Elphaba nodded silently and I heard a loud racket—"Kill the Witch!" I ran outside and they were all clamoring for Madame Morrible to be killed. I rejoined Elphaba and said, "It worked better than we'd hoped—they want Madame Morrible killed." "Was that part of your plan?" she asked. "No." I replied. "But, hey, it works for me." I finished quickly, before Elphaba could get me to stop the riot that was starting outside. Elphaba looked at me intently. "Stop that riot, before I throw you outside and let you get killed," she threatened. I quickly went out and held up my hand for silence. Immediately everyone fell silent.
"People of Oz. I never intended for anyone to get killed, not even Madame Morrible. I merely just wanted you to forgive Elphaba. She may be Wicked, but how will she learn anything if she is killed? She will not learn anything. This is how I was taught. I'd intended for her to be jailed for life. Being killed will not teach her anything..." "Wickedness must be punished!" Someone yelled to me. "I agree, but will this teach her anything?" I asked. "I don't think so. She's got to learn and I've found that the best way to teach is by forcing them to see where the one at fault saw where they went wrong. I'll explain, but first, can you all do me a favor and not interrupt me during this speech, anymore, like what happened during my last two speeches." They all nodded silently and I continued my third speech that I would give in Oz. "We can better teach Madame Morrible if we jail her. She won't be able to fight back especially if we keep anything she can use to use her powers. I know what I'm talking about, even though it might seem like I don't. I'm smarter than most people here seem to realize. Maybe if we sent her on a nice long road trip, she may just learn something, hopefully. Like Kenai does in Brother Bear—it's a movie I saw once.—"Come with me. I'll take you now to a place that you fear. For no reason why. Your heart has turned away from me. And I will make you understand. Everything will become clear to you when you see things through another's eyes. Everything will become clear to you. Whatever's meant for you, you will find. Come with me. I'll take you there to a place where you'll see. Everything you need to be the one you need to be. And all of those things that you fear will disappear from you in time. Everything will become clear to you when you see things through another's eyes. Everything will become clear to you. Whatever's meant for you, you will find."—Or like I did during my journey here in Oz. You see she has to see things through someone else's eyes and find what was meant for her—let everything become clear to her. It's her turn to learn and Elphaba's turn to be the teacher. She will understand someday. Anyway, she's got to be stopped and I know how. We flip the tables on her—but we don't kill her. We play games with her mind, keep her guessing as to when we'll strike next, and if I'm right, she'll crack and surrender. Don't let her get what she wants. She wants you to want to kill her. We can't afford to give her what she wants. I hate her, and I want to kill her, and she may be a traitor, but we shouldn't kill her. We should punish her my way. She's twisted too many things that others have said—including things that Elphaba has said. I know you all want to kill her, but if anything she should apologize for the harm she's done—the harm she's done to the reputations of the truly good—Glinda, the Wizard, and Elphaba. So many people got hurt and it's time to end it—time for us to see what her reaction when she sees how different everything is now—"Hey! Hey! Hey! When you walk, you don't leave tracks. When you talk, they don't talk back. Believe in every word you say, but they don't know. They don't, don't know. Secrets that you just can't keep. Promises that you made me. You twisted it to suit yourself, but now I know. I know, I know. Ooh, everything that I told you. Ooh, you just smile and then you. Kiss and tell everything I said, stuck inside your little web. Everybody wants to know, yeah. Lips that lie, cover your track, sold me out, and you just laugh. Said we're friends until the end, yeah, but you don't mean it, don't mean it. You don't mean it, you don't mean it, no. I wish that I could take it back. You want it all, but you can't have that. People falling at your feet, but they don't know. They don't, don't know. You're gonna figure out real soon. The dirty deeds will catch up to you. It's crumbling beneath your feet, but you don't know. You don't, don't know. Ooh, everything that I told you. Ooh, you just smile and then you. Kiss and tell everything I said. Everybody wants to know, yeah. Lips that lie, cover your track, sold me out, and you just laugh. Said we're friends until the end, yeah, but you don't mean it, don't mean it. You don't mean it, you don't mean it, no. Ooh, everything that I told you. Ooh, everything that I told. Ooh, you just smile, and then you. Kiss and tell everything I said, stuck inside your little web. Everybody wants to know, yeah. Lips that lie, cover your track, sold me out, and you just laugh. Said we're friends until the end, yeah, but you don't mean it, don't mean it. You don't mean it, you don't mean it, no. You don't mean it, don't mean it. You don't mean it, you don't mean it, no. You don't mean it don't mean it. You don't mean it, you don't mean it, no."