ANIMAL FARM

ACT I - THE REVOLUTION

Narrator: In England, there once can be found a farm called Manor Farm, owned by
an irresponsible farmer named Mr. Jones, who had not much concern for his poor
farm animals.
(Animals sorrowfully doing work in the farm)
Narrator: One evening, when Mr. Jones had retreated for the day, Old Major, the
oldest and wisest of the animals, called for a meeting to announce something
important.
Old Major: Comrades, so few us will ever come to know the blessing of old age as I
have. You, Porkers, dont you know that in your prime all that awaits you is the
chopping board?! You, Hens, how many of your eggs did not even the chance to
hatch! You, horses, when your youth is gone and your muscles fail, what then? Our
lives are short and miserable but should this always be the case? Is England so poor
that we need to live like this? Nay! The lands of England which we toil are rich but
the humans take everything from us! Yes, the humans are the root of all our misery!
In my youth, there was a song that is now sadly forgotten. I myself had once
forgotten it, too, but the words recently came back to me in a dream. The song is
called Beasts of England (clears throat and sings)
Beasts of England, Beasts of Ireland
Beasts of every land and clime
Hearken to my joyful tidings
Of the golden future time.
(Animals join Old Major in singing Beasts of England)
Soon or late the date is coming,
Tyrant Man shall oerthrown
And the fruitful fields of England
Shall be trod by beasts alone
Mr. Jones: (shoots) Stupid animals!
(Animals quickly flee from the meeting.)
Narrator: The following day, to everyones grief, Old Major was discovered lifeless
in his stall.
Snowball: Comrades, what better way is there to remember Old Major than to
realize his dream of an England where animals are free and equal, an England not
ruled by men but by us, animals! We, pigs, call this the principle of ANIMALISM! We
must rise and fight for what is ours!

Animals: (murmurs) But Mr. Jones is our Master, he feeds us!.. An England ruled
by animals? That wont happen in our lifetime. Theres really nothing we can do
about it The fields are waiting, we still have work to do (animals disperse to
work)
Narrator: But as it turned out, the revolution was achieved much earlier and more
easily than anyone had expected. On one very hot, midsummer day
(Mr. Jones drinking without care at the side, his men boisterously playing cards at
the other side.)
Animals: Were so hungry We havent eaten all day!... Where is our food?
Snowball: Oink, oink, oink! I cant take this anymore! Im taking my meal no matter
what! (bangs warehouse door)
(One by one, the animals come to help Snowball to open the door of the warehouse
where their food is kept. Finally, the warehouse door opens and they eat to their
hearts content. But Jones and his men notice something is up and they come to the
warehouse with whips in their hands.)
Men: Huh? What is going on?
Jones: You lowly animals! (throws his whip)
Snowball: (gets a hold of the whip) Oh no, youre not doing this to us! Comrades,
attaaaaack!
(The animals lunge at Jones and his men until they are out of the farm. When the
animals realized they had gotten rid of Jones, they broke out in a song in
celebration. The animals then proceed to burn the whips, nose rings, harness, and
everything that remind them of Jones.)
Snowball: We have defeated the humans!!!
(Animals cheer)
Snowball: Hear ye, hear thee! This farm is our farm now and shall henceforth be
known as ANIMAL FARM!
Snowball: Lo and behold! Animal Farms Seven Commandments! (reads the seven
commandments he has written on the barn wall)
1: Whatever goes up on two legs is an enemy. (cymbals sound effect)
2: Whatever goes upon four legs, or has wings is a friend. (cymbals)
3: No animal shall wear clothes. (cymbals)

4: No animal shall sleep in a bed. (cymbals)

5: No animal shall drink alcohol. (cymbals)
6: No animal shall kill another animal. (cymbals)
And last but most important: ALL ANIMALS ARE EQUAL! (cymbals)
Animals: (cheering) Four legs good! Two legs bad! Four legs good! Two legs bad!
Snowball: Birds, fly and spread the word of rebellion to our brothers in other farms!
Birds: Tweet, tweet, tweet!
ACT II AFTERMATH
(In the Red Lion Bar)
Mr. Jones: (out of breath from running) Help me! My farm has been taken from me!
Men: By who?
Mr. Jones: The animals! Theyve gone wild!
Men: HAHAHAHA! Thats just stupid! Animals cant run a farm. Before long, theyll
starve themselves!
Narrator: But the humans were gravely mistaken. Under the leadership of the pigs,
Animal Farm was more productive and efficient than ever. Among the pigs were
three prominent figures: Snowball, Napoleon, and Squealer.
Snowball: Cows and horses! Begin plowing the fields immediately!
Napoleon: Goats and donkeys! Bring the vegetables to the warehouse!
Squealer: Chickens, ducks and geese! See to it that not a single grain falls off
those bags!
(Boxer pulling a cart of fresh apples comes in)
Napoleon: Comrade Boxer! The apples! To the pig pen please!
Boxer: .Uhmm But But arent the apples supposed to be distributed to
everyone?
Squealer: Comrade, surely you dont think we are being selfish or greedy! We pigs
dont even like apples! But we do a lot of brainwork, you see, and apples provide us
the nutrients we need. Can you imagine what will happen if we fail our duty? Jones
will come back!

