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I am an elf, and I live in this wood.

I play nasty tricks, some evil, some good.

I need a companion, a cook and a slave.

I'll find one soon... a small boy, a young knave...

so that I can spend my time having fun!

Now, where is my food? I'm hungry.

I can't find a thing in this mess.

I need a cook and a slave so I can rest.

I'll get me a prince's son, so I can spend my time having fun!

A little bit of moss.

Some toad.

And a steak.

Mix it all together.

Now let's see what I can bake.

My name is strange, the brew should be, too.

Now let's see what I've got.

It's hot!

I'm burning! It tastes awful!

That was close.

I need someone to cook and slave for me,

and only a prince's son will do.

There's nothing to eat in this forest.

The miller's daughter.

Her garden is full of good carrots and peas.

I don't want carrots or turnips or peas

Adorning my morning bouquet

I just want to live a life of ease

To do as I please in an elegant way

My world is simple, but I'd like to sample

The world beyond the mill

Whenever I want to, my daydreams are drawn to

The castle on the hill

With a crown on my head

I'll eat breakfast in bed

On fine gold-plated china

I'll dine when I'm queen of the castle

Tuesdays, I'll shop for furs

Thursdays, go hunting with spurs

Fridays, I'll ride through the town

In my crown, when I'm queen of the castle

They'll be oohing and aahing me

Eyeing me up and down

Servants primping and pawing me

Zipping me into my gossamer gown

I'll rule justly and fair

All my wisdom to share

When I'm queen of the castle

But wait

Am I missing one thing?

To be queen of the castle

I must marry a king

I tell you, I saw something, like a little man or troll.

There was a big black bird, too.

Maybe a dragon.

Really, Ralph, how can a man of your age still believe in these tall tales?

I've been around long enough to know there's truth in those tall tales.

Looks like our Prince Henry hunts more than grouse today.

Never have I seen the prince stare so intently.

Surely she must be a witch!

Ralph, if that's a witch,

then I would join the toads and spiders in her cauldron any day!

We will rest no longer,

but I would like to see what makes that mill run.

Yes, Your Highness.

And don't call me "Your Highness" in front of the maiden.

I don't want her to know who I am.

Yes, Your Highness... I mean, Henry.

I agree, the king is a very greedy man.

He has all my money.

I used to have a whole store of grain.

Now look.

I remember the days, Victor, when I could pay you in gold coin

rather than my prize goose.

If the tax collectors come to my home one more time,

I'll have naught to give.

Fear not, friend.

The next time I'm up at the castle, I'll speak to him myself.

"King Mezzer," I'll say...

Hold it, hold it, hold it.

You know very well you've never even met the king,

so don't start with one of your tall tales.

I never? I only speak true!

Oh? And what about the time

you said you could thrash my wheat in a single day

because I was in a rush?

And it took over a week!

Well, I... you know...

And what about my hair?

You said that if I rubbed that foul-smelling mushroom paste into my head,

I would grow a full head of hair.

Now look!

Well, it worked for my grandpa, I think.

Maybe it was my grandmother.

You think?

Just you tell your daughter not to use any of those crazy recipes

on my prize goose.

I fear my daughter will never be the cook

her mother, rest her soul, used to be.

Now, there was a woman who could cook my goose...

just the way I like it.

She doesn't cook.

She doesn't help in the mill as far as I can see.

Just what does your daughter do?

Why, she's a very talented girl.

Yes, sir.

One day, with her beauty, she'll surely marry a prince

and live in a castle.

She'll have hundreds of servants, and her old dad...

That's all? She's beautiful?

Oh, no, she's extremely clever!

She knows all the constellations...

...has a beautiful voice, as well.

And... and...

...and she's very good with her hands!

Everything she touches turns to gold.

Hard part is getting her to touch it.

- Here we go again. - It's true, I tell you.

She can sit at a spindle and spin straw into gold.

Straw... into gold?

- Impossible! - It can be done.

