Cinderella: Once Upon A Time... In The West Page #5

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( chuckIes )

Strings made in the South Pole.

Your violin is a piece of dung.

lf you please, old man, l do not intend

to discuss this with you, aII right?

Your violin looks like a drum.

Little Cloud is quite unique.

You've known him a long time,

l gather?

Since forever.

He's my guardian.

Mmm. lt's important to have friends

you can reIy on.

So do you have a sweetheart?

Um, well, l don't know.

That'II depend

on a lot of things.

Ah, it seems l've hit

a sore spot.

( distant squawking )

Whoa.

This looks like a perfect place

for us to rest for the night

before we head into Barbazul's

territory.

And l hope the soothing darkness

of night

wiII give some courage

to my little Blind Chick.

BIind Chick

is your nickname?

- Why? Got a problem with that?

- Not at all.

A blind chick is very cute

and quite easy to catch.

Duchess:

Ah! Full house.

( groans )

The fates are against me.

First it's that Mad Storm

and his annoying little pest.

And now a duchess

who aIways wins!

Oh ho ho ho!

They say unlucky at cards

means Iucky in Iove.

( footsteps approaching )

This isn't what l usually eat.

What is it?

l gave your manservant a recipe

for a fine omeIet.

It's made

Princess-of-Tuscany style.

An omelet?

Ha, my lady Duchess, it's a marvel!

A triumph!

lt's a total catastrophe.

You put too much

nutmeg in it.

That's right!

There's way too much nutmeg in this.

What were you thinking,

you imbeciIe?

Don't you even know

how to make a simple omelet?

Start over! Go on!

HonestIy, I just don't know

what to do with him anymore.

Perhaps you might try

imposing a IittIe...

hard-nosed discipline.

- ( thumping )

- Ahh!

( groans )

( laughs )

- How was that, huh?

- Not bad.

I think perhaps

a little bit too nice.

Too nice?!

We'll see how nice l am

when l lay my hands on your son,

Duchess.

lt'll be your signature on the paper

or his head in my hand.

And we'll see

if you think l'm nice then.

Oh ho ho ho ho!

My son?

But my dear friend,

my son will cut you to pieces.

Bring the next dish!

( groans )

Vulture sashimi

filleted and cold-wrapped,

in fresh-cut green beans picked

from the garden this very morning.

( snarls )

( gulps )

LittIe CIoud,

l congratulate you.

This little impromptu shish kabab

is wonderfuI.

Oh, yes, my friend. Country rats

are always better than city ones.

- Ugh!

- ( Cinderella laughs )

Beautiful night.

MoonIight is ideaI

for opening hearts.

- You think?

- Yes, l do.

Don't you worry, Prince.

We will get

your mother back.

I'm not too worried.

l've got one feisty mother.

It's reaIIy those bandits

who should be worried.

Then what's

eating you, huh?

Oh, weII,

l guess l can tell you.

Last night at the ball,

I had a reveIation.

Uh, what do you mean?

Last night l fell, Cinderella--

fell in love

with a girl so beautiful

she makes the stars blush.

Everything about her

exudes feminine perfection,

incomparabIe grace--

charming and quite slim.

A bit like you, really,

except she's--

Oh, you should have

seen her in action.

Speaking of which-- ha ha--

this is her tooth.

She lost it while bravely fighting

the intruders by my side.

And afterwards, she disappeared.

- Um, about the tooth...

- Yes?

A lifelong commitment

because of a tooth--

does that really make sense?

Well, it's not glamorous, but...

Well, forget your toothless princess.

There are Iots of princesses,

- some of them pigtailed.

- l love pigtails.

Hey, Vladimir, look around you

with your heart.

( laughs )

Are you talking about you?

No, l'm talking about Felicity--

a huge princess

and no pigtails.

Excuse me, Cinderella.

You're so nice.

l mean it.

( violin playing )

Hmm, l smell bad vibes.

l don't think he's into

pigtaiIed cowgirIs.

'Night.

- ( music continues )

- Felicity:
Cinderella.

( girls sobbing )

Smoke that

little vermin good.

Oh, this music

is so romantic.

- What are you waiting for?

- ( sobbing )

l can't do it...

because of the prince's

piece of wood.

Oh, give me that,

you idiot.

( bullets whistle )

CindereIIa:

Take cover!

Get in the wagon.

We'll crush 'em with it.

lt'll be cleaner that way.

lt is said that where

the bear can slip through,

the tiny mouse cannot.

No, wait, it's the opposite.

Anyway, follow me!

So what do tiny mice do now?

l'm not really sure.

l should consult my peace pipe

when l can.

Any bright ideas,

Your Serene Highness?

Uh, parry and thrust,

charge with gusto?

- I am stiII thinking.

- Okay, so it's up to me.

You two keep going!

Hey, Felicity, did you lose your prince?

Too bad!

Guess he didn't want a big bag

of mashed potatoes like you

- for a mother-in-law!

- ( grunts )

- ( bomb whistling )

- Hyah!

( gasps )

Cinderella really dressed you down, Ma.

That's just not right.

Get her!

Get that little vermin!

( growIs )

- ldiots, can't you go any faster?

- Both:
Yeah!

- Felicity:
Hey! Ah-hh!

- ( gunfire rattIing )

Let's fall back now!

( grunting )

Hey, stop!

You hear me? Stop!

( grunts )

What are you doing?

All right, make music!

- ( vioIin scrapes )

- ( Cinderella grunts )

( all yell )

( Little Cloud laughing )

Like l keep saying,

F-sharp is aIways

a little bit awkward.

( laughs )

( Harmony grunting )

( Felicity yelling )

CindereIIa!

( grunts )

- Ah-hh!

- Ah!

That was great.

Very tasty.

Ah, it's pretty good,

this sarsaparilla.

- The duchess knows her stuff.

- Yeah.

- This is fair trade, no?

- DefiniteIy.

( whispering )

Barbazul's men are close by.

We must be cautious as the beaver

and silent as the earthworm.

Doo doo doo doo!

My, it's truly magnificent here.

Or as my princess

would say, "Wow!"

Hey, what is it, champ?

You see something over there?

Never speak again

unless you want to get us all shot.

And enough about that princess.

It's getting reaIIy oId.

- Pardon?

- "Wow!"

- Your princess sounds ridiculous.

- Listen, I wiII not permit you to--

Shh.

Silent as the earthworm, remember?

Do you hear that, Little Cloud?

And where was your little dancer

when FeIicity

was putting her claws into you?

And who was saving your skin

making you shut up

when you were screaming like some

Iunatic when you needed to be siI--

Silent as the worm.

And cautious as the beaver.

( birds singing )

( squawking )

Hyah!

Little Cloud:

Hide! Quickly as you can!

Cinderella:

Hyah!

Oof!

Argh!

Hey, Cinderella!

( screeching )

( garbled shouting )

( fly buzzing )

Okay...

Okay.

- Okay.

- Huh?

Everybody do

as the old shaman does.

Okay, come along now.

( grunts )

Go, go, go, go, go!

Go!

And now we go.

( grunts )

Come on, Prince.

Let's go.

Thanks, little cowgirl.

Aw, forget it,

Prince Blah-Blah Whatever.

Hey!

Look over there.

lt's a big cave.

Let's go.

( humming )

Hey, can't you ever

stop goofing off?

- ( grunts )

- ( gasps )

( rumbles )

( bird squawking )

Follow the old shaman. Hurry!

( Little Cloud laughing )

( grunting )

Ah!

Ooh-ow!

That's prickly.

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