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by Jonathan Rand

(The title appears from darkness: Law & Order: Fairy Tale Unit JINTENSE VOICEOVER. In the fairy tale criminal justice system,the characters from fairy tales and nursery rhymes are representedby two separate yet equally ridiculous groups: the fairy tale policewho investigate fairy tale crime, and the fairy tale district attorneyswho prosecute the fairy tale offenders. These are their stories.

(Lights up on the part of the stage where wefind CHUH-CHUNK,LOCATION, and TIME throughout the play. They always facestraight ahead toward the audience, without emotion. Perhapsthey wear shirts with their character names on them in block letters. They are the human equivalent of the sound and the settingtitles from the TV show.)

C H U H - C H U N K . C h u h - c h u n k .

L O C A T I O N . C h e s t n u t a n d H i l l .

T I M E . 7 : 2 6 A . M .

(Lights shift.)(A pile of rubble, eittirely made of straw. CINDY and H.D. arriveon the scene, each with a cheap cup of coffee. CINDY wears onlyone shoe; H.D. has his arm in a slitig, a bandage wrapped aroundhis head, maybe some other bandages and some bruises.)

(ZELLE is already analyzing the crime scene.^ Her hair is styledin a tall beehive.)

H.D. Well well well—you're up early for a Sunday, Zelle.ZELLE. And you're late. But hey, I'm glad t'see both of ya got yourbeauty rest.H . D . Yo u n o t i c e d .

CINDY. All right, kids, break it up... So what're we lookin' at...ZELLE. Well you would be lookin' at 328 Chestnut—if it was hereanymore .

' There can be other crime scene Investigators on the scene doing their work in thebackground.

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C I N D Y . A c c i d e n t ?

ZELLE. Not a chance. Perp struck the property from the rear, lettingloose some form of windpower.CINDY. Windpower...ZELLE. (To CINDY;) Hey what's with the missing shoe?CINDY. Eh, lost it last night at a Prince concert. Long story.ZELLE. (To H.D.;) What about you ? Looks like you had a special night.H . D . H o w ' b o u t w e s t i c k t o t h e c r i m e . . .

ZELLE. Ooh, testy.

CINDY. Any leads so far on our perp?ZELLE. No dice. And the boys downtown got nothin' on the tenanteither. But epme-take a look at this.

(She holds up some straw.)See this yellow-tinted, fibrous material here? We're stumped onwhat it might be. Tommy ran it through the Crime Scene ScanningDevice and it told us diddly-squat.H.D. Dilly-squat, huh? Sounds like my first marriage.

(They all laugh like tough cops and then quickly stop laughing.)H.D. Let's have a look. (He does.) The texture and appearance is alm o s t s f r a i u - l i k e i n n a t u r e .

CINDY. Straw-like, huh... You may be on t'something.ZELLE. Whatever it is, the whole buildiiig was made out of it.

CINDY. And I'm assuming no witnesses?ZELLE. Actually, Blue questioned a husband and wife who were ablock away. (She hands H.D. a photo.) Running pretty fast from thescene, these two. But they didn't see anything, so we sent 'em ontheir way.H.D. Where they headed?ZELLE. Forest Circle, why?H.D. I've got a few questions of my own... A few questions...fort h e m t o a n s w e r . . .

(Beat.)(To CINDY;) Let's ride.

(H.D. and CINDY start to leave. H.D. turns around.)A n d Z e l l e . . .

Z E L L E . Ye a h .

H.D. Treat yourself to a night on the town tonight, will ya?ZELLE. (Dismissive:) What're you talkin' about...H.D. You been cooped up in that high-rise apartment for months.Get out there—let your hair down.ZELLE. All right, maybe I will. (Jocularly:) For the right man, anyway.CINDY. Ain't that the truth. You deserve a prince.ZELLE. Okay, beat it. I'll be stuck here all day if I don't get busy witht h i s s t r a w - l i k e m a t e r i a l .

(ZELLE goes elseiohere to do more crime scene investigation.H.D. and CINDY take a moment to look at the rubble.)

H . D . W h a t a m e s s . . .

CINDY. My gut's tellin' me someone's got a problem with the tenant, and for some reason, destroyed the place in retaliation.H.D. And whatever the reason— (Beat.) —it was the last straw...

(Lights shift.)C H U H - C H U N K . C h u h - c h u n k .

L O C A T I O N . F o r e s t C i r c l e .

T I M E . 7 : 5 4 A . M .

(Lights shift.)(CINDY and H.D. are xvaiting for JACK and JILL, ivho jog ontothe scene. CINDY and H.D. hold up their badges.)

CINDY. FTPD. Finish line's right here, folks.

(JACK and JILLIAN stop running.^)JACK. What seems to be the problem?H.D. The problem is that you can run.. .but you can't hide.CINDY. Let's hear your names.

JACK. I'm Jack.

^ Other runners can silently jog in the background throughout the scene. Jack andJillian might do some stretching to keep limber.


H.D. Sprat? BeNimble? And TheBeanstalk?

JACK. Just Jack. (Beat.) And this is my wife, Jillian.

JILLIAN. But my friends call me Ian.C I N D Y. T h a t ' s o d d .

JILLIAN. I've got weird friends.CINDY. Where were the two of you at seven this morning?

JACK. Walking up Chestnut, headed out here to do our daily morning jog.H . D . A n d ?

JACK. That's it. Just walking.H.D. Word on the street is that you were walkin' pretty fast.

JILLIAN. What are you getting at...?H.D. (Outrageously livid, getting all up the grills o/J ACK and J1LLIAN;JYou were running!! Not walking! Running!!CINDY. Take it easy, man.

(CINDY subdues H.D. H.D. takes a moment to himself to cool off.)We've got an eyewitness who paints a somewhat different picture.Does the threat of perjury jog your memory?

JACK. Okay, okay. Fine. We were running. But let me explain.The two of us were headed up Chestnut like usual, when Jillian suddenly got dehydrated. So 1 ran up Hill Street to the Quick-Stop tobuy her some Propel.CINDY. Propel?

JACK. It's fitness water.

JILLIAN. No, it's water with sugar. I wasn't dehydrated. He madethat up so he could use a coupon.

JACK. That's not true!JILLIAN. He does this all the time. Last week he pretended that bothof us had broken legs 'cause Target had a Buy One Get One Free saleo n w h e e l c h a i r s .

H.D. (To CINDY;) I swear, if they don't get to the point right now, Iwill escort them to the point with my fist!

L m v & O r d e r : F a i r y Ta l e U n i t 1 3

CINDY. C'mon, man. Take it easy. (To JACK and JILLIAN.J So thenw h a t ?

JACK. She followed me into the Quick-Stop and then we left.C I N D Y. T h a t i t ?

JACK. Well, I doubt this is relevant, but I heard a loud noise, whichcaused me to trip and fall head-first on the sidewalk and crack thecrown on my lateral incisor. ,

(He simvs the tooth to the cops.)CINDY. (To JACK and JILLIAN.J Okay, so let me get this straight:Jack... you and Jill—JILLIAN. Ian.CINDY. (Without missing a beat:) You and Ian went up Hill to buy ab o t t l e o f w a t e r —

JACK. Propel.JILLIAN. (Scoffs.)CINDY. Then Jack here fell down, broke the crown on his laterali n c i s o r .

H.D. Then let me guess: fTo JILLIAN.J You came tumbling after.

JILLIAN. No. Why would I tumble? That doesn't make any sense.C I N D Y. T h e n w h a t ?

JILLIAN. We got stopped by those other cops, jogged here, then gotstopped by you guys, who made us late for work.H.D. I'll make you late for work! With my fist!

