The Black Fox (II of XXX)
Scene opens with what appears to be The Black Fox.
Song: Outfox The Fox
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Black Fox:
Hawkins! Hawkins! Come here!
Hawkins:
(falls)
Dwarf 1:
Are you all right, Hawkins?
Numerous Dwarves: (overtalking)
Hawkins, are you all right?
Black Fox:
Come here!
Hawkins:
Sir.
Black Fox:
Hawkins, how many times have I told you to stay out of my
clothes? And who are these little people?
Hawkins:
Oh, these are my friends, sir. They used to work with me at the
carnival. They're the finest troupe of acrobats and tumblers in
all of England.
Black Fox:
But why did you bring them here?
Hawkins:
Well they too would be part of our group, sir. They feel strongly
as we do about the tyranny and would join in our worthy cause.
(Secret whistle from off screen)
Jean:
Sir.
Black Fox:
Well, captain?
Jean:
The new recruits are arriving, sir.
Black Fox:
Hawkins, I don't mean to be disparaging to your little friends,
but weapons are limited and...
Hawkins:
Oh oh oh, I didn't intend for them to fight, sir, I I merely
thought that they would take over my chores of entertaining the
men. Then perhaps I'd be free to bear arms myself, sir, and come
to grips with the enemy. Face to face and steel to steel. Fist to
fist, sir.
Black Fox:
Hmph. Little friends, I'm sorry, but food and weapons are limited
so you see, uh...
Dwarf 1:(interrupting)
We'll do anything for Hawkins, sir. He always was our friend.
Black Fox:
I'm sorry, there's no time to discuss it. Please go quickly and
without detection.
Dwarf 1:
Well, if you ever need us, call us!
Black Fox:
I shall.
Various Dwarves: (Overtalking)
Bye Hawkins!
Black Fox:
Hawkins! The recruits will be here in a moment. Get the child.
Hawkins:
Child... er... I hate to keep mentioning this, sir...
Black Fox:
Just get the child!
Hawkins:
Well, sir, you know I'd do anything for his majesty, but don't
you think it look better if a woman were...
Black Fox: (interrupting)
Tend to your duty! And get out of my clothes!
Hawkins:
Yessir.
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Birthmark
[Hawkins flashes baby's butt to recruits]
Recruit 1:(kneeling)
Majesty!
Recruit 2:
Your majesty!
Recruit 3:
Your majesty!
Recruit 4:
Your majesty!
Hawkins (continuing):
Sir. Don't you think it really would, look better if this kind of
thing were done by a woman?
Black Fox:
I've told you repeatedly, Hawkins. Each one serves as best he
can.
Hawkins:
I know, sir, but when I ran away from the carnival, sir, and
joined your group, I thought I'd be in the thick of it. Robbing
the rich and giving to the poor.
[Secret whistle]
Man with pigeon
Sir! Our presence is known. The king's men are on their way!
Black Fox:
We must disperse! Maid Jean.
Jean:
Yes, sir.
Black Fox:
You will see that the child is transported to the abbey in Dover.
Jean:
The usual method?
Black Fox:
The usual method.
Jean:
Come, Hawkins.
Hawkins:
Yes, captain.
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