ANNIE

Tilawat

Opening Speech

Curtains Open

Molly: Mama, Mama, Mummy

Jenny: I said….. (gets off desk and goes to Molly) I said, shut your trap Molly
(pushes her)

Jessie: (Goes to Jenny and shoves her) Oh stop shoving the poor kid, she ain’t
done nothing to you.

Jenny: She’s keeping me awake, ain’t she?

Jessie: No, you’re keeping us awake.

Jenny: No I’m not.

Jessie: Yes, you are. ( both get into fight, others wake up )

All children: (chanting) fight, fight, fight

Molly: Oh my goodness, oh my goodness, they’re fighting.

Susy: Now we’ll get no sleep all night.

Molly: Oh my goodness, oh my goodness.

Duffy: Someone do something! Miss Hanigan is going to wake up!

ENTER ANNIE, PULLING THEM APART

Annie: Quiet down, all of you. Now go back to sleep.

Molly: Mama, Mama, Mummy

Annie: (Sitting beside Molly) It’s alright, Molly. Annie’s here.

Molly: It was my Mama, Annie. She was riding on a ferry boat and she was
lifting me up to see all the ships and then she was walking away waving and
then I couldn’t find her no more.

Annie: It was only a dream honey. Now you’re going to go back to sleep. It’s
after 3 o’clock.
Molly: Annie, read me your note.

Annie: Again?

Molly: Please

Annie: (Sighs) Sure, Molly (takes note from pocket and reads) Please take
good care of our little darling. Her name is Annie.

Betsy: (Gets out of bed and goes to front of stage) She was born on October
28th. We’ll be back to get her soon.

Child 7: (Gets up and comes to front) We’ve put half a silver locket around
her neck and kept the other half

Child 8: (Joins them in front)

Child 6, 7, 8 together: So that when we come back, we’ll know that she’s our
baby.

Everybody laughs.

Annie: (Gets up and comes to them, angry) Alright, do you want to sleep with
your teeth inside your mouth or out?

Molly: Gee, Annie. I sure hope you can be with your mother and father again.
You’re really lucky to have them.

Annie: I know, somewhere.

SONG MAYBE

Mid-way through song, starts tucking children in

Molly: Good night Annie

Annie: Goodnight Molly

Jenny: Goodnight Annie

Annie: Goodnight Jenny

Jessie: Goodnight Annie

Annie: Goodnight Jessie

Susy: Goodnight Annie

Annie: Goodnight Susy.

Duffy: Goodnight Annie

Annie: Goodnight Duffy

Betsy: Goodnight, Annie

Annie: Goodnight Betsy

CONTINUES SONG

After song ends, Annie goes to edge of stage and returns with little flyer.

Child 9: Oh now what, Annie. What are you doing?

Annie: I’m running away.

Molly: Oh my goodness.

Annie: My folks are never coming for me. I’ve got to go find them.

Child 10: Annie, you’re crazy. Miss Hanigan’s going to catch you!

Child 9: Yes, and lock you in a cell- again.

Annie: I don’t care. I’m getting out of here. (Starts walking out) Okay, going
now, Wish me luck.

Everyone: Good luck, Annie.

Child 10: So long, dumb bell.

Child 9: Annie, good luck!

AS ANNIE GETS TO EDGE OF STAGE, MS HANIGAN ENTERS

Ms Hanigan: Ah ha! (Pushes Annie) Got You! I hear you, brat. I always hear
you. Now get up, Brat!

Annie: Yes, Miss Hanigan. I’m not an orphan. My mother and father left me a
note saying they love me and they were coming back for me.

Ms Hanigan: That was 1922 and this is 1933. Huh. They must have got stuck
in traffic. (Laughs) Get up everyone! (Blows whistle) Get up! Put those
blankets away. Get up! Now for this shenanigan, you will scrub the floors and
strip the beds for the laundry man.
Jenny: But it’s 4 oclock in the morning! It’s way too early!

Ms Hanigan: I know it’s early. But you will get down on your knobby little
knees and scrub this floor till it shines like the top of the Chrysler building!

Children: Yes, Miss Hanigan.

Ms Hanigan: Now get to work! Go! Why any kid would ever want to be an
orphan, I’ll never know.

All children get into place (plus more) for it’s a hard knock life.

SONG IT’S A HARD KNOCK LIFE

MISS HANIGAN ENTERS

Ms Hanigan: Good morning children!

Children: Good morning Ms Hanigan.

(All extra children leave stage)

Ms Hanigan: Well?

Children: We love you Ms Hanigan

(Ms Hanigan goes to laundry basket)

Ms Hanigan: You! What are you doing there?

Molly: (Stands up) Nothing

Ms Hanigan: Get her out!Line up! (children wander about) Move It! (Children
line up) Well? You don’t get hot mush for breakfast this morning kids.

Children: Yay!

Ms Hanigan: You get to have cold mush. (Laughs) Alright! And after mush,
you’ll go to the sewing room. There’s an order of dresses that needs to be
stitched and ready for tomorrow. Even if you have to work straight through
till midnight.

Children: Yes, Miss Hanigan

Ms Hanigan: Line Up! Move it!

ENTER LAUNDRY MAN WITH BIN

Bumbles: Laundry! Laundry Man!

(Ms Hanigan takes out brush from pocket, brushes hair. Children laugh)

Children: Morning, Bumbles.

Bumbles: Morning kids! Fresh sheets, once a month! Whether you need them
or not!

Ms Hanigan: Morning Bumbles

Bumbles: Hey- Ummmmm I’m running a bit late.

(In the meantime, kids help Annie into the laundry bin)

Ms Hanigan: Oh come here you big handsome brute. Don’t you want to know
what I’m getting you for Christmas?

Bumbles: What?

Ms Hanigan: Egg Foo Yung for 2 in ChinaTown- On me!

Ms Hanigan: Well?

Bumbles: Egg Foo Yung? For Christmas?

Ms Hanigan: Uh hun. All you can eat! (Laughs) So? What are you getting me?

Bumbles: Let’s see. What did I get you last year?

Ms Hangan: Nothing.

Bumbles: Good! You’re getting it again this year!

(Children laugh)

Ms Hanign: Get out of here with that dirty laundry.

Bumbles: Bye Ms Hanigan! Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas kids!

Children: Merry Christmas Bumbles! (Laugh)

Ms Hanigan: Quiet! Look at this place! It is such a mess. Clean it

immediately. Annie! Annie? Where’s Annie?

Children: Annie ain’t here.

Ms Hanigan: What do you mean Annie ain’t here?

Susy: Well, we mean she just went-

Betsy: With Mr Bumbles (children laugh)

Ms Hanigan: Bumbles? Bumbles? (Runs out)

Children: Quick, Quick!

Duffy: No more hard knock life for Annie!

SONG IT’S A HARD KNOCK LIFE (REPRISAL)

LIGHTS OFF

CURTAINS CLOSE

SCENE 2: ST MARKS’ PLACE (IN FRONT OF CURTAIN)

Pedestrians 1, 2, 3 walk across stage

Old woman walks across from other side of stage

Seller begins to walk across.

Seller: Baskets, baskets! Get your baskets! 2 for a nickel!

More pedestrians walk on and cross stage. Some stop to look at baskets.

Policeman Enters, followed by another.

P2: Lieutenant! Here’s a new order!

P1: (opens paper and reads it) OK, I’m on it! Make sure the dog catchers get
all the strays.

Exit 2 policemen.

Enter 2 dog catchers with huge net.

DC1: Have you seen any today?

DC2: Just got a tip off about one at the corner of the next street. Let’s go!

Both walk off.

