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FABULOUS GODMOTHER: Once upon a time...

...there was an old-fashioned kingdom

bound by tradition.

Here, everyone had a part to play,

and they played it without question.

Little did they know,

their world was about to change.

But until it did, y'all...

this village of hardworking citizens

moved to the same beat day after day,

generation after generation.

for a better way

-

of the rhythm nation

the rhythm nation

FABULOUS GODMOTHER: And over here

is where our story begins, at the humble home

of a practical woman named Vivian,

who was alone again

after the death of her second husband.

a better way of life

Vivian's daughters:

the obnoxious Malvolia

and the self-absorbed Narissa.

She cray.

-

of the rhythm nation

-Um, yeah.

They can be a lot.

I'm winning!

-Whee!

And down here,

in this dingy basement,

the stepdaughter, Ella.

Or, as her stepsisters call her, Cinderella,

because her skin was often besmirched by cinders

and her stepsisters were not that clever.

Right now, she's dreaming of a world

in which she can live her life any way she wants.

Uh, watch it now. You about to roll over on that...

-...pin.

the future holds

your head up to the sky

cause you tears

unless you try

you gotta be bad

you gotta be wiser

you gotta be tough

you gotta be calm

We are a part of the rhythm nation

-

if you can't stand the pace

-

staring you in the face

you gotta be bold

you gotta be tough

you gotta be calm

-Smashed it! -Perfectamundo.

Take that, birds.

Good morning, my beady-eyed friends.

You hungry?

-Oh, yeah. -Nod your head, mates.

-All she hears is squeaks. -Mm. Come to papa.

- Ooh.

you gotta be bold

gotta be wiser

you gotta be tough

gotta be stronger

you gotta be calm

keep it together

-

a better way of life?

-

the rhythm nation

-

are we looking for

-

-

-

-

are we looking for

-

of the rhythm nation

all I know is love

Unhappy with the tea, Stepmother?

Imagine if you served such swill to your future husband.

How long would it take for him to abandon you?

To understand just how worthless you are?

Learn from this and never do it again.

I thought she was rather hard on her.

-I thought she could've gone harder. -Quiet.

Cinderella, now that you're an orphan,

it's important for you to remember that

it's only my love for your father-- rest his soul--

that stands between you and a life on the street.

Yes, of course. And that's why I'm so thankful for...

You could be so pretty...

if you took even a second to comb that hair of yours.

Oh, you're in. Good morning, Ella.

Mr. Cecil.

It's Mr. Cecil!

I'm curious-- do you really need that cane?

No, but chicks dig it.

-Oh. -THOMAS: Vivian.

Thomas.

And all the girls.

Lucky Thomas.

-There they go.

Freshly picked from the farm.

Parsnips, turnips, rutabagas.

The fleshiest fruit of the earth.

Would you like to come in?

Yes... N-No.

No, no, not today. Yeah, I just wanted to check in on you

and make sure that your, uh, blossoming daughters

are, uh...

um, managing.

Makes my skin crawl.

-Mine, too. -I'm into it.

All right, then.

Now I've got this mental image

to nourish me through the day, I'll be going.

CINDERELLA: Ew.

Fortune has smiled upon this house.

My daughters have a suitor.

You mean this daughter has a suitor.

The others have heartache and jealousy.

Oh, ha-ha-ha.

Yeah, no, I am not a match for Thomas.

Well, you must make yourself a match for someone.

Yes.

I understand, Stepmother.

Here comes our girl.

Oh, boy, she's got heavy feet.

JAMES: Oh, I slept in that fabric.

JOHN: Shh!

a world outside

that understands

the whispers

you're walking in

staring at me

I know who I'm gonna be

it's gonna wake up and see

-Ooh. -Ooh, nice.

a shot in the dark

to be wrong

know my name

is always racing

round the room

I don't wanna do

staring at me

I know who I'm gonna be

a shot in the dark

-

-Oh!

know my name

now and then

that I could be

all along in her head

is hard to see

a shot in the dark

-

-

-

know my name, yeah

know my name.

God.

That's disgusting.

Well, thank you for coming in.

Well, before your aide-de-camp loses a hand...

This is called a world map.

Now, take a look at this blob here and here.

If we marry, our blobs would join up,

and we would control the world

all the way to this huge sea monster.

Mm, the sea monster.

You know, I really just

don't have the time in my schedule

to be controlling these far-off lands.

I am just too busy.

LAURA: Doing what?

You spent three whole days drinking and foxhunting.

That was a lot of hard work.

Now, you try tracking a fox when drunk.

-It's impossible. -No, it isn't!

You didn't.

-Do not hit me, sweet prince! -

No, no, no, no!

I promise, milord,

you can keep gallivanting here with your merry bros,

and I'll have other interests.

We never have to be together, except for royal events,

war planning and when we have to engage

in the disgusting practice of making a son.

WILBUR: Yeah?

Your offer is intriguing,

but I have no intention on settling down anytime soon.

I see.

He's not working with much upstairs,

and I'd be surprised if it was different elsewhere.

-She knows what I'm talking about. -

yeah, I took over from Barry

but he died of dysentery

the announcements of the day

you like the way they play

for you ladies and gents

is soon gonna commence

better than the shire fair

royal family will be there

-

and our Queen Beatrice

you don't wanna miss

Princess Gwen, no doubt

and the old roll out

Are they rosy yet?

The pain is quite terrific.

-Ladies, are we ready?

What in God's name are you doing?

Bringing color to her cheeks.

-Good idea.

-Where's Cinderella? -She's still in that basement.

-Cinderella! -I'm starting to think she doesn't like us.

Cinderella! Girls, can you help me?

