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[Jacqueline washes Danielle's back where she was whipped; Danielle gasps
] Oh! Now, you really brought this upon yourself, you know. Hmm? First with breakfast, and then that horrid display downstairs. Danielle
: I don't know what's come over me. Jacqueline
] Of course, I shall never forget the way Marguerite's feet went up over her head like that!
[they both giggle; then Jacqueline turns somber
: She should not have said that about your mother.
: Thank you.
: I wanted to be the peacock! Baroness Rodmilla De Ghent
: Honestly, Jacqueline, the horse is one of God's noblest creatures. Jacqueline
] Oh, well why don't I just pull the carriage while I'm at it? Baroness Rodmilla De Ghent
: If you think it will get us there any faster...
: Mother, it's only a ball. Baroness Rodmilla De Ghent
: Yes, and you're only going for the food.
Baroness Rodmilla De Ghent
: Jacqueline, go and boil some water. Jacqueline
: Me? Boil water?... Oh I knew it! I just knew it!
: Baroness. Did you or did you not - lie to Her Majesty, the Queen of France? Queen Marie
: Choose your words wisely, madame, for they may be your last. Baroness Rodmilla De Ghent
: A woman would do practically anything for the love of a daughter, Your Majesties. Perhaps I did get... a little carried away. Marguerite
: Mother, what have you done? Your Majesty, like you, I am just a victim here. She has lied to us both and I am ashamed to call her family. Baroness Rodmilla De Ghent
: [pushes her
] How dare you turn on me, you little ingrate? Marguerite
: You see? You see what I have to put up with? King Francis
: Silence, both of you! Good Lord!
] King Francis
: Are they always like this? Jacqueline
: Worse, Your Majesty. Baroness Rodmilla De Ghent
: Jacqueline, darling, I should hate to think you had anything to do with this. Jacqueline
] Of course not, Mother. I'm only here for the food.
: Marguerite gets to do everything. Marguerite
: Oh, don't be daft, Jacqueline, the Queen doesn't even know you exist. Baroness Rodmilla De Ghent
: What Marguerite does is for all of us, my dear. We are counting on you to help her get ready. Jacqueline
: Lovely. Next thing you know I shall be cleaning the fireplace with Danielle.
Baroness Rodmilla De Ghent
: Marguerite, precious, what do I always say about tone? Jacqueline
: A lady of breeding ought never to raise her voice any louder than the... gentle hum of a whisper in the wind. Baroness Rodmilla De Ghent
: Jacqueline, dear, do not speak unless you can improve the silence.
: Next thing you know I shall be cleaning the fireplace with Danielle. Rodmilla
: Where is that girl? Marguerite
: Probably off catching rabbits with her teeth.
[Drizella hits high note, while Anastasia's finger gets caught in the flute, causing it to hit Drizella's chin
: You clumsy...
[takes flute and hits Anastasia in the head
: You did it on purpose! Anastasia
: [takes flute and hits Drizella in the head
] You're always... Stepmother
: Girls. Girls. Anastasia
: It's her fault, Mother. Stepmother
: Above all, self-control.
[Cinderella knocks on the door
: [Angry, slams on piano keys
: Drizella? Drizella! Drizella
: Mmm? What? Stepmother
: Get up. Quick, this instant! We haven't a moment to lose! Anastasia? Anastasia. Get up, Anastasia! Anastasia
: Huh? What for? Why? Stepmother
: Oh, everyone's talking about it - the whole kingdom! Oh, hurry now. He'll be here any minute. Drizella
] Who will? Stepmother
: The Grand Duke! He's been hunting all night. Drizella
: Hunting? Stepmother
: For that girl! The one who lost her slipper at the ball last night. They say he's madly in love with her. Anastasia
: The Duke is? Stepmother
: Oh, no, no, no. The Prince!
: [upon hearing of the royal ball
] Why, that means I can go, too. Drizella
: [to Anastasia and Stepmother
] Hah! Her, dancing with the Prince. Anastasia
: [mocking Cinderella
] I'd be honored, Your Highness. Would you mind holding my broom. Ha Ha!