Boxer: Oh no! Not Jones!... To the pig pen, right?

Narrator: Aside from Snowball, Napoleon and Squealer, the most admired of all
was Boxer, the horse. Big and strong, he could do more than what all the animals
combined could do. His mottos in life are
Boxer: (pulling the cart to the pig pen) I will work harder!
Narrator: And
Boxer: The pigs are always right!
Narrator: One day, Snowball decided to educate the animals in the farm but
Napoleon took a habit of always disagreeing with Snowballs ideas.
Snowball: Repeat after me Eyyy! Biiiiii! Siiiii!
Napoleon: (mumbling at the side) Hmph! What use is there to educate these
grown animals! Education should be on the young! (approaches Bluebell)
Bluebell: Woof! Woof! (nursing her newlyborn puppies)
Napoleon: Comrade Bluebell, from now on, I will be taking care of your puppies.
Bluebell: But I am their mother
Napoleon: This is for the good of Animal Farm. Do you want Jones to come back?
Bluebell: (whimpers) No.
Napoleon: Then you should entrust your puppies to me. (takes puppies)
ACT III BATTLE OF THE COWSHED
Narrator: As Animal Farm flourished, word of their successful rebellion reached
several farms, inspiring other animals to start their own uprising. The humans, on
the other hand, finally learned to treat the matter more seriously.
Birds: Tweet, tweet, tweet! The humans are on their way! Everyone, to your battle
positions!
Jones: Men, lets reclaim Manor Farm! Attaaaack!
Snowball: Comrades, chaaarge!
(Away-away then the humans retreat)
Animals: We won again! Horraaaaay!
(Animals cheer and sing Beasts of England)

Snowball: This battle shall go down in history as the Battle of the Cowshed!
ACT IV THE RISE OF NAPOLEON
Narrator: Wit the defeat of the humans, the Animal Farm continued to be
prosperous and peaceful for a couple of months until one day, Snowball gathered
the animals to propose a project
Snowball: Comrades, I have gathered you today to propose the construction of a
windmill which will provide the farm with much needed electricity.
Napoleon: Hah! What nonsense! That windmill will cost us far too much!
Snowball: Yes, to build this windmill will entail a lot of time and hard work. Still,
imagine the benefits! In each stall, there will be light, hot and cold water, and a
heater! Winter will be so much more easier!
Napoleon: We are fine even without those things! At this time of year, we must
focus on food production! We need every bit of resource to keep our mangers full!
Snowball: Comrades, electricity will run threshing machines, ploughs, harrows,
rollers, and reapers and binders! Our workload will be lessened so that there will
only be three work days in a week!
(Animals cheer for Snowball)
Squealer: (whisper) Napoleon, this is bad! They really like Snowballs idea!
Napoleon: Hmpf! Snowball, you leave me with no choice. (whistles)
(Fierce, growling dogs appear out of nowhere and chase Snowball off the farm)
Animals: (frightened murmurs) Napoleon, why?
Napoleon: Comrades, Snowball is a criminal! I have learned that he is in cahoots
with Jones all along!
(Animals murmur among themselves)
Muriel: How can that be? He fought bravely against the humans!
(Dogs growl and Muriel moves back)
Napoleon: That was all a plan to fool us! And now, with Snowball gone, I shall
assume the heavy responsibility of leadership! And my first order of business shall
be to establish the farmhouse, previously occupied by Jones, to be the pigs
headquarters! Long live Animal Farm!
Animals: (murmurs)

Squealer: Now everyone, we still need to rise early tomorrow so if you can now
proceed to your stalls!
(Dogs growl at the animals and the terrified animals proceed to their stalls)
ACT IV THE WINDMILL
Narrator: And so, while the other animals were escorted by the dogs to their stalls,
the pigs moved in to the farmhouse and made it their headquarters.
Animal: The other night, I saw the pigs sleeping on Jones bed!
Animal: But dont we have a commandment against that?
Animal: Lets see (looks at the barn wall and reads with difficulty) No animal
shall sleep on a bed WITH SHEETS!
Animal: Huh? Did it always say that? (murmurs)
Narrator: With the comfort of the farmhouse, Napoleon and the other pigs would
be seen less and less. It had become Squealers duty to pass on Napoleons orders
to the animals.
Squealer: As per the order of our Leader, Comrade Napoleon, Father of All Animals
and Terror of Mankind, we shall begin the construction of the windmill immediately!
Animal: Huh? But wasnt Napoleon so against it?
Squealer: Oh no, Comrades! In fact, it was Napoleons idea all along! Snowball was
a bad animal and so Napoleon got rid of him!
Boxer: I dont quite understand but if Napoleon says so, then it must be right!
Napoleon is always right!
Squealer: Comrades, as we endeavor on the windmill and less work is put on the
fields, food rations will be adjusted accordingly and on Sundays, all animals are
required to report to work!
(Animals labor to construct the windmill)
Narrator: And the animals began working on the windmill. Among all the animals,
Boxer was the most helpful with his strength and determination.
Boxer: (pulling huge rocks) I must work harder!
Squealer: (rings bell) Lunch time!
(Animals form a line to get their food)
Animals: Finally! Were starving!

