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Listen to that Cat-time! - part V

Jenny: Feeling better?

Veroni: Yep. I suppose PG’s alright.....

Tugger: No offense or anything, but I’d like to get moving again. We’re pretty close to the end and I’ve got a date tonight.

Alonzo: Typical.

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SCENE 4

When we last left the story, Father Munku and the family had left the crisis in the city in exchange for the calm and quiet of Atpantic City. At least all was calm until.....

Some Cats: Oh, let’s run away to Atpantic City! No one will find us....

Skimble: CUT!!!!! Here, someone take my things.... You over there, grab these!

Victoria: *This* is my big semi-consequential role?!

Victoria: Yessir, Baron Ashkimbzy! Will there be anything more?

Skimble: No.... (sees Mother Jenny). Wait, take this. (throws the very heavy camera into Victoria’s arms-- who promptly totters and falls off the dock under its weight).

Tantomile: What a performance, Vicky!

Victoria: Oh, just stuff it and get the doctor on the phone.....

Jenny: Excuse me?

Skimble: Forgive me, it’s just that you’re so beautiful.... You know, you would be perfect in my next....

Jemima: Dad?

Skimble: Not now, Jemi. As I was saying.. You would be perfect in my next movie. Why.... (sees Father Munku, who has come up behind him).

Munku: Ahem!

Skimble: Why.. Hello there! How are you?

Jemima: I tried to tell him!

Skimble: I was just saying how lovely your wife looks. You are a very lucky fellow.

Jenny: He was just telling me about his vast movie empire.

Skimble: Why yes! You see I run a charming business known as Rumpleo Nickel Photoplay, Inc.

Rumpleteazer: ‘Is s’posed ta make up fur makin’ fun a my accent earlia?

Veroni: No, it was just the only thing that rhymed with Buffalo.

SCENE 5

Later that afternoon, Mother Jenny runs into the Baron on the docks......

Jenny: Why hello Baron. It looks like our children are playing again.

Skimble: You have a very cute little boy, but I have a question. Who’s the dude?

Jenny: I have no idea Baron, but you know how children are..... Ah, well.

Skimble: You say that often, "Ah, well." And, I am not a Baron.

Jenny: Let me guess, you’re an immigrant who wants the best for his little Jemi, and wants to, "drive from her memory every tenement stench and filthy immigrant street."

Skimble: How did you know that? Are you also psychic like the boy?

Jenny: No... I read the script.

Skimble: Ah, then it is my turn..... Ah, well.

Coricopat: That was a neat way of skipping a song, wasn’t it Tanti?

Tantomile: Sure. And if you hadn’t brought it up, *I don’t think the readers would have known the difference!*

Coricopat: Ooops! Sorry.

SCENE 6

Back to Carlem now, Ladies and Gents........ A wistful Tumblehouse is staring out the window thinking of, (who else?) Cassie. He begins to imagine the night that he met her....

Cass: I thought I was done for the show!

Veroni: Quit wining and get out there!

Tumble: What’s yer name?

Cass: Cassie...

Tumble: I’m Tumblehouse.

Cass: I know.

Tumble: One look at you and the only song I seem to know is....

Cassie Brown Ears, don’t be shy now,

Cassie Brown Ears oughta take a chance!

The stars are.......

Asparagus: Alright, Misto. Here’s your lousy five bucks. I really thought Veroni had scraped the bottom of the joke barrel already...

Misto: Don’t underestimate her. Now, pay up.

Cass: Can we get back to this now?

Tumble & Cass: The stars are silver notes across that sky now!

Cassie Brown Ears, come.... lets.....

Cass: Dance.......(she fades away).

Tumblehouse is brought back to reality when his men bring in Younger Bro, who has been looking for Tumblehouse in another side-plot that we didn’t elaborate on earlier...

Tumble: What is it you want?

Tugger: I wanted to say to you that I...

Demeter: He wanted to say.... "I am here because I have to be."

Tugger: I can speak for myself, anarchist woman.

