All language subtitles for Barbie.A.Fashion.Fairytale.eng (1)

(POP MUSIC PLAYING)

(SINGING) A simple form,
the perfect line

It's coming together
in your mind

A satin bow, electric blue

Isn't it something
just like a dream come true?

A ruffle there, magenta here

Feels like magic in cashmere

Pop it with a pair
of neon heels

That's how fearless feels

Change the colors,
change the lines

Life's whatever you design

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Choose the fabric
own your style

Make it sweet
or make it wild

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Like life is a

Like life is a

Like life is a fairytale

This is just the beginning of
something better than I imagined

And I see happily ever after

In every day

Change the colors,
change the lines

Life's whatever you design

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Choose the fabric
own your style

Make it sweet
or make it wild

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Like life is a

Like life is a

Like life is a fairytale

And this is the bedroom I've
prepared especially for you.

(YAWNS WEARILY)

Thank you for giving me
a place to rest tonight.

You are very kind.

(GASPS)
My, what an enormous bed.

But of course, darling.

I would provide no less
for a princess.

(LAUGHS)

(SPITEFULLY) If you
really are a princess.

(YAWNS)

Bring out the peas.

"As you try to fall asleep

"Deep into your room
we'll creep

"Eating brains
is what we'll do

"To girls with
princess claims untrue

"Zombie peas
have just one need

"We can't be stopped
until we feed

"Though we do not
move like lightning

"Bet you'll find us
pretty frightening"

(POP MUSIC PLAYING)

(SINGING)
We are stylin' zombie peas

We like to tap,
we aim to please

We will sing until we sneeze

We are stylin' zombie peas

Peas out.

Zombie peas? Grace?

Girl, this is not good.

(PEAS CONTINUE SINGING)

Sequin, Barbie
doesn't look happy.

(GROWLING)

Whoa.

Zombie peas are so not
in the script, Lulu.

I say five seconds before Barbie
reaches maximum capacity for "ugh."

Four, three, two...

Uh, time out.

Yes. Thank you.
Please, stop the peas.

(SHOUTING) Cut.
(BELL RINGING)

Is there some reason
you're interrupting my shot?

Uh, sort of, yeah.
Um, the zombie peas.

(CHUCKLES) Did I miss
them in the script?

(LAUGHS) Of course
not. They're brand new,

a little pizazz
I added this morning.

(EXCLAIMS)
Or should I say, pea-zazz?

(ALL LAUGHING)

That was a good one. Tweet
that and put it on my blog.

(CHUCKLES) Awesome.
"Pea-zazz." Funny.

You know, it just... It doesn't really
make sense in the story, does it?

Who cares?
Zombies are hip.

You want to make something
cool? Add a zombie.

Spencer, gimme the
Google Trends on zombies.

Number one, Todd.
You're magic.

Hear that? Number one
trend. The zombies stay.

(SCREAMING)
From the top, everyone.

This'll be the one we
print, I can feel it.

Uh, wait. Uh, just one second. Please.

Todd, your vision
is so unique, and...

Uh, well, it's unique.

But to me,
The Princess and the Pea

is so great
because it's simple.

The princess stays true
to herself

even when it's hard and
everyone else doubts her.

If the scene gets too...
I don't know...

Unique?

Exactly.

I just think maybe that really
cool story will get a little lost.

What do you think?

You know that flapping thing you
were doing with your mouth just then?

You mean,
expressing my opinion?

Yeah, that.
No more of that.

(SHOUTS)
From the top, people.

(BELL RINGING)

I think Barbie's
absolutely right.

Makes me wish she were the
one directing this movie.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Is that what you're
trying to do, huh?

Are you making a play
for my job?

(NERVOUSLY)
No. Todd, no.

I just thought
we could talk.

You know,
two passionate artists

working together to create something
amazing that they both love.

Ah, right.

Ooh, I think I've got the
answer. Get off the set.

Oh. Okay, cool.

We could talk
in the commissary,

or in the coffee shop,
or maybe...

Mmm-hmm, no.

Not us get off the set,
you get off the set.

(SHOUTS)
You're fired.

Let's take it from the top.

Oh, zombie pea, why don't
you stand in for Barbie, hmm?

I'm fired?

Um, maybe you shouldn't have said
anything about the zombie peas.

Hello.
Artistic integrity?

I still can't believe
I was fired.

I've never been fired.

(BARKS)

(PANTING)

(RINGING)

Hey, Nikki...

(GASPS)
How did you know?

Thanks, Nik. Bye.

(TAPPING KEYBOARD)

What's up?

BARBIE: Spencer spilled
to the gossip sites.

Ugh. Look, it's all
over the net.

(BOTH GROANING)

You really shouldn't believe
anything on the Internet.

Everyone knows it's run by secret
underground mind control experts.

What?
I read it in Yakity Yak.

It's true.

(SIGHS) The comments...

"So never liked her.
Awesome news."

"Always knew she'd go diva."

Is that really
how people see me?

(BARKS)
GRACE: No.

It's haters being hateful.
Ignore it.

How? Those people
are happy I got fired.

And there were
lots more like that.

(SIGHS)
I don't know.

If people don't want
to see me act,

maybe I shouldn't
be acting.

(GASPS)
Of course you should.

Exactly. Let people
talk, it doesn't matter.

But it does.

Grace, what if people booed when
you ran onto the soccer field?

Or Teresa, what if people bit
into your cupcakes and gagged?

Would you still
make them?

(CHUCKLES) That happened when
I baked Tofu Jalapeno Cakes.

I did stop
making those.

See?

Okay, sure,
but still...

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Hello?
KEN: We need to talk.

Ken. So, so glad
you called.

Things aren't right with us
and you know it.

They haven't been
for a while.

What?

Ken, come on.

I'm breaking up with you.
Right now.

You're not...

Are you serious?
What are you saying?

It's over.

And if you're smart,
you'll forget I exist.

Ken, wait.
I don't understand...