ALL: Cinderella!

STEPSISTERS Cinderella!

-VIVIAN: Cinderella! -STEPSISTERS: Cinderella!

You called?

Yes, stepchild.

Don't be dense.

I'm sorry, I-I was just...

About to make an excuse?

I could truly care less.

Grab your things. Try not to make us late.

The changing of the guard waits for no one.

Cinderella?

Yeah?

Do you think I look pretty?

I think you look so pretty.

But...

honestly, who cares what I think?

Who cares what anyone thinks?

What matters is how you feel when you look in the mirror.

That's deep.

How do I feel...

about myself?

Uh...

Yeah, I do.

I feel pretty.

Cool.

You have dirt on your face.

Please, girls, we're going to be late.

What is that?

It's a dress.

I made it.

-Why? -I don't know.

I-I just thought,

since the whole kingdom will be there today,

I could find someone who will maybe buy it.

To think that any girl, let alone you,

would have the audacity to engage

in matters of business, it's insane.

I will not have you embarrassing this household

with your blasphemy.

Don't ever let me catch you trying such nonsense again.

Put the dress down.

Yes, Stepmother.

Good.

Now... shoulders back.

-No slouching.

And smile.

Every girl is worth more when she smiles.

What are you doing?

I am stewing in my own anger.

Oh, okay.

You turned down the daughter

of Lord Reginald.

I guess she wasn't the one.

She was!

I would've had control of all the territories

right up to the domain of the sea monster.

Well, perhaps you should marry the sea monster, Robert.

I would have to have grandmother's ring resized.

You keep overlooking his behavior,

-and he'll never grow out of it. -Stop.

He's gonna make a fine king.

Is it me,

or is your throne just a little bit taller

-than it was yesterday? -

-I mean, it really looks... -Oh, don't be ridiculous.

-Quite a bit. -And even if it is,

I have every right to make it taller.

I'm king.

Mm. Yes.

And I am ridiculous.

If you need me, I shall be in my chambers.

Brushing my hair.

Until it all falls out.

So we good? 'Cause I got a thing.

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh.

You're bringing shame on this family, Robert.

Have you seen this?

ROBERT: "The Roundabout Players present The King's Idiot Son."

Ooh, do you think we can still get tickets?

I'm becoming a laughingstock.

I think you're overreacting.

Well, why don't you ask the Roundabout Players

if I'm overreacting?

They are currently

in a dark windowless room under the castle.

You can't leave actors alone in a basement without attention.

They'll die!

When you marry, you'll settle down.

You'll stop behaving like my idiot son,

and the perception of the people will be

that you take the crown seriously.

-You can't control me. -

Oh, that's exactly what I can do.

That's the perk of being the king.

But I feel nothing for these women.

It's crazy to think I'm actually gonna

fall in love with one of them.

Kings marry for power,

-not for love. -

Oh, well, it's perfect then that Mother came with

three castles and a hundred horses,

or I suppose I never would've been born!

-Silence! -

Don't talk about what you don't understand. Hmm?

Continue to defy me, and just out of spite,

I'll give it all-- the crown,

the palace,

everything-- to your sister.

CHOIR:

Leave us, Gwen.

Sorry.

I would be embarrassed

if I wasn't so bored with my life.

But since I'm here, I would love to stay

and help sort out this whole crown issue.

You've been excused, Gwen.

Right.

But would this be a good time for me to mention

how the kingdom could use the power of the wind

-instead of burning filthy coal? -Go!

Father, you know how badly I want to be king.

Now, to make sure your nuptials

are done properly and on my schedule, we shall hold a ball.

-No.

Yes. We'll invite every woman of worth.

You'll dance. You'll be charming.

You shall find a bride.

-Hmm? -No, no, no.

D-Dancing at these things is so... mannered.

And formal.

We look like fools!

Of course we do.

But women love it.

Good God, Robert, if a rich man ever lost a woman,

it was to a man who could dance.

Why do I have to explain everything to you?

This is insane!

I can't just pick some bride at a ball.

And then what?

We're-we're supposed to grow old together?

Into our 40s?

I mean, what are we even gonna talk about?

You will go to the ball.

You will find someone.

That's an order.

Now, go dress.

I expect you to look sharp for the changing of the guard. Hmm?

Nothing?

-

Don't be late.

"Don't be late."

Well?

You heard the king.

Each morning I get up, I die a little

-

in the mirror and cry

Lord, what you're doing to me

-

get no relief

-

-

in my bones

-

-

-

-

from my eyes, Lord

-

-

-

-

-

to put me down

-

of water in my brain

to love

-

-

-

-

-

-

-

-

-

-

-

-

-

-Dude. -

Get off my dad!

-

Oh, good.

Everyone's staring at me, just as I'd hoped.

I'm sorry, Your Highness!

It's just really hard to see in the back.

Might I suggest you put some bleachers back there?

Give us short peasants a chance?

"I hereby decree all short peasants

shall be pardoned by the king."

ROWAN: Get down now!

He doesn't-- He didn't think that was funny, did he?

Oop, bird poo.

-

-

- Excuse me, sorry.

I'll play your silly game,

but only if every girl in the kingdom is invited to the ball,

regardless of wealth or stature.

Marrying a commoner is not at all what I meant.

Father, please.

Deep down, you need me to be king.

What a black mark it'll be on your name

if I don't continue the line.

So, what option do you really have?

Too subtle?

Not subtle enough?

Fine.

So it shall be.

Don't even think about it, Gwen.

You're literally not even going to let me

have a seat at the table?

I don't make up the rules. I'm just the king.

Right.

So you're just going to wander about until you find her,

wearing that ridiculous disguise?

