Cameron:
I'VE HEARD OF AN OX, A PROFESSOR FROM QUOX
NO LONG PERMITTED TO TEACH,
WHO HAS LOST ALL POWERS OF SPEECH.
AND AN OWL IN MUNCHKIN ROCK
A VICAR WITH A THRIVING FLOCK
FORBIDDEN TO PREACH
NOW HE ONLY CAN SCREECH!
ONLY RUMORS, BUT STILL, ENOUGH TO GIVE PAUSE
TO ANYONE WITH PAWS
SOMETHING BAD IS HAPPENING IN OZ
Heather:
SOMETHING BAD?
HAPPENING IN OZ?
Cameron:
UNDER THE SURFACE
BEHIND THE SCENES
SOMETHING BAAAAAH...
Sorry, bad...
Heather: Dr. Dillamond, are you alright? Shall I fetch you a glass of water?
Cameron: No, I don't know what came over me.
Heather: So, you're saying that there are animals that have, somehow, forgotten how to speak? But, how is that possible?
Cameron: Well, with so much pressure not to...
Morrible Enters.
Gwen: I heard there was some sort of disturburance in class. Are you alright, Doctor? Oh, Miss Elphaba, you're still here! I thought you would have been on your way to my seminar by now.
Heather: Yes Madame, ordinarily I would be but...
Gwen: But what? I do hope I have not misplaced my trust in you. Magic is a very demanderating mistress, and if one has ambitions of meeting the Wizard. I'm sure Doctor Dillamond sees my point.
Morrible Exits.
Heather: I'd better go. Doctor Dillamond, if something bad is happening to the Animals then someone has to tell the Wizard. That's why we have a Wizard!
SO NOTHING BAD
Both:
NOTHNG ALL THAT BAD
Cameron:
NOTHING TRULY BAAAAHHH...
Sorry... Bad.
Heather:
IT COULDN'T HAPPEN HERE,
IN OZ...