Wicked

Glinda, exactly how dead is she?

Because there has been so much rumor

and speculation...

...let me tell you the whole story.

According to the Time Dragon Clock,

the melting occurred at the 13th hour.

The direct result of a bucket of water

thrown by a female child.

Yes, the Wicked Witch of the West is dead!

Good news! The Witch! She's dead!

Come out! Come out! She's gone!

Munchkins, she's dead!

Good news!

Munchkins, wake up!

Come out! Come out! She's gone!

Good news!

The Wicked Witch is dead!

Look! It's Glinda!

Hi! -Glinda!

It's good to see me, isn't it?

Ah.

Fellow Ozians, let me set the record straight.

Yes...

...the Wicked Witch of the West is dead.

-But, Miss Glinda? -Yes?

Why does Wickedness happen?

That's a good question.

One many people find confusifying.

Are people born Wicked?

Or do they have Wickedness thrust upon them?

After all, the Wicked Witch had a childhood.

She had a father, who, by the way,

had been appointed governor of Munchkinland.

I'm off to the Assembly, dear.

And she had a mother, as so many do.

Like every family,

they had their secrets.

Oh.

And one thing led to another,

as it so often does.

But from the moment the Witch was born,

-she was... -Dulcibear!

...well...

different.

-It's coming. -Now?

The baby's coming.

Oh, and how!

Oh, sweet Oz.

What is it? What's wrong?

Green.

Take it away.

Take it away!

Oh.

It's all right, little one.

Shh.

We'll look after you.

-Oh. -So her nanny,

Dulcibear, raised her.

And as she grew, so did her challenges.

Dulcibear.

Coming, Governor.

Little one, watch your baby sister.

Just a clock tick.

Oh, Nessarose.

Don't you worry.

I'm here.

Now, you want to see something amazing?

Yeah.

This is all about our wonderful Wizard of Oz.

Do you know how he got here?

No.

From the sky.

In a balloon. See?

Then he built a city made of emeralds,

'cause he loves emeralds.

Even though they are green.

And, Nessa, you want to know a secret?

If you get to meet him,

he grants your heart's desire.

Elphaba Thropp...

Green on top.

Someone run and tell her

that everyone can smell her.

Ew, green and ugly?

She's so green.

Where did you come from?

You don't belong here.

Stop!

Ow!

Elphaba!

Elphaba Thropp!

What have you done this time?

Okay. That's okay.

Come to Daddy.

And now you've made your sister cry.

Let's go get you a beautiful piece of cake

for the beautiful girl.

It's all right, little one.

He shouldn't have blamed you.

Dulcibear.

-Shall we go inside, Nessa? -Hmm.

And so...

it couldn't have been easy.

Whoo! Yep.

Well, this has been fun.

As you can imagine, I have much to attend to

with the Wizard's unexpected departure.

So if there are no further questions, I'm gonna go.

Glinda, is it true you were her friend?

What?

Sorry. One sec.

What?

Is it true you were her friend?

Friend?

Yes.

I-I mean, I did know her.

That is,

our paths did cross.

At school.

But you must understand,

it was a long time ago.

Hi!

Hi! -Galinda, hi!

Oh, we're so proud of you.

Oh, thank you.

I love you. Just remember, it's not goodbye,

-it's farewell. -We love you.

-You have all your cases? -Yes.

-And you will write? -Yes.

-I love you. It's that time. -Bye, darling.

Miss you already.

Popsicle, board the boat.

They are gonna miss me so much.

My parents don't even know I left.

Uh, uh...

I'm Boq.