Sleeping Beauty subtitles

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I know you

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I walked with you once upon a dream

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I know you

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The gleam in your eyes

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Is so familiar a gleam

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Yet I know it's true

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That visions are seldom all they seem

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But if I know you

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I know what you'll do

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You'll love me at once

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The way you did

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Once upon a dream

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NARRATOR:

In a faraway land long ago,
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lived a king and his fair queen.
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Many years had they longed

for a child,
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and finally their wish was granted.
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A daughter was born,

and they called her Aurora.
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Sweet Aurora

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NARRATOR: Yes,

they named her after the dawn,

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for she filled their lives with sunshine.
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Then a great holiday was proclaimed

throughout the kingdom,
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so that all of high or low estate
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might pay homage

to the infant princess.
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And our story begins

on that most joyful day.

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On that joyful day

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(BELLS CHIMING)

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Joyfully now to our princess we come

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Bringing gifts and all good wishes too

we pledge our loyalty anew

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Hail to the Princess Aurora

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All of her subjects adore her

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Hail to the King, hail to the Queen

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Hail to the Princess Aurora

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Health to the Princess

Wealth to the Princess

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Long live the Princess Aurora

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Hail, Aurora

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Health to the Princess

Wealth to the Princess

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Long live the Princess Aurora

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Hail to the King, hail to the Queen

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Hail to the

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Princess Aurora

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NARRATOR: Thus,

on this great and joyous day
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did all the kingdom celebrate

the long-awaited royal birth.
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And good King Stefan and his queen
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made welcome their lifelong friend.

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(TRUMPETS BLOWING)

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Their royal highnesses,

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King Hubert and Prince Phillip!

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NARRATOR:

Fondly had these monarchs dreamed
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one day their kingdoms to unite.
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Thus, today would they

announce that Phillip,
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Hubert's son and heir,
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to Stefan's child would be betrothed.
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And so to her his gift he brought.
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And looked unknowing

on his future bride.

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(TRUMPETS BLOWING)

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HERALD: Their most honored

and exalted excellencies,

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the three good fairies.

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Mistress Flora!

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Mistress Fauna!

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And Mistress Merryweather!

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-Oh.

-Oh.

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The little darling.

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-Your Majesties.

-FAIRIES: Your Majesties.

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Each of us the child may bless

with a single gift,

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no more, no less.

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Little princess,

my gift shall be the gift of beauty.

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One gift
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Beauty rare
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Gold of sunshine in her hair
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Lips that shame the red, red rose
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She'll walk with springtime
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Wherever she goes

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Tiny princess,

my gift shall be the gift of song.

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One gift
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The gift of song
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Melody her whole life long
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The nightingale's her troubadour
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Bringing his sweet serenade

to her door

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Sweet princess, my gift shall be...

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(WIND HOWLING)

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(THUNDER RUMBLING)

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FAUNA: Why, it's Maleficent.

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-What does she want here?

-Shh.

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Well, quite a glittering assemblage,

King Stefan.

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Royalty, nobility,

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the gentry and...

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(CHUCKLES) How quaint.

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Even the rabble.

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(GRUNTS IN ANGER)

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I really felt quite distressed

at not receiving an invitation.

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You weren't wanted.

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Not want...

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(CHUCKLES) Oh, dear,

what an awkward situation.

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I had hoped it was

merely due to some oversight.

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Well, in that event,

I'd best be on my way.

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And, you're not offended,

Your Excellency?

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Why, no, Your Majesty.

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And to show I bear no ill will,

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I, too, shall bestow a gift on the child.

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Listen well, all of you.

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The princess shall indeed

grow in grace and beauty,

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beloved by all who know her.

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But,

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before the sun sets

on her 16th birthday,

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she shall prick her finger

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on the spindle of a spinning wheel

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and die!

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Oh, no!

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(CACKLING)

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Seize that creature!

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Stand back, you fools!

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(THUNDER RUMBLES)

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(EVIL LAUGHTER)

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Don't despair, Your Majesties.

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Merryweather still has her gift to give.

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Then she can undo this fearful curse?

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Oh, no, Sire.

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Maleficent's powers are far too great.

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But she can help.

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But...

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FAUNA: Just do your best, dear.

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FLORA: Yes, go on.

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Sweet princess,

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if through this wicked witch's trick
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a spindle should your finger prick,
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a ray of hope there still may be in this,
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the gift I give to thee.
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Not in death, but just in sleep.
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The fateful prophecy you'll keep.
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And from this slumber you shall wake,
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when true love's kiss

the spell shall break.

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For true love
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Conquers all.

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NARRATOR: But King Stefan,
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still fearful of his daughter's life,
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did then and there decree
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that every spinning wheel

in the kingdom
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should on that very day be burned.
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So it was done.

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Oh, silly fiddle-faddle.

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Now, come have a nice

cup of tea, dear.