(LINE DISCONNECTS)

Uh!

Ken just broke up with me.

(GASPS) No.

(WHIMPERING)

Just now?
On the phone?

What kind of guy does that?

I guess a guy
with no real emotions.

That's not like Ken
at all and...

(GASPS) Unless

Ken was kidnapped by aliens

and one of them
took over his body.

What?

This doesn't
make any sense.

(DIALING)

(LINE RINGING)

ANSWERING MACHINE: This is
Ken, leave it at the beep.

He's not answering.

Maybe you misunderstood.
What did he actually say?

He said, "It's over. If you're
smart, you'll forget I exist."

Well, does Ken maybe
speak another language

where that means
"I love you"?

That's it.

What are you doing?
Blocking him.

From your cell, your e-mail,
your Twitter. Everything.

You do not break up
with someone that way.

When I'm done,

Teresa and I are getting you
someplace far away from this set,

where you can feel
good about yourself.

Ooh, like Hawaii?

I was thinking more like
Melrose for manis,

and pedis,
and iced-blendeds.

No, Teresa's right. If I'm going
to get away, I should get away.

Far away.

Like Aunt Millicent's.

Is that a store in Hawaii?

No, my Aunt Millicent.

She sent me these flowers.

She's a designer in Paris,
with her own fashion house.

Oh, I loved visiting it
when I was little.

Tons of people, and energy,
and fabric, and dresses,

and Aunt Millicent right
in the middle of it all,

this whirlwind keeping
everything together.

Oh, I wanted to be strong
like her when I grew up.

I'm going to go
see Aunt Millicent.

Super-fun. When?

Now. I can spend the last weeks
of summer vacation with her.

I don't need Ken, I just
need to book a flight.

Want to go to Paris, girl?

(BARKS EXCITEDLY)

(LAUGHS)

And by that, Lulu,
I mean, ooh-la-la.

(SOFT ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

(SINGING) Sometimes
life can be a royal pain

Nowhere to hide when
everybody knows your name

One small trip and fall
makes the evening news

Princess in distress
What's a girl to do?

I wanna be someone

Feel something so different

I wanna throw my head back
into the wind

I wanna jump out of my skin

ATTENDANT ON PA:
Please return your seat back

to its upright
and locked position

for our descent
into Paris.

BARBIE: Paris.

(BARKS)

(SINGING) It's not
always good to be ignored

Sure would be nice to have
somebody hold the door

Look me in the eyes

And say with meaning

You, me...

This is close enough, please.

(THANKS IN FRENCH)

(SINGING)
I wanna be someone

Feel something so different

I wanna throw my head back
into the wind

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

I wanna jump out of my skin

Into what I've never been

So free, another me

They say the grass is greener

But it's much more than that

I wonder what I'll see there

And can I bring it back?

Ken, you can't help me run lines
again if you're on the phone.

I just don't get it. I can't
get through to Barbie at all.

I'm sure everything's fine.

But it's been since yesterday.
It doesn't make sense.

Barbie's a busy girl, she'll
call when she gets the chance.

In the meantime...

Okay. But do you have to tape me again?

I'm not an actor. I
probably sound like a dork.

You sound great.
And the recorder helps.

This way I can practice when
you're not actually with me.

Fine. Just promise me
you won't play it

over the PA system at school
for morning announcements, okay?

Cross my heart.

(GASPS) Grace, look.

Oh, no. Do not tell me that
boy dumped Barbie for Raquelle.

Are you kidding me?

Grace. Teresa.
Where's Barbie?

Why do you want to know?

I can't reach her at all. I've
called, I've texted, I've e-mailed.

Nothing's going through.

Is she okay?

It's the aliens, isn't it?

Hey.
Ow.

You in there. You must release
Ken's mind. Do you hear me?

Ow.
Barbie's fine.

She just wants nothing to do with the
jerk who dumped her over the phone.

Dumped her?
What are you talking about?

I would never dump Barbie.

You know what, uh, I
actually need to run.

Don't play dumb with us,
she told us what you said.

"It's over. If you're smart,
you'll forget I exist."

Wait. What?

Raquelle.

That line. That's part of
what I read for you yesterday.

Is it?
Ah, what a coinky-dink.

And you recorded it.

Tell me you didn't
play it back to Barbie

and make her think
I broke up with her.

I'd be happy
to tell you that.

You really want me to?

Raquelle...

It was a joke. I never thought
she'd actually believe it.

She must have some serious
doubts about your relationship.

(SIGHS) Where's Barbie?
I need to see her now.

Um, she's kind of
in Paris.

Paris?
Paris, France?

Since when was she
going to Paris?

It's sort of a long story.

Whatever. Just give me your
cell. I need to talk to her.

No. A phone call
won't cut it.

Barbie went through
a lot yesterday.

You know what she needs
to make everything better?

A grand,
romantic gesture.

Don't just call her, get
yourself on a flight to Paris,

show up on her Aunt
Millicent's doorstep,

and prove how much
you love her.

Yes. Oh, that's so
romantic. She'll love it.

Yeah, she will.
That's perfect.

A grand romantic gesture.
I'm on it.

I'll book the next flight
out of LAX.

The next flight?

That could be
hours from now.

Why don't we keep running
lines while you wait?

Or not.

We're getting close, Sequin.

Aunt Millicent's fashion
house is right on this street.

Delphine,
to the left a little.

Too much.
Back to the right.

To the left a little.
To the left.

(GROANS)

Delphine, come.

(GREETING IN FRENCH)

Forgive me
for the interruption

but you have a fashion
sense absolument formidable.

Oh, how very nice,
thank you.

I am Jacqueline, of Jacqueline's
fashion house, voici.

Oh, you're a designer.
So you must know Millicent's.

Millicent's?

(LAUGHS CONTEMPTUOUSLY)

(BOTH LAUGHING)

Um, what's so funny?

Jacqueline ruined Millicent's.

Delphine, you flatter me. But it's true.

