«Creo que encontré mi árbol en el bosque. Era simpático, de una manera áspera y aventurera; por lo menos eso me pareció. Todo iba bien hasta que empezamos a hablar de su padre. Fue entonces cuando se levantó y se fue. Bueno, ahora no tengo forma de encontrar a este tipo otra vez. ¿Qué tal si se suponía que me casara con él y tuviera hijos? Ahora terminaré siendo una mujer solitaria y patética como... No importa.»
Gabrielle, Chariots Of War (1x02)
Xena and Gabrielle stand outside the bard’s childhood home in Poteidaia. Gabrielle looks nervous.
Okay. Now, let’s go over the rules one more time.
Not again!
C’mon, this is important.
Gabrielle, I know the rules. No fire breathing, no mentioning my many skills, no chakram demonstrations in the house, no scary warlord stuff, and absolutely no cutting off the flow of blood to anyone’s brain.
Right. And no letting on that we’re anything but best friends.
Uh huh, though I still don’t understand that one. We do live in Greece, y’know.
Yeah, but I want to tell them in my own way. They’re still mourning the whole Perdicus thing.
You over that?
Way.
No more “"I sing a song of--"”
Gak! No, and I’m so sorry I ever wrote that tripe.
No worries.
Thanks.
(beat)
Okay, let’s go in.
Gabrielle takes a big breath and opens the front door.
Her parents, her sister Lila and half the neighbors are there. They’re all beaming a welcome and a big banner says “WELCOME HOME, GABRIELLE” in large letters. Everyone cheers then they begin to speak in unison, in the fine tradition of Greek choruses.
“I sing a song of Perdicus.
The boy I knew, the man I loved--”
(waving to them to stop)
Thank you! Thank you very much, but I’d, uh, just as soon not be reminded right now...
Gabrielle’s mom rushes forward, giving her daughter a bear hug.
Aww, Chimpycheeks, losing Perdycakes was so hard for you, wasn’t it?
(sotto voce to Gabrielle)
Chimpycheeks?
Long story.
Uh huh. Bet it’s not in any of those scrolls of yours, either.
Gabrielle glares at Xena as her Mom’s hug deepens, squeezing the breath out of the tiny bard.
Mom... Mom... can’t... breathe... must... escape... hug...
You are way too skinny. Don’t you girls ever eat?
Xena rolls her eyes and walks toward Gabrielle’s father, who is vacillating between beaming at his little girl and glaring at the warrior.
(to Dad)
You got something to say to me?
Get out of town, Zina. We don’t want your kind here.
It’s Xena.
That’s what I said.
I know, but I can tell you’d spell it wrong if you wrote it.
Gabrielle walks over to her father, dragging her mother who is still clinging to her.
Hi Daddy.
Hey, Little Squirrel. How’s my princess?
I’m a queen now.
The villagers, all aligned in a neat row, sing as a Greek chorus.
She’s a queen! A queen!
Not a princess but a queen!
Wherever have you been?
(to chorus)
I heard her. I’ve got ears, don’t I?
He has ears! Has ears!
Very large ears
which stick out of his head
like two shovels made of lead!
(conversationally)
Nice neighbors.
(ignoring Xena, to Gabrielle)
So how’s my little girl?
Great, Daddy. I’ve been having adventures like you wouldn’t believe, been working on my bardly skills, doing a lot of traveling...
Have you met any nice boys? You know, it’s time to start thinking about getting married again. Looks like Perdicus might actually stay dead, and you aren’t getting any younger.
For awhile it almost seemed like I met a new boy every week, but they all up and died on me. So I’m sorta laying low for a bit.
(glaring at Xena)
Did you have anything to do with that?
Other than praying a lot, no.
She prayed to mighty Zeus!
That the boys their lives they’d lose!
She gave them all a hex!
So that she could get some--
(to chorus, menacingly)
Watch it!
-- subtex... t!
(to chorus)
Not all that talented at this rhyming thing, are you?
We suck! We suck!
If you want poetry you’re outta luck!
(to Gabrielle)
C’mon, Sunshine, let’s get some vittles in you. We slaughtered the fatted lamb just for you, Petutie Pie.
(grumbling)
Sure, every time I asked for fatted lamb it was “No, Lila, we’re saving it for a special occasion!”
Oh, I forgot you were in this scene. Hi, Lila.
Hi, Xena. Are you doing it with my sister?
All ears turn to listen now!
As the warrior chooses her words!
If the answer’s “yes” Dad’ll have a cow!
If it’s “no” it’ll appease the nerds!
The nerds?
We suck! We suck!
If you want poetry you’re outta luck!
Sorry. I forgot.
So? Xena? You gonna answer my question?
Define “doing it.”
(beat)
In detail.
Okay! Change of subject. Mom, you mentioned a fatted lamb?
Mom is still clinging to Gabrielle and smiles mistily.
I’ll go see if it’s ready.
Mom starts toward the kitchen, dragging Gabrielle.
Uh... Mom? Couldja let go for a sec?
Do I have to?
It would make breathing easier.
