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Prologue ~ You Are What You Feel

Narrator ~ Mickey

Hiya folks! Ya know, some kids only sit and dream about
The great things they'll do when they grow too old to play.
Some kids don't plan anything.
They age fast then disappear.
They hide their dreams from others... from themselves.
Well, ya' can hide dreams, but failures? Nah!
Relax, I ain't gonna try and tell ya what's wrong or right.
Kids dream a lot and some of us are lucky, while some just ain't.
Who can say what's imagined or real?
This is Hollywood... Well, Burbank...
You are what you feel.
Wait! What I got to say can be told a better way.
In the story of a little rascal whose dreams came true.
And he could be you.

Butch

Hey! Buckwheat!
Have you been keepin' up my quota?
My records don't show your contribution for some while.

Buckwheat

Good mornin', Butch.
I done turned in my quota this week.
Yessir! 100 marbles. All different.
Beautiful colors!

Butch

100 marbles this week?
Who'd you give 'em to?
Me? Or Woim here?
I show you as missing the last two months.
With my compound interest that's about
8,000 marbles you owe me! I want em by tonight!
Or you'll be doin' time in my jail!
Have you ever done time?
Makes a fella' see things that aren't there.
Imagining things, talkin' to the walls...
Be a wise guy and you'll me up with my fists!
You're too smart to be wise.
Marbles! By tonight.

Buckwheat

In your jail?
Gulp!
I'll get you those marbles, Butch!
I promise.

Arriving at the gang's Klubhouse, Buckwheat proceeds to tell his friends
Of his conversation about the missing marbles with Butch.

Buckwheat

Honest fellas! I've tried to keep up the weekly payments.
But, I'm done squeezed bone dry.
The only thing I've got left is this sepia color raincoat.
My grandpa gave me.
And a raincoat in California?
Seems like it never rains here.
Endless sunny days if Butch don't cloud things up!

Spanky

A little fall of rain, can hardly hurt you now...
The rain will wash away what's past...
And rain will make the flowers grow...

Alfalfa

Of course, you could always join a monastery.
Or fight Butch in the boxing ring.
That's what I'd do!
I'd hit him with my left hook!
I'd hit him with my right hook!
I'd hit him with my middle hook!
That's just to catch him off guard!

Spanky

Cheer up, Buckwheat!
At the end of the day
You're another day older!
And that's all you can say for the life of the poor!
At the end of the day
There's another day dawning!
And the sun in the morning is waiting to rise!

Darla

Yes, tell us a story or sing a song.
It'll make you feel better!

Spanky

One day more!
Another day, another destiny!
This never ending road to Calvary!
These men who seem to know your crime
Will surely come a second time!
One day more!
C'mon, Buckwheat! Forget your troubles.
C'mon... Get happy!
We're gonna chase the blues away!

Buckwheat stands on the Klubhouse stage excitedly telling a story he had learned in Sunday school.
His voice amplifies and echoes, each listening in awe to his unique Bible story.
As he breaks into song the gang gasps, their mouths agape!
It had never been told quite like this before!

Jacob, The Talkative One

Buckwheat

A long time ago when its ink was still wet,
The Bible tells how Israel was beget
Jacob lived in Canaan's happy land,
A model citizen, born with the gift of the gab
Jacob, the talkative one,
Depended on the family working down on his farm
Jacob, the talkative one,
He could talk to the animals from the day he was born
Jacob was the first man in recorded history,
To speak with cow, bird, or chimpanzee
Widely known as Israel The Animal wrestling in his sleep
Spent time not counting just talking to the sheep
Jacob, the talkative one,
Elevating livestock in more ways than one
Jacob, the talkative one,
Horse, mule, and donkey, their minds united as one
Reuben, the eldest of the twelve children of Israel,
With Simeon and Levi sandwiched next in line
Napthali and Isaachar with Asher and Dan,
Zebulun and Gad loaded the bases with nine
Jacob, Jacob and sons,
Benjamin and Judah, finish a football team
Jacob, I've left out but one,
Joseph, Jacob's favorite son
Jacob, the talkative one!

Spanky

Say! Buckwheat, what's the big idea?

Darla

You're right, Spanky!
They didn't tell it like that in my Sunday school class.
Teacher said Joseph was sold into slavery by his brothers.

Stymie

Slavery? By his brothers?
I'm sure glad I ain't in his family!