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I'm sure it'll work out somehow.

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Well, a bonfire won't stop Maleficent.

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Of course not. But what will?

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Well, perhaps if we reason with her.

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-Reason?

-With Maleficent?

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-Well, she can't be all bad.

-Oh, yes, she can.

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I'd like to turn her into

a fat, old hop toad.

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Now, dear,

that isn't a very nice thing to say.

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Besides, we can't.

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You know our magic

doesn't work that way.

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It can only do good, dear,

to bring joy and happiness.

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Well, that would make me happy.

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But there must be some way.

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-There is!

-There is?

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What is it, Flora?

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I'm going to...

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Even walls have ears.

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Follow me.

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-I'll turn her into a flower.

-Maleficent?

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(GIGGLES) No, no, dear, the princess.

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Oh, she'd make a lovely flower.

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Don't you see?

A flower can't prick its finger.

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-It hasn't any.

-That's right.

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FLORA: She'll be perfectly safe.

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Until Maleficent sends a frost.

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(LAUGHS) Yes...

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Oh, dear.

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She always ruins your nicest flowers.

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You're right.

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And she'll be expecting us

to do something like that.

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(GROANS) Well, what won't

she expect? She knows everything.

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Oh, but she doesn't, dear.

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Maleficent doesn't know

anything about love,

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or kindness

or the joy of helping others.

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You know, sometimes

I don't think she's really very happy.

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That's it!

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Of course.

It's the only thing she can't understand

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and won't expect.

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(GIGGLING) Now, now,

now we'll have to plan it carefully.

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Let's see. The woodcutter's cottage,

yes, yes, the abandoned one.

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Of course, the King

and Queen will object.

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But when we explain it's the only way...

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(ECHOING) Explain what?

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About the three peasant women

raising a foundling child

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deep in the forest.

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Oh, that's very nice of them.

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Who are they?

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Turn around.

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(GASPING)

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Why, it's us!

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Uh-huh.

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-You mean, "we" us?

-Uh-huh.

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Take care of the baby?

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FLORA: Why not?

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FAUNA: Oh, I'd like that.

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(STUTTERS) Well, yes,

but we'd have to feed it.

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And wash it and dress it

and rock it to sleep. Oh, I'd love it.

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You really think we can?

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If humans can do it, so can we.

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And we'd have our magic to help us.

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FAUNA: That's right.

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No, no, no! No magic.

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I'll take those wands right now.

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Oh, better get rid of those wings, too.

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You mean live like mortals?

For 16 years?

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FLORA: Uh-huh.

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Now, now, we don't know how.

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We've never

done anything without magic.

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And that's why Maleficent

will never suspect.

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But who'll wash?

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-And cook?

-Oh, we'll all pitch in.

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-I'll take care of the baby.

-Let me have it, dear.

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Come along now.

We must tell Their Majesties at once.

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Flora?

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MERRYWEATHER: Flora?

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NARRATOR: So, the King and

his queen watched with heavy hearts
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as their most precious possession,
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their only child,
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disappeared into the night.
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Many sad and lonely years passed by
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for King Stefan and his people.
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But as the time for the princess's

16th birthday drew near,
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the entire kingdom began to rejoice.
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For everyone knew that as long

as Maleficent's domain,
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the Forbidden Mountains,
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thundered with her wrath

and frustration,
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her evil prophecy

had not yet been fulfilled.

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(THUNDER RUMBLING)

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It's incredible!

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Sixteen years, and not a trace of her!

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She couldn't have

vanished into thin air!

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Are you sure

you searched everywhere?

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(SNORTS) Yes, yes, everywhere.

We all did.

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Yes, yes.

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(ALL BABBLING)

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And what about the town?

The forest? The mountains?

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We searched mountains, forests...

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And houses and...

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Let me see. And all the cradles.

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Cradle?

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(LAUGHS) Yep, yep.

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Every cradle.

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Cradle!

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Did you hear that, my pet?

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All these years

they've been looking for a baby.

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(HYSTERICAL LAUGHTER)

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(LAUGHING)

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(ALL LAUGHING)

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Fools!

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(SNORTS)

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Idiots! Imbeciles!

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(ALL SCREAMING)

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(GROANING)

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(SIGHS IN DISAPPOINTMENT)

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Oh, they're hopeless.

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A disgrace to the forces of evil.

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(SIGHS) My pet.

You are my last hope.

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Circle far and wide.

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Search for a maid of 16,

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with hair of sunshine gold

and lips red as the rose.

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Go, and do not fail me.

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NARRATOR: And so, for 16 long years,
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the whereabouts of the princess

remained a mystery.
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While deep in the forest,

in a woodcutter's cottage,
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the good fairies carried out

their well-laid plan.
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Living like mortals,

they had reared the child as their own,
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and called her Briar Rose.

