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Rig... Rigoletto?

Rigoletto! Now hush and pay attention,

Or you'll miss something really important.

Once upon a time, in a land far away...

So far away you'd never know it existed...

There lived an Elfin prince.

To his people, he was called Rigoletto.

He was a master of song,

And he used the art of music to heal his people,

And they lived in peace and prosperity

Unknown to the race of men.

And on these distant shores lived the Princess Gorfindel.

She was lovely to behold

And her voice was cherished by all who heard her sing.

She loved Rigoletto, and he her,

But cold winds blew them ill will...

Mortal men who came to destroy the Elfin kingdom

On the night before Rigoletto and Gorfindel

Were to be wed in eternal bliss.

Yuck.

What do you mean "yuck"?

Go ahead, Bonnie.

And Rigoletto would not yet know happiness,

For he was struck in battle by an evil sword,

Which left half of his face pale,

Deathlike and hideous to behold.

In his pride, Rigoletto allowed the ugliness of his face

To poison his heart, making it ugly as well.

And none could heal him.

So Rigoletto left his kingdom and went into the world of men,

Accompanied only by his betrothed

And his faithful servant,

Never to return until he found one from the world of men

Of pure heart, whose love would break the evil spell.

I wish I could sing like the Princess.

Then I would win the competition.

Good night, Timmy.

♪ I love the part in fairy tales ♪

♪ that's very near the end, ♪

♪ when all the kingdom cheers for their new Queen. ♪

♪ And all is well and all is good ♪

♪ and everyone belongs, ♪

♪ and happily they're ever-after-ing. ♪

♪ But when I enter the kingdom of dreams ♪

♪ and face the promise of all I can be. ♪

♪ Will they see me as a heroine? ♪

♪ Tell me, will they let me in? ♪

♪ Won't someone let me in? ♪

You were wonderful.

Thanks, mom.

You was g-g-g-ood.

It was beautiful.

Our next contestant will be Kathleen Hamilton.

Hi, Kathleen.

You've improved since last year.

Thanks.

Nice shoes, Georgie.

What a perfect match for the dress.

Why you...

Porter... Not here.

S-she ought n-not have s-said that.

I know, but returning hurt for hurt

Never helped anybody.

Shhhhh!

♪ The glory of the morning is in my love adorning. ♪

♪ My every hour with radiant light as splendid as the sun. ♪

♪ And up until the evening, until my love is leaving ♪

♪ he fills my day with pure delight ♪

♪ and tells me I'm the one. ♪

♪ Fa ah ah ah ah ah... ♪

♪ ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah... ♪

♪ the glory of the morning is in my love adorning ♪

♪ my every hour with radiant light as splendid as the sun! ♪

Well, we're ready to find who the winner

Of this year's talent showcase is going to be.

Bonnie, would you please come up.

Well, here we have our two finalists...

Kathleen Hamilton...

...And Bonnie Nelson.

Do the judges have a winner?

Splendid.

I wonder who it's going to be?

Let's take a look...

Well, by a vote of two to one,

Once again, this year's winner is Kathleen Hamilton.

Thank you! Thank you.

Kathleen, on behalf of Mayor Murphy

And the citizens of castle gate,

I'm please to award you this certificate.

That completes our talent showcase for this year.

We hope to see you out next year.

I'm sorry, Bonnie.

I thought you did quite well tonight.

You w-w-was robbed, b-Bonnie.

No. Kathleen was good.

She's an awful person!

But being bitter won't make me a better singer.

Congratulations.

Thanks.

Come on, we need to go home.

Bonnie!

You kids get away from there!

We'd better go.

That old dam is going to kill somebody someday.

I don't know why they don't block it off.

Hey! Lookit!

Ain't t-that the silit-t-toe p-p-lace?

Yeah, it is.

Looks like someone's moved in and fixed it up.

A lot.

Yester-day it was like frankenst-st-st...

Frankenstein's castle.

Maybe ghosts moved in.

Georgie! Porter!

Gotta go.

Porter!

Didn't you hear me, boy?

Port, are you gonna be okay?

My d-dad...

He hasn't had w-w-w-work for almost t-two years is all.

He ain't really m-mean.

Poor porter and Georgie.

Mr. Baker ought not to be so mean to his own children.

Don't be so quick to judge Mr. Baker.

Bein' poor can make a person do things

They might not otherwise do.

Come on, we're gonna make those porkers squeal!

Wait up, you guys!

You fat pigs!

Hey, you hogs!

You big fat hogs!

Pig face!

Fat pigs!

Hogs!

Fat faces!

Big fat hogs!

I smell bacon...

Bacon...

Piggy...

Piggy...

Hi, Tommy...

Boys, them pigs is like family to me.

They got feelins' just exactly like you and me got.

Just exactly like you and me!

Now how do ya think them pigs

Might be feelin' right now this very minute

Knowin' you been out there callin' 'em names

Just cuz they're different than other people?

Them pigs ain't people.

They pigs!

They got no feelin's!

They got feelin's all right!

They just can't express 'em like you and me do.

Why not?

What do ya mean, why not?

Cuz they can't talk... that's why not!

If they could, they would!

Wait just a minute.

