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Episode 3: I Believe[]
Here’s what you missed on glee,[]
Sue, Roz, and Schue all agreed on Spring Awakening for this year’s musical and some of the girls actually took the time to get in touch with their character while others auditioned out of jealousy. Meanwhile Luke and Natalie aren’t the only couple having trouble in their relationship; Adam never invited Jeff over to meet his dad despite dating for about three months. So Jeff went over on his own terms and accidentally outed Adam to his dad, which caused his dad to react violently, as well as throwing him out the house. The next day Jeff was so upset he insulted Mr. Shue and said that he was just tired. During a talk between him and Shirley, Adam came to school to talk to him and Jeff found out that he no longer has a home so Shirley insisted that he should live her. Last but not least Mr. Schue said that there would be a guest director helping them out. And that’s what you missed on glee.
A few weeks later.[]
(In the auditorium the girls are practicing a song for the play.)
Mama Who Bore Me (Reprise)[]
Mama who bore me
Mama who gave me
Reprise
Mama the angels
Who made me so sad
So pray that one day
Christ will come a'-callin'
They light a candle
And hope that it glows
And some just lie there
Crying for him to come and find them
But when he comes they don't know how to go
Mama!
Girls voice: No stop, stop, just stop!
Bon’Quisha: Now what? This is the fifth time you stopped us this week.
(Just then the light hits the audience and we see none other than Rachel Berry.)
Rachel: My ears are bleeding you have no passion girls. For God sake, just because you girls are rich brats doesn’t mean that you can’t have any angst.
Samantha: Um, I’m not rich.
Bon’Quisha: And I’m a juvie brat.
Rachel: Don’t interrupt me! Anyways, channel it. (Grabs the mic from Camille.) This is a song about your mother who’s been lying to you about sex and it pisses you off. But you are all teenagers and I know you hate your mother. I mean I wouldn’t really know that as I have two gay dads and my birth mother and I have a weird relationship, I mean the last time I saw her was at the opening of Spring Awakening. Anyways, use that anger you have.
Melanie: Why don’t you show us?
(All the girls agree as well as the guys in the audience.)
Rachel: Hit it piano man.
Mama who bore me
Mama Who Bore Me Reprise
Mama who gave me
Mama the angels
Who made me so sad
Mama who bore me
Mama who gave me
No way to handle things
Who made me so sad
Mama, the weeping
Mama, the angels
No sleep in Heaven, or Bethlehem
Some pray that one day
Christ will come a'-callin'
They light a candle
And hope that it glows
And some just lie there
Crying for him to come and find them
But when he comes they don't know how to go
Mama who bore me
Mama who gave me
Mama the angels
Who made me so bad
Mama, the weeping
Mama, the angels
No sleep in Heaven, or Bethlehem
Everyone cheers and hollers.
(Rachel gives Camille back the mic.)
Camille: You were incredible.
Rachel: Thank you, and you will too, you just need to practice.
Camille: Thank you.
Rachel: If you ever need help just ask. See you later.
Luke: Well that was interesting.
Camille: I sucked, she pretty much told me that.
Luke: Like she said you just need practice. Speaking of practice when are we going to work on our intimate scene.
Camille: When Natalie is ok with it. She’s still really pissed off after she found out that Wendla and Melchior have sex.
Flashback.[]
Natalie: Hey Curls! If you have sex with my man I will end you!
Camille: So you finally found out.
Natalie: I only auditioned just to make sure I still have Luke.
Camille: I’m not trying to ruin your relationship; you are by not trusting him.
Natalie: I don’t want you having sex with him!
Camille: Um, it’s in the script. Anyways Wendla and Melchior are having sex; Luke is not putting anything inside me. It’s all acting honey.
Natalie: Still!
Back to reality.[]
Luke: Yeah I know, I need to talk to her. But I really want that scene as perfect as we can get it since we do have to practice it tomorrow.
Camille: Ok, my mom won’t be home tonight so if your psycho girlfriend will let you off your leash call me.
Luke: Sweet. I’ll do that right now.
Rachel (VO): William McKinley High School, it’s been quite some time since I’ve walked these hallways and yet it feels like just yesterday I was a Sophomore about to sign up for Glee Club. On My Way, from Les Mis, the song that set me on my own way to where I am now. I guess there are a lot of people I should thank, especially Finn if he hadn’t set me free I would probably be somewhere else, but I can't thank him. I mean he broke up with me on the day we were supposed to be married, but that’s not why I can't thank him. The truth is I have no idea where he could be, he’s in the military and he could be anywhere by now. But there is one person I need to start repaying, Mr. Schuster, he’s always been there for me despite trying to sabotage me by never letting me shine but thanks to him I wouldn’t have that ambition and wouldn’t have found myself playing Wendla in my Spring Awakening, a role that I know I was destined to play. So now that I’m here, helping him with this play, I need to do anything I can to thank him for all he’s done.
In the teacher’s lounge.[]
Mr. Schue: Rachel, it’s so great to have you here, helping us. I know you said before that it was too soon to be a director but-
Rachel: You know Mr. Schue, a lot has happened between then and now but when I found out you guys were going to do Spring Awakening I immediately cleared my schedule and decided to take the responsibility of being director. That show gave me my first break and I want to make sure it is done right. I’m just surprised Figgins would allow it considering how he was about Rocky Horror.
Mr. Schue: I was worried about that too but he just said that as this is his last year as principal he wouldn’t question it. Plus he said he is a fan of the show. As long as there is no explicit nudity we should be fine.
Rachel: Well it’s a good thing Camille is a little concerned about her body but not worried about the sex scene, which will take place mostly behind the curtain.
