The Slipper and the Rose: The Story of Cinderella Page #9
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- 1976
- 127 min
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You see only love
and happiness
staring you in the face.
I see nothing but war
and destruction...
Unless a sacrifice
is made.
And the sacrifice...
Is to be me.
Yes.
It's a lot to ask,
but I have to
ask it.
To leave him now?
To leave him now,
before it's too late.
But he would
search for me again.
He would search
for me and find me.
I know he would.
Yes. That, too,
is true,
but we've allowed
for that.
It is suggested
that with proper dowry
and every other
consideration
fitting the circumstances
of this most unhappy occasion,
it is suggested that you be
taken from here this very night
to a secret place of exile
far beyond our borders.
You have forgotten
nothing, then.
I thank you for
bringing such tidings
with tact
and understanding.
You were well chosen
for the task.
Your ladies-in-waiting
will be sent for.
But in bowing to
the royal demands,
I must make one
of my own.
Milady?
It is not very much
and something
which...
With your greater experience
in these matters,
you will not find
very difficult.
I wish you to tell his
royal highness...
Prince Edward...
I wish
you'd tell him...
Tell him...
Tell him that
it wasn't love
say I tried
say I lied
tell him
I'm unworthy of
what he feels
inside
tell him that
you heard me say
what seemed right
just last night
simply seemed
to fade away
in the light of day
tell him of the
countless other lovers
whom I tantalized,
victimized
tell him of
the many other times
I've played
this heartless game
just tee saw'.
'Tell him
what I really am
is just a cold
and empty sham
tell him anything
but not
that I love him
tell him that
it wasn't love
all we shared,
all we cared
make him hate
my memory
make him glad he's free
paint me evil,
paint me cruel
say I broke every rule
make him feel
that he's a fool
for his loving me
don't let him know
why I must leave him
why I mus go
so far away
for if he knew
how much I love him
no power on earth
could make him stay
your majesty.
The deed is done.
She certainly behaved
like a princess.
Come on!
The frontier!
Father.
Father, you have done
what you've done.
The spoils
are yours,
but it is
a small victory.
If I could explain...
Spare me that.
Spare me the final hypocrisy
of your sympathy.
Take your map.
Rearrange it to your
hearts content.
Make your precious
marriage of alliance.
You've destroyed whatever
vestige of love and happiness
I might have found,
and you've done it in
the name of patriotism.
So... let it be thus.
Choose me a bride
from amongst the ragbag
of royal virgins
I have twice
rejected.
Choose who you will.
I care not.
I'll play my public
part to the altar
but no further.
Your royal house
will live with you
but die with me.
Dear cinderella,
forgive me.
I have no heart for what
I must shortly perform.
My heart is yours
and yours alone.
I would not have you grieve
for what was not to be.
It's only in fairy tales
that the prince...
Marries the lady
of his choice.
The real world
is not so kind.
There are no
private kingdoms"
only public ones.
I have loved but once.
I have loved but you,
and I have lost you twice.
I can't forget
the melody
although our song
is through
the love we shared
the dream we dared
was just a prayer
that can't come true
I try to stop
remembering
but till the day I die
within my memory
will live the melody
of the song
that was you and me
although our song
is through
I can't stop loving you
for I can't forget
the melody
and what, might I ask,
are you doing here?
Oh, it's you.
You gave me
such a shock.
I should hope so.
That is nothing to the shock
you've just given me.
Why, you shouldn't
be here at all.
That's not
how I planned it.
Oh, really!
I sometimes wish
I could retire.
Unless I'm
on the spot
to take care of
every little detail,
something
always goes wrong.
I know exactly
what happened.
You stayed beyond
the stroke of
midnight, didn't you?
Yes. Oh, but please
don't scold me.
I'm unhappy enough
as it is.
Well, of course,
you're unhappy.
Any girl
would be unhappy
if she were missing
her own wedding.
Wedding?
Yes.
The prince gets
married today.
I had the date
underlined in my diary.
Why else do you suppose
I am dressed like this?
Who...
Who's he marrying?
Well, at the moment, the
wrong girl, obviously.
Oh, it's
too irritating.
I had it
all mapped out.
Well, I suppose I shall simply
have to rise to the occasion
and do something
spectacular yet again,
and spectaculars always
take so much out of me.
Just come down
off the swing.
It was the same
with snow white.
All the same,
you young girls.
Never do
as you're told.
Men are much easier.
Oh, mama.
Your majesty.
Sire.
Ahem.
Sir.
Ahem !
Oh...
What can I say?
This is, uh--
I can assure you--
Your excuse
is absolutely inadequate.
Ahh.
Is the ceremony
over?
What a relief!
Your majesty,
this could lead to war.
I know, I know!
Well, think of something!
He cannot
marry her, sire.
The constitution
does not allow it.
Well, don't tell me.
I wrote it.
Yes. Don't tell him.
He wrote it.
I beg your
pardoh, madam?
And if he wrote it,
he can unwrite it.
Don't you agree,
your majesty?
He can write
what he likes,
so long as
he clears this room.
There are too many
people in it by far,
most of them
not worth a candle.
After all,
you are the king.
Yes, that's right. I am!
And absolute monarchs
should act absolutely.
It's very becoming.
She's right
who is she?
I've no idea, sire.
She must be
one of the visitors.
But even if you alter the
constitutioh, your majesty,
it doesn't solve the problem
of the other bride.
No, you're right. So we're
back where we started.
It's staring you
in the face.
What is?
The answer.
What sort of
an answer is that?
They're in love!
They are?
It was love at
first sight.
You have my word
for it.
Ask him.
Cousin...
Cousin, it has been
brought to my notice--
oh, yes. And to mine.
Isn't she ravishing?
But, uh, am I
to understand--
yes... anything.
It really
is disgraceful.
Well, what can we do as fathers
faced with this very human dilemma?
It's a question
of honor.
Yes. Well, it would seem in all
the circumstances to be, uh...
Afait accompli?
It's certainly
a fate. Ha ha.
The younger generation's
so fickle.
Not like us,
no sense of duty,
no sense of history.
Speaking for myself,
I had a sword in my back.
You, too?
Well, that's what I mean.
We never shirked
our responsibilities.
So, what's it to be?
Well, it looks like
another wedding.
Yes. It looks
like that.
Can I speak
as man to man?
I'd welcome it.
He's, uh, not what
I wanted, but, us...
Then neither
was she.
Oh, charming girl!
Plenty of spirit.
I'll arrange everything.
My place, I think.
The sooner the better.
Yes, thus cementing
our great alliance.
Conceal ing
our shame.
Amen.
In the name
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