ENETR ANNIE WITH DOG

Annie: Hey! Here’s one they didn’t get. Oh poor boy. Did they hurt you?
They’re after you ain’t they? Well, they’re after me too, but don’t worry. I’m
not going to let them get you, or me. I’ll take care of you and everything is
gonna be just fine. For the both of us. If not today, well….

(sits down with dog)

SONG TOMORROW

POLICEMAN ENTERS

Policeman: Hey you, little girl. Come here.

Annie: Yes, Officer?

Policeman: That dog there. Haven’t I seen that running around? Ain’t he a
stray?

Annie: A stray? Oh no officer. He’s, he’s my dog.

Policeman: Your dog- so what’s his name?

Annie: His name? His name is uh……. Sandy- That’s right- Sandy! I call him
Sandy, you see, because of his nice Sandy colour.

Policeman: Sandy colour, huh. Alright, let’s hear him respond to his name.

Annie: Respond? You mean when he answers?

Policeman: Right, when you call him by his name- Sandy.

Annie: Well, you see officer, I just got him and sometimes, he just doesn’t
want to answer.

Policeman: Takes dog by leash. Go on. Call him.

Annie: OK, walks away (then turns around to face dog) Sandy, here boy,
come Sandy.

(Dog walks to her) Here boy. Good Sandy. Good boy.

Policeman: Huh. Maybe it is your dog. But next time you take him out, I want
to see him with a proper leash and with a licence. Or else he will be taken to
the pound and put to sleep. You understand?

Annie: Yes, officer. I understand. On a leash and with a licence.

Policeman: Good. Now get on your way, before you catch a cold in this
weather.
Annie: Oh, I don’t mind the weather.

SINGS TOMORROW

LIGHTS OFF

CURTAINS OPEN TO A HOOVERVILLE UNDER THE 59TH STREET BRIDGE

(Homeless people huddled together in groups in the cold)

ENTER POLICEMAN

Policeman: Everyone freeze!

(Someone runs off, looking scared, policeman goes after him saying “I’ll deal
with the rest of you later”.

Homeless 1: Hey Sophie! Is the soup ready yet?

Sophie: Patient, patient

Al: Make way for me, Make way for me!

Homeless 2: How did it go today Al?

Al: So many people in this city and you can’t sell one lousy apple.

Homeless 2: Oh darn.

ENTER ANNIE WITH DOG

Annie: Excuse me, folks. Excuse me. Did anyone leave a red-headed kid at
an orphanage 11 years ago?

(Everyone laughs)

Homeless 3: Not me, kid.

Sophie: Ladies and Gents, dinner is served!

Everyone: The soup is ready!

Homeless 4: Hey kid, You’re hungry?

Annie: Naaa, but my dog is.

Homeless 5: Here kid, eat your food.

Annie: Thanks mister.

Homeless 6: Hey kid! What’re you doing out alone at this time of the night?

Annie: Looking for my mother and father- they’re lost.

Homeless 7: Lost? How long have you been looking for them?

Annie: 11 years.

Homeless 7: Now, that’s lost.

Homeless 8: Kid, I think it’s time for you to give up.

Annie: No, I’m going to find them.

Homeless 9: Here’s something I haven’t heard since 1928.

Homeless 8: What?

Homeless 9: Optimism

Homeless 8: Optimism? What have we got to be optimistic about?

Homeless 10: Look at us- Life’s horrible.

Annie: Well, everyone’s got to have a dream.

Homeless 10: Trains are rattling all night.

Annie: To wake you up from your nightmares.

Homeless 10: Empty pockets.

Annie: At least you’ve got pockets.

Homeless 10: Freezing fingers.

Annie: Good thing you’ve got them empty pockets.

Homeless 10: Newspapers for blankets.

Annie: You can read in bed!

Homeless 11: You should have been a politician.

Homeless 12: Yea, you’d sure be better than Roosevelt.

Homeless 11: Hey kid. Listen to this. Former President Herbert Hoover said
today in an interview- “Though I was in no way personally responsible for the
1929 stock market crash, I have the deepest sympathy for the ragged,
hungry and homeless. (everyone boos, he throws down the newspaper in
anger and storms off)

(Everyone gets into lines, say together “Ragged, Hungry, Homeless”

SONG “WE’D LIKE TO THANK YOU HERBERT HOOVER”

(Everyone shhh shhhh shhhh as policeman comes)

Homeless 1: Evening.

Policeman: Ya Evening. Now you bums get the heck out of here.

Annie: They’re not bums.

Policeman: We’re cleaning out this trash pile! Now!

LIGHTS GO OFF

CURTAINS CLOSE

CURTAINS OPEN

SCENE 4: THE ORPHANAGE

(Ms Hanigan lead all children onto stage)

Ms Hanigan: Alright! That’s all the fresh air you get for this month!

Orphan 1: Ms Hanigan! Ms Hanigan! Ms Hanigan!

Ms Hanigan: What?

Orphan 1: You know that expensive new pillow you bought from that fancy
store?

Ms Hanigan: Yes so?

Orphan 1: Hannah just kind of threw up on it.

(Girls huddle around)

Ms Hanigan: You! What have you got there?

Orphan 2: (Holds out rat)

Everyone: A dead rat!

Ms Hanigan: (screaming) Get out of here! Go on! Get out!

(Ms Hanigan breaks down, crying)

SONG LITTLE GIRLS

(MS Hanigan sits down at desk- knock on door)

Ms Hanigan: Yes?

ENTER POLICEMAN

Policeman: Excuse me, Ms Hanigan, is it?

Ms Hanigan: Uh hun.

Policeman: I’m Lieutenant Warrick. 17th Precinct. We found your runaway.

You!

ENTER ANNIE

Ms Hanigan: (Smirking) Annie!

(Children run in shouting excitedly) Annie Annie!

(Everyone hugs each other)

Ms Hanigan: Thank you so much, officer.

Ms Hanigan: (to children) Guess what! There’s ginger cookies and hot
chocolate for you in the recreation room.

Children: What recreation room?

Ms Hanigan: Shoo- shoo, shoo! (drags Annie back by arm) Thank you so
much, officer.

Policeman: She was in one of them Hoovervilles down by the docks. Had a
dog with her, but he got away.

Ms Hanigan: Oh you poor pumpkin. Out there in the cold weather with just tis
thin sweater on. I hope you didn’t catch the influenza. Hmm

(sarcastically) Thanks, officer.

Policeman: Just doing my duty.

Policeman: (To Annie) And you, don’t let me ever hear you’ve run away
again from this nice lady.
Annie: She’s NOT….. (Ms Hanigan clamps her mouth)

Ms Hanigan: Oh thank you officer.

Policeman: (Leaving) Good afternoon.

Ms Hanigan: Good afternoon.

EXIT POLICEMAN

Ms Hanigan: (To Annie) Now I’m going to have your head and the next time
you leave this dump it’ll be 1953. Well, are you glad you’re back? Huh?

Annie: Yes, Ms Hanigan.

Ms Hanigan: Louder! What is the one thing I’ve always taught you? Never tell
a lie! Well, what’s the one thing I’ve always taught you?

Annie: Never tell a lie, Ms Hanigan.

Ms Hanigan: You, for what you’ve done, I can have the board of orphans
sticking their nose in my business. Again. Well, you’ll pay for it. I promise.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Ms Hanigan: (Pushes Annie down) Stay.

Ms Hanigan: Yes?

ENTER LADY

Lady: Good afternoon. Ms Hanigan?

Ms Hanigan: Uh huh.

Lady: Oh good. I’m Grace Farrell. (puts out hand to handshake)

Ms Hanigan: So?

