heart.
TIN WOODMAN
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My heart! It has cracked.
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SCARECROW
It is love. You will have to search out Nimmie Amee to resolve this.
TIN WOODMAN
Nimmie Amee declared she would still marry me. She loved me in spite
of my being made of tin. Could I do no less than to complete my promise
to marry her.
SCARECROW
We must prepare to make a journey!
WOOT
This sounds like an interesting journey with new encounters to be sure! If
it pleases your Illustrious Majesty and your Honorable Scarecrow I am
humbly at your service.
TIN WOODMAN
Come Woot! Come Scarecrow! It will be rather hard for me, you must
admit, when I confess to Nimmie Amee that I have finally come to marry
her. This new heart from the Great and Powerful Wizard of Oz had not
known love ‘til this enchanted boy reminded me of it. After I have found
Nimmie Amee and she has managed to control her joy at our reunion, I
shall take her to my city. Nimmie Amee will become an Empress! I shall
have a tin gown made for her, with tin ruffles and tucks on it, and she shall
have tin slippers, and tin earrings and bracelets, and wear a tin crown on
her head. I am sure that will delight Nimmie Amee, for all girls are fond
of finery.
They walk through the gardens, where there were tin fountains and beds of curious tin
flowers, and where tin birds perched upon the branches of tin trees and sang songs that
sounded like the notes of tin whistles. WOOT carried a knapsack upon his back. TIN
WOODMAN shouldered an axe which was sharp and brightly polished, and
SCARECROW put an oilcan in his pocket.
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WOOT
Who will govern the Winkie Country during your absence?
TIN WOODMAN
Why, the Country will run itself. The people of Oz have but one law to
obey, which is: “Behave Yourself,” so it is easy for them to abide by this
Law, and you’ll notice they behave very well.
SCARECROW
This may prove a dangerous journey. I have been told in this northland
country are many people whom it is not pleasant to meet.
WOOT
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A wanderer should have no fear.
SCARECROW
Fear does not make one a coward but I believe it is more easy to avoid
danger than to overcome it. The safest way is the best way, even for one
who is brave and determined.
All the people they met along the way saluted them with great respect and wished them
good luck on their journey.
SCARECROW (singing)
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What sound is so sweet
As the straw from the wheat
When it crinkles so tender and low?
It is yellow and bright,
So it gives me delight
To crinkle wherever I go.
Sweet, fresh, golden straw!
There is surely no flaw
In a stuffing so clean and compact.
It creaks when I walk,
And it thrills when I talk,
And its fragrance is fine, for a fact.
To cut me don’t hurt,
For I’ve no blood to squirt,
And I therefore can suffer no pain;
The straw that I use
Doesn’t lump up or bruise,
Through it’s pounded again and again!
I know it is said
That my beautiful head
Has brains of mixed wheat-straw and bran,
But my thoughts are so good
I’d not change, if I could,
For the brains of a common meat man.
Content with my lot,
I’m glad that I’m not
Like others I meet day by day;
If my insides get musty,
Or mussed-up, or dusty,
I get newly stuffed right away.
WOOT and the TIN WOODMAN looked at each other knowingly, but said nothing
because they did not want to be rude.
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TIN WOODMAN
Were Scarecrow and I alone, we would travel by night as well as by day;
but with a meat person in our party, we must halt at night to permit Woot
to rest.
SCARECROW
Meat tires after a day’s travel, while straw and tin never tire at all. Which
proves that we are somewhat superior to people made in the common way.
WOOT
You two miss a great deal by not eating.
SCARECROW
It is true. We miss suffering from hunger when food cannot be had, and
we miss a stomach-ache now and then.
As SCARECROW said this, he glanced back at TIN WOODMAN, who nodded his
assent.
There was no longer a path to guide them. The fields were wild and uncultivated and
there were no houses of any sort to be seen. SCARECROW laid down so that WOOT
could use his stuffed body as a pillow. WOOT laid down to sleep. TIN WOODMAN
stood beside them.
DAYBREAK (birds chirping)
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SCARECROW
Woot. Woot. Wake up. We have discovered something queer, and
therefore we must counsel together what to do about it.
WOOT (sleepily)
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What have you discovered?
TIN WOODMAN
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A sign and another path.
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What does the sign say?
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TIN WOODMAN
It says that “All Strangers are Warned not to Follow this Path to Loonville.”
WOOT
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SCARECROW
In that case let us travel in some other direction.
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TIN WOODMAN
I’d like to see what Loonville looks like.
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WOOT
When one travels, it is foolish to miss an interesting sight.
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SCARECROW
But a warning means danger, and I believe it sensible to keep out of
danger whenever we can.
WOOT
I am not much afraid of anything that can happen.
TIN WOODMAN (swinging his axe around his head)
Nor am I! Few things can injure tin, and my axe is a powerful weapon to
use against a foe. But you, Woot, might perhaps be injured if the people
of Loonville are really dangerous; so I propose you wait here while we
visit the city.
WOOT
Don’t worry about me. Wherever you wish to go, I will go, and share
your dangers.
Presently TIN WOODMAN pushed his way through some heavy underbrush, and almost
tumbled headlong into a vast cleared space in the forest. The clearing was circular, big
and roomy, yet the top branches of the tall trees reached over and formed a complete
dome over it. The place glowed with a soft, white light. WOOT pushed TIN
WOODMAN aside, that he might see, too. SCARECROW pushed WOOT aside, so that
the three travelers stood in a row, staring at the LOONS.
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SCARECROW
Are they rubber, do you think?
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TIN WOODMAN
It is difficult to tell what they are.
The LOONS had been doing many things, some playing together, some working at tasks
and some gathered in groups to talk; but at the sound of strange voices, which echoed
rather loudly through the clearing, all turned in the direction of the intruders. Then, in a
body, they all rushed forward, running and bounding with tremendous speed. TIN
WOODMAN was so surprised by this sudden dash that he had no time to raise his axe
before LOONS were on them. The creatures swung their puffy hands, which looked like
boxing-gloves, and pounded the three travelers, but the blows were quite soft. In a brief
period all three were knocked over and fell flat upon the ground. Once down, many
LOONS held them, to prevent their getting up again, while others wound long tendrils of
vines about them, binding their arms and legs to their bodies and so rendering them
helpless.
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BIG LOON
Aha! We’ve got ‘em safe; so let’s carry ‘em to King Bal and have ‘em
tried, and condemned and perforated!