You know, I suppose them pigs... maybe they can talk,

'cept that we can't understand 'em, that's all.

So is pigs people too, pa?

Just look different cuz you can't understand 'em?

Yeah... No!

Them pigs is better behaved than some people I met.

Them pigs ain't people... they're pigs!

My paps... he's a butcher...

He cuts 'em up and we eat 'em!

My mom bought a pig from you last year

And we ate 'em for Christmas!

His name was blue.

Blue...

You ate blue?

Tommy, get your friends outta here!

Don't you let me catch you

Callin' them pigs names any more!

I don't care if ya ate 'em!

They got feelin's!

No more!

Nooooo more!

Dang kids these days!

I don't know where they get some of their ideas.

Emelda... I got bad news for ya.

Ol' blue's dead.

Some nasty little boy down the road ate 'em for Christmas.

What's for breakfast?

Bacon.

Have you gotten one of them to holler yet?

No, not yet.

You should think they had legs

The way they disappear now-a-days.

This is the contract to the Silitoe house,

Including that old place the Nelson's live in.

I'll need your signature right here on this bottom line.

Someone's bought the old Silitoe place.

It's been fixed up

So as it looks just like a castle from a story book.

Some dang quick fix-up.

That place looked like a heap a junk a week ago.

Probably a banker.

You know, it's funny getting a buyer for this place,

Especially during times like these.

The inanes lost their farm yesterday.

Ingans too.

Couldn't make mortgage.

How much do you know about this man?

His name's Ribaldi.

Other than that, nobody seems to know a thing about him,

Except that he has access to large amounts of money.

This world has gone crazy when a good man like Alf

Can lose his home of 20 years just like that

To some newcomer banker!

We don't know who it was that took his farm, Dallin...

Just a bank!

Bankers run banks.

Ribaldi...

Why would a man like that

Come to castle gate?

Who knows... Odd.

Have a good day.

Thanks.

Dad?

Yes, son.

You sold Bonnie Nelson's house?

Well, it wasn't their home,

But, yes, I sold it, why?

Will the Nelson's still live in their house.

Son, like I said, it wasn't their house.

It never was... It was mine,

And I don't know where they're gonna live.

People like the nelsons and the Ingans...

They'll survive somehow.

Hi kids.

Hi hi.

Hi, Margie.

I'm afraid I have some bad news for you.

I'm sorry.

Evicted?

I would like to speak with a, uh, a Mr...

...Ribaldi, please.

Come in.

Madame, the master will see you now.

You may enter and go as far as the carpet, and no further.

The carpet... Why?

To the carpet and no further!

If you cross the carpet or step onto it

Or go any further,

Your interview will come to an abrupt end!

Do you understand?

Yes.

Hello?

You may approach.

Your servant said that I...

Just three feet towards the piano,

Then stop in the light.

I want to look at you.

May I come closer?

I like to see who I'm talking to.

No. State your business.

You bought the old house on Patton street...

The one that belonged to James McBride.

It's our home and you... you evicted us today.

What concern is it of yours

What I do with my property?

If I lose my home, I could lose my job,

And without a job, my family would be in the street

We have nowhere to go.

Tell me, Mrs. Nelson,

How valuable is your home to you?

Well, I was paying Mr. McBride 10 dollars a month,

And I am prepared to pay you 12.

Is your home of no more value to you

Than 10 or 12 dollars a month?

Well, certainly it is!

What is this house worth to you?

Very little.

You see, to me this is a "house."

Yours is a "home."

One is physical, the other... Spiritual.

You, Mrs. Nelson, of all people

In this tiny little town should know of such things.

I should?

Yes.

Now, I ask you again...

What value do you place in your home?

I don't understand!

I don't have anymore than... than that!

Think... think for a moment...

What is of greater value to you than money?

Than even your home?

My family.

Yes, your family.

More specifically, your daughter...

The one who sings.

Yes, that's Bonnie.

If you want something of great value from me,

You must provide something

That is of great value yourself.

I am a poor woman.

I have nothing else to offer you.

You may have your home free on one condition...

Bonnie will work here

Each afternoon as my servant.

As long as she works for me,

You will never want for a place to live.

She's so young... why not me?

Her tasks will be simple.

No harm will befall her.

No.

No? No! And why not?

Because you're... you're too cold...

And you're too unfeeling!

Too cold?

Too cold?

What... you think me without feeling

Like a common beast?

Too cold?!

Get out!

Get out!

I'm sorry...

Leave! Be gone!

Never come back!

Get out!

Hans! Hans!

I think he wants you.

Hans, come to me now!

You told me it would work!

You told me what to do!

It didn't work!

How long must I wait?

How long must I keep looking?

Aaauuuuggghhhh!

Patience is a virtue.

Patience is a virtue?

Get your sniveling, pasty face out of here... now!

I don't know.

You told him no?

Bonnie, you are not working for that man.

Why not?

Cuz there's something about him that frightens me.

Like what?

It's like he's hiding something...

This dark secret.

He wouldn't even let me see him.

As we talked, he just kept in the shadows,

And then, when he got angry,

It was as if he were this beast.

So... Either we're homeless...

Or I go to work for a person

That's more like a beast than a man?

Sweetheart, this is not worth it.