Ms Farrell: Well, the New York City board of orphans suggested I

Ms Hanigan: Wait. Oh I think with everything that Annie got caught up in and
uh uh uh it was actually all her fault and uh oh she got caught and oh oh.

Ms Farrell: Miss Hanigan!

Ms Hanigan: I promise that I should have called the board and informed
them, but I didn’t oh
Ms Farrell: Ms Hanigan, I’m sorry, but I haven’t the slightest idea what you’re
talking about.

Ms Hanigan: Oh, Oh I get it sister. If it’s beauty products you’re peddling, I

don’t need them. Get out!

Ms Farrell: I’m not peddling anything. I am the private secretary to Mr. Oliver
Warbucks.

Ms Hanigan: THE Oliver Warbucks?

Ms Farrell: THE Oliver Warbucks

MS HAnigan: Well, well. I read in the newspaper the other day that Oliver
Warbucks is the world’s richest unmarried man.

Ms Farrell: I wouldn’t know. I don’t read the gossip columns in these

newspapers. Ms Hanigan, Mr Warbucks has decided to invite an orphan to
spend the Christmas Holidays at his home.

Ms Hanigan: An orphan?

Ms Farrell: Yes, an orphan.

Ms Hanigan: Are you sure he wouldn’t rather have a lady? Ai got two weeks
of holidays coming up! It’s a joke!! (after Ms Farrell looks shocked)

Ms Hanigan: What sort of orphan are you looking for?

Ms Farrell: Well, she should be friendly… (Annie waves out to her from
behind the desk)

Ms Farrell: And intelligent

Annie: (Spells out) MISSISSIPPI

Ms Farrell: And cheerful

Annie: (laughs loudly)

Ms Hanigan: (to Annie) You shut up! (to Ms Farrell) And how old?

Ms Farrell: Oh, it doesn’t really matter- say 8 or 9?

(Annie gestures to her)

10, 11? Yes 11 would be perfect! And I almost forgot to metion, Mr Warbucks
prefers red headed children.

Ms Hanigan: 11 and a red-head? I/m afraid we don’t have any orphans like
that around here.

Ms Farrell: What about this child right here?

Ms Hanigan: Annie? You can’t have Annie. Un un.

Ms Farrell: Why not?

Ms Hanigan: She’s a liar.

Ms Farrell: Yes, Ms Hanigan. I’m sure SHE is the liar. Annie, come here.
Annie, would you like to spend the next two weeks with Mr Warbucks?

Annie: I would love to, I would really love to!

Ms Hanigan: Hold it! (Blows Whistle)

CHILDREN COME RUNNING IN

Ms Hanigan: Line Up! Now, you can have any orphan in this orphanage, but
Annie

(children all eagerly raise hands)

Ms Farrell: Why?

Ms Hanigan: I just told you.

Ms Farrell: I assume, Ms Hanigan, this has something to do with the business

about the laundry bag and the police? Perhaps I should call Mr Donatelli of
the board of orphans- (hands her papers)- SIGN IT.

Ms Hanigan: Yaaa- I’m really quite an easy gal to get along with And if its
Annie you want, its Annie you’ll get.

Ms Farrell: Its Annie I want.

Ms Hanigan: It’s Annie you’ll get.

Orphan 1: Oh boy.

Ms Farrell: Now if you’ll just get her coat, we’ll be along our way.
Ms Hanigan: (Laughing) Coat? She ain’t got no coat.

Ms Farrell: Well, then we’ll have to buy her a new one.

Annie: Oh boy!

Ms Farrell: We’ll go to Bergdorfs and get you a warm winter coat.

Annie: (to children, in a sing song voice) I’m getting a coat.

Children: (In sing song voice) She’s getting a coat.

Ms Farrell: Come on, dear. Mr Warbuck’s limousine is waiting outside.

Annie: Oh boy, I can hardly believe it.

Ms Hanigan: SHE can hardly believe it?

Annie: Hey kids, I’m getting out for Christmas. I’ll write to you!

Children: Bye Annie!

Annie: Bye kids!

Ms Hanigan: (crying) Bye, Annie!

Ms Farrell: Good afternoon, Ms Hanigan.

Ms Hanigan: Good afternoon.

Ms Farrell: And season’s greetings.

ANNIE AND MS FARRELL LEAVE

Ms Hanigan: (to children) Get out! Out!

SONG LITTLE GIRLS

LIGHTS OFF

CURTAINS CLOSE

CURTAINS OPEN

SCENE 5: THE WARBUCKS MANSION AT 5TH AVENUE

(Staff lined up)

ENTER ANNIE AND MS FARRELL

Ms Drake: Good afternoon, Miss Farrell

Ms Farrell: Good afternoon, Ms Drake, everyone. (Everyone curtseys/ bows

and says good afternoon, Ms)

Ms Farrell: Has Mr Warbucks arrived yet?

Ms Drake: No, Miss. His plane from Chicago landed at 3:30, so we’re
expecting him any minute.

Annie: Do you really live here or is this a train station?

Ms Farrell: We really live here.

Annie: Oh boy!

Ms Farrell: Oh Mrs Fisher. Has the painting arrived from Paris, Mrs Fisher?

Mrs Fisher: Yes, Miss.

Ms Farrell: And has the furniture arrived too?

Mrs Fisher: Yes Ms.

Mrs Fisher: Everytthing is in order, Miss. Mrs Pew has prepared his favourite
dinner.

(Mrs Pew steps forward)

Mrs Pew: Fresh Clam Chowder.

Ms Farrell: Wonderful.

Mrs Pew: Kentucky Fried Chicken.

Ms Farrell: Wonderful.

Mrs Pew: Roasted Potatoes.

Ms Farrell: And

Mrs Pew: Baked Alaska

Ms Farrell: Fine!

Mrs Pew: It’ll be nice to have him home again, Ms Farrell.

Ms Farrell: Yes, 6 weeks is a long time.

Mrs Pew: Yes, Ms.

Ms Farrell: Now everyone. Will you come here for a moment please.

Maid 4: Quickly, everyone, quickly!

(Everyone comes closer)

Ms Farrell: Everyone, this is Annie. She’ll be with us for the next two weeks,
for Christmas.

(Everyone bows and says Miss)

Ms Farrell: Annie, this is everyone.

Annie: Hi Everyone!

Maid 5: May I take your coat, Miss?

Annie: Will you give it back?

Maid 5: Yes, yes, of course dear.

Annie: (takes off coat and gives it to maid) Gee, I really love my new coat, Ms
Farrell.

Ms Farrell: I’m so glad, dear. Now, Annie. What do you want to do first?

Annie: Hmmm. The floors. I’ll scrub them. Then I’ll get to the windows.

Ms Farrell: Oh no. You won’t have to do any cleaning while you’re here.

Annie: I won’t?

Ms Farrell: No, of course not. You’re our guest and for the next two weeks,
you’re going to have a swell time.

Now…..

SONG I THINK I’M GONNA LIKE IT HERE

ENTER MR WARBUCKS

Mr Warbucks: Been away 6 weeks. Where the heck is everybody?

(Staff rush in to stand at back)

Ms Farrell: Welcome home, Mr Warbucks.

Maid 6: (Comes running) Welcome home, Mr Warbucks. (takes his hat)

Mr Warbucks: It’s good to be home.

Ms Farrell: How was your flight from Chicago, sir?

Mr Warbucks: Not bad. It only took 17 hours and we only had to land 8 times.
Now, first things first. Has the painting arrived from Paris yet?

(2 staff members bring painting in)

Ms Farell: Yes sir, they’re just about to hang it up now, sir.

Mr Warbucks: (looks closely at painting) Ahhh yes. (pause) No I don’t think

so. Grace?

Ms Farell: Yes sir

Mr Warbucks: Messages.