Then how come you're not rich?

Tell me that, hmm?

Katie's gift is not to be abused.

I don't believe you. You're bragging again, as usual.

Nobody can spin straw into gold.

She can do it. She can spin it... straw into gold.

Straw into gold

Impossible, I'm told

But wait till you behold

I'll show you.

Katie! Katie, my dear daughter!

Look closely when you see her.

The necklace she wears around her neck

and the ring on her finger,

both these things she did spin from straw.

Katie!

Katie, dear.

Father, I saw him.

Who, dear? Whom did you see?

My prince.

He was standing at the edge of the forest, staring directly at me.

Yes, yes, yes.

Tell me, daughter, how many planets in the heavens?

Nine, father.

And what constellation has the North Star in it?

That would be Cancer, father, the Crab.

Now, daughter, answer true...

did you not spin that gold strand that hangs about your neck

from a piece of straw?

If you say so, Father.

Clean this goose up good, girl.

You've been bragging about me again, Father.

If you don't watch out, you're going to get yourself into trouble.

Well?

Well, I never would have believed it

if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes.

Never have I seen such pure gold.

What a talent!

You must be very proud.

She can spin straw into gold

Straw into gold

I only want what's best for the girl.

If I could just get the king to appreciate her talents

the way her father does.

I'm sold on what I saw

She spun the gold from straw

It's tax time again, miller.

Load up all those sacks on the packhorses.

Kind sir, it's all I have.

Take away my grain, and I'll starve.

These are the king's orders.

If it's riches the king wants,

why don't you have your daughter spin some out of straw?

Do you take me for a fool?

Oh... oh, no, great Count.

Everybody knows you're not a fool.

Halt.

What is it you're doing here?

I am but collecting taxes due to the king, Your...

Count Flax, you're working too hard, I think.

You, miller, how many bags of grain have you paid in taxes this year?

Well...

...seven, my Lord.

Put the sacks back.

Put them back.

But the king shall hear of this.

How could I ever thank you?

Good sir, I am Ralph, Captain of the king's guard.

My friend here... also a guard, who rides with us this day...

would like to meet your fair daughter.

Gladly.

Good sir, let me present my daughter, Katie.

I heard your singing.

You have a beautiful voice.

Thank you.

She's very talented, too.

I'm sure she is.

And we will do everything in our power

to protect you from any injustice in the future.

That's nice.

Did you know that she could spin straw into gold?

Come, Henry. 'T is time we left these good people to their work.

We're going to have to spin a few tall tales of our own...

to the king.

Have I ever lied to you?

But straw into gold?

Really and truly, she can turn straw into gold?

Cor, maybe I ought to see more of the miller's daughter!

Straw into gold, straw into gold

Such miracles, you say

Don't happen everyday

Yet the girl spun straw into gold

And that ain't hay

- Really and truly? - Really. Would I lie to you?

I don't believe it! Straw into gold?

Never! No, I don't believe it!

You never believe anything I tell you.

Straw into gold

Straw into gold!

You've got mold?

No, straw into gold. She can turn straw into gold.

I've seen it with me own eyes. Straw into gold!

You've got cold?

Gold! Gold!

Oh, you feel old.

Gold!

Straw into gold.

Straw into gold.

Yes!

That's amazing!

Here, don't tell anyone!

And not you, either.

Straw into gold

Do you know this for a fact?

Straw into gold?

It's okay.

You know what I just heard?

You promise not to tell.

What?!

Straw...

into gold?

Mezzer, dear, what seems to be the matter?

Grizzelda...

Gold.

Yes, dear, isn't gold wonderful?

Now, don't let yourself get upset.

Gold.

Father, is something wrong?

Wrong?

Wrong?

What could be wrong?

I've just learned there's a maid in our kingdom who can turn straw into gold.

Isn't that wonderful?

Poppycock! It's not possible.

Why don't you have a little tart?

- Gold. - Sire...

who is this gifted person?

The miller's daughter.

