Jack & the Beanstalk Pantomime Script
A Pantomime of giant proportions!
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Giant Blunderbore has doubled the taxes & sends his mum, Mrs Blunderbore, to tell the townsfolk. Dame Trot is too poor to pay so instructs Jack to sell their beloved cow, Pat, at the market. When the townsfolk can't pay either Mrs Blunderbore kidnaps Princess Jill & takes her to the giant's castle in the sky!
Jack is tricked into swapping Pat for a bag of beans that, with a bit of magic from Fairy Haricot, grow into an enormous beanstalk. Jack & the gang must climb it to rescue Jill & fight off the giant once & for all!
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List of Characters
9 Speaking roles
9 Principals
1 Animal/Skin
Plus Ensemble
PRINCIPAL CHARACTERS
Jack Trot: (M/F) Titular character & principal boy.
Simon Trot: (M/F) Jack's brother & Dame Trot's Son. Helper at the Dairy.
Princess Jill: (F) King Harold’s daughter.
Dame Trot: (M) The Dame. Dairy owner. Jack & Simon’s mum.
King Harold: (M) The King of Pantoland.
Rowena Ratzi: (M/F) King Harold's Royal Reporter.
Mrs Blunderbore: (F) The baddie, Giant Blunderbore’s mum.
Giant Blunderbore: (M) An enormous giant. Very bad & incredibly big. (Voice only)
Fairy Haricot: (M/F) The fairy of the beans.
Pat the Cow: (Animal) Dame Trot’s cow. Played by two actors in one cow costume. (Mooing only!)
ENSEMBLE
Townsfolk, Bean-sprites, Ghosts & Skeletons, etc.
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Jack & the Beanstalk Pantomime Script Excerpt
SIMON has been talking to the AUDIENCE. DAME TROT enters & interrupts them. She needs help getting ready for today's milk round.
DAME TROT: There you are Simon, I’ve been looking for you everywhere!
SIMON: I’ve been waiting for you, I didn’t know when you’d show up.
DAME TROT: Well never mind who’s been waiting where for who. We need to get all the milk sorted & delivered before it goes off.
SIMON: Not a problem mum. I like helping you sort the milk out. (Pointing at the milk bottles on the table) Is that what all these bottles are for?
DAME TROT: Exactly.
SIMON: And what about the ones on the wall in the garden?
DAME TROT: What colour are they?
SIMON: Green.
DAME TROT: How many are there?
SIMON: Nine.
DAME TROT: That’s funny, there were ten there earlier!
SIMON: There were nine on the wall but I accidentally I knocked one off.
DAME TROT: So you’re saying one green bottle accidentally fell?
SIMON: Yeah, so now there’s eight green bottles standing on the wall.
DAME TROT: Was there any milk in it?
SIMON: Yes, it spilt everywhere.
DAME TROT: Well there’s no point in crying over it. (Beat) It was much easier to get the milk round sorted when your father was alive, oh what I wouldn't give to go back the day I first met him!
SIMON: You never told me about that.
DAME TROT: I’m not sure I can talk about your father right now, I’ll get all upset. (She sniffles a little)
SIMON: Mum, are you ok?
DAME TROT: Yes, dear. I’m fine. (She sniffles again) Totally fine. (She sniffles again, louder)
SIMON: Are you sure?
DAME TROT: (Still sniffling) Oh yes. I’m hunky dory absolutely totally & unequivocally… (She breaks down in tears) Oh I’m not fine. I’m not fine at all. In fact… I’ve got the feels.
The AUDIENCE respond “You’re a fox, Trot!”
(To the AUDIENCE) Thank you, I feel a bit better.
SIMON: Do you think it might help to talk about him?
DAME TROT: Of course, but I just haven’t got the time. We’ve got the milk round to do!
SIMON: You could tell me about him while we sort the milk out?
DAME TROT: I suppose that could work. This is what we’ll do. I’ll tell you the story of how we met & you read out the names of the customers from that little book as we go. Every time you call a name I’ll put that person’s milk bottle into the milk crate.
SIMON: Sounds like a ‘crate’ idea!