Bunneatrice: But we must avenge Bebero's death! Umm?I mean, her shame! Oh, if only I was a man! I could then challenge Alex-Bebio to a duel!
Stebedick: What? A duel? I thought thou wast talking about me! Thou doest not haveth a sword!
Bunneatrice: We could duel with handkerchiefs! But wait?thou art a man! Thou can challenge Count Alex-Bebio!
Stebedick: What? Challenge Alex-Bebio? I thought thou wast talking about thee becoming a man.
Bunneatrice: (talking more to herself than Stebedick) Yes, thou can challenge Alex-Bebio, thou art a man?
Stebedick: Bunneatrice?
Bunneatrice: But I hath chang�d my mind! Thou canst challenge him?
Stebedick: But art not I a man?
Bunneatrice: Thou art a man but thou art not man enough?
Stebedick: But Bunn?
Bunneatrice: QUIET YOU!!! Oh, sorry. I thought you were Alex-Bebio.
Stebedick: (whose pride is deeply wounded) I wilt do anything for thee! Anything!
Bunneatrice: *ponders* Kill Alex-Bebio.
Stebedick: Ha! Not for the world! (Bunneatrice glares at him, and, having enough sense to know he's about to get bit-ch slapped?) I'll do it for thee! To proveth my love for thee, Bunneatrice!
Bunneatrice: That is better!
Stebedick: I part with thee now! Fare thee well, fair Bunneatrice!

                                                                 
Act 4 Scene 1
(enter Don Amzzz, Ernie, Janey and Julien)
All: Heeheehee!
(all run around burning Wordsworth poems, trampling on daffodils and knocking over the solitary reaper)
Dons: Catch us if you can, Wordsworth!
Wordsworth: *sobs* NOOOOOOOOOO!

                                                                
Act 4 Scene 2
James Cagberry: Thou art the elitest of the elite! Thou art a steam of lighting hen! I would like to see thee live up to thy lame!
Barbieges: Ummm?why art thou talking to thyself?
James Cagberry: I am talking to my hen!
Barbieges: You mean, your men?
James Cagberry: Of course! That is what I said!
Barbieges: Whatever-eth.
James Cagberry: Noweth! We must go and spy on some of the other chorus girls!
Barbieges: I hope you mean villains?
(exeunt)

                                                                
Act 4 Scene 3
Stebedick: I am a leaneth, meaneth, fighting machineth!
(enter Alex-Bebio)
Stebedick: AAAH! (runs and hides)
Alex-Bebio: I misseth mine Bebero.
Stebedick: Really? Then Wordsworth's plan is working!
Alex-Bebio: What plan?
Stebedick: Quiet You!
Alex-Bebio: *sobs*
(enter Don Vik-tor)
Vik-tor: I am a man of few words. I seldom have conversations, and I never deliver messages. I am no one's servant, I taketh orders off no one. I just mindeth mine own business. Alex-Bebio, another wife has been foundeth for you. She is-eth anonymous. I have not spoken to her, as I do not speak. I merely listen, and listening is what I do?
Alex-Bebio: Another WIFE?!?
Don Vik-tor: Quiet you! As I was saying, listening is what I do best. I am a great listener, and friend to all. My company is appreciated, yet seldom noticed, as I never make a sound?
(enter Ursula the Sea Witch)
Ursula: I am going to steal your voice!
Don Vik-tor: Ah! But that would be pointless, as I am a man of few words. You could not steal my voice, as it is never heard. I shouldeth be renamed "quiet", that is, he who never speaks. Because 'tis true, I never speak?
Ursula: AAAAH! I can't take it! (runs away)
Stebedick and Alex-Bebio: Good plan! (run away)
Don Vik-tor: I am a man of few?guys? Hello?

                                                                  
Act 4 Scene 4
Don Ernie: I am boredeth!
Dons: We know. *sigh*
Don Amzzz: Let us hold a pretend funeral.
Don Julien: Isn't that even more boring?
Don Amzzz: Oh, yeah.
Don Janey: Why don't we crash it?
Dons: Sounds slightly less boring?
Don Janey: Perchance something hilarious may come along soon!
Dons: Hooray!
Don Ernie: I am boredeth.
Dons: We know. *sigh*
(enter Davachio Wiv Glarseez)
D.W.G: I am so smarteth! I haveth tricked everyone into thinking Bebero ist unfaithful, AND I have scored some cooleth new glarseez! Hooray!
Dons: WHATETH?!?!?!
(suddenly a bush behind the Dons moves around and James Cagberry bursts out)
Dons: Hello James Cagberry.
James Cagberry: Barbieges! Where ist mineth Barbieges?
Don Julien: Ummm, James Cagberry, perhaps you should arrest Davachio Wiv Glarseez?
James Cagberry: Whateth? Was it he who stoleth Barbieges?
Don Amzzz: Ummm?YES!
James Cagberry: Oh! Thou art under a vest!
Don Janey: ARREST!
James Cagberry: Anyone you do pay can and will be given in evidence.
Don Ernie: *sigh* Just take him away, James Cagberry!
(exeunt)
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