She couldn't keep up
with my genius.

Go see for yourself.

I know you'll be back.
Come, Delphine.

Aw, you're so cute.

JACQUELINE: Delphine, come.

Jacqueline doesn't know
what she's talking about.

Aunt Millicent totally
would have said something

if her business
had been ruined.

(BARKS)

Aunt Millicent?

Aunt Millicent?

Hello?

Barbie.

Aunt Millicent.

(LAUGHING) Check me out,
Barbie. I'm on a roll.

(EXCLAIMING HAPPILY)

Hey. Check you out.
You like playing chase?

Who, moi?

I'll be it. Come on.

(MEOWS)
(BARKING)

Sequin.

Parbleu. Get away.

Whoa.
Very out of control.

(SCREAMS)

I've got you.

(ALL EXCLAIM)

(ALL LAUGHING)

Oh, I knew we'd have fun with you here.

Marie-Alecia,
this is my niece, Barbie.

I told you about her.

Oh, never a dull moment
when she's around.

Barbie, this is Marie-Alecia,
whom we all call Alice.

Nice to meet you, Barbie.

You too, Alice.

Uh, so what's with the rippin'
power pink roller skates?

What? Oh, these? Oh, they're
contenders for my new hobby.

I didn't want to
tell you on the phone,

but I'm closing up shop
and moving to the country.

Huh, so Jacqueline
was right.

Jacqueline?

(SCOFFS) Jacqueline
has never been right.

(STAMMERING)
She... She cheats.

She copies real
designers like Millicent,

and then she spends all her
time and money promoting herself,

so the press loves her, and they pay
no attention to anybody else. Hmph!

Oh, they pay
attention to me.

It's just the things
they say are horrible. Ha!

"Dated." "Washed-up."
"Irrelevant." Ha!

No. I've seen your latest
lines, they're fantastic.

Not according
to my audience.

So I ask you. If your audience
doesn't like what you do,

does it make sense
to keep doing it?

No. No, it doesn't.

Exactly. See, Alice? I told
you Barbie would understand.

We think alike, you and I. Always did.

Let me help you pack.

Of course.
Tell you what.

You and Alice get the studio
upstairs, I'll do the office,

and we'll have no problem
getting out of here by Friday.

Now, can you give me a little
push towards the office?

(EXCLAIMING)

(CRASHING)

Aunt Millicent?

(BOTH LAUGHING)

She's exactly the same,

totally unstoppable.

Hotdogeteria.

Excuse me? Did you
say Hotdogeteria?

Hotdogeteria. Millicent sold
the fashion house to them.

Saturday morning
they gut everything

and put in
a hot dog place.

BARBIE: Wow.
ALICE: What is it?

This studio.

I just remember it so alive
and magical. Now, it's...

"Magical"? Did you say it was magical?

Yeah. Crazy, right?

And I know it's
massively cheesy,

but coming up here
when I was little,

I seriously felt like it was a place
where dreams could come true, you know?

Yes, yes, I do know.

I have to show you something. Come on.

(SEQUIN BARKING)

Back, you beast.
Get away.

(PANTING)

A fetch machine.
That's what I'm talking about.

How cool is that?

(YAWNS)

Enough with the racket.
Can't a dog get some sleep?

(GASPS)

Ooh-la-la.

What, you like her?

Like is not
the word, Jilliana.

Look at her. That exuberance,
that joie de vivre.

A dog like that,

(SIGHS) she makes me
want to design again.

Design what,
a line of clown suits?

She's ridiculous.

(SCREAMS)

(GROANS)

Ma chérie, I apologize.

Allow me to
introduce myself.

I am Jacques Rousseau,

or as you will come to
know me, your destiny.

Nice to meet you,
Jacques. I'm Sequin.

Ah. Sequin.

A name that shines as bright
as the beauty who inhabits it,

my new muse.

Your what?

My muse. The new inspiration
for my fashion genius.

Sequin, chérie,
let me dress you.

Let me make you
le toast of Paris.

You mean the laughingstock of Paris.

She doesn't know the
first thing about style.

Really? 'Cause I hang
with Barbie,

and she taught me
that real style

is about fearlessly expressing
yourself, which I do.

So if my style
inspires you,

I would be honored
to be your muse.

C'est parfait.

We begin.
Come, we measure.

Ugh.

I wasn't going
to say anything,

because I thought you'd be like
Millicent and think I was crazy,

but when you said you felt
this place was magical, well...

I so called it. The Paris
fashion press is insane.

What?

What they said about
Aunt Millicent's designs.

I mean, look at this dress. It's totally Vogue
- worthy.

Do you really think so?

Completely.
Don't you?

I... It's hard to say.

Actually, this one isn't
one of Millicent's.

I designed that myself.

Alice, I didn't know
you're a designer.

Oh no, I'm not. I just... I
dabble sometimes, that's all.

In a musty old attic
all by yourself?

I love working up here
because of the history.

And because of the magic.

Ever since I started to
work here, I felt like you,

that this place was special.
So I researched.

It turns out the very
first fashion house in Paris

was right here
in this building.

Seriously?
Yes.

And the more I read, the more
I found stories of magic here.

Real magic,
mystical creatures

who appear from inside
an ancient wardrobe

to help designers
over the years.

Oh, oh, look.

Oh, it does look like
the same wardrobe.

It is.
And I can prove it.

Several books say you can summon
its magical creatures in two steps.

First, you put a worthy
design in the wardrobe.

Oh, I don't know if it's
worthy, but it's what I have.

Next, you recite a chant,
and to find the chant,

the book say, you "read
the writing on the wall."

"The writing on the wall."

Interesting.

ALICE:
I thought the same thing,

but there's no
writing anywhere.

Wait a minute.

When I did
The Three Musketeers,

we shot in this old,
old French castle,

and it was filled with
secret panels and passageways.

Maybe the writing
is on the wall,

but a secret wall.

But where?

