The Wizard of Oz.
Dorothy and her friends the Scarecrow, the Tin Woodman and the Lion have asked the Wizard of Oz to grant them their dearest wishes.
The Scarecrow wants a brain, the Tin Woodman a heart, the Lion some courage, while Dorothy is longing to get back to her aunt and uncle in Kansas.
But the wizard will not make these dreams come true until the supplicants have killed the Wicked Witch of the West.
They are on their way to destroy her, but she has detected their presence in her territory.
Come on, Toto.
Come on, Lion.
Just a few more miles and we'll take a rest.
Dorothy!
Look out!
Monkeys!
Monkeys flying through the air!
Hey!
Hey!
What are you doing?
Put me down.
Where are you taking me?
No.
Not over the rocks.
No, please.
No, don't drop me.
That's dented me all over.
I'm so fat that I can barely move.
Well, have you done my bidding?
The tin man is destroyed.
The scarecrow is in the dungeon.
The lion is tied up in your yard.
This little girl we dare not harm.
Nor the dog she carries in her arms.
Let me be the judge of that.
Fire and brimstone, you're right.
The little brat bears the good Witch of the North seal of approval.
Your power over our monkey band is now ended, which gives me the opportunity to tell you what a loathsome vile horrid, objectionable woman we think you are.
I'll suck your booty, you.
Get out!
Beat it!
Scram!
Scram!
Come closer, child.
Let me see you.
Oh, those silver slippers.
Where did you get them?
In munchkin land.
The munchkins gave them to me.
Take them off.
No.
I mean, they're mine.
I don't see why I should give them to you.
Why not?
After all, they're just a pair of silly shoes.
Give them to me.
I don't think it's right to take things from people by force.
Oh, is that so?
Very well, Miss Goody-Two-Shoes.
Come with me and see that you mind everything I tell you.
If not, I'll exterminate you as I did the tin scrap heap.
This is where you live from now on.
Cleaning the pots and candles till they sparkle.
Sweeping the floor till it shines.
And keeping that fire fed with wood.
Get to work!
I'm going to have some fun with your friend, the lion.
How dare you roar at me?
I'll roar as much as I like.
Come over here and let me put this harness on you.
Come any closer and I'll bite your fingers off.
Fine.
If I can't harness you, I can starve you.
You shall have nothing to eat until you do as I wish.
Oh, woe is me.
I'm getting hungry already.
But I'll starve to death before I let that wicked witch ride upon my back.
Lion?
Are you there, Lion?
Dorothy, over here.
I'm in the cage.
I brought you some bread.
Oh, bless you.
The wicked witch has made me her kitchen slave.
Poor Dorothy better off, at least we're alive.
The flying monkeys through the tin man over a cliff.
This is the end of the road.
Lion, i'll never get back to uncle henry and nm.
Now it's okay.
Just 20 more pots and pans and we're finished.
Oh, the witch is coming.
Where is that horrible girl?
Oh, now what have I done?
Come here, girl.
There's something I want to show you.
Winkies, bring him in.
It's the scarecrow.
I thought I'd never see you again.
I was entertaining the same forlorn thoughts myself.
Take a good look at him, Miss Goody Goody.
We are going to play an Olympic game now.
It's called Pass the Torch.
Oh, no.
Please.
You...
Winky slave, give me that torch.
Yes, ma'am.
Oh, dear.
I seem to have misplaced my matches.
Now, here they are.
My, my, this torch burns brightly.
Doesn't it, Scarecrow?
You stay away from him.
It's not your place to give the orders here.
Winkies, hold that quivering heap of straw against the wall.
Oh, no, no, no.
We're gonna have a blazing good time, aren't we, Scarecrow?
Please, send me back to the dungeon.
I don't mind.
Oh, this is much more fun.
But I mustn't ignite you all at once.
We'll start with your toes, shall we?
Then your fingertips.
Then your elbows.
You vile woman!
Don't you see you're scaring him to death?
Oh, you'd like me to stop, would you, Miss Goody Goody?
Of course you must stop.
Gladly.
Give me those silver shoes.
Fine.
Here, take them.
No, Dorothy, you mustn't give them to her.
Scarecrow, she wants to torture you to death.
You mustn't give her those shoes.
They're magic shoes.