The captives were dragged to the center of the domed clearing. The party halted before a
raised platform, on which stood a sort of throne, consisting of a big, wide chair with a
string tied to one arm of it. This string led upward.
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BIG LOON
Good! Now to get King Bal to judge these terrible creatures we have so
bravely captured.
As BIG LOON spoke he took hold of the string and began to pull as hard as he could.
Two other LOONS helped him and pretty soon, as they drew in the cord and KING BAL
appeared at the other end of the string. It didn’t take long to draw him down to the
throne, where he seated himself and was tied in, so he would not float upward again.
KING BAL
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Hello. What’s up now?
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BIG LOON (pompously)
Strangers, your Majesty – strangers and captives.
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KING BAL
What curious animals! Are they dangerous, do you think?
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BIG LOON
I’m ‘fraid so, your Majesty. Of course, they may NOT be dangerous, but
we mustn’t take chances. Enough accidents happen to us poor Loons as it
is, and my advice is to condemn and perforate ‘em as quickly as possible.
KING BAL (peeved)
Keep your advice to yourself. Who’s King here, anyhow? You or ME?
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BIG LOON (indignant)
We made you our King because you have less common sense than the rest
of us. I could have been King myself, had I wanted to, but I didn’t care
for the hard work and responsibility.
BIG LOON strutted back and forth in the space between the throne of KING BAL and
the prisoners, and the other LOONS seemed much impressed by his defiance. But
suddenly there came a sharp report and BIG LOON instantly disappeared. What
remained was a little heap of flabby, wrinkled skin that looked like a collapsed rubber
balloon.
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KING BAL
There! I expected that would happen. The conceited rascal wanted to puff
himself up until he was bigger than the rest of you, and this is the result of
his folly. Get the pump working, some of you, and blow him up again.
Some LOONS wheel out a big machine to BIG LOON’S skin, connect a hose and begin
to pump air into BIG LOON. Slowly BIG LOON swells out.
KING BAL
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Stop!
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BIG LOON (little voice)
No, no! I’m not big enough yet.
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KING BAL
You’re as big as you’re going to be. Before you exploded you were
bigger than the rest of us, and that caused you to be proud and
overbearing. Now you’re a little smaller than the rest, and you will last
longer and be more humble.
BIG LOON (little voice)
Pump me up, pump me up!
The LOONS push away the pump. BIG LOON creeps into the background.
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KING BAL
These intruders DO appear to be proud and puffed up. Perhaps we SHOULD
perforate ‘em.
One of the LOONS had a long, sharp thorn. He glanced at KING BAL, who nodded his
assent, and then struck the thorn into the leg of SCARECROW. SCARECROW merely
smiled and said nothing. Then the LOON tried to prick TIN WOODMAN, but the tin
only blunted the point of the thorn. Then the LOON stuck the thorn into the leg of
WOOT.
WOOT
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Ouch!
WOOT kicked out his leg with so much energy that the frail bonds that tied him burst
apart. His foot caught the LOON who was leaning over him full on his puffy stomach,
and set him shooting up into the air. When the LOON was high over there heads he
exploded with a loud “pop” and his skin fell to the ground.
WOOT was now free, and the thorn which the LOON had stuck into his leg was lying
unnoticed on the ground. WOOT leaned forward and picked up the thorn then sprang to
his feet and suddenly rushed upon the LOONS.
Pop! Pop! Pop! Went three of the LOONS when WOOT pricked them with the thorn,
and at the sounds the other LOONS looked around and saw their danger. With yells of
fear they bounded away in all directions.
WOOT untied the bonds of SCARECROW and TIN WOODMAN. Looking around
them, they saw that only KING BAL remained within reach, seated on his throne with a
bewildered look.
WOOT
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Shall I puncture the King?
SCARECROW
Let him alone. He seems a good enough king for his peculiar people, and
after we are gone, the Loons will have something of a job to pump up all
those whom you have punctured.
KING BAL fumbled with the cord that fastened him to the throne and managed to release
it. Then he floated upward until he reached the leafy dome.
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WOOT (rubbing his hurt leg)
Every one of them ought to be exploded!
TIN WOODMAN
No. That would not be just and fair. They were quite right to capture us,
because we had no business to intrude here, having been warned to keep
away from Loonville. This is their country, not ours.
SCARECROW
Well said, my friend. We really had no right to disturb their peace and
comfort; so let us go away.
TIN WOODMAN and SCARECROW started walking away but WOOT remains looking
at the pile of LOON skins. WOOT picks one up and puts it in his pocket.
WOOT
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Try and perforate ME, will you.
WOOT turns and followed his companions.
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TIN WOODMAN
I was born is this grand forest, and it was here that the Witch enchanted
my axe and I lost different parts of my meat body until I became all tin.
Here, also, Nimmie Amee lived with the Wicked Witch, and at the other
edge of the forest stands the cottage of my fried Ku-Klip, the famous
tinsmith who made my present beautiful form.
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WOOT (admiringly)
He must be a clever workman.
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He is simply wonderful.
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WOOT
I will be glad to make his acquaintance, and ask about Nimmie Amee.
TIN WOODMAN
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SCARECROW
If you wish to meet with real cleverness, you should visit the Munchkin
farmer who first made ME. I won’t say that you aren’t all right for a tin
man, but any judge of beauty can understand that a Scarecrow is far more
artistic and refined.
TIN WOODMAN
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You are too soft and flimsy.
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You are too hard and stiff.
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WOOT laughed at them both. Then they tramped onward again.
SCARECROW
KU-KLIPS WORKSHOP:
Ku-Klip lived at the edge of the great forest, his house facing the broad plains of the
Munchkin Country that lay eastward. It was a pretty place, all painted dark blue with
trimmings of lighter blue. There was a neat blue fence around the yard and several blue
benches had been placed underneath the shady blue tress which marked the line between
forest and plain. There was a blue lawn before the house. When they came to his
residence, the tinsmith was not home.
Scraps of tin, of all shapes and sizes, lay scattered around the workshop. Also there were
hammers and anvils and soldering irons and a charcoal furnace and many other tools such
as a tinsmith works with. Against two of the side walls had been built stout workbenches and in the center of the room was a long table. At the end of the shop were
several cupboards.