(HANDLE CLANKS)

(DOOR OPENING)

Alice.

You found it.

(BOTH READING IN FRENCH)

(WARDROBE RATTLING)

(GIRLS EXCLAIMING)

(GIRLS GASP)

(GASPS)

Flairies, fall in.

It's amazing.
(GASPS)

The magical creatures.

(SCREAMS) Where?

(EXCLAIMING) Are they cute creatures?

I certainly hope
you don't mean us,

because we are
not creatures.

Shyne, Shimmer,
and Glimmer.

You're fairies?

Fairies have wings.
Observe. No wings.

We're Flairies.
We have flair.

A flair we share.

And now, look in the Glitterizer.

(GASPS)

Alice.

My dress.

So, you're the designer.
A pleasure working with ya.

Working with me? Oh, I
just made a plain dress.

You are the ones
who beautified it.

So, when you're not summoned,
you live in the Glitterizer?

(LAUGHS) We don't live in it. We travel.

We go where we're summoned, and
help designers all over the world.

Exactly. We come
when we're called,

and if we like what we see, we
add shimmer, glimmer, and shine.

(WHOOSHING)

I'm still learning.

We came to life
in this fashion house.

It's our home and the
source of our powers.

Wait, if the fashion house
is the source of your powers,

would it be really,
really bad

if someone gutted it on Saturday
and made it a hot dog place?

(LAUGHING) A hot dog
place? That's so funny.

It is a joke, right?

Hotdogeteria.

Which sounds like a joke,
but it's not.

But Shyne, if the
fashion house is gutted,

won't we lose
our powers?

Not on my watch.

Who's in charge of this outfit
and where can I find her?

Uh, Millicent, and she's
down in her office, but...

We're on it.

Flairies, fall in.

We're going to give this
Millicent a piece of our mind.

Grand gesture. I have
to make a grand gesture.

(THUNDER CLAPPING)

(SIGHING) My grand gesture is grounded.

(BLOWING RASPBERRY)

(CELL PHONE DIALING)

(PHONE RINGING)

Ken. Wait,
aren't you on a plane?

Sort of. We're grounded in Pittsburgh.

They're unloading us in a minute,
no clue when we'll take off again.

Will you get a hotel
and wait it out?

(BOY MOCKING)

(STUTTERS)
Knock it off.

No. No waiting.

(CONTINUES MOCKING)
(EXCLAIMS)

Grand gesture,
remember?

I need to get to Paris and
see Barbie as soon as I can.

GRACE: How?

KEN: Uh, I'll rent a car.

You're driving
to Paris?

To Philadelphia.

(CONTINUES MOCKING)

Are you finished?

The planes are
flying from there.

(LAUGHS) Oh.

Oh, wait. Save your money. I have
a cousin outside of Pittsburgh.

He's a farmer.
He's super nice.

I'm sure he can
give you a ride.

You really think so?
(MOCKING)

Hey, shush. Okay,
I'll take his number.

That'd help a lot.

(BLOWING A RASPBERRY)

Oh, you're not allergic
to bacon, are you?

KEN: No. Why?

No reason. Hang up and
I'll text you the number.

Thanks a lot.
A grand gesture.

(MOCKING)

(MOCKING)

(LAUGHS) Yes.

(BAWLING)

No. No.
Oh, I'm so sorry.

No, no, no.
No, no, no, no.

(CRYING)

(BLOWING NOSE)
Oh.

(CRYING)

(EXCLAIMING)

We demand the one
they call Millicent.

(GASPS)

We have a bone
to pick with you.

(GASPS)
What in the world?

(STUTTERS) Aunt Millicent. Millicent.

Let me give it
a try, okay?

Aunt Millicent, I know this is
beyond wild, but these are Flairies.

Not fairies,
no wings.

We have flair.

(SNARLS)

Exactly.
It's crazy-ridiculous,

but they're majorly real,
and they're the ones

who added the sparkle
to Alice's dress.

(EXCLAIMS) Now that is a
dress to be reckoned with.

Alice designed it.

Oh. It's so intricate.
All the sparkle.

That's their power, they've
done it for hundreds of years.

(EXCLAIMS) This...
This is glorious.

What the three of you
add to a dress,

(STUTTERS) I've never
seen anything like it.

This place becomes
a hot dog stand

and that magic goes
adiós, forever.

(EXCLAIMS) I'm only sorry
I didn't meet you years ago.

Right now,
there's nothing I can do.

ALL: Nothing?

I've already
sold the building.

To get out of the contract
would cost a fortune.

I'd have to design and sell a whole new
fashion line to make that kind of money.

Could you?

By the end of
the day, Friday?

Not a chance.
And even if I could,

people don't like my work
anymore. It wouldn't sell.

I'm sorry.

But I'm afraid
I can't help you.

Girls, I'm truly sorry.

I'll see you later.

So, that's it.

Come Saturday morning,
no more powers.

We really
wanted to help.

I can't stand to think of you
losing this power. It's not right.

WOMAN: (GASPS)
That dress.

I've never seen
anything like it.

Of course not.

It's a supremely
exclusive original

from Mademoiselle Alice,
Millicent's top new designer.

You're the first
to see it, so far.

(GASPS)
May I try it on?

Of course.

Ooh-la-la.
Oh, I must have it.

How much?

Tough call.
It's a prime design.

But it's so perfect on you.

How about this?

Are you serious?

Uh, yes?

Oh. It's a steal.
I'll take it.

Don't bother with a bag,
I'm wearing it home.

I want the whole world
to see me in this dress.

(SQUEALING IN EXCITEMENT)

A steal?

I know, madness.

Can you imagine if you had a whole
line of dresses like that? You could...

(GASPS) Brainstorm.

Aunt Millicent says she can't make
and sell a fashion line by Friday,

but you can.

Now, that is a plan.

Ooh. And you can have a big
fashion show on Friday night

to show off
the outfits.

And raise enough money to save
Millicent's, and our powers.

