The Sorrowful Sultan Jamillah and Aladdin

GENIE: I was delighted when Jamillah was born.

The seventh child is always a lucky child.

Her big brothers adored her and she adored them.

Her grandfather, Jiddo, told her magical stories,

which is how she learned about me.

Whoa, whoa, whoa! Who drew that? I'm way handsomer.

Jamillah grew up to be courageous.

One rainy day, Jiddo sent her up to the attic

to get a box from his trunk.

Boy, was she in for a surprise!

If any genie is in this lamp,

could you give me a wish?

Your wish is my command.

RUMBLING Ow!

Listen, don't go dropping the lamp again, OK?

But... greetings, O wondrous one!

Tell me your wish.

I wish for...

an...

adventure.

This is why your nightingale could not sing for you last night.

Oh, poor bird.

He was the most beautiful songster in all of Baghdad.

We shall bury him with all due honours

and find you another nightingale,

if we have to search from here to Timbuktu.

I shall mourn him for months, Vizier.

My heart is broken.

I've got it, I've got it.

No!

Clumsy oaf!

Do I pay you to play?

Now, pick those up and stack them up again.

Don't you ever play, Mustapha? Don't you ever have fun?

Fun is for children and snake charmers.

Now, get back to work.

You know, you'd be a whole lot nicer if you smiled

and laughed once a while.

Jamillah!

That took me an hour.

I'm sorry. I'll help you.

But first, let me show you what I got for my birthday.

TRUMPET

How dare you make such a rumpus?

TRILLING

Silence!

Citizens of Baghdad, bow your heads.

Bow your heads.

The Sultan is in mourning.

As you know, if the Sultan feels sad,

the entire city must feel sad.

I therefore issue the following proclamation.

"From this moment on, there will be no more noise."

CLANG

No noise!

No music, no dance, no song, instruments, whistling or humming.

No merriment whatsoever, until the Sultan is restored to good humour.

You can't outlaw music! That's crazy.

Shush!

MUFFLED PROTESTS

Now you can speak.

I can talk whenever I like.

That Vizier can't make stupid rules like that.

-Yes, he can. That's why he's called the "Grand" Vizier.

-Yeah, but...

Fine. Well, anyway, let me show you what I got for my birthday.

Wait.

DANCE MUSIC

How is that happening?

Are there musicians inside?

Woo! Woohoo!

Ha-ha!

Yeah!

SNUFFLING AND SNORING

What is that sound?

Is this a party? Why wasn't I invited?

It is now.

Conga.

-ALL:

-Hey!

Hey!

-Hey!

-Hey!

Music?

Dancing?

You, in there.

DANCE MUSIC CONTINUES

You dare mock my law?

By evening, this will be at the bottom of the river.

Come back, that's mine.

Jamillah! Do you want to end up in jail?

Just want my music.

You'll get it back.

Just trust me.

The city is silenced, your Highness.

There will be no music or dance until your humour has returned.

Will it, Grand Vizier? My heart is so sore.

According to the scholars I have consulted,

you should feel better within a month.

Now, had you lost a horse, the mourning period would be a year,

or more. For the smaller creatures, it's usually a matter of weeks.

Perhaps I should call in your physician.

She might have a tonic to speed your healing,

or you could take a holiday in the mountain.

A walk in the snows.

The air is quite bracing.

Whoa! Urgh!

Hello.

Bye.

Archie, Rich - thief!

Here!

Well, do something!

Uh-oh, it looks like jail again for Aladdin.

Oh, no. Now what?

We just need to find a way to end the Vizier's decree.

You know, if I spun the world backwards,

the time would reverse and the decree would be no more.

You could do that?

Hm?

No, but I could give the Vizier hoppy toes.

You know, dance like a frog.

Yeah, or maybe...

We just need to make the Sultan happy, right? Make him laugh.

I have an idea.

But you're going to need to dress up.

Hey, you there, can I help you?

I'm here to see the Sultan.

Urgent business and all of that, I'm sure you understand.

Oh, yes, of course.

Right away, sir.

Right, I would like everyone to listen to me

and do exactly what I say.

We're going to make the Sultan laugh or my name is not Jamillah.

You'll get us all arrested, more like it.

-Perimeter secured!

-Who was that?

-I don't know.

-You don't know?

And you let him in?

Are you the Sultan to whom I speak?

Yes.

Then I have an important message to deliver.

BOISTEROUS NOISE

Yes!

That was amazing!

And Mustapha...

I do not understand.

I'm invited to the market

one hour before sundown?

Whatever for?

Oh, you need to get out more.

This garden is too stuffy.

What are you saying?

It is the most beautiful garden in Baghdad.

True, but there's nothing going on.

You need to have a bit of a laugh.

Are you ticklish?

Chin?

Ears?

How about under the arms? Everyone's ticklish there.

What are you doing? Stop! Unhand me!

Just make sure you get to the market.

Ciao.

The Sultan! Quick, get into place.

But, sir, you are in mourning.

I beseech you, do not mix with riffraff.

Well, you invited me to your midst?

DANCE MUSIC

Is this a sickness? Are you all ill?

You're getting it.

Come on, Sultan, let's dance.

One, two, three, four.

You go, girl!

You go, Sultan!

You're getting it.

Aladdin!

I couldn't escape until the guards fell asleep. What going on?

Dance now, talk later.

Woohoo!

-ALONG WITH THE MUSIC:

-Aaaaaaaaah...

Woo!

CROWD LAUGHS

As you know,

I've experienced a grievous loss.

But, thanks to this young lady,

I find that joy can shine through the darkest clouds.

Thank you, my friend.

I really needed that.

CHEERS AND APPLAUSE

Thank you, thank you all. And thank you, messenger.

Wherever you are!

Very good.

I saw you having fun, Mustapha.

Back to work, you blunderous buffalo. I'll show you fun!

GENIE: Now that the Sultan was smiling again,

it was time for Jamillah to go.

It was nice to go home and see her family,

but Jamillah could not wait for her next adventure with Aladdin.

And me...

her brilliant genie.

# So, what is your wish?

# Say, o, wondrous one

# Just don't drop my lamp

# And your will is done

# No need for applause

# Yes, I'm number one

# A thousand years in here

# It's been too long

# Your genie is cute and smart and strong

# Shazam alkazam - oh, it's all gone wrong

# She's Jamillah

# She's a scamp

# I'm the genie

# From the lamp

# That's Aladdin

# He's our lad

# In old Baghdad

# She's Jamillah

# She's a scamp

# I'm the genie

# From the lamp

# That's Aladdin

# He's our lad

# In old Baghdad

# She's Jamillah

# She's a scamp

# I'm the genie

# From the lamp

# Sorry sultan with gloomy face

# But Jamillah

# Rocked that marketplace

# La-la laa-laa

# La la la

# La-la laa-laa

# La la la

La-la laa-laa

# La la la

# La-la laa-laa

# La la la #

CROWD: Hooray!