The Glass Slipper Page #2
- UNRATED
- Year:
- 1955
- 93 min
- 349 Views
FIVE YEARS OLD.
WHAT DO YOU EXPEC TO DO IN THE PALACE?
YOU KNOW.
SOUNDS VERY PRACTICAL.
AND I'LL PUNISH
EVERYBODY I HATE.
NO, YOU WON'T.
OH, YES, I WILL.
I WILL.
HERE.
OH, YES, I HEARD
ABOUT THAT.
HERE, YOU'D BETTER
TAKE IT BACK.
OH, THANK YOU,
NEVERTHELESS.
NEVERTHELESS WHAT?
NEVERTHELESS:
IS A NICE WORD.
I NEVER DID IT BEFORE, I MEAN,
JUST SAT WITH A FRIEND AND TALKED.
WELL, WHAT'S THE MATTER
WITH YOUR FRIENDS?
DON'T THEY HAVE
A SITTING PLACE?
WELL, IT'S BECAUSE I...
I DON'T THINK
I MEAN, I DON' THINK I DO.
BECAUSE WHEN:
THEY'RE YOUR FRIENDS,
DOES THAT MEAN THA YOU CAN TELL THEM
EVERYTHING YOU LIKE
AND ALL THAT?
AND THAT THEY'LL ALWAYS
DOESN'T IT?
THAT'S RIGHT.
WELL, I DON'T HAVE
ANYBODY LIKE THAT.
YOU HAVE ME.
AND I'M VERY DEEPLY INTERESTED
TELL ME.
TELL ME NOW.
WELL...I CAN'T.
IT'S JUST A FEELING.
YOU KNOW?
AND--AND EVERYTHING
BREATHES VERY SOFTLY
VERY, VERY BLUE
OH, SOMETHING...
HMM. IT--IT'S...
IT'S QUITE CLEAR.
IS IT?
TO PICK UP.
AGAIN SOMETIME.
OH, WHEN?
RIGHT HERE, THEN, HUH?
EACH OTHER THINGS...
AND BE FRIENDS, HUH?
EXCELLENT.
VERY PRACTICAL.
GOOD-BYE.
WINDOWSILL.
PICKLE RELISH.
APPLE DUMPLING.
CINDERELLA.
GOOD-BYE, CINDERELLA.
THE NARROW ONES.
COUSIN LOULOU'S WEARING
ENORMOUS ONES.
I HEARD ALL ABOU COUSIN LOULOU'S GOWN
THIS AFTERNOON WHEN
FOR THE INVITATIONS.
OH! THE INVITATIONS.
OH. OH, DEAR.
OH, MAMA.
OH, I HATE ASKING
COUSIN LOULOU FAVORS.
OH, GO AWAY, ELLA.
DON'T TOUCH THINGS, ELLA.
YOU MUST REMEMBER
MOTHER, TOMORROW NIGH AT THE BALL,
PLEASE DON'T SPEAK
ON THE HILL WITH COUSIN LOULOU.
PAYS ANY ATTENTION
[SCOLDING]
BIRDENA.
SHE'S VERY RICH.
OH, IT'S BEAUTIFUL.
EACH ONE SEWN WITH SILK THREAD.
ROSEBUDS. HA HA!
AT HER AGE.
[BOTH LAUGHING]
STEPMOTHER:
YOU MAY TAKE I OFF NOW, BIRDENA.NOW YOU, SERAFINA.
WHO IS MRS. TOQUET?
WHO?
MRS. TOQUET.
SHE'S HARMLESS,
BUT SHE STEALS.
HAS SHE ALWAYS:
BEEN LIKE THAT?
A GRAND LADY AND LIVED ON THE HILL.
STUFFED HER HEAD FULL OF IDEAS,
A BIT ADDLED?
OH, MOTHER, SHE'S CRAZY
AS A COCKROACH.
NO, SHE ISN'T.
SHE'S JUST DIFFERENT.
AND...AND WISDOM.
FULL OF WHAT?
AND EVERYBODY KNOWS SHE STEALS.
OFF A GARBAGE BUCKE FROM MRS. BOWER'S HOUSE.
SHE'S MAD.
SHE SEEMED VERY:
SENSIBLE TO ME.
OH! SHE SEEMED
SENSIBLE TO ELLA.
AND WHY NOT?
AND DID YOU TELL HER THA YOU WERE GOING TO LIVE
[EVERYONE LAUGHS]
ELLA, STOP IT!
YOU'RE RUINING
MY BEAUTIFUL DRESS!