That's why she wants them.
You mustn't give them up.
You mean more to me than a pair of magic shoes?
Here, take them.
Oh, no.
I can't get them off.
You're faking.
Give me those shoes.
I want to.
Really, I do.
But they're stuck to my feet.
Drats.
The good witch of the north.
She's cast a spell on them.
Very well.
Miss Goody Goody, I haven't finished with you.
First, you'll watch the scarecrow die.
No!
No!
There!
The fire's out!
And don't you dare light that torch again!
Look!
Look what you've done!
Look what you've done!
Oh my goodness!
You're getting smaller!
Scarecrow, look!
She's shrinking!
She's shriveling up!
Damn your impulsiveness!
Now I shall melt away!
I'm very sorry!
Didn't you know water would be the end of me?
Of course not!
How should I?
You hateful girl.
You have destroyed me.
Me?
The wickedest witch that ever was.
Melted by a little girl.
A mere pipsqueak.
Well, what an end to my brilliantly evil career.
I was never your run-of-the-mill wicked witch.
Remember that?
I was stunningly malignant.
Effortlessly horrible.
Here I go.
What an end.
So many nasty deeds left undone.
Now, how about that?
She's gone.
Not a second.
Too soon.
It's all over, Toto.
I'll just mop up what's left of her, and then we'll go and tell the lion that we're no longer prisoners in this horrible fortress.
One bucket of water and the old hag melted into thin air?
That's all it took.
I would have been a bowl of cinders, a heap of ash if it weren't for Dorothy.
Dorothy, you're a genius.
Braver and wiser than all the rest of us put together.
Here come the Winkies.
We are here to salute Dorothy, who has slain the Wicked Witch.
We shall keep this day as a holiday.
Dorothy Day.
Oh, yes.
To celebrate our liberation.
I'm delighted that you're all so pleased.
Pleased?
We're delirious with happiness.
If only our friend the Tin Man were with us, I should be quite happy, too.
Oh, couldn't we rescue him?
We can try.
And we Winkers will do our best to help you.
The winged monkey threw the tin man down there, among those rocks.
I can see him.
Look.
His tin body is glinting in the sun.
Oh, poor thing.
He's all misshapen.
Don't worry, Dorothy.
We'll hoist him up.
One, two, three, four.
It's okay, pal.
The worst is over.
Are any of your people tinsmiths?
I am.
Can you straighten out those dents in him and solder him together where he's broken?
I'll use all my skill to render him as good as new.
Hear that, Tin Man?
I'm very much obliged.
They're certainly working hard in there.
The Tinsmith says it won't be long now.
Well?
Here I am, restored to my old self.
Oh, Tin Man.
Welcome back.
Welcome back, Tin Man.
It's wonderful to be back.
Now that the Wicked Witch is dead and we're all reunited, we must go back to Oz and claim his promise.
Oh, let's start for the Emerald City immediately.
I'll ring the bell and summon the guardian of the gate.
What are you folks back again?
Of course we're back.
But I thought you'd gone to visit the Wicked Witch of the West.
We did visit her.
And she let you leave freely?
She couldn't help it, for she is melted.
Now please supply us with our green spectacles, for we must see the Wizard of Oz at once.
Well, here we are again.
This waiting room is certainly familiar.
I'm surprised the Wizard has kept us waiting this time.
Here comes a soldier.
The Wizard wishes you to come back tomorrow.
Tomorrow?
That's not fair.
Have you told the wizard that we have killed the Wicked Witch of the West as he requested?
I have done, sir.
Tell the wizard that if he doesn't see us at once, we shall do something even more unexpected and desperate than kill a Wicked Witch.
Right, he's not kidding.
Very well.
You know, I don't think I've ever been so impatient to get back to Kansas.
You deserve it, Dorothy.
You've been through a lot.
The soldier's coming back.
The wizard will see you now.
Hooray!
The moment we've all been dreaming about.
Where is he?
The throne is empty.
I am Oz, the great and terrible.
Why do you seek me?
Where are you?
I am everywhere.
But to the eyes of common mortals, I am invisible.
I will now seat myself upon the throne so that you may converse with me.
The voice.
Now it's coming from the throne.
We are here to claim our promise, O Oz.
Yes.