Mr. Schue: I don’t know how to thank you for all of this.
Rachel: I think I should think of a way to thank you for helping me be the person I am today. You played a huge impact and it’s not like I didn’t have a lot of guys in my life to look up to, but as far as my straight male idols go, you will always be number 1. Well anyways I got a lot of work to do, the stage manager is really lacking and the background girls are not working but it will be hard teaching them as I’m normally in the front not the back.
(Mr. Schue laughs.)
Bell rings.[]
Luke: Hey Nat, listen I can’t hang out tonight I-
Natalie: You are going to see that little thing.
Luke (upset): Her name is CAMILLE!
Natalie: Whatever, I don’t want you around her.
Luke: Why cause she’s nice and she listen’s to me?
Natalie: Luke, not right now.
Luke (furious): No now is the time. What about her do you not like? Huh, tell me.
Natalie: She, she’s better then me.
Luke (confused): What?
Natalie (tears in her eyes): She’s better than me. I could tell before I even heard her sing. I’m jealous of her talent it’s far better than mine.
Luke: You know that’s not true.
Natalie: You know for someone who wanted to know you sure are having a hard time believing.
Luke: That’s because I know you and you would never say anything like that. You are so talented, one of the most talented girls at this school, heck even the state. You led the Troubletones to Nationals last year as a freshman and guess what, you won.
Natalie: Yeah, last year. Camille is the star this year I just know it. I can see it in Mr. Schue’s eyes.
Luke: Look; maybe Camille can do things you can't-
Natalie: Hey!
Luke: But the only difference between you two is that you, Natalie Sheets, are a diva. Camille isn’t. You are the most confident person I know. And besides, you have me.
Natalie: You really think that?
Luke: I do.
Natalie: Thanks, but I’m still going to try and make Camille’s life hell, but not as bad as I normally do.
Luke: I never said you should stop but at least tone it down.
Natalie: What was it that you wanted?
Luke: I’m helping Mark tonight with our scenes and I have to cancel on our pottery class.
Natalie: That’s fine, go ahead. I didn’t want to go anyways.
Luke: Thank you. (Kisses her on the lips.) Call you later.
(Luke leaves and sees and gives Mark a high five.)
Luke: Hey Mark if Nat asks, I’m with you tonight.
Mark: What?
Luke: I used some of what you taught me and I am Natalie-free this week to do whatever I want and I’m planning on rehearsing with Camille tonight but I said I was with you, so you’re gonna have to cover for me.
Mark: It’s about time. Haha, sure I’ll cover for you just as long as you know what you are getting yourself into.
Luke: Hopefully. See you around. Lunch tomorrow? And I’ll call you when I’m done.
Mark: All right, I’ll be waiting, (singsong) have fun.
Luke: Trust me I will.
Camille’s house. []
Camille: So-?
Luke: So. This is a little awkward isn’t it?
Camille: A little. I mean I’ve never been in a relationship before nor had sex.
Luke: Hey, I’m a virgin too we’ll figure it out. Rachel told us how to do it-
Camille: She gave me a detailed instruction manual on the art of stage sex-
Luke: All we have to do is look this stuff up and just practice. We have great chemistry and tension that it will be easy to portray.
Camille: You are right, do you want to start now?
Luke: I guess. I’ll get the music ready.
Camille: Ok, we’ll start at “Won’t you come into the meadow?”
Luke: Ok.
(Camille kneels beside Luke.)
Camille (as Wendla): Won’t you come out to the meadow now, Melchior? It’s dark in here, and stuffy. We can run through the rain—get soaked to the skin—and not even care.
Luke (as Melchior): Forgive me . . .
Wendla: It was me. All me.
(Camille cradles his head on her breast.)
Melchior: I can hear your heart beat, Wendla.
(Luke reaches to kiss Camille and Camille laughs.)
Camille: I’m sorry I didn’t mean to laugh.
Luke: It’s ok. Are you good? We can slow it down.
Camille: No, I’m good. I can do this.
(Camille takes a deep breath. Luke reaches to kiss Camille again.)
Camille (as Wendla): Oh Melchi— (Then, hesitating.) I don’t know.
Luke (as Melchior, cradling her head on his breast): No matter where I am, I hear it, beating . . .
Wendla: And I hear yours.
(Luke leans close and starts giggling.)
Luke: I’m sorry. My bad, I think this is just a little too funny.
Camille (mocking Luke): We can slow it down.
Luke: Hey, at least I was trying to be considerate.
Camille: I know. I guess we both are trying to get used to this.
Luke: True, ok give me a minute. (Takes a deep breath.) All right I’m good, you?
Camille: Yeah.
(Luke leans close, kisses Camille.)
Camille (as Wendla): Melchior . . .
(He kisses her again. Presses his body onto hers.)
No—wait—no—
Luke (as Melchior): Wendla . . .
Wendla: Wait—stop. I can’t. We’re not supposed to.
Melchior: What? (No response.) Not supposed to what? Love? I don’t know—is there such a thing? I hear your heart . . .
(Gospel-tinged music with a modern groove begins. The following scene switches from Camille’s room to the Auditorium. The Boys and Girls are revealed, gathered in quiet chorus.)
. . . I feel you breathing—everywhere—the rain, the hay . . . Please. Please, Wendla.
(He presses himself forward. Kisses her.)
Boys and Girls (quietly in the Auditorium)
I believe,
I Believe
I believe,
I believe,
Oh I believe.
All will be forgiven—I believe.
(The song continues under, growing in intensity, for the rest of the scene.)
Wendla (in Camille’s room): Melchi, no—it just—it’s . . .