CINDY. (To H.D..-J Heyyy, cool it! (To JACK ond JILLIAN.-J Did yousee anything out of the ordinary? Anything at all?

JILLIAN. Come to think of it, while we were buying the sugarwaterwe did see a couple of shady youths in the candy aisle.CINDY. Shady youths, huh...? Catch where they were headed?

JILLIAN. Nope.JACK. Actually, while I was eye-level with the sidewalk, I noticedsomething odd.H . D . W h a t ' s t h a t ?

JACK. Skittles.


C I N D Y. S k i t t l e s ?

H . D . S k i t t l e s . . .

JACK. Yeah, I was surprised, too. There was a line of them trailingbehind the hoodlums as they walked away. Maybe there was a holein their bag. So I'm thinking if you follow the rainbow trail of Skitt l e s . . .

H.D we'll find our pot of gold...CINDY. (To JACK and JILLIANrJ We'll take it from here. Enjoy yourjog.

(JACK and JILLIAN jog away.)H.D. We'd better move. In this business, every second counts.CINDY. Yes. Time, it seems, is running out.


L O C A T I O N . C e n t e r P a r k .

T I M E . 8 : 2 0 A . M .

(Lights shift.)(H.D. and CINDY enter. HANSEL and GRETEL are there, scattering various types of candy to either unseen birds, or some sillyrepresentation of birds.^ They do so throughout the scene. Theyare dressed like normal teenagers, except for a few German accessories—a German hat and short pants. They both speak with astereotypical Gennan dialect.)(H.D. and CINDY flash their badges.)

H.D. Well well well. I guess the old expression is right: Follow tenblocks of Skittles and you'll find two Germans at a pond.HANSEL. Ve don't vant any trouble.GRETEL. Ja. Ve are innocence.

CINDY. How about answering some questions.HANSEL. Ve cannot talk now; ve are busy feeding ze vild birdies.

^ Some ideas for representation of the birds: stuffed animal birds or cardboardcut-out birds just sitting on stage, not moving; cast members dressed as birds; castmembers dressed in black holding fake birds and moving them around as if theyw e r e r e a l .

CINDY. 1 wasn't aware that "birdies" ate candy.GRETEL. Oh absolutely, policetnen-man. Ze candies ist very popular mit ze birdies. Ze pigeons, zey prefer ze Junior Meentz. Ze geese,zey go vild for ze Tvizzlahs.' Und ze duckies?—ze Goobahs.'"HANSEL. Vere you avare zat in some foreign lands, ze people feedz e b i r d i e s m i t b r e a d c r u m b ?

GRETEL. Breadcrumb! Can you believe zat? Ist nastygross! I getqveasy tummy just brainzinking^ of it.H.D. If you two Dum-Dums don't shut your Wax Lips, you're gonnamake friends with the Jawbreakers. (Referring to his fists.)HANSEL. Ve don't have to take zees vehbal abuse! Zees ist policeb r u t a l i t i e s .

CINDY. (Asking H.D..J Hey — 1 forget... How many years of jail timefor resisting arrest?H.D. Five hundred years.

(HANSEL and GRETEL look at each other, and decide that itloould he best to give in.)

GRETEL. Okay, okay—ve will do as you vish.HANSEL. First of all, you should know zat ve are Gehrman.H.D. You almost threw us off with those hats. We were thinking youw e r e f r o m D e t r o i t .

HANSEL. Zees are traditional Gehrman alpine hats.GRETEL. Ja.

C I N D Y. A n d t h e l e d e r h o s e n a r e a n i c e t o u c h .

GRETEL. No, zees are extremely short capri pants.H A N S E L . O n s a l e l a s t v e e k a t M a r s h a l l s .

H.D. Get on with it.

HANSEL. Ja, so okay. My name ist Hansel, und zees ist Gretel.

G R E T E L . H a l l o ! !

* Junior Mints.' Twizzlors.* Goobe rs .^ Brainthinking.


HANSEL. Vee are brozer und seester, und yesterday morgen, ourschtepmommy kicked us out of ze house.CINDY. Why did your stepmom kick you out?

HANSEL. Schtepmommy ist evil...GRETEL. Schtepmommies ist alvays evil...HANSEL. She vas so sick of zees fake German accents.

(Beat.)CINDY. Wait, you're faking your accents?

(Without skipping a beat, they both speak without their ridiculousGerman accents.^)

HANSEL. Yeah, I mean—sure. You didn't pick up on that?GRETEL. It sounds really annoying to us, but we just figured everyone else expects it from Germans.HANSEL. Give the people what they want, right?H.D. All Germans are faking it?GRETEL. Oh sure. I thought that was common knowledge.

H . D . W o w . . .

C I N D Y . I k n o w . . .

H . D . A l l t h i s t i m e . . .

C I N D Y . I k n o w . . .

HANSEL. (Back to thick, ridiculous Gennan:) Anyvay, vhere vere vee—

CINDY/H.D. No-no-no! / Wait!CINDY. We prefer your natural dialect.H . D . P l e a s e .

HANSEL. Really? All right—sweet. What a load off.

GRETEL. Yeah.

HANSEL. So as I was saying: Last night our stepmom kicked us outand left us alone and lost in the middle of town.

G R E T E L . S h e ' s e v i l .

HANSEL. We started retracing our steps with Google Maps onGret's cell, but the batteries died.

^ Now they just speak with the most common dialect of your community.

L a i o & O r d e r : F a i r y Ta l e U n i t U

GRETEL. There we were—lost, tired, and Uber-hungry—when werun into this huge candy sale at the Quick-Stop!HANSEL. So we bought like eight Halloweens' worth of candy andthen split before the cashier noticed that we went over the per-iteml i m i t o n M i l k D u d s .

G R E T E L . T h e n w e w e n t h o m e .

HANSEL. And at home we got more good news! Our stepmomwasn't evil after all. It was just low blood-sugar.HANSEL. Her evil disappeared after we gave her eight boxes ofM i k e - n - I k e s .

H.D. That's a very fascinating story, and we're thrilled to hear ithad a happy ending, and I'd very much appreciate a Tootsie Roll —(GRETEL hands him one.) —but we have a more pressing issue tod i s c u s s .

CINDY. Did either of you see anything out of the ordinary while atthe Quick-Stop?GRETEL. No. Though 1 did see a hairy guy walking across the streetw i t h a n i n d u s t r i a l f a n .

(H.D. and CINDY look at each other.)CINDY. Did you see where he was headed?GRETEL. Hard to say. 1 was so hopped up on Fun Dip.

(CINDY'S phone rings. She takes it.)CINDY, Yeah.... Thanks, Piper.

(Hangs up. She turns to H.D.jS t r i k e t w o .

H.D. Our furry fanman?CINDY. Downed building out in the boonies. We gotta fly. (ToHANSEL and GRETEL.-^ Thanks, kids. Stay outta trouble.

HANSEL/ GRETEL. Danke schoen!! "(HANSEL nntf GRETEL turn their attention to the birds.)

CINDY. Whoever our hairy perp is, he's got a sweet tooth for des t r u c t i o n .

(Lights shift.)



L O C A T I O N . T h e S t i c k s .

T I M E . 9 : 3 7 A . M .

(Lights shift.)(UGLY D is on the scene, investigating. She's gorgeous, but wearsnerdy glasses and a pony tail.)(H.D. and CINDY enter.)

UGLY D. Took you fellas long enough.H.D. Awww, Ugly D missed me.UGLY D. Dream on. Prince Charming.H.D. So tell me what you got.UGLY D. Well I heard on the wire about the pile over on Chestnut.Based on that report and on the workmanship here, it looks like thesame perp. Identical approach on the building from the backside;identical wind velocity. This time, though? Different substance.

