Cinderella: Once Upon A Time... In The West Page #2

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Well, Cinderella, if you don't mind,

l'll take my violin with me.

lt's fragile.

And the rest?

l mean your luggage,

shouId I take it to--

To the saloon, yes.

CouId I pIease

have my violin back now?

Yes.

- All right, then.

- The violin.

- Give him back his violin.

- Right!

Thank you.

So long, cowgirl.

( chuckling )

Got something to say,

Little Cloud?

SiIence is the friend of he

who wants an unbroken nose.

( sniffs )

Sheriff:

Oh! What an awful waste.

Do you ever think

about your mother?

lmagine her extreme

disappointment.

- ( bolt clicking )

- Sheriff:
Yep!

Well, underneath it all,

l'm sure you're sorry.

Bleh! Bleh!

( squawking )

Yes, yes, yes!

I won again.

No, you didn't.

You cheated again.

Oh! Vladimir!

Oh! My cruel, torturing,

pitiIess, heartIess son.

You are still angry

at your poor old mother, aren't you?

Okay, okay, okay!

l announced our arrival.

But in the end,

what does it change, hmm?

What does it change?

- ( crowd cheering )

- Absolutely nothing, Mother.

( girl squealing )

FeIicity:

Everything's got to be perfect!

First one to slack off

gets buried in the desert, you hear me?

So, Harmony,

can you lend me your girdle,

the one that makes me

look skinny?

Oh! You are such

a little cheapskate.

Huh?

Check it out, Melody.

CindereIIa's

trying to look like a girl!

( MeIody Iaughing )

She looks ridiculous.

Come on, just let me through.

Ow! Don't touch me

with those filthy little paws of yours.

What's going on over here?

Ma! CindereIIa just tried

to poke Harmony's eye out.

You gotta punish her, Ma.

Ha ha! Give her what she deserves.

- Go on and get ready, my darlings.

- ( Harmony Iaughing )

Now as for you,

you ungrateful little wretch,

how dare you try to mangle

my precious little beauties

on the very day a prince

has come here to my town?

Get Iost!

Get out of here, vermin!

( Cinderella sighs )

l want you packed up

and out of my saloon!

l'll be glad to get rid of you

once and for aII!

( both grunting )

Oh.

ls something wrong,

Cinderella?

No, not really.

l mean, l just--

I-- I gotta go.

She is shy, isn't she?

No? A little wild,

perhaps?

( rider yells )

Whoa!

( grunts, screams )

Argh!

What have l done to deserve

you worthless bunch of lazy,

brainless, good-for-nothing idiots?

You are not even capable

of attacking a stupid train.

Must l survive on a paltry diet

of cactus and vuIture eggs?

Madre mo!

- ( ship horn bellowing )

- ( laughs )

No. l am sorry.

It is my fauIt.

l am the one responsible.

( chuckIes )

S, my compaeros.

S, s.

l know, l still have much work to do

on my management skiIIs.

( laughs )

Give me that, amigo.

- ( thumps )

- ( yells )

There, that should be enough

to motivate all of you.

Or should l toss another?

( bird squawking )

Rider:

Whoa! Whoa!

( grunting )

Argh!

Where have you been?

What took you so long?

Jefe, on the train

there was a young prince

and also an old duchess.

A prince and a duchess?

S.

They got huge rings

the size of ostrich eggs.

Rings like ostrich eggs?

They're in town?

S, jefe.

l saw them like l see you now.

The prince was talking

to Cinderella and Little Cloud.

And is this Mad Storm

a friend of the prince and duchess?

No, jefe, no.

( laughs )

His name

is not Mad Storm, jefe.

His name is actuaIIy

Little Cloud, you see.

Little Cloud-- ugh!

( laughs )

Amigos,

we're back in business.

Here, take this, amigo.

That's for bringing me

the good news.

Thank you, jefe.

( screams )

And that's for getting caught

by the stupid sheriff.

What are you

waiting for, then?

Go there and find them !

AndaIe!

Bring them back here,

but not the Mad Storm

and his troublesome

little pest.

( screeches )

Whoa!

( groaning )

( yelps )

Hmm.

( jackals howl )

Harmony:
Go and get

the pretty daisies...

Felicity:
Ah, so gracious!

UnforgettabIe voice.

To think I traveIed

all the way across the country

just to hear this.

...and black widows

Go and get

some big wildflowers

lf you go down

nature's path...

Uh, madam, your lovely daughters

deserve the very best.

Oh, yes. lf l could only find

each of them a husband.

Bring me pretty poppies

lf you go out to the fair

Yeah, please bring me

pretty poppies

Or l'll shave off

aII my hair!

So, my lovely little prince,

you should check out

my darling daughters.

Spittin' image of their mother,

don't you think?

Spitting is indeed

the right word.

( music playing )

( all chattering )

Duchess:

What a lovely evening.

l'm having

such a wonderful time.

After that horrid trip,

this game is exactly what l needed.

Oh!

Full house!

Oh!

Duchess:

He's so sad, poor man.

( laughs )

MeIody:

Please bring me pretty poppies...

You heard good

what Felicity said, right, Bob?

Yeah, Bob.

"Only our princesses are entitled

to be beautiful tonight."

Yeah, Bob.

MeIody:

...l'll shave off all my hair!

Ah, you ain't pretty.

Go on in.

Hey, Bob, are you sure?

She had lots of charm.

No, she didn't.

( sobbing )

lf you're trying to humor me,

l'm not in the mood.

You know, Cinderella,

when you were only as tall

as a baby sparrow,

your mother made me promise

to watch over you.

Wow!

Well, isn't that great?

We get to hear the party

instead of going to it.

This is it, Cinderella.

It's time.

l'm going to help you.

You're going to the ball.

No way.

lf l go there, l'm toast.

And you can't help me.

You can't even put your boots on

by yourseIf.

You're right about that.

But what about the bandit ship

in the shifting sands?

That and, well,

what's the other time when you--

well-- l was--

well, the bandit ship--

don't forget, that was me.

( sighs )

l am a shaman,

don't forget.

I may be

a little old and gray,

but believe me,

you will go to the ball.

( tambourine rattling )

( howls )

( speaking gibberish )

What are you doing,

Little Cloud?

- What is all this?

- Shh.

Admire how one summons

the celestial creatures.

- ( babbling )

- ( sparking )

Mmm, l don't get it.

l must have skipped a tambourine bit.

But no worries.

You must stay positive.

l know l'll get it.

- Well, it's been fun...

- ( gurgIing )

...but maybe you should cut back

on the cactus juice.

( turkeys gobbling )

( singing )

( gobbling )

( chanting,

gobbling continue )

Ooh! The visitor will be blown away

when he sees you.

- Good job.

- ( applause )

( all hooting, applauding )

Excuse me, but it's time for me

to retire into the arms of Morpheus.

Huh?

Who the heck is that?

Aw, lucky her!

( distant voices

overIapping )

Huh? Hey, no way, miss.

You're way too pretty.

Yeah, sorry.

( thumping )

( music playing )

- lsn't she pretentious?

- ScandaIous!

Good evening, miss.

PIease aIIow me

to introduce myself.

- l am--

- Prince Vladimir Piffpov.

Talk of the town, it seems.

- Eh, Pichikov.

- A pleasure.

May l-- could l perhaps

offer you--

Offer me a drink?

Of course.

Two, please.

To the Wild West

and its beautiful ladies.

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