Song by Bat Boy: The Musical Cast<br /><br>
SHERIFF: Evening folks!<br>
SHELLEY: Whatcha got?<br>
SHERIFF: Doctor home?<br>
MEREDITH: No, he's not.<br>
SHERIFF: Wen's he back?<br>
MEREDITH: An hour or so.<br>
SHELLEY: The heck is that?<br>
SHERIFF: Well, I don't know.<br>
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MEREDITH: What in the world?<br>
SHELLEY: Where did you find?<br>
MEREDITH: What is he doing?<br>
SHELLEY: He's out of his mind!<br>
MEREDITH: Is he in pain?<br>
SHELLEY: Is he insane?<br>
SHERIFF: Maybe and possibly, let me explain.<br>
(Sheriff knocks Bat Boy down with his pistol.)<br>
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MEREDITH AND SHELLEY: No!<br>
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SHERIFF: Aw, heck. Maybe I shouldn'tve done that.<br>
But that boy was hoppin' like a scalded dog.<br>
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MEREDITH: Boy?<br>
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SHERIFF: Maybe. Frankly, that's why I'm here.<br>
I figure maybe we need a veterinarian to sort this out.<br>
I'm hoping Dr.Parker will know what to do.<br>
I didn't know where else to take him...<br>
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SHELLEY: Mom!<br>
MEREDITH: Shelley, quiet!<br>
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SHERIFF: Can't go to jail, he's underage.<br>
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SHELLEY: Mom!<br>
MEREDITH: Shelley, quiet!<br>
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SHERIFF: <br>
Folks up at the Med School, bet they'd carve him up or bake him.<br>
I'd send the FBI a page, but I don't think we're at that stage-<br>
So, here he is folks, he's all yours.<br>
Couldn't leave him out of doors, creepin' on all fours.<br>
We could always shoot him but that don't seem right to me.<br>
'N I can't rid myself o' my Christian Charity.<br>
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SHELLEY: Can we see him?<br>
MEREDITH: Shelley- get away!<br>
SHERIFF: You listen to your mother, Shelley.<br>
You don't want to be near if it wakes up.<br>
It bit one of the Taylor kids.<br>
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MEREDITH: Shelley, don't stare- Shelley, don't poke.<br>
What is this, sheriff, some kind of sick joke?<br>
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SHELLEY: Mom, he's so gross! Mom, can he stay?<br>
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SHERIFF: Shel, I was hopin' you'd see it that way.<br>
I'm comin' up for re-election.<br>
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SHELLEY: Mom!<br>
MEREDITH: Shelley, quiet!<br>
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SHERIFF: I gotta bring this thing to heel.<br>
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SHELLEY: Mom!<br>
MEREDITH: Shelley, quiet!<br>
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SHERIFF: A boy with his complextion's gonna meet with some objections,<br>
'N I think I know how folks will feel once they hear this "Bat Child" is for real.<br>
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SHELLEY: It's a bat child? MOM! We gotta keep it!<br>
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MEREDITH: <br>
All right, sheriff. Dr. Parker has some cages. I'll take care of the boy for you.<br>
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SHERIFF: Ah, that's great, Meredith. I can't thank you enough for the favor.<br>
And if he turns into a pain, call me, I've got stun guns and a chain.<br>
SHELLEY: WHOA!<br>
MEREDITH: OH!<br>
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SHERIFF: (overlapping) So here he is folks, he's all yours.<br>
I couldn't leave him out of doors, creeping on all fours.<br>
We may have to put him down-<br>
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MEREDITH: (overlapping) Don't stare, Shelley- please don't poke.<br>
Don't touch him, Shelley, don't provoke.<br>
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SHELLEY: (overlapping) Mom! Look at him! I know but Mom...<br>
Look at him! What's wrong with him?<br>
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ALL: For now we'll wait and see!<br>
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SHERIFF AND MEREDITH: We can't rid ourselves of our Christian Charity.<br>
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SHERIFF: (overlapping) So, here he is folks, he's all yours.<br>
Couldn't leave him out of doors, creeping on all fours.<br>
Those thunderclouds are closing in-<br>
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MEREDITH: (overlapping) Don't stare, Shelley, please don't poke.<br>
Don't touch him, Shelley, don't provoke!<br>
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SHELLEY: (overlapping) MOOOOOOOOOOMMM!<br>
MOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMM!<br>
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ALL: We can't just let him be.<br>
We can't rid ourselves of our Christian Charity.<br>
We can't rid ourselves of our Christian Charity.<br>
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SHELLEY: Mom!<br>
MEREDITH: Shelley, quiet!<br>
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