It works, Wilbur.

Nobody recognizes me.

Lucky for you.

Ah, no, too much.

What? The-the makeup?

-No, you look like a pirate. -You look like a pirate.

Unnecessary.

You know, I can't believe that you're willing to sully

the dignity of the royal family for some commoner.

Wilbur, you sound old.

-I'm just... -Just what?

She's-she's beautiful.

She's witty. She's fearless.

I mean, holy hell, did you see the way she talked to my father?

-So mouthy. -And glorious.

I must know her.

So, yes, I'm gonna walk the streets

until I find her, reveal my true self,

and then personally invite her to the ball.

Unless, of course, it turns out

that she's got a couple bats in the old belfry,

in which case, I will realize that my feelings were incorrect

and...

slowly back away.

It is your belfry that has bats.

I do not have a single bat in my belfry.

No, there are multiple bats in your belfry.

I am the prince, and I say

that your belfry is the one with the bats.

Well, I'm the prince's best friend,

and I say that yours is one with the bats.

I'm your best friend, right?

I have lots of friends.

Of course you're my best friend.

Yeah, thought so.

Beautiful human.

Bats.

Look at that.

Wow.

You know, it's a good thing

Stepmother never comes down here.

She does not approve of pets.

Or charity.

Or kindness of any sort, really.

And she'd definitely stop you from doing

whatever it is you're doing right now, which is beautiful.

And only a little bit gross.

A little bit? It's revolting.

She needs to throw that out.

-I don't mind it. -CINDERELLA: All right.

Because life outside this basement...

...starts right now.

Girls, it shouldn't be so hard.

But it is.

Work is always hard.

Why are we doing Cinderella work?

Because I want you to see what you're in for if you don't marry

a man of means, like Thomas.

Thomas.

He's quite the catch.

Too bad he hasn't been back in days.

Well, if it's not Thomas,

then it will just have to be some other man.

Like him?

VIVIAN: No.

No, no, no, no, no.

Do not cast your eyes on some farm boy.

In this life, you must marry rich.

Get yourself a man who can pay for everything,

and then you will never so much as have to hang

your wet undergarments again.

-I'm-a go see if he needs a wife. -No.

Farm boy is off the table.

No matter how toothsome he may be, and...

...and toothsome he is.

Ew, what does that mean?

It's how old people say "poppin'."

-Ah. -VIVIAN: You must always think

and act like this.

some boys hug me

proper credit

-

-

with the cold, hard cash

in a material world

-

But what about romance?

Oh, please.

Listen up.

raise my interest

-

-

-

who save their pennies

in a material world

-Get it? -Yes!

in a material world

in a material world

in a material world

-

-

-

CINDERELLA: "And Sons."

"Y Hermanos."

"And Sons."

-Lovely day for a stroll. -Mm-hmm.

I just adore your headpiece.

You know, it'd go beautifully with this dress I made.

-I can give you a fair price. -Shame on you.

Trying to sell me a dress you clearly stole

from the lady you serve.

No, I-I stitched this with my own two hands.

I should alert the king's guard and have you arrested,

you street urchin.

Arrest--?

Okay.

CINDERELLA: Ladies and gentlemen!

For a mere five pieces of silver,

who would like to purchase this one-of-a-kind,

completely non-stolen dress?

Here's a laugh.

This girl fancies herself a businessman.

Don't-Don't listen to him. This is a one-of-a-kind design.

I'd stop while you're ahead, missy.

-Who on earth do you think you are? -Honestly.

But...

Sounds like you need to lower your price.

Sir, please don't pile on, okay?

Not today.

No, no, I'm sorry. It's a beautiful dress.

Right? I should be allowed to sell it.

Sure, but women can't own shops.

-Uh-huh. And that's unfair. -Is it?

Yes!

Us ladies give birth.

We run households.

Surely we can run a business.

Can't be that hard.

I mean, wouldn't it just be great

if I could have my own shop?

Right here.

I could hang my garments on that side.

And I'd say things like, "Thank you. Come again."

Or, "Hot enough out there for ya?"

What?

It's banter.

It breaks the ice.

Okay. What am I doing? I'm going home.

-I'm talking to a stranger. -I'll take it.

Take what?

The dress. I'll buy it.

Is this pity?

Are you doing this 'cause you feel sorry for me?

-Because that's really nice, but... -No.

I'm just trying to do my part to correct a flawed system.

What's your price? I mean, the brooch alone...

Oh, the brooch.

That was my mother's.

I never knew her, but I want to believe

she'd rather me have my dreams than her brooch, so...

I'll pay triple what you're asking.

You?

Don't judge a book by its cover, milady.

there'll be a ball

night could change your life

finally find his wife

all the single ladies

to the ball is invited

So take a bath, do your hair

paint your nails

to impress, yes

yo, uh

underqualified, nah

yo, uh

y'all, uh

Prince Robert needs a ball to find his bride.

What is wrong with him?

Maybe nothing's wrong with him.

I heard he just wants to allow

anyone the chance to fall in love with him.

How conceited is that?

Rumors must be true.

What, pray tell, are the rumors?

You know, that he serves no real function

other than to wreck things.

That the real brains of the family is Princess Gwen.

Duh.

Oh, and that he's a mama's boy

who I heard, from time to time,

still gets spanked on the tush-tush.

-Not true at all, though. -Ah, maybe.

Sounds like a vicious lie to me.

So does this mean you're not coming to the ball?

No way.

I mean, the whole thing is weird and antiquated.

Not my thing.

Nice to meet you.

You know, we live in a very old-fashioned kingdom,

but the ball, I mean,

there'll be guests there from all over the world,

open-minded people with cash to spare.