It's okay.

I don't mind.

Could it be worse than being homeless?

Maybe.

Let me at least try it for one day.

He is different.

But, being different doesn't make you bad... Does it?

Most of the time, no. But sometimes it does.

Well, there's only one way to find out.

Bonnie, do you see this door?

Yes.

This door, here.

I see it.

You must never, never enter this room.

Do you understand?

I can't hear you.

I understand.

Good. Follow me.

Bonnie...

What will happen if I go in there?

Have you ever heard the expression,

"curiosity killed the cat?"

Yes.

Good.

Now follow me.

So what will happen if I go into the room?

The master resides in that room.

The master desires his privacy

More than anything else in life.

Should you invade that privacy,

You risk his anger.

His anger can be terrible.

Do you understand now?

So what will he do?

If you promise me

That you will never go into that room,

Then I'll see to it that you receive

Whatever dessert you want

Every night you are here.

Banana split?

Certainly.

Deal.

Good. Now, follow me.

Bonnie!

Somebody bought my note, demanding payment in full.

I gotta sell my hogs to pay.

You know I'd rather see them pigs e't

Than sold like animals.

Them pigs is animals, ain't they?

It's that newcomer banker sittin' up there

On his high horse buyin' and selling

On other people's misery and hard times.

Ain't no better than your hogs, is he, pa?

Boy, there's only two differences

Between my hogs and a banker...

A banker wears expensive britches,

And my hogs ain't never stole nuthin'.

One of these days somebody's gonna pull

That rich newcomer down off his high horse

And teach him a thing or two.

I hear he's a monster.

He's got teeth four inches sticking out of his mouth

To suck the blood from.

Monster, huh?

Where are you goin'?

Business.

Hey, watch it!

Hey!

Look at this!

Look at this what I got today!

Look at it!

It's a notice on my butchers place of employment!

Your note's being called in.

Note?

Your place is being taken away.

You betcha!

If they say I don't pay by the end of next week!

See, and it ain't just us two...

There's lots of people is bein' put out.

Times are hard now.

Things are happening all over the country.

Ain't never happened t' me till now!

And if it can happen to us, ain't nobody safe

From losin' everything they got!

Not even you!

I suppose you're right.

Who's doin' this to us?

That's hard to say...

It ain't t' me.

How's that?

All started when that Ribaldi fella

Moved in up to the old Silitoe place.

My money says, it's him.

You can't be sure it's him.

Anybody could have bought those notes.

Who's got money to buy pig farm notes

In castle gate?

Dad?

Ain't you two supposed to be home?

Mom says to come and get you for supper.

Go on home.

Tell your mother I'll be along soon.

Go on now.

C-c-come on home.

It ain't right you b-bein' alone like this.

Go home, son... Now!

B-b-but...

Didn't ya hear what I said?

Can't ya hear any better than ya can talk?

Now get!

Georgie! Porter!

Hey, mister...

That ain't right what you did.

I don't need you to tell me what is and ain't right.

I noticed this new fella was up to no good.

Why don't he go back t' where he come from?

Why's he gotta burden us?

You talkin' about fancy pants

Up on the hill there?

I hear he's got the little Nelson girl

Up there workin' for him.

Ain't it enough that our kids

Have to eat sugar and lard

And wear rags all the time?

Why's he gotta have 'em cleaning for him?

It ain't right... That's all I'm sayin'.

That fella's danged strange.

Never comes out 'cept at night.

My boy said he saw him one night.

Saw him?

Saw somethin'...

Looked like a man, but... Different.

Different?

Only comes out not in the sun... At night?

Makes you think, don't it?

Listen, Bonnie's seen him.

Mrs. Nelson doesn't think there's a problem.

Maybe so, but any man

That would steal another man's land 'n' home is a monster!

I don't care how he looks!

♪ Un soffio mi rimane ♪

♪ un giorno da passaro ♪

♪ ancora do toto a te morendo ♪

♪ un' altra alb' presiosa ♪

no! No! No!

It's all the same!

You must take the music out of your throat

And put it into your head!

But what would you know?

You can't think beyond your own face!

It is you who cannot see beyond your own face!

Ever since you were wounded,

You've let the ugliness of your face

Make your heart ugly!

How long must I wait?!

Will you drive this one away

Like you've driven all the others away?!

Enough, I said!

Like you try and drive me away?

Ari, I love you!

No, enough!

I said enough!

You came to sing, not lecture.

♪ Un soffio mi rimane ♪

♪ un giorno da passaro ♪

♪ ancora do toto a te morendo ♪

♪ un' altra alb' presiosa ♪

♪ un' altra or' risveglia ♪

♪ momento caru nei bracci tuio mi risposo. ♪

Ari, stop!

Can't you see you've frightened her?

This is my... House.

I don't care whose house it is.

If you cannot speak to this beautiful young woman,

Then go away and pout.

I said go!

Come with me Bonnie.

You know my name.

You're famous in this house.

You must not let the master frighten you.

He speaks of you often.

Often?

Often. You're a special girl.

But then all little girls are special.

Aren't they, Ari?

Is that Ari?

Yes.

Ari and I have been friends for an eternity.

I suppose you could say that our road together

Has been long and hard.