(UGLY D shows a bundle of sticks.)C I N D Y. W h a t a r e t h o s e ?

H.D. They're almost sficJr-like in nature.CINDY. Yes, yes-sHck-like!UGLY D. (Simply:) They're sticks.

(Beat.)

C I N D Y . O h .

U G LY D . A n d t h e o t h e r o n e w a s s t r a w.

(Beat.)H . D . H u h .

(Moving on...)CINDY. Well I gotta question: Why would anyone build a homeo u t t a s t i c k s ?

H.D. Same reason you'd build one outta straw.UGLY D. Why's that?H.D. (Intensely:) That's what they pay us to find out...

(Beat.)

Lmv & Order: Fain/ Tale Unit

UGLY D. (Indicating H.D.'s injuries:) What happened t't/on?

(Pause.)

(H.D. blatantly dodges the subject.)H.D. (Gesturing yonder) Looks like Gold's got a witness.UGLY D. Next door neighbor. Was on his way home and was firston the scene.

H.D. (To CINDY.-) Shall we?

CINDY. Much thanks, D. Sorry we can't stick...around.UGLY D. Be careful, you two.CINDY. Careful's my middle name.UGLY D. I thought it was Yolanda.CINDY. I had it changed.U G L Y D . N i c e .

(CINDY and H.D. leave UGLY D.)CINDY. Why does she go by Ugly D again?H.D. It was a nickname I gave 'er.CINDY. Why?

H.D. Why? She's got a ponytail and glasses. There's no way she'sactually hot under all that.C I N D Y. I ' v e h e a r d t h a t i t ' s w h a t ' s o n t h e i n s i d e t h a t c o u n t s .

H.D. Like organs?CINDY. Yeah, I guess that doesn't make any sense.

(They head over to GOLD, who has been questioning PINOC-CHIO. GOLD has very blonde hair, and is drinking a cup of coffee. PINOCCHIO is a normal-looking guy, except for his outrageously long nose. The longer the nose, the better. On the nose isa white bandage.)

CINDY. Hey there, Goldie. How's that coffee?GOLD. Lukewarm. (Beat.) I'm guessing you wanna meet our newf r i e n d .

H.D. Whatsyemame, Dumbo.P INOCCHIO. Uhh , I 'm . . .Marcus .


(Suddenly PINOCCHIO experiences noticeable nose pain. Heputs his band to it.)

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Look, I told her what I know.GOLD. Just tell them exactly what you told me.PINOCCHIO. Okay. 1 was walking home from a...doctor's appointment...and 1 suddenly heard this noise. Like...like someonedropped a box of toothpicks. I look up and 1 see that mess over there.And that's it. Now can 1 go home? I'd rather not get wrapped up ina big investigation.CINDY. Did you see anything besides the pile of sticks?PINOCCHIO. No, no, that's all.

(Nose pain again.)O w .

CINDY. Is everything all right, sir?PINOCCHIO. Yeah, everything's fine. 1 feel great. (Nose pain.) Ow.

(The detectives are suspicious. H.D. has an idea. He leans in andsays something briefly and quietly to CINDY. H.D. then directshis attention to PINOCCHIIO.J

H.D. Marcus, let me ask you...

What's the square root of sixty-four?PINOCCHIO. Eight.H.D. What do you call a group of geese?PINOCCHIO. A gaggle.H.D. How often do you work out at the gym?PINOCCHIO. Twice a day. (Nose pain.) Ow.

(Everyone else looks at each other.)CINDY. Mind telling us what's going on, "Marcus"?H.D. Howsabout telling us who you really are, Namey McFake.PINOCCHIO. Okay, fine. FINE. (Beat.) My name isn't Marcus.(Beat.) It's Pinocchio.GOLD. Ohhhh. I saw a thing about this guy on Oprah.PINOCCHIO. Well I guess there's no hiding it now.

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H.D. Let's hear it, Maria Menou-nose.

PINOCCHIO. Okay. (Pause.) I'm what you'd call a test tube kid.There's this rebel scientist—my "dad"—who created me, and forsome reason decided it would be a brilliant idea to endow me with an

unbelievably enormous honker. I think he read in Maxim that womenlike men with "striking features." He somehow translated "striking"as "huge," and "feature" as "schnoz." So he merged the DNA of ahuman and an anteater, and tadahhhh, Abercrombie model!

Oh and as if that wasn't enough, Doctor Frankenstupid thought itmight be, I don't know... fun? A challenge? ...if my nose were connected to nerve endings in my brain in such a way that when 1 lieabout anything, my trunk here grows three inches.How 'bout you? What's your life story? Pretty much the same, right?H.D. Listen, Rhino—you may have been through a lot, but thatdoesn't give you the right to disrespect the man who gave you life.After all, father nose best.

PINOCCHIO. All right... You know, 1 realize that it's part of a policedetective's job to use bad puns to emphasize points? But could youdo me a solid and limit the nose humor? I'm really sensitive about it.

(Pause. H.D. thinks it over.)H . D . N o d e a l .

GOLD. I don't understand. When you lied before, it didn't look likeyour nose grew; it looked like you were in pain.PINOCCHIO. Yeah, well, I can explain that. 1 wasn't at the doctorfor a routine checkup, if ya get my meaning. Right after getting mynose "taken care of," the doctor warned me that my nerve endingswould s t i l l be sens i t i ve to l i es .

H.D. 1 see.

CINDY. Now did you see anything suspicious at the scene of thec r i m e ?

PINOCCHIO. No. (Nosepain.) Ow. Fine, fine. Til tell you what 1 saw,but please keep me out of the papers. 1 don't need this sort of press.H.D. Out with it. Toucan Sam.

PINOCCHIO. See, that was uncalled for.

CINDY. What'd you see?


PINOCCHIO. I saw a bunch of people in basketball jerseys, pokingaround the rubble. Once the sirens started up, they jumped into anSUV and peeled outta there.H.D. Any-a these guys have a fan or excessive body hair?P INOCCHIO. I don ' t know.

CINDY. How many of 'em did you see?PINOCCHIO. Hard to say.

(Beat.)(H.D. has an idea. He points at PINOCCHIO's bandaged nose.)

H.D. Out of curiosity: Does that thing only give you trouble duringintentional lies, or do you experience pain whenever you say anything inaccurate?PINOCCHIO. Anything inaccurate—unfortunately.H.D. I see. Do me this favor: Answer yes to everything I'm about toask you.PINOCCHIO. (Suspiciously:) Okay...H.D. Were there more than four people digging around the rubble?P I N O C C H I O . Y e s .

H . D . M o r e t h a n t e n ?

P I N O C C H I O . Y e s . O w .

H.D. How about exactly five?P I N O C C H I O . Y e s . O w .

H . D . N i n e ?


H . D . S i x ?


H.D. Eight?P I N O C C H I O . Y e s . O w .

H . D . S e v e n ?

P I N O C C H I O . Y e s .

(Pause.)

H . D . S e v e n i t i s .


CAPTAIN. I don't need a math lesson! I need a results lesson! 1 gotthe commissioner, the mayor, and Governor Grimm, all breathin'down my neck—PINOCCHIO. Uh, can I go now?CAPTAIN. You two had better track down whoever nixed the strawand the sticks and you better book 'em. You hear me? You book 'em.CINDY. Captain, we just got a lead on seven guys who just may beo u r p e r p s —

CAPTAIN. May be the perps?! I never wanna hear "May" from you,ever/ Unless it's the month of May, but it's not. (Looks to TIME;J Right?