The miller's daughter?

Send her to me at once.

Yes, Your Majesty.

At once.

There's some misunderstanding.

Gold.

What makes you say that, Henry?

I met the maid only today, and she seems to be a simple miller's daughter.

Is she pretty?

Gold!

Didn't I tell you to keep the prince away from the local girls?

Father, there must be some mistake.

We shall see!

Daughter, dear, isn't there any salt?

Yes, father, but I thought I put enough on already.

And the pepper?

Father, do you think I'll ever see that gentleman again?

Who's that, dear?

You know, the guard. The one they called Henry.

I'm sure you will, dear.

I thought you had your heart set on a prince.

A girl with your beauty, a girl with your talents,

a girl who can...

Father, you're bragging again.

But don't you think he was nice?

Most thankful he rode with the Captain of the guard.

But if that Count Flax comes here again,

I don't know what I'll do.

But if he dares to set foot in this house again...

Open the door in the name of the king!

It's you, Count Flax!

Please, come in. Always a welcome guest in my house.

Did you come back for the grain?

The king wants to see you.

Me? The king wants to see me?

Of course he does... doesn't he?

Yes, of course.

Word has finally reached the great King Mezzer of your beauty,

and he wants you to marry the prince.

I'm sure of it.

I'll come with you. The dishes can wait.

Steady! Steady!

Open the gates!

Steady, now.

This way, madam.

Now hear my judgment.

You, woodsman, are correct.

And you, farmer, are also correct.

But, Sire, if we are both right,

then who gets to keep the golden egg?

I do.

And I also get to keep the bird.

- I think that's fair, don't you? - Quite fair, Your Highness.

But... but...

The last man who said "but" had his head chopped off.

Isn't that right, Your Majesty?

Sire.

The miller and his daughter.

Show them in.

Welcome to the palace.

You may rise.

You must be the miller.

Yes, I am, Your Graceship. At your service.

And you, beautiful young lady,

you must be this fine miller's daughter.

That she is, Your Lordliness.

Katie is her name.

She has a tongue in her head, hasn't she?

Yes, I do, and you ought not talk to a taxpaying subject like that.

Your Highness.

Count Flax here tells me you've managed to avoid paying your taxes.

- I can explain, Your Majesty. - Silence!

But I understand you can make up for that slight oversight, can't you?

I don't understand what you mean.

Your father says you have a magical touch.

It's true, Sire.

Everything she touches turns to gold.

Why, just the other day, she...

Then you can spin some straw into gold...

...for me, just a teeny-weeny bit?

Tell me, pretty young lady...

Is your father telling the truth?

Be careful.

I don't take kindly to liars.

Yes, Your Majesty.

Then you'll do it?

Steady, Mezzer.

You'll be able to spin some straw into gold?

She can never do that.

I'll do my best, Your Majesty.

Well said.

I command that a room be prepared

with one spinning wheel and a...

...a bale of straw.

You will spend the night in the room

and spin the straw into gold threads.

Are you prepared to be put to this test?

Yes, Your Majesty.

Good.

Very, very good!

I just love gold!

And you will find that for this service to the realm,

I, too, can be very generous.

But if we discover that this is all a lie,

that you cannot indeed spin straw into gold,

then you will undergo the most severe punishment in the land.

Thank you, my dear.

You do understand, don't you?

We understand, Your Majesty.

Take the girl out and prepare the room.

L... I must have more gold!

Now, don't get your hopes up too much, my dear.

The king has decided to put her to a test.

Your friends can't help you now, my pretty.

All of this straw I must spin into gold

When the king speaks, one must do as she is told

Why did my father insist such a lot

That I am a spinner of gold, when I'm not?

I need a miracle

Only a miracle

Could help me now

In my hour of need

Things seem impossible

Clearly impossible

Papa, you see where your stories can lead

Blaming your foolish pride

Won't make things right

You'll see by the dawn's early light

I need a miracle

Without a miracle

How will I get through this night?

