The Brothers Grimm Page #4

And such a pretty, pretty mouth.

(gasps)

Ugh!

(screaming)

(horse whinnies)

- Sorry.

- (whinnying continues)

Huh? Where'd that come from?

(whinnying)

Ho, hey!

Easy, easy.

Steady, easy.

- (Jake) Elsie!

- Help!

They could mechanize the horse,

put it on tracks.

- There were no tracks.

- Get out of the way.

Angelika.

- What about mirrors?

- Elsie!

You use a real animal

and a warped mirror.

That as my horse.

That was Pepper.

What is happening?

- I should catch that horse.

- (Cavaldi) Grimmy?

- You're wearing a bonnet.

- So are you.

Heagh! Heagh!

Heagh!

Faster! Faster, Will.

(Cavaldi) Dax, Letorc,

don't lose sight of the Grimmy.

Go on. Kick him, kick him, Will!

Ugh!

Tripwires!

There's someone in the woods.

Watch out!

(creaking and thudding)

- Will, are you seeing what I'm seeing?

- I most definitely am not.

(growling)

They've put the woods on wheels.

- Those trees on tracks.

- Will...

Pulley system. Expensive.

Control your horses.

Don't lose sight of the Grimmy.

Go, go. Idioti!

- I've been looking for you.

- (grunting)

(roars)

Stralda, what's happening?

Avanti. Avanti. Avanti!

Gie, gie, gie!

You can see they're on tracks.

- Show yourselves!

- There, there, there!

Can you hear me?

(wild whinnying)

What is this, Grimms?

What is happening?

These people are

much better funded than we are.

Get down! Get down.

Wait!

(screams)

- Stop, Will.

- (screaming)

Help me!

Help!

Aschenputtel!

(growling)

Run! Run!

(roars)

(howls)

His eyes.

His eyes.

My hair.

(creaking and growling)

Letorc?

Dax?

Can you hear my voice?

I command you, fall in.

How many times do I have to tell you?

There you go. Can't breathe.

This is so incredible. (gasps)

This changes everything.

Gotta write this down. That was real.

Beans, Jake. Magic beans. There is

a rational explanation for all of this.

What do you mean?

Rational explanation? The bugs were...

And the forest was sweeping down on us.

Stop it, Jake!

- It was like everything was under a spell.

- Or curse.

- What?

- My whole family's cursed.

My father...

Father...

- What about your father?

- I have to go back.

- Angelika...

- (screams)

On the ground.

On the ground, crucchi bastardi!

Go down, now!

On the ground.

Now, who killed my men, huh?

You tell me, Grimmy.

Who? Or she will die.

- It was the forest.

- (chuckles)

German peasant.

And if you stay it will destroy you too.

Mesdames et messieurs.

The emperor honors me with a visit

from you, his most trusted advisors.

I salute you.

Your shining examples illuminate

this dark German forest of ignorance and...

(Cavaldi) Dov' il generale?

Ah! Il generale!

Finally, finally!

General... Ah!

Guten Tag. Buongiorno.

Bonjour.

- Bonjour.

- (whispering)

General, your soldiers...

finito.

They are dead.

I'm lucky survived. See?

- Here, just this little wound.

- (shocked gasps)

Just a little, little itchy scratch.

We begin with lobster bisque.

Ah!

You embarrass me.

You ridicule me!

You insult me in front of my guests.

These people are Parisians.

No, no! Argh!

They tried to blind Cavaldi

with their fairy tales

and devouring trees and flying wolves.

But I use my logical brain, Generale.

I can make this as clear as crystal.

I am in no way responsible.

It is them.

They are the ones.

The Grimmy!

The plan is very simple.

They use the little girls as bait,

they lure your soldiers

into the forest, and, uh...

- Bingo.

- Bingo?

Yes. Shh.

It's bingo.

General, we are outmaneuvered,

outflanked, outnumbered

by some German force

which threatens your superiorit...

Grimms.

What precisely happened in the forest?

General, I believe we witnessed

a case of authenticated enchantment.

We're not saying that.

That is not our official position.

But it's true.

Kill them.

I will deal with you later.

No, monsieur.

Don't kill.

I can make them speak.

Musica.

(# Minuet from String Quintet in E

by Boccherini)

Huh?

Wait! No! Stop!

No, no, no, no, no!

This is nothing to do with me.

He forced...

- (Jake) She's innocent. Let her go.

- Stop!

General, you keep working with Cavaldi,

this country won't be yours much longer.

- He panics.

- The great Cavaldi never panics.

(kitten meows and Cavaldi screams)

Uh...

Hm.

- point.

- (dogs bark)

Bon apptit. Mes chiens.

- (Angelika) Stop!

- (Jake) General!

Cavaldi was right.

Cavaldi was right.

We saw them. We did.

There was three in the trees,

two in the caves.

Huge men. With weapons.

My masterpiece is working.

Truth comes out.

These are backward people. They cling to

folklore because it gives them strength.

Stop. You're giving them what they want.

The longer this goes on,

the more Germans will talk like her.

- Then arm themselves, organize...

- Then the problem won't be just a forest.

- It shall be a nation!

- Yes!

- Let us do it our way.

- Yes!

- Send us back into the forest.

- Ye... What?

We'll lie in wait

with our men, our equipment.

- No, no...

- General, trust me.

Let us rig a surprise for them.

Cavaldi, stop.

- Huh?

- Stop!

(General) Very well, Grimms.

You shall return to the forest.

But I warn you,

attempt to escape

and I shall raze every tree,

demolish every building,

slaughter every innocent in search of you.

You understand?

Bon.

Mind his head.

Pack the horses with as much gear

as they can carry, all right?

I'm a little unclear

as to who exactly we're up against.

Just stay close to your horse.

Jake. Jake.

- Listen.

- What?

Go and get back on your horse.

- We're gonna make a run for it.

- I remember the rest of the story.

What are you talking about?

- It's an ancient folklore, passed down...

- Jake!

The tower, the queen, her story, it's...

- Before the plague...

- Jacob.

...the queen killed all the villagers'

ancestors to get her hands on their spells.

- And one was a spell for eternal life.

- Give me that stupid book!

- She's still in the tower. She's there now.

- Jake.

You've got to understand something.

This is not about the story.

It's about you and her.

You want to rescue her.

That's right, Will.

Because she's part of the story.

She's still there. Isn't she?

The queen. She's still in the tower.

She's been there for centuries now,

waiting for someone.

To serve her and find

the one spell they kept hidden.

It's just a story to scare children.

Well, now, that's not the truth, Angelika.

I know you believe.

Ignore him. He wishes his whole life

was something out of a book.

- Now he thinks he's in love.

- Shut up, Will!

Angelika, do what your father wanted,

leave now.

- No. I'm going to find my sisters.

- Will doesn't care about them.

Will doesn't care about

anything but himself.

This isn't a fairy tale.

They won't come back.

This is not your world, Will!

Angelika.

You know, don't you?

The story, it's happening to us now.

We're living it.

It's alive, it's real, it's breathing.

And we can give it a happy ending.

Jake...

Angelika, we'll find your sisters.

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