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TIN WOODMAN
It seems almost like home to me. The first time I came here I had lost a
leg, so I had to carry it in my hand while I hopped here on the other leg. I
remember that old Ku-Klip carefully put my leg into that cupboard over
yonder, and as he replaced my other appendages, those too he put into the
cupboard.
WOOT
I wonder if those cast-off parts are still there?
TIN WOODMAN
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Hmmm…
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WOOT
I think that I will go outside until Ku-Klip comes. It does not seem quite
proper for us to take possession of his house while he is absent.
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That is true.
SCARECROW
They were all about to leave the room.
TIN WOODMAN
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Wait a minute.
They all halted.
TIN WOODMAN walked over to the cupboards and opened the door. There were
shelves inside, and upon one of the shelves which was on a level with his chin was TIN
HEAD. The eyes of TIN HEAD slowly opened and looked at him.
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TIN WOODMAN
Dear me! Good morning, sir! You seem very familiar.
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TIN HEAD
You have the advantage of me. I’ve never seen you before in by life.
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TIN WOODMAN
Do you suppose we are related, you and I: we look so much the same?
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TIN HEAD
Don’t ask me. For my part, I’m not anxious to claim relationship with any
common, manufactured article, like you.
TIN WOODMAN (indignant)
Oh, is that so? How long have you been in this cupboard?
TIN HEAD
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I don’t know.
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Haven’t you a name?
TIN WOODMAN
TIN HEAD
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Not that I am aware.
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TIN WOODMAN
What do you think about while in the cupboard?
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TIN HEAD
That’s another foolish question: nothing. A little reflection will convince
you that I have had nothing to think about, except the boards on the inside
of the cupboard door, and it didn’t take me long to think of everything
about those boards that could be thought of. Then, of course, I quit
thinking.
TIN WOODMAN
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And are you happy?
TIN HEAD
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Happy? What’s that?
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TIN WOODMAN
Don’t you know what happiness is?
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TIN HEAD
I haven’t the faintest idea whether it’s round or square, or black or white,
or what it is. And, if you will pardon my lack of interest in it, I will say
that I don’t care.
The party had gathered around the cupboard behind TIN WOODMAN.
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TIN HEAD
And I don’t see what right you folks have to disturb my peace and
comfort, either. Please close the door and leave me alone.
With a sigh, TIN WOODMAN closed and latched the cupboard door and turned away.
Just then, KU-KLIP the tinsmith arrived. He was surprised to find so many visitors.
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KU-KLIP
Oh-ho! Here is my tin man come to visit me, and his friends are welcome
indeed. I’m very proud of you, I assure you, for you are so perfect that
you are proof that I’m a good workman. Sit down. Sit down, all of you
and tell me why you are here.
KU-KLIP turned SCARECROW around, examining him curiously, and patted him on all
sides.
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KU-KLIP
You are certainly wonderful, but I think you would be more durable and
steady on your legs if you were made of tin. Would you like me to
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SCARECROW (haughty)
No, indeed! I like myself better as I am.
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KU-KLIP
Then it must be this boy you wish me to help?
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WOOT
No. We are not here to seek your skill, but have merely come to you for
information.
TIN WOODMAN
Do you know what has become of Nimmie Amee?
KU-KLIP
Not exactly, but I know she wept bitterly when you did not come to marry
her as you promised to do.
All turned to look accusingly at TIN WOODMAN, who bowed his head in shame.
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KU-KLIP
Nimmie Amee decided to go away from the forest and live with some
people she was acquainted with who had a house on Mount Munch. I
have never seen the girl since.
TIN WOODMAN
Do you know the name of the people on Mount Munch, with whom she
went to live?
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KU-KLIP
No, Nimmie Amee did not mention her friend’s name, and I did not ask
her. She took with her all that she could carry, leaving me a bottle of
Magic Glue from the Witch.
WOOT
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What is Magic Glue?
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KU-KLIP
It is a magic preparation with which to mend people when they cut
themselves.
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TIN WOODMAN (suspiciously)
And whatever happened to the parts of my meat body?
KU-KLIP
It occurred to me to piece together the odds and ends, using the Magic
Glue, and see if I couldn’t make a man out of them. First, I pieced
together the body, which worked perfectly. That was the hardest part of
my job because some of the pieces didn’t match up well, but I finally got
together a very decent body, with heart and all the trimmings complete.
When the glue had dried, my man was quite an interesting fellow. I
named him Chopfyt. He was interesting, as I said, but not a very
agreeable companion. He complained bitterly, and was a poor assistant,
so when he proposed, one day, to go out into the world and seek
adventures, I was delighted to be rid of him.
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SCARECROW
What became of Chopfyt after that?
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KU-KLIP
I never heard. He started off toward the east, into the plains of Munchkin
Country, and that was the last I ever saw of him.
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TIN WOODMAN
It seems to me that you did wrong in making a man out of my cast-off
parts.
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KU-KLIP (cheerfully)
Don’t worry about that, it is not likely that you will ever meet the fellow.
And, if you should meet him, he doesn’t know who he is made of, for I
never told him the secret of his manufacture. Indeed, you are the only
ones who know of it, and you may keep the secret to yourselves if you
wish to.
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SCARECROW
Never mind Chopfyt. Our business is to find poor Nimmie Amee. To do
that, it seems, from the information Ku-Klip has given us, we must
continue our travel to Mount Munch.
WOOT
If that’s the program, let us start at once.
NIMMIE AMEE’S HOUSE:
The group stood silently in front of a small house. There was no sound of activity.
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SCARECROW
Well, this quaint little cottage must be Nimmie Amee’s home.
TIN WOODMAN (plaintive)
So far, but no farther. I am now close to Nimmie Amee, whom I have
come ever so far to seek. My cracked heart is aflutter.
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WOOT
Will you be okay? Does love indeed hurt this much?
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TIN WOODMAN (pausing)
I do not know. I will tell you when Nimmie Amee marries me.
They walked to the front door of the house, which had a little porch, and TIN
WOODMAN knocked upon the door with his tin knuckles. As no one seemed eager to
answer the summons, he knocked again. Finally they heard a stir from within.
NIMMIE AMEE (muffled through the door)
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Who’s there?
TIN WOODMAN
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It is I!
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Are you friends, or foes?
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Friends!
NIMMIE AMEE
ALL (in unison)
Then they heard footsteps approach the door, which slowly opened and revealed
NIMMIE AMEE standing in the doorway.
TIN WOODMAN
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Nimmie Amee!