Papa?

I met a girl today

Bright as a summer's day

And for the first time

I've fallen in love

Though we have barely met

Don't let me lose her yet

If there is hope, send it down from above

Strong is my father's will

And with the dawn

I fear that my love will be gone

Send her a miracle

Magical miracle

Give her the will to go on

Hocus-pocus straw...

Higgledy-piggledy...

No, that's not right.

Ouch!

Good evening, young lady,

and pardon the prying...

...but what is the matter, and why are you crying?

Who are you? What do you want?

I'm a little person, a dwarf, a pygmy, an elf,

and my name is...

Oh, no, you don't.

I'll keep that to myself.

How did you manage to get in here?

How? It was easy to do.

I used this leg, and this one, too,

and walked right over to you.

Why are you here?

I was in the area, so I thought I'd drop by

to see who was crying, and why, why, why.

I'm afraid to tell.

Stop it, stop it, stop it, I say.

If you don't stop this crying, I'll just go away.

Let's go.

The king locked me in this room,

and has commanded me to spin this straw into gold threads,

and I just don't know how.

It takes more than straw to break this elf's back.

What'll you give me if I spin the whole stack?

You can do it?

Spin straw into gold?

There is no challenge you can't lick

provided you know the trick.

Real gold?

Pure gold?

Real gold, pure gold,

authentic and fine.

As good as the gold right out of the mine.

It can be done?

Listen, my dear, I'll make it clear.

If I'm going to be this nice, there is a price.

I want to hear, before I begin,

the gift you will give me for saving your skin.

Would you take this necklace?

My mother gave it to me before she died.

Here. Take it.

Well...

...not bad.

Not bad.

It's decent enough pay.

Now let's get to work, immediately, right away.

Spinning wheel, spinning wheel, spin as I say.

Spin into gold your threads made of hay.

Spinning wheel, spinning wheel, whirring and purring,

turning and burning.

O spin it, O spin it, to spin is my law...

spin into gold all this bundle of straw!

Sim Sabalim, let us begin!

It's true! The straw is becoming threads of gold!

More! More! As much as you can hold!

Straw is worth its weight in gold!

We did it.

It's so hard to believe. It's like a dream.

It's no dream.

It's real and true.

You've got your freedom, I've got my due.

Now say good-bye.

Farewell. Adieu.

Good-bye.

I'd like to see her myself, alone...

one last time.

I'm sorry, Miss, that I should be the one to have to fetch you like this.

It's tragic, you being so young and so very pretty.

But guard, I passed the test.

I've spun the gold.

I know, I know, and I shall make sure you get a last request.

But look... I'm free.

See the gold?

It's gold!

It's really gold!

Your Majesty, behold.

Gold!

I'm rich!

I'm rich!

Richer than ever I dreamed!

- Did you really spin this gold? - Yes, ma'am, I did.

It's a trick!

- It's a miracle. - It's wonderful.

Thank you, good sir.

I still say it's a trick.

Perhaps it was just beginner's luck.

It's as her father says... everything she touches turns to gold.

It's not enough.

- What?! - I want more.

Yes! Put her to the test once more.

But I have proven to you...

Then you shouldn't have any trouble doing it again.

But Sire...

Silence! I've spoken.

If the girl succeeds, she and her father can have a royal title.

But remember the penalty for failure.

But Sire, why do you desire more gold?

I'm greedy

So greedy

Greedy for the gold I haven't got

It's an itty-bitty craving that's ever so depraving

You may well think I'm raving, but I'm not

I'm greedy

Yes, indeedy

Greed must be a monarch's golden rule

It's a nagging sort of yearning whose symptoms keep returning

To make you smack your lips and start to drool

I don't hide it, I flaunt it

When I see gold, I cannot help but want it

Gold is something enticing

Why, when you see a cake

Don't you just love to lick the icing?

I'm greedy

So greedy

Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme more

Give him more!