Your lessons are refreshing, as well as frustrating.

Then why do you keep coming back?

Why don't you stay in your world of princes

With dainty faces, and white knights

Full of Grace and pleasantries?

Gabriella...

I will always come back,

Even though we're worlds apart.

Good-bye, Bonnie.

It was a pleasure to meet you.

Be brave.

She's beautiful.

You were told not to enter this room.

I heard the music.

That woman... who is she?

Her name is Gabriella.

Gabriella is a Princess.

A real Princess?

I never lie.

A lie is a black hole that grows deeper and deeper,

Getting blacker and blacker,

Swallowing everyone who happens to stumble into it.

Then when all are consumed by it...

Friends, loved ones, family, all...

Do you know what happens?

What?

It turns into a great black beast.

It turns on its creator and devours him or her.

I never lie, either.

That is good to know.

Trust is the best way to begin a relationship.

Now, tell me the truth...

Did you like what you heard from Gabriella?

It was beautiful.

Yes, it was.

In fact, you have never heard anything

Quite so beautiful before, have you?

No, never!

And do you know why Gabriella is the best?

She was born that way?

Born that way?

Born that way?

No... And yes.

You see, many are born with what Gabriella has,

But few ever become what Gabriella is.

No, Gabriella is the best because I made her so.

She is the product of my genius.

You're not very humble, are you?

Humble? Humble.

No, should I be?

Humility is a virtue, Mr. Ribaldi.

I should think you should have

A lot to be humble about.

My, you are an honest little brute, aren't you?

So, what are you saying?

Nothing.

That I am... Ugly?

You're not... "ugly", ugly.

Do not insult me.

What... you think that I'm not ugly?

Where is honesty now?

No... I mean yes... I-I mean...

That I am ugly!

You think that I am ugly!

Say it! Say it!

Yes, sir!

You have an ugly heart!

That's worse than having an ugly face!

You can't control the way you look,

But you can control the way you treat others!

Yes, I am mean and I am ugly.

Now you may go.

Did you really teach her to sing like that?

I did... Now go.

A beast?

Yes, just like you said.

And he acted like one, too.

Then we're gonna have to find another way to get by

Because you're not gonna go back to that place.

But... There was something even more strange

Than the way he looked.

Like what?

Well, he had a woman with him today,

And she looked just like a Princess

And sang like an Angel.

And he said that he taught her to sing.

And mom, she loves him!

How could he do something so wonderful

If he's supposed to be so bad?

And how could someone so beautiful

Love someone so ugly?

I don't know,

But maybe there's something more to Mr. Ribaldi

Than meets the eye.

I wonder if...

What?

I wonder if he could teach me to sing like that?

I'm afraid this is not a fairy tale.

Wait for me!

Shhhhh!

I told you not to bring her!

She said she'd tell my pap if I didn't

And he'd woop me good!

Look!

Hey, look, he's gone to bed.

Or going to work.

You mean sucking blood?

Yes.

We don't know if he's a blood sucker yet...

...Do we?

Ooga ba goo-ga!

Someone's gone 'n' chopped porter's head clean off!

Hey, what are you guys doin' here?

Come to peep on the blood sucker.

The blood sucker who got you captured up on the hill!

They say he's a monster,

And we've got to get a look at him.

Mr. Ribaldi?

Yup.

There isn't any blood sucker,

And there certainly isn't any monster.

Mr. Ribaldi is just...

...A monster?

No.

He's just different, that's all.

C-can ya p-prove it?

Porter, you too?

You don't believe me?

Everyb-body in t-town says it.

Look, come back tomorrow

And I'll take you to meet him.

It's too late now.

Tomorrow he'll be a man again.

We want to see him tonight

Before he... he... You know whats.

No, I don't know.

Have you ever heard

That "curiosity kills the cat?"

I ain't a cat. Let's go.

Ain't you comin'?

Nope. I don't peeper!

See anything?

Nothin'.

T-t-ommy... Ni-ni-Nick...

Hey, guys,

There's somebody in here.

Elaina!

She's going into the house!

Elaina! Elaina! Elaina! Elaina!

Listen!

The blood sucker's got her!

The blood sucker's got her!

Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!

Oh, my goodness me!

Me poor little girl!

Hurry, everybody hurry!

He gots me baby!

He was huge with big teeth.

He doesn't have big teeth!

And red eyes with a red tongue.

And horns on his head!

Why don't you be quiet and let the the boys talk!

Don't you talk to my girl that way...

Not when I'm around!

Don't you know any better?

I'll take a bar of soap to your mouth!

Let's go!

What's the matter?

Why is everybody shouting?

She's still alive.

Everybody, come into my house!

Come, come!

I know you said I couldn't go back...

...But, mom, I saw her go into Mr. Ribaldi's house.

And you saw her... she wasn't hurt!

How'd she get back anyway?

Maybe that's something you should ask Mr. Ribaldi.

You mean you'll let me go back?

All that I've ever seen come from Mr. Ribaldi is good.

I think that you guys should get to know him.

Why?

Hey, Nick, how'd your sister get home last night?

And how d-d-did your sister's leg

Get b-b-better all of a s-sudden?

My pap said I can't talk to you anymore.