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(HUMMING)

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NARRATOR: On this, her 16th birthday,

the good fairies had planned a party.
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And something extra special

for a surprise.

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Well, how about this one?

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This is the one I picked.

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Oh, she'll look beautiful in that.

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-Now, I thought a few changes here.

-Uh-huh.

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FAUNA: Don't forget a pretty bow.

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FLORA: Yes,

and raise the shoulder line.

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-We'll make it blue.

-Oh, no, dear, pink.

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-But...

-Of course, we need a few pleats.

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MERRYWEATHER: Yes, but how

are we gonna get her out of the house?

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FLORA: Oh, I'll think of something.

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(FAIRIES GIGGLING)

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Well, and what are

you three dears up to?

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-Up to?

-Up to?

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Up to?

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(STAMMERING) Well, well, we...

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We want you to pick some berries.

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-That's it! Berries!

-Berries?

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-Lots of berries.

-But I picked berries yesterday.

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FLORA: Oh, we need more, dear.

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FAUNA: Lots, lots more.

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FLORA: (GIGGLES) Yes.

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-Now, don't hurry back, dear.

-But don't go too far.

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And don't speak to strangers.

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FAUNA: Goodbye, dear.

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MERRYWEATHER: Goodbye.

FLORA: Goodbye.

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Goodbye.

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I wonder if she suspects.

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Of course not. Come on.

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(LAUGHING) Will she be surprised.

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-A real birthday party.

-FAUNA: With a real birthday cake.

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Yes, and a dress

a princess can be proud of.

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I'll get the wands.

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Yes, you can... The wands?

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Oh, no!

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FLORA: No magic!

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But the 16 years are almost over.

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We're taking no chances.

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But I've never baked a fancy cake.

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Oh, you won't have to, dear.

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I'm going to bake the cake.

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-You?

-Now, she's always wanted to, dear.

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-And this is her last chance.

-Well...

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I'm going to make it 15 layers

with pink and blue forget-me-nots.

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And I'm making the dress.

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But you can't sew,

and she's never cooked.

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-(LAUGHING) It's simple.

-All you do is follow the book.

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Up here, dear. You can be the dummy.

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Well, I still say we ought to use magic.

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(LAUGHS)

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(HUMMING)

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"Flour, three cups."

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Cups, cups, cups.

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Oh.

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(HUMMING)

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One, two, three.

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What's that for?

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Well, it's got to have

a hole in the bottom.

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FAUNA:

That's for the feet to go through.

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-It's pink!

-Oh, lovely shade, isn't it?

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But I wanted it blue.

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(GRUNTS) Now, dear,

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we decided pink was her color.

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You decided!

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(CHUCKLES)

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(GRUNTING)

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(MUTTERING ANGRILY)

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(HUMMING)

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"Two eggs, fold in gently."

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Fold? Oh, well.

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(HUMMING)

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(SHELLS CRACKING)

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(MUFFLED) I can't breathe!

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Let me out of here.

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-It looks awful.

-That's because it's on you, dear.

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"Now, yeast, one tsp."

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"Tsp?"

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One teaspoon.

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(GIGGLING)

Oh, one teaspoon, of course.

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(HUMMING)

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Oh, gracious,

how that child has grown.

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Oh, it seems only yesterday

we brought her here.

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Just a tiny baby.

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(SNIFFLES)

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-Why, Merryweather.

-Whatever is the matter, dear?

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(CRYING)

After today she'll be a princess,

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and we won't have any Briar Rose.

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-Oh, Flora.

-Now, now, now.

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Well, we all knew this day had to come.

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But why did it have to come so soon?

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After all, we've had her for 16 years.

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Sixteen wonderful years.

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(SNIFFLES)

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(CLEARS THROAT)

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Oh, gracious!

We're acting like a lot of ninnies.

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Come on.

She'll be back before we get started.

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(VOCALIZING)

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(CHIRPING TO THE SAME TUNE)

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(AURORA VOCALIZING)

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(CHIRPING)

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(VOCALIZING)

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(BOTH CHIRPING)

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(VOCALIZING)

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(BIRDS CHIRPING)

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(VOCALIZING CONTINUES)

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(HOOTING)

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(VOCALIZING)

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(BIRDS CHIRPING)

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(AURORA VOCALIZING)

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You hear that, Samson?

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Beautiful.

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(SNORTS)

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What is it?

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Come on. Let's find out.

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(SNORTS)

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Come on.

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For an extra bucket of oats?

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And a few carrots?

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Hup, boy!

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(AURORA VOCALIZING)

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PHILLIP: Whoa!

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(SNORTS)

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(WATER SPLASHING)

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No carrots.

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(BIRDS CHIRPING)

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(HUMMING)

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(SINGING) I wonder
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I wonder
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I wonder why each little bird
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Has a someone
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To sing to
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Sweet things to
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A gay little love melody
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I wonder
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If my heart keeps singing
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Will my song go winging
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To someone
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Who will find me
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And bring back a love song
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To me

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(SIGHS) Oh, dear.