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NIMMIE AMEE
That’s my name, but who can YOU be?
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TIN WOODMAN
Don’t you know ME, my dear? I’m your old sweatheart.
NIMMIE AMEE smiled. Then she looked beyond TIN WOODMAN to the rest of the
party and smiled again.
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NIMMIE AMEE
Come in. Even sweethearts are forgotten after a time, but you and your
friends are welcome.
The room they now entered was cozy and comfortable, being neatly furnished and well
swept and dusted. CHOPFYT was seated in a chair.
TIN WOODMAN (surprised)
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Impostor!
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SCARECROW (cautioning)
Gently – gently! Don’t be rude to strangers.
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TIN WOODMAN
Rude? Why that villain is wearing MY OWN HEAD!
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WOOT
Good gracious! This must be the man whom old Ku-Klip patched
together and named Chopfyt.
CHOPFYT
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Yes, that is my name.
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NIMMIE AMEE
I must ask you to be more respectful to my husband.
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Your husband?
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NIMMIE AMEE
Yes. I married Chopfyt a long time ago because you had deserted me.
Chopfyt is more interesting because he reminds me of you.
TIN WOODMAN
TIN WOODMAN
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But he is me!
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SCARECROW (laughing)
Oh, you’re quite wrong, Tin Woodman. You are yourself, and so Chopfyt
must be someone else.
NIMMIE AMEE
I won’t say he is a husband to be proud of, because he isn’t always an
agreeable companion. There are times when I have to chide him gently,
both with my tongue and with my broomstick. But he is my husband, and
I must make the best of him. He is now trained to draw the water and
carry in the wood and hoe the cabbages and weed the flower-beds and dust
the furniture and perform many tasks of a like character.
TIN WOODMAN
Wouldn’t you have liked to be the Empress of the Winkies?
NIMMIE AMEE
Mercy, no. That would be a lot of bother. A new husband would have to
be scolded – and gently chided – until he learns my ways. And I don’t
care for society, or pomp, or posing. All I ask is to be left alone and not to
be annoyed by visitors.
SCARECROW
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That sounds to me like a hint.
SCARECROW, WOOT, and TIN WOODMAN exit the door.
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WOOT
Looks as if we’ve made our journey for nothing.
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TIN WOODMAN (forlorn)
Nimmie Amee does not love me.
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SCARECROW
Be thankful it is not your fate to hoe cabbages and draw water.
There is a loud cracking sound inside TIN WOODMAN’S chest. He opens his chest
door and pulls out two halves of his heart.
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TIN WOODMAN
But my heart! It is broken into two. Oh, what will I do? I fear there is no end to
the ache I feel.
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SCARECROW
Well, we are not wanted here, and we dare not go home back through Loonville.
I say we travel on.
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TIN WOODMAN (sorrowful)
I am afraid I travel no further. I will lay here and never move again.
SCARECROW
I am very glad I have a brain and not a heart. It seems to carry with it
many difficulties. You must buck up, Tin Woodman, and continue this
journey with fortitude.
WOOT
Come, Tin Woodman, I have never been in love, but someday I may be.
Tell me what it feels like.
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TIN WOODMAN
Young Woot, you will be sorry when I do, but if you insist?
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I don’t really insist.
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TIN WOODMAN
Come, boy. I have so much heartache to pass on to you.
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Ohhhhh.
WOOT
WOOT (silently)
WOOT, TIN WOODMAN, and SCARECROW walk down the trail into the sunset with
TIN WOODMAN pouring out his soul to WOOT.
YOOP CASTLE:
Before long they reach a succession of hills and valleys where constant climbs and
descents are required. Up and down they go for hours until they discover a cup-shaped
valley. In the center stands an enormous castle built of purple stone. It is high and broad
and long, but has no turrets or towers. There is but one big door on the great building.
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SCARECROW
This is strange. I’d no idea such a big castle existed in this Gillikin
Country. I wonder who lives there?
WOOT
It seems to me, from this distance, that it’s the biggest castle I ever saw. It
is really too big for any use, and no one could open or shut THAT big
door.
SCARECROW
Perhaps, if we go nearer, we shall find out whether anybody lives there or not.
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TIN WOODMAN
I cannot think of castles, or whether they are occupied. I cannot think of
anything but Nimmie Amee. My heart is a weight that I drag wherever I
go.
SCARECROW
Well, just don’t make me drag you.
Approaching the castle, they discover, engraved in big letters over the doorway, the
words: “YOOP CASTLE.”
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WOOT
Curious: it seems empty. How are we to get into this deserted castle?
They look at one another, smile, then stand upon the shoulders of the next: TIN
WOODMAN first, then WOOT, and SCARECROW on top are just able to lift the latch
by outstretching TIN WOODMAN’S axe. Scarcely are they inside when the door slams
shut behind them and they hear the latch click shut again. They look at one another
concerned. SCARECROW tries desperately to push open the door.
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SCARECROW (worried and exhausted)
How will we ever get out?
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WOOT
Let us push bravely ahead and see what may be seen.
They keep close together as they stumble along a stone passage with many twists and
turns and side hallways. They try many doors along the way but all are shut tight. They
pass strange statues and odd paintings.
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SCARECROW (concerned)
As I said before: we may become lost forever to the outside world.
WOOT
But aren’t you amazed? Have you ever seen such decoration, or a palace
of such magnitude?
They reach the end of the passage and before them is another huge door, which slowly
and noiselessly swings open: a soft glow envelopes them. Through the opening they
observe a big chamber, the walls of which are lined with plates of pure gold, highly
polished.
In the center of the room is a great table at which sits MRS. YOOP. She has her back
toward them and does not turn around. She takes a biscuit from a dish and begins to
butter it.
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MRS. YOOP (voice is big and deep)
Why don’t you come in and allow the door to shut? You’re causing a
draft, and I shall catch cold and sneeze. When I sneeze, I get cross, and
when I get cross I’m liable to do something wicked. Come in, you foolish
strangers; come in!
Being thus urged, WOOT, TIN WOODMAN, and SCARECROW enter the room and
approach the table, until they stand before MRS. YOOP who has now turned around. Her
gargantuan figure towers over them. She points one finger at a nearby fireplace screen
which becomes a fence surrounding them. WOOT, TIN WOODMAN, and
SCARECROW are surprised.
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MRS. YOOP (imperious)
Well, what excuse do you have to offer?