[as Anastasia tries on the glass slipper, which at first appears to fit
: There. I knew it was my slipper. Exactly my size. I always wear the same size. As soon as I saw it, I said...
[the Herald lifts up her foot, revealing that the shoe just barely covers one toe
: Oh. Well, it-it may be a trifle snug today. You know how it is, dancing all night. I can't understand why.
[the Herald tries to hammer the shoe on
: It's always fit perfectly before. I don't think you're half trying. Mother, can you... Stepmother
: [indicating the sleeping Grand Duke
] Shh. Quiet, my dear. We mustn't disturb his Grace.
[to the Herald
: Young man, are you sure you're trying it on the right foot?
: Poor Cinderelly. Ev'ry time she find a minute, that's the time when they begin it. "Cinderelly! Cinderelly!" Drizella
: [from downstairs
[Jaq closes door
] Cinderelly, Cinderelly / Night and day it's Cinderelly / Make the fire! Fix the breakfast! / Wash the dishes! Do the moppin'! Mice
: And the sweepin', and the dustin' / They always keep her hoppin'. Jaq
: She go around in circles 'till she very, very dizzy / Still they holler... Mice
: Keep-a busy, Cinderelly!
[after Cinderella has surprisingly managed to procure a ball gown, Anastasia and Drizella protest
: Girls, please. After all, we did make a bargain, didn't we, Cinderella?
[notices her daughters' discarded articles on Cinderella
: And I never go back on my word. Hmm. How very clever. These beads - they give it just the right touch. Don't you think so, Drizella? Drizella
: No, I don't. I think she's...
: Why, you little thief! They're *my* beads! Give them here!
[rips them off
: Oh, no! Anastasia
: Oh, and look, that's my sash! Wearing my sash, she can't!
[the two stepsisters proceed to destroy Cinderella's dress completely
: And my ribbon! Cinderella
: No, please... Drizella
: You ungrateful little...! Stepmother
: Girls, girls. That's quite enough. Hurry along, now, both of you. I won't have you upsetting yourselves.
[She takes one look at Cinderella before leaving
: Good night.
[as the Duke is about to leave
: Your Grace. Your Grace. Please, wait. May I try it on? Stepmother
: Oh. Pay no attention to HER. Anastasia
: It's only Cinderella. Drizella
: Our scullery maid... Anastasia
: From the kitchen. Drizella
: It's ridiculous. Anastasia
: Impossible. Drizella
: She's out of her mind. Stepmother
: Yes, yes. Just an imaginitive child! Grand Duke
: [in an official and impatient tone
] Madam, my orders were *every* maiden!
: And, by royal command, every eligible maiden is to attend. Drizella
: Why, that's us! Anastasia
: And I'm so eligible!
: This is the answer to all our problems!
[holds up a magic wand
: A stick? Drizella
: Ooo, let's beat her with it!
: It's not over yet. Drizella
: What. Stepmother
: He thinks he can ruin my plans I think not. Anastasia
: Who. Stepmother
: The prince he's gone after Cinderella. Anastasia
: But I thought he loved me. Drizella
[Anastasia has turned down Prince Charming at the altar
: You spoiled little ingrate I've given you everything you've ever wanted Anastasia. Anastasia
: But I want someone to love me for me.
: This is the real Cinderella, your one true love.
: [returning the King's seashell
] Your majesty, I don't deserve this. King
: Everybody deserves true love.
: [while prancing around the room, laughing excitedly
] Ah! It fits! Oh, Mother! Mother, it fits! Drizella
] Gee, I wonder if it fits...
: [from trailer
] Cinder Wench! Anastasia
: Dirty Ella!
[Anastasia is struggling to put on the glass slipper, which is far too small for her foot
: [prolonged, unlady-like grunt
] *IT FITS ME!*
: I just thought things would be different here. When I first heard about Wonderland I figured that the wonder was short for "Wonder-ful", not "wonder-how-we're-going-to-make-it".
: Have you forgotten all the good times we had? Making wine from wildflowers. naming the stars to fall asleep at night. Anastasia
: You named them all "Anastasia". Will Scarlet
: It's the most beautiful name I know.