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Why do they still treat me like a child?

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Who?

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Aunt Flora and Fauna

and Merryweather.

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They never want me to meet anyone.

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(GIGGLES)

But you know something?

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(WHISPERING) I fooled them.

I have met someone.

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(BIRDS TWITTERING)

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Who?

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Who? Who?

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Oh... A prince.

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Well, he's tall and handsome and...

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And so romantic.

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(CHIRPING)

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Oh, we walk together and talk together.

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And just before we say goodbye,

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he takes me in his arms,

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and then...

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(EXCITED CHIRPING)

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I wake up.

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(DEJECTED CHIRPING)

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Yes, it's only in my dreams.

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(SNIFFLES)

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But they say if you dream a thing

more than once,

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it's sure to come true.

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And I've seen him so many times.

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(AURORA HUMMING)

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(HOOTING)

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(BIRDS CHIRPING)

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PHILLIP: You know, Samson,

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there was something

strange about that voice.

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Too beautiful to be real.

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Maybe it was a mysterious being,

a wood sprite, or...

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(SNORTS)

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(NEIGHS)

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Here, stop!

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(HUMMING)

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(OWL HOOTING)

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(GASPS)

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AURORA: Why, it's my dream prince.

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(GIGGLING)

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Your Highness.

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(HUMMING)

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You know, I'm really

not supposed to speak to strangers.

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But we've met before.

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(SINGING) I know you
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I walked with you once upon a dream
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I know you
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The gleam in your eyes
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ls so familiar a gleam
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Yet I know it's true
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That visions are seldom all they seem
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But if I know you
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I know what you'll do
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You'll love me at once
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The way you did
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Once upon a dream
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But if I know you
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I know what you'll do
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You'll love me at once

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-The way you did

-The way you...

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Once upon a dream

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(HOOTING)

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I'm awfully sorry.

I didn't mean to frighten you.

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Oh, it... Wasn't that.

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It's just that you're...

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A stranger?

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AURORA: Mmm-hmm.

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PHILLIP: But don't you remember?

We've met before.

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-We... We have?

-Well, of course. You said so yourself.

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Once upon a dream.

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(SINGING) I know you
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I walked with you once upon a dream
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I know you
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The gleam in your eyes
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ls so familiar a gleam

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CHORUS: And I know it's true
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That visions are seldom all they seem
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But if I know you
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I know what you'll do
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You'll love me at once
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The way you did once
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Upon a dream

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PHILLIP: Who are you?

What's your name?

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AURORA: Hmm?

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Oh! My name.

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Why, it's, it's...

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Oh, no, no. I can't. I...

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-Goodbye.

-But when will I see you again?

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Oh, never, never!

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PHILLIP: Never?

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-Well, maybe someday.

-When? Tomorrow?

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Oh, no! This evening!

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-Where?

-At the cottage in the glen.

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(HUMMING)

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There.

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Well, what do you think of it?

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Why, it's...

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It's a very unusual cake, isn't it?

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Yes. Of course,

it'll be much stiffer after it's baked.

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Of course, dear.

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What do you think of the dress?

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Well, it's...

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It's not exactly the way

it is in the book, is it?

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Oh, I improved it. But perhaps

if I added a few more ruffles...

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-What do you think?

-I think so.

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What do you think, Merryweather?

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I think we've had

enough of this nonsense!

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I think we ought to think of Rose

and what she'll think of this mess.

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I still think what I thunk before.

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I'm going to get those wands.

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You know, I think she's right.

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(FOOTSTEPS PATTERING)

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Here they are, good as new!

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(STUTTERING)

Careful, Merryweather.

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Quick, lock the doors.

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Fauna, you close the windows.

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Oh, block up every cranny.

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We can't take any chances.

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And now, you take care of the cake.

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-While I...

-Clean the room, dear.

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And I'll make the dress.

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-Now hurry!

-Ooh!

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Come on, bucket, mop, broom.

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Flora says, clean up the room.

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(MERRYWEATHER GIGGLES)

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And now to make a lovely dress,

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fit to grace a fair princess.

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(SINGING) Eggs, flour...

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Just do it like it says here in the book.

I'll put on the candles.

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Oh, no, not pink.

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Make it blue.

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(GASPS) Merryweather!

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Make it pink.

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(WHISPERS) Make it blue.

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Pink!

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Blue.

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(SQUAWKING)

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(EXCLAIMS)

Now look what you've done!

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(AURORA HUMMING)

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Shh. Listen.

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-It's Rose.

-She's back.

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Enough of this foolishness.

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Make it pink. Now, hide, quick!

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(WHISPERS) Blue.

_________________________________

Aunt Flora!

_________________________________

Good gracious!