Ms Farrell: President Roosevelt. He’d like you to call him at the White House.

Mr Warbucks: I’ll get back to him tomorrow. Anyone else?

Ms Farrell: John D. Rockerfeller, Mahatma Gandhi and Harper Larks.

Mr Warbucks: Anything urgent? What did Harper want?

Ms Farrell: He didn’t say.

Mr Warbucks: Wait a minute. Hmmmm, maybe I could live with this thing.
Hang it somewhere.

Ms Farrell: (trying to bring Annie forward) Oh and Sir

Mr Warbucks: Mrs Pew?

Mrs Pew: Clam Chowder

Mr Warbucks: Wonderful.

Mrs Pew: Kentucky Fried Chicken.

Mr Warbucks: Wonderful

Mrs Pew: And baked

Mr Warbucks: (cutting in) I’m sorry, I won’t be having dinner tonight. I have
some paperwork to get through.

Mrs Pew: (annoyed) Wonderful.

Mr Warbucks: Grace, I’ll need you for dictation.

Ms Farrell: Yes, sir.

Mr Warbucks: Good to see you all again. Drake, Dismiss staff.

Drake: Yes Sir (claps hands)

STAFF FILES OUT

Mr Warbucks: Grace, can you get your notebook and….who’s that?

Ms Farrell: Why sir, this is Annie the orphan who’ll be with us for the
Christmas holidays.

Mr Warbucks: This isn’t a boy. Orphans are boys!

Ms Farrell: Well, you just said orphan, sir, so…. I got a girl.

Mr Warbucks: Well, I suppose she’ll have to do. Annie, huh? Annie what?

Annie: Sir….

Mr Warbucks: What’s your last name, child?

Annie: Oh, I’m just Annie, sir. I don’t have a last name. That I know of.

Mr Warbucks: So, you’re just Annie, huh?

Annie: Just Annie. I’m sorry that I’m not a boy.

Mr Warbucks: I couldn’t be happier that you’ll be spending Christmas with us.

Grace, do you have the figures from the iron ore shipments? What am I
supposed to do with this child?

Ms Farrell: Well, it is her first night here, sir.

Mr Warbucks: It is huh. Hmmmm. Well Annie, your first night here. We ought
to do something special for you. Why don’t you sit down?

(Ms Farrell whispers to Annie)

Annie: A movie!
Mr Warbucks: Would you like to see a movie?

Annie: Oh sure, Mr Warbucks. I’d love to. I mean, I’ve heard a lot about them,
but I’ve never been to one.

Mr Warbucks: Never?

Annie: No, sir.

Mr Warbucks: Well, gotta do something about that. Nothing but the best for
you, Annie. We’ll go to the Rock C. And the best ice cream parlour in town for
an ice-cream sundae and a handsome cab ride around Central Park.

Annie: Golly.

Mr Warbucks: Grace, forget about the dictation. We’ll do it first thing in the
morning.

Ms Farrell: Yes, sir.

Mr Warbucks: Instead, you’ll take Annie to the Rock C.

Ms Farrell: Yes sir.

Annie: Awww Gee.

Mr Warbucks: What is it Annie? What’s wrong?

Annie: Nothing, sir. It’s just. Awww Geee.

Mr Warbucks: You don’t want to go to the Rock C?

Annie: No, I do. It’s just…. I thought you were going to take me.

Mr Warbucks: Me? Oh I couldn’t. I, I….. I’ve just been away six weeks on an
inspection of my factories, or what’s left of them in this damned depression.

(phone rings) And when a man is running a multi-million dollar corporation

that has

Annie: Oh sure Mr Warbucks, I understand.

Ms Farrell: Excuse me sir, Bernard Baruch calling.

Mr Warbucks: Oh good. Hello Barney! No, I just got in an hour ago. No

Detroit, Chicago! Barney, I didn’t like what I saw out there! The factory’s shut
down. MY factory’s shut down. Your damned, (looks at Annie) darned….
When I’m not making money, nobody is. And gosh, Barney, your people will
have to come up with a new plan, a new approach- something. Yes, I know
he’s a democrat, but he’s a person too. Alright, come over tonight and I’ll be
able to show you

(Ms Farrell taps him on the shoulder, interrupting)

Mr Warbucks: I can show you

(Ms Farrell taps him again)

Mr Warbucks: (irritated) Barney, make it tomorrow. Tonight I’ve got a date,

to go to the movies, with a ten year old girl.

Annie: Eleven.

Mr Warbucks: I was supposed to say she’s eleven. Bye Barney. Miss Park!

Ms Park: Yes, sir.

Mr Warbucks: Coats!
Ms Park: Yes, sir.

Mr Warbucks: Grace, you’ll come too, of course.

Ms Farrell: Yes, sir.

(Ms Park comes with coats)

Ms Park: Will you be wanting the Bentley sir? Or the Dusenburg?

Mr Warbucks: The Dusenburg.

Ms Park: Excellent choice, sir.

Mr Warbucks: No, wait. This child’s been cooped up in an orphanage. No

Dusenburg. We’ll walk.

Ms Farrell: Walk? To the Rock C?

Mr Warbucks: Sure, why not? It’s only 45 blocks.

Ms Farrell: Yes, sir.

Mr Warbucks: Ahhh. Smell those marvelous 5 th Avenue bus fumes. There’s no

air like the air of New York. And you don’t know how much you’ll miss it- the
whole damn city- till you’ve been away from it for a while. Like the man says
– after New York, every place else is liable.

CURTAINS CLOSE
ALL THREE WALK OUT ONTO FRONT OF STAGE
SONG NYC (walk back and fro- pretending to discover New York City)

WHILE THEY SING, CURTAINS OPEN WITH NYC SCENE AND COUPLES
WALKING AROUND.

ENTER 2 POLICEMEN

Policeman 1: What’s going on here? Clear the streets

(people scurry off- Ms Farrell, Mr Warbucks and Annie remain)

ANNIE RESTS HER HEAD ON MR.WARBUCK’S SHOULDER

COMPLETE SONG. WALK OFF STAGE.

LIGHTS OFF

CURTAINS CLOSE

CURTAINS OPEN

SCENE 6: THE ORPHANAGE

MS HANIGAN SITTING AT DESK

KNOCK ON DOOR

Ms Hanigan: Yea!

Ms Farrell: (enters) Good afternoon, Miss Hanigan.

Ms Hanigan: (Laughing) Oh oh oh Farrell. You’re early, one week. What?

Warbucks get sick of Annie already?

Ms Farrell: On the contrary, MISTER Warbucks is delighted with Annie. And

Annie is having the time of her life.

Ms Hanigan: Huh. And

Ms Farrell: Yes, she and Mr Warbucks are practically inseparable. They go

everywhere together. To the Rock C, to the Stock Exchange, and guess
where they had lunch yesterday?
Ms Hanigan: The Waldorf?

Ms Farrell: The Whitehouse.

Ms Hanigan: The Whitehouse?

Ms Farrell: Yes, and she just loves her new coat. She never takes it off.

Ms Hanigan: Never?

Ms Farrell: Never. Now I know you’re busy, Ms Hanigan, but this needs to be
signed and sent back to Mr Donatelli at the board of orphans by 10 am
tomorrow.

Ms Hanigan: What for?

Ms Farrell: Well, Mr Warbucks is so delighted with Annie, that guess what?

Ms Hanigan: What?

Ms Farrell: He wants to adopt her.

Ms Hanigan: Annie? Is going to be Warbuck’s kid? The daughter of a

millionaire?

Ms Farrell: Oh no no no no no no. The daughter of a billionaire.

Ms Hanigan: So Annie’s never coming back here? Ever?