Oh, Bonnie, are you going

To the state solo finals?

I haven't heard anything about it.

What is it?

Oh, I'm sorry.

You weren't invited, were you?

Well, you have to be one of the best.

Sorry.

Some day I'm gonna teach that Kathleen

A lesson in good manners!

Nick, how are you today?

You been noticing things that might be strange?

No, I don't think so, why?

See my girl... look at her.

Hey, her leg's better!

Mr. Ribaldi, how did you do it?

I didn't expect you back.

I mean Elaina.

How did you do it?

I know she was here.

Now she can walk without limping.

How did you do it?

Is that why you came back?

Am I like a side show freak

That you can come back and peek at for your own entertainment?

I'm not tolerant of pernicious little persons

Snooping about my house trying to take a peek at my snout.

If your friends come again,

I'll eat them with cabbage and rye bread.

I don't think you'll have to worry about that.

You've scared them to death already.

Good!

Why would you want anyone to be afraid of you?

Are you afraid of me?

I don't think so.

Good. Then go back to work.

Can you teach anyone to sing like you did Gabriella?

No, I can't.

The beauty must already be there.

I simply unlock it and set it free.

I can sing.

I said, I can sing!

You... no!

I'm good to boot!

You don't say?

We'll see.

Well, what is it you would you like to sing?

Do you know... "I'll be loving you always?"

"I'll be loving you always..."

Well...

Go ahead, I'm just warming up.

You never warm up by clearing your throat!

Oh, sorry.

♪ I'll be loving you always. ♪

What's the matter?

You sing like a goat.

You didn't even let me finish!

I get better as I go along.

Better? I can't wait for you to get better!

Your singing is physically painful!

My ears are too delicate for your bellowing and screetchings.

You know nothing.

Yes, I do!

And I don't sing like a goat!

What would you know anyway?

You're just making fun of me!

I'm a good singer!

You wouldn't know a singer if it sang you to sleep!

You have no heart, do you?

No feelings!

You're ugly inside and out!

Ugly? Ah, that is a word I know the meaning of well.

Hans!

Hans, come here!

Hans, come to me now!

Sorry. Thank you, sir.

"the curse"...

Now.

♪ We heard the tales since we were young. ♪

♪ Heard the words... ♪

Not sing! Just play.

Oh, I see.

Now?

Now.

♪ We've heard the tales since we were young, ♪

♪ heard the songs that have been sung ♪

♪ about an evil spell. ♪

♪ Someone beautiful is cursed, ♪

♪ we feel sad through every verse ♪

♪ 'til a kiss and all is well. ♪

♪ The message that no one can see ♪

♪ is clearer to someone like me. ♪

♪ There is no curse or evil spell ♪

♪ that's worse than one we give ourselves. ♪

♪ There is no sorcerer as cruel as the proud, angry fool. ♪

♪ And yet, we cry, "life isn't fair." ♪

♪ beneath our cries the truth is there. ♪

♪ The power that will break the spell ♪

♪ we should know very well ♪

♪ is locked within ourselves. ♪

♪ Yet we'd rather blame and curse our fate than change. ♪

♪ We run from everyone to hide from the pain... ♪

♪ and all the shame. ♪

♪ The story's old, we know it well. ♪

♪ About a wretched, evil spell. ♪

♪ The power that will break this curse... ♪

♪ oh, I know all too well ♪

♪ is locked within myself. ♪

I was wrong.

I'm sorry.

You're beautiful.

No one can sing like that and not be beautiful.

Bravo!

Bravo! Wonderful!

Get out!

What?

Get out!

Your excellency, didn't you hear her?

She's the one, I know it.

Get out! I said get out!

Leave! Go!

Are you all right, your excell...

Get ouuuuuut!

♪ I love these pigs, ♪

♪ I love these pigs so much. ♪

♪ We love them swine. ♪

♪ They is divine. ♪

♪ We love them pigs. ♪

♪ It makes me want to dance a jig. ♪

♪ La-la, la-la... ♪

♪ la-la-la-la-la-la. ♪

♪ I love them pigs. ♪

How do you get 'em to sing?

Well, it starts in your mouth

And moves down your arm,

And comes out their lips.

You hear about Rufus Ellington?

No, just he's havin' some kind of money trouble or somethin'.

Yeah, he lost his farm, but that ain't the trick.

You know his little boy?

Yeah, he's, uh, he can't see very well.

He's near sighted or somethin'.

Yeah, well, he ain't near sighted anymore.

It's got old Rufus going back to church.

Figure that out.

Somethin' unnatural is happenin' here

In castle gate.

Hey, guys, come on outside.

I got somethin' I wanna tell ya.

You know, we gotta warn the town

About this Ribaldi fella.

I know exactly what you mean...

Let's split up...

Hey, mister, there's a monster up there

In them there hills...

Mr. Ribaldi!

Bonnie.

You did this for me, didn't you?

We've work to do.

Come, come! Stop gawking.

But you said I sounded like a goat.

You do.

If I sound like a goat,

Then why did you recommend that I be included

In the state solo finals?

Because when I am through with you...

You'll be angelic.

♪ Ahhh... Ahhh... ♪

♪ ...Won't someone let me in? ♪

Well, how was it?