More is what I really long for

It's what I sing this song for

It's more that makes me greedy to the core

Old King Midas, known for all your greed

Stand aside 'cause I'm gonna take the lead

He's greedy

Yes, indeedy

Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme gold

I want gold to pave the streets with

And gold to line my sheets with

And gold to gild the lily when she's cold

If he could chew it, he'd do it

Well, I have

I'm proud to say there's nothing to it

He was willing

How thrilling

Well, how else do you suppose

I got this mouthful of golden fillings?

He's greedy

Yes, indeedy

And we love him just the way he is

With his charm so rare

He's a king beyond compare

And you'll never see a set of teeth like his

Send your taxes in today, I'll end up with half your pay

Yes, indeedy

I'm not needy

I'm greedy!

Hurray!

The necklace! The necklace! Why was I so reckless?

I just got it today, and now it's melted away!

The necklace! The necklace! Why was I so reckless?

Lock her up!

Where are you, little man?

Come out, come out, wherever you are.

Where is he?

Sure is a lot of hay.

Straw into gold!

Simba Salderinda!

Is that you?

Are you there?

Well, hello there.

I think we have met,

and then, as now, your eyes are wet.

Could it really be you?

That's right, it's me,

the man of small height who got you out of a spot that was tight.

Now, here's what I'd like to know... the reason why you're crying so.

You can see for yourself, kind elf.

The greedy king has locked me up with another load of straw,

and he wants it to be gold by morning.

Or else.

If I spin the gold, what do I get for all of my kindness, toil and sweat?

My ring.

Would you take my ring?

Here, please take it.

Let me see.

Let me look.

A precious reward in anyone's book.

Not bad, not bad.

In fact, it's quite nice.

Young lady...

...it's a deal.

The ring is the price.

Sim Sabalim, let the wheel spin.

- Mezzer? - What?

How do you think she does it?

Are you awake?

If she succeeds again tonight, I fear Henry will ask for her hand.

I don't want our son to marry a miller's daughter.

Do you, Mezzer?

No, no, I didn't think you did.

I'm going to get to the bottom of this.

- Come along, now. - Yes, Majesty.

- Do as I say. - Yes, Majesty.

- Listen at the door. - Yes, Majesty.

- What do you hear? - Absolutely nothing.

Fool! Emily, listen at the door.

What do you hear?

I'll do it myself.

I'm sure somebody's in there.

Mother, what are you doing here?

- Henry, what are you doing here? - Well, I...

They all listened at the door and heard nothing,

but I am convinced that there is someone in there with that girl.

Listen for yourself.

- Well? - I can hear absolutely nothing.

Hold the child up to the transom. Quickly! Quickly!

What do you see? What do you see?

You're sure?

I assure you, Queen Grizzelda,

not even a mouse could get into that room.

We're done at last!

The straw is turned to gold. It can't be true.

No, my friend... no dream, no lie.

It's real.

And now, adieu.

Good-bye.

Good-bye.

I hope, I hope, I hope, I hope, I hope.

Open your eyes, and you'll get a big surprise.

I can't see.

I'm blinded!

She did it!

She did it!

I now have a mountain of gold!

Oh, I feel so good!

I'm so happy, dear, that you now have all this gold.

But is it enough?

Sire?

Right here in the Old Book,

the law laid down by your great-great-great-great grandfather

says, "When a test is given to a subject

"to determine his devotion to my kingdom,

thrice must the chance be given to prove the heart is of gold."

- Did he really say that? - See for yourself, Sire.

But surely once is enough.

For this last effort,

the girl should be rewarded and not subjected to a further test.

Quiet. I'm thinking.

Further, Mezzer...

I myself heard voices in the spinning room last night.

And I was there too, and heard nothing.

We even lifted Emily to the door.

Well?

Tell the truth.

Well, out with it!

Sire, you know she cannot speak.

Oh, yes, of course. I forgot.

Well...

Well, well.

Well.

Not enough.

