Cinderella 3: A Twist in Time Page #3

- We already have.

- I don't think so.

Jaq! Gus!

The wand!

Us coming, Cinderelly!

Yeah! Whoo-hoo!

That servant girl is a thief! Get her!

Zug-zug.

Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo.

Stop! Thief!

- Seize her at once!

- Don't move! Hold it!

Halt in the name of the King!

Whoa!

You incompetent fools!

Whoa!

Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo!

Gus Gus!

Run, Gus Gus!

Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo!

There she is! We've got her.

You there, halt!

Halt!

Open up in the name of the King!

Oh, hello.

Oh! Hey! What's going on?

Hmm.

Uh... Alright, I'm coming.

Cinderelly!

Open up, I say!

Gus Gus!

Catch.

Open up in the name of the King!

Lift the spell. Let him remember.

Bibbidi-bobbidi...!

Ooh!

No!

- What's going on?

- My apologies.

It's a problem with my maid.

- It's under control.

- Are you OK?

- This servant girl is a thief.

- I am not a thief.

You're under a spell. That's why

you don't remember me. Please!

Just listen!

Let go!

Poor child.

Obviously out of her mind.

I hope she'll be alright.

She seemed, you know,

nice when I met her.

Well, maybe a little confused, but,

still there's something about her...

Oh, don't trouble yourself,

Your Highness.

I'll see to it, personally,

that she gets all the help she needs.

Nice try, but we won!

You won? What do you mean?

Uh... Well...

...nothing.

I... um...

You'll see she's taken care of?

Personally, Your Highness.

Put her on the next ship

leaving the kingdom.

I want her banished forever.

Mmm.

And you...

Keep your mouth shut or you're next.

Quite fetching.

Ouch!

Careful with those pins down there.

Dad, something strange is going on.

I'll say.

My son is finally getting married.

No. No, I mean something's wrong.

Oh, nonsense, my boy. You wanted

the girl who fit the glass slipper.

- Yes, but...

- Now you've got her.

Hey.

That's what I'm worried about.

Psst! Hey, Princey! Prince!

- Over here!

- Princey!

Psst! Psst!

- Me?

- Yes, you. Let's go.

OK, first birds, now mice.

Come on!

Hello?

Hello? Uh... little mice?

Well, it's official. I've lost my mind.

First I was hijacked by birds,

and now I'm talking to imaginary mice.

Hey, Prince Prince! Down here!

OK.

Maybe not so imaginary.

Stepmother got a magic wand,

put spell on you. Fooled everyone.

...came to the palace to marry you!

Wait, hold on. Hold on.

I think I understand.

Actually, I got nothing.

Duh... What should we gonna do?

Ahh!

No, I danced with Anastasia at the ball.

No, no. Princey only think that

because of Cinderelly's stepmother.

Yeah, mean old lady.

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Wait!

You're telling me

I'm under a magic spell?

And here's the worst part.

Gus Gus!

Sorry.

Magic?

Magic made me think

Anastasia was the girl at the ball?

That would explain everything.

Yeah!

What? The servant girl?

This Cinderelly? This belongs to her?

- Yeah! Yeah!

- I have to find her.

- Yeah! Yeah!

- Yeah! Yeah!

- One more time.

- Duh, yeah.

Oh... thanks.

And loved the song.

- Go! Go! Go, Princey! Shoo! Shoo!

- Go! Go!

I have to go.

Go? But you're about to be married.

But the talking mice

say she's the wrong girl.

Son, wait!

Son! Talking mice? Son?

Whoo-hoo!

- And two bluebirds.

- Talking bluebirds?

No, the bluebirds

weren't talking. Look, Dad...

This is ridiculous.

You agreed to marry

the girl in the glass slipper.

- I was completely with you on that one.

- And I will.

- Huh?

- Just as soon as I find her.

I forbid you to take

another step down these stairs!

OK.

Son! Come back!

We'll find you a doctor.

We'll have you leeched.

We've got to get...!

Guards!

Aye!

The servant girl. Where is she?

Guards! He's gone completely mad!

- Your Majesty!

- Stop my son.

Your blood pressure!

Stop! Stop!

Dad, trust me.

Son! I do trust you.

It's the talking mice I'm worried about.

Hiyah!

Son!

Close the gates! Close the gates!

It'll be fine. Don't look up.

Hiyah! Hiyah!

Good boy.

- Yeah!

- Go get her, Princey!

I'll send the troops after him

at once, Your Majesty.

No, let him go.

But... but, Your Majesty, the wedding.

Let him go.

Time to go.

All hands on deck.

Loose the mainsail!

Hiyah!

Come on, boy! Nothing to it.

Hiyah!

Remember me?

Will you marry me, Cinderelly?

Yes, but... actually,

it's Cinderella.

Cinderella!

- It's not over yet!

- What?

He thinks he can ruin my plans.

I think not.

Who?

The Prince. He's gone after Cinderella.

- But I thought he loved me.

- Mother!

Guards! Guards!

It's no use. The magic didn't work.

- It wasn't as powerful as their...

- You want the Prince to love you?

Open up!

Well, yes. Yes, of course I do.

More than anything.

- Then do exactly as I say.

- Open up!

Open up in the name of the King!

Huh?

Hmm.

Using magic on my son. The nerve.

Your Majesty, we've gone over

every inch of the castle.

It appears they have fled.

Then search my entire kingdom!

I want them found and arrested,

immediately!

Keep in mind that I'm an old man

and my heart can only take so much.

Please, please, please,

tell me that this is the girl

you intend to marry.

All the stars are shining brighter,

Dad, just like you said.

Then what are we waiting for?!

Fetch the florist!

Bake an even bigger cake.

The wedding is on tonight!

Duh, no. This a way?

Uh, uh, uh.

No, no, no, no... thatta way.

Yeah, yeah, yeah!

Yes.

Thank you.

How lovely you look, my dear.

Stepmother?

Duh.

It appears you were right, Cinderella.

The Prince does want to marry you.

And marry you he shall.

Anastasia.

Anastasia!

Or should I say... "Cinderella."

What have you done?

The Prince won't be fooled.

The Prince will never know.

He'll be perfectly happy.

But will you, Anastasia?

Will you be happy?

I... I want what you had.

But do you even love him?

- I...

- Love! Look where it's gotten you.

Cinderelly!

Cinderelly!

What's happened, Cinderelly?

Lucifer, make absolutely certain

they don't come back...

...alive.

Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo.

Huh?

Lucifer?

Hiyah!

We need to stop this thing.

Right away, Cinderelly.

OK, OK. Chop-chop.

Gus, can you reach the pin?

Zug-zug.

Gus Gus!

Jaq!

Gus, hold on!

Lucifer!

Let him go!

Gus!

Huh?

Bad kitty!

Whoo-hoo!

Jaq! Gus!

Now what are we gonna do?

Well, I'm not gonna miss my own wedding.

Whoo-hoo!

Oh, thank you, my dear.

This is all his mother and I

have ever wanted.

To know that our son

has found his true love.

So, you know it's love

when you touch someone's hand, right?

At least, that's what I've heard.

Why, yes!

That's what I've always thought.

Whoo-hoo!

Dearly beloved...

So far, so good, Your Majesty. Hmm?

He's not married yet.

...to join together this man

and this woman...

My one and only Cinderella.

...in matrimony.

We're almost there.

Whoa!

Halt!

...Cinderella,

take this man as your lawfully

wedded husband?

You don't understand,

I must get inside.

- Please.

- Just say it. Say, "I do."

I...

Duh.

I...

...don't.

Anastasia.

Cinderella.

Spoiled little ingrate.

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