What promise?
You promised to send me back to Kansas when the Wicked Witch was destroyed.
And you promised to give me brains.
And me a heart.
And me some courage.
Is the Wicked Witch...
Really destroyed?
Yes.
I melted her with a bucket of water.
Dear me, her son.
Well, come again tomorrow, for I must have time to think it over.
You've had plenty of time already.
We shan't wait a moment longer.
You must keep your promises to us.
If you don't, I'll roar like this.
Roar!
Toto, come here.
It's only the lion.
Please try to control your dog.
Please.
Look.
Behind that screen.
It's a man.
A little old man.
Who...
Are you?
I am Oz, the great and terrible.
But don't strike me, please.
Please don't.
And I'll do anything you want me to.
I thought Oz was a great head.
A lovely lady.
A terrible beast.
A huge ball of fire.
No, you are all wrong.
It was just me.
I have been making believe.
Making believe?
Are you not a great wizard?
Hush, my dear.
Don't speak so loud or you'll be overheard and I should be ruined.
I'm supposed to be a great wizard.
Well, aren't you?
Oh, not a bit of it, my dear.
I'm just a common man.
You're more than that.
You're a humbug.
Exactly so.
I am a humbug.
But this is terrible.
Oh, it was a great mistake my ever letting you into the throne room.
Usually I won't even see my subjects, and so they believe I am something terrible.
But I don't understand.
How was it that you appeared to me as a great head?
That was one of my tricks.
Step this way, please, and I'll tell you all about it.
You see, there is the great head you saw, made out of many thicknesses of paper and with a carefully painted face.
Huh.
Doesn't look at all frightening, lying in the corner like that.
No.
But what about the voice?
Oh, I'm a professional ventriloquist, so I can throw the sound of my voice wherever I wish.
That's why you thought it was coming out of the head.
You ought to be ashamed of yourself for being such a fraud.
Yes, I am.
I certainly am, but it was the only thing I could do.
Sit down, please.
There are plenty of chairs, and I'll tell you my story.
Very loud.
I was born in Omaha.
Why, that isn't very far from Kansas.
Yes, that's true.
When I grew up, I became a ventriloquist.
I was very well trained by a great master.
I can imitate any kind of bird or beast.
But after a time, I tired of that.
I became a balloonist.
Well, one day, I went up in a balloon and the ropes got twisted so that I couldn't come down again.
It went way up above the clouds, so far that a current of air struck it and carried it many, many miles away.
Were you scared?
Oh, I was petrified.
For a day and a night I traveled through the air, and on the morning of the second day I awoke and found the balloon coming down gradually over a strange and beautiful country.
I wasn't hurt a bit.
And The strange people below who saw me descend from the clouds well, they thought I was a great wizard.
But you tried to explain that you were no such thing.
Eh...
No, no, I let them believe I was a wizard, because they promised to do anything I wished.
Just to amuse myself.
I ordered them to build this city and my palace, and they did it all willingly and well.
Then I thought, as the country was so green, I would call it the Emerald City.
To make the name fit better, I put green spectacles on all the people so that everything they saw would look green.
And have you been shut up in this palace for many years?
Oh, I was a young man when the balloon brought me here.
And now I am a very old man.
But why stay cooped up here all this time?
Why didn't you leave?
I was greatly afraid of the Wicked Witches.
You can imagine how pleased I was when I heard that your house had fallen on the Wicked Witch of the East.
When you came to me, I was willing to promise anything if you would only do away with the other witch.
But now that you have melted her, I'm ashamed to say that...
I'm unable to keep my side of the bargain.
What?
I think you are a very bad man.
Oh, no, my dear.
I'm a very good man.
I'm just a very bad wizard.
Do you mean that you can't give me brains?
Brains?
You don't need them.
No, you're learning something new every day.
Think about it.
A baby has brains but doesn't know much.
Experience is the only thing that brings knowledge.
That may be true, but I should like a full set of brains all the same.
No.
Well, come to me tomorrow, and I will stuff your head with brains.
What about my heart?
Oh, why, as for that, I think you're misguided to want a heart.
Hearts make people desperately unhappy.
Well, that must be a matter of opinion.
For my part, I'll bear all the unhappiness without a murmur.
Oh, very well.