Who left the mop running?

_________________________________

(GASPS) Stop, mop.

_________________________________

Aunt Flora, Fauna, Merryweather.

_________________________________

Where is everybody?

_________________________________

(GASPS)

_________________________________

Oh!

_________________________________

-Surprise! Surprise!

-FAIRIES: Surprise! Surprise!

_________________________________

Happy birthday!

_________________________________

Oh, you darlings.

_________________________________

This is the happiest day of my life.

_________________________________

Everything's so wonderful.

Just wait till you meet him.

_________________________________

-Him?

-Rose.

_________________________________

You've met some stranger?

_________________________________

Oh, he's not a stranger.

We've met before.

_________________________________

-You have?

-Where?

_________________________________

Once upon a dream.

_________________________________

(SINGING) I know you
_________________________________

I walked with you once upon a dream

_________________________________

She's in love.

_________________________________

-Oh, no.

-This is terrible.

_________________________________

Why? After all, I am 16.

_________________________________

It isn't that, dear.

_________________________________

-You're already betrothed.

-Betrothed?

_________________________________

Since the day you were born.

_________________________________

To Prince Phillip, dear.

_________________________________

But that's impossible.

How could I marry a prince?

_________________________________

-I'd have to be...

-A princess.

_________________________________

And you are, dear.

_________________________________

Princess Aurora.

_________________________________

Tonight, we're taking you

back to your father, King Stefan.

_________________________________

But... But I can't.

He's coming here tonight.

_________________________________

I promised to meet him.

_________________________________

I'm sorry, child,

_________________________________

but you must never see

that young man again.

_________________________________

Oh, no! No!

_________________________________

I can't believe it!

_________________________________

(CRYING) No!

_________________________________

And we thought she'd be so happy.

_________________________________

(SOBBING)

_________________________________

(DEEP SIGH)

_________________________________

No sign of her yet, Hubert.

_________________________________

Course not.

_________________________________

It's a good half hour till sunset.

_________________________________

(BELCHES) Excellent bird.

_________________________________

Oh, now, come, man!

_________________________________

Buck up! Battle's over!

_________________________________

Girl's as good as here.

_________________________________

I'm sorry, Hubert,

but after 16 years of worrying,

_________________________________

-never knowing...

-The past!

_________________________________

All in the past.

_________________________________

HUBERT: Tonight, we toast the future,

_________________________________

with something

I've been saving for 16 years.

_________________________________

(CHUCKLES)

_________________________________

Here, to the future.

_________________________________

STEFAN: Right, Hubert. To the future.

_________________________________

(KINGS LAUGHING)

_________________________________

(SINGING) Skumps, skumps

_________________________________

-Skumps

-A toast to this night

_________________________________

-The outlook is rosy

-And the future is bright

_________________________________

BOTH: Our children will marry

Our kingdoms unite

_________________________________

Skumps, skumps

_________________________________

Skumps

_________________________________

HUBERT: (SIGHS)

Ah, excellent vintage.

_________________________________

(HUBERT CHUCKLING)

_________________________________

(HICCUPS)

_________________________________

-And now, to the new home, eh?

-New home?

_________________________________

Children need a nest

of their own, what?

_________________________________

Place to raise their little brood, eh?

_________________________________

(HUBERT CHUCKLES)

_________________________________

STEFAN: Well, I suppose in time...

_________________________________

HUBERT: Of course! To the home!

_________________________________

-(SINGING) Skumps

-Skumps

_________________________________

A toast to the home
_________________________________

One grander by far

than a palace in Rome

_________________________________

Now, let me fill up your glass

That last was all foam

_________________________________

-Skumps, skumps

-Skumps, skumps

_________________________________

Skumps

_________________________________

(KINGS SLURPING)

_________________________________

(KINGS LAUGHING)

_________________________________

(HUBERT CLAPS)

_________________________________

The plans!

_________________________________

(HICCUPS)

_________________________________

Well, what do you think?

_________________________________

Nothing elaborate, of course.

_________________________________

Forty bedrooms, dining hall.

_________________________________

Honeymoon cottage, really.

_________________________________

You... You mean,

you're building it already?

_________________________________

Built, man! Finished!

_________________________________

Lovebirds can move in tomorrow.

_________________________________

Tomorrow? But, Hubert,

they're not even married yet.

_________________________________

(LAUGHS) Take care of that tonight.

_________________________________

-To the wedding!

-Now, hold on, Hubert.

_________________________________

I haven't even seen my daughter yet,

_________________________________

and you're taking her away from me.

_________________________________

HUBERT: Getting my Phillip,

aren't you?

_________________________________

STEFAN: Yes, but...

_________________________________

HUBERT: Want to see

our grandchildren, don't we?

_________________________________

-Of course, but...

-There's no time to lose.

_________________________________

Getting on in years.

