Hansel and Gretel Page #3

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and demons as well.

Superstition.

Tonight, we will pray for their safety.

Tomorrow, I will set out and find them.

Come home.

Come on, little sparks.

Catch on fire. Light these twigs.

I think we've got it.

Yes, we're going to have a fire.

Hansel.

Mama? Papa?

I shouldn't have listened to you.

I hope no goblin gets me.

No goblin will get you while I'm around.

Sit close to me. I'll protect you.

Hansel.

Gretel.

I dreamt that angels came to protect us

last night.

Beautiful angels. A boy and a girl.

Maybe it wasn't a dream. We're safe.

Mother and Father must be very worried.

Time to go home.

I'm hungry. I wish we still had those berries.

Stephan. Stephan.

Please let me come with you.

No. If they find their way home,

it's best that you're here.

Look. Do you see that?

Yes. Yes, I see it.

Everything looks like cookies and candies.

They are candies.

Lemon.

Hansel, how can you be so bold?

Who knows who may live here?

Well, I don't see anyone. Aren't you hungry?

So good.

Gretel, it's real.

The whole house is made

from cookies and candies.

Hansel, look, lemon sticks!

Welcome, children.

Poor darlings, you must be starved.

Well, you've come to the right place.

Everything here is good to eat.

My name is Grizelda.

Come here, little pretty.

-What is your name, child?

-Gretel, ma'am.

And this is my brother, Hansel.

Gretel and Hansel.

-Your house is so beautiful.

-Well.

Are you a candy maker?

Oh, my, yes.

And a baker, too.

Sugar and spice and everything nice

That's what my house is made of

Gingerbread girls with strawberry curls

That's what my house is made of

So, please come inside

I'll help you decide

I'm full of delicious surprises

And delicious disguises

I love to cook

and serve you little dears

So tender and slender

and hungry, it appears

Apricot custard and lemon meringue

Raspberry strawberry torte

Butterscotch pudding and apple souffl

Marzipan, hazelnut, mocha parfait

And if you want more

try the gingerbread door

My dears, my pie, my apple-raisin tart

My cake, my best

I cross my chocolate heart

My house is yours

You're welcome and you're sweet

So tender, so slender

You need some more to eat

Tender but slender

You need some more to eat

Some more to eat

Some more to eat

Some more to eat

To add some more meat

''No sooner had his lips touched hers...

''then Briar Rose opened her eyes...

''woke up and smiled sweetly.''

Gretel, you are so sweet,

just like my candies.

Now where was I?

''They went downstairs together.

''And then the King and the Queen

and the whole court woke up.

''And they all stared

at each other in amazement!''

Poor little Hansel. You are so painfully thin.

Here, won't you have another doughnut?

Not at the moment, thank you.

My, what perfect manners you have.

All right. Well, I'll just put them over here.

You can have one whenever you want one.

I made them especially for you, children.

I'm so glad you children decided

to spend the night.

The whole court

looked at each other in amazement?

''The horses stood up

and shook themselves.

''The flies on the wall started crawling...

''and the fire in the kitchen flamed up...

''and cooked the children.''

I mean, the chicken.

Cooked the chicken.

Are you children comfortable?

Would you like four or five more pillows?

No, thank you. Finish the story, please.

Yes, please.

''The cook began to roast again.

''The roast began to cook again.

''And the Prince and Briar Rose...

''were married in splendour...

''and lived happily

to the end of their little lives.''

''Their long lives.'' Yes.

-That was a good story.

-Yes, yes.

Grizelda, what's that you wear

around your neck?

This is my eyeglass, child.

It helps me to see things close up.

When I take my glass away,

I don't see quite as well.

That's what happens

when you get as old as me.

But my nose, now that's a different story.

I have a very good sense of smell.

It helps me to cook up all my goodies.

-Can I look through it?

-Oh, no, dear. It's fragile.

And Grandmother Grizelda

wouldn't want to let it out of her sight.

Good night, my little cupcakes. Sleep tight...

and don't let the bedbugs bite.

Could we have pancakes and jam

for breakfast tomorrow...

Grandmother Grizelda?

Well, of course you will, honey.

You can have anything

your plump little heart desires.

You'll have stacks and stacks

of pancakes and three kinds of jam.

And Gretel and I

will cook up a wondrous breakfast.

-Won't we, Gretel?

-Yes, Grizelda.

-Good night. And thank you.

-You're welcome as pie.

Welcome as pie.

Good night, good night.

Hansel, you called Grizelda ''Grandmother.''

But she's not our grandmother, is she?

Our grandparents are in heaven,

so she can be our new grandmother.

This bed is so comfortable. It's like a cloud.

I wish we could live here all the time.

What about Mother and Father?

Wouldn't you like to live here

and eat the good things Grizelda cooks...

and have her read us stories every night?

This is the most wonderful house

in the whole world.

Hansel.

Hansel, wake up.

Put some more

marshmallow sauce on my fudge.

Oh, Hansel.

''At the midnight hour

''when no one can see

''I speak my witch's chant

''with a goblin's glee

''And three and four, this witch's lore

''And five and six, my witchy tricks

''And nine is one and ten is none!

''And seven is nil or what I will

''And thus I chant till dawn of day

''These children shall be mine!

''So, dream away, you little sheep

''for soon you'll sleep your last long sleep

''And hence become part

of my gingerbread fence

''How well I will dine

''on young flesh so divine!''

I know you're there.

I can smell you.

Hansel! Hansel! Wake up! Hansel.

-What is it?

-She's a witch! She's a witch!

''Hocus pocus, witch's spell

''Rope entwine his body welI''

Hansel, run!

I can't. I can't move!

''Rope restrain him, Gretel, behave

''He's my prey and she's my slave

''Hocus pocus, malus locus

''Roucus volus, hocus pocus

''You'll eat by day

''And you'll eat by night

''And in a week

''you'll be plump all right''

Hurry up, you little mouse.

You're not washing fast enough

to keep up with the great Grizelda.

Let's see now. Two and a half cups of milk.

Make the curd separately, dust with flour....

You're such a lucky boy, Hansel.

I'm making you a lemon-cream cake.

I don't want anything from you.

Let me out of here!

Boysenberry, elderberry...

blueberry...

firm pears, crystallized ginger...

and apple juice.

Hansel, a gingered pear pie?

I've never made one of those before.

Or what about my delicious

bread-and-butter pudding...

with jam and meringue?

I'll eat no more of your cooking, witch!

You'll eat what I tell you to,

when I tell you to.

The only time I'll let your little sister

stop her chores, is when you're eating.

Understand?

We've got to fatten you up like a pig.

Gretel, wash that pie plate

and be quick about it.

You've still got a whole barrel

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