Now, I know them.

I can introduce you if you'd like.

Why would you do that?

I mean, you just met me.

Let's just say I know what it feels like

to not quite fit into the crate you were born into.

And I... I believe in you.

Then, yes.

I'll go.

Huzzah!

What?

I heard a proper person say that one time when he was excited.

Ah, look who's been around a proper person.

Just once.

I once shared an apple with a goat named King Rowan.

Well, I'm sure the prince will definitely pick you.

I doubt it. I'm dirty.

I smell like a basement.

My best friends are mice. It's a whole thing.

I-I will just find you at the ball.

Thank you for this.

You're welcome.

Hope the dress fits!

Gonna try it on as soon as I get home.

He's kind of cute.

Give me your finest fabrics, please, sir.

Yes!

This is it.

This is my chance.

Hmm.

from where I stay?

I'll choose another way?

-ROBERT:

what everybody else doing

what they all do

how far would I grow?

this road of mine

we could be something

-

No, no, no, no, that's wrong

the things that I can't see?

Ow!

-

that I can't see

-In your dreams! -In your face!

-Girls, please! -ROWAN: I assure you,

Robert will cease to be a distraction.

hope you don't look back

control your life

-

and don't let go

compare you, no

you're not alone

-

I'm wrong, wrong

right, right

I'm wrong, wrong

-ROBERT:

I'm wrong, wrong

CINDERELLA:

right, right

-

-

Thomas.

May I come in?

-

be something for real?

yeah, yeah, oh

-

-Not too fast. -

yeah, yeah, oh

-

-

-

that I can't see

-

be something for real?

the things that I can't

Sorry, ma'am.

NARISSA: I feel great about myself.

All right, turn around. Let me see.

Oh, my.

After tonight, one of you may very well become a princess.

-You really think so?

I do.

And after all the bad things that have happened in our lives,

wouldn't it be nice if we had something good?

It's over. I'm eating a muffin and going to bed.

No.

Did you make that dress?

Mm-hmm.

I suppose it's nice.

It's tasteful.

Thank you.

I'm sorry, I should have said something earlier,

but, Cinderella, you don't need to go to the ball.

What do you mean?

Of course I do.

No, it's for girls who are unbetrothed,

and as of this morning, you are spoken for.

That's impossible.

I speak for me.

No, Thomas has expressed his intentions to marry you.

CINDERELLA: Thomas?

But I don't want to marry Thomas.

-I reject his intentions. -Hush now.

Women who are promised away do not go to balls.

Take off that dress and go back to your basement.

No, but...

Please, Stepmother, I have to go.

My future depends on it.

I-I spent weeks making this dress so that I could

show women from all over the world that I...

Why would you...?

Ow.

You are to stay home

and find a way to be that man's bride.

Upset me further, and you will have no one in this life.

Poor Ella.

She was so looking forward to that ball.

-It's a shame. -Absolutely devastating.

Uh, guys?

Gosh, that's beautiful.

What an improvement.

Adventure time. Let's follow it.

Right behind you.

I really shouldn't run on a full stomach, but okay.

staring at me

a shot in the dark

to be wrong

You did it.

Well done, my friend.

Work! Yes!

Now, this is how you make an entrance.

Allow me to introduce myself.

I am your Fabulous Godmother.

-But-but why? -Baby, you saved me.

And so now I'm here to save you

by sending you to that ball.

Well, I'm not allowed at the ball.

And, quite frankly,

I think you're a figment of my imagination.

Okay, let's not ruin

this incredibly magical moment with reason.

Do you want to go to that ball and meet

a bunch of rich people who will change your life?

Yes, I was just crying

and singing about it like two minutes ago.

Okay, so that would be an affirmative?

Yes.

I can't hear you.

-Yes! -Like you mean it.

Yes!

Then go you shall.

-

take you very far

what it seems

come into view

-Ooh.

to carry on

big and strong

Uh...

You can't wear that to the ball.

I know.

Oh. Look at that.

This is... this is different.

-I've never seen anything like this. -Okay, okay, dang.

You said you wanted to be a businesswoman.

Think, Fab G, think.

Mm.

Did I miss...?

Wait...

for it.

No, no, no, that design is pure fantasy.

I don't even know if it's possible.

Hush. It's magic time.

You know, the wind is really picking up.

I feel like maybe we should take this inside or...

This is gorgeous!

Yas, future queen! Yas!

What's that, Prince?

You'd like to dance?

Ah-ah-ah.

Get in line, Your Highness.

Hold on.

Where am I going?

Wow.

They're beautiful.

They're glass?

Any way you can make 'em more comfortable?

-No. -But you're magic.

Women's shoes are as they are.

Even magic has its limits.

-Oh. -

Ow.

How am I gonna...?

Feet don't work like this.

Getting better.

Oh. Oh.

I'm doing it. -Oh!

a shining star

-

-Go on with your bad self. -

Oh, um, I don't suppose

you could actually get me to the ball, could you?

-Ho... -Ly...

Fudge.

You need footmen.

ROMESH: He sees us.

Well, well, well.

Look at you little disgusting creatures.

You will do.

-JOHN: Do for what? -ROMESH: Yeah, do for what?

-ROMESH: Do for what? -JOHN: Do for what?

JAMES and JOHN: Do for what?!

-Whoa. -JAMES: Where's my tail?

I-I can't balance without my tail.

CINDERELLA: You're boys?

I always assumed you were girls.

And why would you assume that?

Because everyone knows mice are girls and rats are boys.

Well, how do you think rats have more rats?

Moving away from that.

Now, the three of you are going to make sure that

this beautiful young lady gets to the ball.

