A/N: I know it's Nini who spills the beans to the Duke, but that really doesn't seem like something Gaz would do. She's much more apathetic than cruel--unless Dib has done something to her recently--which he hasn't. Plus, telling him about Christian and Satine is a lot more hurtful to the lovers than it is to the Duke so... that's the reason for the switch.

ACT VI: Love VS Jealousy

(Pan from the Spectral tower to the dressing rooms of the Moulin Vert. Bastine is lying in bed, covered by a plethora of blankets. Purple Zidler, Prof. Chocolate and Gazi are in the room with her, looking concerned)

Jentian as Narrator: Purple Zidler's mooching of the Redgentinean's lines had once again averted disaster for the Moulin Vert. The Dib-Duke would never know it had all been one big lie. But no lie, however brilliant, could avert disaster for Bastine.

Prof. Chocolate: Monsieur Zidler, Mademoiselle Bastine ….. (the conversation is lost as the two lower their voices)

Purple Zidler: O.O; …. My… dear…. Irk…. (swoons)

Gazi: I'll tell her.

Purple Zidler: NO! NO NO NOO!! O.O GAZ NO!

Gazi: …. WHY not? .O

Purple Zidler: (sadly) The show must go on…

(Cut to the window of Jentian's apartment. Bastine is curled up on the bed, in a fluffy robe. Jentian is standing in the window, looking down at the street)

Jentian as Narrator: All night, the penniless writer—who was me--had waited. And now for the first time, he felt the cold stab of jealousy in his Irken equivalent of a heart.



Jentian: (turning to Bastine) What happened last night? Why didn't you come? (he's upset)

Bastine: (looking at her feet) I told you…. I was sick. I just woke up this morning.

Jentian: Bast…. You don't have to make things up… (approaches her)

Bastine: (hastily) We have to end it.

Jentian: ………… huh?

Bastine: Look, everyone knows!

Jentian: (annoyed) So let them know! The world should know I love you—

Bastine: (cutting him off) Purple Zidler knows.

Jentian: (yes, that's bad) …. Oh.

Bastine: (continuing) And sooner or later the Dib-Duke will find out too!

Jentian: I could take him .6

Bastine: Ugh…. That's not the point, -.-;

Jentian: What is then? o.o

Bastine: (quietly) On opening night I have to…. go to the Dib-Duke.

Jentian: O_O …………………….. (ulp)

Bastine: (finally looks at him) And the jealousy will drive you mad..

Jentian: No it won't! :O

Bastine: I know you. You were jealous when I hugged ZIMLOUSE. 9.9;

Jentian: (This is true) I…. th…. Then I'll write a song!

Bastine: How will THAT help? O.o

Jentian: Oh it will! I know it! :D And we'll put it in the show! (grabs her hands) And no matter how bad things get…. or whatever happens, whenever you hear it…. or when you sing it or whistle it or hum it or make Lynne play it on her fiddle just because you're stronger than her and can make her do it….

Bastine: Oh you heard about that, huh? ._.

Jentian: (continuing, despite her comment) Then you'll know it! It will mean--it'll mean we love one another!

Bastine: (doesn't say a word)

Jentian: (trying another tactic) If I write this, then I won't get jealous….

Bastine: (turns away from him) Listen…. things don't work that way Jentian.

Jentian: This time they will!! (jumps off the bed, still trying to convince her) This time it will be okay!

Bastine: (not giving in) We have to end it.

SONG - COME WHAT MAY

Jentian: (sings, turning back around to face her)

Never knew I could feel like this.

Like I've never seen the sky before.

Bastine: ^o.o^ (she likes)

Jentian: Want to vanish inside your kiss... 6.6

(Cut to rehearsal at the Moulin Vert. The stage is complete, and the dancers-turned-actors are milling around while Jentian directs from his seat on a half-finished wall)



Jentian: (spoken) Now this new scene—

Cast: (groans)

Jentian: (spoken) .u This new scene is the scene where the.... uh…. Computer programmer writes a secret song for the temptress—

Zimlouse: (spoken)Wait wait wait o.o If he is a computer programmer, why is he able to write music?



Jentian: (spoken, irritated) .9 He had help from his amazingly musically inclined computer. Happy?