TIME. (Thumb up.)CAPTAIN. Now look here—the 911 call just came in from the vies;we're bringin' 'em down to HQ for questioning.H . D . Yo u f o u n d ' e m ? !

CINDY. Who are they?CAPTAIN. Pigs. They're pigs.H.D. Cops?CAPTAIN. Real pigs, you nitwit. Swine, hogs, ham.H . D . O h .

C A P TA I N . N o w w h a t t i m e i s i t ?

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CAPTAIN. Thanks. Some slimy crock stole my watch.C I N D Y. A c r o c k ?

CAPTAIN. However you pronounce it—crook, crock. It's a regionalthing, like tomato/tomahto, potato/potahto, Florida/Flahrida.It's a quarter till. By eleven, I want answers, 1 want arrests, 1 wantsomething! Or I will put you both on unpaid suspension faster thanyou can say "unpaid suspension." And that's only five syllables, soyou better be done in four.

(CAPTAIN storms out.)CINDY. Unpaid suspensh?H.D. This is not good. This is not good at all. As a matter of fact, it'sb a d . I

(CINDY'S plwne rings. She picks it up.)

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(PINOCCHIO is ill a great deal of pain by now.)CINDY. (To PINOCCHIO;) Thanks.

PINOCCHIO. (Sarcasticalli/:) Happy to help. (Pain.) Ow.CINDY. (Taking H.D. aside:) So we got seven bailers but no way offinding them. Without the plates, we're sunk.H.D. Jiminy Cricket...

(Beat.)PINOCCHIO. Excuse me, officers.

H.D. Keep your nose outta this, will ya?!P I N O C C H I O . S N O W M E N .

H . D . E x c u s e m e . . . ?

PINOCCHIO. The license plate. SNOWMEN. Kinda hard to forgetsomething that strange.

(Pause.)

H.D. Snowmen... (To CINDY;) Call it in.

(CINDY rf/n/s.)PINOCCHIO. Maybe it's that Frosty guy and his posse.H.D. How 'bout you leave the predictions to us, Nose-tradamus.

(PINOCCHIO looks to GOLD and points at H.D., with a blank"C'mon..." face.)

CINDY. (On the phone:) Hey Piper. I need a trace on plate numberSNOWMEN.. . . Yeah, I ' l l ho ld .

(CAPTAIN storms in. She has a hook for a hand. She's livid. Shespeaks extremely quickly and to the point.)

CAPTAIN. You two better have some news.

CINDY. Captain—good morning.CAPTAIN. It's gonna be the opposite of a good morning if I don'thear some results. We've got two downed buildings and zero arrests. When I do the math, that's two buildings too many, and zero isa d a m l o w n u m b e r o f a r r e s t s .

H . D . I t ' s t h e l o w e s t n u m b e r .

CINDY. What about negative numbers?H . D . T r u e .


H.D. I don't care if you're ecstatic— You don't tell me your name rightnow, I'll see to it you're never happy again for the rest of your life!HAPFY. But I've always been Happy.H.D. All right, punk—I'm takin' you in.DOC. Pardo^ e, officers, but I believe there's been a misunder-standing.4=HS name is Happy. We all have irregular names. For instance, my name's Doc. Happy, you've met.HAPPY. Hello again!

DOC. Then there's Grumpy.GRUMPY. (Grunts:) Eh.

DOC. Sleepy.SLEEPY. (Asleep.)DOC. Sneezy.SNEEZY. (About to sneeze:) Sorry, hold on.DOC. Bashfu l .

B A S H F U L . H i . . .

DOC. And last but not least. Dopey.DOPEY. (Tipping his head like a top hat:) Onion rings.

DOC. And we're the Seven Dwarfs!

(The DWARFS fl// react in their character-specific loays. HAPPYcheers; SNEEZY blows his nose; GRUMPY grumbles aloud dis-missively; DOPEY says "Onion rings" again; etc.)

C I N D Y. D w a r f s ?

DOC. Yes, I know what you're thinking: none of us are that dwarfish in size. You see, the Seven Dwarfs is our official team name.We belong to a 7-on-7 hoops league. The name was actually CoachWhite's idea. We're not short, but compared to everyone else out onthe court, we're tiny. It's all relative.SNEEZY. Like Dwyane Wade. He's six-four, but next to Shaq helooks like Gary Coleman.

DOC. Or like today, when Grumpy had to post up on that huge center.GRUMPY. 1 hate that guy. All he does is complain about his yard.Wahhhh, I have trouble with weed control. Wahhhh, there's an oversized beanstalk blocking out the light in my sunroom.

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CINDY. Talk to me—Got it. Thanks, Piper. (To H.D..) Plates are in.S h a k e r L o w s .

H . D . L e t ' s m o v e . F a s t .

(H.D. and CINDY start to head out.)(Pause. PINOCCHIO and COLD are left alone. Eventually, PI-NOCCHIO breaks the ice.)

PINOCCHIO. How's it goin'.

(Pause.)

GOLD. If you got a nose job, why is it still long?PINOCCHIO. It actually used to be ten feet longer—because of myc a r e e r .

GOLD. What do you do?PINOCCHIO. I'm running for President.


L O C A T I O N . S h a k e r L o w s .

T I M E . 1 0 : 1 0 A . M .

(Lights shift.)(A yard sale. Seven guys are wearing basketball jerseys. They arethe SEVEN DWARFS—though they aren't necessarily shorterthan anyone else. The SEVEN DWARFS are doing the sellingand organizing, while various customers browse the junk andperiodically interact with the DWARFS.' SLEEPY is asleepthroughout—not snoring; just silently passed out.)(H.D. and CINDY enter and flash their badges.)

CINDY. FTPD. Whose SUV is that parked on the curb?HAPPY. That's mine, officer.

H.D. What's your name.HAPPY. I'm Happy.H.D. I said What's your name!HAPPY. I told you: I'm Happy.

' Customers are optional, if your cast can't accommodate.

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HAri'Y. Give him a break, you guys-he's been robbed like threet i m e s t h i s w e e k .

H.D.OKAY!! Enou^^h 5»m//- talk.

CINDY. We need to know where you were earlier this morning.D O P E Y. U n i c o r n !

DOC. Dopey, please —I'll take care of this.

We were at the game, then we rushed back here to kick off our yards a l e .

H.D. According to an eyewitness, it sounds like you made a pit stopon the way.D O P E Y. U n i c o r n !

DOC. Dopey...D O P E Y. U n i c o r n ?

BASHFUL. No, you're right. We did stop.HAPPY. That demolished building was a gold mine for us!H.D. What are you talking about?DOC. For we Dwarfs, schooling the opposition on the hardwoodis just a hobby. We make a living selling antiques, rare gems, andknick-knacks at yard sales. So when we were lucky enough to comeacross that rubble on our way home from the game, well —off towork we went. And it was quite a successful excavation.CINDY. You do realize that tampering with a crime scene is a federa l o f f ense .

DOC. We didn't know it was a crime scene. And besides, we've gotjunk-excavation permits. Boys?

(Siiddenli/ they all siiniiltaneoiisly reveal their identical, officialpermits. DOPEY reveals a turkey Iwagie.)

H.D. And let me guess. You didn't see anybody suspicious?

(They all shake their heads.)CINDY. What about this Coach White of yours? Any chance he'shairy and owns an industrial fan?SNEEZY. No, and he's a she.

