Duke Dagon is visiting Court, but no one can stand him. Not only is he planning to usurp the throne, but he cheats at Tiddlywinks. The King has suffered memory loss from a recent injury, so the Queen hatches a plan to make Dagon think he is reliving the same day over and over again so that, eventually, Dagon will reveal his plot to overthrow the King. As the madrigal dinner keeps repeating, Dagon gets crazier, with hilarious consequences. Some fun audience interaction with this madrigal script and lots of laughs.
Cast size: 3 Male, 2 Female, 1 M/F, Extras
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*** The Queen has an idea for revealing Dagon’s plot:
TOWN CRIER: If the king could only hear what Duke Dagon says behind his back, then Duke Dagon would be out of his job, and we’d all be much happier.
QUEEN: I have an idea. You heard about the king’s accident?
TOWN CRIER: Tragic.
FIONA: And the trebuchet?
QUEEN: Fractured. It’s being used in the bonfire tonight.
TOWN CRIER: The king’s helmet?
QUEEN: Smashed. It is being used for a spittoon tonight.
JESTER: The armadillo?
QUEEN: Had to be put down. It is the side dish tonight.
FIONA: But the king is recovering?
QUEEN: Yes, but his memory has been affected. Every time he sleeps, even for a nap, he forgets all that has befallen during his waking moments.
JESTER: Almost like he’s living the same day over and over.
QUEEN: But Duke Dagon doesn’t know this about the king. He hasn’t been here since the autumn harvest. What if Duke Dagon thought he really was living the same day over and over?
*** So, Dagon keeps reliving the same day, thanks to the help of the Court:
QUEEN: Fiona, where is Duke Dagon?
FIONA: He just ran out; I hope he’s not ill.
DAGON: (Enters shaken.) Sorry I’m late, my king. I was . . . delayed.
KING: Dagon! So good to see you! We are just eating the first course.
DAGON: The first course? Still?
KING: Come, join us. (DAGON takes a seat at the head table.)
(BRASS FANFARE. The Boar’s Head is now brought in by PAGES and presented at the Head Table. SINGERS sing The Boar’s Head Carol.)
DAGON: How many times must I hear that song?
QUEEN: But they’ve only sung it once, Duke Dagon.
KING: Servants, bring us more ale! (SERVANT& FIONA enter and pour more ale. FIONA spills ale on DUKE DAGON.)
FIONA: Oops, so sorry, Duke Dagon!
DAGON: Are you? Are you?!
KING: Dagon, I just read this wonderful joke this morning at breakfast. (Takes out joke book and begins to read).
DAGON: Orange.
KING: What?
DAGON: (In one breath.) Knock-knock, who’s there, banana, banana who, knock-knock, who’s there, banana, banana who, knock-knock, who’s there, banana, banana who, knock-knock, who’s there, orange, orange who, orange you glad I didn’t say banana?
KING: Oh, so you’ve heard that one already? Well, you didn’t have to ruin the punch line. Spoil sport. It just tickled me this morning. See—
DAGON: Orange is a pun, so it sounds like I’m saying “aren’t you,” but I’m also saying a fruit.
KING: (Pauses, confused.) Quite. (KING looks into audience to Nasty Nate’s table.) I do say, is that Nasty –
DAGON: Nate the Pirate?
QUEEN: Where? I do not see him.
KING: I thought—
DAGON: You banished him from the court?
KING: I did. Does he—
DAGON: Defy you? Guards! (GUARDS enter, go to table, and stand on each side of audience member. KING stands.)
KING: Nasty Nate, you –
DAGON: Villian!
KING: Dagon, what has gotten into you?
DAGON: If you look closer, my king, you’ll notice that this man has no peg leg, hook, or swashbuckality what-so-ever.
KING: That’s right. He must be—
DAGON: Lord Orville.
KING: How do you know all of this, Dagon?
DAGON: This is the third time you’ve tried to arrest him!
KING: Nonsense, sir. We just got here!
QUEEN: My lord, have you forgotten?
KING: Forgotten what?
DAGON: It’s your birthday. For the third time.
QUEEN: Why, yes it is! (Everyone takes out wrapped presents except DAGON.)