Alfalfa

Joseph was the favorite of twelve sons.
Jacob gave Joseph this coat... a multi-colored coat.
It was brightly colored to make him stand out from the crowd.

Stymie

I bet they were jealous!
Nice coats are hard to come by.
'Specially warm ones.
Buckwheat, you should be greatful to grandpa!

Buckwheat

As I was sayin' fellas, Jacob had all these sons
But he didn't care 'bout none of them much except for Joseph.
He gave Joseph a beautiful coat.
Everyone else was jealous.
They wanted their father's attention and didn't get it.
He was blind to all but his youngest son, Joseph.
Joseph had the ability to decipher dreams.
He could hear somebody's dream then tell them what it meant.
This made his brothers even madder.
They felt plain next to Joseph's dreams...
And Jacob talking to the animals.
Jealous bones a showin' though the skin!

Shirley

No, I don't need to hear about talking to the animals today.
Buckwheat, you should pay closer attention in Sunday school.
You're telling about Dr. Doolittle. It was on the radio last night!

Buckwheat

Dr. Doolittle?
Okay, maybe Jacob didn't talk to the animals.
But who's to say what he couldn't do?
Certainly not his other sons!
They just wanted Joseph out of the picture.

Darla

You ought to go back to Sunday school
Ask your teacher to go over the story again, Buckwheat.
This time, pay closer attention.

Buckwheat agrees with Darla and promptly decides to leaves the clubhouse.
He crosses over the rickety, narrow Burbank Rivulet bridge...
He pauses... Ponders his own watery reflection.

Buckwheat

Who is to say? What really became of Joseph?
What is to become of me?

Joseph And The Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat © Sir Andrew Lloyd Webber
This page has no affiliation with any of the above organizations.

Original Buckwheat And The Amazing Sepia Color Raincoat © 2004 William P Cary ~ CARCEN Productions
All rights reserved - Publishing rights available

The names and likenesses of the characters appearing in the Little Rascals and Our Gang photoplays, and any images and pictures from such photoplays, are collectively the copyrighted and trademark-protected property of King World Productions, Inc and Turner Entertainment Co. and are made available only for private, non-commercial use. Please take notice that any unauthorized display, distribution, transmission or other use of this material, is expressly prohibited and constitutes a violation of King World's and Turner Entertainment's rights.

Last modified January 21, 2004

CARCEN Productions ~ Webpage Design
This site is non-commercial and non-profit.


Prologue ~ You Are What You Feel

Narrator ~ Mickey	Hiya folks! Ya know, some kids only sit and dream about The great things they'll do when they grow too old to play. Some kids don't plan anything. They age fast then disappear. They hide their dreams from others... from themselves. Well, ya' can hide dreams, but failures? Nah! Relax, I ain't gonna try and tell ya what's wrong or right. Kids dream a lot and some of us are lucky, while some just ain't. Who can say what's imagined or real? This is Hollywood... Well, Burbank... You are what you feel. Wait! What I got to say can be told a better way. In the story of a little rascal whose dreams came true. And he could be you.

Butch	Hey! Buckwheat! Have you been keepin' up my quota? My records don't show your contribution for some while.
Buckwheat	Good mornin', Butch. I done turned in my quota this week. Yessir! 100 marbles. All different. Beautiful colors!
Butch	100 marbles this week? Who'd you give 'em to? Me? Or Woim here? I show you as missing the last two months. With my compound interest that's about 8,000 marbles you owe me! I want em by tonight! Or you'll be doin' time in my jail! Have you ever done time? Makes a fella' see things that aren't there. Imagining things, talkin' to the walls... Be a wise guy and you'll me up with my fists! You're too smart to be wise. Marbles! By tonight.
Buckwheat	In your jail? Gulp! I'll get you those marbles, Butch! I promise.

Arriving at the gang's Klubhouse, Buckwheat proceeds to tell his friends Of his conversation about the missing marbles with Butch.

