Hi guys...
I'm trying to hammer out an idea of the Justice League of America being on TMS, but haven't gotten it all written down yet. If anyone can think of any good songs for each individual member to do (Green Lantern and Kermit are going to duet on "Bein' Green") and one good ensemble number for the end, LMK. In the meanwhile, here's Batman's scene...
(Backstage. Rowlf running through some piano scales. Kermit approaches Superman.)
Kermit: Superman, we’ve got the other JLA members’ numbers lined up, but I don’t see anything listed for Batman yet. You know anything he could sing?
Superman: Pffft. You kidding? Batman sing?
Kermit: You don’t think he’d be up to even one song?
Superman: Look, the guy’s a close friend and all, but I just don’t see him singing. I can hear him now. (Deep broody voice.) "I am vengeance. I am the night. I…don’t…sing!"
Batman (entering with sheet music) : Rowlf…here’s the sheet music for the song I’m going to sing.
(Kermit and Superman exchange shocked glances.)
Superman: Lemme see that. (Picks up sheet music.) …I never had you pegged as a Sondheim fan.
Batman (haughtily) : I like my musical theatre with a soupcon of intelligence, thank you very much. You boys ready? Let’s get the show on the road.
Superman (muttering) : A little Dark Knight music…
(As they head out, we see a menacing shadow creeping through the backstage area, accompanied by a familiar, chilling laugh.)
(Kermit introduces Batman. Curtain goes up to reveal him leaning on Rowlf’s piano.)
Rowlf: You know, this has always been one of my favorite songs. It’s a shame a lot of people don’t get it.
Batman: That’s because it’s always played out of context. In the show A Little Night Music, the character who sings it is an actress—hence all the references to farce, entrances, knowing her lines. She had her chance at marriage years ago with the man she realizes is the love of her life, and now that she realizes it he’s not available. It should be funny, but she’s not laughing.
Rowlf: Well, let’s see if it comes across any better with you singing it.
Batman: D flat major…and ready?
(Rowlf begins to play. Spotlight narrows on Batman, who adopts an appropriately introspective look.)
Batman: Isn’t it rich?
Are we a pair?
Me here at last on the ground,
You in midair?
Send in the clowns…
(A shadow slips along the back of the stage.)
Isn’t it bliss?
Don’t you approve?
One who keeps tearing around… (He sees the shadow and makes a move. It vanishes. He shrugs.)
One who can’t move?
Where are the clowns?
Send in the clowns!
(The curtain rustles. )
Just when I’d stopped
Opening doors… (He yanks at the curtain. Nothing.)
Finally knowing the one that I wanted was yours…
Making my entrance again with my usual flair… (Now we see a brief glimpse of a familiar, grinning face peek out from the backdrop.)
Sure of my lines… (He yanks aside the backdrop…)
No one is there. (And no one is. He shrugs. All through this he hasn’t missed a beat.)
Don’t you love farce?
My fault, I fear.
I thought that you’d want what I want…
Sorry, my dear.
But where are the clowns?
Send in the clowns!
The Joker (leaping out): Don’t bother…THEY’RE HERE!!!
(He points a gun at Rowlf. The audience gasps.)
Joker: NOBODY MOVE! Or the piano player gets it! And that goes for your friends backstage! If they so much as try anything, it’s the final curtain! Thought a little public humiliation would be perfect for you, Bats…
Statler (from above): You’re a little late for that…he already agreed to be on this show!
Statler and Waldorf: DOH, HO HO HO!!!
Joker: Funny, chaps. But first of all, this is MY song now and I’M going to be the one to sing it! You…dog! Start the song over! And remember…no funny stuff from any of you!
(Terrified, Rowlf begins the song again. The Joker launches into it, directing his lines mockingly at Batman.)
Joker: Isn’t it rich?
Are we a pair? (pinches Batman’s cheek)
Me here at last on the ground,
You in midair?
Send in the clowns!
Isn’t it bliss?
Don’t you approve?
One who keeps tearing around… (Batman attempts to make a move…)
One who CAN’T MOVE?! (The Joker trains the gun more threateningly on Rowlf.)
Where are the clowns?
Send in the clowns!
Just when I’d stopped
Opening doors
Finally knowing the one that I wanted was yours… (leers mockingly at Batman)
Making my entrance again with my usual flair… (We see Scooter quietly slip along the back. Batman nods at him meaningfully.)
Sure of my lines…
No one is there!
(With even more mockery)
Don’t you love farce?
My fault, I fear!
I thought that you’d want what I want…
Sorry, my dear! (Throwing his arm around Batman’s shoulders.)
But where are the clowns?
Send in the clowns!
Don’t bother…they’re here!
(And suddenly a sandbag lands on the Joker, sending the gun skittering from his hand. Batman pounces, rapidly tying the Joker up with the Batarang. The audience breaks into applause.)
Batman: Well done, Scooter! (He hauls the Joker to his feet. Rowlf resumes the song…)
Joker (tragically): Isn’t it rich?
Isn’t it queer?
Losing my timing this late
In my career?
…And where are the clowns?
There ought to be clowns…
Batman (mockingly): …Well…maybe next year!
(The rest of the JLA show up to haul the Joker off. Batman bows on the last note.)
So...what'd'ya think? And remember, keep some ideas coming my way!