- Not enough?! - Is not His Majesty pleased?

No! It's not enough.

According to the law, she must be tested a third time.

No!

What's the matter, dear?

Can't you do it?

Well... of course I can. I mean...

If she is to be put to the ultimate test,

then she must gain the ultimate reward.

That sounds fair.

What is it?

To marry a prince.

Marry the prince?

But if she fails...

She dies.

Good! That's fair enough.

Then it's all set.

If you succeed this time, you'll marry the prince.

And you'll become the princess of the land.

But if you fail...

Oh, it's you.

Did you have a good rest?

Yes, I feel much better, thank you.

Spinning all that straw must be very wearisome.

Tell me, if you pass the test, will you marry the prince?

I don't know. I guess so.

Why? Would you mind?

Well, who am I to go against the king's wishes?

After all, he is the king.

Yes, of course.

You being a guard, you must obey the king.

- And yet... - Yes? What?

Never mind.

Is he very handsome?

- Who? - The prince.

Oh, the prince. Well...

All my life, I've wanted to marry a prince.

Would you like me to introduce you to the prince?

Look into the pool.

You.

More! More, I say! More!

Hide in there and keep your eyes open.

I don't get along, so I live by myself.

I'm wicked and grumpy, a mean little elf.

When children see me, away they all run screaming.

The ring! The ring! How could I lose such a precious thing?

My foot! My foot!

It's broke! I can't go on, or I'll go up in smoke!

Oh, my.

Hey! I'm here!

Come out, come out, wherever you are.

I could eat the straw.

Where is he?

I knew you'd come. Where are you?

What are you doing here?

You're the queen's spy, aren't you?

Can't you speak?

Well, why were you eating the straw?

Oh, you were trying to help.

Well, that's very sweet of you,

but unless you can spin straw into gold,

I'm afraid the queen's going to be very happy.

Who's there?

I think we've met once or twice...

your friend the dwarf, to be precise.

I'm so glad to see you again, mister...

Nobody knows my name, and no one ever will.

I'm very relieved you've come.

The king has ordered me to spin this grand pile of straw into gold,

but the queen has sent this spy to make sure I don't trick the court.

Snitching isn't very nice.

With a little fairy dust, I could put her on ice.

That won't be necessary.

She'd help if she could, wouldn't you?

The king really knows the meaning of greed.

Does he really know what he has decreed?

If I spin all this straw into gold,

I'm to marry the prince.

But I must finish it by morning, or else.

Or else?

You will be a princess bride with little children at her side.

What will you offer the magical creature

if he makes quite sure all the straw is gone

and turned into gold by the break of dawn?

- All of it? - And he can do it, too.

I don't have anything to give.

- Nothing at all? - Nothing.

Not even a tiny little ring, or some old, half-precious thing?

How about some worthless item?

You must have things... where do you hide 'em?

- I have nothing. - That's too bad.

'Cause it's wrong to agree to do so much work,

and to do it for free!

Isn't there any other way?

Oh, yes.

If you become the prince's spouse,

and come here to live in this great big house,

then in return for all the gold that I've piled,

you will give me...

What? What?

Your very first child!

My child?

My first child?

Positively yes... that's the price.

I will do everything in my power

to protect you from any injustice in the future.

I promise to give you my first child.

- Do you swear? - I swear.

Now prepare to watch the magic

as it saves your fate from being tragic.

Sim Sabalim, let the wheel spin.

My foot, it's broke. But don't worry, it's nothing.

I can always try something else.

Sim Sabalim, let the wheel spin!

My foot!

My heel! I can't spin the wheel!

Sim Sabalim, let the wheel spin!

Sim Sabalim, let the wheel spin!

Sim Sabalim, let the wheel spin!

It's tragic... there's no magic.

More! More!

Your first child! Your first child!

I knew you could do it.

Will you be my bride?

Most assuredly... on two conditions.

Whatever your heart desires.

First, that you ask my father for permission.

Gladly.