Ms Farrell: No, Mr Warbucks asked me to drop by in person and tell you that
she won’t be coming back here- ever.

Ms Hanigan: Ever- oh my my my my my my my my my. Could you hold on

just one moment for me.

(goes out of door- screams very loudly- comes back inside, takes a deep
breath)

You got any other wonderful news for me?

Ms Farrell: I told you about the coat didn’t i?

Ms Hanigan: You told me about the coat.

Ms Farrell: Well then, good day Ms Hanigan and Merry Christmas. (takes
signed papers)
Ms Hanigan: Merry Christmas.

(As Ms Farrell exits, she bumps into man and woman walking in)

Ms Farrell: Oh sorry.

ENTER ROOSTER AND LILLY

(Rooster climbs onto table)

Rooster: Cock a doodle dooooo. Hiya Sis. Long time no see.

Ms Hanigan: (crying) It never rains, it pours. They finally let you out of jail?

Rooster: Yes, they let me out 6 months earlier for good behavior.

Ms Hanigan: What did you do this time, Rooster?

Rooster: Oh some old geyser in Yanks said I swindled him out of eleven
hundred bucks.

Ms Hanigan: Ya- why’s that?

Lilly: Because the rooster swindled him out of eleven hundred bucks, its true.

Rooster: Sis, I’d like you to meet a friend of mine from

Lilly: Jersey City

Rooster: Jersey City? Yeah Jersey City. Ms Lilly, St Regis

Lilly: I’m named after the hotel

Rooster: Don’t you just love

Ms Hanigan: Ya, I’m nuts about her- Uh Rooster, do me a favour.

Rooster: Anything.

Ms Hanigan: get out of here and take the St Regis with you.

Rooster: Oh come on, Aggie.

Ms Hanigan: Kill it, Rooster. Looking for another handout, huh?

Rooster: Na, I got 80 bucks coming in the mail on Thursday. So, all I need is
10, to tide me over.

Ms Hanigan: Not even a nickel for the subway, Rooster.

Rooster: A fiver, Aggie?

Ms Hanigan: 5? 5 bucks? You with all your big talk aint going to be living in
Clover.

Rooster: Well, this ain’t exactly Buckingham Palace.

Ms Hanigan: Oh yea? I’m getting by. Free room and board. Free gas and
electricity. I’m livin’ in the city. I’m getting by. I’m doing just fine.

Rooster: Aggie, you’re doing like I’m doing.

Lilly: Lousy?

Rooster: Oh, Aggie. How did we Hanigan kids ever end up like this. Honestly.

Rooster: So Aggie, what did that lady want?

Ms Hanigan: She was here about that kid Annie. She’s adopting her. That
rotten kid’s going to have everything.

Lilly: That orphan’s going to be living in the lap of luxury. It ain’t fair.

Ms Hanigan: Na, it ain’t fair. Nothing’s fair.

CURTAINS CLOSE
CURTAINS OPEN
SCENE 7: WARBUCK’S MANSION

(Mr Warbucks is on the telephone)

Mr Warbucks: Yes, yes, yes Mr President. I’ll grant that Barney Baruch and I
are not standing on red lights yet. (listens) No, I’m not asking for your help.
I’ve never had to ask for any man’s help and I never will. BUT I’m telling you
you’ve got to do something and do it damned fast. Alright, we’ll be able to
talk about it on

MS Farrell: Friday

Mr Warbucks: Friday at the White House. Goodbye Mr

Ms Farrell: (gives him a tap)

Mr Warbucks: Listen Mr President. Why don’t we bury the hatchet and you
and Mrs Roosevelt come up here for Christmas Eve dinner on your way to
Central Park. Good. I’m delighted. Goodbye, Mr President. (gets up sighing).
If I’d have known he was going to say yes, I’d never have asked him. Grace,
call Oll Smith and find out what democrats eat.

Ms Farrell: Yes, Sir.

Mr Warbucks: The packet from Tiffany’s?

Ms Farrell: Arrived this morning, sir. (hands him package)

Mr Warbucks: Aah Good. I’m going to give this thing to Annie and tell her
that I want to adopt her.

Ms Farrell: Should I get her, sir?

Mr Warbucks: Yes, please.

(Ms Farrell goes towards exit)

Mr Warbucks: Darn.

Ms Farrell: (turns back) There’s no need to be nervous sir. She’s going to be

the happiest little girl in the world.

Mr Warbucks: Darn right she is and I’m not nervous. Get her down here.

Ms Farrell: Yes.

Maid Miss Smith: (at exit) Ms Annie. Mr Warbucks will see you now.

ANNIE ENTERS

Annie: Thankyou, Miss Smith. Hello (to Mr Warbucks)

Mr Warbucks: Hello, Annie. How are you today?

Annie: Fine thank you. How are you?

Mr Warbucks: Fine.

Annie: Fine.

Mr Warbucks: Fine.

Annie: Fine.

Mr Warbucks: Annie, the time has come for the two of us to have a very
serious discussion.
Annie: You’re sending me back to the orphanage, aren’t you?

Mr Warbucks: Annie, can we have a man to man talk?

Annie: Sure.

Mr Warbucks: I was born into a very poor family, in what they call Hell’s
Kitchen, right here in New York. Both my parents died before I was ten, and I
made a promise to myself some day, one way or another, I was going to be
rich. Very rich.

Annie: That was a good idea.

Mr Warbucks: By the time I was 23, I had made my first million. Then ten
years later, I had turned that into a hundred million. Gosh, in those days that
was a lot of money. Anyway, making money is all I’ve given a darn about.
And I may as well tell you, Annie, I was ruthless to those I had to climb over,
to get to the top. I’ve always believed in one thing. You don’t have to be nice
to people on your way up, if you’re not coming down again. But lately, I’ve
realized something. No matter how many Rembrandts or other fancy art
collections you have, if you have no one to share your life with, if you’re
alone, you might as well be broke and back in Hell’s Kitchen. Do you
understand what I’m trying to tell you, Annie?

Annie: Sure.

Mr Warbucks: Good.

Annie: Kind of.

Mr Warbucks: Kind of?

Annie: I guess not.

Mr Warbucks: Darn. I was at Tiffany’s the other day and I picked up this thing
for you (hands Annie little box)

Annie: For me? Gee, thanks Mr Warbucks. You’ve been so nice to me.

Mr Warbucks: I had it engraved.

Annie: Oh gee.

Mr Warbucks: It’s a silver locket, Annie. I’ve been noticing that old broken
one you’re always wearing and I said to myself, I’m going to get that kid a
brand new locket. Here, we’ll just take off this old one and
Annie: (pulling away) No! please don’t make me take my old locket off! I
don’t want a new one!

Mr Warbucks: What is it Annie? What’s wrong?

Annie: This locket. My mother and father left me with it when they left me at
the orphanage. And there was a note too. For coming back for me. And I
know, being here with you for Christmas, I’m real lucky, but I don’t know how
to say it- The one thing I want in this world, more than anything else, is to
find my mother and father, and be like other kids. To have folks of my own.
(starts sobbing)

(Ms Farrell comes in and hugs her)

Mr Warbucks: Don’t worry, Annie. I’ll find them for you. I’ll find your parents.

Ms Farrell: (hugs her) It’ll be alright.

Ms Smith: Miss Annie: You just see. If there’s anybody who can find your
parents, Warbucks is the man.

Ms Farrell: Mr Warbucks will find your mother and father. Even if he needs to
pull every poitical string there is to pull. Upto and including the White House.