SCARECROW (apologetically)
We didn’t know anyone lived here, Madam, so, being travelers and
strangers in these parts, and wishing to find a place for our young
companion to sleep, we ventured to enter your castle.
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MRS. YOOP (imperious)
You have found much more than you bargained for, I assure you.
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Are you a witch?
WOOT (curious)
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MRS. YOOP (proud)
Well, not exactly a witch, but I’m an artist in transformations. In other
words, I’m more of a Yookoohoo than a witch, and of course you know
that the Yookoohoos are the cleverest magic-workers in the world. Have
you never heard of me, Mrs. Yoop?
SCARECROW
Are we to consider you our friend, Mrs. Yoop?
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MRS. YOOP
I never have friends, but I’m glad you’ve come, for my life here is rather
lonely. I’ve had no one to talk to.
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Uh… We cannot stay long.
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MRS. YOOP
Oh, but I disagree. I mean to keep you here as long as I live, to amuse me
when I get lonely.
SCARECROW
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SCARECROW
That is outrageous! Do you know, Ma’am, who WE are?
MRS. YOOP
Of course, a straw man, a tin man and a boy, but I will change you all into
new forms, such as will be more interesting to me than the ones you now
wear.
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SCARECROW
You cannot do that! We are very important people.
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MRS. YOOP
All the better. I shall enjoy your society the more on that account.
WOOT, TIN WOODMAN and SCARECROW stare at MRS. YOOP.
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MRS. YOOP
It is best to meet bravely what cannot be avoided.
MRS. YOOP turns first to TIN WOODMAN.
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MRS. YOOP
This tin man seems a very solemn person, so I will change him into an
owl.
MRS. YOOP points one finger at TIN WOODMAN and in a few seconds he transforms
into a tin OWL. OWL flies to the back of a chair and perches upon it, his tin feathers
rattling against one another in a tinny chatter.
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SCARECROW (turning to MRS. YOOP)
Madam, I consider this action very impolite. It may even be called rude,
considering we are your guests.
MRS. YOOP
You are not guests, for I did not invite you here.
MRS. YOOP points in SCARECROW’S direction and at once his form begins to change
into a small brown BEAR, one stuffed with straw. BEAR shuffles awkwardly across the
floor.
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WOOT (trembling voice)
Don’t you think you’d better leave me as I am?
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MRS. YOOP
No. I’m going to make a monkey of you. I love monkeys – they’re so
cute! And I think a green monkey will be lots of fun and amuse me when
I am sad.
WOOT is shivering when MRS. YOOP points directly his way. He quickly turns into a
MONKEY, his skin covered with a fine, silk-like green fur. He begins to chatter as
monkeys do. He bounds to the seat of a giant chair, and then to its back.
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MRS. YOOP
You are all helpless and in my power, so you may as well make up your
minds to accept your fate and be content for you can never get your
previous shapes back.
I am now going out for my morning walk. Amuse yourselves while I am
gone, and when I return, I hope to find you all reconciled and happy.
MRS. YOOP (walking to the door)
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Open!
The door swings open and when MRS. YOOP passes out, it begins to close. BEAR
rushes toward the opening, hoping to escape, but he is too late and bumps his nose as the
door slams shut.
BEAR (still facing the door)
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Open!
Nothing happens.
BEAR (anxious)
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Open!
Still, nothing happens.
BEAR (worried)
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What are we to do?
OWL
206 It is just as well. I am now an owl, and it makes no difference what I am
without Nimmie Amme.
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SCARECROW (to OWL)
This is no time to be pinning for that girl who would make you hoe
cabbages. We are in very bad trouble here, and must think with clear
heads.
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MONKEY
We must escape! There is no telling what dreadful thing the Yookoohoo
has planned for us when she gets back.
They all turn to look around. The ceiling is high and there are no windows. OWL flies
to the ceiling and circles round and round looking for an opening with no success. OWL
sees TIN WOODMAN’S axe laying on the floor.
OWL
209 My axe. We can hack our way out with my axe. But I have no arms so
one of you must do it.
OWL lands on the back of a chair. BEAR leaps to the axe and tries to lift it but his straw
arms have no strength and he simply pulls apart at the seams, letting lose a bit of yellow
straw.
MONKEY then tries to lift the axe, but it is heavy, and as he lifts it over his head, he
loses his balance and weaves across the floor. He does not drop the axe but it wavers and
totters. When MONKEY gets to the wall, he tenses up and swings the axe with all his
might and chops the wall. The wall remains undamaged and MONKEY is catapulted
into the air to hang precariously from a chandelier. The axe rattles in a circle to settle
back on the ground.
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OWL (insistent)
There’s got to be a way out of here.
BEAR is standing in front of a tall door.
BEAR (resigned)
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Open. Open. Open.
There are many strange statues in the room. TIN GIRL standing motionless in a niche in
the wall. Suddenly, she moves.
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TIN GIRL
You cannot open the door in this enchanted castle unless you are wearing
the magic apron.
Surprised, OWL, BEAR, and MONKEY all turn towards TIN GIRL.
MONKEY
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Who are you?
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I am Tin Nimmie Amee.
TIN GIRL
OWL
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How can that be?
TIN GIRL
A girl named Nimmie Amee was the slave to a witch. To escape, her friend the
tinsmith, made me as a substitute. I took Nimmie Amee’s place until the witch
disappeared, THEN I was captured by MRS. YOOP to be HER servant. I have
been trying to escape ever since.
OWL is awestruck.
OWL (whispering to BEAR)
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She is so beautiful
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BEAR (whispering back)
Your heart is talking again.
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OWL (whispering)
Oh. I am redeemed. My love again prospers.
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BEAR (agitated whispering)
What is wrong with you? Your heart is out of control. Do you not
remember that you are an owl? You may remain an owl, and always out
of the life of this tin girl.
OWL remains staring, love struck, at TIN GIRL.
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MONKEY
I see, I see! Then, if we could get the apron from Mrs. Yoop, we could
open the doors and escape our prison.
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TIN GIRL
Perhaps you could hide in her room at night and get the apron while she is asleep.
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MONKEY
I’ll try it! If only I can manage to sneak into her bedroom.
The front door to MRS. YOOP'S castle begins to open. TIN GIRL stands perfect still
again. MRS. YOOP enters and pauses to pat MONKEY’S head.
MRS. YOOP
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Open!
The door opens into MRS. YOOP’S bedroom.
