The Blue Bird Page #2

Synopsis: A pair of peasant children, Mytyl and her brother Tyltyl, are led on a magical quest for the fabulous Blue Bird of Happiness by the Fairy Berylune. On their journey, they are accompanied by the humanized presences of a Dog, a Cat, Light, Fire, Bread, and other entities.
Director(s): George Cukor
Production: 20th Century Fox Film Corporation
  1 nomination.
 
IMDB:
5.4
G
Year:
1976
99 min
305 Views


Go and kiss her.

I want to kiss everyone!

Oh, what fun we're going to have!

I must kiss you again, Little Master.

What are you doing up at this time?

Why aren't you in bed?

- We're going to look for the Bluebird.

- You can't do that!

- Why not?

- Oh, it's very dangerous.

Stay here then, if youre afraid.

We're going, aren't we, Master?

And now we're off to seek and find

The precious secret for mankind!

Look, one of these avenues

Leads to the Blue Adventure. Choose.

Be determined, brace your heart'

Your journey is about to start.

No.

Not that one.

This one.

- Go out that way.

- I'll carry the bird cage.

No, you must stay here. The children

alone will visit their grandparents.

Where are we going?

To the Land of Memory.

There's a possibility that

the Bluebird is hidden in the past'

in the mist of time.

Listen to me, consider our fate

and the destiny of our children.

All of us here'

animals, things, elements'

all of us possess a soul'

but man does not yet know it.

That's why we still have some kind

of independence.

But if he finds the Bluebird'

he will know all, he will see all'

and we will be completely at his

mercy.

Dear me, how very alarming.

We've got to stop them'

so they never find the Bluebird!

- Don't say that!

- Why not?

We must obey Man. We must do what

he tells us.

Give us the reasons.

There are no reasons.

I love Man, that's enough!

Hooray for Man!

You do one thing against him'

I'll throttle you first

and go and tell him everything.

Hurry back.

Goodbye.

I can't see anything, can you?

Perhaps you must turn the diamond?

- What?

- Still nothing.

Light said we'd see

grandma and grandpa.

Perhaps she was wrong.

Mytyl, look.

Don't you recognize it?

I don't know. I can't remember.

Yes, I can, Tyltyl!

It's grandpa's cottage.

Grandpa? Stop sleeping!

Wake up, Grandpa!

What? What is it? What's up?

- Don't you feel anything?

- Feel what? I am half asleep.

It's Mytyl and Tyltyl.

They're thinking of us.

So they are.

- Here we are, Grandma!

- Grandpa, here we are!

I'm not up to running much.

It's me rheumatics.

My dears!

Oh, how tall and strong you've grown.

- Little Mytyl!

- Come here, Mytyl.

And you come to me.

How sweet you smell.

Kiss me again.

And what about me?

Come kiss your old grandfather.

Are your mommy and daddy all right?

Well, they were asleep when we came

out.

You haven't changed a bit, Grandpa.

Neither has Grandma.

- We stopped growing older.

- But you two have changed!

Come, let's take

a look at you.

Come along to the mark on the door

where we measured you last time.

Stand straight. That's right.

Oh, four fingers! My, how you've

enlarged! You come along here now.

Four and a half! Oh, you are enlarged!

My, how you've grown!

Oh, if youd only come see us more

often.

We're always here, you know, waiting

for a visit from those who are alive.

Every time you think of us'

we wake up and see you again.

You mean it's enough just to think?

- Didn't you know that?

- No.

The living, they never learn anything.

Do you sleep all the time?

It's good to sleep

when life is done.

It's good to wake up sometimes, too.

Any holes in your stockings to darn?

No.

Nothing here, either. What a shame.

I used to do all the sewing, you know.

Yes, I remember.

Remember my apple tarts?

And the cabbage soup?

- I always ate too much.

- He always made himself sick.

So he did, so he did.

- Would you like some now?

- Yes, sure.

Come along then.

There you are.

How good it smells.

Not as good as the soup I used to

make, though.

Nothing's as good as it used to be.

It's all too easy.

When you've been a mother

and a housewife'

Paradise is too like Sunday

To be true.

It's not bad at all, this Heaven'

But it's not quite life.

How can it be

With nothing to do?

When you've been a woodsman

and a father'

Working hard to keep your children

And a wife'

It's all right awhile this resting.

But I'd rather spend, well'

Some of the time

Back in life.

Honestly, I'd sooner I was spending

At least some of my

Eternity in mending...

- In raking...

- Patching...

- Thatching...

- Baking...

Absolutely any old chore.

But they won't let us

Work here any more.

Oh, this is good! I want some more.

Oh, look what you've done.

There! Behave yourself!

Didn't I tell you?

That's just like the slaps you used

to give me when you were alive.

But you're right, nothing has changed.

Not even your manners.

Does the blackbird still sing?

As soon as you think of him'

there he is.

But he's blue.

Grandpa, he's blue!

Grandma, that's the Bluebird!

The Bluebird!

Oh, can we have him, please?

Will you give him to us?

- What do you think, Grandpa?

- Sure. He does nothing but sleep.

Oh, I'm so glad we've found him here.

I'm afraid he'll come flying back

with the first wind that blows.

We'll take great care of him.

Was anyone thinking of the time?

That clock never works.

- Yes, I was.

- I see. We never think of the time.

We promised we wouldn't stay long.

- The living never stay still.

- They'll have to go if they promised.

Always rushing here and there.

- Come back and see us soon.

- We will, Grandma. We will.

Goodbye. Thank you for the bird.

Come back again.

It's such a treat

when your thoughts visit us.

Goodbye! Goodbye!

Tyltyl, that bird is no longer blue.

She's turned black.

Better let her go.

Grandpa said she'd fly home.

Goodbye, little blackbird.

I'm sorry

you weren't blue.

When you think

You've seen a flash of blue'

Let the world

That waits and listens hear

Your blue halloo.

Halloo! The blue halloo! Halloo!

The world needs children just like you

To follow after every clue

To happiness's truest hue'

The bird of most elusive blue.

Happiness is given to so few...

There must be something you can do

To bring to earth

That restless blue

That suddenly cuts clouds in two...

- Look, the Bluebird!

- Where is she flying?

There, look'

to the Palace of Night.

How strange it looks.

All the secrets of life are to be

found there. Night is their guardian.

Hurry up, we mustn't lose her!

Stop, Tyltyl, stop!

I can't go any further.

- What is it?

- What's the matter?

It's night. I'm losing my strength.

Go on without me.

Without you?

I must stay here.

I must wait until dawn.

Why can't we stay, too?

Don't be afraid.

Night cannot prevent Man from

opening the doors to her secrets.

You must find the Bluebird.

Don't let Night frighten you.

Open every door.

Search the whole palace.

Who goes there?

Who is it?

It's me, Madame Night. Tylette.

What's the matter?

Our secret is at stake!

I fear there's nothing to be done!

Why, what's happened?!

Tyltyl, that boy is coming here to

demand the Bluebird of you.

Well, he hasn't got her yet.

He'll have her soon

unless we perform miracles.

Oh, what times we live in. I don't

understand Man these last few years.

What are they trying to do?

Must they know everything?

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Hugh Whitemore

Hugh John Whitemore (16 June 1936 – 18 July 2018) was an English playwright and screenwriter. more…

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