(all this time, maids and butlers pour into room, cleaning)

SONG WON’T BE AN ORPHAN FOR LONG

MID-SONG, MR WARBUCKS ON TELEPHONE

Mr Warbucks: Hello Edgar? I want 50 of your best detectives- for a day,

week, month, however long it takes, at whatever cost. When can I have
them? Tomorrow morning? And Edgar, I need an FBI team, too. Right then

Ms Farrell: Hip Hip

Annie + Staff: Hurray!

SONG CONTINUES

Mr Warbucks: Annie, give me your locket.

Annie: But Mr Warbucks, I just told you that

Mr Warbucks: I understand, but if I’m to have the best clue at finding your
parents, I’ll need the FBI to trace it back to where it was bought and find out
who bought it.

Annie: Maybe the FBI should have the note, too.

Mr Warbucks: You watch Annie, you’ll be finding out about your past in a
couple of days.

Annie: Really?

Mr Warbucks: Really.

Annie: Oh boy. I’ve got to go write a letter to the kids about this.

MR WARBUCKS SINGS WON’T BE AN ORPHAN (REPRISAL)

Annie: (pretending to write) And Mr Warbucks says I’ll be meeting my father

and mother in just a couple of days.

ANNIE SINGS MAYBE (couple of lines)

LIGHTS OFF

CURTAINS CLOSE

SCENE 8: THE NBC RADIO STATION (in front of curtains)

ANNIE SINGS MAYBE (couple of lines)

Radio Host 1: Thank you Annie. Thank you Annie. On America’s Favourite
Radio Program: Starring your old softie Burt Heely.

(to Annie) say something.

Annie: Thank you Burt Heely

Radio Host 2: Who’s that who just walked into our WEAF Studio.

Gee, it’s America’s first billionaire and Wall Street tycoon Oliver Warbucks

(clapping- sound effect)

Radio Host 1: Now, Oliver Warbucks. I hear you have something to tell the
folks at home about wonderful Annie here.
Mr Warbucks: Yes, Burt Heely. Annie is an 11 year old girl, who was left on
the steps of New York’s City Orphanage on the night of December 21 st 1922.

Radio Host 1: And aren’t you now conducting a coast to coast nation wide
search for Annie’s parents?

Mr Warbucks: Yes, Burt Heely. I am now conducting a coast to coast nation

wide search for Annie’s parents, drop page (drops page on floor)
Furthermore, I am offering a certified cheque for 50 thousand dollars to any
persons who claim to be Annie’s parents.

Annie: Wow.

Radio Host 2: So Annie’s parents, if you are listening, write to Oliver

Warbucks care of this station WEAF New York or directly to him at

Mr Warbucks: At my home, Burt Heely

Radio Host 2: Speak Up.

Mr Warbucks: (into mike) At MY HOME. At my home, Burt Heely. 987, Fifth

Avenue, New York, New York

Radio Host 2: 987 Fifth Avenue, New York, New York.

Mr Warbucks: And I would also like to take this opportunity to thank the
makers of All New Oxydent Miracle Toothpaste to fight cavities and thank
you for letting me appear this evening. DAMN! Break for commercial!
(Angrily) I’ve never endorsed any product in my life! This is the most (walks
off angrily)

Radio Host 1: Good Night Oliver Warbucks! Thanks for dropping by Oliver
Warbucks! So, Annie’s parents, if you’re listening in, there’s 50 thousand
dollars and a wonderful little daughter waiting here for you, so get in touch,
you hear?

Alright. Time for a commercial.

TOOTHPASTE COMMERCIAL

Radio Host 1: Alright, this is your one and only Burt Heely, signing off for the
night.

LIGHTS OFF

CURTAINS OPEN
SCENE 9: THE ORPHANAGE

(children listening to song/ commercial on the radio)

MS HANIGAN ENTERS

Ms Hanigan: Do I hear happiness in here?

Children: No, Ms Hanigan

Ms Hanigan: What are you doing up?

Child 1: Listening to a song on the radio.

Ms Hanigan: Ya, I heard Annie on that show. Next thing you know, they’ll
make a musical about her. Get to WORK!

YOU (points to girl) Your days are numbered! (girl runs off)

Child 2: UUmmmm Ms Hanigan

Ms Hanigan: Run on out!

(child steps on Ms Hanigan’s foot)

Ms Hanigan: (sobbing) She never misses. Ever! (sobs) A 50 thousand dollar

reward. 50 thousand dollar reward. What I could do with 50 thousand dollars.
(laughs) I hate that Annie so much I could be her mother.

KNOCK

Ms Hanigan: Yea!

ENTER OLD COUPLE (Rooster and Lilly disguised)

Rooster: Excuse us, mam. We knocked on the stairs, but no one answered.
Are you the lady that runs this here orphanage?

Ms Hanigan: Yep.

Lilly: Oh Ralph, I’m scared. Something could have happened to her.

Rooster: It’s alright Cheryl. She’s going to be here and she’s going to be ours
again. Mam?

Ms Hanigan: What do you want?

Rooster: Well, we had terrible troubles back then. Had to head North to
Canada. Had to leave a baby here, our first, too.

Lilly: A little girl, our little Annie.

Ms Hanigan: Annie: You’re Annie’s parents?

Lilly: Oh please. Nothing’s happened to her?

Ms Hanigan: Annie’s parents. Where did you say you come from?

Rooster: We come from a little farm up in Canada.

Liily: Manatowa.

Rooster: There’s lots of chickens.

Lilly: Little chickens.

Rooster: And ducks.

Lilly: Ducks?

Rooster: And geese.

Lilly: Oh, you should see all these geese.

Rooster: And roosters. Cock a doodle doo!

(Both throw off their disguises)

Rooster: (laughing) Got you, Sis!

Ms Hanigan: Oh Rooster! I wouldn’t have known it was you in a hundred

years!

Rooster: Fooled you, Aggie, and we are gonna fool Warbucks too.

Lilly: Get ourselves 50 thousand big ones.

Rooster: This is going to be the best swindle job ever, Aggie. I know a guy
out of jail that can doctor up a fake birth certificate or any other papers you
want. But we need your help, Aggie, for information about Annie that can
help us pull this thing off.

Ms Hanigan: Yes, I can help you, I can help you a lot. What’s in it for me,
Ralph?
Rooster: Uh Uh A 3 way split, Aggie.

Ms Hanigan: Half.

Lilly: Half?

Ms Hanigan: Half.

(Lilly and Ms Hanigan start fighting- Ralph breaks them up)

Rooster: Half-Half. Straight down the middle. 25 grand each. But we need to
do t fast, Aggie. Give them some of the Rooster razzle dazzle. 2-3 minutes at
most. We get the money, we get the kid and we get out of town.

Ms Hanigan: Oh that’s the problem. What are we going to do with Annie?

Rooster: Aggie, that’s no problem.

Lilly: When the rooster wants something to disappear, it disappears.

Rooster: For good.

Ms Hanigan: Rooster!

Rooster: Come on Aggie, we get the 50 thousand, we blow this crummy town
and Lil and I’ll meet ya.

Ms Hanigan: Where?

SONG EASY….

LIGHTS OFF

CURTAINS CLOSE
CURTAINS OPEN

SCENE 10: WARBUCK’S MANSION

(MS Farrell sitting on chair)

Maid (Ms Brown): Ms Grace, I’m afraid there’s still no sign of Mr Warbucks
and Annie.

Ms Farrell: Ms Brown. Will you look at all these questionairres? Do you realize
we’ve seen 617 ladies who claim to be Annie’s mother? And 619 men who
claim to be her father? That makes let me see (does calculation in air)
Ms Brown: One thousand, two hundred and thirty-eight people.

Ms Farrell: All liars. Ms Brown, I never realized there were so many dishonest
people on the island of Manhattan.