Demeter: You know, everyone thinks they’re being really clever when they say that, but it’s really getting old. (stomps off)

Tugger: I was gonna say something really long and inspiring, but Ms. Demeta Goldfur has put an end to that. Okay, in short..... I know how to blow things up!

There is a loud explosion as they shake hands in agreement.

SCENE 7

Father Munku has been called away to help with the situation in New Junkpille. He says to Mother Jenny that it won’t take long and that when he comes back, things will be just as they were before.... Mother Jenny sings a song at this point, but for the sake of time, we’ll skip it...

Jenny: Hey! If Cassie got to sing a number that was going to be skipped, I think I should be able to do my song too!

Jenny: You were my sky, my moon and my stars and my ocean....

We can never go back to before!

WE CAN NEVER GO BACK TO BEFORE!!!!

Veroni: Why is it that when the females get a good song they insist on singing so LOUD! (rubs at her ears).

SCENE 8

There is a big crowd outside of the O.D. Morgan Library. O.D. is there and he is none too pleased that Tumble has decided to hole up inside his place. But then, you can’t blame him because if it was *your* property...... Anyhoo, Father Munku arrives and suggests that they send in a man Tumble will listen to-Mr. Looker N. Garbagetin, (which in hindsight, may not have been the smartest thing in the world because if Tumble was as far off his rocker as they figured he was, things wouldn’t have looked too good for Looker-- but hey, it was their choice).

Bustopher: Mr. Jogger, you must give up because you are causing irreparable harm to our people!

Jemima: What’s irreparable mean, anyway?

Bustopher: You would presume to teach your lessons to these wild unruly youths? And yet you abandoned your own son to be raised with light-colored cats.

Jemima: Hello? Anybody listening? Little kitten here! Lots of big words! I don’t understand a word he’s saying.....

Bustopher: Think of your son.....

Cassie’s voice is heard in the distance, humming to Your Daddy’s Son.

Tumble: I will need a hostage and safe passage for my men.

Tugger: You are betraying us!!!

Asparagus: You said we would all go free or die!

Plato: Just push the plunger and blow it all up!

Admetus: (is sleeping on the plunger, which is connected to the ammo. He shifts during his nap and the handle starts to slide southward).

Bustopher: I think your friend over there is going to beat you to it.

Tumble: What? (sees Admetus) NOOO!

They get to him just in time.

Tumble: As I was saying... A hostage and safe passage for my men, and perhaps a pillow for Admetus.

Bustopher: It is done.

Tumblehouse looks around at his men, making eye contact with each one... except for Admetus, who dozed off again after being re-located to the couch. He sings something very inspiring and then his men are taken out of the Library, (except for the snoozing Admetus, who Plato slings over his shoulder and carries out). As they leave, Father Munku is dragged in.

Munku: (to Tugger) So this is where you ended up.

Tugger: Tell my sister that I love her. (Tugger leaves)

If you are sensitive, grab your hankies at this point.

Tumble: They’re gonna kill me, aren’t they?

Munku: I will say no to be chivalrous, but it doesn’t look good.

Jemima: What on Earth does chivalrous mean? Oh, act one was so much easier to understand!

Tumble: Tell my son that I love him.

Tumble is taken out of the house and shot to death. Munku screams.

Munku: NOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Jelly: Wow. No one told me that’s what happens.

Jenny: What did you expect? The guy destroys firehouses, kills guys, and on top of that is really into over-acting a scene....

Tumble: I heard you, Jenny.

Veroni: Nice job everyone.

Bomb: Danke.

Tugger: There you go again with that German, Bomby.

Veroni: Alright, quick break and back to work.......

Gus: What?? Thick snake has sack to jerk?

Veroni: Aurgh! (aside) Okay....one mare part to go, just keep reminding yourself that there's only one part left to go.

Okee.. I git the gist. Bye bye now!
or
Finish off this thing!


The musical 'Ragtime' belongs to it's creators Lynn Ahrens and Stephen Flahrety as well as Livent Productions. I'm just writing this fic for the heck of it and am making absolutely zero in the money department for writing this thing.
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