All language subtitles for Sleeping.Beauties.2017.720p.

How bright
your future must be.

Oh, it is bright,
dear Margaret.

For today
my future truly begins.

I cannot be happier
for you, Beauty.

For many is the maiden

who would give anything
to marry Prince William.

But alas, he chose you.

In deed I am fortunate
that Prince William

should choose me
to be his bride.

You, whose very name, Beauty,

marks you as
the most beautiful woman
in the kingdom.

How could
he choose otherwise?

Dear Margaret,
you are a true friend.

Do be happy for me.

Oh, I am, Beauty,
I am.

But...

But what?
Something troubles you?

Tis your wedding
that glorious day
which you become

her Royal Highness
by marrying the prince.

Yes.

- It is not to be.
- Not to be?

Well, at least not today.

War has come from Saxony.

What has happened?

Oh, I had hoped that I would
not have to be the one

to inform you
of this dreadful news,

- but tell you I must.
- Please do go on.

War. War has broken out
at the Saxon border

and prince William,
as his peoples' champion,

has been summoned away.

There will be
no royal wedding today.

( sighs )

He shall return safely,
I trust,

and then we shall marry.

He gave me this rose
to present to you

as a token of his everlasting
love and devotion.

- Here.
- Ugh.

I shall cherish this rose
until my love returns.

- Ow.
- What is it, Beauty?

Oh, I pricked my finger

on one of the small thorns.

It is been a small cut,
nothing really.

Do not be so sure,
my Beauty.

Oh.

It will not be you
who marries today, but me.

Let's assume
that you chose to run away

rather than marry the prince.

He will be heartbroken,

but I will comfort him

now that you're gone.

( laughs )

And now, Beauty,

you will sleep
for all eternity.

Do not worry.

Nobody shall disturb you
from your sleep.

I will see to that.

This door
shall be sealed
forever,

never to be opened again.

- How goes it, Harry?
- At this rate,

we should be able
to confirm a construction date

and get a model built
and get an accurate quote

to Mr. Logan in a few days.

I still wish
you'd take a look at my plans

to restore the west wall
in the jousting arena.

- Couldn't hurt.
- No.

That's not a direction
I want the project to go in.

- But--
- Look, Rich,

I know we're friends
and all,

but when it comes
to historical restoration

the only opinion
I trust is my own.

You're holding me back, Harry,
and I don't appreciate it.

Really?
That's what you came over
here to tell me?

No, all right, I'm sorry,

and I'm grateful
for the work.

- I really am.
- I know you are.

So what's up?

Some workers just discovered
a hidden door.

Looks like
it's been sealed
for centuries.

Well, what's behind it?

Don't know.

They wouldn't open it.

Not without your permission.

Well, what're we waiting for?

Maybe it's a hidden
treasure room.

We should all be so lucky.

Can you open it?

I think so.

I just don't
want to damage anything

or what's behind it.

This could be quite a find.

Maybe it's Al Capone's vault.

Ha ha, very funny.

Hand me the releasing edger.

Hey, be careful.

You don't want to melt
the entire door frame.

Just a little should do.

There.

- ( door clinks )
- Ah, what'd I tell you?

Not so fast, Harry.

You've seen those
old mummy movies, right?

What?

What if there's
an ancient curse
in this place,

whoever enters dies?

We're historians
not children.

Give me the flashlight.

Look.

Richard:
Is it a mummy?

I don't think so.

She's beautiful.

Her skin's soft as silk.

Is she dead?

No, I don't think so.

There's a heartbeat,
it's faint.

Look, man,

the air inside
this place stinks.

There's probably
some ancient virus

floating around down here that
they never found a cure for.

It's why
she's all walled up.

We should get outta here.

Let the cops deal with it.

You go get help.

I'm gonna
stay here with her.

You don't
gotta tell me twice.

Who are you?

What are you?

( gasps )

Who has kissed me?

Whoa, you're awake.

Your kiss has saved me
from an evil spell

that has bound me
to an endless sleep.

I can never repay you
for your kindness.

No problem.

- What's your name?
- I am Beauty.

I know,
but what's your name?

Beauty is all
I've ever been called.

Okay, Beauty,
I can work with that.

Let's get you out of here.

All right,
but we must take care.

There is war
at the Saxon border.

We'll go around.
I have a car.

That's enough of that.

Don't want to fill your head
with that nonsense.

This is truly magic.

- Please bring it back.
- Maybe later.

We got some other things
to deal with first.

- Are you a wizard?
- Hardly.

There's no such thing.