Come to me tomorrow, and you shall have a heart.
Now, what about my courage?
You don't need courage.
You need confidence in yourself.
True courage means facing danger when you're afraid, and that kind of courage you have in plenty.
Perhaps I have, but I'm scared just the same, and I won't be happy until you give me a dose of old-fashioned courage, the sort that makes me forget, I'm afraid.
Oh.
Very well.
I will give you that sort of courage tomorrow.
As for me, all I'm asking for is a way back to Kansas.
Leave it with me, my dear.
It will get you home somehow.
Now, there's only one thing I ask in return for my help.
You must keep my secret and tell no one that I'm a humbug.
Our lips are sealed.
Today is the day when all our dreams come true.
I get my heart.
And I my courage.
And I my brains.
I've always liked you as you were, Scarecrow.
It's kind of you to feel affection for a witless Scarecrow.
But you'll think more of me when you hear the splendid thoughts my new brain has got to churn out.
The Great Wizard will see you now.
The Scarecrow first.
Ah, now then, Scarecrow, what can I do for you?
Some brains, please.
Ah, right, brains.
Sit down in that chair.
You must excuse me for removing your head, but I have to in order to put your brains in their proper place.
I quite understand.
Ah!
Now let me see.
A measure of bran mixed liberally amongst the stuffing and some pins and needles to hold the mixture in place and refasten the head.
Hereafter you will be a clever man, for I have given you a lot of brand new brains.
I thank you.
I thank you?
Most logically and intelligently.
He did it.
I've got my brains.
How do you feel, Scarecrow?
Very wise indeed.
Why are those pins and needles sticking out of your head?
That's proof that he is really sharp.
Now it's my turn to visit Oz and get my heart.
Good luck, Tin Man.
Thank you.
Good morning to you, Tin Man.
I have come for my heart.
Very well.
I shall have to cut a hole in your breast so I can insert your heart in the right place.
I hope it won't hurt you.
Don't worry.
I shan't feel a thing.
Very well.
There we go.
Pull that back.
There.
Here is your heart.
I trust it's sturdy enough.
Oh.
It is indeed, with a nice steady beat.
But, um, is it a kind heart?
Oh, very.
I'll just close you up again.
Now you have a heart that any man might be proud of.
Oh, I'm very grateful to you.
Indeed, I find myself suddenly so overwhelmed with feeling.
Hardly express myself.
Oh, there, there.
Stout fellow.
No need to say anything more.
Just send in the lion.
Yes, right.
I have come for my courage.
Very well.
I have it here in this bowl.
Go on, drink.
Uh, what is it?
Well, once it's inside you, it'll be courage.
You know, of course, that courage is always inside one.
Therefore, this liquid can't really be called courage until after you have swallowed it.
If you wish to feel brave, I'd advise you to drink it as soon as possible.
I'll drink it.
I'll drink it.
How do you feel now?
Full of courage.
Indefatigable.
Raring to go.
Excellent.
Let's join your friends.
Is everyone happy now?
Definitely.
There are wonderful thoughts in my head.
When I move around, I can feel my heart ticking in my chest.
As for me, I'm afraid of nothing on Earth.
I would gladly face an army of men, a dozen of the fiercest Kalidas, the wickedest of the wicked witches.
Excellent, excellent.
Wait a minute.
What about Dorothy?
I imagine it's even beyond a wizard's power to make my dream come true.
Not so, my child.
When I came to this country, it was in a balloon.
You also came through the air, being carried by a cyclone.
So I believe the best way to get across the desert Excellent.
If it won't float, your balloon will be useless.
But there's another way to make it float, which is to fill it with hot air.
Hot air isn't as good as gas, for if the air should get cold, the balloon would come down in the desert and we should be lost.
We?
Are you going with me?
Oh, yes, of course.
I'm tired of being a humbug.
I have to stay shut up in these rooms all day, and it gets tiresome.
I'd much rather go back to Kansas with you and be in a circus again.
I shall be glad to have your company.
Thank you.
Citizens of Emerald City, gather round, please gather round.
I am now about to depart in order to consult with my fellow wizards and wizardesses in far-off lands.
While I am gone, the Scarecrow, a man of remarkable wisdom and intelligence, will rule over you.
I command you to obey him as you would me.