We're going to the palace?

But we don't even know where the palace is.

We've not been past the front yard.

JAMES: Well, except for that one time when we had to leave

'cause snakes got into the house.

-The what? -Oh.

Yeah, no, we were gonna tell you, but...

FABULOUS GODMOTHER: Okay, focus, people.

You are to make sure that she gets to the ball,

and that is that.

-

-

-Tell 'em, Fab G.

-

-

-

a shining star

-

-

what you can truly be

It's time to go.

Yep, yep. We should... we should...

What am I doing?

My stepmother will disown me.

I mean, she'd throw me out into the street.

She told me she would. She told me she would do that.

Don't worry. As long as you're in that gown,

no one will be able to recognize you.

Actually, that's not good.

I'm meeting a stranger there who's offered to help me.

My, my.

You are high-maintenance.

Fine.

He alone will be the exception.

But when the magic wears off...

Wait a second. That's possible?

Nothing in life ever stays the same,

good or bad.

Just remember--

when the clock strikes midnight, run.

Hyah!

-

Are we really gonna stay up here the whole night

like lifeless bunting?

You know how much I love to dance.

Tonight is not about you. It's about me.

And keeping an eye on our son.

Whether he shows up or not remains to be seen.

Would this be a good time for me to bring up

my comprehensive plan to reduce poverty

-in the urban row housing? -No, darling.

-Read the room. -Never.

Ladies and gentlemen, your prince!

-

what a man, what a man

what a man, what a man

mighty good man

what a man, what a man

what a man, what a man

-

a minute or two

a difference in my world

most men are hos

with another girl

because it's just pathetic

that "he said, she said" crowd

ain't nobody perfect

to those who deserve it

he's worth it

-

the past

that can make me laugh

have your baby

What a man, what a man, what a man

-

what a man, what a man

mighty good man

what a man, what a man

-

what a man, what a man

couldn't hold me back

right behind my back

to myself at night

through my mind

my eyes says leave it alone

coming back my way

-

What a man, what a mighty good man

-

What a man, what a mighty good man

what you want to hear

-

What a man, what a mighty good man

What a man, what a man, what a man

mighty, mighty good man

-

-

-

-

HENCH: Did you see me?

I lifted her up!

GRIFF: Yeah. Yeah, I know. I know!

Where is she?

I'm so sorry.

I don't know what I was thinking.

No, please, forgive me.

I'm not accustomed to being among nobility, Your Grace.

Think nothing of it.

Tonight, we are all equals in the eye of the king.

You're too kind.

My, what lovely shoes.

They're glass.

-I could walk in them easily after, like, four steps.

Now, uh, if you'll excuse me,

I was making my way up to the balcony.

Because the best view is always from on high.

Oh, my God.

Look at us. We're standing outside the palace.

W-We're-we're literally breathing the same air

as the royal family.

Whatever happens after tonight, I'm a changed mouse.

-Mm-hmm. -JAMES: Guys!

I just relieved myself,

and you are not gonna believe how it happens.

Through your front tail. We know.

-Yes! -Unbelievable, isn't it?

-Incredible, right? -It's like...

You're-you're making me want to go again right now.

JAMES: You should go. Go now.

I would. Not got the urge.

I mean, could tonight be any better?!

TATIANA: Excuse me, my dear.

May I ask you a question?

-Yes, Your Highness. -

"Your Highness" was the man whose blood I spilled

to take this crown.

-Ooh. -Call me Tatiana.

-Queen Tatiana. -Of course.

Queen Tatiana.

Where did you get that dress?

It's so structured and yet

so delicate and-and... and beautiful.

Me-me did. I--

It's-it's what I, what-what I, what I done.

What I, what I hope-- I-I do--

I was-- I-I did it.

I cou-- I want to. I...

ROBERT: Good evening, ladies.

First, I would like to thank each and every one of you

for being here.

You are all so beautiful

and have so much to offer.

But if I'm being honest,

there is only one who has captured my attention.

-Sadly, I have not

cast my eyes on her tonight.

-

Sorry. Words. Um... -

I designed it.

Then I am honored to be in the presence

of such an artist.

Would it be possible to see more of your work?

-More than possible. -Good.

I attend lavish events around the world,

and I hate all my clothes.

I'm looking for someone to travel with me

to enliven my wardrobe.

Maybe that person is you.

Me?

We will meet tomorrow when the clock strikes 4:00.

I have an hour before I catch my ship home.

Yes, yes. I'll be at the south end of the market square.

Don't be late. It's unlikely I'll return here,

and I have no patience for those who misuse my time.

-Of course. -After all,

I am a frickin' queen.

This is why you save caterpillars.

ROBERT: A-And then she suggested

that I was a mama's boy who still gets

a little spanking on the tush-tush.

-What?

ROBERT: Oh, now, now.

Don't act like you haven't heard the rumors yourselves.

Look, I'm not ashamed to admit that my mother

is a wonderful, strong woman.

We get along very well.

-But not that well. -

My father, on the other hand,

well, he-he's not exactly getting any younger.

-Oh! -Oh! -

I'm so sorry.

Oh, my God.

That didn't happen. Didn't happen.

And even if it did happen, I'm magic,

-so nobody can see me. -Hi.

-You look, you look so different. -Me different?

You're the one who looks different!

All clean and...

-That's a nice jacket. -

Why would you let me speak so poorly of you to your face?

-I admit it was deceitful, but... -

I mean, it worked. Here you are.

Yes, and I am leaving.

I've seen the dresses, I drank the bubble drink,

and now I actually have a chance to make my dreams come true.

So I'm gonna go.

