Corpse Bride Page #2

With this candle,

l will light your way in darkness.

With this ring

l ask you to be mine.

l do.

You may kiss the bride.

-A new arrival.

-He must've fainted.

-Are you all right?

-What--? What happened?

By Jove, man. Looks like

we've got ourselves a breather.

-Does he have a dead brother?

-He's still soft.

A toast, then.

To the newlyweds.

Newlyweds?

ln the woods,

you said your vows so perfectly.

l did?

l did.

Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!

Coming through, coming through.

My name is Paul, l am the head waiter.

l will be creating your wedding feast.

Wedding feast! l'm salivating.

Maggots.

Keep away!

l've got a--

l've got a dwarf.

And l'm not afraid to use him.

l want some questions. Now!

-Answers. l think you mean ''answers.''

-Thank you, yes, answers.

l need answers.

What's going on here? Where am l?

Who are you?

Well, that's kind of a long story.

What a story it is.

A tragic tale of romance, passion

and murder most foul.

This is gonna be good.

Hit it, boys.

Hey, give me a listen

You corpses of cheer

At least those of you

Who still got an ear

i'll tell you a story

Make a skeleton cry

Of our own jubiliciously

Lovely Corpse Bride

Die, die, we all pass away

But don't wear a frown

Because it's really okay

You might try and hide

And you might try and pray

But we all end up

The remains of the day

That's right.

Well, our girl was a beauty

Known for miles around

When a mysterious stranger

Came into town

He was plenty good-looking

But down on his cash

And our poor little baby

She fell hard and fast

When her daddy said no

She just couldn't cope

So our lovers came up

With a plan to elope

Die, die, we all pass away

But don't wear a frown

Because it's really okay

You might try and hide

And you might try and pray

But we all end up

The remains of the day

That's right.

Okay. Oh, yeah.

Come on, boys, pick it up.

Yeah. Like it.

Okay, Chancy, take it.

Yeah.

Yeah!

That's nice.

So they conjured up a plan

To meet late at night

They told not a soul

Kept the whole thing tight

Now, her mother's wedding dress

Fit like a glove

You don't need much

When you're really in love

Except for a few things

Or so i'm told

Like the family jewels

And a satchel of gold

Then next to the graveyard

By the old oak tree

On a dark foggy night

At a quarter to 3

She was ready to go

But where was he?

And then?

-She waited

-And then?

-There in the shadows, was it her man?

-And then?

-Her little heart beat so loud

-And then?

And then, baby, everything went black

Now, when she opened her eyes

She was dead as dust

Her jewels were missing

And her heart was bust

So she made a vow

Lying under that tree

That she'd wait for her true love

To come set her free

Always waiting for someone

To ask for her hand

Then out of the blue

Comes this groovy young man

Who vows forever

To be by her side

And that's the story

Of our Corpse Bride

Die, die, we all pass away

But don't wear a frown,

Because it's really okay

You might try and hide

And you might try and pray

But we all end up

The remains of the day

Yeah.

Victoria, come away from the window.

Oh, l'm sure he'll be back shortly.

He's terrified of the dark.

ln fact, when he was a boy

he used to wet his combinations

regularly, didn't he, William?

Enter.

Lord Barkis.

l trust the room is to your liking.

Thank you,

you are a most gracious hostess.

Which is why it pains me

to be the bearer of such bad news.

Would you care

to repeat tonight's headline for us?

Hear ye, hear ye!

Victor Van Dort seen this night on the

bridge in the arms of a mystery woman!

The dark-haired temptress and Master

Van Dort slipped away into the night!

And now, the weather.

Scattered showers--

Enough! That will be all.

Mystery woman?

He doesn't even know any women!

Or so you thought.

Do call for me

if you need my assistance

in any way.

Good heavens, Finis,

what should we do?

Fetch me musket.

William, do something.

The town crier

probably just had a slow news day.

You know how it is,

you need a little something to cry about.

Regardless, we are one groom short

for the wedding tomorrow.

Not to mention

the financial implications.

A most scandalous embarrassment

for us all.

Oh, give us a chance to find him,

we beg of you.

-Just give us until dawn.

-Very well. Till dawn.

Victor, darling, where are you?

if you ask me,

your boyfriend is kind of jumpy.

He's not my boyfriend,

he's my husband.

Victor, where have you gone?

l'll keep an eye out for him.

Victor?

There he goes, there he goes!

He's-- He's getting away!

Quick, quick, after him!

Victor.

Thank you.

Victor!

Where are you?

Victor?

Where have you gone?

Married, huh? l'm a widow.

Oh, how rude. He went that way!

Victor.

Victor, darling.

Please. There's been a mistake.

l'm not dead.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

-Excuse me.

-Excuse me.

-Thank you.

-Thank you.

Victor.

-Dead end.

-Victor!

Hello!

Could have used the stairs, silly.

lsn't the view beautiful?

lt takes my breath away.

Well, it would if l had any.

lsn't it romantic?

Look, l am terribly sorry

about what's happened to you

and l'd like to help,

but l really need to get home.

-This is your home now.

-But l don't even know your name.

Well, that's a great way

to start a marriage.

Shut up!

-lt's Emily.

-Emily.

Oh, l almost forgot.

l have something for you.

lt's a wedding present.

Thank you.

Scraps?

Scraps!

My dog, Scraps!

Oh, Scraps, what a good boy.

l knew you'd be happy to see him.

Who's my good boy?

Sit. Sit, Scraps, sit.

Good boy, Scraps.

Roll over. Roll over.

Good boy, Scraps.

Play dead.

Sorry.

Oh, what a cutie.

You should have seen him with fur.

Mother never approved

of Scraps jumping up like this.

But then again,

she never approved of anything.

Do you think

she would have approved of me?

You're lucky

you'll never have to meet her.

Well, actually

now that you mention it,

l think you should.

ln fact, since we're, you know

married,

you should definitely meet her.

And my father too. We should go

and see them right now.

What a fantastic idea!

Where are they buried?

-What? What is it?

-They're not from around here.

Where are they?

Oh, they're still alive.

-l'm afraid so.

-Well, that is a problem.

What's that, Scraps?

Oh, no, we couldn't possibly.

-Oh, well, if you put it like that.

-What?

Elder Gutknecht.

Scraps.

Elder Gutknecht

are you there?

Hello? ls anyone home?

Hello?

There you are!

Oh, my dear. There you are.

l've brought my husband, Victor.

What's that? Husband?

Pleasure to meet you, sir.

We need to go up. Upstairs?

To visit the land of the living.

Land of the living?

Oh, my dear.

Please, Elder Gutknecht.

Now, why go up there, when

people are dying to get down here?

Sir, l beg you to help.

lt means so much to me--

-Us.

-l don't know, it's just not natural.

Please, Elder Gutknecht.

Surely there must be something

you can do.

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