Act+I+script


 * Here's the complete script for Act 1.**


 * __ Act 1 __**

DHC: And this, is the Fertilizing Room. Just to give you a general idea… (Will’s song starts here) DHC: Well, I guess we are off to the Neo-Pavlovian Conditioning Room now.
 * Scene 1: DHC’s tour of the Fertilizing Room **

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 * Scene 2: Neo-Pavlovian Conditioning Room **

DHC: and this is the NEO-PAVLOVIAN CONDITIONING ROOM. //Room with lots of babies and nurses// DHC: Here is where we being our process of hypnopaedia. Observe. We will instill a hatred of books and flowers from the beginning of these Deltas’ lives. You see, we will electrocute the babies, and blow up the books. But don’t worry; it’s for their safety. The lower classes are not smart enough to understand books, so reading is a waste of their-and therefore everybody’s-time. Student A: But what does this do? DHC: Sleep teaching conditions the gammas, deltas, and epsilons to consume transport, and help our society. These kids need to know their places in society before they can even talk. One hundred and twenty repetitions. Three times a week. Thirty months. These semi-morons //will// know their place. //Makes the sign of the T on his stomach. All students follow.// DHC: Hypnopaedia is the greatest moralizing and socializing force of all time. //The DHC breaks into song//

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 * Scene 3: The Controller teaches the students about stability** Location: The Garden

//Bunch of little children are running around as the DHC and students enter the garden//

DHC: It’s strange to think that even back in our Ford’s day, most games were played without more apparatus than a ball or two and a few sticks and perhaps a bit of - //Pointing towards two children.// That’s a charming little group over there. Students: Charming. DHC: I always think //Interrupted by boo-hooing. Enter Nurse dragging little boy w/ a little girl following.// What’s the matter? Nurse: Nothing much. Just that this little boy is rather reluctant to join in the erotic play. Ive noticed this once or twice before and now again today. Little Girl: I didn’t mean to hurt him or anything. Honestly. Nurse: Of course you didn’t. //Turning to DHC// I’m taking him in to see the Assistant Superintendent of Psychology to see if anything’s abnormal. DHC: Quite right, //Turning to girl// And what’s your name? Girl: Polly Trotsky. DHC: What a very good name. Run away now and try to find some other boys to play with. //Polly runs off.// Exquisite little creature. What I am about to tell you may sound incredible but back in our Ford’s day, they used to consider sexual play during childhood as abnormal behavior. //Students start to laugh// It was not only considered abnormal, but it was considered immoral. //Laughing stops and students are shocked.// Even for adolescents like yourselves. Students: Not possible! DHC: Quite possible and quite terrible if I do say so myself. //Sits down// Absolutely terrible. //Enter Mustapha Mond. DHC springs to his feet.// DHC: Contoller! What an unexpected pleasure! Boys, this is the Controller; this is his fordship, Mustapha Mond. Mustapha: Good afternoon, Director. How do you do? DHC: Oh I’m doing just fine. And you? Mustapha: I’m doing well. Are these your students? DHC: Why yes they are! And one of the brightest groups I’ve had, if I might add. Mustapha: Do you mind if I speak to your students for a minute? DHC: It would be my honor if you did. Mustapha: Very well then. //Turning to the students// You all remember, I suppose, that beautiful and inspired saying of Our Ford: History is bunk. History…..is bunk. That’s why you’re taught no history, but now the time has come. //DHC looks at him nervously// Don’t worry Director, I won’t corrupt them. //Turns back to the students// Try to realize what it was like to have a viviparous mother… try to imagine what “living with one’s family” meant… Do you know what a home was? //Students shake their heads// In this home, rather a prison filled with darkness and disease, the mother would brood over her child, like a cat over its kittens, saying “My baby, my baby” over and over again till at last, that baby fell asleep. Yes… you may very well shudder. //Students shudder and one looks like he is about to be sick// There were also husbands, wives, and lovers along with romance and monogamy; Though you probably don’t know what these things are. //Students shake their heads// Family, monogamy, romance. Everywhere exclusiveness. But everyone belongs to everyone else. //Students nod their heads. Mustapha pauses and thinks for a second//. Mustapha: Stability. No civilization without social stability. No social stability without individual stability. (Stability song would start here but if it’s not chosen, this is the dialogue to replace it) Mustapha: Stability. The primal and the ultimate need. Stability, hence all of this. Ford’s in his flivver. All’s well with the world. Consider your own lives. Has any of you ever encountered an insurmountable obstacle. //Silence// Has any of you been compelled to live through a time-interval between the consciousness of a desire and a fulfillment? Boy: Well… Mustapha: Speak up. Don’t keep his fordship waiting. Boy: I once had to wait nearly four weeks before a girl I wanted would let me have her. Mustapha: And you felt a strong emotion in consequence? Boy: Horrible! Mustapha: Horrible; precisely. Our ancestors were too stupid that when the first reformers came along and offered to deliver them from those horrible emotions, they wouldn’t have anything to do with them. //A boy and a girl chasing each other enter. Interrupting Mustapha.// DHC: Go away little girl! Go away little boy! Can’t you see that his fordship’s busy? Go and do your erotic play somewhere else. //The boy and girl run off// Mustapha: Suffer little children.