I'm gonna go while I'm still ahead.

Thank you.

Well, you haven't seen all of the dresses.

Ladies and gentlemen, I'd be remiss if I didn't take

a moment to acknowledge someone truly special.

The people's princess,

my little sister.

Gwendolyn.

CINDERELLA: That's my dress.

That's-that's my dress on the princess.

-Are you all right? -

I'm fine, I'm fine. I just, uh...

I need you to stop the room from spinning.

Perhaps this will work.

M-Maybe would you like to dance?

Right now?

the someone waiting for me

-

our favorite song

our favorite song

an angel in person

-

-

-

Would you care to talk alone somewhere?

Lead the way.

-What's it like being a crate?

Like, this has got to be a step up, right?

-ROBERT: So this is the fountain. -CINDERELLA: Ooh.

ROBERT: Do you have a fountain where you live?

CINDERELLA: Um, I don't.

I just have streaming water sometimes.

-What is that? What is that? -Did you hear that? That.

-What?! -This is bloody brilliant.

What even is that?

-We're just banging 'em together. -I know.

Humans can be so loud.

-CINDERELLA: You make me nervous. -ROBERT: Aw.

Everything about tonight is insane, right?

B-Blink once if you can understand me.

-

-ROBERT: You all right? -CINDERELLA: Yeah.

-Thanks for the jacket. -ROBERT: Yeah.

No, it's not like I'm cold or anything.

-Here we are. -Wow.

It's beautiful.

Oh, um, I should probably take my shoes off.

-Right? -Oh, no, you're fine.

This floor is literally 2,000 years old.

-So no? -You're fine.

-Okay. -

Are you gonna play something on the piano just for me?

Oh, my God, you are.

Wow.

You're so full of hidden talents.

So it sounds like you might disagree with those who say

I "serve no real purpose other than to wreck things"?

Just so you know,

I don't actually think those things about you.

Especially now.

Well, you should.

Wh-Why?

I mean, you're in line to be our future king.

Oh, it's a bad system.

My only qualification being

-that my dad was one. -Mm.

It's not that I don't want to be king.

When I was little, I remember watching my father

go off to war and thinking how...

brave he looked in his armor.

And I wanted to be just like him.

And then, as I got older and my life became

more about traditions and customs

and people always watching me and telling me what to do...

...and never asking what I want or how I feel...

I know exactly what you mean.

What?

I just had...

no idea tonight would go like this.

This is precisely how I hoped tonight would go.

You're the one.

I pick you to be my princess.

What's wrong?

I-I assure you it doesn't matter to me

that you're not of royal birth.

No, that's not it.

W-We'll get married.

Okay? We'll-we'll get married

and you will live the rest of your life as royalty.

Royalty? What about my work?

M-My dresses can...

Well, that would most likely be frowned upon.

Women have a very prescribed role in court.

-"Prescribed role in court"? -But I would make sure

that you were dressed by the finest dressmakers

-in all the land. -I'm a dressmaker.

I know. There's just no one else in this world

I'd rather be with than you.

Robert, stop.

I don't want a life stuck waving from a royal box

any more than a life confined to a basement.

I have dreams that I have to chase.

So if it's a choice...

...I choose me.

I understand.

Really, I... I do.

I'm sorry.

What time is it?

It's midnight.

I have to go.

Wait!

-I don't like this.

-Some-Something's changed. -Relax. We are fine.

JOHN: Ah!

You just cleaned phantom whiskers.

-No, I did not. -You did, too.

-

TATIANA: Where are you off to, my dear?

Am I to assume I've lost you to the prince?

No, my queen. I'll meet you tomorrow, I promise.

What's happening?

My good people, your future queen.

-

Help.

This way. This way.

Wilbur.

Mm.

You go. I'll take care of this.

Thank you so much. I'll never forget this.

Neither will I.

The magic's wearing off.

-What are we gonna do? -What did the butterfly say?

He called us disgusting, that jerk.

About the magic. What was said about the magic?

I don't know. I was singing.

-Why didn't you pay attention? -Because I was singing!

- continues indistinctly)

Dress your feet for comfort!

-Get in. -

-Halt, I say! -

JAMES: Come on, quick!

-Get in! Quickly! Hurry! -JOHN: Come on!

Look. She threw a glass shoe at me.

I-I feel all tingly.

Like I'm gonna...

Now I'm feeling tingly.

I don't want to go...

Don't look at me! Don't look at me!

ROMESH: I'm starting to feel a bit funny.

I feel tingly!

-CINDERELLA: No!

No!

Are we going down?

-We're going down. -

Just be quiet as a mouse.

Hmm.

JAMES: Maybe we're not going...

Mm, mm, mm, mm.

All the townspeople's tax dollars

wasted on a ball, and for what?

For you to make a complete fool out of me?

To teach me a lesson?

I'm sorry, Father.

You are single-handedly destroying my legacy.

I know you might not understand this,

but the woman I chose didn't choose me.

Oh, I'm sorry, darling.

Aw.

Have you lost your mind?!

You are the future king,

and as king, it is all about you and your power.

There are no other opinions. None.

Is this a good time to ask

why we are spending money on catapults

-when we have so many already? -

It really just benefits the catapult makers.

Quiet, Gwen!

I really think we just need to get some sleep.

No one asked you, Beatrice.

Your time is up, Robert.

You will marry Princess Laura by week's end.

I don't care if you don't love each other.

So says the king.

If the crown demands it...

milord.

Darling.

What?

Did you really just say you don't care

if they love each other?

Yeah. I want the sea monster.

What? Bea-Bea-Beatrice, don't be...

Ay... ay, ay, ay.

-Your Highness. -Yes?