_________________________________

(LAUGHING)

_________________________________

To the wedding!

_________________________________

STEFAN: Now, be reasonable, Hubert.

_________________________________

After all, Aurora knows

nothing about all this.

_________________________________

Well?

_________________________________

Well, it may come as quite a shock.

_________________________________

(GAGS) Shock?

_________________________________

My Phillip, a shock?

_________________________________

What's wrong with my Phillip?

_________________________________

Nothing, Hubert. I only meant...

_________________________________

Why doesn't your daughter

like my son?

_________________________________

-Now, now...

-I'm not so sure

_________________________________

my son likes your daughter!

_________________________________

-Now, see here.

-I'm not so sure my grandchildren

_________________________________

want you for a grandfather!

_________________________________

Why, you, you unreasonable,

_________________________________

pompous, blustering, old windbag!

_________________________________

Unreasonable, pompous, en garde, sir!

_________________________________

I warn you, Hubert. This means war.

_________________________________

Forward! For honor! For country! For...

_________________________________

(BOTH LAUGHING)

_________________________________

What's this all about anyway?

_________________________________

(CHUCKLES) Nothing, Hubert.

Absolutely nothing.

_________________________________

Children bound to fall

in love with each other.

_________________________________

Precisely. And as for grandchildren,

_________________________________

I'll have the royal woodcarvers

start work on the cradle tomorrow.

_________________________________

Splendid! King-size, of course.

_________________________________

Certainly. To the woodcarvers' guild.

_________________________________

(LUTE STRINGS VIBRATING)

_________________________________

(SNORING)

_________________________________

(LUTE VIBRATING)

_________________________________

MAN: His royal highness Prince Phillip!

_________________________________

Phillip?

_________________________________

(PEOPLE CHEERING)

_________________________________

Phillip! Phillip!

_________________________________

Phillip, ho, Phillip!

_________________________________

(PANTING) Hurry, boy, hurry.

_________________________________

Change into something suitable.

_________________________________

Can't meet your future bride

looking like that.

_________________________________

But I have met her, Father.

_________________________________

You have? Where?

_________________________________

Once upon a dream.

_________________________________

(HUMMING)

_________________________________

Oh, Phillip, stop it. Stop that! Phillip!

_________________________________

Put me down.

_________________________________

Now, what's all this dream nonsense?

_________________________________

It wasn't a dream, Father.

I really did meet her.

_________________________________

Princess Aurora?

_________________________________

Good heavens, we must tell Stefan.

_________________________________

-Why, this is the most...

-I didn't say it was Aurora.

_________________________________

You most certainly did. You said...

_________________________________

I said, I met the girl

I was going to marry.

_________________________________

I don't know who she was.

A peasant girl, I suppose.

_________________________________

(STUTTERING) A peasant girl?

_________________________________

You're going to marry a... Why, Phillip.

_________________________________

(NERVOUS LAUGH) You're joking.

_________________________________

Isn't he?

_________________________________

No! You can't do this to me!

_________________________________

Give up the throne, the kingdom,

_________________________________

for some, some nobody?

_________________________________

By Harry, I won't have it!

_________________________________

You're a prince,

and you're going to marry a princess!

_________________________________

Now, Father, you're living in the past.

_________________________________

This is the 14th century. Nowadays...

_________________________________

Nowadays, I'm still the king

_________________________________

and I command you

to come to your senses!

_________________________________

-And marry the girl I love.

-Exactly!

_________________________________

-Goodbye, Father.

-Goodbye, Father.

_________________________________

Marry the girl you... No, no!

_________________________________

No, no, Phillip! Stop! Come back!

_________________________________

Oh, Phillip!

_________________________________

(ECHOING) Phillip!

_________________________________

(GROANS) Oh, ho.

_________________________________

Oh, how will I ever tell Stefan?

_________________________________

(WHISPERING) Come along now.

_________________________________

All right. In here, dear.

_________________________________

(SIGHS)

_________________________________

FLORA: Bolt the door, Merryweather.

_________________________________

Fauna, pull the drapes.

_________________________________

And now, dear, if you'll just sit here.

_________________________________

This one last gift

_________________________________

dear child, for thee.

_________________________________

The symbol of thy royalty.

_________________________________

A crown to wear in grace and beauty

_________________________________

as is thy right and royal duty.

_________________________________

(SOBBING)

_________________________________

Now, dear...

_________________________________

Come.

_________________________________

Let her have a few moments alone.

_________________________________

It's that boy she met.

_________________________________

Whatever are we going to do?

_________________________________

Oh, I don't see why

she has to marry any old prince.

_________________________________

Now, that's not for us to decide, dear.

_________________________________

Maybe we should

tell King Stefan about the boy.

_________________________________

Well, why don't we?

_________________________________

Listen! Maleficent! Rose!

_________________________________

ALL: (GASPING) Rose!

