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I want to tell the people of…

Whatever this town's called

I know what's going on here

And frankly, I'm appalled

I read three quarters of a news story And knew I had to come

And unless I am doing The Miracle Worker

I…

Won't play blind

Deaf and dumb

Listen, you bigoted monsters

Just who do you think you are?

Your prejudice and your oppression

Won't get past this Broadway star

Stealing the rights of a girl Who is an LGBQ teen

I've been far too angry to Google What those letters mean

But it's not about me, It's about poor…

Emma!

Emma, for can't you see

The raw deal she's been dealt?

So hear my plea

Or here's your next dilemma

How do you silence a woman Who's known for her belt?

Sing it, Eleanor!

Her belt!

But it's not about me

Get them out of here now!

Go on and threaten to riot

It won't faze me in the least

I understand furious townsfolk

I did Beauty and the Beast

I'm no stranger to slander

So, my dear, you're not alone

The Post once said I was too old to play Eva Perón

No.

Eva Perón!

But it is not about me

It's Emma's story, damn it!

Equality

Should be this country's norm

No photography

Unless you Instagram it

Use hashtag Dee Dee Takes Local Yokels by Storm

But it's not about me

That's cute.

I didn't come here to make a scene

But I know how Emma's heart aches

And this is how actors intervene

With fiery songs and dance breaks

But it's not about me

Although I'm rich and famous

Publicity is not my final goal

Call security!

You needn't be Some backwoods ignoramus

Join me and we'll start fighting

Could I get softer lighting?

Wait, this is…

Not…

Not…

About me!

This is not about…

What is happening?

This is not about…

What is happening?

This is not about…

It is all about, uh, Emma

And not about…

Me!

Who was responsible for that? Was it you?

Me? No, I have no idea what just happened in there.

Strangers burst in hurling insults at the parents, and you do nothing.

What kind of school are you running here, Mr. Hawkins?

Excuse me, Miss Allen. I'm Tom. Tom Hawkins.

I am the principal and I just, um… What are you doing?

We have come to show this community

that gay people and gay-positive icons, such as myself,

are made of the same flesh and blood as they are.

Uh-huh.

If they don't have gay people here, why is my Scruff going crazy right now?

We're not monsters.

We're cultural disruptors.

I'm a fan.

Really? - Yeah. Yes, I am.

What kind of a fan? Big fan? Small fan? Scary stabby fan?

You could say that I'm a big fan. Yes.

Really? That's so surprising because you're not my usual demographic.

You mean Black? - No, straight.

You are straight, right?

Yes. I am. Straight people like Broadway too.

I've heard that. Always thought it was a fairy tale.

So to speak. - So to speak. Well, it's true.

Um, I've been a fan since I saw you

in the show for which you won your first Tony.

No! You saw Swallow the Moon? - I did.

The number at the top of the second act, "The Lady's Improving"? Chills.

That song made me a star.

It made me a fan.

Uh, Dee Dee, we gotta make haste. - Okay.

Uh, Miss Allen, I just… This is a very delicate situation.

I'm asking you and your friends to back off for a few days.

Back off? - Yeah.

Backing off is exactly what we're not going to do.

I see what's happening here. You're trying to disarm me with flattery.

It's not going to work, Tom. Flattery makes me stronger.

Fuels my ego.

That was insane.

I know.

I'm really freaking out. - Don't freak out.

We have a plan, remember?

We're gonna get dressed up and go to prom

and be together in public, not hide anymore.

Are you sure about this?