The Lorax Musical Script -

(A pause. His voice softens.) You kept it.

The game? Boy, the game ended ten thousand stumps back. You’ve turned the Truffula groves into bric-a-brac and a shack! You’ve silenced the Swomee-Swans, choked the Humming-Fish dumb. And still you sit there, counting your nails and your thumb.

(Stepping closer. Not angry now. Almost gentle.) I didn’t leave you. You left me for dead. You traded the sky for a roof ’round your head. You traded the breeze for the smell of the vat. And now all you’ve got is a dusty old flat. the lorax musical script

Setting: A murky, grey wasteland. The stage is littered with jagged stumps and skeletal factory parts. A single, rusty ladder leads up to the ONCE-LER’s shuttered window. The air smells of "smogulous smoke."

(Sing-speaking, a raspy, soulful growl) I speak for the trees, though the trees are all gone. I speak for the wind, though the wind has moved on. I’ve shouted and hollered till my voice went dry, At the fool in the window with the greedy green eye. (A pause

(Muttering, to himself) Go away, little pest. There’s no profit in shame. And you can’t knit a Thneed without playing the game.

(A long silence. Then, barely a whisper.) …Ted. Boy, the game ended ten thousand stumps back

No, Once-ler. I want something harder than blame. I want you to speak a forgotten boy’s name.