Cinderella Page #5

You couldn't possibly be the one.

What I mean is, you could

hardly be the one who,

who possesses, possesses the.

(gentle instrumental music)

Oh no.

Oh no, no.

You can't be the one.

No, no, no.

No, you, no.

No, no, no.

No, no, yes.

Yes, yes, yes.

Yes, yes, yes.

Yes, yes, yes.

She's the one.

She's my snapper.

(moans)

Why didn't you bother to tell me,

she was the one with the

snapping p*ssy. (Laughing)

She was always my favorite.

(laughing)

She's my favorite.

Hop on my children, hop on, hop on.

Do it, do it.

(moans)

(drum beating)

Oh, look at all the commotion.

It must be the pleasure fair.

(laughing)

[Godmother] Oh looks like

it is the end of my roots.

(drum beating)

(yelling)

(laughing)

Off with it.

(laughing)

(drum beating)

It's my fairy godmother.

We've got to save him.

Your what?

I'll explain later.

Halt.

What has this man done?

Last night at the great ball

in your honor, my prince,

he cleaned out the palace.

Furs, shawls, all

matter of perfumes,

and above all, the royal jewels.

Oh yes, two corn cobs.

But my dear, this

is a serious offense.

My prince, I beseech

thee, it wasn't for him

we'd never have met.

What are you saying?

He gave the one who

gave me the snapper.

He what?

You release him,

or no more snapper.

Release that man.

He's in my protection now.

Goodbye, fairy friend.

Which of you honkies got my bag?

Here it is.

Thank you one and all.

(playful instrumental music)

Wait for me, mama.

I'm going with you.

Just one time, I don't

mind riding at the back

of the coach.

(playful instrumental music)

(screaming)

Snap on now.

Snap on.

And Cinderella lived

happily ever after,

thanks to my snap judgment.

(laughing)

(upbeat song)

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