Ella:
I don't care.i don't care one bit,
because, one day,
I'm going to live in the palace.
Ms. Toquet:
What will you do in the palace?I don't know....
but, one day, I'm going
to live in the palace.
One day, I'm going
to live in the palace.
One day, I'm going
to live in the palace.
[GRAND MUSIC BEGINS]
[GRAND MUSIC CONTINUES]
[MUSIC BECOMES LIGHTER]
[MUSIC BECOMES LIGHT-HEARTED]
STEPMOTHER:
ELLA!CHARLES?
OH.
CHARLES.
WHERE IS HE?
MORNING, KOVIN.
WELL, GOOD MORNING,
YOUR HIGHNESS.
I BELIEVE HE'S STILL
DRESSING, SIR.
CHARLES?
AND WHERE THEY'VE
QUARTERED YOU, KOVIN?
UH, YES, SIR.
IT'S COMFORTABLE?
MOST COMFORTABLE.
THANK YOU, SIR.
GOOD. GOOD, GOOD.
POETRY?
TAUGHT ME A LOT.
OF OUR COUNTRYSIDE?
OH, VERY BEAUTIFUL,
EXCELLENT--
EXCELLENT HUNTING.
DO YOU HUNT?
SOME THINGS.
YOU'LL FIND PLENTY
OF THAT, TOO.
GOOD MORNING, FATHER.
THERE'S A PROBLEM
OF ENTERTAINMENT AT THE BALL.
WHAT BALL?
I TOLD YOU--
THAT'S TOMORROW NIGHT.
OH, NO.
LIKE A SCHOOLBOY.
YOU HAVE OBLIGATIONS.
I MEAN THE FACT THA YOU'RE A GROWN MAN
OF SOME DECENCY:
AND INTELLIGENCE.
SOME RESPONSIBILITY,
BECAUSE I'M BORED,
IT'S HIS TURN.
I LOVE HIM, KOVIN.
ISN'T HE A CHARMER?
I NEVER KNEW:
ANYBODY LIKE HIM.
NOW, THEN,
YOU CONDESCENDING,
DISRESPECTFUL, BLASE,
IMPERTINENT YOUNG RAKE.
WE ARE DEPENDEN UPON THE GOOD WILL
AND THE COOPERATION
OF THE PEOPLE:
OF THIS PRINCIPALITY.
WELL, YOU'RE GOING
TO MEET THEM:
AND THEY'RE GOING
MAKE FRIENDS.
YOU'RE SO RIGHT.
WHEN I WAS EIGHT,
THE BEST SEVEN HOURS I EVER HAD.
I DISCOVERED:
THE COUNTRYSIDE THAT DAY--
THINGS I HAVEN' THOUGHT ABOUT FOR YEARS.
YESTERDAY AFTERNOON,
WHEN WE WERE RIDING THROUGH THE TOWN,
I KEPT REMEMBERING SOMETHING
I'D BEEN HOME
FOR THE HOLIDAYS
AND WAS LEAVING:
Translation
Translate and read this script in other languages:
Select another language:
- - Select -
- 简体中文 (Chinese - Simplified)
- 繁體中文 (Chinese - Traditional)
- Español (Spanish)
- Esperanto (Esperanto)
- 日本語 (Japanese)
- Português (Portuguese)
- Deutsch (German)
- العربية (Arabic)
- Français (French)
- Русский (Russian)
- ಕನ್ನಡ (Kannada)
- 한국어 (Korean)
- עברית (Hebrew)
- Gaeilge (Irish)
- Українська (Ukrainian)
- اردو (Urdu)
- Magyar (Hungarian)
- मानक हिन्दी (Hindi)
- Indonesia (Indonesian)
- Italiano (Italian)
- தமிழ் (Tamil)
- Türkçe (Turkish)
- తెలుగు (Telugu)
- ภาษาไทย (Thai)
- Tiếng Việt (Vietnamese)
- Čeština (Czech)
- Polski (Polish)
- Bahasa Indonesia (Indonesian)
- Românește (Romanian)
- Nederlands (Dutch)
- Ελληνικά (Greek)
- Latinum (Latin)
- Svenska (Swedish)
- Dansk (Danish)
- Suomi (Finnish)
- فارسی (Persian)
- ייִדיש (Yiddish)
- հայերեն (Armenian)
- Norsk (Norwegian)
- English (English)
Citation
Use the citation below to add this screenplay to your bibliography:
Style:MLAChicagoAPA
"The Glass Slipper" Scripts.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 21 Nov. 2024. <https://www.scripts.com/script/the_glass_slipper_20321>.
Discuss this script with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In