(STUTTERS) Wait. I'm not
a designer. I made a dress.

But they... They can
make a fashion line.

(SNAPS FINGERS)
They can just magic it up.

(CHUCKLES) Yes?

No can do, sister.
We only enhance designs,

and they have to be
designs that inspire us.

(SIGHS) But what if my
designs don't inspire you?

Uh-uh.
No negative thoughts.

You can do this.

We'll move the Flairies'
Glitterizer into the studio,

we'll surround you
with inspiration,

and then,
we'll hit the town.

I want to see
all your favorite places.

Everything that
gets you inspired to create.

(POP SONG PLAYING)

(SINGING)
Une bonne journée

Une bonne journée

Je t'aime, Paris

My impression is perfection

Life is a painting
and we are the color

Exploration, fascination,
an inspiration

Aye, oh, aye, oh, une bonne
journée It's a perfect day

Aye, oh, aye, oh, une bonne
journée It's a perfect day

Come along

It's a perfect day

Come along

It's a perfect day

Allez, respire

Feel it flowing,
ideas glowing

Life is a fabric
and we are the color

Inspiration, innovation,
a new creation

Aye, oh, aye, oh, une bonne
journée It's a perfect day

Aye, oh, aye, oh, une bonne
journée It's a perfect day

Breathe, dream, love

Come along

It's a perfect day

Come along

It's a perfect day

With you

With you

It's a perfect day

So, you're a farmer.

Pig farmer.

So I gathered.

(GRUNTING)

Yeah, Sookie here's like a
pet. I hate to be without her.

She loves car rides.

(GRUNTING)

(CHUCKLES)
'Course she does.

We can run you out to Harrisburg,
you can hop a train there to Philly.

Oh, that'll be great.
I appreciate it.

(SNORTING)

Uh, excuse me, your
pig is eating my jacket.

(CHUCKLES) Denim. Nice and
chewy for her. It's like gum.

Say thank you, Sookie.
Big kisses, baby.

(KISSING)

(SLURPING)

(GROANS)

Thanks, Sookie.

(SNORTING)

I have found
the hobby for me.

Stand-up
paddleboarding.

(GASPS)

These dresses. Alice,
did you make these?

Oh, well, uh, the Flairies
really brought them to life.

But they're Alice's
original designs.

Do you like them?

I love them. Oh, I had no
idea you were this talented.

With these dresses, you could
work at any design house in Paris.

How about Millicent's?

Barbie.

(CHUCKLES)
Just come on.

(MILLICENT EXCLAIMING)

Cumbersome thing,
isn't it?

(EXCLAIMS) Maybe it's
the wrong hobby after all.

Uh, wait up.

(SIGHS) I know we're
supposed to be packing,

but we're just not ready to give up
on Millicent's and the Flairies yet.

You did say
a great fashion line

could make enough money to save
the place, right? Aunt Millicent?

(EXCLAIMING)

These are from my
very first fashion line.

They inspire me.
Your work always has.

Inspires her like crazy. You wouldn't
believe how many ideas she has.

Totally enough for a massive
fashion show here Friday night,

if you'll
let us do it.

I was hoping maybe you'd
want to work together on this.

Oh, Alice, I would be
honored to work with you.

But the last thing you need is
my reputation bringing you down.

You girls can do your
show here, just please,

don't be too disappointed if
it doesn't go the way you hope.

(LAUGHS) So, how about
you both take a break

and join me
for dinner upstairs?

Mmm, yes.
I'm starved.

(LAUGHS)
I'd love it.

So, tell me everything.

What's happening with you and
that boyfriend of yours, um, Ken?

Uh-uh.
So not going there.

(TRAIN RUMBLING)

(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING)
(EXCLAIMS)

(CLEARS THROAT)

(SNORING)

(EXCLAIMS)

Ah!

New Brunswick. Everyone
out for New Brunswick.

New Brunswick?

No!

I missed my stop. I have
to get back to Philadelphia.

Uh, you could try catching
the southbound train.

Last one for the night
leaves in one minute.

No!

(BELL DINGING)

CONDUCTOR: All aboard.

(PANTING)

(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING)

No!

(TRAIN ENGINE CHUGGING)

(SIGHING)

I'm doing it for Barbie.
It's all for Barbie.

(PHONE RINGING)

Yeah. I'm going
to need a cab

from New Brunswick
train station to Philadelphia.

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING
ON PHONE)

What? There's no
cabs available?

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING
ON PHONE)

I have to wait
how long?

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(SIGHS)

There were those who said,
"Non. It cannot be done.

"Jacques Rousseau can
never top himself.

"His work was too magnificent.
Too earth-shattering. Too..."

Too much talking.
Show me already!

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

Note how the outfit bursts with
life, like the muse herself.

Wow, Sequin.

Jacques?
Did you do this?

(PANTING)

(BARKS)

Millicent has had Jacques
since he was a puppy.

He knows as much
about design as she does.

(GASPS) Oh. Light bulb. Pet fashions.

Shimmer.
Shyne. Glimmer.

(EXCLAIMS)
(THUDDING)

Easy on the volume.

(YAWNING)

Flairies need
their beauty sleep.

Come, look.

(GASPS)
Look at that outfit.

Flairies, meet the
scorchingly stunning Sequin,

the titanically talented
Jacques, and Jilliana.

(SCOFFS)
Just Jilliana?

That is one crazily
cutting-edge canine.

Does anyone else
feel inspired?

Better believe it.

Shine.

Shimmer.

Glimmer.

(POPPING)

Great job, Glimmer.
That one was really good.

Gold star, Glimmer.

I almost saw
something happen.

You are beautiful,
chérie.

And it all comes from your wildly
adventurous California spirit.

(SIGHS)
It is my inspiration.

Perhaps I was
wrong, a little.

Maybe you can have
style and still be,

you know, like you.

A back-pawed compliment,
but okay.

Sequin, how
gorgeous are you?

