Enchanted Page #2

Giselle:
Giselle.

Edward:
Oh! Giselle! We shall be married in the morning.

♪ You're the fairest maid I've ever met

♪ You were made...

Giselle:
♪ To finish your duet

Both:
♪ And in years to come we'll reminisce

(Pip whistles to the animals, who follow the couple. The music flourishes.)

Edward:
♪ How we came to love

Giselle:
♪ And grew and grew love

Both:
♪ Since first we knew love

♪ Through true love's kiiiiiiiss ♪

(Watched by the forest animals, Giselle and Edward ride off into the sunset. Dark-haired, aloof Queen Narissa watches in infuriation at them in a floating crystal ball)

Narissa:
Oh, so this is the little forest rat who thinks she can steal my throne.

NEVEEEEEEER!!!

(The queen conjures up a huge column of flames. In the midst of it is an enormous roaring dragon.)

---

(Wedding bells ring at the fairytale castle. Nathaniel hurries towards a horse-drawn carriage, which pulls up outside the castle. Giselle comes out of it, wearing a stunning and extremely poofy wedding dress.)

Giselle:
Oh! Excuse me. I am so sorry. Oh! Am I late? I do hope I'm not late.

Nathaniel:
No, miss. Just in time.

Giselle:
Oh, thank goodness.

(Pip runs out of the carriage as well)

Pip:
Hey, honey, wait up! We ain't done with you yet.

(The animals rush out of the carriage and trample Nathaniel)

Nathaniel:
Oy!

(A sash of white ribbon is tied by rabbits around Giselle's waist as she walks up a flight of steps. The bluebirds place a tiara on her head.)

Giselle:
Oh! Thank you.

Bluebirds:
You're welcome, Giselle.

Animals:
You're getting married!

(Giselle heads into the castle, but Nathaniel shuts the doors on the animals before they can follow)

Pip:
(angered) Oh, and what do we look like, garbage?!? Close the door on me!

(In the castle garden)

Nathaniel:
If you'll allow me...

Giselle:
To think that in a few moments that Edward and I...

Nathaniel:
Yes, yes.

Giselle:
That he and me... That we...

(An old hag cuts her path)

Giselle:
Oh, my.

Hag:
Oh, what a lovely bride.

Giselle:
That's very kind of you, but I really...

Hag:
No, no! Granny has a wedding gift for you.

Giselle:
Thank you. But I really should be going. You see, I'm going...

(The hag pulls Giselle towards a fountain)

Hag:
'Tis a wishing well, dear.

Giselle:
Oh! But all my wishes are about to come true.

Pip:
If I ever see that fat mook's face again, I'm gonna... huh?

Giselle:
I really do have to go.

Hag:
Oh, but a wish on your wedding day. That's the most magical of all. Just close your eyes, my darling, and make your wish. That's right. That's right. Lean in close. Are you wishing for something?

Giselle:
Yes, I am.

(whispering) And they both lived happily ever aft...

(The hag SHOVES Giselle into the fountain, and she screams)

Pip:
(terrified) Help! Edward! Prince Edward, we need help!

Hag:
Speciosus, formosus, praeclarus!

(The hag drops her disguise and reveals herself to be Narissa.)

Nathaniel:
Where, my most adored queen, where did you send her?

Narissa:
To a place where there are no "happily ever afters."

(Giselle continues to plummet down the well and splashes into the galaxy-like water at the bottom.

She is suspended in a sea of brilliant particles. One hits her)

Giselle:
What is this?

(More particles surge towards her, covering every last inch of her body and dress, creating a shining white blob in the sky. The blob explodes and Giselle is hurdled as a glowing comet and thrown down onto a metal surface.)

(No longer a cartoon character, the live-action Giselle looks about the darkened place in confusion. Narrow shafts of light beam from holes in a circular and dented metal plate, sitting snuggly in the ground she's lying on. Giselle sits up. She studies her hands, glances down at her body, and looks at her long orange hair, then gently touches one of the beams of light. The ground begins to tilt upwards. She places her hands on the sides of the metal plates and peers through one of the tiny holes. An ornate flower pattern decorates the top of the metal plate. It's a manhole cover. Giselle pushes it to one side. She looks around and slowly pokes her head out of the manhole. She gazes open mouthed at the real world in front of her. It's nighttime in Time Square, its many billboards illuminating the busy streets. New Yorkers stare at Giselle, still in her poofy wedding dress, as she stands half out of the manhole. Self-conscious, she tries to climb out of it.)

Giselle:
Oh!

(She falls over. She gets back up to see a truck driving towards her. She runs out of the way. A car nearly hits her, and a yellow cab crashes into that car. Giselle rushes through the busy traffic)

Driver:
Get out of the street!

(She runs to the curb, knocking over a sunglasses stall.)

Seller:
Lady! Are you crazy? Now you have to pay for all of this.

Giselle:
I'm sorry. Excuse me.

(She's carried along the current of the crowd)

Giselle:
I was wondering if one of you kind people might direct me to the castle?

(A dwarf in a black suit escapes from under her petticoat)

Dwarf:
Hey, watch it, will you?

Giselle:
(smiling) Grumpy!

Dwarf:
Jeez, lady. Are you for real?

Giselle:
I think so. Oh, wait! Wait! Where are you going? Please, if you could just point me to the castle?Where are you going? Please, if you could just point me to the castle? I'm supposed to be at the ball to wed my true love, Prince Ed... Oh! Edward! Edward? Oh! Edward!

(She's hustled into a subway. Later, Giselle emerges from Bowery Station, her full voluminous skirt filling the stairwell. The dark streets are seemingly deserted. Shivering, she looks around in nerves.)

Giselle:
(timid) Edward? Oh, no.

(On a dark street, two fashionable women stare at Giselle)

Giselle:
(To a tramp) Oh! Hello, old man! Oh! Hello. May I sit with you?

(He doesn't respond, and Giselle sits next to him)

Giselle:
I'm very tired, and I'm scared. I've never been this far away from home before, and I'm not sure at all where I am. If somebody could show me just a bit of kindness, a friendly "hello" or even a smile, I'm sure that would lift my spirits so much.

(The tramp shows his teeth)

Giselle:
Oh. You have a lovely smile.

(He steals her tiara and runs)

Giselle:
Oh! Where are you going? That's mine! (running after him) Bring that back here! You! Come back here! I need that! Oh! Please? You...

(He runs off into the darkness)

...are not a very nice old man!

(Lightning sounds and rain pours on her. Giselle looks downcast and lonely.)

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(In a boardroom, a Black couple argue. Robert, a handsome divorce attorney looks bored of listening.)

Phoebe:
No. No way you're getting him, Ethan.

Ethan:
You just want him because I want him.

Phoebe:
Well, I'm not letting you have him!

Ethan:
Forget it, Phoebe. Hank is coming with me.

Carl:
W-W-W, hey, excuse me, guys. I'm getting confused here. Who's Hank?

Ethan:
Hank Aaron. Milwaukee Braves? His 1954 rookie card.

Robert:
A baseball card?

(incredulous) That's what this gets down to is a baseball card?

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