_________________________________

FAUNA:

Oh, why did we leave her alone?

_________________________________

-Rose!

-ALL: Rose!

_________________________________

(ALL GRUNTING)

_________________________________

Here.

_________________________________

-Rose!

-ALL: Rose!

_________________________________

-ALL: Rose, Rose, where are you?

-Rose!

_________________________________

-Rose!

-ALL: (ECHOING) Rose!

_________________________________

-Rose!

-(ECHOING) Rose!

_________________________________

Rose!

_________________________________

-Rose!

-ALL: Rose!

_________________________________

FAUNA: Rose!

_________________________________

FLORA: (ECHOING) Rose,

don't touch anything!

_________________________________

MALEFICENT: Touch the spindle.

_________________________________

Touch it, I say!

_________________________________

(ALL GASPING)

_________________________________

You poor, simple fools,

_________________________________

thinking you could defeat me!

_________________________________

Me! The mistress of all evil!

_________________________________

Well, here's your precious princess!

_________________________________

(SINISTER LAUGHTER)

_________________________________

MERRYWEATHER: Rose.

FAUNA: Oh, Rose.

_________________________________

FLORA: (CRYING)

Oh, I'll never forgive myself.

_________________________________

FAUNA: (CRYING) We're all to blame.

_________________________________

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

_________________________________

Stefan, there's...

_________________________________

There's something important

I have to tell you.

_________________________________

Not now, Hubert.

_________________________________

But it's about Phillip.

_________________________________

Phillip? Oh, yes, of course, Phillip.

_________________________________

Why, where is the boy?

_________________________________

That's what I'm trying to tell you.

_________________________________

-Well, send for him immediately!

-But...

_________________________________

Shh!

_________________________________

(TRUMPETS BLOWING)

_________________________________

HERALD: The sun has set!

_________________________________

Make ready to welcome your princess!

_________________________________

(CROWD CHEERING)

_________________________________

(ALL SOBBING)

_________________________________

Poor King Stefan and the Queen.

_________________________________

They'll be heartbroken

when they find out.

_________________________________

-They're not going to.

-MERRYWEATHER: They aren't? But...

_________________________________

We'll put them all to sleep

until Rose awakens.

_________________________________

Come.

_________________________________

Sleeping beauty fair
_________________________________

Gold of sunshine
_________________________________

In your hair
_________________________________

Lips that shame
_________________________________

The red, red rose
_________________________________

Dreaming of true love
_________________________________

In slumber repose
_________________________________

One day
_________________________________

He will come
_________________________________

Riding out of the dawn
_________________________________

And you'll awaken
_________________________________

To love's first kiss
_________________________________

Till then, sleeping beauty
_________________________________

Sleep on
_________________________________

One day you'll awaken
_________________________________

To love's first kiss
_________________________________

Till then
_________________________________

Sleeping beauty
_________________________________

Sleep on

_________________________________

(YAWNING)

_________________________________

Well, just been talking to Phillip.

_________________________________

Seems he's fallen in love

with some peasant girl.

_________________________________

Peasant girl?

_________________________________

Yes? Yes?

_________________________________

The peasant girl?

_________________________________

Who is she? Where did he meet her?

_________________________________

Just some peasant girl he met...

_________________________________

Where? Where?

_________________________________

(YAWNING) Once upon a dream.

_________________________________

Once upon a...

_________________________________

Rose! Prince Phillip!

_________________________________

Come on.

We've got to get back to the cottage.

_________________________________

(WHISTLING ONCE UPON A DREAM)

_________________________________

MALEFICENT: Come in.

_________________________________

(GOONS BABBLING)

_________________________________

(GRUNTING)

_________________________________

(CAWING)

_________________________________

Well!

_________________________________

This is a pleasant surprise.

_________________________________

I set my trap for a peasant

_________________________________

and, lo, I catch a prince!

_________________________________

(CACKLING)

_________________________________

Away with him.

_________________________________

But gently, my pets. Gently.

_________________________________

(GOONS GRUNTING)

_________________________________

I have plans for our royal guest.

_________________________________

(ALL GASP)

_________________________________

-Maleficent!

-ALL: (GASPING) Maleficent!

_________________________________

She's got Prince Phillip.

_________________________________

At the Forbidden Mountain.

_________________________________

(GASPING) But we can't,

we can't go there.

_________________________________

We can, and we must!

_________________________________

(SNORTS)

_________________________________

(GOONS CHATTERING)

_________________________________

What a pity Prince Phillip can't be here

_________________________________

to enjoy the celebration.

_________________________________

(CHUCKLING)

_________________________________

Come.

_________________________________

We must go to the dungeon

and cheer him up.

_________________________________

Oh, come now, Prince Phillip.

_________________________________

Why so melancholy?

_________________________________

A wondrous future lies before you.

_________________________________

You, the destined hero

_________________________________

of a charming fairy tale come true.

