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On That Matter, No One Budges
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CHIEF JUSTICE: Gentlemen, duty calls. We have to determine the sex of the infant. WINTERGREEN: You decide? CHIEF JUSTICE: We do. JUDGES: On that matter, no one budges For all cases of the sort Are decided by the judges Of the Supreme Court. ENSEMBLE: Are decided by the judges Of the Supreme Court. JUDGES: Whereas: CHIEF JUSTICE: A child has been born to he President of the United States and his consort. JUDGES: Whereas: CHIEF JUSTICE: The judges of the Supreme Court have been brought upon to determine the Sex of the aforesaid infant. JUDGES: Whereas: CHIEF JUSTICE: By a strict party vote it has been decided that- [SPOKEN] It's a boy. JUDGES: [SING] On that matter, no one budges For all cases of the sort Are decided by the judges Of the Supreme Court. ENSEMBLE: Are decided by the judges Of the Supreme Court. [FANFARE] JUDGES: Whereas: CHIEF JUSTICE: A child has been born to he President of the United States and his consort. WINTERGREEN: [SPOKEN] Wait a minute; we've had all that. CHIEF JUSTICE: Yes, but you're having it again. This time it's a girl. JUDGES: [SING] On that matter, no one budges For all cases of the sort Are decided by the judges Of the Supreme Court. ENSEMBLE: Are decided by the judges Of the Supreme Court. FRENCH AMBASSADOR: Oh, I can stand no more; My temper's getting gingery; This certainly will lead to war! This insult added to injury! ENSEMBLE: Oh, he can stand no more; His temper's getting gingery; This certainly will lead to war! This insult added to injury! FRENCH AMBASSADOR: Oh, my poor motherless child. Where is she? What is she doing? [SINGS MOURNFULLY OFF STAGE TO MELODY OF "I WAS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL BLOSSOM] DIANA: Ah! [DIANA ENTERS. DIALOGUE SCENE. WAR IS AVERTED AND DIANA IS PAIRED OFF WITH THE PRESIDENT THROTTLEBOTTOM] WINTERGREEN: [SINGS] Of thee I sing, baby, Summer, autumn, winter, spring, baby. You're my silver lining, You're my sky of blue; There's a love light shining All because of you. ALL: Of thee I sing baby, You have got that certain thing, baby! Shining star and inspiration, Worthy of a mighty nation- Of thee I sing! [CURTAIN]
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