FRAGMENTS FROM “BLAGOJEVICH! THE MUSICAL”

By Ben Greenman

Originally Composed January 2009

[It is 2008. BARACK OBAMA wins the Presidency handily over John McCain.]

BARACK OBAMA:

America is beautiful

A place of possibility

Where great power can coexist

With great responsibility

I’ll soon be sworn in on the Capitol steps

Looking out west toward the Lincoln Memorial

But before that day, I must address

Some matters senatorial

[BARACK OBAMA vacates his Illinois Senate seat. The responsibility of appointing a replacement falls to the unpopular Illinois governor ROD BLAGOJEVICH.]

ROD BLAGOJEVICH:

My numbers are bad

There’s no denying it

I’ve tried and I’ve tried

But the voters aren’t buying it

My approval rating’s at four per cent

That hits me like a ton of bricks

What can I do to help my case

With the other ninety-six?

[JOHN HARRIS, Blagojevich’s chief of staff, enters the office.]

ROD BLAGOJEVICH:

Disapproval’s no fun

It’s a hard state to run

Plus, the hours and the stress

Man, I’m really a mess

JOHN HARRIS:

Much as I like this psychodrama

We have business on the table

To replace Senator Obama

As selfishly as we are able

Wait: did I say selfishly?

I meant honestly. I mean,

“Selfishly” is dirty pool

And we are scrupulously clean

ROD BLAGOJEVICH:

John. You’re blinking. Why?

Is there something in your eye?

JOHN HARRIS:

Winking, not blinking

My God, you’re slow

No wonder your numbers

Are so low

ROD BLAGOJEVICH:

You’ll have to be clear

About wheelings and dealings

Four per cent, John!

It hurts my feelings

And makes it hard to concentrate

Have I mentioned that I’ve put on some weight?

JOHN HARRIS:

This appointment

Should make you feel glad

It’s not a fly in the ointment

But gains to be had

[JOHN HARRIS explains to ROD BLAGOJEVICH how the Senate seat can be sold. Down the street from the Governor’s office, BILL, a federal agent, is sitting in a van drinking coffee and monitoring the Governor’s wiretap. There is a van ahead of him and another behind him.]

BILL:

I feel useless, half dead

I feel like a vagrant

It’s cold and boring

I’m full of frustration

This long conversation

Has me nodding and snoring

Nothing that flagrant

Ever gets said

All the other agents are acting like schmucks

They stranded me here and went off to Starbucks

[JOHN HARRIS and ROD BLAGOJEVICH enter the Governor’s office. BILL switches on the tape.]

BILL:

Ho hum

The fox is in the den

Ho hum

Here we go again

JAMES HARRIS:

Let’s talk now

About the sale

Of Obama’s seat

The plan can’t fail

[BILL does a spit take.]

BILL:

Wha? What the eff?

Is this some perverse trick?

JOHN HARRIS:

Let’s make certain we get

The most for our pick

ROD BLAGOJEVICH:

I’ve dreamed of this since I was a boy

A Senate seat in Illinois

Do you know the value of what I’m holding?

I’ve got this thing and it’s fucking golden

BILL:

Holy moly. Holy hell.

Did he say what I think he said?

He can’t really be serious

My heart is racing. My face is red.

JOHN HARRIS:

Let’s take what we want

In exchange for what we give

It’s a jungle, and only

The craftiest can live

BILL:

Holy hat rack. Holy cow

Is he truly prepared to peddle the seat?

I need to get the other guys

Jack and Manny and Don and Pete

[BILL runs outside to get the other agents, JACK, MANNY, DON, and PETE. He finds them in Starbucks.]

JACK:

What’s the big idea, Bill?

I’m drinking a latte, which means we’re busy

Your face is flushed and your shirt’s untucked

You look like you’re in quite a tizzy.

[BILL gestures but cannot speak.]

DON:

Slow down, man,

And catch your breath

BILL:

You know that

Shakespeare play “Macbeth”?

PETE:

No. Well, maybe

MANNY:

Por supuesto

BILL:

Well, the Governor is twice as nuts

What he’s done might lead to arrest…oh,

I want it to be a surprise

Come to the van and listen, guys

[BILL leads JACK, MANNY, DON, and PETE back into his van and gives them all headphones. They sit and listen to ROD BLAGOJEVICH’s conversations.]