Now we have two designers
for the fashion show.

Yes, and all
we have to do

is create an entire fashion
line by tomorrow night.

So doable. Just don't
think of the whole show.

It's like when I get a mega-huge
script to memorize overnight.

I can always do it if I focus
on one line at a time, that's it.

You can do
the same thing.

I'm putting these in the
window with the dresses,

then I'll work the net
to spread the word.

We'll get swarms
of people, I know it.

Hey. You forgot
your change.

Oh, thanks.

(WIND BLOWING)

Oh, man.

(EXCLAIMING)

(PANTS RIPPING)

No way. No way.

(WIND BLOWING)

(EXCLAIMING)
Cold breeze.

Remember,
it's all for Barbie.

Hey. Does anyone have
a safety pin? Anyone?

(GIGGLING)

That's the ticket line?

(SIGHS)

MAN:
Hey. Nice shorts, buddy.

(PEOPLE LAUGHING)

Dog fashions?

Oh, really? On a little doggie model?

Ooh, I want to see.

The model doesn't matter.

What matters is it's a smart
idea, so we need to take it.

Okie-dokie. But how do we make
ours that sparkly and shiny?

I don't know.
It makes no sense.

Millicent's is closing.
She has no designers.

But those outfits in the
window, they're magnificent.

Like nothing I've ever
seen. C'est impossible.

(CHUCKLES) That's funny. You
think the outfits are impossible,

I think what's impossible
are the teeny tiny models

floating through the air
on sparkles.

What? Where?
Oh!

(GRUNTING)

Um, my neck...

Just show me.

But I can't...
I need...

Oh, whatever.

There.

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

What are they?

They must be responsible for
the new styles at Millicent's.

Ah. Which means
I have to make them mine.

We only need to wait
for the right moment.

(SNORING)

(DELPHINE CHUCKLING)

Delphine! (EXCLAIMS) No. Not the plaid.

They're moving.
It's almost time.

(EXHALING DEEPLY)

(DOOR CLOSES)

FLAIRIES: "Sparkle shower,
that's our power

"We glow clothes
that always wow her

"How many outfits
will we make?

"One, two, three, four

"Shine 'em up
then shine some more

"Five, six, seven, eight

"Make sure every one
looks great

"Sparkle shower..."

FLAIRIES: Hey, what do
you think you're doing?

Ambush. Oh, no.
Who's behind this?

(FLAIRIES SHOUTING)

What's happening?

(SHOUTING)

Get back,
Flairie-nappers.

You have no idea
who you're dealing with.

(GIGGLING)
Oh, you're so cute.

Cute?

(EXCLAIMS)
We can't get out of here.

(DOOR OPENING)

I'll let you out
at some point,

but not until you help me.

Ah-ha. A ransom situation.
What's your price?

Simple. Glitterize my designs
like the ones at Millicent's.

Delphine, bring over
my newest designs.

Um, we don't really
have anything new.

Without Millicent's
designing,

we didn't have
anything to copy.

Just grab whatever you can
find, they'll make it look good.

(SCOFFS)

I got nothing. You?

Hey, maybe you should go to the fashion
show at Millicent's tomorrow night.

Alice's designs
are incredible.

Excusez-moi? I won't go
to Millicent's fashion show

because I'll be here,
having my own fashion show,

complete with everyone
who's anyone in Paris.

Now, make
with the magic.

Here's the deal. We're not
inspired by these dresses.

If we "make with the magic,"
we don't know what will happen,

but it probably
won't be good.

You're stalling.

She's not, it's true.

You really
don't want us to do it.

Delphine, spritz them.

(EXCLAIMS)
Oh, no, cheap perfume.

(SCREAMING)

It stinks.

Okay. We'll do it.

Just remember,
we warned you.

Shine.

Shimmer.

Glimmer.

(POPS)

Ooh, Glimmer, I think I saw a
little something with that one.

I wonder
if it's the nails.

I knew you were stalling.
My dresses are beautiful.

They're beautiful now, but I'm
telling you, that magic's not stable.

Blah, blah, blah.
Lies, lies, lies.

The dresses are perfect.

Just like all my dresses
will be from now on.

Thanks to you, my pets.

Come, Delphine.

You really are so cute.

JACQUELINE: (INDISTINCTLY)
Delphine. Come.

Uh, coming.

(LAUGHING)

The magic is not stable, and
we have to get out of here

before those
"designers" find out.

Shyne. Shimmer.
Glimmer. We're back.

Wait till you see the
new fabric we have.

Think maybe they went up into the attic?

I'll go look.

Sequin? Jacques?
Jilliana?

(DOGS BARK)

Have you guys
seen the Flairies?

Hmm, weird.

(FOOTSTEPS ECHOING)

Incoming.

(EXCLAIMING)

Aunt Millicent.

Oh. Parkour.

What?

French obstacle-jumping.

I've seen young people
doing it around the city

and I've been
practicing all day.

(LAUGHS) You are the
coolest aunt in the universe.

Thank you.

Uh, have you
seen the Flairies?

They weren't up in the
apartment with you, were they?

Oh. No.

(PANTING)

They're not
in the attic either.

They're gone.

They can't be gone. We're
trying to save their powers.

There's no way
they'd leave.

(EXCLAIMS)
What are we going to do?

Alice, did you make
both of these dresses today?

Mmm-hmm.

Even after what we talked
about, that all your effort

might not be enough to save the
fashion house and the Flairies.

I still had to try.
Not that it matters.

The designs need the Flairies'
help, and they're gone.

Well, I know I don't have
glitterizing powers, but...

Maybe I can help.

You, you want to help
with the fashion show?

Really? But last night, you said...

Oh, I know what I said,
and I meant it.

Lately, critics haven't liked my
fashions at all, but I love to design.

Plus, I'm newly inspired
by you.

By me?

You're brave enough
to follow your passion

no matter what
people might say.

That's true style. And I've always
fancied myself a woman of style.