I brought you some
new clothes.

The ones you're wearing
are about to fall apart

- at the seams.
- You do not like this dress?

It's fine.

It hasn't been washed
in a few centuries,

and now it's an important
historic artifact.

We should do our best
to preserve it.

This is so strange.

Would you like me
to put it on?

Very much so.

Okay, maybe I should
step out for a moment

while you, ah, change.

Oh, please don't go.

I never truly
thanked you for saving me.

But I'd like to try.

( chimes twinkling )

( music playing )

Richard: Would you like
another drink, Mr. Logan?

What I'd like is Harry.

He's a half an hour late.

I don't know, sir,
but he was fully aware

we were having this meeting.

Maybe Harry
doesn't take he job

as seriously as he should.

This is a multi-million dollar
restoration project.

Nobody is not going
to take this seriously.

I don't know, sir.

He's not here,
but I am.

Indeed you are.

All right,
get me another drink.

You got it.

Two more.

What's up?

Nothing,
just getting a drink
for Mr. Logan.

Great.
Get me one, too.

Good evening, Mr. Logan.

Harry.
Where the hell
have you been?

I've been sitting here
for a half an hour listening

to your friend
trying to sell me on a pile
of shitty ideas.

Sorry about that.

I was tangled up in something
I could not get away from.

All right,
let's get down
to business.

What's the deal
with Castle Raven?

I think we're in
a good position.

I mean, even better
than we were yesterday.

- How so?
- Well,

I met someone
who has a thorough knowledge

of the way
the castle was laid out
when it was first built

- 400 years ago.
- You serious?

That's fantastic.

- Yeah, fantastic.
- Right?

Apparently, the current cast
was just a series of add-ons

that were built
much more recently.

We can remodel those,
if it's all right with you,

back to the way
they were originally.

Oh, absolutely.

I want as much
authenticity possible.

When my new hotel opens,
there's not gonna be

another one like it
in the world.

I thought
you'd feel that way.

All right, so, uh,
who's this expert

the one you met?

When the time is right,
Mr. Logan, just not now.

This should be interesting.

Right now we got to get
back to the states

and get those
blueprints done.

I've got a whole lot
of redrawing to do.

Agreed.

Gentlemen, to America.

- To America.
- To America.

- Beauty?
- Huh?

Wait right here.
I'm gonna go get the rest
of the luggage.

As you wish.

Harry, is that you?

I thought I...

heard the door.

- Who are you?
- Margaret.

Don't you recognize me?

It's Beauty.

No, I don't recognize you.

My name's not Margaret.
It's Peggy.

How strange.

You look amazingly like someone
I once knew many years ago.

Believe me, sister,
we've never met.

- How did you get in here?
- Harry let me in.

He's outside shouldering
the remaining baggage.

- So he's at the car?
- Yes.

A remarkable carriage indeed.

Have you ever seen one?

It doesn't
even require a horse.

Yeah, I've seen
a few cars in my time.

Who'd you say
you were again?

- People call me Beauty.
- Beauty.

Interesting.

- Peggy.
- Harry.

I have missed you so much.

- Welcome home.
- Thank you.

I see you've met Beauty.

I have.

A little souvenir
you picked up in Europe?

Not exactly.

She needs a place to stay
and she will be invaluable

in helping me
finish this project.

I'll bet.

Look, we can
talk about this later.

Right now,

I've got to unpack
my blueprints.

I've only got a few days before
I'm expected to present

and thanks to Beauty here

everything's
got to be redesigned.

But I thought

you'd want to spend
a little alone time with me.

- It's been so long.
- And we will.

Later.

Right now I'm gonna help
Beauty get settle in.

- It's been a long trip.
- All right.

This way beautiful.

- It's Beauty.
- Hah, got it.

It's okay.
You're in good hands.

Good hands?

And this
will be your room,
I guess.

It's very comfortable looking.

I'm sure
you'll be happy here.

Thank you, Peggy.

I do so want to be,
you know, happy.

Yeah, I know.

Even for a foreigner
you seem pretty strange.

I just haven't
put my finger on
what it is yet.

- Maybe it will come to you.
- Maybe.

The bathroom's this way.

This is so much bigger than
the one in Harry's hotel room.

Is that right?

It's much grander
than the chamber pot
I had back home.

Chamber pot?

No, I don't think
I even want to know.

And this is a sumptuous
washing vessel.

Hmm, it also doubles
as a bathtub.

Perhaps we can bathe together.

- What?
- It's been
such a long journey,

and I have so many places
to wash that I can barely reach.