-Where'd you find that? -It's the girl's.

She threw it at my head. I'm lucky to be alive.

Look at our girl.

Been up all night working.

-She's betting on herself. -JAMES: I couldn't do it.

I would've married the prince.

You think the prince would've picked you?

Cuddly, cute, good at waving.

I mean, come on.

I can hear you.

I bet you're arguing about why

I didn't just say yes to marrying Robert.

Especially since I'm maybe in love with him.

JOHN: Love? It was one night.

-

I never felt what I felt last night before.

I mean, you guys, he's so handsome.

-Oh, yes, he is incredibly handsome. -Absolutely.

-Annoyingly handsome. -The cheekbones.

And he likes me for me.

Sounds like true love to this mouse.

You're right, my friend.

But if saying yes to him

means saying no to this...

...I can't do it.

All right, guys?

I have to try and make a life for myself, by myself.

Because that is what I want.

And Queen Tatiana is my chance.

Right.

-Who's Queen Tatiana? -

VIVIAN: Cinderella, are you down there?

-Stepmother? -Dear God, no.

-She scares me. -Me, too.

-Hello. I'm waiting for my tea.

Cinderella. Oh, I'm coming down.

I'm sick.

Uh-huh.

Well, you didn't miss much at the ball.

The prince was fixated on some mystery girl.

Then she ran away like a twit.

So now he's to marry Princess Laura of Northphalia

the day after next.

Malvolia and Narissa, they never stood a chance.

And I was so foolish to believe differently.

A mother just gets carried away.

I know I've been hard on you.

It's not fueled by spite.

I've never shared this with anyone before, but...

I used to play piano.

Taught myself.

And I was good.

I was really good.

Nothing made me happier.

Then one day, I was given the opportunity

to train at the finest school of music,

and I took it.

There I was--

two children, a loving husband,

and I had the audacity to want more.

It was just a month-- one month.

And yet, when I returned, my husband, well...

...he believed real wives didn't act so frivolously.

You may think me cruel.

But the real cruelty would be for me to allow you to think

that you can be something you can't.

This shoe.

It was you.

Cinderella.

I don't know how you did what you did last night,

but the prince chose you. He loves you.

Marry him, and all of our problems will be solved.

I can't. I told him I didn't want to marry him.

Tell him you were wrong.

Tell him... tell him it's all you want.

If not for yourself, then-then do it for us.

For your family.

I can help our family, Stepmother.

I can provide for us.

Don't be so stupid.

Who taught you to think that way?

Please, Cinderella, don't throw away this opportunity.

Go back to him.

It's too late.

He's marrying someone else.

It's over.

Fine.

Then I'm taking you to Thomas,

and I'm giving you to him today.

I would rather die.

bury it

carry it

to your grave, oh

of letting you fly

in the wrong time

-

-

-

-

-

-

-

-

-

-

-

-

-

Bury it, marry it, carry it, carry it

Leave us.

You haven't spoken to me since last night.

You're mad because I yelled at you.

I hate to break it to you, but kings yell.

Please, say something.

You're making me wildly uncomfortable.

Have you ever wondered why Robert makes

the process to marry so difficult?

Because he's a spoiled child who refuses to grow up. Simple.

I believe it's because of the example set before him by us.

A marriage without love, without respect.

Bea, please, you know I love you.

Saying "love" and showing love

are two very different things, Rowan.

Before you were king, I felt your love every day.

You couldn't stand to be away from me, even for a moment.

Remember, you used to appear at my window

like a knight in shining armor

and you'd serenade me with your skull-splitting voice.

We were young.

Things... change.

No. You changed.

The crown changed you.

You're so worried to look a fool.

So obsessed with your reputation, with your legacy.

Well, it's only my life's work.

It causes me a great deal of stress.

Do you think you're the only person who feels stress?

God, try being your bloody wife.

It is utterly exhausting to sit next to you and just smile

as if I were nothing more than a prop,

my voice completely silenced.

I mean, what I wouldn't give to say, "You're wrong,"

in front of the entire kingdom.

Bea...

you're being unreasonable now.

Well, if you say so.

After all, you're the king.

Can't be any other opinions other than yours.

Do you know, there's never a guarantee

with a couple in our position.

But we had love, Rowan.

We had it.

And now...

Robert's wiser than both of us.

Hello.

I'm ready.

You summoned me, Your Highness?

We can't have a regular conversation

like a normal father and son, can we?

No, no.

To satisfy your power trip, you have to sit there

on your slightly too tall throne.

You-you belittle me in your...

your-your king voice, yes.

All because you're so insecure

with your legacy that you have to control my every move.

Now, I ask you,

does that sound like a strong leader to you?

ROWAN: Robert...

I was wrong.

I, King Rowan...

Am I doing the king voice?

A little bit. You can't help yourself.

Go find the owner of this glass slipper.

And if she'll take you back, then marry her.

Or don't.

It's your life, son.

Wh-Why the sudden change of heart?

Well, definitely wasn't your mum.

-Go on, leave now. -

Be bold.

you won't believe

at the ball

for a pretty young lady

who then turned out to be

see, at the end of the night

she left no name

just a shoe made of glass

for the girl

no buckles, no laces

-ROSEMARY:

does it look like this?

swing and a miss

could my foot be right?

a canoe, ma'am, way too tight

that I birthed

-Mm. -

That is too bad.

But I like those vocal runs.

who needs convincing

with the ring-a-ding-ding

in the shoe that goes bling

tell it to your future king.

Not her.

Worth a try.

No.

I mean, don't they know I'm looking for her?

No.

Nope, not her.

Nope.

Nope. No. No.

Not interested.