Squealer: Here you go. Next please!

Animal: Wait! This is all? This will barely fill our stomachs!
Squealer: Comrade, compared to Jones time, our food now is way plentiful! You
should be grateful!
(Boxer falls in line and is evidently very tired from work)
Benjamin: Comrade Boxer, dont push yourself too hard
Boxer: But Comrade Benjamin, Im the only animal capable of carrying the rocks. If
I dont do my best, it will take years to finish this windmill! From now on, I promise
to rise one hour earlier in the morning!
Narrator: But with less work devoted on the fields, Animal Farm soon found itself
severely lacking in some food and other necessities. All the animals were skinnier
each passing day but the pigs were mysteriously getting rounder and rounder.
Squealer: Comrades, comrades, I have another announcement! Our Leader,
Comrade Napoleon, has decided that we shall trade with the outside world to
procure our other needs!
Hens: (whispering among themselves) We are trading with humans?
Squealer: Hens, Animal Farm calls upon you to surrender your eggs for the
prosperity of the trade! Long live Animal Farm! And long live Comrade Napoleon!
Hen: (whispering among themselves) Bokbokbok! But didnt Old Major say that our
eggs shouldnt be taken from us!
Hen: Girls, this is not right! Im laying my eggs where they cant be reached!
(Hens fly off to the roof)
Mr. Whymper: Good day Mr. Napoleon! As agreed, I have come to deliver some
feed in exchange for 400 eggs!
Napoleon: For a moment, Mr. Whymper. Squealer! Squealer! Where are the eggs?
Squealer: Napoleon, the hens have gone to lay on the roof! Theyre protecting
their eggs!
Napoleon: What?! Those hens need to be punished! From on, no food for them!
Napoleon: Mr. Whymper, my sincerest apology. Instead of eggs, we have timber on
the farm. If you can find us a buyer, then well be able to pay for the feed.

Mr. Whymper: Hmmm I value my business with you so Ill let this go this one
time. As for your timber, I am pretty sure the neighboring farms will be interested.
Hen: Bokbokbok Girl, Im dying! We havent eaten for weeks!
Hen: Be strong! This will pass soon!
Hen: No, I cant take this anymore Good bye (mukirig and then drops dead)
Hen: Huhuhu
Narrator: Months passed and the windmill was more than halfway done. However,
progress slowed with the coming of the harsh stormy season. One night, a loud thud
was heard throughout the farm.
(A big loud thud)
Squealer: Napoleon, the windmill! The walls had been destroyed!
Napoleon: (sees the destroyed windmill) Squealer! Find out who did this!
Squealer: Yes, Napoleon. In fact, we already have suspects! (whispers in
Napoleons ear)
Napoleon: Bring them to me! Quickly!
Napoleon: Comrades! We have discovered that there are traitors among us! They
are supporters of Snowball and are responsible for wrecking the windmill last night!
(Squealer and dogs enter, pulling along them some animals whose limbs were
tightly tied)
Napoleon: Tonight! I want everyone to see what happens to traitors! Dogs, kill
them!
(Dogs kill the animals)
Animals: (wail) Noooo! (cries)
Squealer: Back to your stalls now, everyone!
Animal: (cries) But wasnt there a commandment against killing other animals?
Animal: No, Comrade. Apparently, the wall says, No animal shall kill another
animal WITHOUT CAUSE.
Narrator:
ACT V BATTLE OF THE WINDMILL

Narrator:
(In the farmhouse)
Mr. Whymper: Mr. Napoleon, here is Mr. Frederick of Pinchfield Farm to bid on your
timber.
Napoleon: Good day, Mr. Frederick. So how much are we talking about here?
Mr. Frederick: Here! (gives Napoleon a blank check)
Napoleon: But this is a blank check! According to the law, I have a prima facie
authority to fill it up as such for any amount. Are you sure?
Mr. Frederick: Of course. I am hoping that this will be the start of a fruitful
relationship between our farms.
(Napoleon and Mr. Frederick shakes hands)
(Trumpet sound effects)
Napoleon: Comrades, today, we celebrate the fruit of our labor! Behold, the pride
of Animal Farm, our very own windmill!
(Cloth is taken off to reveal RJ the Windmill )
(Animals cheer)
(Meanwhile, at the Red Lion Bar)
Mr. Frederick: (evil laugh) Animal Farm had no idea that the check I gave them
was drawn on a fictitious drawee! I can easily destroy them now that Ive earned
their trust! And soon, Animal Farm will be mine! (evil laugh)
Birds: Tweet, tweet, tweet! Armed men are approaching the farm and Frederick is
leading them!
Napoleon: Frederick?! I should have known! Squealer, assemble the animals!
ACT VI Alcohol