Cinderella
Once upon a time,
there was a girl called Ella.
And she saw the world
not always as it was,
with just a little bit of magic.
My darling!
To her mother and father,
she was a princess.
True, she had no title,
nor crown, nor castle,
but she was the ruler
of her own little kingdom,
whose borders were the house
and meadow on the forest's edge
where her people
had lived for generations.
With Mr. Goose
Hello, there.
What do you think you're doing?
Let the little ones have their share.
We don't want you getting
an upset stomach.
Gus-Gus, you're a house mouse,
not a garden mouse.
Isn't he, Jacqueline?
And you mustn't eat Mr. Goose's food.
Isn't that right, Mummy?
Do you still believe
that they understand you?
- Don't they, Mother?
- Yes.
and speak to us
if we only have the ear for it.
That's how we learn to look after them.
Fairy godmothers, of course.
And do you believe in them?
I believe in everything.
Then I believe in everything, too.
Her father was a merchant
who went abroad
all of Ella's subject lands.
Ella!
Where are my girls, my beautiful girls?
Where are my darlings?
Ella missed him terribly
when he was away.
But she knew he would always return.
- There she is!
- Papa, welcome home!
How are you?
You've grown!
Haven't you, now?
- There you go, sir.
- What was that?
This?
I think there may be something inside.
It's so pretty.
In French, that is un papillon.
You're standing on my feet!
Shall we?
Look, Mummy! I'm dancing!
Little papillon.
All was just as it should be.
They knew themselves to be the most
happy of families to live as they did
and to love each other so.
When I am king
dilly, dilly
You shall be queen
Lavender's green
dilly, dilly
Lavender's blue
You must love me
dilly, dilly
For I love you
But sorrow can come to any kingdom,
no matter how happy.
And so it came to Ella's home.
I'm so sorry.
Thank you, Doctor.
This must have been
very difficult for you.
Come.
Ella.
Ella, my darling.
I want to tell you a secret.
A great secret that will see you through
all the trials that life can offer.
You must always remember this.
Have courage and be kind.
You have more kindness
in your little finger
than most people possess
And it has power, more than you know.
- And magic.
- Magic?
Truly.
Have courage and be kind, my darling.
Will you promise me?
I promise.
Good.
Good.
And...
I must go very soon, my love.
Please forgive me.
I love you.
I love you, my darling.
I love you.
Time passed,
and pain turned to memory.
In her heart, Ella stayed the same.
For she remembered
her promise to her mother.
Have courage, and be kind.
Father, however, was much changed.
But he hoped for better times.
"And thence home,
"and my wife and I singing,
to our great content,
"and if ever there were a man
happier in his fortunes,
"I know him not."
Thus ends Mr. Pepys for today.
I do love a happy ending, don't you?
They're quite my favorite sort.
As well they should be.
Ella,
I have come to the conclusion
that it's time, perhaps,
to begin a new chapter.
Indeed, Father?
You'll recall that some time ago,
in my travels,
I made the acquaintance
of Sir Francis Tremaine.
Yes.
The Master of the Mercer's Guild,
is he not?
Was.
The poor man has died, alas.
His widow,
an honorable woman,
finds herself alone,
though still in the prime of her life.
You're worried about telling me.
But you mustn't be.
Not if it will lead to your happiness.
Yes.
Happiness.
Do you think
I may be allowed one last chance,
even though I thought
such things were done with for good?
Of course I do, Father.
She'll merely be your stepmother.
And you'll have two lovely sisters
to keep you company.
Have courage, be kind.
Welcome, ladies. Welcome!
She's skinny as a broomstick!
And that stringy hair!
You're very nice.
Welcome. I'm so happy to meet you.
You have such pretty hair.
- Thank you.
- You should have it styled.
I'm sure you're right.
- Would you like a tour of the house?
- What did she say?
She wants to show us
around her farmhouse.
- She's proud of it, I think.
- Do they keep animals inside?
How charming. How perfectly charming.
Lucifer.
Her stepmother-to-be
was a woman of keen feeling
and refined taste.
And she, too, had known grief.
But she wore it wonderfully well.
You did not say
your daughter was so beautiful.
Her mother.
Just so.
What does Mummy mean?
She's lying. That's just good manners.
Shut up.
How long has your family lived here?
Over 200 years.
And in all that time,
they never thought to decorate?
Anastasia, hush.
They'll think you are in earnest.
Ella's stepmother,
high-spirited lady that she was,
set out to restore life
and laughter to the house.
You are awful, Baron.
Fortune favors me again.
Well, look who's having
Jacqueline, Teddy, Matilda,
greedy Gus-Gus.
Just what...
Yes, what do you think
you're up to, Lucifer?
Jacqueline is my guest,
and the eating of guests is not allowed.
Go on, now.
You've plenty of cat food
to keep you happy.
We ladies must help one another.
You're missing the party.
I imagine it's much
like all the other ones.
And I'm leaving first thing, EI.
No. But you're...
You're hardly back from the last trip.
Do you have to go?
It's just a few months, my darling.
What would you like me
to bring you home from abroad?
You know, your sisters...
Stepsisters, have asked for
parasols and lace.
What will you have?
Bring me the first branch
your shoulder brushes on your journey.
That's a curious request.
Well, you'll have to take it with you
on your way
and think of me when you look at it.
And when you bring it back,
it means that you'll be with it.
And that's what I really want.
For you to come back.
No matter what.
I will.
Ella, while I'm away,
I want you to be good
to your stepmother
and stepsisters,
even though they may be
trying at times.
- I promise.
- Thank you.
I always leave a part of me behind, Ella.
Remember that.
And your mother's here, too,
though you see her not.
She's the very heart of this place.
And that's why
we must cherish this house,
always, for her.
I miss her.
Do you?
Very much.
Remember the lace!
I simply must have it!
And my parasol!
For my complexion!
That means skin, if you don't know!
Bye!
Bye, Ella!
I love you!
I love you, too!
Bye!
Ella, dear.
Now, now. Mustn't blub.
Yes, Stepmother.
You needn't call me that.
"Madam" will do.
There isn't room for me
and all of your clothes!
Well, then make yourself smaller!
Anastasia and Drisella
Such dear, affectionate girls.
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