Excellent.

Well, I never...

No, you should never...

Never!

You shouldn't be so rude to Hans.

Perhaps. That is not the point.

The point is, you are not allowing the sound

To exit uninhibited from your vocal cords

Through your frontal resonators.

The tip of the tongue must be drawn towards

The lower part of the bottom teeth

So that it cannot drop back,

Trapping and obstructing the sound.

♪ Ah-h-h-h-h... ♪

Yes!

I'll try to be better with Hans.

Why do we gotta have beans every single night?

I'm sick and tired of this!

We could have a little meat sometimes, couldn't we?

What... what are you doing with all the money?

I know it isn't much!

You're taking it and using it on them kids all the time!

What are you using it for anyway?

Of course, she needs a new pair of shoes?

We could all use a new pair...

Is dad mad again?

Yeah.

Whatcha doin'?

I'm g-going out.

Out where?

I d-dunno. Just out.

Don't t-tell mom and d-dad.

Bills, bills, bills!

I figure if I sell all my hogs, we can keep the place.

My goodness, Emelda,

Who'd a knowd a man would be forced

To sell his family just to keep his home.

We'll get through.

We've still got the farm.

We can start again.

Telegram from Denver...

Who do you know in Denver?

I don't know.

Well, here.

It's from the Winchester clinic in Denver.

Winchester clinic?

It says my condition can be reversed.

I'm to go to Denver as soon as possible.

Here, let me see that.

We never seen nobody in Denver about no condition.

Besides, we ain't got the money for that sort of thing.

Well, Emelda Avery...

You's a ten "thousandaire"...Ha!

Who are you?

Perhaps, I should be asking you that.

I'm p-porter.

I'm a friend of b-Bonnie's.

Yes, Bonnie speaks highly of you.

Really?

She tells me you've got a problem.

Sit down.

There is nothing more mean and ugly in this world

Than to have a beautiful gift, a loving spirit,

And a desire to give and share these things

When there is nobody to share them with.

You know what I mean, don't you, porter?

Is it your father?

I hate it.

I hate my d-d-dad.

Do you know what I think?

W-w-what?

I think that you love your father

And you hate the way you feel.

Change the way you feel.

He doesn't deserve love!

He's mean and selfish!

He doesn't care about us!

He only cares about himself.

I hate him!

He should love us!

He should take us hiking and fishing

And teach us how to play ball...

Sometimes it takes hard times to make us gentle and strong.

How can it do both?

It just makes my dad mean.

Meanness isn't strength.

Your father is not a strong man...

Not yet anyway.

But who knows what tomorrow brings.

You mustn't give up on him.

He needs the love of his family now,

Just as you need his love.

And someday you will both get what you need.

Do you see this mirror?

Yeah.

It's a magic mirror.

Like in snow white?

Now that you mention it, I think it was snow white

Who gave this mirror to me as a gift.

If you look deeply into the mirror

And tell yourself what you've learned tonight,

The mirror will show you how you've been made a better man.

I don't understand.

You d-d-d-don't?

Wow!

So, you have Cyrano who has a nose about a foot long

Afraid to tell Roxanne he loves her.

She's too beautiful,

And he's afraid that she'll laugh at him.

Can you imagine it?

A guy who just the night before

Successfully dueled 100 assailants scared of a woman!

So what does he do about it?

He hires the handsomest man he can, named Christian,

To "woo" the beautiful Roxanne

By saying the things that Cyrano writes for him.

Well, it just so happens

That Roxanne falls in love with Christian,

But not because he's handsome,

But because he expresses a beautiful soul

By the things he says and writes.

Problem is that Christian also loves Roxanne,

But can't tell her because he has a hard time

Expressing his feelings...

So who get's the girl?

You have to read the play.

This is very strange.

♪ Memimamo memimamo memimamo memimamo mou. ♪

♪ Memimano memimamo memimamo memimamo mou. ♪

Hans...

How many times have I told you

That it hurts my ears to hear you sing?

Perhaps I could give you a lesson or two.

Really!

Did you hear that?

The master is going to give me a lesson!

Do you think I'll ever be any good?

No.

Play.

Now, Georgie, I have something for you.

♪ Dolce amor ♪

♪ figlietta divan ♪

♪ sei un fiore in gemma ♪

♪ sbocciando vicin. ♪

♪ Aprile sei tu ♪

♪ ma sogni di giun. ♪

♪ Eogni giorno passando, ♪

♪ t'inbel lezza di piu. ♪

♪ Dear April child, ♪

♪ are you dreaming of June? ♪

♪ Like a tender young flower ♪

♪ awaiting Summer's bloom. ♪

♪ Sweet April child, in the springtime of youth, ♪

♪ what a glorious season, ♪

♪ it is yours, let it shine through ♪

♪ ti sveglia Cara figlia ♪

♪ of what begins to to wake. ♪

♪ In fondo sieigia Bella. ♪

♪ Let it grow inside of you. ♪

There's something strange goin' on around here.

I used to think papanickolas was superstitious,

But there is something strange goin' on.

