Cinderella: Once Upon A Time... In The West Page #7

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So marry us.

Both:

Uh, yeah!

But this is crazy, Ma.

He's mine, girls.

lt's my turn.

l'm gonna be a princess.

Y'all hear me?

Maybe we'll make you two

a IittIe brother.

Right, Prince?

Well, l am certainly honored by your

proposaI, but I reaIIy don't think so.

What are you waiting for?

Get on with it.

We are gathered here together

to celebrate the marriage--

Skip that.

Prince, do you take Felicity here

as your IawfuI--

- No!

- Bobs:
Yeah, yeah!

They said yes. Move on.

FeIicity, do you take

this Prince Vladimir here

to be your lawful wedded husband

tiII death do you part?

- Cinderella:
Bon voyage.

- Duchess:
Oh!

My Barbazul!

( cracking )

- ( ship rumbling )

- ( all moaning )

Whoa!

FeIicity:

Help me! l can't get up! Help!

Mother, watch out.

( Cinderella grunting )

Hold on.

Grab my hand.

Don't go near him,

you IittIe monster.

l won him fair.

He's mine.

- Prince!

- Just give me your hand.

Come on.

( grunts )

Major heads up, Ma!

Super major heads up, Ma!

My prince!

You're supposed to be mine.

l was gonna cook for you.

Daughters:

Ma!

- Harmony:
Ma!

- Melody:
Help me!

( nervous laughter )

- Not afraid?

- Afraid?

Both:

Ha ha! Whoo!

( creaking )

l do not want to rush you, but--

Duchess:

Oh! Who's that strange person?

ls he a friend of yours?

Yeah, it's Little Cloud.

Yeah, the return

of the great shaman, at your service.

Hop on!

Hurry, come on.

You mean we're going

without jefe Barbazul?

And who is this strangely dressed,

smelly old man?

Whoa. Even a flower must wait

for the rain to bathe.

Oh! No offense.

( boat creaking )

- The tooth!

- Cinderella:
The tooth?

Please come on!

Oh, of all the stupid

wiId-goose chases.

- Go on.

- No.

When the mother hen sees

the fragiIe chick in danger,

does she Ieave,

or does she stay?

Exactly!

Mother hen is really cheeky!

( coughing )

( fire crackling )

Would you stop?

This is pointless.

lt's me.

l've known that for a while.

I thought you'd Iike

to have all your teeth

to eat our wedding cake.

( sizzling )

- Little Cloud:
Oh oh oh!

- Vladimir!

Oh, Cinderella.

Yee-hah!

Duchess:
You're a tyrant!

A rogue assassin.

You almost made me fall over

and die of grief!

Ah, finally, Prince,

l'll be your princess.

Oh ho!

( spits )

( both laugh )

LittIe CIoud:

Now, many moons have passed.

People have erased Felicity

from their memories,

and life has returned

to its natural course.

As for Cinderella,

l think she's found

her Prince Charming.

Nice guy--

horrible musician, but nice.

And l kept my promise.

As for the little ones, they'll just

have to get along without me.

- ( steam hissing )

- ( bell ringing )

( whistle squealing )

l'm afraid l'm not one

for long goodbyes.

l hope they won't be

too angry.

( violin scrapes )

( ostrich grunts )

Eh.

( chuckles )

But what is certain--

l will miss them both.

( train whistle squeals )

( mariachi music playing )

Ho. Oh...

What horrid cards.

And presto! Oh!

Ah, my dear Duchess,

it is a pleasure to see you again.

Oh!

Jefe Barbazul!

Ha. Why don't we talk

a little business?

Oh! Oh-hh!

( grunts )

What is it? What's wrong, my dear?

Speak to me.

Santa Mara, Madre de Dios!

Oh! I'm such

a horrible monster.

Such a mindless brute.

Oh, my Duchess, please,

you can't do this to me.

l've gone through sand and fire

to find you once again.

l-- l think of you every second

of the day.

Who cares

about that ridiculous will?

It's-- it's you

that l really want.

Santa Mara!

Madre de Dios!

Quickly,

bring me the salts,

some ammonia

and sarsaparilla!

Un, dos, tres...

( singing in Spanish )

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