Buckwheat	Honest fellas! I've tried to keep up the weekly payments. But, I'm done squeezed bone dry. The only thing I've got left is this sepia color raincoat. My grandpa gave me. And a raincoat in California? Seems like it never rains here. Endless sunny days if Butch don't cloud things up!
Spanky	A little fall of rain, can hardly hurt you now... The rain will wash away what's past... And rain will make the flowers grow...
Alfalfa	Of course, you could always join a monastery. Or fight Butch in the boxing ring. That's what I'd do! I'd hit him with my left hook! I'd hit him with my right hook! I'd hit him with my middle hook! That's just to catch him off guard!
Spanky	Cheer up, Buckwheat! At the end of the day You're another day older! And that's all you can say for the life of the poor! At the end of the day There's another day dawning! And the sun in the morning is waiting to rise!
Darla	Yes, tell us a story or sing a song. It'll make you feel better!
Spanky	One day more! Another day, another destiny! This never ending road to Calvary! These men who seem to know your crime Will surely come a second time! One day more! C'mon, Buckwheat! Forget your troubles. C'mon... Get happy! We're gonna chase the blues away!

Buckwheat stands on the Klubhouse stage excitedly telling a story he had learned in Sunday school. His voice amplifies and echoes, each listening in awe to his unique Bible story. As he breaks into song the gang gasps, their mouths agape! It had never been told quite like this before!

Jacob, The Talkative One

Buckwheat	A long time ago when its ink was still wet, The Bible tells how Israel was beget Jacob lived in Canaan's happy land, A model citizen, born with the gift of the gab Jacob, the talkative one, Depended on the family working down on his farm Jacob, the talkative one, He could talk to the animals from the day he was born Jacob was the first man in recorded history, To speak with cow, bird, or chimpanzee Widely known as Israel The Animal wrestling in his sleep Spent time not counting just talking to the sheep Jacob, the talkative one, Elevating livestock in more ways than one Jacob, the talkative one, Horse, mule, and donkey, their minds united as one Reuben, the eldest of the twelve children of Israel, With Simeon and Levi sandwiched next in line Napthali and Isaachar with Asher and Dan, Zebulun and Gad loaded the bases with nine Jacob, Jacob and sons, Benjamin and Judah, finish a football team Jacob, I've left out but one, Joseph, Jacob's favorite son Jacob, the talkative one!
Spanky	Say! Buckwheat, what's the big idea?
Darla	You're right, Spanky! They didn't tell it like that in my Sunday school class. Teacher said Joseph was sold into slavery by his brothers.
Stymie	Slavery? By his brothers? I'm sure glad I ain't in his family!
Alfalfa	Joseph was the favorite of twelve sons. Jacob gave Joseph this coat... a multi-colored coat. It was brightly colored to make him stand out from the crowd.
Stymie	I bet they were jealous! Nice coats are hard to come by. 'Specially warm ones. Buckwheat, you should be greatful to grandpa!
Buckwheat	As I was sayin' fellas, Jacob had all these sons But he didn't care 'bout none of them much except for Joseph. He gave Joseph a beautiful coat. Everyone else was jealous. They wanted their father's attention and didn't get it. He was blind to all but his youngest son, Joseph. Joseph had the ability to decipher dreams. He could hear somebody's dream then tell them what it meant. This made his brothers even madder. They felt plain next to Joseph's dreams... And Jacob talking to the animals. Jealous bones a showin' though the skin!
Shirley	No, I don't need to hear about talking to the animals today. Buckwheat, you should pay closer attention in Sunday school. You're telling about Dr. Doolittle. It was on the radio last night!
Buckwheat	Dr. Doolittle? Okay, maybe Jacob didn't talk to the animals. But who's to say what he couldn't do? Certainly not his other sons! They just wanted Joseph out of the picture.
Darla	You ought to go back to Sunday school Ask your teacher to go over the story again, Buckwheat. This time, pay closer attention.

Buckwheat agrees with Darla and promptly decides to leaves the clubhouse. He crosses over the rickety, narrow Burbank Rivulet bridge... He pauses... Ponders his own watery reflection.

Buckwheat	Who is to say? What really became of Joseph? What is to become of me?


Joseph And The Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat © Sir Andrew Lloyd Webber This page has no affiliation with any of the above organizations. Original Buckwheat And The Amazing Sepia Color Raincoat © 2004 William P Cary ~ CARCEN Productions All rights reserved - Publishing rights available The names and likenesses of the characters appearing in the Little Rascals and Our Gang photoplays, and any images and pictures from such photoplays, are collectively the copyrighted and trademark-protected property of King World Productions, Inc and Turner Entertainment Co. and are made available only for private, non-commercial use. Please take notice that any unauthorized display, distribution, transmission or other use of this material, is expressly prohibited and constitutes a violation of King World's and Turner Entertainment's rights. Last modified January 21, 2004 CARCEN Productions ~ Webpage Design This site is non-commercial and non-profit.