Melchior: What? Sinful?
Wendla: No. I don’t know . . .
Melchior: Then, why? Because it’s good? (No response.) Because it makes us “feel” something?
(Wendla considers, then suddenly reaches and pulls Melchior to her. She kisses him. He holds her, and gently helps her lie back.)
I Believe[]
Boys and Girls (in the Auditorium):
I believe,
I believe,
I believe,
Oh I believe.
All will be forgiven—I believe.
I believe,
I believe,
Oh I believe.
There is love in Heaven-I believe.
Melchior (in Camille’s room): Don’t be scared.
(Wendla hesitates, then nods. Melchior kisses her. Touches her breast.)
Wendla: No,
Melchior: Please--
Wendla: Don’t. It . . .
Melchior: What?
(Wendla takes his hand, places it back on her breast.)
Boys and Girls (in the Auditorium):
I believe,
I believe,
Oh I believe.
There is love in Heaven-I believe.
I believe,
I believe,
I believe,
Oh I believe.
All will be forgiven-I believe.
(Melchior starts to unbutton Wendla’s dress. He gently reaches up her legs.)
Wendla (in Camille’s room): Wait . . .
Melchior: It’s just me. (Off her look; reassuring her) It’s just me.
Boys and Girls (in the Auditorium):
I believe,''
I believe,'' 'I believe,
Oh I believe,''
There is love in Heaven.' '
All will be forgiven.''
There is love in Heaven.''
All will be forgiven.''
I believe . . .
There is love in Heaven.''
I believe . . .
All will be forgiven.''
I believe . . .
There is love in Heaven.''
I believe . . .
All will be forgiven.''
I believe . . .
There is love in Heaven.''
I believe . . .
All will be forgiven.''
(Melchior reaches inside Wendla’s undergarments, strokes her gently.)
Wendla (in Camille’s room): Now, there—now, that’s . . .
Melchior: Yes . . . ?
Wendla: Yes.
(As the song continues, Melchior climbs on top of Wendla, lowers his pants.)
Boys and Girls (in the Auditorium):
I believe . . .
There is love in Heaven.''
I believe . . .
All will be forgiven.''
Boys and Girls (in the Auditorium):
I believe . . .
There is love in Heaven. (Other Girls: Peace and joy be with)
I believe . . . (OG: them . . .)
All will be forgiven.''
I believe . . .
There is love in Heaven.''
I believe . . . (Harmony and Wisdom . . .)
All will be forgiven.''
Peace and joy be with them,
Harmony and wisdom . . .
(Melchior penetrates Wendla.)
Wendla (in Camille’s room): Melchior—oh! . . .
Boys and Girls (in the Auditorium):
I believe . . .
(The song ends. The lights fade in the auditorium and the lights in Camille’s room turn on. They sit next to her bed. Several minutes pass in silence.)
Luke: I have to go. Sorry. Call you later.
Camille: Luke! (VO) What did I just do? Did I actually do it? Did he actually do what I think he did? If he did my mom will flip.
(Outside Luke calls Mark)
Mark: Hey, Luke, it’s over already, wow. Did you chicken out?
Luke: I’m coming over right now.
Mark: Um, ok, but I’ll meet you outside and we can get something to eat.
Luke: Fine, I just really need to talk to someone who isn’t Camille or Natalie.
Mark: That’s why you got me.
(Meanwhile, Camille is calling Shirley.)
Shirley: Hey Illinois it’s 10:30pm I’m trying to sleep.
Camille: Hi, I’m really, really sorry but I just need someone to talk to. Something happened and I don’t know what to do.
Shirley: So you want my help?
Camille: Kind of, I don’t know but can I come over or can you come over?
Shirley: Sure, I’ll come to you, but is it all right if Adam comes? My mom doesn’t really like him just being here without me.
Camille: I guess. Hurry!
(Luke reaches Mark’s house and before Mark is even in the car Luke starts driving)
Mark: Slow down Speed Racer, I’m not even fully in the car.
Luke: Sorry I just need to drive.
Mark: Well what’s the problem?
Luke: I think I had sex with Camille.
Mark: You did what?
Luke: I’m not even sure if I even did. We were just rehearsing the I Believe scene and the next thing I remember I was getting a little excited and my friend wanted to come to the party and the next thing I knew, I, um erupted.
Mark: You little player.
Luke: That’s not what I was looking for. What if it went inside her? I mean I was pretty close to her, you know. Her-
Mark: Vagina? Yeah I know what that is. I don’t know what you want me to tell you.
Luke: Just tell me that nothing bad is going to happen. I can’t deal with this right now. I’ve got the play, glee club, and I need to keep my grades up, plus I have Natalie. Oh God Natalie will seriously murder—
Mark and Shirley: You.
Shirley: Natalie will kill you.
Camille: You don’t think I know that. Ugh I just started school and already I have “the Crew” against me and I just had some kind of sexual experience with a guy I’m not even with.
Shirley: What are you going to do?
Camille: I don’t know. What would you do if you were in my situation?
Adam: I don’t think I can answer that since I’m gay.
Camille and Shirley: Not funny Adam!
Shirley: I don’t know. Take one of those pregnancy tests to make sure and go to the Doctor’s. But even then, you have to wait a few days.
Camille: Ugh, this cannot be happening to me right now. I’ve got the play to worry about and Mr. Schue wants me to start working on a song for Invitationals.
Shirley: Are you going to tell your mom?
Camille and Luke: I can’t.
Luke: My parents would disown me like Adam’s dad.
Mark: Well what role are you going to play?