Secondly, that I never have to see another spinning wheel ever again.

I love the miller's daughter

I want her to be my wife

I'll marry her and care for her

And she'll live happily all her life

I love the miller's daughter

No lovelier girl I've seen

She won my heart right from the start

And now I want her to be my queen

Three times she proved her worth

A subject loyal and true

I'd move heaven and earth

To have her, wouldn't you?

With a crown on my head

I'll eat breakfast in bed

On fine gold-plated china

I'll dine when I'm queen of the castle

I told you she could turn straw into gold.

You did, you did.

We can turn beer into hair.

- Beer into hair? - Yeah, like this.

Cheers.

Congratulations, and don't forget...

the firstborn child is what I get.

What's wrong, my dear?

Nothing. I was frightened by a black bird, that's all.

In the valley, down the hill

There stands Grandpa's pretty mill

He will make you soft white flour

Baby

Rest an hour

The dwarf! What are you doing here?

Look how dandy... a little knave!

I'll have me a proper slave.

Go away! I'll call the guards.

What do you want?

What do I want?

What do I want?

You made me a promise, what I plan to take...

the child for my labor, asleep or awake.

I didn't know what I was saying.

You can't have my baby.

I saved your skin, now I want what's due.

The child is mine... you know this is true.

Please, take anything you want... gold or jewels...

but leave me my child.

My dear, you're being quite bold.

You know quite well I don't need gold.

I want to have a living toy.

Now, stand by your word... give me the boy!

No, please, I beg you.

You were once so good to me.

You took mercy on me then.

Please take mercy on me again.

Ask anything else.

Ask her to guess your name.

All right, my pretty.

Do you know the secret name by which I go?

Your name?

Yes, my name.

That's what I want to hear from you.

I'll give you three days to discover my name.

If you can guess my name within three days,

you can keep the child.

If not...

...the child will be mine.

I'll return tomorrow.

Drat! I'm stuck!

Thank you.

Aaron, Absalom, Abraham, Abe

What must I do to save my little babe?

Abel, Abernathy, Abner, Ace

I'll never get done at such a pace

Barney, Bernie or Bernard

Bertram, Bob... it's just too hard

Casper, Constantine, and on and on

My, aren't you glad that we named you John?

One little name is all I lack

But it's a tough old nut to crack

Get through the D's, then through the G's

Then through the P's and on through the Z's

If I simply let the alphabet unfold, what names I might find

Tell me, wise old book from off the shelf

Tell me, what would an elf call himself?

One little name is all I seek

What if it's Latin or it's Greek?

One little name, one little word

Bet it's a name that I've never heard

Like Grizladimir

Velshustahitz

Gesundheit!

One name

And I haven't got a clue

One name

Could it be Sally or Sue?

I could go on rewriting tomes

Making up names for naughty gnomes

There's only one, one that will fit

How do you find the one that is it

When you've only got three days

And there must be a million ways

To make the endless list of possibilities?

Please... please...

One little name will pass the test

One little name and I can rest

One little name is all I ask

It should be such a simple task

What if it's Ed or even Ted?

What if it's Joe, or how about Fred?

But something tells me that it's not

And so compels me not to stop

But keep on reading, keep on writing

Day and night

Till I've finally won this grueling guessing game

And I've won with the one and only right

One little name

Is it Abdullah?

No.

Abernathy?

Abner?

Ace?

Adler?

Axittyumends?

Drexel?

Ebenezer?

Gunther?

Helsinki?

Hiawatha?

You missed again.

They are not I. Go ahead, give it one more try.

Magoo.

No, no, no. You still don't know.

Now it's time for us to go.

Princess, what brings you out so late at night?

I need your help.

- Anything, Your Majesty. - Anything.

Just name it.

I wish I could... name it, I mean.

I don't quite follow.

Listen, this is what you'll have to do,

and you must not fail.

- Oh, boy. An adventure. - Not now, Alph.

Go ahead, Princess. You can count on us.