—I think we can all agree on one thing though—that she is has fallen to believing lies and that the time has come for her to see what has happened to her, yet reassure her that, in a way, we'll "help" her.—"Uh oh. Oh. Uh, uh, oh. Oh. Uh oh. Oh. Uh, uh, oh. Oh. Uh oh. Oh. Uh, uh, oh. Oh. Uh oh. Oh. You walk and talk like you're some new sensation. You move in circles; you don't need an invitation. You spend your money—you can't get no satisfaction. You play it right so you can get the right reaction. It won't be long my darling. Pick up the phone. Nobody's on it. Where are your friends now, baby? All of the ones supposed to be there for... You, you. When you're falling down, the world starts spinning out. You, you. When you're falling down, now it's not all about... You, you. When you're falling down, you know I'll be around. When you're falling down, falling down. What's outta place when you look into the mirror. The truth is blurry but the lies are getting clearer. Your eyes are fixed—your smile's so elastic. You give me roses, but they're all just made of plastic. It won't be long my darling. Pick up the phone. Nobody's on it/. Where are your friends now, baby? All of the ones supposed to be there for... You, you. When you're falling down, the world starts spinning out. You, you. When you're falling down, now it's not all about... You, you. When you're falling down, you know I'll be around. When you're falling down, falling down. Smile for the camera, everybody's looking at ya. Smile for the camera, 'cause they're all about th trash ya. Smile for the camera, camera, camera. Smile for the camera? Who's gonna catch ya? You, you. You, you. You, you. You, you. When you're falling down, the world starts spinning out. You, you. When you're falling down, now it's not all about... You, you. When you're falling down, you know I'll be around. When you're falling down, falling down. Smile for the camera, everybody's looking at ya. Smile for the camera, 'cause they're all about to trash ya.—that is all there is to it. We can either appear to help her—give her a little nudge in the right direction or help her find her way back home—"You wake up, it's raining and it's Monday. Looks like one of those rough days. Time's up, you're late again, so get out the door. Sometimes you feel like running. Find a whole new life and jump in. Let go, get up, and hit the dance floor. But when the lights go down, it's ending of the show. And you're feeling like you got nowhere to go. Don't you know? You can change your hair and you can change your clothes. You can change your mind, that's just the way it goes. You can say goodbye, and you can say hello. But you'll always find your way back home. You can change your style, you can change your jeans. You can learn to fly and you can chase your dreams. You can laugh and cry, but everybody knows you'll always find your way back home. Your best friends, your little hometown are waiting up wherever you go now. You know you can always turn around. 'Cuz this world, it's big and it's crazy. And this girl is thinking that maybe this life is what some people dream about. Cause when I'm feeling down and I am all alone I've always got a place where I can go. Cause I know. You can change your hair and you can change your clothes. You can change your mind, that's just the way it goes. You can say goodbye, and you can say hello. But you'll always find you way back home. You can change your style, you can change your jeans. You can learn to fly and you can chase your dreams. You can laugh and cry, but everybody knows you'll always find your way back home. Where they know exactly who you are. Back home where the real you is the superstar. Back home, you know it's never too far away. Let me hear you say. You can change your hair and you can change your clothes. You can change your mind, that's just the way it goes. You can say goodbye and you can say hello. But you'll always find your back home. You can change your style, you can change your jeans. You can learn to fly and you can chase your dreams. You can laugh and cry, but everybody knows you'll always find your way back home. You'll always find your way back home. You'll always find your way back home. You'll always find your way back home. You'll always find your way back home. You'll always find your way back home. You'll always find your way back home."—that is how I see it and the best way to solve this problem. So live with it, people!"