Oh, yes. You're my inspiration.
To design with you...

Oh, it is a dream
come true.

(CHUCKLES)

So, it's settled then. What time
tomorrow is this fashion show?

8:00.
MILLICENT: Perfect.

Who's up
for the challenge?

I am.
Me, too.

(BARKING)

(LAUGHS)

Then let's get to work.

Lights up,
let's rock the runway

This time
we'll take the fun way

What's in,
you gotta let it out

Dig deep for inspiration

Try on your new creation

Stay true,
that's what it's all about

Don't let the doubters, shouters,
pouters turn you inside out

Don't let 'em
bring you down

You've got to move it,
groove it, choose it

Now is the time
to prove it

Four, three, two, one

Get your sparkle on

Go show this world
where you belong

All it takes is a
little faith, believe it

Get your sparkle on

Listen to your heart
and feel it beating strong

When you're in doubt,
glitter it out every time

Get your sparkle on

Show this world
where you belong

All it takes is a
little faith, believe it

Get your sparkle on

Listen to your heart
and feel it beating strong

FLIGHT ATTENDANT: Welcome to
our non-stop flight to Paris.

And a special welcome to all our
passengers attending Veggie-Con.

I hope I can get
a vegetarian meal.

(CLEARS THROAT)

(SIGHS)

(ALL SNORING)

(FIREWORKS EXPLODING)

(GASPS) The Flairies.

Mmm?

Yeah?

(FIREWORKS CONTINUE)

Quoi? Jacqueline?
She stole them?

Then it's up to us
to get them back.

Ah, what is that?

Oh, could it be?

ALL: Jilliana.

(GREETING IN FRENCH)

Now, let's see.

No, no.

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

(ALL CHEERING)

Beauty, brains and brawn.
Ha! Now, that's stylish.

Yes!

(LAUGHS)

I did it. I am in Paris.

(KISSING)

(EXCLAIMS IN DISGUST)

(SPITTING)

Taxi.

(SIGHS)

Please take me
to Millicent's fashion house.

(ANSWERING IN FRENCH)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(CARS HONKING)

(GROANS)

(SIGHS)

(YAWNING)

No way. No way.
Alice! Aunt Millicent!

Is everything okay?

Okay? This is beyond
redonculously outrageous.

MILLICENT: But how?

Shyne, Shimmer and Glimmer,
at your service, ma'am.

You came back.

Technically,
we didn't leave.

We were
Flairie-napped.

But if you are back...

Yes. Now we can have
a fashion show tonight.

Whoa, conclusion-jumper.

We're not the magic here,
those designs were perfect.

We just sparkled them
a little bit.

The room, on the other hand...
Is wickedly mind-blowing.

Affirmative.

We are so saving this
place, and your powers.

Now let's just hope
people show up.

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

Why have we stopped?

Flat tire.

No one is available to change it
for at least an hour, so we wait.

An hour? But don't you
know how to change a tire?

Of course I know
how to change a tire.

Great.

So, are you gonna change it?

(SHOUTING) I am the driver.
I do not change tires.

(SIGHS)

Just pop the trunk, please.

I'll change the tire.

Tourist.

(METAL CLANKS)

(KEN GROANS)

Monsieur.
So nice to see you.

(CHUCKLES) You really think you
can make enough money tonight

to keep me from
tearing this place down?

You gave me your price.
I'll do the best I can.

(LAUGHS)
Good luck with that.

Thank you.

We'll need it.

Still just the
Hotdogeteria guy?

Yeah, is it just me,

or is he pretty serious
for a guy in a weenie suit?

All too serious. He can't
wait to close us down.

I don't understand.

Where is everyone?

Our website rocks,
and I linked us everywhere.

People should be fighting
over those seats.

People will come.
I have faith.

The two of you
gave that to me.

We just need to be patient.

(AUDIENCE CHATTERING)

It's the night
of my dreams, Delphine.

Even Lilliana Roxelle
is here,

the most famous
fashion critic in Paris.

Once I show these dresses,

I will forever be known as the
top designer in all of Paris.

Wish me luck.

Okay, good luck.

(SCOFFS) I don't need
luck. I have talent.

A talent for getting
what I want.

(APPLAUDING)

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

As you all know, I have
long been the toast of Paris.

But this collection is
the pinnacle of my career.

I call it
"Just Rewards."

(AUDIENCE CHEERING)

Jacqueline?

Not now, Delphine.

But, Jacqueline...

Delphine, I am breathing in
the sweet smell of my success.

Uh.

Why does the sweet smell of my
success smell like la gym sock?

(CROWD EXCLAIMING DISGUSTEDLY)

Jacqueline.

(GASPS)

No!

It's the Flairies' magic.
They said it wasn't stable.

(CRYING) No.
This can't be happening.

Oh, that smell.

I've heard of trashy clothes,
but this is ridiculous.

Is that Millicent's?

Whatever it is, it has
to be better than this.

I'm already
out the door.

No. Oh, wait.
This is not my fault.

I was tricked.
Come back.

This is supposed to be
my masterpiece.

My "Just Rewards."

That is definitely
a fashion "don't."

Yes. It's packed!

The whole room is packed.

(GASPS) That is Lilliana
Roxelle. She's here.

Really?
Where?

We love Lilliana.

Oh, looks like everyone
really did come out tonight.

Er...

Are you nervous?

Only to the point of not
being able to breathe.

Me, too.

You? But you've been
doing this forever.

I know. But that was before
everyone said I was out of style.

And if we fail now...

You won't. Don't you see?
You've already succeeded.

But how?
Barbie.

It's true.

I know how hard it is to believe
in yourself when it seems like

the world is against you, but
that's what you've both done.

You believed.
And look at the results.

It's magical.

It really is.

ALL: Oh.

Let's rock this party.

(UPBEAT CLUB MUSIC PLAYING)

(AUDIENCE APPLAUDING)

Thank you, thank you.

