Midas+1

Be Careful What You Wish For

media type="file" key="midas1.mp3"   SCENE 1  1. NARRATOR: There once was king named King Midas. He was rather stupid, but he was very kind to nature, especially Phrygian satyrs. __ 2. SOUND: NATURE. __  3. NARRATOR: One day, King Midas’ servant found a Phrygian satyr in King Midas’ flowerbed.  4. SERVANT: (In an eager voice) King Midas, King Midas, wake up there is a Phrygian satyr in your flowerbed!!!  5. KING MIDAS: (In a sleepy voice) What, what is it? What’s for breakfast?  6. SERVANT: Hot cakes and bacon, but that’s not the point. There is a Phrygian satyr in your flowerbed, my lord.  7. KING MIDAS: Oh really?  8. SERVANT: (In an annoyed slightly tired voice) Yes! What punishment shall I give him?  9. KING MIDAS: None.  10. SERVANT: (In an appalled voice) What! Surely there must be some punishment? <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 11. KING MIDAS: (Now ticked off by the servant’s question) He is to be let go and spared, is that clear? <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 12. SERVANT: (Worried voice) Y-Yes my lord. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 13. NARRATOR: So King Midas traveled to the flowerbed along with his servant. When they reached the flowerbed, King Midas told the satyr his decision. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 14. KING MIDAS: You are to be spared of and let go. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 15. SERVANT: King Midas, are you sure? <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 16. KING MINDAS: Release him. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 17. SERVANT: (Sigh) Very well my lord. (In annoyed tone) <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 18. SATYR: Why thank you your highness. I am sure this kind deed will not go without recognition. Dionysus, the god of wine, shall grant you a wish, oh Kind One. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> SCENE 2 <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 1. NARRATOR: While King Midas was driving in his chariot on his way to see Dionysus, he thought of what he should wish for. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 2. SERVANT: How about all of the cheese in the world? <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 3. KING MIDAS: No, thank you, I’m lactose intolerant, don’t you remember? <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 4. SERVANT: Oh yes, I am very sorry. (Apologetic tone) <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 5. KING MIDAS: Driver what do you think I should wish for? <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 6. DRIVER: I think you should wish to have all the money in the world. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 7. KING MIDAS: I would, but I am King Midas, I already have all the money in the world!! I know something even better. Why don’t I wish that everything I touched turned to gold? <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 8. DRIVER: Perfect! <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 9. SERVANT: (In hushed/mumbled tone) I still like the cheese better. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 10. NARRATOR: When King Midas reached Dionysus, he got his wish granted and the first thing he touched was a beautiful red rose. It turned gold in an instant right in the palm of his hand. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> SCENE 3 <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 1. NARRATOR: Now King Midas thought everything was fine, but then everything turned horrid. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 2. KING MIDAS: This golden touch is //__gooood__//; I see that it will bring me great fortune unlike any before. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 3. NARRATOR: Then it turned worse. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 4. ANNABEL: Daddy, daddy, daddy. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 5. KING MIDAS: What is it Annabel? <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 6. ANNABEL: Can you turn my necklace gold, so I can show my friends? <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 7. KING MIDAS: Of course sweetie, bring it over here. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 8. ANNABEL: Here daddy. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 9. KING MIDAS: Okay, ready? <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)">__10. SOUND: MAGICAL AND SHIMMER.__<span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 11. ANNABEL: Thanks daddy you’re amazing. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 12. KING MIDAS: Anytime pumpkin. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 13. ANNABEL: I love you da- __<span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 14. SOUND: MAGICAL AND SHIMMER. __<span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 15. KING MIDAS: Annabel, Annabel! (Crying/sad voice) what have I done? __<span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 16. SOUND: FOOTSTEPS RUNNING DOWN THE HALL, DOWN THE STAIRS, FROM OUTSIDE. __<span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 17. SERVANT: What has happened? <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 18. SERVANT3: How, why? <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 19. KING MIDAS: She went to hug me and forgot my powers (Still in a whimper voice) <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 20. KING MIDAS: (Now starting to cry) Her last word was almost daddy; she got as far as da- and then nothing. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 21. SERVANT2: I am so sorry. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 22. NARRATOR: This was the first of many bad things to come to King Midas by his golden touch. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> SCENE 4 <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 1. NARRATOR: King Midas was having serious troubles now. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 2. KING MIDAS: Servants I’m hungry, what’s for dinner? <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 3. SERVANTS: We are making a delicious chicken stuffed with asparagus and a Caesar salad. For dessert we will also serve a nice apple tart. To drink we will serve an exquisite Cabernet wine. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 4. KING MIDAS: Yum, that sounds lovely. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 5. SERVANTS: Dinner will be ready in an hour. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 6. NARRATOR: King Midas waited very impatiently for dinner to be ready. Finally, when it was time for dinner, he sprinted to the kitchen. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 7. KING MIDAS: Is dinner ready? I’m here. (Out of breath) <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 8. SERVANTS: Your dinner awaits. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 9. KING MIDAS: It all looks delicious, but I don’t know where to start. This is not good. My sterling sliver fork turned to gold! How am I supposed to eat? Servants, from now on, we are only using gold cutlery. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 10. NARRATOR: As soon as he picked up his cup it turned to gold and when he tried to drink the wine, it turned to gold in the cup. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 11. KING MIDAS: This isn’t fair. I don’t get any of this lovely food. I wish I had never made this wish. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 12. NARRATOR: King Midas sulked and starved in his room for several days as he tried to think of ways to undo his wish. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> SCENE 5 <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 1. NARRATOR: Remember earlier, when I said King Midas was kind of stupid? Well this is when it comes into play. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 2. NINE MUSES: So do we all agree that Apollo is the better musician, I agree, I agree, I agree, I agree, I agree, I agree, I agree, I agree, I agree too. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 3. KING MIDAS: I don’t agree. I highly doubt that Apollo can match the musical talent of a Phrygian satyr. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 4. NINE MUSES: (Altogether) WHAT! <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 5. KING MIDAS: That’s right; I said a Phrygian satyr is a better musician than the great god of music, Apollo. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 6. NINE MUSES: You are clearly out of your mind. No satyr in all the lands could ever match the musical talent of the great god of music, Apollo. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 7. NARRATOR: Most people, who say a Phrygian satyr is better at music than Apollo, are insane. Too bad King Midas was pretty stupid. Apollo was furious. What mortal was to say that a satyr could be better or at least be equal in musical talent? <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 8. APOLLO: He is wrong, and I shall prove it. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 9. NARRATOR: So then, the great musical competition was on. Both musicians played excellently, and then Apollo did something unheard of in all of the land. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> SCENE 6 <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 1. NARRATOR: Apollo was very upset that King Midas didn’t vote for him. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 2. APOLLO: What do I have to do to prove that my music is better than his? <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 3. KING MIDAS: Your music is good, but there is just something in his music that you don’t have. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 4. APOLLO: What? Do you want me to play with my lyre on my head? <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 5. KING MIDAS: No, no, no, that is so unnecessary. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 6. APOLLO: I know why don’t I play my lyre upside down? <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 7. KING MIDAS: That’s perfect! <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 8. APOLLO: Are you serious? <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 9. KING MIDAS: Yes, now start playing. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 10. NARRATOR: Apollo turned his lyre upside down and played some of the most beautiful music in the universe. Even King Midas was in awe. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 11. KING MIDAS: Wow that was amazing!!! <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 12. APOLLO: (In a bratty voice) Now it’s your turn to play, satyr. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 13. NARRATOR: Marsyas was very nervous at first, but he finally stirred up the courage to play. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 14. MARSYAS: Here it goes. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 15. NARRATOR: Marsyas blew as hard as he could, but not a sound would come out. Everybody laughed and Apollo skinned poor Marsyas for even thinking he was better than himself. SCENE 7 1. NARRATOR: Still angry at King Midas, Apollo decided to embarrass the king. 2. APOLLO: Ears as stupid as yours should belong to a donkey’s. Donkey’s ears you shall have from now on. (Mean voice) That’ll teach you who the boss is. 3. KING MIDAS: Wait Apollo you can’t- 4. NARRATOR: But it was too late. King Midas had donkey ears -- he tried to cover it up with a tall hat, but that didn’t go so well. Everyone thought that it was a new fashion, so they all started wearing it. The king’s barber knew what was going on. He also knew that he couldn’t say a word about what had happened. He decided that he couldn’t keep it bottled up inside of him, so he dug a hole in the ground and told the hole what had happened. 5. BARBER: King Midas has donkey’s ears. (Whisper) 6. NARRATOR: He closed the hole as fast as he said the words. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> SCENE 8 <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 1. NARRATOR: On a nice sunny, afternoon King Midas sat on his bed sobbing. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 2. KING MIDAS: I have the worst life; I have the ears of a donkey! (In a sobbing voice) <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 3. QUEEN MIDAS: Oh honey, it’s going to be all right. Not that many people know. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 4. KING MIDAS: Everybody in the universe knows! (Upset) <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 5. QUEEN MIDAS: Come on; let’s go down to the kitchen to get some tea. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 6. KING MIDAS: I don’t want tea. The servants will laugh at me. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 7. QUEEN MIDAS: Fine I will bring you some. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 8. NARRATOR: As soon as his wife left the room, King Midas hopped out the window still in his nightgown. He ran strait to the woods. When he passed one of his servants in the garden, he told them he stepped down from the throne. King Midas went to live in the woods for the rest of his life. Everything in his path turned to gold. He was never to be seen again. <span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> __<span style="color: rgb(36, 36, 36)"> 9. SOUND: CRICKET, CRICKET, CRICKET __