Luke: I don’t even think Camille will talk to me—
Mark: That’s not what I asked. Whether you are in her life or not you need to have some kind of say in this decision and whatever she is going to do.
Adam: You don’t think she’ll, you know, get an-
Mark and Shirley: Abortion?
Shirley: Camille, you are not seriously thinking about that are you?
Camille: I never said that, simply implying it but I would never be able to go through it. I mean with what happens to Wendla in the play is just so, so sad I never want to experience that in real life. I’m just going to avoid him for a while and the only time I will talk to him is during rehearsals.
Shirley and Mark: Well before you do anything, you are going to wait before you make a decision.
Camille and Luke (sadly): I know.
Two weeks later, during rehearsals. []
Luke: Hey, Camille, you all right? Nothing bad has been happening in the mornings has it?
Camille: I’m fine; thanks for asking.
Luke: I just want to make sure everything is ok. I mean we have barely said one word to each other.
Camille (looking away): Look, I’ll let you know if anything changes but right now we just shouldn’t talk.
Luke: All right. It’s just that we haven’t talked in about a week and I really-
Rachel: Ok the play is at the end of this week and right now it looks terrible. Luke and Camille are barely talking to each other and you guys are making me look like a fool. Why are you guys not connecting with the songs? Everything you are going through right now is expressed in these songs it should be easy. Ok we shall start with I Believe.
Camille: Um, can we try something else first? We haven’t exactly gone through all the blocking yet.
Rachel: Ugh, are you guys trying to ruin me. I swear that if you guys embarrass me I will make your life much more miserable than how Sue treats you! Fine we’ll do My Junk. What are you guys waiting for? Places!
Luke (crosses over to Camille): Are you sure you’re up for this?
Camille: A little, but I’m fine.
Luke: Are you sure, we can always just have your undersud-
Camille: I’m fine!
Rachel: Places, Camille, places!
(After a quick set change, Wendla, Martha, Thea, and Anna walk home, talking excitedly.)
Melanie (as Thea, mid-conversation): . . .And the bodice in lace, with a satin bow in back . . .
Samantha (as Anna): Ooh! And Wendla—what will you wear to Greta Brandenburg’s wedding?
Camille (as Wendla): Mama said we cannot go.
Thea: To Greta’s wedding?!
Bon’Quisha (as Martha): Because she’s marrying that forest inspector?
Wendla: Mama felt it was a little improper.
Anna: But, they’re decking the entire sanctuary in orchids and chrysanthemums!
Wendla: Mama said no.
(Anna and Thea exchange a look)
Anna: I certainly hope your mama approves of the man I marry.
Thea: And the man I marry!
Wendla (teasing): We, all know who Thea longs to marry!
Martha: Melchior Gabor!
Thea: (“Gimme a break”): And who doesn’t?
Anna (Still playful): He is rather handsome . . .
Wendla: So wonderful.
Martha (Her secret crush): But not so wonderful as that sad soulful sleepyhead, Moritz Stiefel!?
Anna and Thea: Moritz Stiefel!
Thea: How can you even compare them? Melchior Gabor, he’s such a radical. You know what the whisper is? (All the Girls lean in, eager to hear.) He doesn’t believe in anything. Not in God. (The Girls gasp in wonder.) Not in Heaven. (Another gasp.) Not in a single thing in this world.
(The Girls utter a final, collective sigh.)
Anna: They say he’s the best, in everything. Latin, Greek, Trigonometry . . .
Thea: The best part is: he doesn’t care a whit about any of it . . .
Rachel: Jasmine get ready.
Jasmine: Already on it.
(Music begins—an innocent up-tempo feel. The Girls turn out—glistening in girl-group light:)
My Junk[]
Wendla:
In the midst of this nothing. This miss of a life.
Still there’s this one thing just to see you go by.
My Junk
Martha:
It’s almost like lovin’. Sad as that is.
Thea:
May not be cool, but I’'s so where I live.
Anna:
It’s like I’m your lover or more like your ghost.
I spend the day wondering what you do, where you go.
Thea:
I try and just kick it but then what can I do?
We’ve all got our junk, and my junk is you.
All Girls:
See us, winter walking after a storm.
It’s chill in the wind but it’s warm in your arms.
We stop all snow blind, may not be true
We’ve all got our junk, and my junk is you.
(The lights shift, revealing Georg at his piano. Fraulein Grossenbustenhalter hovers.)
Shirley (as Fraulein Grossenbustenhalter): Well done, Georg. And now, the Prelude in C Minor . . .
(Georg begins playing Bach’s Prelude. As he does Fraulein Grossenbustenhalter touches his hand. He lets out an illicit sigh—a moment of private bliss. The lights shift, revealing Hanschen seated in his bathroom, wearing his nightshirt. He pulls a reproduction of Correggio’s Io from his pocket. His free hand sneaks under his nightshirt.)
Adam (as Hanschen; (To Io/Desdemona): Have you prayed tonight, Desdemona? You don’t look like you’re praying, darling—lying there, contemplating the coming bliss…
(A knocking on the door. Hanschen freezes.)
Ty (as Herr Rilow): Hanschen, you all right?
Hanschen: My stomach again, Father. But I’ll be fine.
Herr Rilow: Yes?
Hanschen: Fine.
Herr Rilow: Well, then.
(Herr Rilow goes. Slowly and steadily Hanschen begins to masturbate—building steam as the scene continues.)
Hanschen (To Io/Desdemona): Darling don’t think I take your murder lightly. The truth is, I can hardly bear to think of the long nights ahead…But it’s sucking the marrow from my bones, seeing you like there. Motionless. Staring at me, so innocently. One of us must go—it’s you or me.