MRS. YOOP turns to face TIN GIRL.
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MRS. YOOP
Come get me ready for bed, servant.
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MRS. YOOP (to OWL and BEAR)
Now, you behave yourselves tonight.
Behind her back, MONKEY slips through the open bedroom door.
MRS. YOOP walks into the bedroom. MONKEY is hiding under the bed, only his eyes
showing in the darkness.
CUT TO: late at night
MRS. YOOP is snoring. MONKEY creeps out into the dark. His eyes are wide as he
feels around.
TIN GIRL stands next to the bed.
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TIN GIRL (whispering)
Look there! The apron hangs above you.
MONKEY sees the apron hanging high on a tall bedpost. He tries reaching for it but he
is much too short. He tries jumping, but he just barely misses grabbing it at each jump.
MONKEY springs upon the sleeping form of MRS. YOOP, balanced himself, MRS.
YOOP stirs. MONKEY quickly jumps, grabs the apron, runs with the apron flying
behind him, and frantically tries to open the door. As he fruitlessly tries to pull the door
open, he is grabbed from behind by MRS. YOOP.
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MRS. YOOP (angry)
Try to steal my apron, will you! Let me teach you a lesson.
FADE UP FROM BLACK
MONKEY is locked in an ornate box, with only his head sticking from the top of it
CUT TO: morning.
OWL, MONKEY, BEAR, and TIN GIRL are standing in front of a tall table, while on
the other side MRS. YOOP drinks from a delicate, small cup and saucer.
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MRS. YOOP (light hearted)
What shall you do to entertain me today? Hmmm… How about tag?
That sounds fun. If I tag you, I turn you into a bug… And there won’t be
any tagging me… One… Two... Three… Go!
OWL, MONKEY, TIN GIRL, and BEAR look at one another, not knowing what to do.
MRS. YOOP
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Well, then: bugs you’ll all be!
MRS. YOOP points her finger at the group. She cackles as they split up and run in all
directions.
TIN GIRL and OWL run off together down a hallway.
TIN GIRL
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Follow me.
TIN GIRL ducks behind a large suit of armor. As OWL flies by, she grabs his tail and
pulls him with her.
TIN GIRL (whispering)
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Shhhh….
MRS. YOOP is walking down the hall towards them, humming.
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MRS. YOOP
Come out, come out, wherever you are… Ally, ally, all’s in free.
As MRS. YOOP walks by the suit of armor, she is tugged back. She looks down to see
the armor’s gauntleted hand grabbing her apron.
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MRS. YOOP
Now, what mystery do we have here?
MRS. YOOP knocks down the suit of armor. It clatters about, the parts, exposing TIN
GIRL holding the elbow end of the armor’s arm: the armor hand still holding MRS.
YOOP’S apron. OWL is on TIN GIRL’S head, wearing the armor’s helmet.
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MRS. YOOP
Servant, have you gained a mind of your own? You’ll bear close watching
now.
MRS. YOOP grabs TIN GIRL by the arm, lifts her completely into the air, turns and
marches back down the hall. OWL flies after them.
CUT TO: MRS. YOOP is sleeping soundly. Next to her bed is MONKEY in the ornate
box. TIN GIRL stands next to him, held prisoner by a gold chain around her neck.
There is the sound of someone blowing air into a balloon.
MRS. YOOP begins to awaken.
The sound of someone blowing air continues.
MRS. YOOP
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Quiet, out there!
OWL
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Who…
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You, of course?
MRS. YOOP
OWL
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Who?
MRS. YOOP (getting angry)
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You!
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Who?
OWL
MRS. YOOP (very angry)
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I’ll show you who!
MRS. YOOP jumps from her bed. She grabs the apron, ties it around her waist.
MRS. YOOP
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Open!
The door to her bedroom opens: MRS. YOOP rushes out. Immediately, she is confronted
with GIANT LOON, overfilled with air.
GIANT LOON (booming voice)
245-01 I WILL PERFORATE YOU.
GIANT LOON pops loudly, air rushes out and the skin flies about the room. MRS.
YOOP is startled and steps back: she falls over BEAR who has crept up on all fours
behind her.
OWL flies over MRS. YOOP’S sprawled form into the bedroom.
TIN GIRL (exclaiming)
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The apron!
OWL flies back out as MRS. YOOP is standing up; snatches the apron off of MRS.
YOOP in its beak. MRS. YOOP grabs OWL. OWL struggles but is pulled in by MRS.
YOOP. Suddenly, MRS. YOOP is crashed to the ground again by BEAR circling straw
around her feet and pulling. OWL flies back into bedroom, drops the apron over
MONKEY’S head.
MONKEY (commanding)
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Open.
MONKEY’S box falls open and he jumps out. MONKEY cannot see because the apron
is still over his head and he bumps into things around the room. He pulls the apron off so
he can see and races out the door.
TIN GIRL (pleading)
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Free me!
OWL flies onto TIN GIRL’S shoulder. He grabs her gold chain in his beak and bites
hard. Nothing happens. OWL bites harder, his face turning red. Nothing happens.
MONKEY runs back into the room, jumping around the furniture, pursued by MRS.
YOOP. MRS. YOOP sees OWL trying to release TIN GIRL; anger distorts her features
as she changes direction to stop OWL. OWL crouches then springs into flight towards
the open door. The gold chain tightens, MRS. YOOP gets dangerously close, then the
chain snaps and OWL tows TIN GIRL behind him out the door, followed closely by
MONKEY and right behind him, almost touching the apron, is MRS. YOOP. MRS.
YOOP gives a wild cry just as MONKEY goes through the door.
MONKEY (commanding)
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Close!
The bedroom door slams shut. There is a loud thump as MRS. YOOP crashes into it on
the other side. There’s a pause, then MRS. YOOP pounds upon the door and yells for it
to open.
MONKEY and BEAR appeared as silhouettes in the darkness.
MONKEY
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I cannot see.
OWL
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I can. Follow me!
Just then the bedroom door crashes open.
MRS. YOOP
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I will turn you all into bugs!
MONKEY, OWL, BEAR, and TIN GIRL rush through many passages.
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BEAR (breathless)
Dear me, dear me. Are we lost?
OWL (confident)
I said to follow me. I need only be somewhere once and I know my way
forever.
TIN GIRL
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You are very clever…
OWL smiles
TIN GIRL
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For an owl.
OWL frowns.
The group ends up in front of the door to the outside.