ROD BLAGOJEVICH:

Pepperoni on just one half

Also send a mushroom, large

Don’t bother telling me the price

I don’t think I should get charged

JACK:

This is only pizza, Bill

MANNY:

Si—what did we come here for?

DON:

I left a half-full mocha frappucino

Back there at the store

[BILL motions for them to listen. JOHN HARRIS and an AIDE enter the conversation.]

JOHN HARRIS:

Other men will hint and hint

Pussyfoot around the matter

I’m not going to waste your time

With whispered words and cunning chatter

Strategies will just delay it

Why not come right out and say it?

Let’s take Obama’s Senate seat

And sell it to the highest bidder

ROD BLAGOJEVICH:

Where should we start? Three million? Four?

JOHN HARRIS:

This is something to consider

Or if there’s no cash in the deal

A Cabinet post has appeal

ROD BLAGOJEVICH:

You know how the wheels turn

It pays to be nice to the nice

Health and Human Services

Will be my final price

AIDE:

This seems wrong. This seems untoward

Of course, influence moves the gears

But the process isn’t so direct

You should really wait two years

ROD BLAGOJEVICH:

No one gets this seat for free

Otherwise I’ll just keep it for me

Anyway, let’s all think more

I think that I’ll be leaving now

I’m going home. I’ll see you

JOHN HARRIS:

Ciao

[During ROD BLAGOJEVICH’s drive home, BILL and the other agents discuss what they have heard.]

PETE:

He’s trading the seat for a Cabinet post?

This guy is crazy. He’s finished. He’s toast

DON:

Hold on a second

Don’t be so hasty

I know that scandal

Is alluring and tasty

But let’s slow down

This is a man’s life

Let’s see what happens

When he talks to his wife

JACK:

They certainly seem

Like schemers and liars

But I’m holding my breath

To see what transpires

[ROD BLAGOJEVICH arrives at his home. PATRICIA BLAGOJEVICH greets him at the door.]

ROD BLAGOJEVICH:

Hi, honey

What’s up?

How was your day?

PATRICIA BLAGOJEVICH:

There’s a phone call

From Deputy Governor A.

[ROD BLAGOJEVICH goes to the phone. In the wire-tapping van, BILL scrambles to press record.]

ROD BLAGOJEVICH:

You have reached

The Blagojeviches

DEPUTY GOVERNOR A.:

Those Tribune scumbags

Should sleep with the fishes.

ROD BLAGOJEVICH:

What do you propose?

Harming the writers who compose

The paper’s editorials?

That’s far too dictatorial.

JACK:

See

I exhaled

Cooler heads

Have prevailed

[PATRICIA BLAGOJEVICH grabs the phone from her husband’s hands.]

PATRICIA BLAGOJEVICH:

Fuck them all

I’m so mad I could spit

Fire the writers

And hold up that Cubs shit

Whoever dares to interfere

With us will simply disappear

Their faces I’ll slap

Their necks I will break

I’ll cut them to the bone

Like the wind off the lake

[The federal agents all stare at one another.]

JACK:

Oh my God

Oh my God

Thank you, Lord

Thank you, Rod

Most of all, I give thanks

To our wonderful host Bill

In the past I doubted you

But now I never will

DON:

This is huge

This is huge

A gigantic eruption

Of political panic

And naked corruption

PETE:

Your face is all aglow

And each eye is like a moon

MANNY:

¡Ay caramba! ¡Dios mio!

I think that I may swoon

[The next day, federal agents arrest ROD BLAGOJEVICH and JOHN HARRIS.]

JOHN HARRIS:

This is just outrageous!

ROD BLAGOJEVICH:

What are you implying?

ARRESTING AGENT:

When you get to jail

Say hi to George Ryan

[BILL, MANNY, JACK, DON, and PETE are still in their van, overcome with shock and joy. That night, there is a heavy snowfall. The agents are trapped. They subsist on protein bars for a few days and then perish. When they are found, they are all grinning.]