Act I Scene 2. The River Bank. Enter JINGLI, rod on shoulder, reading a book. He stops, still reading,]
JINGLI; In oysters, any piece of grit Grows a pearl to cushion it. I've a nasty nagging wife. Where's the pearl within my life? [Sighs, returns to book.
Enter minstrel SING-SONG, studies JINGLI]
SING-SONG[to audience] ; If he was smaller, he’d make a great garden gnome. Jingli! [pokes JINGLI] Wakey wakey! Rise and shine!
JINGLI [absently]; Yes, dear?
SING SONG [to audience]; I could sympathise with YON YIN, sometimes. Just sometimes... Oy, wake up, JINGLI, how many fish have you got?
JINGLI [blankly]; Fish?
SING-SONG; Fish.
JINGLI; Oh, fish! Er - [looks round vaguely]
SING-SONG [takes book, gives JINGLI rod]; Here. Go and cast into the pool. To catch a fish for DO RE MI's wedding. Your daughter, remember? While I practise for the wedding! [JINGLI casts; SING-SONG sings comic song of love.] Well, once they've had a few cups of saki... [Sits down, starts to read, falls asleep. JINGLI steals book, starts to read.
Enter RA BA JIN and FA TED]
FA TED; Dad! I’m tired, dad. Where we going, dad? Wish we’d stayed in Tee Vee. We did well there, dad.
RA BA JIN; Until you informed the punters that we had no prizes for our raffles. A nice little income, while it lasted. [Hits him on head with stick]
FA TED; I didn't know we should have real prizes, dad! You just told me to sell tickets.
RA BA JIN [Hits him on head]; FA TED, my dearly beloved son, I beg you to refrain from disputation - keep your big flappy gob shut! Or your venerable papa will be sadly constrained to discompopulate you.
FA TED; Eh? What? [RA BA JIN hits him] Ow! What we gonna do, dad?
RA BA JIN; Not what, dear boy. Who.
FA TED; Okay, who we gonna do, dad? I’m starving, dad. If I don't get something soon, I’ll collapse.
RA BA JIN; Of course you will. I always knew you had it in you, my boy!
FA TED; What, dad?
RA BA JIN; You fall ill, and we bum off the local yokels – I mean ask for hospitality till you recover. Simple genius! [looks at him] Well – simple. That's my boy!
FA TED; But there's nothing wrong with me, dad!
RA BA JIN; Yet. Wait there, and don't say a word. [Goes over to JINGLI] Honourable sir, may I request a moment of your valuable time? Sir? Sir?
JINGLI [absently]; Yes dear?
RA BA JIN: Dear? [Shrugs] My name is Ra Ba Jin. My son Fa Ted is unwell. Sir?
JINGLI; Yes dear?
RA BA JIN; Sir? [Touches JINGLI's shoulder; JINGLI scratches vaguely, returns to book] Sir? Yoohoo! [ to FA TED] The village idiot, obviously. Don't you agree? Well? Cat got your tongue?
FA TED; You said I wasn't to say a word, dad.
RA BA JIN [hits him. Points to SING-SONG]; We'll try that one.
FA TED; Can I do it, dad? Please? Go on, dad, let me, dad.
RA BA JIN; That's my boy!
FA TED [winds up leg, kicks SING-SONG]; Hey, you!
RA BA JIN; [Hits him] Not like that!
SING-SONG; Hey!
RA BA JIN; My deepest apologies, young sir.
JINGLI [tugging line, shouts]; Hey! Help!
RA BA JIN; What's wrong with the idiot?
SING-SONG; He’s got a fish. Hang on, Jingli! [They all help haul] It's a big one!
FA TED; It's a whopper!
RA BA JIN; It's a dragon! [Enter Silver Dragon, with hook in horns.]
DRAGON; I am the Silver Dragon, guardian of this river. I shall turn whoever did this into a lobster. Who was it?
RA BA JIN and FA TED [pointing at JINGLI]; Him! [They hide]
DRAGON; You, fisherman? You were responsible for this outrage?
JINGLI; I’m afraid so, your – your dragonship. [DRAGON raises head, about to roar] Excuse me, if you'll wait just a moment I can get the hook out, and you can turn me into a lobster afterwards, sir –
DRAGON; Sir? Don’t you know anything about dragons? Can’t you see I’m a lady?
JINGLI; Sorry, miss – missus - madam - my lady - er... Down a bit more, dear - I mean your dragonladyship. It hasn't scratched your scales, has it? There, that's it out. What a nasty shock for you, dear. You sit down and I’ll read you some poetry, and you can turn me into a lobster when you’re calmer.
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