MONKEY (commanding)
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Open!
The door swings open and they all leap out. MRS. YOOP is right behind them.
MONKEY is smugly smiling. He waits until the last possible instant to shut the door.
MONKEY (commanding)
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Close!
The door slams shut on MRS. YOOP, who once again slams into it. This time her
pounding is muffled by the thick door.
OWL lands on TIN GIRL’S shoulder.
OWL
260
She will not break down that door.
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TIN GIRL
Let us leave. I know Mrs. Yoop will find some way to recapture us. I cannot
become her servant again.
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OWL
I will keep you safe: just stay with me.
OWL, flying, pulls TIN GIRL along behind him. They all run away from the castle
while listening to MRS. YOOP’S pounding and yelling.
CUT TO: later, they have stopped to catch their breaths.
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MONKEY
Well, we have escaped the big woman, to be sure, but we still wear the
awful forms the cruel Yookoohoo gave us. How are we going to get rid of
these shapes and become ourselves again?
They sit around, brooding over the problem, until MONKEY falls asleep. OWL tucks its
head under its wing while standing on TIN GIRL’S shoulder, and she lays her head
against OWL’S body.
INVISIBLE LAND: broad daylight
MONKEY (awakening)
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I’m hungry.
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BEAR
Then let us travel on until we can find something for you to eat.
They agreed to this and promptly set off, this time moving more deliberately. OWL has
its eyes shut against the bright sun and perched upon TIN GIRL’S shoulder.
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BEAR
To think that I, who was once considered the handsomest Scarecrow in the
world, am now condemned to be a scrubby, no-account beast, whose only
redeeming feature is that he is stuffed with straw.
OWL (staring forlornly at TIN GIRL)
Ohhh… I do not want to be an owl. I want to be myself.
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MONKEY
Consider MY case, please. The cruel Giantess has made a monkey of a
boy, and that is the most dreadful deed of all!
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BEAR
Your color is rather pretty. I have never seen a pea-green monkey before,
and it strikes me you are quite gorgeous.
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MONKEY
What if Mrs. Yoop’s transformations can never be changed?
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BEAR
Dear me. What unhappy thoughts you have, to be sure. This is proof that
born brains cannot equal manufactured brains, for MY brains dwell only
on facts and never borrow trouble. When there is occasion for my brains
to think, they think, but I would be ashamed of my brains if they kept
shooting out thoughts that were merely fears and imaginings, such as do
no good, but are likely to do harm.
OWL
For my part, I do not think at all, but allow my heart to guide me at all
times.
BEAR
Thoughtless people are not unusual, but I consider them more fortunate
than those who have useless or wicked thoughts and do not try to curb
them. Thoughts should be restrained and only applied when necessary,
and for good purpose. If used carefully, thoughts are good things to have.
As BEAR is talking, its body slowly disappeared, though its voice is still loud.
MONKEY, seeing this, halts with a puzzled expression on its face. While it stands, it
notices that its own legs are invisible.
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OWL
Good gracious! Something has happened to my tin eyes. I can’t see myself.
MONKEY steps completely into the invisible land. TIN GIRL too.
MONKEY
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Can anyone see me?
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TIN GIRL
No, indeed, we’ve all become invisible.
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WOOT
How did it happen, do you suppose?
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BEAR
It must be that this part of the country has magic quality of making people
invisible. We can see the grass, and the flowers, and the stretch of plain
before us, and we can still see Mount Munch in the distance; but we
cannot see ourselves or one another.
MONKEY
Well, what are we to do about it?
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BEAR
Perhaps this is only a streak of country where an enchantment makes
people become invisible. So, if we get together and hold hands, we can
travel toward Mount Munch until the enchanted streak is passed.
Everyone whistle so we can find each other.
MONKEY, TIN GIRL, BEAR, and OWL all whistled. There is the sound of bumping
into one another.
BEAR
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Careful where you are going.
OWL
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Sorry.
Another thump.
MONKEY
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Ouch.
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Sorry, again.
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MONKEY (shuddering)
I don’t like this invisible country. We can’t tell how many dreadful,
invisible beasts are roaming around us, or what danger we’ll come to next.
TIN GIRL
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BEAR (warning)
Quit thinking about danger, please.
MONKEY
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Why?
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BEAR
If you think of some dreadful thing, it’s liable to happen, but if you don’t
think of it, and no one else thinks of it, it just can’t happen. Do you see?
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MONKEY
No. I won’t be able to see much of anything until we escape from this
enchantment.
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BEAR
I have heard that hippografs use invisibility to capture their food.
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HIPPOGYRAF (hoarse, growls, snarls)
That’s Hip-po-gy-raf!
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BEAR
Oh Goodness me! Here is a hippogyraf now!
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HIPPOGRRAF
I smell straw! I smell straw, and I’m a Hip-po-gy-raf who loves straw and
eats all he can find. I want THIS straw! Where is it? Where is it?
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HIPPOGYRAF (sniffing)
Bah! That’s not straw. It is tin.
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HIPPOGYRAF (sniffing)
Meat! Pooh, you’re no good! I can’t eat meat.
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HIPPOGYRAF
That’s funny! I can smell straw, but I can’t find it. Well, it’s here,
somewhere, and I must hunt around until I DO find it, for I’m hungry.
They all become visible.
BEAR is standing beside HIPPOGYRAF.
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BEAR (frightened)
Dear me! You must be the Hip-po-gy-raf?
HIPPOGYRAF
Quite right, and you’re the straw I’m to eat for my dinner. Oh, how I love
straw! I hope you don’t resent my affectionate appetite?
MONKEY
This is our friend, and he would be useless without his straw stuffing. So,
as we are comrades, faithful and true, we will defend our friend’s stuffing
against all enemies.
HIPPOGYRAF sits down and looks at them sorrowfully.
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HIPPOGYRAF
When one has made up his mind to have a meal of delicious straw, and
then finds he can’t have it, it is certainly hard luck because one must eat,
and if one can’t get the food he desires, he must desire the food he doesn’t
get.
BEAR
301
Ah, I see you are a philosopher.
HIPPOGYRAF
302
No, I’m just a Hip-po-gy-raf.
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MONKEY
I have heard that Hippogyrafs are the eyes and ears of Ozma of Oz.
HIPPOGYRAF
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Do you know Ozma?
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MONKEY
No. I have never met her majesty.
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HIPPOGYRAF
Oh, that is the pity, for she is such a wonderful person.
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MONKEY
So it is true that you are a watcher for Ozma of Oz.
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HIPPOGYRAF
Of course, for I am a creature of pure magic, and Ozma can see through
my eyes.
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Can you contact Ozma for us?
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HIPPOGYRAF
Yes; I can, it is true. But, I refuse to do it. Unless…
MONKEY
MONKEY
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Unless what?
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HIPPOGYRAF
Unless you let me eat the straw with which the bear scarecrow is stuffed?
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MONKEY
No, that is too high a price to pay.
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HIPPOGYRAF
Well, since you refuse my generous offer, I can be as stubborn as you are.
They were all silent for a time.
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BEAR
Friends, let us agree to the beast’s terms. Give him my straw, and restuff
me with hay. I am willing to sacrifice my pride in a good cause.
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HIPPOGYRAF (exclaiming)
You’re a very honest and clever scarecrow!
BEAR lays down and removes his straw. Just its clothes and head remains.
HIPPOGYRAF consumes it all in a single bite.
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HIPPOGYRAF (smacking lips)
M-m-m-mmm, but that was a fine dinner! And I’m as good as my word.
HIPPOGRYRAF transforms into OZMA. She smiles.
MONKEY bows before her.
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MONKEY
Am I truly in the presence of the great Ozma of Oz?
OZMA
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And who else would I be?
OZMA looks at the four companions.
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OZMA
Even in the land of Oz, you are a odd bunch; how can I help you?
BEAR
Well, do not confuse us for a tin owl, a straw bear, and a green monkey.
The giant, Mrs. Yoop turned us into these dreadful shapes against our will
for no reason other than she was a contrary person.
OZMA
Dear. Dear. Let me see what I can do.
OZMA draws from her bosom a small silver Wand and, making passes with the wand
over the head of casually waves her hand over BEAR. SCARECROW’S head is
transformed.
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SCARECROW (excited)
Stuff me! Stuff me! Hurry. I can’t wait.
MONKEY and TIN GIRL fill SCARECROW’S clothes with hay. When they are full,
SCARECROW is complete but lumpy.
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SCARECROW
Even filled with hay, I feel I am myself. This is a great day indeed.
Thank you so much Ozma.
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OZMA
You’re welcome Scarecrow. Now, next…
OZMA passes the silver wand over the head of OWL. TIN WOODMAN is transformed.
TIN WOODMAN has a surprised look on his face.
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TIN GIRL (seeing TIN WOODMAN)
Why you are made of TIN. As am I! How quaint.
TIN WOODMAN grandly walks up to TIN GIRL and bows.
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TIN WOODMAN
As a tin owl, I could not reasonably expect to make your acquaintance.
But now I am in my proper form, perhaps you will let me woo you, for I
have much love to give and no one to give it to?
TIN WOODMAN gingerly takes the hand of TIN GIRL
OZMA
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How sweet!
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Yuck!
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TIN GIRL
Love? I know nothing of love. Not the color, the size, nor the shape of it.
For I have no heart in this chest of tin.
WOOT
TIN WOODMAN is crestfallen. He releases TIN GIRL’S hand. A tear of oil
trickles from TIN WOODMAN's eye as he staggers back several feet to collapse
against a tree, his hand upon his chest.
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TIN WOODMAN (whispering)
It is too much for me. Love is too difficult. Please, Ozma, take away my
heart. I cannot abide it any longer.
SCARECROW helps TIN WOODMAN steady himself against the tree. SCARECROW
puts his head to TIN WOODMAN's chest.
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SCARECROW
I can not hear your heart ticking at all!
TIN WOODMAN
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It is broken beyond repair.
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TIN GIRL
Oh, my! I am so terribly sorry.
335
WOOT (to OZMA)
OZMA! Can you please help our friend with his heartbreak?
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OZMA (shaking her head)
Unfortunately in affairs of the heart, I am powerless.
OZMA turns toward TIN WOODMAN who is propped motionless against a tree.
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OZMA
However, I do know that you have it within yourself to heal both of you.
TIN WOODMAN’S eyes slowly open in recognition.
TIN WOODMAN stands tall. He opens his chest plate to remove one half of his
broken heart. He opens up TIN GIRL'S chest plate and puts half of his heart into
her. A light goes on in TIN GIRL’S eye.
TIN GIRL (pleased)
338
Oh! What is this feeling?
339
TIN WOODMAN (satisfied)
I hope it is the same as mine.
TIN GIRL smiles at TIN WOODMAN and they embrace.
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MONKEY
Enough already! I anxiously await returning to MY boy form.
OZMA (pitying)
Your form of enchantment, my poor boy, is different from that of the
others. Indeed, it is a form that is impossible to alter by any magic known
to fairies or yookoohoos. The wicked Giantess was well aware when she
gave you the form of a green monkey, that the green monkey must exist in
the Land of Oz for all future time.
WOOT wears a very sad face during a moment of silence.
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WOOT (sighing)
Well, that’s pretty hard luck, but if it can’t be helped I must endure it;
that’s all. I don’t like being a monkey, but what’s the used of kicking
against my fate.
SCARECROW
343
Is there no other way to return poor Woot to his natural form?
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OZMA
He might transfer, or exchange his form with some other person, it is true;
but the green monkey we cannot get rid of.
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SCARECROW
But, see here, why not put the monkey’s form on some one else?
346
OZMA
But who would agree to make the change?
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WOOT
I wouldn’t ask anyone to take this dreadful form. It wouldn’t be right,
now, and I don’t like it. It makes me ashamed to be a beast of this sort
when by right of birth I’m a boy; so I’m sure it would be wicked to ask
anyone else to take my place.
They are all silent for a moment, the TIN GIRL’S eyes go wide. Behind MONKEY’S
back,s he leans over and whispers something into OZMA’S ear. OZMA smiles.
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OZMA
Oh sweety, you are the clever one.
OZMA waves here silver wand over MONKEY’S head and he changes back into
WOOT. WOOT notices slowly then jumps up.
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WOOT (excited)
Thank you! Thank you, so much. How did you do it?
WOOT frowns as he thinks of the possibilities.
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WOOT (worried)
You didn’t transform anyone else into a green monkey, did you?
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SCARECROW
Nobody who doesn’t deserve it.
CUT TO: inside YOOP CASTLE.
MRS. YOOP is a very surprised green monkey.
The End