DOC. She's coaching without pay in exchange for free housing inthe room above our garage. Actually, she's been stuck in bed ever


since she had some two-week-old McDonald's apple pie. DoctorC3iarming's stopping by later with "True Love's Kiss."SNEEZY. Which is just a corny rebranded name for Imodium AD.GRUMPY. Not sure why we need to waste money on a doctor, sincethis guy's (Pointing to DOCJ been out of med school for five years.DOC. Dental school. You know that.

GRUMPY. Well then maybe you shouldn't go by Doc.SNEEZY. Yeah, what about Dent?DOC. I hate you all.

CINDY. (To H.D.;) Another dead-end. And that was the best lead wehad. Captain's not gorma be happy.HAPPY. That's my name, don't wear it out!H.D. Can it, short-stack!

HAPPY. (TItumbs up:) You betcha!H.D. (Back to CINDY;J What if during their excavation the Tiny Timsfound a clue?

(They turn to tlte DWARFS.)CINDY. We're gonna need to see your loot from the crime scene.DOC. Sure thing. Boys, let's give 'em an inventory. What'd you find?

(They each reveal an item.)SNEEZY. Lunch pail.GRUMPY. Shove l .

HAPPY. Tool bel t .

BASHFUL. Blueprints.

DOPEY. (Presenting a hard hat:) Turkey hoagie.DOC. And I found this ID card for a construction site.

(CINDY and H.D. ponder this. H.D. takes the ID card.)H.D. No obvious thread that links the clues... Unless—C I N D Y. U n l e s s ?

H.D. Unless...these are props and costume pieces for a music videoabout construct ion workers. . . !

CINDY. You may be on to something...

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H.D. Which means our perp must bo a hairy pop star wlio sings Top-4 0 h i t s a b o u t c o n s t r u c t i o n !

ALL. Yeah. / That must be the case, / Exactly.

fSLCni'V lifts his head.)S L E E P Y. O r h e ' s a c o n s t r u c t i o n w o r k e r .

(SLEEPY returns to shiinber.)

(Pause.)

(11.D. looks down at the ID card.)

(Pause.)

H . D . I t ' s a s m a l l w o r l d . . . a f t e r a l l .

(Liy/;/s shift.)C H U H - C H U N K . C h u h - c h u n k .

LOCATION, l iigh Rise East construction siteT I M E . 1 0 : 4 2 A . M .

(Lights shift.)(WOLI- is measuring a cinder block with measuring tape. H.D.and CINDY enter, displaying Iheirbadges.)

H.D. FTPD. We've been lookin' for you.

(WOLF looks up. Notices the cops. Bolts.) •.CINDY, l icyl!

(Chase scene!! H.D. and CINDY pursue WOLF with musical accompaniment conducive to an action-packed chase. Slow-motionmight work nicelij.)(Ihe chase ends with I l.D. and CINDY prevailing, pressingWOLF against a surface, cuffing him.)

WOLF. I didn't do anything!!H.D. Tl>c innocent ones always run... (To CINDY;) Book'im. »CINDY. (As she books 'inn) You're under arrest for the unwonted destruction of homes built out of foolish raw materia].s.

H.D. May I Iw first to welcome you to Justicetown —population: you.WOLF. Listen, man —you got the wrong wolf.H.D. Oh yeah? We'll see about that. 'Cause in Justicetown, I'm them a y o r .

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WOLF. (Indkntiii^ CINDY;) What about her?C I N D Y. I ' m o n t h e s c h o o l b o a r d ,


LOCATION. Fairy County Courthouse, District Attorney's OfficeT I M E . 1 2 : 3 0 P. M .

(Lights shift.)(All office. STILTSKIN ami MERM arespenkiiigivith i/zeTHREEPIGS. STILTSKIN is draped in flash}/ gold jciveliy, includingone of those enormous dollar-sigii necklaces — or a similar necklace with the scales of justice. MERM has a little trouble walkingaround, stabilizing herself with a cane. She wears a large seashellbrooch and has sunscreen on her nose.)

(PIG 1 speaks with a stereoti/pical Brookli/n accent; PIG 2 speakswith fi stereoti/pical accent; and PIG 3 speaks with aslereoti/pical highfalutin British accent, and mai/be has a pipe inhis mouth.)

STILTSKIN. I know you three have been through a lot today, butI promise that we'll get past this as quickly and painlessly as possible. First of all, my name is Executive Assistant District AttorneySliltskin, and to my right is Assistant District Attorney Merm.

- M E R M . A f t e r n o o n .

STILTSKIN. First off, let's get your names, for the record?PIG 1. I'm Pig#l.PIG 2. I'm Pig #2.STILTSKIN. (Earnesth/:) Which makes you...P I G 3 . P i g # 3 . . . S T I LT S K I N . P i g # 8 5 .STILTSKIN. (Discouraged:) Ah!MWRM: So let's review your story. Pig One, you were alone in yourstraw house; Wolf approaches the house; knocks it down.PIG 1. Yeah. Kept sayin' he'd blow my house in, which, sounded alittle weird. 1 told him to hold on, that I was shavin' —y'know, thereally tough part right here (Indicates his chin area.) —and then beforeI know it, bam, my house is kaput.S T I L T S K I N . T h e n w h a t ?

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PIG 1. Well, I was freakin' out, right? So 1 cuily-tail it to my bro's.PIG 2. Me showed up all discomboh-iih-lated. Pork almighty... I felth i s f o rehead , l i e was bak in ' . An ' I mean s i zz l i n ' .

(Beat.)

M E R M . G o o n .

PIG 2. Same thing, basically. I'm shnvin', and the hairy guy showsup with that fan-a-his, and before ya know it, my bachelor pad'syardwaste.MERM. And that's where you come in.

PIG 3. Quite. They arrived at my doorstep, utterly frazzled, and 1comforted them with tea and crumpets.STILTSKIN. At which point, the perpetrator arrived, attemptedidentical fan-powered destruction, but failed.PIG 3. That is affirmative, counselor.

M E R M . N o w w h a t a b o u t t h i s W o l f c h a r a c t e r ? Yo u k n o w h i m ?

PIG 3. We did. I le was the highest bidder on the contract for all threeof ou r houses . Bu t a l l o f us w i thd rew a t the las t m inu te .

hfPRMi-Wiiy?PIG 2. We saw him and that poor girl in the red hoodie on liidy.STILTSKIN. (7b MERM.) That B&B mess last month with the old lady.MERM.'The one with the schnauzer and the empty kitchen cabinet?S T I L T S K I N . N o .

MHIM. Oh, the one who lives in the Reebok.

STILTSKIN. No, that other old lady —y'know: "the better to blankyou with, my dear."MERM. Right.PIG 3. So we certainly didn't want any association with a convictedf e l o n .

MERM. Was ho angiy about your pulling the contract?PIG 3. Absolutely livid.MERM. (To STILTSKIN.-; 1 lello, motive.

STILTSKIN. Chances are we'll need you to testify in court aboutwhat you just told us.

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I'lG 3. We will do whatever is necessary.STILTSKIN. One thing I'm not clear on: Why the disparity in thecomposition of your respective residences?PIG 2. It's a pretty simple story, really. See, Maw and Paw passedaway about ten years back.P I G 1 . L u a u . . .

(The PIGS pause font somber moment of reflection.)PIG 3. And they left behind a sizable trust fund for each of us.PIG 2. Problem is, me and Pig One, we got our vices. Me, I investedmosta my inheritance as the executive producer of Kevin Federline'sd e b u t a l b u m .

STILTSKIN. (To PIG 1:) What about you?

(PIG 1 points to himself.)PIG 1. 'I"his little piggy went to Vegas.

PIG 2. Me lost everything on the roulette wheel.PIG 1. Always bet on pink..,PIG 2. So as you can imagine, given that red and black are theonly options in roulette, and given that Kevin Federline —well,y'know...—Pig One and I didn't have much money left over to invest in real estate.