Zimlouse: (spoken) Yes! u.u

Jentian: (spoken) Okay, so he writes a song so that whatever is happening.... however bad things are… the two remember their love and then.... everything is good. o.o

Redgentinean: (yells) BOOOOO! O This is stupid! Why doesn't the programmer just blow up the Soldier Commander?

Jentian: (once again irritated) .9 Because then the Soldier's guards would blow his brains out and HE'D GET NO NOOKIE! O!!

Redgentinean: ……………………… (speaks) oh. o.o … Okay then. u.u; Keep your pants on, writer.

Jentian: -.-; (spoken) We can take it from your line Bastine….

(cut to the stage, where Bastine—in a costume that ROCKS @_@--is kneeling beside the Redgentinean)

Bastine: (spoken) We can't do this... :O (grabs his arms)

Redgentinean: (spoken) Aw, don't worry. u.u We will "conduct" .9 our love affair right under the Commander's nonexistent nose!

Jentian: (teaching the singing part—sings)

Seasons may change, winter to spring...

(cut back to the stage where the Redgentinean collapses)

Redgentinean: XO----

Purple Zidler: (spoken) Honestly Red! Can't you stay awake for ten seconds!? .9 This is impossible!

Jentian: (still on his wall, still teaching the singing part)

But I love you, until the end of time.

Come what may!

Come what may!

I will love you…. until my dying day….

(zoom backwards from the Moulin Vert to a grassy hill. Jentian and Bastine and the Dib-Duke appear to be on a picnic—with Jentian carrying all the stuff. He's walking next to Bastine while the Dib-Duke scurries on ahead)

Both Bastine & Jentian: (sing, looking at each other)

Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place...

Dib-Duke: (spoken) GOOD LORD!! LOOK AT THE SIZE OF THAT…. What IS that!?! (madly taking pictures of something off camera)

Bastine and Jentian: (sing, close up on them)

Suddenly it moves with such a perfect grace...

Dib-Duke: (screamies as something large drags him off screen)

Bastine and Jentian: o.o ………….

(cut to Jentian's apartment. He and Bastine are curled up in a chair, asleep together—awwwwww!!)

Bastine&Jentian: (sing off screen)

Suddenly my life doesn't seem such a waste.

It all revolves around you!

(cut to a stream somewhere. Jentian removes his coat and sets it in the water so Bastine can walk across. She does.)



Bastine&Jentian: (sing to each other from opposite sides of the stream)

And there's no mountain too high,

no river too wide!

(The Dib-Duke attempts to follow, but ends up slipping and being carried off downstream)

Bastine&Jentian: o.o …….. eh. (shrug and wander off)

(Cut back to Jentian's apartment. The two are standing in a doorway, just hugging and being all cute and mushy-like)

Bastine&Jentian: (singing off screen again)

Sing out this song and

I'll be there by your side.

Storm clouds may gather

And stars may collide….

Jentian: (pulls away, singing) But I love you

Bastine: (smiles up at him) I love you….



Jentian: (sings) Until the end….

Bastine: (is there an echo in here?) Until the end….

Both: (sing) Of time..

(cut to rehearsal again. Cut back and forth from Bastine and Jentian. They're sitting on opposite sides of the room from each other)

Both: (sing) Come what may, come what may, I will love you...

(close-up on Jentian)



Jentian: (spoken to the cast) At the end…. At the end ummm…. The magical computer programmer falls from the roof!

Kat23a: (horrified) :O!! DOES HE DIE!?

Jentian: (spoken) No! O.o He falls into his voot cruiser and says "The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return"

Zimlouse: (spoken) I KNEW THAT LINE!! D!

Redgentinean: (spoken) Can I shoot him yet?

(cut to the final rehearsal. The Dib-Duke is watching the play draw to a close. He looks confused—and wet)



Tak: 9.9 ….. (approaches the Dib-Duke from off screen) Hello.

Dib-Duke: (spoken) Erm… hi O.o

Tak: .u (spoken) This ending's silly, you know.

Dib-Duke: (spoken, confused) Huh? It is? I kind of like it….

Tak: (irritated) Why would the temptress go for the penniless writer?

Dib-Duke: (stunned) WRITER!? O.O

Tak: (evil laugh) Whoops! I mean computer programmer…. Silly me….

(cut to the stage. Everyone is in costume and being all dramatic. Purple Zidler is weeping in a corner—he's in character. Bastine and the Redgentinean clasp hands, singing to each other with the rest of the cast)



Cast: (belting it out) Come What May!

