The Little Mermaid: Ariel's Beginning Page #3
# Endless sky
# Waves try to measure the days
# That we treasure
# And I
# I remember
# I remember music
# And I'm never going back
to the silent law they wrote
# I will sing in every tempo
Every last chromatic note
# For I, I remember her
# I remember music
# And I remember
- # Love
- This can't happen!
- # Love #
- Your father is the king!
Swifty.
Do you promise to jump, jive, wail,
groove, rock steady,
and lend a helping hand
to your fellow music lovers?
- I do.
- She's in.
Good morning, Your Highness.
Sebastian. Marina.
- [gasps]
- Good morning, Your Majesty.
I have a problem.
- It's Ariel.
- Ariel? I...
Finally! So you see it, too? Oh, yes.
She's rebellious, insubordinate,
headstrong.
We need to immediately implement
a series of checks and balances
designed to crush her spirit.
What? Too harsh?
Absolutely! Your Highness,
she is young, going through a phase.
I don't remember having this much
trouble with any of her sisters.
I do! They're all a handful.
- [yelps]
- Just kidding.
- Alana wasn't difficult at all.
- Yes, Your Majesty.
But Arista and the blowfish incident,
remember?
Oh! It took weeks
to clean up the palace.
And how about Aquata
and that stingray?
- I can still feel it.
- Well...
Or the time Attina got her head
stuck in the conch shell.
That was me.
Well, perhaps you're right, Sebastian.
Still, it seems Marina
could use some help.
I want you to look after Ariel.
No offense, Marina.
None taken.
- Soft shell. Stick eye.
- Tardy girl. Fish lips.
- Backstabber. Bottom feeder!
- Fashion disaster. Babysitter!
Dismissed.
[humming]
# La, la, la, la, la
What?
What?
- Uh... You were humming.
- [gasps] I was?
- Out loud.
- Don't worry.
- It was just a dream.
- I'll tell you what wasn't a dream.
- We woke up at midnight.
- And your bed was still empty.
- Really?
- Yeah. That is two hours past curfew.
- Oh.
- Ooh, was it a boy?
- If it's a boy, I'm gonna die.
- Ugh... Drama.
I mean, I'm happy for you, Ariel.
It's just that I'm two years
older than you,
and the only one I've come
even close to kissing is Stevie.
- Ew! Squid-Lips Stevie?
- It was on a dare.
- Whatever.
- Girls, let's stick to the subject.
Well, it wasn't a boy, OK?
I was just helping a friend.
Out past the kelp forest.
Ooh! Past the kelp forest.
It wasn't a boy.
- It was a bad boy.
- [gasping]
- Oh, Ariel.
- Simmer down there, sister.
- So you were just helping a friend?
- Um... Yep.
Then, where'd you get... this!
[all gasp]
[Attina] Can you imagine
what'd happen if Dad found it?
- He's never here.
- Don't get cute with me.
This is serious. Where were you?
I was just... listening to music
in an underground club.
OK, where were you really?
- [gasping] Listening to music?
- No way.
- What was it like?
- Come on. Spill it.
[laughs] Oh, it was amazing.
The energy, the dancing, the music...
Just makes you feel like...
Like what?
Like when Mom was here.
[murmuring]
Ariel, I wanna hear it, too.
- You do?
- Me, too.
- OK. Me, too.
- Me, too! Me, too!
- Not without me.
- Yeah. Everybody does.
Please, Ariel. Please?
- Well...
- Oh!
- We'll go tonight.
- I'm so excited!
- Music!
- What should I wear?
So you think there'll be boys?
- One way to find out.
- This is not happening!
You go again and I...
- Oh, lighten up.
- Come on.
[all] Mmm?
- OK.
- [all cheering]
Come on, girls. Uppy-up.
- Morning.
- They're early.
Yes. But why?
Get your sea kelp. Salty or extra salty.
Hey, Ray-Ray. You gonna
rock the house tonight?
Well, wouldn't be here
just for the halibut.
- Oh, Ray-Ray.
- This is so exciting!
Hey, you're in my personal space.
- Stop pushing me.
- OK, bossy. Whatever.
[up-tempo music plays]
- [all] Music!
- I know! Isn't it fantastic?
- And we're here together!
- Yeah!
Boys, here I come!
[chuckling]
Wow. This really is... fantastic.
- Yeah. I'm scared!
- Me, too.
- I thought I was the only one.
- No, no, no, no...
[Swifty] Ladies and gentlemen,
The Catfish Club is proud to present...
Let's just go!
...the original rock lobster.
The one, the only, red tornado!
[all cheering]
# Chick-a-chicka, chick-a-chicka, hey!
- # All right, mon
- [both] Sebastian?
- Way to go, Sebastian!
- I love you, Sebastian.
- Hi!
- Whoo!
OK. Where are the boys?
Are you a boy? Good enough.
Whoa! I'm Adella.
This is the most exciting thing
that's ever happened to me!
- Would you like to dance?
- No, thanks.
- Let's dance.
- No, thanks.
Would ya like to dance?
[growls] I can't dance, OK?
I'm a mermaid with no grace.
I look like a spastic piece of kelp.
Let's go.
Seriously. No, I mean it.
You guys, I can't...
Come on.
- That's it!
- You've got it!
She really can't dance.
- Oh, wow!
- Yeah!
There ain't no problem with that.
Ah-cha, cha, cha.
Thank you.
You were right, Ariel.
Mom would've loved this.
- Yeah.
- [both] Thanks!
- You're the best.
- Really.
- [yelling]
- Ha!
[all] Whoo-hoo! [laughing]
- Huh?
- Whoo!
Ha!
We be jammin', mon.
That's right!
- Good night, Ariel.
- Good night, Andrina.
Zap-it-y-do-dah, zow!
- [laughs] Night, Arista.
- Sweet dreams, Ariel.
- You, too, Alana.
- Good night, Adella.
I still didn't get to kiss a boy.
- Good night, Aquata.
- Night.
[snoring]
Good night, Attina.
Your Highness.
We need to talk.
[up-tempo music plays]
- [door thudding]
- [all scream]
Jumpin' jellyfish!
- [all yelling]
- Quick! This way!
- [swordfish grumbling]
- Hi.
[all sighing]
This is how you watch over
my daughter?
- Sire, I...
- I trusted you.
Sire.
Guards! Lock him away.
- What? No!
- Lock them all away!
- But, Your Majesty, please!
- Come on. Let's move it.
- I'm with the band.
- Sure you are, kid.
Marina, you will take over
Sebastian's duties immediately.
As you wish.
- Attina, take your sisters home.
- Yes, sir.
- Father, you can't do this!
- It's already done!
Aah!
- You are all confined to the palace.
- Yes, Father.
Why don't you just lock us in jail?
Ariel, you are confined to the palace
until you understand what you've done.
What did we do? Tell me, Daddy...
- Ariel, leave it alone.
- No.
We haven't done anything wrong.
All we did was listen to music.
- Which you know is forbidden!
- But why? Why can't we have music?
- This discussion is over.
- Just tell me!
I do not have to explain myself to you.
I don't understand. We love music.
I will not have music in my kingdom!
I may not remember much
about my mother,
but I know she wouldn't have
wanted this.
[sobbing]
Attina?
You just don't know when to quit.
What?
It's over, Ariel.
But... we were finally happy.
Look around, Ariel.
No one's happy.
Yahoo!
- Who is that?
- I don't know, but she scares me.
Whee!
Uh! Don't touch me.
Benjamin, tear out those puny windows.
- Rip down those narrow walls.
- Oh, no.
This is just the beginning.
I want a balcony
so I can wave down
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