(The lights shift… Fraulein Grossebustenhalter sternly interrupts Georg’s playing.)
Fraulein Grossebustenhalter: No, no! George, please. Again. And this time, bring out the left hand.
(Fraulein Grossebustenhalter touches his hand again—double the bliss. Hanschen dutifully switches hands—to the left.)
Hanschen: Darling, why—why—do you press your knees together? Even now, on the brink of eternity? Don’t you see it’s your terrible chastity that’s driving me to…
(A knocking at the bathroom door. Hanschen freezes.)
Herr Rilow: Hanschen, that’s enough in there.
Hanschen: Yes, sir.
Herr Rilow: Back to bed. (Hanschen does not move.) Son?
Hanschen: One minute. (Hanschen waits, listening. Herr Rilow goes. Hanschen redoubles his exertions.) One last kiss. Those soft, white thighs … those girlish breasts … O, those cruel cruel knees …
(Fraulein Grossebustenhalter claps, interrupting Georg’s playing.)
Fraulein Grossebustenhalter: Répétez, s’il vous plaît.
Ray (as Georg):
Well, you’ll have to excuse me, I know it’s so off.
I love when you do stuff that’s rude and so wrong.
Hanschen:
I go up to my room, turn the stereo on…
Shoot up some you in the you of some song.
Thea:
I lie back just drifti’ and play out these scenes
I ride on the rush all the hopes all the dreams.
Anna:
I may be neglecting the things I should do.
We’ve all got our junk, and my junk is you.
Boys and Girls:
See we still keep talkin’ after you’re gone.
You still with me then feels so good in my arms.
They say you go blind, maybe it’s true.
We’ve all got our junk, and my junk is you.
It’s like we stop time. What can I do?
We’ve all got our junk, and my junk is you.
My junk is you.
My junk is you.
You. You. You.
Rachel: Whoo! There we go. We need that energy throughout the rest of the rehearsals before opening night.
(Just then Camille gets up and hurries to the nearest trashcan because she feels sick, and Luke trails behind her.)
Luke: Maybe we should go to the nurse or the doctor.
Camille: No, I’m fine. I just haven’t eaten at all today.
Luke: Look you really need to go and get checked out.
Camille: Why, you think you did something you shouldn’t have done?
Luke: I’m sorry that things didn’t go the way they were supposed to but you can't stay mad at me.
Camille: Why not?
Luke: Because I want to be there in case there is something in there.
Camille: Fine, after rehearsals I still have a lot to do.
Luke: Please, you know all of it, and you have the next few days to work on anything.
Camille: You want to go now? You’re song is up.
Luke: I got it covered. Hey Rachel can I talk to you over here? (Rachel walks over.) I’m really sorry about this but Camille isn’t feeling well so I feel that as her opposite I should make sure she is ok and take her to the hospital. We can work on Left Behind and The Bitch of Living all day tomorrow.
Rachel: Fine, as the star of this show she needs to be in top shape. I’ll take over for her right now. But you Luke have to stay here, we need to go over you’re song and no one else can take over.
Luke: But-
Rachel: No buts Luke. Camille, can anyone else go with you?
Camille: Unfortunately no.
Rachel: Fine (As Camille and Luke leave Rachel takes Camille’s place.) For some strange reason our star, is not feeling well so Luke is taking her the hospital to make sure she will be alright for Friday. (Mark and Adam all have shocked expressions on their face. While Shirley is excited that she can step in.) Right now the show must go on. So ‘Quisha and Nat you two are up.
Natalie: Gladly.
Bon’Quisha: Finally it’s my time to shine. Do you want the dialogue and song or just the song?
Rachel: I want the scene you people.
Bon’Quisha: Who you calling “you people?”
Natalie: Bon’Quisha she’s talking to all of us.
Rachel: Everyone who is involved in the scene before the song and during get on stage! I’ll be playing Wendla, sorry Shirley.
(Wendla, Anna, Thea, and Martha walk arm in arm)
Samantha (as Anna): Shall we take the short way home?
Melanie (as Thea): No, no—by the bridge.
Camille (as Wendla): After two hours marching with that medicine ball?!
Anna (teasing): Someone wants to see: has Melchi Gabor taken a raft out?
Thea (“Even so”): Last one there has to hold hands with Hanschen! . . .
(The Girls start off)
Anna: Martha, careful—your braid’s coming loose.
Bon’Quisha (as Martha, concerned): No.
Thea: Just let it. Isn’t it a nuisance for you—day and night. You may not cut it short, you may not wear it down . . .
Wendla: Tomorrow, I’m bringing scissors.
Martha: For God’s sake, Wendla, no! Papa beats me enough as it is.
Wendla: Really?
Martha: No, no, I—It’s nothing.
Thea: Martha . . . ?
Anna: Martha, we’re your friends . . .
(A beat.)
Martha: Well, when I don’t do as he likes . . .
Anna: What?
Martha: Some nights . . . Papa yanks out his belt.
Thea: But where is your mama?
Martha: “We have rules in this house. Your father will not be disobeyed.”
(A beat.)
The other nigh, I ran for the door. “Out the door? All right, I like that. That’s where you’ll spend the night—out on the street.”
Thea: No!
Martha: It was so cold.
Anna: My God.
(A beat.)
Wendla: He beats you with a belt?!
Martha: Anything.
Wendla: With a buckle?
Martha (rolls up sleeve): Right there . . .
Anna: Oh my God!
Wendla: Martha, the welts—they’re terrible.
Anna: We must tell someone.
Martha: Anna, no!
Anna: But we must.
Martha: No, no, please. They’d throw me out for good.