I mean, me, neither.

You don't say.

We're not going to find her.

-We should just go home. -I can't.

I have to let her know that it's possible between us.

It's a beautiful thing how much you love her.

-You crying, Hench? -So what if I am?

Would that we all have what Robert has.

I mean, what is life

if you're not with the person you love?

Right?

Otherwise, we might as well just close our eyes

and take the ol' mud nap, because...

nothing else matters.

So we find her, then.

Robert, where did you see her

the last time you went searching?

I am the king's idiot son.

-Hyah! -

VIVIAN: Cinderella's been working on her recipes for you.

THOMAS: Well, I should hope so.

Two, three.

ALL: For Ella...!

Remember me as a hero!

-

a shot in the dark

pride and shame

CINDERELLA:

-

-

ROBERT:

as an untold story

CINDERELLA:

-

in a blaze of glory

-

You all right?

-What are you doing here? -Are you hurt?

No, I-I'm fine. I just really have to...

Good. I've been looking for you.

Why?

I have something that I want to say.

You inspired me.

Me?

It never occurred to me that I could choose

the course of my own life.

See, I-I always felt that it was written for me.

But watching you, I-I realized that anything is possible.

That's so sweet.

I'm just really in a hurry. If we could talk about it...

I realize now that I can have a life that is all mine.

Great. This is gonna be a lengthy discussion.

What I'm trying to say is that I choose me.

Hmm?

God, this is not coming out how I wanted it to.

I don't have to be king.

It is not what I want anymore.

You are.

So, what I'm saying is

choosing me is choosing us.

That is, as long as you feel the same way.

Your silence is...

That was the most romantic moment of my life.

Same.

-I mean, you rode up on a horse. -I did.

It was really cool.

You look so beautiful.

-You look so handsome. -Thank you.

Oh, uh, got to go. I need you to

put me on that horse and get me to the market square, please.

-Okay. -What? No.

-No? Okay. I'm sorry. Yes. -I can walk. It's-it's faster.

But thank you. That's really nice.

-ROWAN Beatrice!

Beatrice!

What fresh hell is this?

Beatrice!

It is I, your knight in shining armor.

You can't be serious.

Darling, suspend what you know to be true.

Just...

Just-just go with it.

Oh, no. He's gonna sing.

-

You really don't have to do this.

But I do, darling.

This is exactly what you wanted.

Nope. No. Not really.

Everybody.

-

-Oh, my God. -

Okay, that's enough. That's enough.

Yes. Thank you.

Oh. Big finish.

-

-

BEATRICE:

-Oh, my love.

Oh. Can I come up?

Yes, if you can get your armor off.

Pack your bags.

-Huh? -

Huzzah!

-ROBERT: Yes! -

-ROBERT: Mother? Father? -In here,

being immortalized.

There's someone I would like you to meet.

-I'm Ella. -Now, how lovely.

Oh, yeah, I remember you.

You're the statue girl.

That wasn't me.

Yes, it was. I'm good with faces.

So, do I have a wedding to prepare?

I mean, no pressure,

but there's an absurd amount of pastries

left over from that ball.

No, no, we're not in a rush to get married.

Uh, instead, we're going to travel the world together.

Ah. Hmm.

I'm sorry if my decision disrupts

-your plans for succession. -Well, that's all right.

It just so happens I share blood with another who, one day,

will be the greatest leader the realm has ever known.

Hear that, Gwen?

What's happening?

-Gwen, my darling girl. -

I hereby place you first in line to inherit the crown, hmm?

Don't stab me in my sleep.

I... shall be king?

Eh, queen.

I'll take it.

Good.

Just so we're clear, I'm going to rule the land?

-Yes. -Okay.

And everyone heard that?

-We did. Yes. -Yes. -Yeah. Mm-hmm.

Oh!

So many ideas!

Like... Oh, I don't know where to begin!

Oh, good. Can I take this crown off?

-Yes. -Shall we have some tea?

GWEN: It is my honor

to guide this kingdom forward into a new era.

And to pay my deepest respects to my brother,

Prince Robert, and his new...

What are we calling you?

Well...

I mean, we don't have to put a label on it.

Just... in love?

I don't know.

In love?

Yeah.

In love.

And his new love, Ella!

Ella.

I believe this belongs to you.

My mother's brooch.

I thought it could inspire you on your voyage.

Thank you.

All right, that's enough mirth. Celebration's over.

-Everyone, go home. -

-Oh, man. -Back to work.

-Come on. Let's go. -No!

You're wrong!

-

let's get loud

let's do it

let's get loud

-

to hear that sound

let's get loud

-

live it all the way

no, no, no

can be so very sweet

-

-

gotta do it your way

-

lead you astray

-

whatever rhythm

they ain't here to stay

-

you gotta be wiser

you gotta be stronger

gotta do it your way

gotta mean what you say

lead you astray

-

VIVIAN:

let's get loud

-

let's get loud

let's get loud

-

-

-

-

-

FABULOUS GODMOTHER: And so we've reached

the end of this fairy tale.

Our girl lived happily ever after,

and everybody knew her name.

Ella.

The girl's name is Ella, y'all.

Get it right.

" by Camila Cabello playing)

a world outside

that understands

the whispers

you're walking in

staring at me

I know who I'm gonna be

a shot in the dark

afford to be wrong

know my name

is always racing

round the room

something I don't wanna do

staring at me

I know who I'm gonna be

a shot in the dark

afford to be wrong

know my name

now and then

that I could be

all along in her head

is hard to see

a shot in the dark

afford to be wrong

my name

my name, yeah

my name.

FABULOUS GODMOTHER: Okay, okay, dang.