We could bathe each other.

- Well...
- Please.

Harry did say
that you have good hands.

What the hell.

( music playing )

( cell phone ringing )

- Hello?
- Harry.

I'm glad you made it back
in one piece.

Thank you, sir.

I just got in
a little while ago.

Mr. Logan:
Any trouble?

I had a little bit
of passport problems,

but it all worked out.

They really will let anybody
into this country.

Excellent.

Well, I'm anxious to see
what you're thinking.

And I'm anxious to show you.

But I'm going to have to do
some redesigning

now that I brought in my expert.

Mr. Logan:
I hope this isn't gonna delay
the project too long.

None at all,
and any delays will be
well worth the wait.

Well, I hope you're right,
for your sake.

Your friend Richard
has been bombarding me with
ideas of his own.

Bigger, better,
so he says.

With friends like that. Haha.

Uh, well, say,

why don't you come over
for drinks tomorrow night

and I'll introduce you
to my expert.

Drinks? Tomorrow?

- I'd love it.
- Great.

Um, but let's make it early.

I've got a lot
of great work to do.

I like the sound of that.

You're on.

Richard:
I don't get it.

I mean, what does Harry have
that I don't have?

I don't know.

Why do people always
fall all over themselves

gushing about him
and his designs?

I don't know.

My ideas
are just as good
as his ideas.

- Aren't they?
- I don't know.

If only I could get
my hands on his new blueprints.

Oh.

I wonder where
he hides them.

I don't know.

We've gotta get
our hands on them.

- But how?
- I don't know.

Chelsea, is there
anything you do know?

I know that these
are spectacular,

and I know how you can get
your hands on them.

Now that is some information
worth knowing.

( music playing )

Ah!

So, is that the best
you've ever had?

Hmm...

I don't know.

Well, well, well,
look who came in early today.

I was anxious to get
a look at this book.

Let me guess,
"Grimm's Fairy Tales"?

Not exactly.

It's the history
of that Castle Raven.

- It's 200 years old.
- Hmm.

- Tough going I bet.
- A little.

Old English
is not easy to decipher.

And did you
find anything
interesting?

Uh, I found
a mention of Beauty,
or someone like her,

a mysterious disappearance,

but Prince William
didn't go off to war
to fight the Saxons.

In fact,
there was no war at all.

So maybe
she is an imposter
after all.

I don't think so.

Prince William,
he died alone without any heirs.

I think Beauty
was the victim of a hoax.

I don't know how but I believe
she is who she says she is.

( scoffs )
Harry,

you're lucky if Mr. Logan
doesn't laugh you

- right off of this project.
- You'd like that.

Ah, don't forget.

Drinks tonight
at my house at 5:00p.m.

And try not to embarrass me.

Me embarrass you?

Parrish the thought.

Watch out for the coffee.

Hot coffee and blueprints

are an architects
worse nightmare.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

( porcelain breaking )
Ah, goddamn it.

Come on, Richie,
we're gonna be late.

( sighs )
Don't sweat it, Chelsea.

We don't want
to get there early anyway.

It makes us look like
we have no life.

But we don't.

Yeah, well,
I know that and you know that,

but Mr. Logan doesn't.

So we'll get there
a few minutes late.

God, you're so smart.

I just wish you were richer.

Don't worry, baby,

I will be
with your help.

- You remember
the plan, right?
- Ah-hah.

I am to excuse myself
to the little girls room

once the party gets started,

but instead of going there,

I'm gonna sneak
into Harry's bedroom

and look for the blueprints.

If I find them,

I'm to toss them out
the window

and on our way out,
we'll skip those up.

Wow.

That's perfect.

I never would've guessed
in a million years

you were smart enough
to remember all that.

It was easy.
I wrote them on my hand.

Peggy, you have
a beautiful place here.

So full of character.

Well, what would you expect
from a history fanatic

- like Harry.
- Mm, indeed.

It reveals his passion

for all things antique.

( chuckles )

I hope you don't mean me?

Of course not.

You my dear are the picture

of utter perfection.

You haven't met her yet,
have you?

Oh, Harry's new expert?

I'm dying to meet her.

That is,
if Harry can wake her up.

What's that supposed to mean?

Yes, please explain.

It's nothing.

I'm sure
he'll fill you in on
all the details.

I'd be delighted to.

Harry.

Always the last one
to your own party.

I apologize, sir.

I wanted to make sure
Beauty was at her best.

And this is your expert?

Just beautiful.

- Just Beauty.
- Of course.

