I have also made a version which includes the members' notes found in the script.

[Terry’s return - Kansas prairie, daytime]

The wind howls in swirling gusts.

The Silver Shoes take three steps forward before coming to a halt in his hands, and the momentum sends Terry rolling across the ground.

Terry: Waaahhhhhh...!!! Wh-whoa… whoa, whoa… ahh… oof... gah... ow-ow-ow...

He has arrived in Kansas. A dry wind is blowing.

Terry slowly sits up, looking around at his surroundings.

Terry: This is… Kansas!!

Terry jumps up and down with joy.

Terry: Yes...! I’m back, I’m actually back! I’m home, I finally made it home!!

He takes off running toward his house.

Terry: … Dad! … Mom! I’m home!!

Terry (M): The moment I returned, the Kansas before my eyes looked beautifully radiant. It might not have the excitement or the allure of a magical land or a bustling city. But it held a warm, simple kind of happiness. This is where the people I love are. This is the home where I can feel safe.

[The Story of Oz - Kansas, Terry’s house, daytime] 

Terry: … And so, he lived happily ever after in Kansas….

Terry slowly closes the book.

Terry: Yep. Even if I say so myself, it’s a masterpiece no matter how many times you read it~! Who would’ve thought the story of our adventure would become such a massive hit… Even out here in the middle of nowhere in Kansas, they’ve got piles of copies!

He talks to himself, as if reporting the news to Theo.

Terry: I’ve even gotten offers asking me to write a sequel! Maybe that’s thanks to your magic, too?

He claps his hands together as an idea hits him.

Terry: Oh, I know! Let’s make the next story about you becoming a great wizard and doing incredible things in the Land of Oz! Great idea, right? Knowing you, I’m sure you’ve already made that dream come true.

Terry rises from his chair and opens the window.

A gentle breeze drifts into the room.

Terry: You may not be here beside me, but you’re always with me in my heart. Beyond the sky, beyond even the rainbow… my feelings are reaching you, aren’t they?

Terry speaks while gazing out into the clear blue sky.

Terry: So, I’m not lonely. The Land of Oz across the desert is connected by this very same sky. Our futures are blessed, and a wonderful world is waiting for us. Isn’t that right, Theo…?

In Terry’s heart, Theo’s voice echoes.

I have also made a version which includes the members' notes found in the script.

[Glinda, the Good Wizard of the South - Quadling Country, outside, daytime]

The five arrive in Quadling Country.

They meet Glinda, the Good Witch of the South.*

Glinda: Welcome, travelers. I am Glinda. And tell me, boys, what can I do for you?

Terry: We want to cross the desert and go back to Kansas... back home! Everyone must be waiting for us!

Glinda: Very well. I shall tell you how to return to Kansas. The answer is…

Terry: The answer is…?

Glinda: Quite simple. If you use the Silver Shoes you’re wearing, you’ll be able to cross the desert.

The four exclaim in surprise.

Scarecrow: Huh!?

Tin Woodman: Huh!?

Lion: Huh!?

Terry: Huh!?

Terry peers down at the shoes Theo is wearing.

Terry: Theo’s shoes!?

Theo: These Silver Shoes have that kind of power…?

Glinda: All you have to do is knock the heels together three times and command the shoes to carry you wherever you wish to go. From the moment you arrived in this world, you already possessed the means to return home.

Terry: No way... So that’s how it was...

Theo turns to look back at the other three.

Theo: But if it weren’t for this adventure, I never would have met all of you.

Tin Woodman: Truly... I never imagined such a wonderful future could await me.

Scarecrow: I’d probably still be standing in that cornfield, living a miserable life.

Tin Woodman: And I would have remained rusted, plagued by loneliness, living in despair.

Lion: And I never would’ve become a true King of Beasts. We were saved by you two.

Glinda points to the Golden Cap that Terry is holding.

Glinda: Before you make your wish, may I have the Golden Cap? With its power, I shall send your companions back to their respective homes.