KING: I can’t believe you remembered! This is such a surprise! I can’t believe everyone— (Looks down the table.) Ah, Dagon. I see you have forgotten my birthday. Again.
DAGON: I’m guessing you have no recollection of a signed tunic by Lancelot?
KING: You got me a signed tunic? You shouldn’t have! I love that guy! (Pausing.) So, where is it?
DAGON: (Exhausted.) Let me go get it. One moment. (Exits. Lights down on head table. DAGON re-enters and goes back to “LANCELOT’S” table.) Hey you, Lancey. I need you to sign something. (Pulls out a shield.) That should shut the Jester up. Sign the shield. We’ll keep this simple, with very small words. “To King. Me like you.” (Waits for audience member to write.) If all goes well, when I become king, I won’t banish you to (Name of local area you want to make fun of here.) How do you like them apples, Mr. Funny Britches? (Grabs shield, stuffs in large gift bag, and runs back to the stage. Lights up on head table.)
KING: Dagon! Guess what the Queen got me!
DAGON: Yeah, yeah, mittens. Boring.
TOWN CRIER: (Enters.) Hey, anyone own a blue carriage? License plate “Chillin”?
DAGON: Mine.
TOWN CRIER: You double parked –
DAGON: In a handicapped zone. But my carriage is in the moat now.
TOWN CRIER: What are you talking about? Are you mocking our castle guards? That’s it, I’m writing two tickets . . .
DAGON: (Grabs ticket pad from TOWN CRIER and chucks it off stage.)
TOWN CRIER: What do you think you’re doing?
FIONA: (Runs in breathless.) Anyone own a blue carriage? License plate “Chillin”?
DAGON: Chillin’ in the moat?
FIONA: How did you know?
KING: Dagon, is that my birthday gift in your hand?
DAGON: Yes, sire.
KING: Ooh, let me see! (Dagon hands him gift bag. KING opens it.)
DAGON: And it’s autographed by Lancelot himself.
KING: Really? (Reads.) “Dagon is a jerk”? I wonder what that means.
DAGON: Oh nothing. Probably just a slogan. (Looks out into audience at “LANCELOT,” and slides his finger across his throat with the “you’re dead” expression.)
KING: Well, this is great, Dagon! I absolutely love it! Best gift, hands down.
JESTER: (Enters with big box.) I got you a gift, too, your highness!
KING: (Takes box and opens it.) Why thank you, Jester. What is this? Signed pillow by Lancelot. Well, that’s nice, Jester, but . . .
JESTER: That’s not all, I got you this. (Takes box and sets it on the floor. Grabs another big box.)
KING: (Opens gift.) A signed copy of Jousting for Dummies. Well, that’s nice Jester, but . . .
JESTER: That’s not all, I also got you this. (Takes box and sets it on the floor. Grabs another big box.)
KING: What is this? An original, mint condition, Lancelot diary—
JESTER: Journal, actually.
KING: Of course. And signed by Lancelot himself! Shut the drawbridge! There’s only two of these in the world!
JESTER: And that’s not all. (Hands KING another box.)
KING: A Lancelot doll!
JESTER: Collectable action figure, actually.
KING: But the doll has long locks, pink clothes, unicorns … (ALL except KING look out into the audience at “LANCELOT.”)
TOWN CRIER: Yep, that describes Lancelot.
KING: I love it, Jester.
JESTER: Anything for my favorite king. (Sets third box on the floor.)
FIONA: (Enters.) More ale Duke Dagon? (Spill a little into his lap.) Whoops.
DAGON: I can’t take this anymore!
KING: Thank you all for all your gifts, but especially the Jester! I will sleep with that diary and doll– (Looks at JESTER.) I mean, journal and collectable action figure every night. I’ll never wash them! Best gift ever, Jester! Way better than Dagon’s!
DAGON: (Furious.) I’ve got to get out of here! (Exits quickly, but halts before the first box. Looks at JESTER as he exits but trips over the other gift boxes in the process. Flies to the floor. COURT begins to laugh.)
QUEEN: Gracious, Dagon. Are you all right?
DAGON: (Gets up.) AHHHH! (Picks up boxes and starts throwing them.) AHHH! (Exits then returns. Pushes JESTER who flies to the floor.) Out of my way! (Exits.)