Mr Warbucks: Grace, We’re back!

ENTER MR WARBUCKS AND ANNIE

Annie: Where are they, Ms Grace? Where are all the people?

Ms Farrell: Come and gone dear. I’m sorry, Annie, but they were all liars and
fakes. After nothing but the 50 thousand.

Mr Warbucks: Are you certain?

Ms Farrell: Yes, sir. None of them knew about the locket. I’m sorry.

ENTER MAID

Maid: Mr Warbucks? This has come from a special messenger of the FBI.

Mr Warbucks: Ahh. Finally. (opens envelope)

The FBI has located the manufacturer of Annie’s locket. Right here in New
York!

Annie: Oh Boy!

Mr Warbucks: (still reading document) That sort of locket was manufactured

between 1918 and 1926.

Ms Farrell: Sort of locket?

Mr Warbucks: Yes, over 90 thousand were made and sold.

Annie: 90 thousand?

Mr Warbucks: Annie, I think what this report is trying to say is that there isn’t
a chance in a million of locating your parents through that locket. I’m sorry.

Annie: That’s okay. I mean, gee. You did the best you could. And if you can’t
find them, nobody can. Anyway, I guess I can get along without folks. You
didn’t turn out so bad. You got everything. All them Dussenburgs hanging on
the wall and everything.

Mr Warbucks: (clears throat)

Ms Farrell: Oh excuse us. We need to check on the dinner menu.

(Ms Farrell land maid exit)

Mr Warbucks: Annie, the Dussenburg is a car. And there’s something else

you should know.

SONG MR WARBUCKS

MS FARRELL ENTERS

Mr Warbucks: Grace?

Ms Farrell: Yes sir?

Mr Warbucks: Do you have those adoption papers I gave you the other day?

Ms Farrell: Yes, sir. I’ll get them right away, sir.

Mr Warbucks: No, wait, Grace. Annie, will you sit down. Annie, I want to
adopt you.

Annie: Adopt me?

Mr Warbucks: Yes or No?

Annie: Gee, if I could have a real mother and father, there’s no one else I’d
rather have for a father than you Mr Warbucks.

(hugs Mr Warbucks)

Mr Warbucks: Ms Brown?

Ms Brown: Yes sir?

Mr Warbucks: Call the lawyer and judge and tell them to come here straight
away to sign the adoption papers.

Ms Brown: Yes sir.

Mr Warbucks: And Grace? We’re going to have a house full of guests. We’ll
need flowers, caviar

Ms Farrell: (runs out excitedly)

Mr Warbucks: Annie, this is not going to be just another Christmas party, this
is going to be a celebraton! Do you want anyone to come to it?
Annie: Well, I guess I’d like Ms Farrell here and Ms Drake and Mrs Pew and
Cecil and I guess I’d like everybody here.

Mr Warbucks: That’s why I’d like to…. Ms Brown!

Ms Brown: Yes sir?

Mr Warbucks: Tell the staff that there’s going to be guests at this year’s
Christmas Party. Tell them to get the best there is- of everything.

Ms Brown: Yes sir.

Annie: Oh and the kids.

Mr Warbucks: No, no. It’ll be way past their bedtime, but oh! I’ll tell you what.
We’ll have them over for a nice dinner later.

Annie: Ms Hanigan too?

Mr Warbucks: Sure, why not? Ms Hanigan too.

MS BROWN ENTERS

Ms Brown: Sir, everything is ready and the staff is all smiffed up.

Mr Warbucks: Well, I guess Annie and I should get smiffed up too. Grace?

Ms Farrell: Yes sir?

Mr Warbucks: Have Cecil put Annie into one of her new dresses and have her
do something with her hair. I don’t know. Bring her upstairs and well…

CURTAINS OPEN TO CHRISTMAS TREE AND PARTY SCENE.

SONG WHILE STAFF SET UP FOR PARTY

Cecil: Mr Warbucks? The house is ready.

Mr Warbucks: It looks wonderful.

Cecil: Sir, would you like me to get Annie?

Mr Warbucks: Yes, please.

ENTER ANNIE

Mr Warbucks: Annie, I’m the luckiest man in the world!

Annie: And I’m the luckiest kid!

SONG I DON’T NEED ANYHING BUT YOU

LIGHTS OFF

LIGHTS ON

Lawyer: So Annie, we’re about to begin. The adoption procedure is very

simple. Now, according to the laws of the State of New York…

Cecil: Sir

Mr Warbucks: What?

Cecil: Ummmm sir.

ROOSTER AND LILLY ENTER (disguised)

Rooster: Excuse us folks, we don’t mean to interrupt, but

Lilly: Oh Ralph, look There’s our Annie. (runs to Annie and hugs her)

Annie: Who are you?

Lilly: (squealing) We’re your mum and dad!

Rooster: My name is Ralph and this is my wife Shirley.

Lilly: You never knew it dear, but you’re Annie Mudj!

Mr Warbucks: Annie Mudj?

Rooster: We were sick and broke honey and we had nowhere to turn, then a
man in Canada offered us some work on a farm.

Lilly: We couldn’t bring along no baby.

Rooster: We loved you, Annie but we had to leave you behind.

Ms Farrell: Mr mudj. We’ve seen a great many people who claim to be

Annie’s

Rooster: Oh we expect you’d be wanting to see some proof of who we are.

Here’s Annie’s birth certificate and our drivers’ licences.

Ms Farrell: (reading) Baby girl named Ann Elizabeth Mudj. Born to Ralph and
Shirley Mudj New Yor, New Yor, October 28th 1922.
Annie: October 28th- that’s my birthday!

Ms Farrell: (to Mr Warbucks) It was in her note, sir.

Mr Warbucks: Yes, but I still don’t

Rooster: Sir, you gotta believe us. We got on the greyhound this afternoon
and made it up to the orphanage and the kind lady said you’d be here.

Lily: Oh Annie, all the years I dreamed of holding you in my arms again.

Ms Farrell: Mr Mudj. On the night Annie was left at the orphanage,

Rooster: Oh here’s something you probably wouldn’t know about, but when
we left Annie at the orphanage, we left her with half of a silver locket and
kept the other half so’s one day we could

Lily: Oh, here’s my baby (as Annie touches her locket)

Rooster: Here’s the part we kept. (matches it to Annie’s locket around her
neck). It fits perfectly!

Lilly: (squeals in excitement) Oh she’s ours really?!

Rooster: She is. She is.

Mr Warbucks: Seems to be.

Rooster: Well, if you’ll start getting her things together, we’ll take her along.

Mr Warbucks: Take her….

Ms Farrell: No

Mr Warbucks: Just a moment, Mr Mudj. You haven’t heard about the money?

Rooster: The money? Well, we ain’t got much, but we’d be glad to give you
whatever, sir.

Mr Warbucks: You haven’t heard that I’ve offered a certified cheque for 50
thousand dollars to any person who claims to be Annie’s parent?

Rooster: No sir. We’ve heard nothing about no cheque. And besides, we

don’t want no money for Annie.

Lilly: Yes, we don’t want no money for Annie.

Rooster: On the other hand Shirley, remember that little farm out in New
Jersey?

Lilly: Yes

Rooster: With 50 thousand dollars, we could buy it.

Lilly: (squeals) yes!

Rooster: We could afford to bring Annie up right.

Lilly: (squeals) yes!

Rooster: In the country, with fresh air and fresh eggs.

Lilly: Fresh chicken?

Rooster: Fresh chicken. (to Mr Warbucks) Certified, huh? All I got to do is

make it out to myself?

Mr Warbucks: Yes, tomorrow morning.

Lilly: Tomorrow morning?