Terry: Of course! We need to use its power exactly three more times anyway.

Terry hands the Golden Cap to Glinda.

Lion: I am happy you get to go home, but... I’m going to miss you...

Tin Woodman: …I-I never thought saying goodbye could hurt this much… not since I lost my heart…

Terry wipes away the Tin Woodman’s tears.

Terry: Hey, don’t cry…! I won’t be able to wipe your tears for you anymore.

The Scarecrow covers his face with his hands, pretending to cry.

Scarecrow: Oh, even my painted eyes are welling up...!

Lion: Heh, you really are something else...

Tin Woodman: (choked-up laugh) You’re such a joker.

Terry: Exactly! We should say our goodbyes with a smile...

They embrace one another, clap each other on the shoulders, and reluctantly say their farewells.

Scarecrow: Take care!

Terry: You too!

Lion: Bye for now!

Tin Woodman: Please don’t forget us.

Terry: Of course we won’t!

The Scarecrow, Tin Woodman, and Lion gather before Glinda.

Glinda: Now then, shall we…? Oh Cap! Return each of them to the place where they belong!

The Golden Cap glows, and light envelops the three of them.

Scarecrow: Cheers to the best companions ever!

The Scarecrow teleports away.

Tin Woodman: May happiness follow you both on your journey!

The Tin Woodman teleports away.

Lion: Thanks for everything! Take care of yourselves!

The Lion Teleports away.

Terry: Thank you guys so much!!

Theo: Our adventure together will always be my greatest treasure!

[Crossroads of Life - Quadling Country, outside, daytime] 

Terry takes Theo’s hand and squeezes it tightly.

Terry: Well then... now it’s just the two of us. Finally, finally, we can go back to Kansas, Theo!!

Terry chuckles at his own change of heart.

Terry: … And to think I used to hate Kansas so much. Before I knew it, it became a precious, irreplaceable home to me.

He speaks passionately about his homeland.

Terry: People really do change, don’t they… I don’t want to go anywhere else anymore. Not the city, not even a magical land. Kansas is where I belong.

Terry tugs gently on Theo’s hand.

Terry: Come on, let’s go home together!

Theo stops in place and lets go of Terry’s hand.

Theo: I’m staying here.

Terry: Why!? How come!? You wanted to go back to Kansas so badly!

Theo: … I’m sorry for keeping it from you, Terry. At first, I really did feel that way. But I’ve found a new place where I belong, right here in the Land of Oz.

Theo spreads his arms wide, expressing his deep emotion.

Theo: To be honest, I found myself captivated by this world halfway through our journey. It made me realize that even someone like me can be needed, and can actually be of help to someone. Besides, I can even become a wizard here! Isn’t it like a dream?

Terry: What about your uncle and aunt!? They must be worried sick, waiting for you to come home!

Theo: Yeah, you’re right. They’re wonderful people. No matter how hard things get, they’d always take care of me. But that’s exactly why I don’t want to become a burden to them.

***

Dream (Flashback)

A continuation of the dream in the poppy field. 

Theo’s recollection of overhearing his uncle and aunt’s conversation.

Aunt: What are you saying, honey?!! What if Theo hears?!

Uncle: It’s because I worry about him more than anyone that I feel this way! We can’t afford to give Theo a single luxury. Is this life truly making him happy?!

Aunt: … When he first came to this house, I thought he was the sweetest thing. He used to smile like a little angel. But maybe we’ve taken that smile away from him.

Uncle: He’s a pure, kind-hearted boy. Even if there’s something he really wants to do, with things the way they are, he’d probably hold back and never say a word.

Aunt: You’re right… Maybe wanting him to stay with us is just our selfishness.

Uncle: That boy has his own future ahead of him…

Aunt: Yes. I want him to be happier than anyone else. After all, he is our child, whom we love more than anything in the world.