Yes.

There's a magical elf who lives in our kingdom.

An... elf, Your Majesty?

We're here on official business from the palace.

- You there, what's your name? - Why?

You going to report me or something?

No, no. We're looking for the name of a particular elf.

- Sarah? - Nah.

- Austin? - Nah.

James? Matt?

Dixie?

Pinocchio?

Tom? Dick? Harry?

No, no, no! I have yet to be found!

That's enough. You've lost this round.

- Doodlesack! - I said that's enough!

You can guess my name as the day is long,

but everyone is wrong, wrong, wrong.

You have until tomorrow dawn,

at which time I will claim your son, Baby John.

Oh, Emily, I fear I am lost.

Does anyone here know my name?

Don't spoil the game.

Today I shall brew

And tomorrow I'll bake

A big batch of trouble and mischief I'll make

Playing tricks is part of the game

When your name is...

I don't get along

So I live by myself

I'm wicked and grumpy

A mean little elf

When children see me

Away they all run

Screaming, "Look, it's..."

Oh, wouldn't you like to come with me

To the edge of the world where I dwell?

Oh, how would you like to come and see

All the magic I use in a spell?

A fat baby boy

Tomorrow I'll claim

'Cause nobody ever

Guesses my name

It's still a secret

I'll say it again

My name is

Yes, my name is

Yes, my name is

It's...

Wake up, little girl.

Wake up.

Rumpelstiltskin.

His name is Rumpelstiltskin.

Caw! Wake up!

Ru... Ru...

Rum...

The boy is mine, you know it's true,

unless since yesterday my name you knew.

I fear I cannot guess your name.

No!

Please! No!

Please, leave me my baby! Please!

Please, I beg you!

- It's mine! - Don't take my child!

Please!

What is it, Emily?

Ru... Ru...

I don't understand.

Ru... Rumpelstiltskin. Rumpelstiltskin.

What is that?

The dwarf?

Don't try to trick an elf. It might be fatal to your health.

Just one minute, little man.

It just so happens I'm not ready to give up the fight.

And this time, I think I'll get it right.

Well, go ahead and try it. If you guess, I can't deny it.

Is your name Brobdignandian?

No, no, no!

Is it Salvador?

Not even close!

Is it...

...Rumpelstiltskin?

Rumpel...

Rumpelstiltskin?

I've been swindled, robbed, tricked!

The devil told you that!

Oh, no! Oh, no!

I'm falling!

Ralph just told me you were in some kind of trouble.

No, no trouble.

Nothing Emily and I couldn't handle.

So there really is no danger?

When you're good and smart and kind of heart,

there's nothing you can't win.

And it never hurts to remember a name like...

Rumpelstiltskin.

Straw into gold

Straw into gold

Such miracles, we say

Don't happen every day

Straw into gold

Straw into gold

Impossible it seems

Beyond our wildest dreams

But Rumpelstiltskin

Spinning, weaving

Strands of shimmering gold

Soon had everyone believing

The stories they'd been told

Straw into gold

Straw into gold

Amazing as it sounds

A king could wear a crown

Made from straw gathered from the ground

He loved the miller's daughter

He wanted her as his wife

He married her, will care for her

And she'll live happily all her life

He loved the miller's daughter

No lovelier girl he'd seen

She won his heart right from the start

And he wanted her as his queen

She truly proved her worth

Her loyalty through and through

He moved heaven and earth

To have her with him, too

He loved the miller's daughter

He wanted her as his wife

He married her, will care for her

And she'll live happily all her life

Straw into gold

Straw into gold

Such miracles, we say

Don't happen every day

Straw into gold

Straw into gold

Impossible it seems

Beyond our wildest dreams

But Rumpelstiltskin

Spinning, weaving

Strands of shimmering gold

Soon had everyone believing

The stories they'd been told

Straw into gold

Straw into gold

Amazing as it sounds

A king could wear a crown

Made from straw

Gathered from the ground