Tonight, Millicent's presents
a very special line

that celebrates staying
true to your passion.

We call it
"A Fashion Fairytale."

(AUDIENCE APPLAUDING)

(SINGING) Une bonne journée
Une bonne bonne journée

Je t'aime, Paris
Une bonne journée

Une bonne, une bonne journée

Come on

It's a perfect day

Come on

Come along

It's a perfect day

Come along

It's a perfect day

Come on

Come along. Come on

Come along

Come on

Life is a fairytale

Life is a fairytale

Oh, yes.

How about we finish
this off with a bang!

I like your attitude, sister.

Shine.

Shimmer.

(EXCLAIMING)
Glimmer!

(AUDIENCE APPLAUDING)

(BARKING)

Glimmer.

You didn't just enhance that
dress, you transformed it.

You, my friend, have
found your true talent.

I did?
Oh, I did.

(ALL EXCLAIM)

(KEN PANTING)

Barbie?

Barbie!

Ken?

Ken!

Barbie, I would never
break up with you.

I didn't. I promise you it
was all a misunderstanding.

The minute I found out, I knew
I had to see you and talk to you,

but you had already left
and, and...

(AUDIENCE FALLS SILENT)

(PIN DROPS)

(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)
Did I show up at a bad time?

(LAUGHS) No. You showed
up at the perfect time.

And all the way to Paris.

It's the most romantic thing
I could ever imagine.

That's what I wanted.

A grand romantic gesture
to prove how much I love you.

And I do.

(SIGHS)
I love you, too.

(AUDIENCE CHEERING)

(ALL CHEER)

(ALL LAUGHING)

This is great and all, but unless
you've got a huge pile of money for me,

I'm still tearing this place
down in the morning.

(ALL GASP)

(GASPING)

Amazing show. I'd like to place an
order right now for 10,000 pieces.

10,000 pieces? From this line? Our line?

Absolument, I can write you
a check immédiatement.

(SQUEALING EXCITEDLY)

That would be lovely.

Please make the check out
to the giant hot dog.

Uh, that's it.
We did it.

Millicent's and the
Flairies' powers are safe.

Yes. Magic happens
when you believe in yourself.

I have never been
so impressed by a new line.

It was magical.

I'd love for you all to come to my
Black, White, and Pink party tonight. Hmm?

(GASPS)

Oh, we'd love to come.

I'll send transportation. Hmm?

Your show was fantastic.

(SCOFFS)
No thanks to you.

This is true, and we...

(CLEARS THROAT)
I apologize.

Seeing your line, it has a passion
unlike anything I've ever seen.

I wish I hadn't been
so awful to you.

I would have loved
to work together

and maybe
learn something.

Jacqueline, wait.

We accept your apology.

Your designs might be copies,
but they're not without talent.

Perhaps we can all
work together some time.

(GASPS)

(THANKING IN FRENCH)

But first, you might want
to make three more apologies.

Oh, you're right.

Whoa, snazzy rides.

Wait. I have an idea.

Glimmer.

(HORSES WHINNYING)

(EXCLAIMING)
Glimmer, that was amazing!

Glimmer, do you realize
what you're doing?

Your magic works when you
transform things into something new.

(CHUCKLES)
You are a designer.

A designer?

I'm a designer?

I'm a designer!

Come, your newly designed
carriages await.

SPENCER: Barbie, Barbie.

(PANTING)

Thank the stars of Hollywood
Boulevard I found you.

Spencer? How did you find me here?

I saw your post
for your fashion show

and I got here
as fast as I could.

Barbie, the studio
wants you back.

They have a new movie that they
really need you on as director.

So, will you consider it?

Hmm. I'll consider it.

But first,
we have a party to go to.

Barbie, you're magic.

(PANTING)

THE END
Subtitles by:

(SINGING) Get your sparkle on

Show this world
where you belong

All it takes is a
little faith, believe it

Get your sparkle on

Listen to your heart
and feel it beating strong

When you're in doubt,
glitter it out every time

Lights up,
let's rock the runway

This time
we'll take the fun way

What's in,
you gotta let it out

You are so cold, darling.

Let me warm you
with my fire.

(CLEARS THROAT)

(GIGGLES)

Oh.

(POKING)

(CHUCKLES)

Don't let the doubters, shouters,
pouters turn you inside out

Don't let 'em
bring you down

You've got to move it,
groove it, choose it

Now is the time
to prove it

Four, three, two, one

Get your sparkle on

Show this world
where you belong

All it takes is a
little faith, believe it

Get your sparkle on

Listen to your heart
and feel it beating strong

(FIRECRACKERS BURSTING)

Get your sparkle on

Show this world
where you belong

All it takes
is a little faith...

A simple form,
the perfect line

It's coming together
in your mind

A satin bow, electric blue

Isn't it something
just like a dream come true?

A ruffle there, magenta here

Feels like magic in cashmere

Pop it with a pair
of neon heels

That's how fearless feels

Change the colors,
change the lines

Life's whatever you design

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Choose the fabric
own your style

Make it sweet
or make it wild

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Like life is a

Like life is a

Like life is a fairytale

A bubble skirt, a sequined top

A feather belt
Try it, well, why not?

A different look
You're free to choose

Isn't it something,
loving the crazy shoes?

Your hair is up

You've got it down

You're revving up,
ready to fly now

You're shining from your head
down to your heels

That's how fearless feels

Yeah

Change the colors,
change the lines

Life's whatever you design

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Choose the fabric
own your style

Make it sweet
or make it wild

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Like life is a

Like life is a

Like life is a fairytale

This is just the beginning of
something better than I imagined

And I see happily ever after

In every day

Change the colors,
change the lines

Life's whatever you design

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Choose the fabric
own your style

Make it sweet
or make it wild

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Like life is a

Like life is a

Like life is a fairytale

Like life is a

Like life is a

Like life is a

Like life is a fairytale

Like life is a

Like life is a

Like life is a fairytale