Hansel and Gretel Page #4

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of apples to do.

At that rate you'll never finish!

Faster.

You're not getting tired

of my delicious pies...

and puddings are you, little Hansel?

Give me your finger.

Oh, my, my.

You still need some more fattening up...

before I bake you in my oven.

Father, help us.

Father?

Help us, please, Father.

Please.

Father, help us.

-Hansel!

-Please, Father, come and get us!

Gretel!

Please, Father, come and get us!

Please.

You're eating too slowly, my little man.

Hurry up and finish.

Your sister has lots of chores to do for me.

Let me see your finger again.

-You're squeezing too hard.

-I am, am I?

You're not quite fat enough,

but you're getting fatter. Yes.

Well, soon you'll be fat enough

for me to eat you.

I'm getting tired. It's been a long day.

Before I go to sleep...

I want you to eat

some more of my delicious sweet rolls.

I won't eat any more!

You can't make me!

You'll eat whatever I give you...

or I will eat your little sister.

She's not very big or plump...

but she'll do for a midnight snack.

I'll boil her quickly...

and eat her right in front of your eyes.

I'm eating, I'm eating!

Don't hurt her!

Well, I'll have no more trouble with you.

You'll eat whatever Grizelda serves you!

Surprise!

A little something different for you to enjoy.

A nice, fat chicken...

for my little Hansel to eat.

And gobble it right up. Eat it up, darling...

because I just can't wait to have you

for my plump little chicken.

Gretel.

Gretel.

Come close.

Run away from here.

No, Hansel, I won't leave you.

All right. We must be bold.

You must steal her seeing glass.

But how?

She always wears it around her neck.

Carefully. Go on, it's now or never.

I can't eat much more or I'll burst.

I can't work much more or I'll fade away.

How I miss Mother and Father.

So do I.

And to think

I called that witch ''Grandmother.''

What are you doing?

I'm just wiping some crumbs off your apron.

It's almost morning.

You seem wide awake

and eager to begin your chores.

You'll start now. I need walnuts!

You will shell and crush

a barrel of my finest walnuts!

Today there'll be a storm of baking!

That's not the way I showed you,

you stupid girl.

We'll never get anything done this way.

You just can't get any good help anymore.

You fill a whole bowl full...

then you pound the nutmeats like this.

And one and two, and one and two...

and one and two.

But what are you pounding?

There's nothing there.

I am demonstrating how to pound...

a pile of nuts.

I'm trying to show you how it is done.

And one and two, and one and two--

You idiot!

Look what you made me do.

I broke my precious eyeglass.

All right.

You'll just have to work extra hard.

Go fill up two buckets at the well.

I must fill my cauldron.

-Help us, Gretel.

-Help! We're trapped!

-But how did you get in there?

-Gretel, where is that water?

The witch. She put us in here.

-Be careful.

-Gretel, get in here right now!

Gretel, what took you so long?

Fill the cauldron and be quick about it.

Yes. Little Hansel.

Give me your finger, little Hansel...

so that I may see

if you're fat enough for me to cook up.

No eyeglass.

You don't seem a bit fatter today.

In fact, you seem thinner.

There's just no meat on your bones!

Not even enough

for me to have a nice lunch!

Perhaps the two of them together...

would make one nice meal for me.

Gretel.

Today is the day...

we make my special gingerbread.

Hansel, I heard them.

The gingerbread boys and girls in her yard.

They're children, like us.

She wants to bake us

into a gingerbread cookie, too!

She's coming back.

Gretel, go to the oven and open the door.

Close the door when I tell you to.

We'll just test the batter...

and make ourselves a delicious duck cookie.

Look, Father.

Father, over here.

Close the oven door now!

Nice little ducky.

I'll eat you later.

You'll be my dessert.

There's something wrong

with the way that fire is burning.

The batter is a bit crisp.

Well...

let's see how you turn out, little Hansel.

Leave me and my little sister alone...

you ugly, old witch!

Leave me...

and my poor, little, idiot sister alone...

Miss Grizelda.

Gretel, run, run away!

''Hocus pocus, do my will

''Unlock his cage and then be stilI''

Don't listen to her.

Run, run away. Run, I tell you.

''Malus locus, over here

''Come to me

''my Hansel dear''

Gretel.

Gretel, wake up!

''Hocus pocus, their places switch

''Make Grizelda a gingerbread witch''

-Hurray! The witch is gone.

-We did it!

Hansel, come on.

Gretel...

the children.

Hurray! I'm free!

Thank you, Hansel and Gretel.

-The witch's house!

-The spell is broken.

The witch is dead!

-Gretel, look. The duck.

-We're free.

We're not cookies anymore.

Come on, everybody.

Let's get out of this dreadful place.

-Father!

-Papa!

Hansel. Gretel.

My precious children.

Our prayers have been answered.

There's so much to tell you.

There was a house and a witch,

and she was going to eat Hansel.

But Gretel saved me. She was wonderful.

The children.

She turned them into cookies...

but now they can return safely

to their parents.

Look, a treasure. The witch's gold is ours!

We won't be poor anymore!

This is how the world can be

All the children strong and free

The angels must have spoken

The witch's spell is broken

The woods are full of singing

The children's voices ringing

This is how the world will be

Voices intertwining

Faces sweet and shining

Full of laughter, full of love

ever after

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