Hipsters and Squares
Part 3: Once Upon a Time
It’s easy to see why Henson had a soft spot for hipsters — they had a real knack for letting the hot air out of pretentious squares. In this sketch, the hipster-square dynamic even invaded the world of fairy tales…
Cast: Frank Oz (Snow White),
Jim Henson (Pokey, Flaky, Sneaky voice),
Jerry Nelson (Sparky, Schnooky, Drippy voice),
Richard Hunt (Sneaky and Drippy puppets).
(Peppy fairytale music plays as Snow White skips up to the dwarves’ cottage, humming a happy tune.) | |
Snow W
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La la la-la, la la la-la, laaa laaa laaaaaa… |
(She knocks on the door.) | |
Pokey
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Yeah, come in! The door’s open! |
Snow W
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He-llooooo! |
Pokey
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Yeah? |
Snow W
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I bet you know who I am! |
Pokey
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Can’t say as I do, lady. |
Snow W
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Oh. Well. I’ll give you a hint. You are all dwarves, right? |
Pinky
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Yeah, so what? |
Snow W
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Well, I’m Snow White! |
Drippy
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Hmmm? |
Pokey
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Well, that’s, uh, that’s terrific, baby, I’m pleased ta meet ya! What can we do for ya? |
Snow W
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Oh. Well. Now, I’m not sure I’m in the right place. How many dwarves are there here? |
Schnooky
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How many, that’s a good question! Let’s see, there’s, uh, there’s Pokey… |
Pokey
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Yeah, there’s Pokey. |
Schnooky
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And there’s Sparky. |
Sparky
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Eh. |
Schnooky
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And, uh… |
Pokey
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Flaky. |
Schnooky
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Flaky, yeah, and then there’s, uh, Sneaky, and Pokey… |
Pokey
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No, you named Pokey, you already named me already. |
Schnooky
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Oh, I did. |
Pokey
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Yeah. |
Sparky
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Hey, we gotta do somethin’ else. Let’s count off. Let’s get in a big circle. |
Pokey
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Oh, okay, all right. Get in a circle, we’ll count off. |
Sparky
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Now, when we count off, jump up, so we’ll know. |
Pokey
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Okay. |
Sparky
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I’ll start. One! |
Schnooky
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Two. |
Pokey
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Three. |
Flaky
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Four! |
Drippy
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Five. |
Sneaky
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Six! (They go around the circle, and keep going.) |
Sparky
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Seven! |
Schnooky
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Eight! |
Pokey
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Nine. |
Flaky
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Ten. |
Drippy
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Eleven. |
Sneaky
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Twelve… |
Snow W
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Now, wait a minute… |
Sparky
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Thirteen! |
Schnooky
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Fourteen. |
Snow W
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Uh, dwarves… |
Pokey
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Fifteen. |
Flaky
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Sixteen! |
Snow W
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Oh, just a moment… oh, hush now… |
Pokey
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Oh, wait, wait a second. |
Sparky
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I got counted twice. |
Snow W
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Now, just a moment, listen… |
Pokey
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I got counted a couple of times, too. |
Sparky
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That’s okay, it’s good for ya! |
Snow W
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Let’s all settle down. |
Flaky
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I got counted three times. |
Snow W
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If you all talk, you can’t hear me-ee! So let’s all settle down. |
Snow W
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This is no good. When you count something, you’re supposed to count everything one time only. Now, let’s all line up, and I’ll count you. Let’s go. |
Pokey
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Yeah! Good idea. Line up, everybody. Okay. |
Snow W
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Line up! That’s right. You get there, and you there. |
Snow W
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All right, now. Here we go. And who’s this? |
Sparky
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Uh… I’m Sparky. |
Snow W
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Sparky, you will be number one. |
Sparky
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Number one. |
Snow W
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Yes. Who’s this right here? |
Schnooky
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I’m Schnooky. |
Snow W
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All right, Schnooky, you’ll be number two. |
Schnooky
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Number two. |
Snow W
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Who’s your little friend here? |
Pokey
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Little friend? I’m Pokey, lady. |
Snow W
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All right, Pokey, you’ll be number three. And who’s with you, Pokey? |
Flaky
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I’m Flaky. |
Snow W
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Flaky, I’m sorry to hear that, you’ll be number four. |
Flaky
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All right. |
Snow W
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And who’s this little sweetheart here? |
Drippy
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I’m Drippy. |
Snow W
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Drippy, you’ll be number five. |
Drippy
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Mmmm. |
Snow W
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And little dear, what’s your name? |
Sneaky
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I’m Sneaky. |
Snow W
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Sneaky? You’ll be number six. |
Snow W
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And… (She turns to the next dwarf, but there isn’t one.) … uh… Where’s the other one? |
Sparky
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There’s not any other one. We’re only six of us. |
Snow W
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But, uh… isn’t this the cottage of the seven dwarves? |
Pokey
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No, no, no, this is the cottage of the six dwarves! You want the cottage of the seven dwarves, that’s on down the street. You go down about three doors and turn left at the post office. |
Snow W
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Oh. I’m terribly sorry. |
(Snow White exits, humming to more peppy music.) | |
Snow W
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La la la-la, la la la-la, laaaaa… |
(The dwarves watch her go.) | |
Pokey
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What was that all about? |
Sparky
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I don’t know. She was weird. |
Flaky
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You suppose we oughta call the seven dwarves and warn ’em? |
Schnooky
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Good idea. |
(They exit to the phone.) |
by Danny Horn