So, Harry,
don't keep us in suspense.

Let's hear it.

Why is this young lady
such an expert

in the origins
of Castle Raven?

I'll let Beauty
tell you herself.

- Please.
- Well, sir,

I know much
about the castle because,

- well, I used
to live there.
- Really?

I've owned that old shell
for about 15 years.

I've never seen you.
When did you live there?

Oh, I've lived there
during the reign

of Prince William the Brave.

Harry?

That's 400 years ago,
Mr. Logan.

400 years ago?!

Oh, well,
I really need to go
use the restroom.

- That way.
- All right.

I'll be back in a shake.

I know.
It sounds crazy.

But Rich and I found
this sealed room

and when we broke into it,
Beauty was in there

in some form
of suspended animation.

Hmm!
"Suspended animation."

Richard!

I wasn't there
when this all went down.

It was a rather
unhealthy environment.

Trust me, sir.

She is the key to everything
we want to achieve.

Even if you
don't believe her story,

you can't deny her knowledge

of the intricacies
of the castle.

- Oh, brother.
- Peggy, please.

Why don't you tell me
all about it.

In your own words.

Well, kind sir,

it all began
on the ill-fated day
of my wedding.

Hmm.

Where are those blueprints?

Ah, under the bed.

- Lose something?
- ( gasps ) Harry!

Hah, hah, yeah, I, uh,

I guess
just one of my earrings
must've fallen off

and rolled under there.

- Fell off?
- Yeah,

things are always
falling off of me.

Let me check.

Well, there's nothing here.

Nothing here either.

And I think my dress
just fell off.

Chelsea.

I really just came in here
so I can be alone with you.

- Okay.
- Mm-hmm.

But we've gotta make it quick.

That's okay.

I don't think
it'll take Beauty long

to recount
the last 400 years?

( music playing )

And then,
I fell into an evil,
deep sleep,

one that I was never
to awaken from.

- So what happened?
- Yes, please, Beauty,

don't leave us
in suspense.

Well, when Harry
discovered me,

he kissed me

and his gentle kiss
released me from Margaret's

dark, evil spell.

He what?

One, gentle kiss

awakened you
after all these centuries?

Ay, sir,
near as I can tell.

I don't know
how I'll ever be able to repay

Harry for saving me,

but I have tried
a few times.

I'll bet.

So just where is gentle lips?

Please excuse me.

I'm sorry, Mr. Logan,

but her story seems
a little too fantastic,

- don't you think?
- Fantastic, yes.

Fascinating?
Absolutely.

Harry? Chelsea?

Where is everybody?

Give me a minute, Peggy,
I'll be right there.

Peggy:
Okay, make it fast.

I did.

Thanks for scratching
my itchy parts.

( laughs )

Not a word out of you.

Wait five minutes,
and then come back downstairs.

All right.

Oh, would you look at that.

Chelsea, it looks like
you just got lucky.

Again.

So are you convinced,
Mr. Logan?

I really don't know.

But what I do know

is that I approve of Beauty
whole heartedly.

Excellent.

Her contributions
will take this project to
a whole nother level.

I certainly hope so.

Uh, look.

It's about time
for me to go.

Thank you
for your hospitality.

Thank you for coming.

- Are you ready to go?
- Uh-huh.

Peggy, I, uh,
I think I lost an earring.

Would you mind
keeping an eye out for it?

Uh-huh.

Bye, Harry.

Please come again.

Maybe next time.

See you guys.
Come on, Chelsea,
let's go.

I think Mr. Logan hit it off
great with Beauty.

Who cares.
She's a freak.

Come on, Peggy.
That's not fair.

She's a stranger
in a strange land.

Please, Harry,
I see the way you look at her.

Come on, Peggy.

You're putting her
on display like

some kind
of sideshow attraction.

What's the matter,
sweetheart?

You don't like her.

Oh, I like her all right,
I guess.

What's not to like?

But you're feeling
a little left out?

A little jealous maybe?

Maybe...

a little.

Let me show you
how much I care.

( music playing )

At last,
they're mine.
All mine.

You sound like the villain
in an old movie.

Sorry, babe,

but I've been
waiting to turn the tables

on that smug Harry
for years.

And how is having
these blueprints

gonna help you with that?

How do you think?

I'm gonna
sign my name on them

and present them
to Mr. Logan as my own

after Harry fails
to produce his designs.

But isn't he gonna know
that your blueprints

are actually his blueprints?

No, genius,

this stuff's confidential,
top secret.

Harry's never
gonna get a chance
to see my plans.