PIG 1.1 Icnce niy straw.

P I G 2 . A n d m ' s t i c k s .

STILTSKIN. (Imlicnting PIG 3,-; What about you?

PIG 3. I invested my inheritance in a new condominium —repletewith fort ified Ukrainian stainless steel, state-of-the-art motion-sensory alarm system, and most importantly: wind-proof foundation.

TSIERM. Sounds not cheap.PIG 3. Indeed. 1, too, no longer have money.PIG 2. But at least we have each other !

P IG 1 . B ro the rs i n a b l anke t?

PIGS. AWWWwwww. (Tliet/ group hug.)

(Lights shift.)

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LOCATION. Plea-bnrgain session.T I M E . 1 : 1 3 P. M .

(STILTSKIN ,mii MERM sit across from WOLP iind Defoine Attorney PEEP. PEEP luif a shepherd hook mid wciirs a bonnet."')

STILTSKIN. We're coming in full-steam on this one: Two countseach of malicious destruction of property and reckless endanger-nient —nothing less. And given your client's history, we can't goanywiiere near minimum jailtime, but if you hand us a guilty pleawe'll lowball at ten years with eligibility for parole.PEEP. My client pleads not guilty to all counts.STILTSKIN. Oh come off it. Peep. No jury out there would swallowthat even if it was corn-battered and served on a stick. We've got eyewitness testimony of your client fleeing the scene with a fan, his personal effects in the rubble, we've got iTU>tive, opportunity, and let'snot forget the guy's got a rap sheet longer than The English Pntient.

M£RM. Picnic-basket theft, nursing home B&E, impersonation ofthe aged —and I'm just getting warmed up.PEEP. For each of those crimes, my client was fai.sely accused.

MERM.-Exactly. That's why his first and middle names are Big andB a d .

WOLF. That's not my name.

(PEEP xehispers in WOLF's ear.)No, it's okay. 1 wanna talk. I gotta get it off my chest.TEo STILTSKINand MERM;) My name is B.B. Wolf, ye.s, but that stands for BernardBar/Womew Wolf. After the Riding 1 lood incident, the tabloids invented "Big Bad." I'm not bad, and I'm certainly not big. I'm five-seven." That's not big. Biggie Smalls was big. Not me. I'm not big, I'mnot bad —I'm just a smalltown wolf living in a lonely world. A wolfwho always seems to end up at the wrong place at the wrong time.STILTSKIN. Well today you ended up in the wrong place, at thezvrong lime.

This role would probably bo fiinniost if Iho aclor is a very largo and/or masculine ni.ilo who looks especially awkward in a bonncl." Or a believable height for that .ictor,

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WOLF. I just said that.STILTSKIN. We don't care if you're big and bad, small and good, ormedium and half-decent—our offer doesn't budge.WOLF. And my innocence doesn't budge.

And budge i-hymes with fudge.

(Tlmj all look at MERM.JMERM.-l haven't eaten today.STILTSKIN. If yoti're insistent you're not guilty, why were you atthe scene of each cr ime wi th a fan?

PEEP. Again, my client has already explained to the police that hereceived three invitations to BYOF parties on Facebook.STILTSKIN. And again, we found no such invitation.PEEP. Someone could have easily deleted it...

MERM.-You're scrapin'. Bo.STILTSKIN. What about that slow-mehtm chase sequence?WOLF. 1 was afraid! Okay?! 1 was afraid... How many times do Ihave to get arrested for crimes 1 don't commit? First the Little Redmisunderstanding, then the whole mix-up with that Peter kid, andnow this! I can't take it anymore!STILTSKIN. I have some brilliant advice: Stop committing crimes.PEEP. My client's innocent, Stilt. The plea stands.STILTSKIN. Have it your way.

(STILTSKIN begins to jiack up her papers to prepare for her exit.)MERM. Glad to see you're still at it. Peep. As usual, doing what'sexpected of you. Repping a criminal. Following the herd.PEEP. Say what you will — I'm just doing what I'm supposed to.

MERM. And what 's that . . .?

(Beat.)

PEEP. (Intensehj:) My job...


LOCATION. District Attorney's Office

T I M E . 2 : 2 0 P. M .

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sliiff.)(SriL'rSKIN iiiid MERM ore talking ivitli Dislrkl Attoniei/QUEENAN. wearing a fiirple outfit and is eating a caramel apple.)

QUEENAN. Two houses in the same day, both taken down by afan-toting wolf...MERM. i know, boss. It's crazy.

QUEENAN. Didn't this same thing happen in Eastwick a coiiplamonths back? It was in the paper,

STILTSKIN. I forgot about that...

QUEENAN. So you might say...that this case has been ripped fromt i l e h e a d l i n e s -

MERM/STILTSKIN. Mmmmm. / Good point.

QUEENAN. Anywny — headline-ripping aside, we gotta talk aboutthis B.B. Wolf character, who I don't have to remind you has been athorn in my side for longer than I care to remember.M E R M . W c r e m e m b e r .

QUEENAN. I get grief from Castle I till every time Hairy Gary herewalks. I need you to drop a net on this guppy.STILTSKIN. Queenan, this case is water-tight. We'll get a convictionbefore gavel hits wood.

QUEENAN. You better be right. 'Cause 1 don't care what you haveto do: Stack that jury with a coupla ringers if you have to. You didn'tiiear that from me, though.MERM.1 lear what from you?

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QUEENAN. Exactly. (Looking at her half-eaten caramel apple in disgust:)Ugh, this is terrible. (Indicating MERM's cane:) So what happened toyou?STILTSKIN. Merm here just got back from vacation. Scuba divingi n M a u i .

MERM. I' m still not used walking on dry land. It's weird —it's tikethe opposite of sea legs.

QUEENAN. I'll tell ya: Life under the sea, by and large, is far superior to anything we've got up here.M E R M . D o n ' t I k n o w i t .

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QUEENAN. Well you better recover and recover fast, 'cause I needyou both on your A-game this afternoon.STILTSKIN. We won't let you down, Queenan. Within the hour,our big and bad perp's gonna be wolfin' down prison food.MERM. You'll hear all about his guilty verdict from Wolf Blitzer.

QUEENAN. You both are hungry like the wolf and I like that. NowI'l l see you both tomorrow. I 'm cutting out early. »

^EBMifWhc re to?QUEENAN. Headed out to Queens for a Queen concert.

STILTSKIN/MERM. Hey, nice. / Great band.QUEENAN. (Looking in a mirror:) How do I look?M E R M . W i c f e r f - h o t .

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S T I LT S K I N . Yo u ' r e t h e h o t t e s t o f ' e m a l l .

QUEENAN. That's clearly kissing up, but you're both promoted.(Lights shift.)

t o U H - C H U N K . C h u h - c h u n k .

LO lTION. jury selection room.TIME. 3?Q9 P.M.

(Upshift.)(We see'RM, STIL'ISKIN, PEEP, and mamj JUROR PROSPECTS.; ■( M E R Mglasses.)

M E R M . W h a t a b o u t t h e s e ?

PEEP. Are all three of you blind for the same reason?THREE BLIND MICE. No. / No. / Ufi h.BLIND MOUSE 1.1 was born blind. XBLIND MOUSE 2. I'm not blind; I just wear tft e so 1 can eye thel a d i e s u n n o t i c e d .

(BLIND MOUSE 2 removes his sunglasses an '- e see that hisci^esarenol looking at PEEP, but in fact lookingway the sideat a female character. He says, with sketchy seductiven f

H i t h e r e .