Thea: Like what happened to Isle, you mean.
Wendla: Remember!
Anna: But still . . .
Martha: Anna, no (The utter degradation) Just look what’s become of Isle now! Living who knows where—with who knows who?!
Wendla: I just wish I could somehow go through it for you . . .
(A beat)
Wendla: My Uncle Klaus says, “If you don’t disciple a child, you don’t love it.”
Thea: That must be.
(A beat.)
Anna: When I have children, I’ll let them be free. And they’ll grow strong and tall.
Thea: Free? But how will we know what to do if our parents don’t tell us?
(Rachel: (using the ear piece) Get ready Jasmine.)
(A menacing eighth-note guitar riff. The lights shift. We enter the song world of Martha. Her mother, Frau Bessell, casting a long shadow. Over the course of the first verses, Wendla, Anna, and Thea walk off, one after the other.)
The Dark I Know Well[]
Joy (as Frau Bessell): Martha, time, for bed now.
Martha:
There is a part I can’t tell
About the dark I know well . . .
Frau Bessell: Martha, darling . . . ? (No response) Put on that new nightgown. The pretty ruffled one your father bought you.
Martha:
You say, “Time for bed now child,”
The Dark I Know Well
Mom just smiles that smile—
Just like she never saw me.
Just like she never saw me . . .
So, I leave, wantin’ just to hide.
Knowing deep inside
You are coming to me.
You are coming to me . . .
You say all you want is just a kiss goodnight,
Then you hold me and you whisper,
“Child, the Lord won’t mind.
It’s just you and me.
Child, you’re a beauty.”
“God, it’s good – the lovin’ – ain’t it good tonight?
You ain’t seen nothing yet – gonna treat you right.
It’s just you and me
Child you’re a beauty.”
(A knocking on a door. Ilse is reveals in song light. Her father, Herr Neumann, peers out of the dark.)
Mr. Schue (as Herr Neumann): Isle . . .? Isle. Story time.
Natalie (as Ilse):
I don’t scream, though I know it’s wrong
I just play along
I lie there and breathe
Lie there and breathe
I wanna be strong
I want the world to find out
That you’re dreamin’ on me
Me and my “beauty”
Me and my “beauty”
Both:
You say all you want is just a kiss goodnight
And then you hold me and you whisper,
“Child, the Lord won’t mind.
It’s just you and me.
Child, you’re a beauty.
“God, it’s good – the lovin’ – ain’t it good tonight?
You ain’t seen nothing yet – gonna treat you right.
It’s just you and me
Child you’re a beauty.”
There is a part I can’t tell
About the dark I know well
There is a part I can’t tell
About the dark I know well
There is a part I can’t tell
About the dark I know well
There is a part I can’t tell
About the dark I know well
(Everyone is standing and clapping, as it is one of the best numbers they have, Bon’Quisha breaks down.)
Rachel: Very good, very emotional. That is just what I want to see. Look ‘Quisha is so full emotional she can’t even contain it.
Natalie: Maybe that’s because she is actually crying.
Rachel: Then take her off stage we still have one more number to run through. It’s time for a boy’s number.
===(Scene shifts to Luke and Camille waiting for the doctor.) ===
Camille: She’s going to kill you, you know, if I am pregnant.
Luke: Yeah, I know. But until we know for sure, let’s keep this a secret.
Camille: Agreed.
(A long pause.)
Luke: So have you thought about what you would do if it were positive?
Camille: I have no clue.
Luke: What would you like to do—
Camille: I don’t want to talk about it right now. I just want this doctor to get here now.
Luke: He’ll be here when he gets here, but he is going to ask us these questions.
Camille: Then I’ll answer them when he asks.
Luke: Ugh, this is just how Mark said you would act.
Camille: Mark? You told Mark?
Luke: He’s my best friend we tell each other everything.
Camille: Not this you don’t.
Luke: Oh please, I overheard Country girl and gay boy talk about you in the hallway. I at least told one person you told the school’s chatter boxes.
Camille: Whatever it doesn’t matter. Three people know no one else does.
Dr. Jameson: Camille.
Camille: Stay here Luke.
Luke: You’d have to tie me down in order for me to stay here.
Camille: Fine, just don’t say anything.
Dr. Jameson: Cute couple.
Camille and Luke: We are not together.
Dr. Jameson: Well this is awkward. Come on in. Camille I’m going to take some blood and I’m going to need you to pee in this. I’m not sure how long it’s been but since you two are in high school I’m assuming it was the first time and probably not that long ago.
Luke: It’s been at least a few weeks.
Dr. Jameson: Camille, have you taken a pregnancy test or missed your period?
Camille: The tests are inconclusive, sometimes they yes sometimes no. And I should have one Friday but-
Luke: But, we have out fall production beginning Friday and we want to make sure she’s fine.
Dr. Jameson: I’ll do what I can and I’ll try to notify you before then. But for now, what’s your guys’ plan?
(Camille and Luke look give an awkward eye glance.)
Back in the Auditorium[]
Rachel: Take it away gents.
Ray: Come on guys, let’s show the girls how a real number is done.
Rachel: They’re calling you out girls.
Ray: You bet we are.
Rachel: I’ll read for Luke, but I wont sing his part.
(The Boys begin scribbling. Herr Sonnenstich steps away. Moritz taps Melchior’s shoulder.)
Mark (as Moritz, Sotto voce): Melchi, thank you.
Rachel (as Melchior): It’s nothing.
Moritz: Still, I’m sorry. You didn’t ne to—
Rachel (as Melchior, “Not to worry;” ironic): Think what Aeneas suffered.