No, this is perfect.

You know, you're really
a pretty rotten guy.

Hah-hah-hah,
the rottenest.

Now for my John Hancock.

Ha, poor Harry.

What a fool.

He didn't even bother
to sign these.

It's like
he made it too easy for me.

Well, have fun with that.

I'm gonna go take a shower.

Whatever.

( music playing )

Morning, Richard.

Top of the morning to you,
Harry.

You look all wound up.

I am.

Today's the big day.

How's that?

Today's the day
Logan's gonna inspect
the blueprints

on the overhaul
of Castle Raven.

Somebody around here
is gonna get a pretty
big contract.

- Say that again.
- That's right.

You were out of the room
for awhile yesterday.

Must've missed
the big announcement.

Today's show your work day.

And Logan has finally
decided that it's only fair

I present my own take
on things as well.

That's impossible.
I don't have my plans.

Sucks to be you.
Maybe you should go get them.

No, I want to be here to explain
everything to Mr. Logan

when he arrives.

I'll call Peggy.
She can bring them to me.

( speed dial )

- Hello, Peggy.
- Harry, what's up?

I forgot my blueprints.
It turns out that I need them.

Can you please
bring them to me?

Sure.
Where are they?

By the dresser
in the bedroom.

Okay, but I found
Chelsea's earring.

She's on her way over
now to get it.

I can bring your plans to you
as soon as she's gone.

Okay, get here
as soon as you can.

I didn't know
you were so far along
with your own plans.

- Can I see them?
- Sorry, Harry.

You never showed me
your designs,

so I think
I'll keep these
confidential.

Some friend
you turned out to be.

Thanks so much
for finding my earring.

You know, this is one
of my favorite pairs.

- I stepped on it.
- Mm, ouch.

Well, thanks anyway.

So, uh, where's beauty?

She's around here somewhere

being beautiful.

Did someone mention my name?

Oh, hey, good morning.
I hope we didn't wake you.

Not at all.
I don't sleep much anymore.

Figures.

Wow.

That's some nice lingerie.

Thank you.
Makes me feel all tingly.

It's actually mine.
Everything she wears is mine.

Oh, I can return it to you.

Whoa, girl.

She does this
a lot actually.

It's kind of her way.

Her way of what?

Her way of saying
she's horny.

Oh.

I'm at your pleasure, ladies.

Are you thinking
what I'm thinking?

Looks like a triple header.

I wonder
what's keeping Peggy.

Maybe she's having some troubles
locating your designs.

No, I very clearly
hid those in plain sight.

Good morning, gentlemen.

We all ready
to show me something?

Yes, sir.
Right and ready.

Harry?

Well, Mr. Logan,
there's been a slight hiccup.

Hiccup?

But I'll have
my plans here
very soon.

I hope so.

Well, Richard,
what have you got
to show me?

Excellent.

I like what
you've done here.

Let me see this.

Richard:
Not too bad, huh?

They're perfect.

Yes, perfect.

They're also mine.

You've stolen my work.

Don't be silly, Harry.

I know you've always been
jealous of me,

but you're a bigger man
than this.

Yes, Harry, you've had
more than your fair opportunity

to present me
with something of your work

and what have I seen?

Nothing.

I'm telling you,
these are my blueprints.

I don't want to sound
all junior high or anything,

but I don't see
your name on them.

Well, Harry.

That's because I sign all
my work with an ultraviolet pen.

It's invisible.

What?

Ultraviolet?

All it takes is a little
of this chemical...

Voila.

Richard.

I am ashamed.

My good friend.

Well, look at the time.

I think I'm running late
for a doctors appointment.

Don't wait up.

I'm sorry
about all that, sir.

So am I.

I was a fool to think
that guy could have an original
idea in his head.

I always knew
you'd be my guy, Harry.

Which is why I already

drew your first check.

- $3 million.
- For starters.

Thank you, sir.

Where're you going
in such a hurry?

If got to tell Peggy.

We've got celebrating to do.

( music playing )

Peggy? Beauty?

Where is everybody?

Well, well, well,
what'd you know.

Sleeping beauties.

And then,
I fell into and evil,
deep sleep

one that I was never
to awaken from.

I cannot
be happier for you,
Beauty.

For many is the maiden

who would give anything
to marry Prince William.

But, alas, he chose you.

Sorry about that.

I was tangled up in something
I could not get away from.

It was easy.
I wrote them on my hand.

My ideas are just as good
as his ideas.

Aren't they?

One, gentle kiss

awakened you
after all these centuries?