Bastine: (singing) :O I will love you!!

Cast: (beltbeltbelt) Come what may….! I will love you….! Until my dying…. day….!!!

END OF SONG

(the cast waits for applause)

Dib-Duke: (fumes) This ending stinks of…. Something smelly.

Cast: ………………………… o.o?

Purple Zidler: (nervously) Don't like the ending… my dear duke? :D;;; Whyever not…? (shootmenowO.O)

Dib-Duke: .O Why would a woman choose a penniless computer programmer over the Commander? Are Irken women just bizarre? In my experience (which is nonexistent), all women care about is how much money you have. According to this play, the Commander is rich.

Purple Zidler: Well…. erm…. I…. We're only following the script….

Cast: (getting irritated) .O

Dib-Duke: (continuing like he knows what he's talking about 9.9) Once the programmer has satisfied his lust he will leave the temptress with nothing. That's how it would work logically.

Prof. Chocolate: o.o That poor insane child.

Dib-Duke: .O I HEARD THAT! And, I suggest that, in the end, the temptress choose the Commander. u.u I'm not insane, either.

Zimlouse: Urrrh! FOOLISH DIB-DUKE STINK! How dare you undermine the works of a fellow IRKEN!? While this frivolous storyline is not what ZIM would have written, it DOES make use of those… things…

Lynne: :O It has BEAUTY! Freedom! TRUTH AND LOVE!

Zimlouse: …. What she said.

Dib-Duke: (getting angry) I don't care! .O None of that makes any sense anyway! And why SHOULDN'T the temptress choose the commander???

Jentian: (stands up) Because she doesn't LOVE YOU! O

(horrified silence)

Jentian: O.O …… (too horrified to speak)

Zimlouse: (quickly) HAH! You heard him! The temptress does not LOVE the Commander! HIM! She does not love him! .u

Redgentinean: 9.9 Nice recovery.

Dib-Duke: (Does he know? :O) I see.

Purple Zidler: Are you all right, Duke? O.o;;

Dib-Duke: .u Yes. So, Zidler, this ending will be rewritten.

Purple Zidler: What!? O.O;

Dib-Duke: The temptress will choose the Commander—

Zimlouse: NOW SEE HERE, you sniveling little—

Dib-Duke: (Lookit me have power) –and WITHOUT the lovers' "secret song".

Jentian: Now see here… .O

Dib-Duke: (louder) You better have it ready by opening night! .O

Purple Zidler: O_O;;; …. By.. By OPENING NIGHT!?

Dib-Duke: You heard me.

Purple Zidler: O_O;; (fighting his instinct to faint) My... my dear Dib-Duke. That…. There's no way on Irk or Earth that…. It's just not happening!!

Bastine: (cutting in, apparently in complete control) Purple!

Purple Zidler: O_O;; Yes….?

Bastine: u.u The poor duke is being treated appallingly!

Dib-Duke: I am? O.o

Bastine: u.u (walking down the stairs that lead down to the floor from the stage) These silly Irkhemians ALWAYS let their imaginations run away with them.

Zimlouse: ~.~;;; (lookit him fume)

Bastine: (stands in front of the Dib-Duke, all smiles) Now, why don't you and I have a little supper tonight, and then afterwards we can let Purple Zidler know how we want the story to end?

Dib-Duke: o.o Really? You'll come this time?

Bastine: But of course! :o

Dib-Duke: ~.~; No surprise confessions this time?

Bastine: o.o ………. u.u;;;; No! Of course not!

(cut to backstage. Jentian is hanging around in a doorway while Bastine takes her sparkly hat thingy off)



Bastine: (walking down the hall, whistling.) 9.9 …. I know you're back there. What's wrong? o.o



Jentian: (upset) I don't want you to... y'know 6.6;;;



Bastine: Not now….

Jentian: I know I…. I just….

Bastine: Listen…. He could destroy everything... It's for us...

Jentian: How is this for us!? (grabs her shoulders) HOW!?

Bastine: …. (hugs him) You promised... you promised me you wouldn't be jealous….

Jentian: (hugs her tight) I know…. I'm sorry….

Bastine: (quietly) It will be alright. He's waiting for me...

Jentian: No! . (cling!)

Bastine sings: Come what may...

Jentian: (whispers) Come what may...

(end Act VI)