Moritz: Bur I should have known it. “Multum ille.” It’s just . . . I didn’t sleep all night. In fact, I, uh, suffered a visit from the most horrific, dark phantasm.
Rachel (as Melchior): You mean, a dream? . . .
Moritz: A nightmare, really. Legs in sky blue stockings, climbing over the lecture podium.
Rachel (as Melchior): Oh. That kind of dream.
Moritz (“Indeed”): Have you ever suffered such . . . mortifying visions?
Rachel (as Melchior): Moritz, of course. We all have. Otto Lammermeier dreamt about his mother.
Moritz: Really?!!
Rachel (as Melchior): Georg Zirschnitz? Dream he was seduced by his piano teacher.
Moritz: Fraulein Grossebustenhalter?!
Mr. Schue (as Herr Sonnenstich, suddenly, grabbing Moritz by the ear): Moritz Stiefel. I need hardly remind you that, of all our pupils you are in no position to be taking liberties. I will not warn you again.
(Rachel (using the ear piece again): Jasmine-
Jasmine: I know, I know.)
(Moritz nods-absolutely petrified. An intense alt-rock guitar riff. Herr Sonnenstich freezes. The world around Moritz comes to halt as concert-like light finds him. He turns out in song.)
The Bitch of Living[]
Moritz:
God, I dreamed there was an angel
Who could hear me through the wall
The Bitch of Living
As I cried out-like, in Latin
"This is so not life at all.
Help me out-out-of this nightmare"
Then I heard her silver call-
She said: "Just give it time, kid
I come to one and all"
She said: "Give me that hand, please
And the itch you can't control
Let me teach you how to handle
All the sadness in your soul
Oh, we'll work that silver magic
Then we'll aim it at the wall"
She said: "Love may make you blind kid-
But I wouldn't mind at all"
(All the Boys except Melchior begin to move, joining Moritz one by one, their energy building into a dance.)
Moritz and Boys:
It's the bitch of living
(Bitch, just the bitch)
With nothing but your hand
(Just the bitch, yeah)
Just the bitch of living
As someone you can't stand
Georg:
See, each night, it's like fantastic-
Tossing, turning, without rest
'Cause my days at the piano
With my teacher and her breasts;
And the music's like the one thing
I can even get at all
And those breasts!
I mean, God, please
Just let those apples fall
Boys:
It's the bitch of living
(ah, ah, ah)
With nothing going on
(Nothing going on)
Just the bitch of living
Asking: what went wrong?
Do they think we want this?
Oh- who knows?
Ernst:
See, there's showering in gym class...
Hanschen:
Bobby Maler, he's the best
Looks so nasty in those khakis
Ernst:
God, my whole life's like some test
Otto:
Then there's Marianna Wheelan
As if she'd return my call
Hanschen:
It's like just kiss some ass, man
Then you can screw 'em all
Boys:
Alllllllll
Luke joins in on the song from the hospital []
as Camille is getting her blood drawn while the boys are singing at the school.
Luke (as Melchior):
It’s the bitch of living
Boys:
It’s the bitch of living
Melchior:
And living in your head
Boys:
In your head
It’s the bitch
Melchior:
Of living
And sensing God is dead
Boys:
It’s the bitch of living
Melchior:
You watch me-
Just watch me-
Boys:
And trying to get ahead
Melchior:
I’m calling you one day
Boys:
It’s the bitch of living
Just getting out of bed
Melchior:
All will know
Boys:
It’s the bitch of living
Living, Living
Melchior:
All will know
Boys:
And getting what you get
Just the bitch of living
Melchior:
And knowing this is it
Boys:
God, is this it?
This can't be it
Oh God, what a bitch!
(The song ends. The lights shift back. Everyone is cheering.)
Rachel (on the headset): Great job Jasmine, you’re getting better.
(Jasmine: Thanks)
Rachel: Well I guess Ray was right, they really showed you girls up.
Natalie: Oh puh-lease their song was more upbeat, plus more than two people sang.
Ray: Yeah, but you guys had The Dark I Know Well, and My Junk, where only two guys sang.
Rachel: Ok fine, I guess you girls can do Mama Who Bore Me (Reprise) if it means that much to you. Are you girls ready? Whichever gender performs better wins a special prize. And guys, is there a song you want to do?
Ray: Fine, Bitch of Living is our contender as every other song involves Melchior. Girls it’s your turn, again.
Ty: Is the prize even worth it?
Rachel: Oh yeah, the prize is worth it; trust me. (On headset.) Jasmine you ready?
(Jasmine: Almost.)
Bon’Quisha: Are you sure you want to do this song without Camille?
Rachel: Well, it sucked last time so let’s try it again. I can work with Camille when she gets back.
(Jasmine: Ready.)
Dr. Jameson: Well thank you for all this, I’ll try and get a precise answer in the next few days, since you haven’t had your period yet but I’ll try to the best of my abilities to get an accurate answer. However, you two need to really think about what would happen if it were positive.
Camille: We know Dr. thank you.
(He leaves and Camille goes behind a curtain to change.)
Luke: So is there a plan?
Camille: Every girl has a plan Luke.
Luke: Well, I’m waiting.
Camille: I’ll let you know when we find out the answer.
Luke: I’m never going to find out am I?
Camille: And people thought you are dumb.
Luke: People think I’m dumb?
(They laugh.)
Camille: I’m just glad that if I were to go through with this, I’m glad it’s you. Don’t flatter yourself
Luke: Why thank you and it’s too late, I already feel flattered.
Camille: You’re such a dork.
Luke: Let’s get you home.
Camille: Sounds great.
