Pacific Overtures
Reciter: NIPPON! The floating kingdom. An island empire that for centuries has lived in perfect peace, undisturbed by intruders from across the sea. We have no troubles here. Here life is beautiful. The girls are beautiful. Even the orchestra is beautiful...
Kayama: I must stop the invasion of the barbarians.
Tamate: There is no other way.
Fisherman/Thief: Oh sh!t! Americans! They've come to bring Democracy...AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
Shogun: *grunt*
Shogun's mother: Have some tea, my lord. Some poisoned tea, my lord.
(Shogun dies)
Kayama/Manjiro: Why don't we put some mats on the ground where the Americans stand in the Treaty House? That way they never touch holy japanese soil.
Madam: I own a brothel. These are my prostitutes.
Men dressed as women: Hi!
Madam: Isn't Japan weird? Let's go get some American CocK...tails!
Reciter: We don't know what happened at the Treaty House...
Old Man: I was there.
Young Man: And thanks to time travel techniques, I AM there.
Warrior: So am I.
Commodore Perry: ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRR!
American Admiral: Hello!
British Admiral: Hello!
A Bunch of other Admirals: Hello!
Kayama: I'm going to sing a song about a hat, and by the end of the song I am going to be much older, and I will fully support Western Civilisation.
Manjiro: I don't like America.
Sailors: Look! A Geisha. Let's go sing a really pretty song that audiences will love, but they're going to be really disturbed because what we're really saying is that we're horny and want to have sex.
Man dressed as woman: Oh no! Father!
Father: What are you doing? I must kill you!
Sailors: But we sang a really pretty song!
(Father kills one of the sailors. Others run away)
Kayama: I really like America
Manjiro: For that you will die.
(Kayama dies)
Emperor: I know I haven't had much to say, but I've decided I like America, so the events of this play have been for nothing.
Audience: *groan*
Reciter: SO! Where are your troubles now? Forgotten?! I told you. Here life is beautiful. The girls are beautiful. Even the orchestra is beautiful. It is now 1976 and Japan is rich.
Welcome to Japan.
(Audience starts crying because the Reciter is so sad when he says these last lines)
CURTAIN
Updated On: 1/10/05 at 11:18 PM