***

Theo: We weren’t well-off to begin with, and after the tornado, the house is probably in ruins. If I returned now, I think we wouldn’t even be able to make ends meet. That’s why I want to live here, relying on my own strength. I’m sure the two of them would support my choice.

Terry: (crying) Theo…

Theo takes off the Silver Shoes and holds them in his hands.

Theo: Besides, there’s only one pair of Silver Shoes. Only one of us was ever destined to return home.

Terry feels responsible for forcing that decision.

Terry: I-Is it... because I said... I wanted to go... home...? That’s why you’re... staying... here...?

Theo wipes away Terry’s tears.

Theo: Oh, don’t cry so much, Terry. “Say goodbye with a smile,” remember?

Terry: … But…

Theo gently strokes Nagi’s head.

Theo: I knew you’d blame yourself because you’re kind. That’s why I couldn’t bring myself to tell you sooner. I didn’t want to see you sad, either. But this is something I thought through and decided for myself. To walk this new path. Not for anyone else, but for me.

Terry accepts Theo’s firm resolve.

Terry: … I never imagined the day would come when we’d be separated. You really never know what life has in store.

Theo: But please believe this one thing: I love you, Terry.

Terry: I love you too, my best friend. You were the only one who truly understood me.

⬤ Insert song “Our Separate Paths” Theo & Terry

Translator's notes:

I have also made a version which includes the members' notes found in the script.

[Human limitations - Faust’s house, nighttime]

He is sitting in a chair in his dark, dusty room.

Faust bites his nails while clicking his tongue. A habit of his.

Faust: … How cruel life is.

He is overcome with despair.

Faust: It is far too short a time for a person to live…

Faust holds his head between his hands.

Faust: I’ve spent my life's precious time studying. I have gone to great deals to master every possible field from philosophy to jurisprudence, medicine, and theology. I spared no effort, doing anything in my power to achieve this.

He slams on the desk.

Faust: And yet! I couldn’t discover the truth of the world. None of it…

He violently sweeps the books off the desk.

The books fall off the desk with a clatter.

Faust: Professor, Doctor, scholar…? Being called by such titles means nothing. Even if you achieve a certain level of success, it becomes a responsibility and puts pressure on you. I was pushed even further into learning, and I was unable to escape from that cycle…

Looking at his trembling hands.

Faust: Learning left me nothing… As an old and decrepit man, there is nothing left for me to do. My wrinkled hands tremble weakly, and my eyes, which have lost their sparkle, reflect a hazy world.

A longing for death that comes from loneliness.

Faust: How much time do I have left…? Until I cease to exist… There is no escaping death. It comes equally to every human being.

He hugs himself and endures his loneliness.

Faust: Am I going to meet my end in solitude…? With no one to mourn my death, and no one to watch me draw my last breath.

Faust is beset with remorse.

Faust: If I had spent more time on other things, would my life have been different…?

He stares into nothing and mutters as if imagining it.

Faust: Having a warm home and a happy life with a loving partner and our children?

He smiles self-deprecatingly.

Faust: … That would be hoping for too much. I wanted at least someone who I could call a close friend with whom I could share my heart with.

He speaks while thinking back to times gone by.

Faust: Ha… I can’t find an answer to the question of what I should have done. If I had been able to do that, I probably wouldn’t be having regrets now. I keep thinking ridiculous thoughts. It’s pointless, all of it. Just near-death dreams…

His hand finds the vial of poison in the medicine cabinet.

Faust: Let’s end this already… Taking away the pain and going to sleep. Permanently…

[The suffering of successful people - Downtown, daytime]

***

Faust’s recollection

A conversation between Faust and his disciple, Wagner. On the way back from buying chemicals to make poison.

Faust: …

Wagner waves his hand in the air.

Wagner: Doctor! Doctor Faust!

Wagner runs up to Faust, who then turns to face him.

Faust: … It’s you, Wagner.

Speaking with great enthusiasm.

Wagner: Good day! You’re certainly carrying a great load… Those are all chemicals…? … Oh, I see. Are you planning to do some new experiments in pharmaceutical science?