Mr Warbucks: You wouldn’t mind, it being Christmas. Then you can come and
pick up Annie and the cheque.

Lilly: Oh.

Rooster: Oh.

Mr Warbucks: Problem?

Rooster: No sir, whatever you prefer. Well, I think we should be getting back
to the hotel now. Bye Annie, dear. Until tomorrow morning. And then you’ll
be spending the rest of your life with us.

Lilly: Bye Annie love.

Rooster: Oh goodbye all- Merry Christmas!

BOTH EXIT STAGE

Mr Warbucks: Well, we just heard the most wonderful news.

All staff: Yes, wonderful news (sadly)

Mr Warbucks: Annie, its just that your parents, they seem to be a very nice
couple.

All staff: Yes, very nice.

Ms Farrell: Annie, you’re lucky.

Annie: Right, I’m lucky. Just think! A chicken farm!

Mr Warbucks: Everyone! We must celebrate! This is Christmas Eve and we’ve

just heard the most wonderful news. Annie’s found her parents. Everyone!
Lets say a prayer for Annie Mudj!

All staff: For Annie Mudj.

ANNIE RUNS OFF STAGE

Ms Farrell: Annie? Annie? (runs after her)

Mr Warbucks: (looking sad) Merry Christmas

Staff: (sadly) Merry Christmas.

BUTLER: Sir, the President of the United States is here.

ENTER PRESIDENT

President: Everyone looks so sad. I seem to have that effect on everyone

these days.

Mr Warbucks: I’ve lost her. I’ve lost Annie.

MS FARRELL COMES BACK IN

Ms Farrell: Sir, that Mr Mudj. I think I’ve seen him some place before. I can’t
remember where or when, but I have the strangest feeling he’s not who he
says he is.

Mr Warbucks: Mr President, Franklin. Franklin, I need your help!

President: Of course, Oliver. Whatever I can do for you.

LIGHTS OFF

EVERYONE EXITS

LIGHTS ON
ANNIE ENTERS WITH SUITCASE

SONG MAYBE (REPRISAL)

ENTER MR WARBUCKS AND MS FARRELL

Mr Warbucks: Grace, I want to thank you for helping me with the…. Merry
Christmas Annie!

Ms Farrell: Merry Christmas Annie!

Annie: Merry Christmas Mr Warbucks, Ms Farrell.

Mr Warbucks: You’re up early.

Annie: Yes, well, my folks are coming for me, of course, so I thought I’d wait
for them right here. You’re up early, too.

Mr Warbucks: Yes, we’ve been really busy since yesterday. The FBI coming
and going. Do you know that the president is here?

Annie: Really?

Mr Warbucks: Annie, there’s something difficult I have to tell you and the
presidentis going to help me tell it to you.

ENTER PRESIDENT

President: Merry Christmas Annie! It’s good to meet you!

Annie: Merry Christmas President Roosevelt.

President: Annie, this morning the FBI called me with some very sad news.
Through the handwriting on the note that your parents left you, they
succeeded in tracing the identity of your parents.

Annie: Yes, we already know that, Ralph and Shirley Mudj.

Mr Warbucks: No dear. Those aren’t your parents. Your parents are David
and Margaret Bennet.

Annie: David and Margaret Bennet? Where are they?

Mr Warbucks: Annie, Annie, your mother and father passed away, a long time
ago.

Annie: You mean they’re dead?

Mr Warbucks: Yes, dear.

Ms Farrell: Are you alright, Annie?

Annie: Yes, because I guess I always knew my folks were dead. Because I
know they loved me and they would have come for me if they weren’t…
(hugs Ms Farrell)

Mr Warbucks: I love you, Annie Bennet.

Annie: (goes to hug him) And I love you too.

President: Now, who the heck are Ralph and Shirley Mudj?

Mr Warbucks: Yes, who the heck are Ralph and Shirley Mudj?

Ms Farrell: That birth certificate could easily have been forged. But the thing
is, they knew about the locket.

President: The locket? That’s the key!

Mr Warbucks: And theonly ones who could have known about the locket are
us and the FBI, of course.

Annie: And Ms Hanigan!

Mr Warbucks + Ms Farrell: (together) And Ms Hanigan!

President: And Ms Hanigan!

Maid: Ms Hanigan, sir and the orphans form the orphanage are here.

ENTER MS HANIGAN AND KIDS

Mr Warbucks: Oh Ms Hanigan. I’m delighted to meet you.

Ms Hanigan: Oh. Oliver Warbucks. It’s a pleasure to meet you.

Mr Warbucks: You’ve met my secretary Grace Farrell, of course? The

President of the United States?

(Ms Hanigan runs to President to shake hands)

Annie: Look kids! There are presents here for all of us!

Mr Warbucks: Mr President, shall I have someone get your car?

President: No, I’ll wait.

Maid: Sir, this has just come in from the FBI.

Mr Warbucks: (opens envelope) Oh gosh. Now it all fits together.

Ms Farrell: Annie, come and look at this!

Annie: Bleepin Blizzards! Who would have guessed?

Mr Warbucks: Show it to the president.

Maid: Sir, Mr And Mrs Mudj.

Mr Warbucks: Show them in.

Maid: It’s a pleasure, sir. Right this way.

Rooster: Good Morning!

Everyone: Good Morning!

Rooster: And Merry Christmas one and all.

Everyone: Merry Christmas.

Maid: Merry Merry Merry Merry

Mr Warbucks: Thank you Ms

Maid: Christmas.

Annie: Hi Mom. Hi Dad. (hugs them)

Rooster: Well, we don’t want to bother you on Christmas and all. We’ll just be
taking her now. Ummmm her suitcase?

Mr Warbucks: Allow me. (hands suitcase over)

Rooster: And oh, the cheque.

Mr Warbucks: Ah yes, I had alost forgotten. 50 thousand. Certified.

Rooster: (looking at it happily) Pay to the order of Ralph Mudj.

Mr Warbucks: Read it again.

Rooster: Pay to the order of Chigizan.

Mr Warbucks: Pay to the order of Chigizan. Daniel Chigizan, Daniel Francis

Chigizan, also known as
Ms Farrell: Rooster Hanigan, also known as Ralph Mudj, also known as Danny
the Devil

President: Bye Mom. Bye Dad.

Mr Warbucks: Franklin, I believe your secret service men have the power to
arrest…

President: Yes, Oliver, they certainly do. Ms, turn them over.

SECRET SERVICE MEN COME AND ARREST THEM)

CHILDREN ALL SING DECK THE HALLS

Mr Warbucks: And this woman here is their accomplice! Arrest her too,
please!

(Ms Hanigan sobs)

Ms Hanigan: You little brat! I never liked you.

Child: YOU- Your days are numbered!

Ms Hanigan: (struggling to get free) Let me go! Let me go!

Mr Warbucks: Annie, I’d like to meet your friends.

Annie: Ok. Kids, this is Miss Grace Farrell.

Kids: Hi! (wave)

Ms Farrell: Hi Kids!

Annie: And this is Mr., um Daddy Warbucks.

Kids: (waving) Hi!

Mr Warbucks: Hi Kids!

Annie: And this is the president of the United States.

Kids: (seriously and shocked) Hi (wave, scared)

Mr Warbucks: Alright, kids. Ms Hanigan is gone for good. You don’t have to
work anymore! (kids look excited) Instead, you’ll have classrooms and
teachers! (kids not excited)

Annie: And most importantly kids, NO MORE MUSH!

Kids: (chanting) NO MORE MUSH! NO MORE MUSH!

Mr Warbucks: Yes, girls, for you and for all of us. This is the beginning of a
new life.

SONG TOMORROW.

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CURTAINS OPEN

GRAND FINALE

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