The Lorax: Musical Script

No, Once-ler. I want something harder than blame. I want you to speak a forgotten boy’s name.

(Singing softly, a melody rising) Plant it in the shadow of the mess you made. Let the roots break the concrete where the profit laid. One seed doesn’t fix it. One tree doesn’t mend. But a forest of sorry’s a forest, my friend. the lorax musical script

(To the audience, breaking the fourth wall) He lifted me up by the scruff of my soul. He said, “Unless someone like you…” (He stops, choked.) …cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better. It’s not. No, Once-ler

(Smiling, fading into a soft golden light) I speak for the trees. And today, Once-ler… so do you. (Singing softly, a melody rising) Plant it in

(A pause. His voice softens.) You kept it.

(Stepping closer. Not angry now. Almost gentle.) I didn’t leave you. You left me for dead. You traded the sky for a roof ’round your head. You traded the breeze for the smell of the vat. And now all you’ve got is a dusty old flat.

(Clutching the jar to his chest) So what do you want? A confession? A tear? A promise to fix what I poisoned last year?