ALADDIN

Prince Ali, Handsome is he, Ali Ababwa

There's no question this Ali's alluring

That physique, how can I speak

Never ordinary, never boring

Weak at the knee

Everything about the man just plain impresses

Well, get on out in that square

He's a wonder, he's a whiz, a wonder

Adjust your veil and prepare

He's about to pull my heart asunder

To gawk and grovel and stare at Prince Ali!

And I absolutely love the way he dresses!

(JASMINE has been watching from the balcony of the palace. She

humphs it off, then leaves.)

CHORUS: He's got ninety-five white Persian monkeys!

(He's got the monkeys, let's see the monkeys!)

And to view them, he charges no fee!

(He's generous, so generous)

He's got slaves, he's got servants and flunkies!

(Proud to work for him)

They bow to his whim, love serving him

They're just lousy with loyalty to Ali! Prince Ali!

(ALADDIN throws gold coins out to the people, who rush over to

collect them. ABU and the parade march up the steps of the

palace and inside. The SULTAN runs back inside to the door

to the throne room, but JAFAR stands in front of the door.

Suddenly, it bursts open, with ABU leading the way, and crushing

JAFAR and IAGO behind the door.)

GENIE: Prince Ali!

Amorous he! Ali Ababwa

Heard your princess was a sight lovely to see!

And that,good people, is why

He got dolled up and dropped by

With sixty elephants, llamas galore

With his bears and lions

A brass band and more

With his forty fakirs, his cooks, his bakers

His birds that warble on key

Make way for Prince Ali!

(More and more fanfare build up until ALADDIN flies off ABU's back

on MAGIC CARPET and flies down to the SULTAN. JAFAR slams the

door shut.)

SULTAN: (Clapping) Splendid, absolutely marvelous.

ALADDIN: (Takes on a deeper voice.) Ahem. Your majesty, I have

journeyed from afar to seek your daughter's hand.

SULTAN: Prince Ali Ababwa! Of course. I'm delighted to

meet you. (He rushes over and shakes ALI's hand.)

This is my royal vizier, Jafar. He's delighted

too.

JAFAR: (Extremely dryly) Ecstatic. I'm afraid, Prince

Abooboo--

ALADDIN: --Ababwa!

JAFAR: Whatever. You cannot just parade in here uninvited

and expect to--

SULTAN: ...by Allah, this is quite a remarkable device.

(He tugs at the tassels, and they tug his

moustache.) I don't suppose I might...

ALADDIN: Why certainly, your majesty. Allow me.

(He helps the SULTAN up onto the CARPET, and he plops down.

JAFAR pins the CARPET down on the floor with the staff.)

JAFAR: Sire, I must advise against this--

SULTAN: --Oh, button up, Jafar. Learn to have a little fun.

(He kicks away the staff and CARPET and SULTAN fly away. IAGO, who

was standing on the head of the staff, falls down, repeatedly

bopping the staff with his beak as he descends. SULTAN and

CARPET fly high into the ceiling, then begin a dive-bomb attack,

flying under ABU, scaring him. The flight continues in the

background, while JAFAR and ALI talk in the foreground.)

JAFAR: Just where did you say you were from?

ALADDIN: Oh, much farther than you've traveled, I'm sure.

(He smiles. JAFAR does not.)

JAFAR: Try me. (IAGO lands on the staff.)

SULTAN: Look out, Polly!

(They all duck in time as the CARPET whizzes centimetres over their

heads. CARPET returns and the SULTAN chases IAGO around the room.)

IAGO: Hey, watch it. Watch it with the dumb rug!

(The CARPET zooms underneath IAGO, who sighs, wipes his brow, and

crashes into a pillar. He crashes to the floor, and his head

is circled by miniature SULTANS on CARPETS, saying "Have a cracker,

have a cracker. The real SULTAN begins his final approach.)

SULTAN: Out of the way, I'm coming in to land. Jafar,

watch this! (He lands.)

JAFAR: Spectacular, your highness.

SULTAN: Ooh, lovely. Yes, I do seem to have a knack for

it. (CARPET walks over to ABU dizzily, then

collapses. ABU catches it.) This is a very

impressive youth. And a prince as well. (Whispers

to JAFAR) If we're lucky, you won't have to marry

Jasmine after all.

JAFAR: I don't trust him, sire.

SULTAN: Nonsense. One thing I pride myself on Jafar, I'm

an excellent judge of character.

IAGO: Oh, excellent judge, yeah, sure...not!!!

(JASMINE walks in quietly.)

SULTAN: Jasmine will like this one!

ALADDIN: And I'm pretty sure I'll like Princess Jasmine!

