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BEN, FARMER (doesn’t see him): Is it really tasty?
ANN, FARMER'S COW: Sure. Cream and butter. Two grapes and a lemon, and some sugar. I wish it were salt, not sugar… Mmm!
JOHN, GINGERBREAD MAN: Not at all. Don't look at me like that!
NAN, FARMER'S WIFE (to gingerbread man): My husband is a sweet tooth. Don't you see?
JOHN, GINGERBREAD MAN: I can see of course!
I have two eyes
And I can see
A farmer and his wife
In front of me.
What are your names?
NAN, FARMER'S WIFE: He is Benjamin and I am Nancy. We are the Browns.
ANN, FARMER'S COW: Call me just Ann.
JOHN, GINGERBREAD MAN: So funny!
My name is John,
Your name is Ann,
His name is Ben,
Her name is Nan.
NAN, FARMER'S WIFE: You should say,’ How do you do?'
JOHN, GINGERBREAD MAN: How do you do, madam?
Ben is the only who doesn't see gingerbread man.
BEN, FARMER: Can I have some gingerbread? It smells tasty. JOHN, GINGERBREAD MAN: I don't know what you mean. Cream and butter. Two grapes and a lemon, and much sugar. But I'm hot. It was awfully hot in the oven.
NAN, FARMER'S WIFE: Lie on the windowsill, it's cooler. Relax.(to her husband): It's not ready, Ben. It should lie by the window.
BEN, FARMER: Whom you are talking to? There is nobody here except me and I keep silence.
JOHN, GINGERBREAD MAN: They've puzzled me very mach. I think this company doesn’t suit me. (Gets away).
BEN, FARMER (in an angry voice): Nan! Fetch my gingerbread this moment! I would like to eat.
NAN, FARMER'S WIFE: I've put it at the window. Fetch yourself.
BEN, FARMER (looking anxiously about): There is nothing at the window!
SCENE II
SETTING. Outside the house.
ANN, FARMER'S COW: Good morning, sir!
JOHN, GINGERBREAD MAN:
Good morning, good morning,
Good morning to you.
Good morning, dear cow,
I'm glad to see you.
ANN, FARMER'S COW: Let me introduce Sam. It's a friend of mine.
JOHN, GINGERBREAD MAN: Such a lovely day, isn't it?
SAM, FARMER'S DOG: Very. You smells tasty. Butter?
ANN, FARMER'S COW: Sure. Cream and butter. Two grapes and a lemon, and some sugar. I wish it were salt, not sugar… Mmm!
SAM, FARMER'S DOG: Sugar is not bad, either.
JOHN, GINGERBREAD MAN: How are you getting on with this family?
SAM, FARMER'S DOG: I don't think we live fairly. Ben never feeds me enough. I'm always hungry. (Looking at Gingerbread man with great curiosity).
JOHN, GINGERBREAD MAN: Can you sing and dance?
SAM, FARMER'S DOG: Did you say,’ Help yourself?'
JOHN, GINGERBREAD MAN: No, I didn't. Can you sing and dance?
SAM, FARMER'S DOG: An empty stomach is a bad singer and dancer.
JOHN, GINGERBREAD MAN: I'd love to have a fun. You can play the guitar or something like this. (To the cow): Are you dancing?
ANN, FARMER'S COW: Sure, my sweet. Come closer. We are close friends, aren't we?
JOHN, GINGERBREAD MAN: What are you doing?
ANN, FARMER'S COW: That's none of your business. Just come closer.
SAM, FARMER'S DOG (angrily): But it is his business. You can eat grass.
JOHN, GINGERBREAD MAN: Would you please tell me why nobody's dancing?
SAM, FARMER'S DOG (in a silky tone): It's my turn, honey. Come on.
ANN, FARMER'S COW: Look out now, JOHN!
SAM, FARMER'S DOG: Hold your tongue.
JOHN, GINGERBREAD MAN: What's the matter?
SAM, FARMER'S DOG: You are splendid for dancing with.
JOHN, GINGERBREAD MAN: Why did you open your mouth?
SAM, FARMER'S DOG: It's the best way of dancing.
A lot of CREATURES join them – cockerels and hens, ducks and turkeys. JOHN, GINGERBREAD MAN seems to be a very important person among them. He is walking with an important air while the queer-looking party is dancing.)
SAM, FARMER'S DOG (to his partner): Are you ready, honey? It's high time you were in my stomach.
ANN, FARMER'S COW: It isn't simple, Sammy, but try.
(They stop while the others go on dancing).
ANN, FARMER'S COW: You look terrible! What's the matter?
SAM, FARMER'S DOG: I've eaten too much gingerbread this morning.
ANN, FARMER'S COW: How much gingerbread did you eat?
SAM, FARMER'S DOG: I ate no one and I'm never going to eat any gingerbread again.
SCENE III
SETTING. The yard near the farmer's house.
PAM, FOX looks for something to steal. He meets JOHN, GINGERBREAD MAN.
PAM, FOX: Hello.
JOHN, GINGERBREAD MAN: Hello!
PAM, FOX: Hello. Haven't seen you for ages.
JOHN, GINGERBREAD MAN: So have I.
PAM, FOX: Glad to meet you. Let me introduce myself. Sir Fox.
JOHN, GINGERBREAD MAN: I remember from the history. Guy Fawkes, fireworks and so on. Nice to see. What will you say about this the family? I think they are not well today.
PAM, FOX: They are really mad.
JOHN, GINGERBREAD MAN: I've supposed something like this. They quarreled so much that I couldn’t hear myself!
PAM, FOX: Where are you from, gingerbread?
JOHN, GINGERBREAD MAN: Sorry, who? Me? Am I gingerbread?
PAM, FOX: You are gingerbread and I love it.
JOHN, GINGERBREAD MAN: I'm a gingerbread man. I was born in the oven.
PAM, FOX. Come here, Gingerbread man, I'll sing 'Happy Birthday' to you!
JOHN, GINGERBREAD MAN: Nobody sings this to me.
PAM, FOX. Listen to me! Come nearer and listen.
Happy birthday to you!
Happy birthday to you!
Happy birthday, dear Johnny,
Happy birthday to you!
JOHN, GINGERBREAD MAN: Is that all?
PAM, FOX. No. Come nearer and listen.
JOHN, GINGERBREAD MAN: I'd rather stand here. Can you sing louder?
PAM, FOX. I sing as loud as I can. If you don't hear mine.
How old are you now?
How old are you now?
Happy Birthday, happy birthday!
How old are you now?
JOHN, GINGERBREAD MAN: Your look is strange. Why does everybody look at me as if one eats me?
PAM, FOX. They take you for gingerbread.
JOHN, GINGERBREAD MAN (anxiously): Are you sure?