♪ Ti sveglia Cara figlia ♪

♪ of what begins to to wake. ♪

♪ In fondo seigia Bella ♪

♪ let it grow inside of you ♪

♪ sweet April child, ♪

♪ it's the spring of your youth. ♪

♪ Cherish these Precious days, ♪

♪ Summer comes all too soon ♪

♪ dear April child, still dreaming of June. ♪

Yeah, there's some strange, strange things happening,

That's for sure.

Makes me wonder what's wrong?

Makes me wonder what's right.

Mom, I'm home.

Bonnie, I'm afraid that they have some some bad news.

I'm sorry, honey.

I know how much singing

In the contest meant to you.

Listen, Mr. McBride left me a message.

He said that if you stop working for Mr. Ribaldi,

They'd allow you to sing in the contest.

I don't know why I allowed myself

To be talked into listening to your croaking!

A frog has better cords!

I've heard yaks in the high Andes belch in Harmony

Compared to your bellowings!

I take umbrage at the insinuation.

Insinuation? Who's insinuation?

I might have charges brought against you

For polluting the air!

He thinks I'm getting better.

Bonnie!

A Ray of sunshine on this... Irksome day.

Now, come soothe my soul.

I think you are finally ready, so I want you to have this.

It's a song.

I wrote it a long time ago when times were better.

Better?

Happier... At least for myself.

You've been awakened.

What?

Awakened... To the truth.

You see, you bear the blush of a young girl

Who has come face-to-face with reality.

Reality and all it's ugliness.

They won't let me go to the competition

Unless I stop working for you.

Mom says they think you're taking their homes.

You're not, are you?

Does it matter?

It does to me.

No, I haven't taken anything from these people.

I didn't think you could.

Why don't you tell them.

Because people hear and see only what they want to hear and see.

What I say can't get past their eyes,

Let alone into their ears.

Now go. I understand.

Where were we?

What?

My lesson.

Lesson?

You're the most beautiful person that I've ever known.

You don't mean that.

You don't think I'd let those people tell me what to do!

I won't leave you!

No.

You must go now... Quickly.

Why?

Because neither you or I want to waste

All that we've accomplished this last little while.

When you go to that competition,

You and I will have triumphed.

If you don't, we will have failed.

You will go to that competition,

And you will win!

You will be everything that you ever dreamed of being and more!

Not for yourself,

But for what you give to others.

But I...

No buts!

Our time together is fulfilled.

Now you must go and never come back

Or all that we have accomplished will be wasted!

Now go. Go now and sing!

Sing!

I'll be with you.

Is she... Gone?

She chose not to stay?

She chose to stay.

She chose to stay?

I practically had to chase her away!

She chose to stay?

Ha, ha, ha...

She chose me!

She chose to stay?

♪ Heir, heir meistro... ♪

Do you wish to wound this moment of happiness?

...You listen to what he has to say.

I love you, sweetheart.

I love you.

Hans, take care of her.

I wish I could go, but I've gotta work.

She will be just fine.

Okay...

Bye, Bonnie!

Bye, Bonnie! I hope you win!

Good luck, Bonnie.

Hello, Georgie.

Hello.

What can I do for you?

Can you teach me to sing... Like you taught Bonnie?

Do your parents know where you are?

Someday I may teach you how to sing, Georgie.

But, today is not that day.

Now come, I'll take you part of the way home.

Aren't you coming?

Is there no other way?

This is a short cut.

Perhaps the long way would be preferable this time.

Come on, we play here all the time.

Georgie, wait!

This place looks dangerous!

Georgie!

Georgie!

Gee, it's like a church...

Only bigger.

In many ways it is a church.

For that reason,

It will not frighten you... it will inspire you.

Thanks.

Two more lost their homes... today!

That Don Duncan and Kevin welsh.

Well, you know those fellas...

I know they wasn't much in the way of being men,

But nobody should lose their houses like that!

Hi, son.

Georgie hasn't come home from school yet.

Well, where is she?

I don't know.

We've been looking all over.

Mom's out lookin' right now.

Come on.

Uh, Gordon, your girl, Georgie, she's a missing?

Yeah.

That's no good.

Hey, we gotta help him!

Come on, let's go!

♪ The birds in June, ♪

♪ they sing their cheery fa la la la la. ♪

♪ The birds they swoon and laugh so dearly, ♪

♪ fa la la la la. ♪

♪ All who sing along join in springtime song, ♪

♪ fa la la la la la la la. ♪

She's good.

So are you.

Put the map down.

Let's look at the map.

Where are we on this map?

Where are we not?

♪ In the mountain still while my love sleeps, ♪

♪ I climb to yonder hill. ♪

Georgie!

Georgie, honey!

She fell!

It's true... He is a monster.

What was she doing with you?

Is she going to be all right?

Georgie!

The monster... He must a done something to her.

Get him!

Thank you, Kathleen Hamilton of castle gate.

Next, Bonnie Nelson singing an original composition by Ribaldi.

♪ Music boxes have within ♪

♪ melodies they carry with them. ♪

♪ Once they're opened, music fills the air. ♪

♪ Every person you have known has a song of their own. ♪

♪ Once they open up you'll hear what's there. ♪

♪ It's not easy, ♪

♪ you must listen with your heart ♪

♪ for what lies hidden. ♪

♪ There was a melody locked deep inside of me, ♪

♪ but now it's free. ♪

♪ It found a place embraced by Harmony, ♪

♪ sweet Harmony. ♪

♪ Love more than anything teaches our hearts to sing. ♪

♪ Only love could break the shell, ♪

♪ now I know very well the love within myself. ♪

Stop it!

