ACT I
Characters
Cool Head -- young, handsome, dashing, wealthy
The Cheshire Cats -- four of them in a row, plump disheveled, balding, grinning, canary tail feathers barely discernable in the pressed corners off their lips. They wear handmade placards, looped around their necks with string. The placards all have a capital 'R'. The cats all stand to one side.
The Village Idiot -- A Yankee dressed like Robert E. Lee
RM -- a conservative editorialist
The Learned Gentleman -- an oft'quoted professor
The Two Ghosts -- of William Faulkner, and of historic Southern governor
Shirley Y. Sparrow -- A renowned frequent flyer
Opening Scene
Curtain rises. Lights come up. Cool Head strides in,
not from left or right, but dead center. He is obviously
enraged, anguished. He clenches his fists, looks
heavenward, and roars.
Cool Hand: "What in the hell went wrong!?
Will somebody please
tell me what in the hell went wrong!?"
The Cheshire cats purr loudly.
The little one licks
himself just as the chorus begins
an incessant, high pitched refrain.
The Deer In The Head Leighty's:
"Wedon'tknow.Wedon'tknow.
Wedon'tknow.She-bop,she-bop,
she-bop."
The Village Idiot enters
from the Left, accompanied
by The Learned Gentleman.
The Village Idiot:
"What we have h-e-a-h is a failure."
The Learned Gentleman
trys to help his dim-witted friend
finish the line correctly, whispering
loudly, in a hiss.
The Learned Gentleman:
" 'to communicate', stupid."
The Village Idiot, perplexed,
lets apprehension come
slowly to his face, then nods.
The Village Idiot: "What we
have h-e-a-h to communicate,
stupid, is a failure."
Cool Head, rage intensifying,
veins popping out on his
forehead, looks heavenward
again and shouts.
Cool Head: "Will somebody
please tell me what went
wrong!? What happened to
my plan!?"
The Cheshire cats burp, loudly,
in unison. Little puffs of canary
feathers fly from their lips.
The Cheshire cats: "BURPPPP!"
The Deer In The Head
Leightys repeat the shrill refrain.
The Deer In The Head Leightys:
"Wedon'tknow.Wedon't know.
Wedon'tknow.She-bop,she-bop,
she-bop."
RM, the editorialist, enters from
the right and, cooing, begins to
comfort the Cheshire cats.
RM: "There, there, poor babies.
This is not your fault."
The Cheshire cats purr loudly.
The two ghosts enter from the past:
Faulkner: "How 'bout fetching me
my horse. And bring a
quart of bourbon when
you come."
The Historic Governor: "Who you talking to,
cracker?"
Faulkner: "Sorry, Guv' nuh. I didn't
recognize you. I thought
you was dead."
The Historic Governor: "Dead? I ain't even past!"
Faulkner: "I might write that down."
Shirley Y. Sparrow chimes in:
(Sorry. Miscue. She's travelling.)
Cool Head's rage is overwhelming.
He screams to the heavens.
Cool Head: "How do I get out of this asylum!?"
The Deer in The Head Leightys pick
up their refrain as the Learned Gentleman
steps forward.
The Learned Gentleman: "Keep a cool head,
Cool Head."
Lights dim. The curtain comes down.