_________________________________

Behold, King Stefan's castle.

_________________________________

And in yonder topmost tower
_________________________________

dreaming of her true love,
_________________________________

the Princess Aurora.
_________________________________

But see the gracious whim of fate.

_________________________________

(CHUCKLES) Why,

'tis the selfsame peasant maid
_________________________________

who won the heart of

our noble prince but yesterday.
_________________________________

She is indeed most wondrous fair.
_________________________________

Gold of sunshine in her hair.
_________________________________

Lips that shame the red, red rose.
_________________________________

In ageless sleep she finds repose.

_________________________________

The years roll by.

_________________________________

But 100 years

to a steadfast heart are but a day.

_________________________________

And now, the gates of the dungeon part
_________________________________

and our prince is free to go his way.
_________________________________

Off he rides on his noble steed,
_________________________________

a valiant figure, straight and tall,

_________________________________

to wake his love

_________________________________

with love's first kiss

_________________________________

and prove that true love conquers all!

_________________________________

(CACKLING)

_________________________________

Why, you, you...

_________________________________

Come, my pet.

_________________________________

Let us leave our noble prince

with these happy thoughts.

_________________________________

A most gratifying day.

_________________________________

For the first time in 16 years

_________________________________

I shall sleep well.

_________________________________

(WHISPERING) Shh!

_________________________________

No time to explain.

_________________________________

Wait, Prince Phillip.

_________________________________

The road to true love may be barred

by still many more dangers

_________________________________

which you alone will have to face.

_________________________________

So arm thyself with this

enchanted Shield of Virtue.

_________________________________

And this mighty Sword of Truth.

_________________________________

For these weapons of righteousness

will triumph over evil.

_________________________________

Now, come. We must hurry.

_________________________________

(SQUAWKING)

_________________________________

(CAWING)

_________________________________

(GOONS SHOUTING)

_________________________________

(NEIGHING)

_________________________________

(SQUAWKING)

_________________________________

(NEIGHING)

_________________________________

Phillip, watch out!

_________________________________

(CAWING)

_________________________________

Silence!

_________________________________

You, tell those fools to... No!

_________________________________

(GASPS) No!

_________________________________

FAUNA: Watch out, Phillip!

_________________________________

Hurry! Hurry, Phillip!

_________________________________

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

_________________________________

(NEIGHING)

_________________________________

A forest of thorns shall be his tomb.

_________________________________

Borne through the skies

on a fog of doom!

_________________________________

Now go with a curse and serve me well.

_________________________________

Around Stefan's castle, cast my spell!

_________________________________

(NEIGHING)

_________________________________

(CACKLING)

_________________________________

(NEIGHING)

_________________________________

No! It cannot be!

_________________________________

(NEIGHING)

_________________________________

Now shall you deal with me, O Prince.

_________________________________

And all the powers of hell!

_________________________________

(CACKLING)

_________________________________

(NEIGHING)

_________________________________

(GRUNTING)

_________________________________

Up! Up this way!

_________________________________

(SINISTER LAUGHTER)

_________________________________

Now, Sword of Truth, fly swift and sure.

_________________________________

That evil die and good endure!

_________________________________

(SCREAMING)

_________________________________

(SNORTING)

_________________________________

(ALL YAWNING)

_________________________________

Oh, uh...

_________________________________

Forgive me, Hubert. The wine. Now...

_________________________________

(CLEARS THROAT) You were saying?

_________________________________

I was? Oh, yes.

_________________________________

(CLEARS THROAT) Well, after all,

Stefan, this is the 14th century.

_________________________________

Yes. You said that a moment ago.

_________________________________

Well, to come right to the point.

_________________________________

My son Phillip says

he's going to marry...

_________________________________

(TRUMPETS BLOWING)

_________________________________

It's Aurora! She's here!

_________________________________

(STUTTERS) And Phillip!

_________________________________

What does this mean, boy?

_________________________________

I don't...

_________________________________

But...

_________________________________

(ONCE UPON A DREAM PLAYING)

_________________________________

I don't understand.

_________________________________

(SNIFFLING)

_________________________________

Why, Fauna. What's the matter, dear?

_________________________________

Oh, I just love happy endings.

_________________________________

Yes, I do, too.

_________________________________

(EXCLAIMS) Blue?

_________________________________

Pink!

_________________________________

I know you
_________________________________

I walked with you
_________________________________

Once upon a dream.

_________________________________

(WHISPERS) Blue!

_________________________________

I know you
_________________________________

The gleam in your eyes
_________________________________

ls so familiar a gleam
_________________________________

Yet I know it's true
_________________________________

That visions are seldom all they seem
_________________________________

But if I know you
_________________________________

I know what you'll do
_________________________________

You'll love me at once
_________________________________

The way you did once
_________________________________

Upon
_________________________________

A dream

_________________________________