(MERM point fuJhe 'I'l-IREE BLIND MICE, who wear sun-

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\\ PEEF. (To BLIND MOUSR 3;j What about you?BLIND MOUSE 3. I was blinded by a pack of stray wolves.

(Bcnl.)

e):11 right,PEEP. 11 right, lose Mouse 3.STILTSKIN. Fine. fTf BLIND .MOUSI; 3;> You're free to go,

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(BfiiND MOUSE 3 chucks his sunglasses ami holts out of the

BLIND MOUSe Suckerrrs!!STILTSKIN. Okay\o we've approved two thirds of the blind-slash-fake-blind Mickeys. Also, we're good to go on the cocky archer withthe ugly green hat...

(ROBIN MOOD I'ofuts loilli two fingers and makes that foinpoiisclicking noise.)

...the narcoleptic hottie...

(SLEF.PING BEAUTY looks iif from her mocha frappuccino indroiusi/ coh/iisicij.)

SLEEPING BEAUTY. 1 Immm? Muh^

STILTSKIN. ...and Chef Boyardee.

(The MUFFIN MAN is there roit/i\tra}/ of muffins ami a tallc h e f s h a t . ) \

MUFFIN MAN. [ live on Drury Lane!STILTSKIN. Good for you. (Bent.) Oh, and I altpost forgot: we alsohave a guy who for some reason is eating an entfte pumpkin.

(PETER PETER PUMPKIN EATER hokkfP' around,then casiialh/ returns to his slow chewing of thmnimpkin.)

PEEP. What about Juror Number Six?

(PEEP ('s/»rc.s to LITTLE RED RIDING HOOl\if/w is wearing her classic red outfit, carrying a basket, and weariffg an obviously fake mustache.)

MERM. T hat one? This is Carl Herbert, a retired stock broke\PEEP. Are you sure? It looks a lot like the vie from my client's ^se

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MERM.' What, you mean —whai was her name... Little Red some-vthing something?

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SEP. Yes.

R I don't think so. What's your name?LlTTl feRED. Carl Merbert.

\ \PEEP. It Itoks a lot like Little Red. And she would be a very biasedjuror.M E R M . I r u e . D i d L i t t l e R e d h a v e a m u s t a c h e ?

( B e a t . ) -

P E E P. To u c h e .

STILTSKIN. Great. And to recap on the six we finalized earlier—

(STJL7SKIN iii(hcale? the CAT, FIDDLE, COW—ic/io hasa huge, iiiichnngin^ smile plastered on her face—and LITI'LED O G . )

— we got a cat, a fiddle; a cow,.who in sort of a disturbing way appears to be over the moon about something; a small dog, and — l loldon...didn't we have two more her

(LITTLE DOG is stifling a lati^i.)STILTSKIN. Is something funny to yod !LITTLE DOG. They— They ran off to the'^ohn.

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DISH/ SPORK. Sorry. / My bad.STILTSKIN. So as I was saying, we got a cat wittia fiddle —FIDDLE. A viola, actually.STILTSKIN. —a viola, a dog with authority issues, a 'dish-DISH. Why thank you.STILTSKIN. —and what are you —a lad le? ' 'S P O R K . S p o r k . ;

S T I L T S K I N . A n d t h a t m a k e s t w e l v e .

(She turns to PEEP.J

Which means we'll see you in court.NfERM;Sure you're ready for this, Peep?PEEP. 1 was born ready...STILTSKIN. You were bom with a law degree?

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I'E'EP.XScrioiifh/:) Yes.(Liglil's shifL)

C H U H - C H U N K . C l i u h - c l i u n k .

L O C A T I O N . C o u r t i ' o o m .

T I M E . 4 : 3 0 P. M .

(Lights shift.)(JUDGE F. GODMOTHER is fresiiiing ivilh her )iiagic wandgavel. 'r/;c JURY is present. H.D. is on the stand. STILTSKIN isin the middle of questioning him. Also present are PEEP, WOLF,MERM, THREE BAILIFFS GRUFF. There is an audience,which includes the THREE PIGS and others.)

STILTSKIN. And when you approached the defendant at the construction site, did he acquiesce?

H.D. 1 Ic did not. He attempted to flee, but Detective Rella and I werea b l e t o s u b d u e t h e d e f e n d a n t a n d a r r e s t h i m .

STILTSKIN. Ladies and gentlemen of the jury... As you have heard,the defendant was witnessed fleeing the crime scene with an industrial fan, after which he blatantly resisted arrest. (Beat.) Nothing further.

JUDGE. Cross examine?

(PEEP rises, and paces.)PEEP. 1 wonder. Detective...H.D. is it...? Given your physical...liabilities... if you're fit to give testimony...H.D. (Starts to charge PEEP.) I'll show \/oii physical liabilities...

(T/ie BAILIFF rcshvim H.D.)JUDGE. Order!! Order!!STILTSKIN. Objection, your honor. The witness's physical condit ion is not on t r ia l .

PEEP. Your honor, 1 put forth that the cause of the witness's recentlysustained injuries may very well have something to do with the apprehension of my client and would therefore render this witness unfit for testimony.

JUDGE. Proceed.(S riL'I BKIN throws tip her hands in disgust.)

PEEP. Now Detective... I low did you sustain these injuries?

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H.D. (To t/jc JUDGE;) I'm not gonna answer these questions.

JUDGE. And I will hold you in contempt of court.(Pause.)

H.D. All right... I You wanna know? Fine. I'll tell you. I'll tell youright now. But don't blame me if you're plagued with nightmaresfor the rest of your life...

(The lights dim and focus on H.D. WhatfoUoios is a highly emotional monologue, as sloiu and gripping as it needs to be.)

It was Thursday afternoon. 1 was on my lunch break. There I was, sitting, minding my own business. But 1 wasn't sitting just anywhere.No... No 1 wasn't... 1 was sitting on a wall. That's right, a wall. Itseemed stable enough, sure. Why wouldn't a wall be stable? (Pause.)But then out of the blue...without warning...it gave way. Before 1could get my bearings, 1 lost my balance, and... (Pause.) ...and 1 fell.And it wasn't just your average fall. No it wasn't. It's not easy to describe the kind of the fall it was, but...if 1 had to choose a word... I'dsay it was...great. A great fall. (Quietly:) It was great...1 regained consciousness in a gumey over at King's County. They dideverything they could to fix my bone fractures, my torn joints,... mybroken soul. All the finest doctors lent a hand—human doctors, ofcourse, but also horse doctors... After surgery... the chief resident puthis hoof in my hand and told me everything was gonna be all right.But he was all wrong...No matter how hard they tried, they failed... they failed at puttingme back together again.You wanna know about my physical stability? Oh I'll be all right.Sure. I'll survive. But after a fall of such...great...magnitude... 1 maynot ever recover...up here. (Points to his head.) And in here. (Points tohis heart.) And along here. (He indicates the side of his pinky.)For those of you out there—you young people, especially—listen tome and listen close... 'Cause I'll only say it once: The next time yousee a wall...respect that wall... And don't sit on it. Sit on a chair... Ormaybe a futon.

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(To PEEP;) Happy now?1 quit.

(He drops his badge on the floor and exits the courtroom.)

(If there is m real audience applause after this stirring performance,a Slow Clap from the courtroom audience may be in order")

JUDGE. Order!! I will have order!! Let's move this along, counselors.My pumpkin Hummer is double-parked. Prosecution, present yourn e x t w i t n e s s .

STILTSKIN. We call Pigs 1 thru 3.

(The PIGS all take the stand together.)BAILIFF. Do you swear to tell the truth the whole truth and nothingbut the truth, so help you Goose?P I C S . W e d o .

STILTSKIN. Now...the members of the jury have already heard adetailed, point-by-point analysis of today's horrifying events. Butdoes such an analysis convey the pure emotional turmoil that youthree had to endure?

PIG 1. No, it was horrible.

PIG 3. Truly frightening.PIG 2. (Looking at the JUDGE.) Your Honor, I can't even make eye-contact with the defendant without feelin' unclean:

PEEP. Objection! Pigs frequently root in their own filth.

JUDGE. Sustained. (To COURT REPORTER SPRAT;) Pig Two'sc o m m e n t s w i l l b e s t r i c k e n f r o m t h e r e c o r d .

COURT REPORTER SPRAT. Wait, I was supposed to be writingthis down ?

STILTSKIN. I'll rephrase. More specifically: Are you afraid of theBig Bad Wolf?PIG 1. The Big Bad Wolf?PIG 3. The Big Bad Wolf?PEEP. Objection!STILTSKIN. Are you afraid of Bernard Bartholomew Wolf?PIG l.Trala la la la."

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PIG 3. You'll have to excuse my brother. He is speaking in an archaicversion of Pig Latin. "Tra la la la la" roughly translates into Englisha s . . . " Ye s . "

STILTSKIN. And would you describe that fear?PIG 2. It was terrifyin'. 1 was just shavin' like any other day, andthen outta nowhere this ferocious beast walked right up to my frontdoor and blew my house in.PIG 1. Can any of you in the jury imagine lookin' out the peep holeof your own front door and seeing that?

(An ominous sound effect. Vie lights suddenly narrow to STILTSKIN. Echoes of the characters are in her mind. Each of them appear in their own light as this happens.)

PIG 2. ...walked right up to my front door, front door, front door...PIG 1... .lookin' out the peep hole, peep hole, peep hole...ZELLE. Perp struck the property from the rear, rear, rear...UGLY D. ...Identical approach on the building from the backside,backside, backside.PIG 3.1, too, no longer have money, money, money.

PIG 1. Always bet on pink, pink, pink...PIG 2.1 invested mosta my inheritance on Kevin Federline, Feder-l ine, Federl ine...

MUFFIN MAN. This is a muffin, muffin, muffin.

ALL OF THE ABOVE. (Repeated:) Front door... / Backside... / Peephole... Rear... / Pink... / Federline... / Muffin.

(Suddenly...)STILTSKIN. Objection!

(Vie lights are back to normal, and the people who loere echoingare no longer echoing.)

JUDGE. Mr. Stiltskin, did you just object to your own line of questioning?STILTSKIN. Indeed I did. Your Honor. Indeed I did.

JUDGE. This is highly unorthodox.STILTSKIN. We live in a highly unorthodox time. Your Honor.Why just yesterday I saw a man walking a cat.

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JUDGE. I'll allow it.M£RM. (ioiufli/ whispered:) What arc you doiii^?

(STILTSKIN looks at MERM, tJieu al PEEPJSTILTSKIN. My job...

(Pause.)

PEEP. (All aside:) Technically tliat's my job.(PEEP'S line isn't aekiimoledged bp anyone, n.s S TILTSKIN turnsfo f/ic PIGS.j

STILTSKIN. Pigs Number 1 and 2... In your testimony just now,you revealed to this court that the defendant approached your frontdoor in order to topple your comically flimsy houses with an industr ia l fan .

PIG 1 / PIG 2. Yeah. / Yes sir.

STILTSKIN. But the crime scene investigators have confirmed thatthe point of attack took place from the rcnr of each house...

(The PIGS lire frozen, unflinching.)Therefore, it is my supposition that you three pigs staged the destruction of your homes, knowing you could easily frame a convictedwolfen criminal, and in the end, walk away free pigs having collectedon the windfall of insurance money you so despeialely desire.

(STIL'ISKIN gets in the PIGS'faces.)That is my supposition!! 'I'liat is what really happened!! blow do youplead...?!P I G 1 . P I G 2 . P I G 3 .

Okay okay! All right! We did it! Guilty... Guilty...PIG 1. We were broke! We needed the money so badly. I haven't beton pink in almost 4B hours.PIG 2. And K-Fed lied to me! He promised that his music wouldbridge the generation gap and end world hunger with its hypnoticfunky rhythms! And that was false! Neither of tho.se things happened!JUDGE. Bailiffs Gruff, take them away.

(As the BAILIFFS cart off the PIGS, PIG 3 stops and turns toS T I LT S K I N . ;

PIG 3. Well-played, Stiltskin. Well-played...

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(The BAILIFFS and PIGS exit.)PEEP. Your Honor, motion for dismissal?

JUDGE. Motion granted. This court is adjourned.(She bangs her magic xvand gavel.)

(Everyone quickly files out except for STILISKIN, MFRM,PEEP, and WOLF. Either that or the lights focus in on the four.)

(WOLF shakes STILlSKlN's hand.)

WOLF.Thank you... for everything.STILTSKIN. Don't thank inc. Thank echo-y flashbacks.WOLF. (Nodding, with a twinkle in his eye:) Will do.

(PEEP and STILTSKIN share a moment.)PEEP. Not bad. Counselor. Not bad at all...

(PEEP rt/rd WOLF begin to exit. PEEPs/ips back for a second andspeaks quickly.)

By the way, technically I won that case. (Quick beat.) All right, see ya.(They quickly exit.)(STIL'ISKIN and MERM arc reflecting.)

MERM.' Well that was a twist ending 1 had to see to believe.

(Beat.)

Let's get outta here. Dinner's on me.STILTSKIN. I won't argue with that.

(MERM. What do you feel like?STILTSKIN. Well you know what I'm always hungry for...MERM. What 's that?

(Beat.)

S T I LT S K I N . j u s t i c e . . .

(Beat.)

MERM. That, my friend, has already been served.

(Blackout.)

End of Play

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formers who play multiple roles. In order to minimize the scenesthat currently call for more than 12 characters, follow these steps;

• Cut the entire jury selection scene.

^ • Make the following changes to the final courtroom scene:I o Replace THREE BAILIFFS GRUFF with GINGER-J B R E A D B A I L I F F .J o Change the following on pg. 39:' S T I L T S K I N . L a d i e s a n d g e n t l e m e n o f t h e

jury... who are sitting way over there... Asyou have heard [continued]

I o Cut all lines, references, and appearances of theM U F F I N M A N a n d C O U R T R E P O R T E R S P R A T.

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Jonathan Rand has written five of the top ten most-produced playsin North American high schools, according to the annual survey conducted by the Educational Theatre Association. In the 2008-2009season, The Least Offensive Play in the Whole Darn World was the 10thmost produced; Check Please: Take 3 and Hard Candy tied for 6th;Check Please: Take 2 ranked 3rd; and Check Please topped the list asthe #1 most-produced short play for the fifth consecutive season.Since writing his first play in 1997, Mr. Rand's work has been produced by over 4,600 theaters in 36 countries.

Mr. Rand's writing is featured in The Best Stage Scenes 2004, The BestMen's Stage Monologues 2005, The Best Women's Stage Monologues2006, The Best Stage Scenes 2007, The Best Stage Scenes 2009 (Smith& Kraus), Dramatics magazine, and Laugh Lines: Short Comic Plays(Random House). His comedy Drugs Are Bad was selected by theActors Theatre of Louisville as a Heideman Award finalist in the 2003National Ten-Minute Play Contest.

Mr. Rand is a graduate of the University of Pennsylvania, and lives inNew York City.

Official website: www.jonathanrand.com

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