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 * Scene 4: Conversation between Fanny and Lenina **** Location: Locker Room **

Lenina: Hullo Fanny! Fanny: Hullo Lenina! How are you? Lenina: I'm doing well. Are you going out with anyone tonight? Fanny: No, I haven't been feeling well so I got this pregnancy substitute from Dr. Wells and I don't feel much like going out. Lenina: But you're only nineteen, isn't it only compulsory at twenty-one? Fanny: Yes but i am starting on it now. Who are you going out with tonight? Lenina: Henry Foster Fanny: Again? You're still going out with him? Lenina: Yes, it's only been four months since i have been having Henry. Fanny: Four months is too long. And there has been no one else besides him? Lenina: Nope, there hasn't. Fanny: //Nope there hasn't,// (mocking tone) you need to remember that every... Lenina: (cutting fanny off) Everyone belongs to everyone, I know Fanny. But i really like Henry. Fanny: Lenina, at age forty it may well be acceptable but at your age, it is definitely not. Lenina: I don't care, i love him. Song sung by Lenina and Fanny: I've been having Henry Foster Fanny: (leaves the locker room)

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 * Scene 5: Henry and Lenina are leaving the Stoke Poges Club after golf.**

(Speakers announce Stoke Poges Club House closing.)

Lenina: (looks up at the speakers) Looks like it’s time to head back, Henry. //Lenina and Henry get in helicopter. I don’t know how we would do this for self-explanatory reasons, but I’m sure we can creatively find a way to make give the impression that they’re in the helicopter.// Lenina: (pointing) Hey, Henry, why are there balconies around the smoke stacks down there? Henry: Phosphorous Recovery. After someone is cremated, 98% is recovered and used for fertilizer. Lenina: So everyone produces the same amount of Phosphorous? Henry: Yep, fine to think we can go on being social useful even after we’re dead. Making plants grow. (Looking down at everything below) Lenina: How queer! How is it that those nasty little Gammas and Deltas and Epsilons make the same amount of plants grow as the Alphas and Betas? Henry: All men are physico-chemically equal. Plus, Epsilons do all the necessary jobs that no one else would ever do. (Lenina suddenly remembers something. Looks deep in thought) Lenina: I suppose Epsilons don’t really mind being Epsilons. Henry: Of course not. They don’t know what it’s like to be anything else //except// an Epsilon, so how can it bother them? We, on the other hand, would mind a great deal, but we’ve been differently conditioned. Lenina: I’m soooooo glad I’m not an Epsilon.


 * The song I wrote can either fit here or at the very end of the scene If Ms. Martinez picks it.*

(Back to conversation. Flying over the Crematorium, getting hit by hot air from the chimneys) Lenina: Ford! What a marvelous switchback! (Laugh’s delightedly) Henry: (melancholy tone) Do you know what that was? That was a human being disappearing, going up in hot air. I wonder who it was- A man or a woman, an Alpha or Epsilon…(sighs) well whoever it was, we knew he was happy when he was alive. Everybody’s happy now. Lenina: Yes, everybody’s happy now. (Helicopter lands back at Henry’s apartment. Lenina and Henry take //soma// in their coffee then leave to go to the Westminster Abbey Cabaret.)

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 * Scene 6: In the helicopter coming back from the Semi- Demi- Finals of the Women’s Heavyweight Wrestling Championship **

// Bernard stops the helicopter and turns off the radio. // Lenina: What are you doing? Bernard: I want to look at the sea in peace. I’m tired of being part of a social machine and I’m sick of all this singing. Don’t you wish you were free? Lenina: I am free. I can do whatever I want and always have fun. Everybody’s happy these days. Can we please go back? I don’t like it here. Why don’t you take some soma? Then you’d be jolly. Bernard: But I don’t want to be jolly. I want to be miserable. //Lenina stares at him intensely.// Bernard: Fine. Let’s go.

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 * Scene: 7: Bernard goes to DHC’s office. **

//Bernard pauses before going into the Director’s office. He tries to look taller and manlier. He knocks on the door and then walks in.// Bernard: A permit for you to initial, Director. The Director: //signs paper.// And you’re going to the New Mexico reservation? I went there with a girl once. She was blonde, and really pneumatic. I think it was around twenty five years ago, when I was about your age….It was really bad… she got lost…I never saw her again... The soma should have helped me but… I still dream about it sometimes… //Director breaks into song.// The Director: By the way, I have heard around that you have been acting kind of anti-social. If you do not clean up your act, I’m transferring you to Iceland! Bernard: Do it, you won’t. //Bernard walks away muttering to himself// Bernard: Wow I can’t believe the Director just threatened to send me to Iceland. Whatever. He won’t. I am an Alpha. I can’t wait to tell Helmholtz that I stood up to him.

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