TROJAN HORSE <Normal lighting> The Trojan KING and PARISS are atop of a wall. MESSENGER enters. HOFF STAGE is off stage. MESS: SIRE, Sire! Oh King of Troy! News from the battlefield! The Greeks has have sent us a large horse! KING: Well, bring in the horse! MESS: Bring in the horse! HOFF: Bring in the horse! PARIS: Uh, Father? KING: What is it Paris? PARIS: Do we need a horse? KING: Definitely not. We have the finest horses in the land. PARIS: So, why should we bring in the horse? MESS: Bring in the horse! HOFF: Bring in the horse! KING: Good idea bringing in the horse. PARIS: Why would the Greeks, our sworn enemy, suddenly give us a horse? KING: Are you a racist? PARIS: What? No! Greek isn't even a race! KING: That sounds like racist talk. MESS: That's racist! HOFF: That's racist! PARIS: Hey! Some of my best friends are Greek, and they have never given me a giant wooden horse. KING: Well they never besieged your city for 10 years either. Maybe they're saying sorry. PARIS: Father, it's a trap! There are clearly people in that horse! I can see them! KING: We have to get them out! PARIS: DO YOU UNDERSTAND HOW TRAPS WORK!? IS THAT A THING THAT YOU KNOW!? KING: Look, if this is a trap and we don't let them in, then aren't we falling for the trap of not letting in a trap? PARIS: I have no idea what that means. KING: It means we should bring in the horse! What could possibly go wrong? PARIS: This is a really simple question. Really simple. Can anyone name one reason why we would need or even want a giant wooden horse? KING: For the giant wooden cowboy! MESS: And the giant wooden saddle! PARIS: We have neither of those things! And if we let in this horse they will kill us all! KING: And we won't have to listen to your anti-horse bigotry if you're dead, so I say we bring in the horse! MESS: Bring in the horse! HOFF: Bring in the horse! PARIS: They'll kill you too! KING: (beat) Excellent! Bring in the horse! MESS: Bring in the horse! HOFF: Bring in the horse! PARIS: Sire, the Greeks! They're pouring out of the horse! They're invading Troy! KING: I know. We're leaving. PARIS: Okay - Let's g- KING: (In the same manner as earlier 'get outs') Stay here. PARIS: What!? I want to get ou- KING: Stay here. PARIS: But, sir .. The greeks. They're coming. KING: I know. Good luck. (KING AND MESS LEAVE) (CHOIR MEMBERS ENTER, DRESSED A GREEKS WITH SWORDS) <Soft blue lighting> (GREEKS SING THE SCIENTIST) (PARIS SADLY PUT ON HELMET. PICKS UP SPEAR, TO SWARMS OF GREEKS COMING EITHER SIDE) (SLOWLY, GREEKS ENTER, SURROUND, DRAW SWORDS, AND GO TO ATTACK) <Slow Lights down> |
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