(They leave.)
Next day at school in the teacher’s lounge.[]
Mr. Schue: Hey Rachel, how’s the play coming along now, only a few days before opening night.
Rachel: I know. It’s about there. A little more time and it will be just as great as West Side Story.
Mr. Schue: I hope. I really need more guys. I mean we can qualify as is, but you know, we only have about six guys for what seems like twelve girls.
Rachel: Don’t worry Mr. Schue, you’ll be fine and you will get guys interested. And I mean that in the cleanest way possible.
Mr. Schue: Hahaha, thanks.
Rachel: No problem. Since college I’ve toned down my craziness a little and I’m trying to give back.
Mr. Schue: That’s great.
Rachel: Keep an eye on Camille and Jasmine, they’re both extremely talented but I think something is bothering them at home.
Mr. Schue: Will do.
Bell rings. In the choir room the day before the play.[]
Mr. Schue: So is everybody ready for the big day coming up?
(Everyone hollers.)
Luke: We are very excited Mr. Schue. We’ve all worked long and hard for this.
Mr. Schue: Correct Luke. Now all I want from you guys is to go home and rest, tomorrow is opening night and I want all of you guys to get the rest you need. Remember if you need a ride or what not Mark, Ray, and Ty are all willing to help out.
Shirley: Thanks guys.
Mark: Before I forget, I will be hosting the after party at Breadstix as is tradition.
Jasmine: I love Breadstix; it’s so delicious. Hey Bon’Quisha, are you going to bring your parole officer, I heard she loves Stix too.
Bon’Quisha: She’s coming whether I told her or not.
Ty: Sweet, I know who I’ll be hanging out with that night. (Gives Ray and Mark a high five.)
Shirley: Oh please like she would give you the time of day.
Ty: You never know.
Ray: I think you mean, you’ll never know.
Ty: And why is that?
Rachel: It’s because she is a lesbian and is already dating someone.
Shirley and Ray: Told you.
‘Quisha: Ok, guys let’s stop talking about her.
(Bell rings)
Shirley: So Joy, are you excited?
Joy: I guess. I mean we don’t have a big part.
Shirley: Remember now small parts only small actors.
Joy: Yeah, yeah, yeah. Do you think you can give me a ride my parents wont be able to take me there.
Shirley: Definitely.
Joy: Thanks, that means a lot.
Shirley: So, are you going to the after party?
Joy: I believe so. Are you going to be there?
Shirley: If there is a reason for me to be there, then yes?
(Joy gives a o.O kind of face.)
Shirley: I’m kidding, of course I’ll be there. Would you need a ride or are your parents going to drive you?
Joy: I’ll let you know. I got to go.
Camille walks up to Mark.
Camille: Hey Mark, can you do me a favor tonight?
Mark: Um, sure. What is it?
Camille: I need you to drive me to the hospital. Dr. Jameson called me and asked me to come in and I don’t want Luke there right now.
Mark: Sure thing. I can do that.
Camille: Great. I’ll just come over then since you live down the block.
Mark: Why don’t I just take you home and we can just go whenever.
Camille: Well, ok. That works too. Plus I can finally here you sing you’re song. It’s my favorite in the whole play.
(They make their way to the parking lot.)
Mark: Mine too, but what makes you so sure you’re going to here it before everyone else?
Camille: I have my ways. I can sing Whispering for you in exchange, hahaha.
Mark: You got yourself a deal. I’ve heard its breath taking.
Camille: I don’t know about that but Rachel likes it so fingers cross.
===(A few hours later they are driving to the hospital.) ===
Camille: Ugh, I’m so nervous, I don’t think I can hear the news.
Mark: You’ll be fine, and I’m here for you so you can hold on to me.
Camille: Thank you, you are such a great friend to Luke and to me, I mean I haven’t really talked to you so…
Mark: So nothing, I’m always willing to help. I know what will make you feel better.
(Presses a button the radio and
Don’t Do Sadness[]
Camille: Oh, no, Mark you need to pay atten-
Mark:
Don't Do Sadness
Awful sweet to be a little butterfly
Just wingin’ over things and nothing deep inside
Nothing goin’, goin’ wild in you, you know
You’re slowin’ by the riverside
A-floatin’ high and blue
Or maybe cool to be a little summer wind
(Scene switches to Mark on stage singing)
Like once through everything and then away again
With the taste of dust in your mouth all day but no need to know
Like sadness
You just sail away
Camille: Mark you don’t have to sing I’m fine, just keep your eyes on the road.
‘Cause ya’ know
I don’t do sadness
Not even a little bit
Just don’t need it in my life
Don’t want any part of it
I don’t do sadness
Hey, I’ve done my time,
Lookin’ back on it all
And it blows my mind
I don’t do sadness
So been there,
Don’t do sadness
Just don’t care
(Just then another car crashes into the driver side of Mark’s Accord and the right side get slammed into a mailbox.)
(Moments later sirens boom in the moonlight. Ambulance, police cars, and two parents show up.)
-to be continued
Songs[]
Mama Who Bore Me (Reprise)[]
- From Spring Awakening sung by New Direction girls then by Rachel Berry
I Believe []
- From Spring Awakening sung by New Directions and Troubletones
My Junk []
- From Spring Awakening sung by Rachel, Melanie, Bon'Quisha, Samantha, Adam, and Ray
The Dark I Know Well []
- From Spring Awakening sung by Bon'Quisha and Natalie
The Bitch of Living []
- From Spring Awakening sung by Mark, Luke, Ray, Ty, Adam, and Jeff
Don't Do Sadness []
- From Spring Awakening sung by Mark Perry