Faust: … Yes, something like that.

Wagner holds out his hands to take the package.

Wagner: Shall I carry it for you…?

Faust smacks Wagner’s hand away.

Faust: Don’t treat me like a senior citizen!

Wagner: P-Pardon me… I apologize for overstepping. However, all of these materials seem to be very expensive. I wouldn’t ever be able to afford them. I’m really envious.

He scratches his head in embarrassment.

Wagner: Well, I still have much to learn, so even if I were able to get them, I would probably be unworthy of them…

Faust: Envious…? Material things are of no value at all.

Looking into Faust’s face.

Wagner: Is that so? With great materials and your knowledge, you are sure to discover something new, Doctor! There absolutely is value to them!

Faust quietly shakes his head.

Faust: … You still don’t get it. The knowledge gained in life is only a small part of it. Rather than mastering it, the more you know, the more desperately you want to learn more.

Wagner: What can you, someone beloved by God, say? You have exceptional talent and have achieved many successes. From my perspective, you seem to have everything you could ever want…

Faust: What really matters in life is not talent, wealth, or fame. All of those things will be of no use at the time of the Last Judgment.

Wagner: Even someone as great as you feels that way… I'm still inexperienced and haven't reached that level yet. I must work even harder!

He clasps his hand tightly, enthusiastic.

Wagner: I will do my very best to follow in your footsteps and continue your work!

Faust seems to have resigned himself.

Faust: Yes… You still have a lot of time left. That’s right, the world is full of possibilities and hope… Go ahead and pursue your dreams as you like.

Wagner: Yes, sir! But I am sure that I, an ordinary person, would not be able to accomplish that alone. However, I have a trusted confidant!

He gazes dreamily into the distance.

Wagner: I have an intimate, close friend who is pursuing the same dream as me. He saves me from despair and getting discouraged…

Faust bites his nails while clicking his tongue. A habit of his.

He’s quite annoyed.

Faust: … Close friend…?

Wagner reports happily, as if talking about his own achievements.

Wagner: Yes! He’s a genius! Not only is he clever, but he's also pure, beautiful, and flawless. He's a talented friend I'm very proud of!

Faust bites his nails while clicking his tongue. A habit of his.

Faust: How cruel life can be.

Envy towards Wagner. A desire for youth and popularity.

Faust: … You're completely different from me. There isn’t anyone who will listen to what this old man has to say, let alone be my close friend. That's just how popular I am. I don't even have anyone who will be by my side.

He gently pats Wagner on the shoulder.

Faust: It's a lonely life. Knowledge has not filled the loneliness. Wagner, don't go astray. Don't lose sight of what is truly important. This is advice from an old man.

He gazes at his clenched fist with regret.

Faust: No amount of wealth or fame can buy you eternal life. And you can't turn back time...

Faust smiles with a look of resignation.

Faust: Do you know what the ultimate dream of the masters is? Immortality… I was never able to fulfill that dream.

Wagner approaches Faust agitatedly.

Wagner: Immortality…? Eternal life…!? What are you talking about!? That means stepping into the realm of the divine!

As if reminding him to be careful not to let anyone hear him.

Wagner: You will incur God’s wrath! How blasphemous… Such dangerous thoughts… are not allowed.

Faust: You'll understand when you're older. Right now, you're young, so you have the luxury of time.

Wagner is shaken. He can’t deny it completely.

Wagner: Is… that so…?

As he expresses his genuine gratitude, he comes up with the idea of leaving him a keepsake.

Faust: Wagner. Thank you for listening to this old man’s rambling. Oh, that’s right… About the documents you wanted, feel free to take as many as you want.

Wagner: Eh! Really? Thank you very much!

Faust: … I don’t need them anymore. Come get them sometime... See you.

Wagner feels a little uncomfortable.

Wagner: Doctor Faust…? Doctor Faust…!

Faust ignores Wagner and walks away.