Come on, Dorothy.
Hurry up and get on board before this blasted thing flies away.
I can't find Toto anywhere.
There he is.
Toto!
Come here at once!
Hurry up!
The darn thing's rising!
Toto!
Oh, no!
Come back!
Wizard, come back!
I have to go, too!
I can't come back!
I haven't a clue where to stop it!
Goodbye!
Goodbye!
Goodbye!
Goodbye.
There he goes.
Who'd have thought that old balloon could move so fast?
I'll never get home now.
Don't cry, Dorothy.
Just think.
This palace and the whole of the Emerald City belongs to us.
But I can't live here.
I have to get back to Kansas.
Aunt Em and Uncle Henry must be worried something terrible by now.
In that case, we must get you home.
Scarecrow, any ideas?
No.
Send for the soldier!
Send for the soldier!
I am here, I was an intelligent ruler.
Soldier, we need some advice.
This little girl, Dorothy, wishes to cross the desert.
How can she do so?
Oh, well, she can, yes.
She can... No, yes, she could...
I've no idea, for nobody has ever crossed the desert unless it is the great Oz himself.
Is there no one who can help me?
Oh, now, let's see.
Oh, Glinda might.
Who is Glinda?
Oh, the good witch of the south.
She's the most powerful of all the witches.
Her castle stands on the edge of the desert, so she may know a way to cross it.
How can I get to her castle?
You don't have to, for here she comes.
Oh.
Oh!
What a beautiful witch she is!
My name is Glinda.
How did you know?
We wanted to see you.
That was due to my good witch's intuition.
Now, what can I do for you, child?
Well, my greatest wish is to get back to Kansas, for Aunt Em will surely think something dreadful has happened to me and that will make her stop working and go into mourning.
And unless the crops are better this year, which I doubt, I am sure Uncle Henry can't afford it.
Your silver shoes.
What about them?
They'll carry you over the desert.
If you had known about their power, you could have returned to your Aunt Em the very first day you landed in Oz.
If I had...
I should never have met the scarecrow and the tin man and the lion.
The silver shoes have wonderful powers.
They can carry you to any place in the world in three steps, and each step can be made in the twinkling of an eye.
All you have to do is to knock the heels together three times and command the shoes to carry you wherever you wish to go.
If that is so, I'll ask them to carry me back to Kansas at once.
I guess that means it's time to say goodbye.
I'm afraid so.
Goodbye, lion.
I'm too choked up to say much.
Be brave.
There's a deer.
Tinwood men.
Oh, my.
You're weeping so much you rust every joint.
What do my joints matter when my heart is breaking?
Goodbye, scarecrow.
We certainly had our adventures.
You take care of yourself, Dorothy.
We'll never forget you.
I'll think of you all every day.
Are you ready now?
I'm ready.
Say goodbye, Toto.
Simply tuck your heels together three times and make your wish.
Take me home to Aunt Em.
Goodness gracious.
Toto, we're in Kansas.
We're back in Kansas.
There's Uncle Henry milking the cows in the yard.
And there's the new farmhouse he must have built after the cyclone.
And there's Auntie Em.
She's come out of the house to water the cabbages.
Auntie Em!
Auntie Em!
Oh, my darling child.
Where in the world did you come from?
From the land of Oz.
Huh?
And here's Toto, safe and well.
Oh, N.E.M., I had some marvelous adventures.
Some of it was scary, but most of it was beautiful.
And I made some extraordinary friends.
Someday I'll take you there, and Uncle Henry, too.
Oh, N.E.M., wait till you see it with your own eyes.
There's no place like Oz.
The End.
In the final episode of The Wizard of Oz by L Frank Baum, Dorothy was played by Barbara Barnes, the Scarecrow by Philip Franks, the Tin Man by Patrick Barlow and the Lion by Bradley Lavelle.
The Wizard of Oz was Carrie Shale, the Wicked Witch Maureen Lipman, Toto David Holt and the Guardian of the Gate, Peter Yap.
Glinda was played by Jilly Bond, The Monkey King by Michael Tudor Barnes and Aunt Em by Eva Stewart.
The Wizard of Oz was dramatized by Marcy Gahan, with original music composed and performed by Dominique Legendre.
The director was Sally Avins.