JAFAR: Your highness, no. I must intercede on Jasmine's

behalf. (JASMINE hears this and gets mad.) This

boy is no different than the others. What makes

him think he is worthy of the princess?

ALADDIN: Your majesty, I am Prince Ali Ababwa! (He pricks

JAFAR's goatee, which springs out in all

directions.) Just let her meet me. I will win

your daughter!

JASMINE: How dare you! (They all look at her surprised.)

All of you, standing around deciding my future? I

am not a prize to be won! (She storms out.)

SULTAN: Oh, dear. Don't worry, Prince Ali. Just give

Jasmine time to cool down. (They exit.)

JAFAR: I think it's time to say good bye to Prince

Abooboo.

(Diss to JASMINE on her balcony at night. We tilt down and find

ALADDIN and company in the courtyard.)

ALADDIN: What am I going to do? Jasmine won't even let me

talk to her. I should have known I couldn't pull

off this stupid prince wish. (ABU struggles with

his elephant paws to open a banana. He squishes

it, and the banana squirts into his eye. He then

tosses the banana peel into a heaping pile of the

same.)

GENIE: (to carpet, playing chess) So move! (CARPET does,

knocking a black piece off the board.) Hey.

That's a good move. (As Rodney Dangerfield) I

can't believe it--I'm losing to a rug.

ALADDIN: Genie, I need help.

GENIE: (as Jack Nicholson) All right, sparky, here's the

deal. You wanna court the little lady, you gotta

be a straight shooter, do ya follow me?

ALADDIN: What?

GENIE: (Back to normal, wearing a mortarboard. He points

out his words on a blackboard) Tell her

the...TRUTH!!!

ALADDIN: No way! If Jasmine found out I was really some

crummy street rat, she'd laugh at me. (He

puts on his turban, which lights up as the GENIE.)

GENIE: A woman appreciates a man who can make her laugh!

(ALADDIN pulls the chain turning off the light.

GENIE comes out holding the real turban.) Al, all

joking aside, you really oughtta be yourself.

ALADDIN: Hey, that's the last thing I want to be. Okay,

I'm gonna go see her. I gotta be smooth, cool,

confident. How do I look?

GENIE: (Sadly) Like a prince.

(ALADDIN flies up to the balcony on CARPET. JASMINE is on her bed,

sighing. RAJAH is by her side.)

ALADDIN: (From a distance) Princess Jasmine?

(RAJAH looks up and growls.)

JASMINE: Who's there?

ALADDIN: It's me--Prince Ali. Ahem--(Then he jumps to his

deep voice) Prince Ali Ababwa.

JASMINE: I do not want to see you.

ALADDIN: No, no, please princess. Give me a chance. (RAJAH

growls and advances on him.)

JAFAR: Just leave me alone.

ALADDIN: Down kitty!

(Over the edge of the balcony, CARPET is watching with GENIE below.)

GENIE: How's our beau doing?

(CARPET cuts his neck with his finger.)

ALADDIN: Good kitty, take off. Down kitty. (He takes off

his turban to brush RAJAH away.)

JASMINE: (She looks at him thinking she has seen him

before.) Wait, wait. Do I know you?

ALADDIN: (Quickly replaces his turban) Uh, no, no.

JASMINE: You remind me of someone I met in the marketplace.

ALADDIN: The marketplace? (A bee buzzes around his head.)

I have servants that go to the marketplace for me.

Why I even have servants who go to the marketplace

for my servants, so it couldn't have been me you

met.

JASMINE: (She looks disappointed.) No, I guess not.

BEE: (It's the GENIE) Enough about you, Casanova. Talk

about her! She's smart, fun, the hair, the eyes.

Anything--pick a feature!

ALADDIN: Um, Princess Jasmine? You're very...

BEE: Wonderful, glorious, magnificent, punctual!

ALADDIN: Punctual!

JASMINE: Punctual?

BEE: Sorry.

ALADDIN: Beautiful.

BEE: Nice recovery.

JASMINE: Hmm. I'm rich too, you know.

ALADDIN: Yeah!

JASMINE: The daughter of a sultan

ALADDIN: I know.

JASMINE: A fine prize for any prince to marry.

ALADDIN: Uh, right. Right. A prince like me.

BEE: (Buzzing in his ear) Warning! Warning!

JASMINE: Right, a prince like you. And every other stuffed shirt,

swaggering, peacock I've met!

BEE: (Rear end on fire, wearing goggles and crashing) Mayday!

Mayday!

JASMINE: Just go jump off a balcony! (She turns and walks away)

ALADDIN: What?

BEE: Stop her! Stop her! Do you want me to sting her?

ALADDIN: (Swats at bee) Buzz off!

BEE: Okay, fine. But remember--bee yourself! (BEE buzzes into

his turban)