Count: What's wrong, my pets? Why are you angry?
Bat #1: 'Cause ... 'cause we want our rights!
We're going on strike! (Loud agreement from other bats.)
Count: On strike? Ah, but what is wrong?
Bat #1: 'Cause ... 'cause we never have any fun! We never get to count!
Bat #2: It's our turn to count!

Other Bats: Yeah, it's our turn to count!
It's our turn to count! It's our turn to count!
(They keep up the chanting through the next speech.)
Count (to himself): Ah, I have an idea.
(Aloud, to bats) Okay, my darlings!
You will get to count! (Bats cheer.
) You will get to count all the Counts in the room,
and then, I, the Count, will count all the bats.
(Laughs. Bats groan.) You first, my pets!
Bat #1: Wait a minute! What do you mean,
count all the Counts? There's only one of you here!
Count: Precisely so! One wonderful Count!
(Laughs, and thunder and lightning flash.
Bats groan again.) Now it is my turn to count.
(Begins counting the bats,
who are all complaing aloud.
) One! Two! Three! Four! Five!
Six! Seven! Seven batty bats!
(Laughs, and more thunder and lightning flash.
) Ah, fooled them again! (Walks off, leaving bats squeaking angrily.)