I'm trying to hammer out an idea of the Justice League of America being on TMS, but haven't gotten it all written down yet. If anyone can think of any good songs for each individual member to do (Green Lantern and Kermit are going to duet on "Bein' Green") and one good ensemble number for the end, LMK. In the meanwhile, here's Batman's scene...
(Backstage. Rowlf running through some piano scales. Kermit approaches Superman.)
Kermit: Superman, we’ve got the other JLA members’ numbers lined up, but I don’t see anything listed for Batman yet. You know anything he could sing?
Superman: Pffft. You kidding? Batman sing?
Kermit: You don’t think he’d be up to even one song?
Superman: Look, the guy’s a close friend and all, but I just don’t see him singing. I can hear him now. (Deep broody voice.) "I am vengeance. I am the night. I…don’t…sing!"
Batman (entering with sheet music) : Rowlf…here’s the sheet music for the song I’m going to sing.
(Kermit and Superman exchange shocked glances.)
Superman: Lemme see that. (Picks up sheet music.) …I never had you pegged as a Sondheim fan.
Batman (haughtily) : I like my musical theatre with a soupcon of intelligence, thank you very much. You boys ready? Let’s get the show on the road.
Superman (muttering) : A little Dark Knight music…
(As they head out, we see a menacing shadow creeping through the backstage area, accompanied by a familiar, chilling laugh.)
(Kermit introduces Batman. Curtain goes up to reveal him leaning on Rowlf’s piano.)
Rowlf: You know, this has always been one of my favorite songs. It’s a shame a lot of people don’t get it.
Batman: That’s because it’s always played out of context. In the show A Little Night Music, the character who sings it is an actress—hence all the references to farce, entrances, knowing her lines. She had her chance at marriage years ago with the man she realizes is the love of her life, and now that she realizes it he’s not available. It should be funny, but she’s not laughing.
Rowlf: Well, let’s see if it comes across any better with you singing it.
Batman: D flat major…and ready?
(Rowlf begins to play. Spotlight narrows on Batman, who adopts an appropriately introspective look.)
Batman: Isn’t it rich?
Are we a pair?
Me here at last on the ground,
You in midair?
Send in the clowns…
(A shadow slips along the back of the stage.)
Isn’t it bliss?
Don’t you approve?
One who keeps tearing around… (He sees the shadow and makes a move. It vanishes. He shrugs.)
One who can’t move?
Where are the clowns?
Send in the clowns!
(The curtain rustles. )
Just when I’d stopped
Opening doors… (He yanks at the curtain. Nothing.)
Finally knowing the one that I wanted was yours…
Making my entrance again with my usual flair… (Now we see a brief glimpse of a familiar, grinning face peek out from the backdrop.)
Sure of my lines… (He yanks aside the backdrop…)
No one is there. (And no one is. He shrugs. All through this he hasn’t missed a beat.)
Don’t you love farce?
My fault, I fear.
I thought that you’d want what I want…
Sorry, my dear.
But where are the clowns?
Send in the clowns!
The Joker (leaping out): Don’t bother…THEY’RE HERE!!!
(He points a gun at Rowlf. The audience gasps.)
Joker: NOBODY MOVE! Or the piano player gets it! And that goes for your friends backstage! If they so much as try anything, it’s the final curtain! Thought a little public humiliation would be perfect for you, Bats…
Statler (from above): You’re a little late for that…he already agreed to be on this show!
Statler and Waldorf: DOH, HO HO HO!!!
Joker: Funny, chaps. But first of all, this is MY song now and I’M going to be the one to sing it! You…dog! Start the song over! And remember…no funny stuff from any of you!
(Terrified, Rowlf begins the song again. The Joker launches into it, directing his lines mockingly at Batman.)
Joker: Isn’t it rich?
Are we a pair? (pinches Batman’s cheek)
Me here at last on the ground,
You in midair?
Send in the clowns!
Isn’t it bliss?
Don’t you approve?
One who keeps tearing around… (Batman attempts to make a move…)
One who CAN’T MOVE?! (The Joker trains the gun more threateningly on Rowlf.)
Where are the clowns?
Send in the clowns!
Just when I’d stopped
Opening doors
Finally knowing the one that I wanted was yours… (leers mockingly at Batman)
Making my entrance again with my usual flair… (We see Scooter quietly slip along the back. Batman nods at him meaningfully.)
Sure of my lines…
No one is there!
(With even more mockery)
Don’t you love farce?
My fault, I fear!
I thought that you’d want what I want…
Sorry, my dear! (Throwing his arm around Batman’s shoulders.)
But where are the clowns?
Send in the clowns!
Don’t bother…they’re here!
(And suddenly a sandbag lands on the Joker, sending the gun skittering from his hand. Batman pounces, rapidly tying the Joker up with the Batarang. The audience breaks into applause.)
Batman: Well done, Scooter! (He hauls the Joker to his feet. Rowlf resumes the song…)
Joker (tragically): Isn’t it rich?
Isn’t it queer?
Losing my timing this late
In my career?
…And where are the clowns?
There ought to be clowns…
Batman (mockingly): …Well…maybe next year!
(The rest of the JLA show up to haul the Joker off. Batman bows on the last note.)
So...what'd'ya think? And remember, keep some ideas coming my way!