Lyrics: Sentimental Man

(A large head is rolled onstage... it speaks to the two... voice booming)

[Wizard:] I am Oz, the great and terrible! Who are you and why do you seek me?
[Glinda:] Say something!
[Elphaba:] Uh... Elphaba Thropp, your terribleness!
(His speaks normally.)
[Wizard:] Oh? Is that you Elphaba? I didn't realize!
(He climbs out of the head.)
[Wizard:] I hope I didn't startle you, it's so hard to make out peoples' faces all the way back there. So, let's see... Which is which? Elphaba! He grabs her hands. And you must be?
[Glinda:] Glinda. The Ga is silent.
(Elphaba touches the Oz mask.)
[Wizard:] I know. It isn't much, is it? But people expect this sort of thing. You have to give people what they want. The thing is, I hardly ever let people meet the real me, but this being special occasion.
[Elphaba:] I’m so happy to meet you.
[Wizard:] Well, that's good. 'Cause that's what I love best: making people happy!
I am a sentimental man
Who always longed to be a father
That's why I do the best I can
To treat each citizen of Oz as son or daughter
So Elphaba I’d like to raise you high
'Cuz I think everyone deserves the chance to fly!
And helping you with your ascent allows me to feel so parental.
For I am a sentimental man!
[Elphaba:] I’m here... We're here to alert you that something bad is happening...
[Wizard:] Please, I’m the Wizard of Oz. I already know why you've come.
[Elphaba & Glinda:] Oooo.
[Wizard:] Of course, you must prove yourself...
[Glinda:] Prove yourself, prove yourself.
[Elphaba:] But how?
[Wizard:] Oh, I don't know.
Some sort of gesture
Mostly for show
Something to test your adeptness…
I know! Madame, the book!
(Morrible enters.)
[Glinda:] Madame Morrible...
[Wizard:] I believe you're well acquainted with my new Press Secretary.
[Elphaba:] Press Secretary?
[Morrible:] Oh, yes dearies, I’ve risen up in the world. You'll find that the Wizard is a very generous man. If you do something for him, he'll do much for you.
[Elphaba:] What do you want me to do?
[Wizard:] Well, this is my monkey servent, Chistery. He looks so longingly at the birds every morning....
[Morrible:] So the Wizard was thinking, perhaps, a levitation spell...
[Glinda:] (Noticing a book in Morrible's hands.) Is that the Grimmerie?
[Morrible:] Yes, the ancient book of spells and enchantments. (Hands it to Elphaba.)
[Glinda:] (Whispers.) Can I touch it?
[Morrlbe:] (Whispers.) No!
[Elphaba:] What funny writing...
[Morrible:] Well it's a lost language. The lost language of spells.
[Wizard:] It's kind of a recipe book for change.
[Morrible:] Don't be discouraged if you can't decipherate it, dearie. I, myself, can only read a spell or two, and that took years and years.
[Elphaba:]
Ahven, tatey, aven tatey aven...
[Wizard:] (She continues chanting.) Oh, Chistery, what an experience you are about to have!
[Elphaba:] ... Ah may ah tay atum…
[Wizard:] Since once I have my own day in the sky...
[Elphaba:] Ah may ah tah tay may tu se say ta!
[Wizard:] I know everyone deserves the chance to fly!
(Chistery screams and begins to twitch.)
[Elphaba:] What happened? Is something wrong?
[Morrible:] No just a transition, dearie.
[Elphaba:] No, stop you're hurting him!
[Wizard:] She's actually done it!
(Chistery sprouts wings and begins running around the stage.)
[Elphaba:] NO! Quick, how do I reverse it?
[Morrible:] You can't!
[Elphaba:] What?!
[Morrible:] You can't! Spells are irreversible! I knew she had the power, I told you!
[Elphaba:] You planned all this?
[Morrible:] Well, you benefit too, dearie! You benefit, too.
[Wizard:] And this is only the beginning! Look.
(The other monkeys begin to grow wings and fly.)
[Morrible:] Won't they make perfect spies?
[Elphaba:] Spies?!
[Wizard:] You're right, that's a harsh word... How about scouts? That's what they'll be really. They'll fly around Oz! Report any subversive Animal activity.
[Elphaba:] You can't read this book at all! Can you? That's why you need enemies, and cages, and spies. You have no real power.
[Wizard:] Exactly... that's why I need you. Don't you see? The world is your oyster, now! You have so many...opportunities. You both do.
[Glinda:] Thank you, your Ozness.
[Wizard:] Since once I had my own day in the sky
I know everyone deserves the chance to...
[Elphaba:] no!
(She runs off.)
[Morrible:] Elphaba!
[Glinda:] Elphie! I am so sorry, your Wizardship. I’ll fetch her back! Elphie wait!
(She runs after her.)
[Wizard:] We must get her back. She knows too much.
[Morrible:] Don't worry! I will handle it.
(He gets back in the head. Speaking, again, with a powerful voice.)
[Wizard:] Guards, guards! There is a fugitive loose in the palace! Find her, capture her, and bring her to me!
[Guards:] Yes your Ozness!