You don't know what you're doing.

So just leave this man alone!

Somebody help me.

Somebody please help me!

I say we go up to that castle in the Sky

And see what the monster's done to us all!

Will nobody help me?!

Get his feet!

Take his feet!

♪ There was a melody locked deep inside of me, ♪

♪ but now it's free. ♪

♪ It found a place embraced by Harmony,

♪ sweet Harmony. ♪

♪ Love more than anything teaches our hearts to sing. ♪

♪ Only love could break the shell, ♪

♪ now, I know very well the love within myself. ♪

I got it!

I got the book!

I got the proof!

I got the book to show 'em

What the monster has been doin' to us all!

Read it!

Yeah, here we go!

Rufus Ellington!

Yeah!

Andre Ellington!

Andre?

Near sighted, $ 450.00... He sees.

Let's hear about the land!

Julie Johnson, broken femur...

$700.00...

Walks.

Julie?

He did that for my Julie?

Steve sorter...

Steve sorter, son of Mitch Sorter,

Club foot, $ 1,300.00... he walks.

Emelda Avery.

Emelda Avery, tumor at base of spine,

Crippled, $ 10,000.00... will walk soon.

I don't get it.

Who's been takin' our homes?!

Me!

It was me.

I'm the one that took your land.

So if you want to hurt somebody, then hurt me.

But please leave this man alone.

Let's go.

There's been enough harm done tonight already.

Son...

Come on, we'd better get this man to a hospital.

Good man.

Will you come back tomorrow?

Hey, I was told two bucks for a day's work.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know that.

What happened?

They t-t-took him.

Where is he?

What happened?

He pulled Georgie from the culvert.

He saved her.

Where is he?

He died this morning.

♪ Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah... ♪

Well, I suppose it's off to the east for me.

What will you do?

I'm... Going home.

Where's that?

Oh, a far off land.

So distant you'd never know it existed.

I've been re-employed by an old patron.

Well then, you're happy.

Definitely.

Well, good-bye.

It has been wonderful.

I wish I could say as much.

We need to get on home.

Timmy... Timmy... Timmy.

C'mere.

S-s-ure c-c-cleaned things up in a hurry.

Listen!

What is it?

That's my song!

Mr. Ribaldi gave it to me.

May I help you?

No, I thought you were somebody else.

I'm sorry, my daughter has had a bad experience.

I'm sorry. What was it?

May I help?

No, it wasn't bad.

In fact, it was wonderful.

I'm sorry to bother you.

No problem.

We need to go.

Who are you?

Why are you here?

Bonnie...

No, it's okay.

I used to live here a long time ago.

I was just passing through

And thought I'd take one last look

Before I left for home.

Where's home?

Far away.

So far away I'd never thought it existed?

Some might put it that way, yes.

Well, I've people waiting for me.

I'd better go.

I found something that might belong to you.

B-b-but this...

Porter...

This was Mr. Ribaldi's.

Hey!

Who are you?

What's your name?

My name?

Some people call me Rigoletto.

But then, you don't believe that, do you?

Rigoletto... Do you believe it?

No, do you?

...Restored to his kingdom,

Rigoletto took his beautiful bride

And left the world of men to dwell happily ever after.

Do you believe that, Bonnie?

I do.

♪ I love the part in fairy tales ♪

♪ that's very near the end. ♪

♪ When all the kingdom cheers for their new Queen. ♪

♪ And all is well and all is good ♪

♪ and everyone belongs,

♪ and happily they're ever-after-ing. ♪

♪ But when I enter the kingdom of dreams ♪

♪ and face the promise of all I can be. ♪

♪ Will they see me as a heroine? ♪

♪ Tell me, will they let me in? ♪

♪ I love the hour the seasons change ♪

♪ and winter turns to spring ♪

♪ and empty branches welcome newborn leaves. ♪

♪ The earth makes room for every flower ♪

♪ and reaches for the sun ♪

♪ "I'm glad you've come" is whispered on the breeze. ♪

♪ But when I enter the spring of my dreams ♪

♪ just like a wild flower that burst on the scene. ♪

♪ Will I find my place with the gentle wind? ♪

♪ Tell me, will they let me in. ♪

♪ And if a heart's breaking, a part of me's aching ♪

♪ to show them how much that I care. ♪

♪ But if no one lets me or turns and forgets me... ♪

♪ then how, how can I share? ♪

♪ There is a part, of fairy tales ♪

♪ that's very near the end, ♪

♪ the Princess and the Prince proclaim their love. ♪

♪ And hearts that heal and souls are changed ♪

♪ and two blend into one, ♪

♪ all orchestrated by the stars above. ♪

♪ But when I stand at the door of my dreams ♪

♪ and face a lonely heart calling for me. ♪

♪ I could fill that emptiness within ♪

♪ if that heart would let me in. ♪

♪ Won't someone let me in? ♪

THE END