This is an excerpt from Jack Neary's adaptation of CINDERELLA.  The complete script is available by clicking HERE.

 

                                   CINDERELLA

                                   A generic forest setting, with some
                                   flexibility for various locations,
                                   including Cinderella's home, a friendly
                                   graveyard, the palace, the aisles, and
                                   the always-popular "addressing the
                                   audience limbo."

                                   At rise, two doves, BLANCHE, a female,
                                   and WHITEY, a male, are in the friendly
                                   graveyard.

                                   (As far as the dove costumes are
                                   concerned, they should be dovelike but
                                   not elaborate.  I'm thinking maybe a
                                   basic white tuxey thing with maybe a
                                   hat with a couple of feathers in it.
                                   No obtrusive beaks.  Nothing to take
                                   away from the actors' delivery.)

                                   Blanche paces nervously, as Whitey
                                   hangs out.

                                   BLANCHE
            This is just...this is...this is too much...I mean the
            tension...the tension is...it's just...the tension...the
            tension is...You know what I'm talkin' about here?

                                   WHITEY
            You're talking about the tension.

                                   BLANCHE
            Exactly.  I'm talkin' about the tension.  It's just...the
            tension is just...it's just...

                                   WHITEY
            Unbearable?

                                   BLANCHE
            Exactly.  Unbearable.  The tension is unbearable.

                                   WHITEY
            Blanche, you gotta relax.

                                   BLANCHE
            Relax?  Is that what you said?  Relax?  How can I relax?
            Tell me that.  Go ahead, Whitey, tell me.  How?  How can I
            relax?  Better yet, why?  Why should I relax?

                                   WHITEY
            Because you're a dove.  You're the symbol of peace and
            tranquility. 

                                   BLANCHE
            Well, right now I'm the symbol of tension and irritability.
            I can't relax.   Not until I find out who the Prince is going
            to pick to be his bride!

                                   WHITEY
            It's out of your hands.  There's nothing you can do about it.

                                   BLANCHE
            Oh, yeah?  Is that right, smartypants?  Well, there IS
            something I can do about it.  I can pace and whine and kvech!
            That's what I can do about it!

                                   WHITEY
            You're embarrassing yourself.

                                   BLANCHE
            In front of who?  You?  Big deal!

                                   WHITEY
            No.  In front of them.
                          (indicates audience)

                                   BLANCHE
            Them who?

                                   WHITEY
                          (points)
            Them!

                                   BLANCHE
                          (looks, shrieks)
            Aaaah!  Who are they?

                                   WHITEY
            They are the people who want to know why you're so tense!

                                   BLANCHE
            Oh.  Well.  Maybe we should tell them.

                                   WHITEY
            Maybe we should.

                                   BLANCHE
            All right.  You start.

                                   WHITEY
            No.  You start.  It'll get your mind off your problem.

                                   BLANCHE
            I don't have a problem!  The Prince has a problem.  That's
            who has a problem!

                                   BLANCHE (CONT'D)
            And if he doesn't do something about his problem pretty soon,
            I'm...I'm...Oh, the tension...the tension...

                                   WHITEY
            Tell them the story!  From the beginning!

                                   BLANCHE
            Oh, all right, all right, all right!
                          (moves to tombstone)
            It all started right here a few months ago.  Right by this
            tombstone.  This is where Whitey and I live...

                                   WHITEY
            Perch.

                                   BLANCHE
            What--ever!  This is where we perch.  And one day, we were
            perching...minding our own business...
                          (they get into perching
                           positions)
            ...when this sweet young girl appeared, carrying flowers to
            her mother's grave...

                                   MARIANNE, a very sweet and pretty young
                                   girl appears, with the flowers, and
                                   places them in front of the tombstone.
                                   She then talks to the stone.

                                   MARIANNE
            Hello, Mother.  I'm sorry I didn't get here yesterday.  I try
            to visit every day, but yesterday Father had to go into town
            to see that...that lady...and he wanted me to come along to
            meet her.

                                   BLANCHE
                          (speaks to Whitey, Marianne
                           can't hear)
            She's been here every day since the funeral almost a year
            ago!

                                   WHITEY
            Ssh!

                                   BLANCHE
            She can't hear me.  I'm a bird!

                                   WHITEY
            You certainly are.

                                   MARIANNE
            Oh, Mother, he told me he was going to marry her!  And it
            makes me so....so very...
                          (she begins to cry)

                                   BLANCHE
            Upset.  I bet it makes her upset.

                                   WHITEY
            No flies on you.

                                   BLANCHE
            Where?

                                   WHITEY
            Ssh.  Listen...

                                   MARIANNE
            I remember what you told me when you were so ill.  You told
            me to always be good.  You said that if I were good and
            honest and kind and never lost my temper, that no harm would
            come to me, and that I would lead a wonderful life.  But,
            Mother...Father doesn't see what this lady is really like.
            He is blinded by her...and...well, he gets so worried about
            me when he travels and...oh, when I see Father with
            this...lady....it makes me so...so...

                                   BLANCHE
            Mad.  I bet it makes her mad.

                                   MARIANNE
            Angry.

                                   BLANCHE
            Same thing.

                                   WHITEY
            Ssh!

                                   MARIANNE
            But I want to be good.  Because that's what you asked of me
            when you...you...

                                   BLANCHE
            Died.

                                   WHITEY
            Ssh!

                                   BLANCHE
            Oh, ssh yourself!

                                   MARIANNE
            So I will be good.  No matter what happens.  I won't get
            angry.  I won't disobey.  I will do everything Father and
            this...lady ask of me, because I know if I do, I know if I am
            a good person, that good things will happen for me.

                                   BLANCHE
            Oh, dream on, sister.

                                   WHITEY
            Ssh!

                                   MARIANNE
            Goodbye, Mother.  Until next time...
                          (Marianne leaves)

                                   Blanche and Whitey step away from their
                                   perches and address the audience.

                                   BLANCHE
            Well, we had grown quite fond of this girl, even though we
            didn't know her name.

                                   WHITEY
            Marianne.

                                   BLANCHE
            And when we saw what she...what?

                                   WHITEY
            Marianne. Her name is Marianne.

                                   BLANCHE
            How do you know?

                                   WHITEY
            I pay attention.  You fret.  I pay attention.

                                   BLANCHE
            Well, anyway...we were curious about what was going on, so we
            followed her home that very day...and wouldn't you know it-
            that lady she was talking about was there!

                                   WHITEY
            As was her father.  And they had a very big surprise for
            little Marianne.
                          (we see Marianne's home)

                                   BLANCHE
            I can't believe you knew her name...

                                   WHITEY
            Ssh!

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