Anything for you, Honeybear.
Reluctantly, Mom lets go and exits. Gabrielle takes a deep breath, though her stomach still appears as though she is sucking it in to show off her abs.
C’mere, Sugarplum.
Gabrielle gets a hug from Dad.
Tell him! Tell him! Tell him about you and Xena!
Courage! Courage! He loves you and isn’t mean... ah!
Tell me what, Fuzzywuzzy?
What ever happened to the days when the chorus wasn’t audible to the players?
Why am I even in this scene? I haven’t talked for pages.
You and me both, babe.
Daddy... I have something to tell you...
So I gathered. What is it, Candycane?
Suddenly, Gabrielle notices that the corner of the room houses a huge drawing of Perdicus, surrounded by candles, fresh fruit and various shiny objects.
(indicating)
What is that?
Our Perdicus shrine. Everyone in Poteidaia has one, only ours is the biggest.
“I sing a song of Perdicus!
The boy I knew, the man I loved!”
So, Lila, want to see how my chakram works?
Cool!
Xena readies to throw her chakram.
Xena, you promised!
(putting chakram away reluctantly)
I’m bored.
I’m about to tell my dad that you and I are lovers and you’re *bored*!?!
Did you mean to say that out loud?
She’s out! She’s out!
So that’s what this’s about!
She’s gay! She’s gay!
What’s her Daddy gonna say?!
For long moments, Dad just stares at Gabrielle. He glances over at Xena who looks ready to slice anyone in two who’d even dare to hurt Gabrielle. Slowly, he walks over to the warrior. They stare eye to eye, sizing each other up.
(suddenly grinning)
Welcome to the family, Xena!
Dad hugs Xena, warmly. Gabrielle heaves a sigh of relief.
Love is a many splendored thing!
Be it love twixt daughter and dad or what a warrior can bring!
Gabrielle runs over and joins the hug.
Lila! Take down that blasted Perdicus shrine! Thank the gods we can get rid of that eyesore.
Will do, Daddy.
(to Xena)
So... I hear you have medical skills. I’ve always hoped my little girl might marry a healer...
She has many skills!
All good for lots of thrills!
Gabrielle glares at Xena.
(innocently, pointing at chorus)
They said it, not me.
Oh, right.
Mom enters with a huge platter of Fatted Lamb Almondine.
C’mon all -- supper!
Hey honey! Guess what? Our little girl is engaged!
(very excited)
Who’s the lucky fella?
Xena!
Oh how lovely!
(getting teary-eyed)
My little baby -- engaged!
Mom smothers Gabrielle in another hug.
Did we say anything about being engaged?
(glaring)
I *assumed* your intentions were honorable.
Well... yeah, they are, but I wanted to pick the right time.
Gabrielle extricates herself from Mom and stands before Xena, her eyes wide.
Oh Xena! Does this mean...?
Yeah. Willya?
Oh yes!
They embrace.
Why do birds suddenly appear?
Every time you are near?
Just like me, they long to be,
close to you...
Lila is in the corner punching holes in the Perdicus drawing, Xena and Gabrielle continue to hug each other and Mom and Dad look on proudly.
Looks like we’re going to have to get another fatted lamb, dear.
Good thing they’re on sale this week.
(re: Xena and Gabrielle)
Oh! don’t they make an adorable couple!
See? I told you everything would work out okay.
Yeah, you did. Mom, Dad, I’m sorry I doubted you.
I love a happy ending!
A family that is blending!
Xena and Gabrielle
will soon hear a wedding bell!
Xena, why don’t you carve?
Xena unsheathes her sword, twirls it several times, then begins slicing the lamb.
Pass the mint jelly!
There’s a rumbling in my belly!
Fatted lamb’s my favorite dish!
It’s yummy and delish!
(to chorus)
You guys are really starting to annoy me.
We’re sorry, but we’re starving!
Please hurry with your carving!
Xena takes a long drink from her wine then picks up a candle.
No! C’mon, Xena, you promised!
We’re gonna die!
And that’s no lie!
Unless the bard
can save our lard!
(to Gabrielle, swallowing)
Anything for you, Chimpycheeks.
(to chorus)
“Save our lard?” Maybe I shouldn’t have stopped her...
We suck! We suck!
If you want poetry you’re outta luck!
So, Xena, tell me about your financial portfolio. And do either of you plan on being artificially inseminated? I’ve
always wanted grandkids.
Xena, you aren’t planning to wear leather to the wedding are you?
About this whole warlord thing, what’s up with that?
Gabrielle, we simply must talk seating charts.
Have you bought her a ring?
We’re going to need invitations, a caterer, flowers, rent a hall -- oh, there’s so much to do!
Are you into sports, Xena? I’ve always wanted my daughter’s mate to be into sports, like me. We could go to the games together.
I heard that the cottage two doors down is up for sale!! We could be neighbors!
(their mouths full of lamb)
Uh-oh ’irls! ’ere ’omes drouble!
’edder ’eave -- on th’ double!
Off Xena and Gabrielle’s pained expressions we: