Quixote Side 9 - Quixote, Sancho
SCENE 12
DON QUIXOTE
Ohhh. Sancho, I hope that was you crying out and not me.
SANCHO
I’m going to need that balm. I’m broken all over. And Gines ran off with my carrucha.
DON QUIXOTE
Yet Fortune smiles on us, Sancho!
SANCHO
It does? Why?
DON QUIXOTE
I saved the Golden Helmet of Mambrino from their clutches.
SANCHO
The helmet of--- Are you out of your mind! We just got the Spanish fly kicked out of us!
And for the love of God, that’s a barber’s bowl! You took it from a barber! It looks silly
on your head! I feel silly just looking at you! No, correction, señor, I feel pain. More pain
than ever in my life, and the next life too! Maestro, wake up! I’m no squire! That’s no
charger! And you’re no knight! There’s no need for knights! The world’s moved on!
There’s misery and poverty and injustice and that’s all there is to it!
(QUIXOTE spits a number of his teeth into his hand.)
Ay señor. For a knight, you sure got the saddest face I ever seen.
DON QUIXOTE
A worthy epithet. Knight of the Sorrowful Face.
SANCHO
Let’s just call it a day and go home, Alonso.
DON QUIXOTE
Home? We are home! The world is our home, squire! It’s up to us to strip the cruel
delusions that the Enchanter Fristón has placed upon it! Te suplico, compadre. Believe
with me. Let us forge our better natures and plunge our arms up to the elbows in
adventure! Face the defining moment of our story! Because sooner or later-- ¡Cielos! Do
you see? Looming over us…
SANCHO
What! Where!
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Quixote Side 9 - Quixote, Sancho
DON QUIXOTE
And there! And there too! Shameless and bold! The Knight espies a cluster of
prodigious—
DON QUIXOTE
SANCHO
Giants!
Windmills!
(The sails of the windmills slice shadows across them. QUIXOTE scales the steel
frame of a windmill water-pump.)
DON QUIXOTE
Now, monstruos! I’ll smite thee for thy evil and lop off the arms that thou dost wave in
arrogance!
SANCHO
Wait, maestro, that’s windmills you’re attacking!
DON QUIXOTE
Curséd giants overrunning the plain! Commend my soul to Dulcinea! ¡Adelante!
SANCHO
No, no, sire! WAIT!
(He charges at the sails of the windmill, striking them with a clang of his sword.
He attacks with gusto.)
DON QUIXOTE
¡Despierta, fiero!
(He gets caught in the windmill’s sail.)
SANCHO
Windmills! They’re windmills!
DON QUIXOTE
SAAANCHOOOO!
(He tumbles to the ground and lands on top of Sancho with a heart-rending cry.
Watching them nearby is the CERVANTES AVATAR, with DAPPLE.)
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