Into The Woods (2014)

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Once upon a time, in a far off kingdom,

there lay a small village

at the edge of the woods.

I Wish

And in this village...

More than anything

...lived a young maiden...

More than life

More than jewels

...a carefree young lad...

I Wish

More than life

...and a childless baker...

I Wish

...With his Wife.

- More than anything

- More than the moon

I Wish

The King is giving a Festival

More than life

- I wish

- I wish to go to the Festival

More than riches

And the Ball

I wish my cow would give us some milk

- More than anything

- I wish we had a child

Please, pal

I want a child

I wish to go to the Festival

I wish you'd give us

some milk or even cheese

I Wish

You wish to go to the Festival?

The poor girl's parents had died.

You, Cinderella, the Festival?

You wish to go to the Festival?

The Festival? The King's Festival?

And now

she lived with her stepmother.

The Festival?

Who had two daughters of her own.

- Look at your nails

- Look at your dress

- People would laugh at you

- Nevertheless

She still wants to go to the Festival

And dance before the Prince

All three were beautiful of face,

but vile and black of heart.

The young lad had no father,

and his mother...

I Wish

...well, she was at her wits' end.

I wish my son were not a fool

I wish my house was not a mess

I wish the cow was full of milk

I wish the walls were full of gold

I wish a lot of things

What in heaven's name

are you doing with the cow

inside the house?

I thought if he were nice and warm,

he might produce some milk.

It's a she!

How many times do I

have to tell you that

only "she"s can give milk?

And then, there was a hungry little girl,

who always wore a red cape.

Hey!

I Wish

It's not for me

It's for my granny in the woods

A loaf of bread

Please

To bring my poor old

hungry granny In the woods

Just a loaf of bread

Please

Cinderella.

If you can pick up these lentils,

and finish your chores in time,

then you may go to the Ball with us.

Come along, ladies.

Yes, Mother.

Good luck.

Come, little birds

Down from the eaves and the leaves

Over fields, out of castles and ponds

No, squeeze, pal

Quick, little birds

Flick through the ashes

Pick and peck, but swiftly

Sift through the ashes

Into the pot

Bull's-eye!

What are you doing?

Stop your pretending!

Now listen to me well, son.

Milky-White must be taken to market.

Mother, no!

He's the best cow in the world!

Was. She has been dry for weeks now.

We've no food or money

and no choice but to sell her.

But Milky-White's my best friend!

Look at her!

There are bugs on her dugs

There are flies in her eyes

There's a lump on her rump

Big enough to be a hump

- But, Mother...

- We've no time to sit and dither

While her withers wither with her

And no one keeps a cow for a friend

Sometimes I wonder

what's going on in that head of yours.

Into the woods, it's time to go

I hate to leave, I have to, though

Into the woods, it's time and so

I must begin my journey

Into the woods and through the trees

To where I am expected, ma'am

Into the woods,

to Grandmother's house

- Stop it.

- I can't just...

Into the woods,

to Grandmother's house

Are you certain of your way?

The way is clear

The light is good

I have no fear

Nor no one should

The woods are just trees

The trees are just wood

I sort of hate to ask it

But do you have a basket?

Yes, we do.

I don't suppose

you're planning on buying any of these?

Now, don't stray and be late, all right?

You might save

some of those sweets for Granny.

- Oh, my...

- Just leave it.

She's a thief!

Into the woods and down the dell

The path is straight, I know it well

Into the woods, and who can tell

What's waiting on the journey

Into the woods to bring some bread

To Granny who is sick in bed

Never can tell what lies ahead

For all that I know, she's already dead

But into the woods

Into the woods

Into the woods,

to Grandmother's house

And home before dark

Cinderella!

Get up here!

Fly, birds

Back to the sky

We're waiting!

Back to the eaves and the leaves

And the fields and the...

Hurry up and do my hair, Cinderella

Are you really wearing that?

Here, I found a little tear, Cinderella

Can't you hide it with a hat?

- You look beautiful

- I know.

- She means me.

- No, she didn't.

Mother said be good

Father said be nice

That was always their advice

So be nice, Cinderella

Good Cinderella

- Nice good, good nice

- Tighter!

What's the good of being good

If everyone is blind

Always leaving you behind

Never mind, Cinderella

Kind Cinderella

Nice, good, nice, kind, good, nice

Not that tight! Clod!

Who might that be?

We've sold our last loaf of bread!

It's the Witch from next door.

We have no bread.

I don't want your bread.

Then what is it you wish?

It's not what I wish. It's what you wish.

Nothing cooking in that

belly now, is there?

And there will never be.

Unless

you do exactly as I say.

In three days' time,

a Blue Moon will appear.

Only then can the curse be undone.

What curse?

The one I placed on this house.

What are you talking about?

In the past,

when you were no more than a babe,

your father brought

his young wife and you to this cottage.

They were a lovely couple.

But not lovely neighbors.

You see, your mother was with child,

and she developed an unusual appetite.

She admired my beautiful garden,

and she told your father

that what she wanted

more than anything in the world...

Was greens, greens

Nothing but greens

Parsley, peppers, cabbages and celery

Asparagus and watercress

And fiddleferns and lettuce

He said, "All right"

But it wasn't, quite

'Cause I caught him

in the autumn In my garden one night

He was robbing me

Raping me

Rooting through my rutabaga

Raiding my arugula

And ripping up the rampion

My champion, my favorite

I should've laid a spell

on him right there.

I could've turned him into stone.

Or a dog.

Or a chair.

But I let him

have the rampion I'd lots to spare

In return, however

I said, "Fair is fair

"You can let me have the baby

That your wife will bear

"And we'll call it square"

I had a brother?

No.

But you had a sister.

Where is she?

She's mine now,

and you'll never find her.

A small price to pay

for what else your father stole from me.

It cost me my youth, my beauty.

My mother warned me

she would punish me with the curse of

ugliness if I ever lost any of them.

Lost what?

The beans

- Beans'?

- The special beans

I let him go

I didn't know he'd stolen my beans

I was watching him crawl

Back over the wall

When bang, crash

A lightning flash

Well, that's another story

Never mind, anyway

At last, the big day came

I made my claim

"Oh, don't take away the baby"

They shrieked and squeaked

But I did, and I hid her

Where she'll never be reached

Your father cried

And your mother died

When for extra measure

I admit, it was a pleasure

I said, "Sorry, I'm still not mollified"

And I laid a little spell on them

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