All right.
Heave-ho. Heave-ho.
The dream that you wish will come true
Will come true
- Yes? - The carriage is here.
Why, Cinderella,
- you're not ready, child. - I'm not going.
Not going? Oh, what a shame.
But of course, there will be other times.
Yes. Good night.
Oh, well.
What's a royal ball?
After all, I suppose it would be frightfully dull
and boring and completely...
Completely wonderful.
- It's my... - Surprise!
- Surprise!
- Happy birthday! - No, no, no, no!
Well, I never dreamed it.
It's such a surprise.
Oh, how can I ever?
Oh, thank you so much.
Remember, when you're presented to His Highness,
- be sure... - Wait!
Please, wait for me.
Isn't it lovely? Do you like it?
Do you think it will do?
- Cinderella! - Mother, she can't.
- Oh, no. - You can't!
Girls, please.
After all, we did make a bargain.
Didn't we, Cinderella?
And I never go back on my word.
How very clever.
These beads,
they give it just the right touch.
Don't you think so, Drizella?
No, I don't. I think she's...
Oh! Why, you little thief!
- They're my beads. Give them here. - Oh, no.
And look, that's my sash. Wearing my sash.
- She can't! - Oh, please.
Please, no.
Thief! You ungrateful little...
Girls, girls.
That's quite enough. Hurry along now, both of you.
I won't have you upsetting yourselves.
Good night.
You will lose your heartache
Whatever you wish for, you'll keep
Oh, no. No, it isn't true.
Have faith in your dreams and someday
It's just no use.
Your rainbow will come smiling through
No use at all.
No matter how your heart is grieving
If you keep on believing
- I can't believe. Not anymore. - The dream that you wish
- Will come true - There's nothing left to believe in.
- Nothing. - Nothing, my dear?
- Oh, now you don't really mean that. - Oh, but I do.
Nonsense, child!
If you'd lost all your faith, I couldn't be here.
And here I am.
Oh, come now. Dry those tears.
You can't go to the ball looking like that.
- The ball? Oh, but I'm not... - Of course, you are.
But we'll have to hurry,
because even miracles take a little time.
- Miracles? - Watch.
What in the world did I do with that magic wand? I was sure...
- Magic wand? - That's strange.
- I always... - Then you must be...
Your fairy godmother? Of course.
Where is that wand? I...
Oh! I forgot.
I put it away.
- Look at what she did. - How'd she do it?
Now, let's see.
I'd say the first thing you need is...
...a pumpkin. - A pumpkin?
Now... the magic words.
Sala-gadoola-menchika-boo-la Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo
Put 'em together and what have you got?
Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo
Sala-gadoola-menchika-boo-la Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo
It'll do magic believe it or not
Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo
Now sala-gadoola means a menchika-boolaroo
But the thing-a-ma-bob that does the job
Is bibbidi-bobbidi-boo
Sala-gadoola-menchika-boo-la Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo
Put 'em together and what have you got
Bibbidi-bobbidi, bibbidi-bobbidi Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo
- Oh, looky. - Isn't it wonder-fee?
Oh, it's beautiful.
Yes, isn't it?
With an elegant coach like that, of course,
we'll simply have to have...
...mice! - Mice?
Oh, this really is nice.
Why, we'll have a coach and four when we're through.
Just a wave of my stick, and to finish the trick,
bibbidi, bobbidi, boo.
Gracious, what did I do?
I was sure there were four. There should be one more.
There you are.
Bibbidi, bobbidi, boo.
Oh, poor Lucifer.
Serves him right, I'd say. Now...
Where were we? Oh, goodness, yes.
You can't go to the ball without...
...a horse. - Another one?
But tonight, for a change, you will handle the reins,
and sit in the driver's seat too.
For instead of a horse, you're the coachman, of course.
Bibbidi, bobbidi, boo.
That does it, I guess, except for... oh, yes!
The finishing touch. And that's you.
Yes, Bruno, that's right, you'll be footman tonight.
Bibbidi, bobbidi, boo.
Well, well, hop in, my dear. We can't waste time.
- But... - Now don't try to thank me.
Oh, I wasn't... I mean, I do, but...
But don't you think my dress...
Yes, it's lovely, dear. Lov...
Good heavens, child. You can't go in that!
Now, let's see, dear.
Your size and the shade of your eyes.
Something simple, but daring too.
Oh, just leave it to me. What a gown this will be.
Bibbidi-bobbidi. Bibbidi-bobbidi.
Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo.
Oh, it's a beautiful dress.
Did you ever see such a beautiful dress?
And look, glass slippers.
Why, it's like a dream.
A wonderful dream come true.
Yes, my child.
But like all dreams,
well, I'm afraid this can't last forever.
You'll have till midnight, then...
Midnight? Thank you.
Now, now, now, just a minute. You must understand, my dear.
On the stroke of 12 the spell will be broken,
and everything will be as it was before.
Oh, I understand, but...
...it's more than I ever hoped for.
Bless you, my child.
I... Goodness me!
It's getting late. Hurry up, dear. The ball can't wait.
Have a good time. Dance. Be gay.
Now, off you go. You're on your way.
With a bibbidi-bobbidi Bibbidi-bobbidi
Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo
Princess Frederica Janie de la Fontain.
Mademoiselle Augustina DuBois.
Daughter of General Pierre DuBois.
The boy isn't cooperating.
Mademoiselle Leonora Mercedes de la Tour.
Daughter of Colonel and Madame de la Tour.
I can't understand it.
There must be at least one who'd make a suitable mother.
- Sire. - A suitable wife.
Mademoiselles Drizella
and Anastasia Tremaine.
Daughters of Lady Tremaine.
I give up. Even I couldn't expect the boy to...
Well, if I may say so, Your Majesty, I did try to warn you,
but you, sire, are incurably romantic.
No doubt you saw the whole pretty picture in detail.
The young prince... bowing to the assembly.
Suddenly he stops. He looks up.
For, lo, there she stands.
The girl of his dreams.
Who she is or whence she came, he knows not, nor does he care,
for his heart tells him that here,
here is the maid predestined to be his bride.
A pretty plot for fairy tales, sire.
But in real life, oh, no.
No! It was foredoomed to failure.
Failure, eh?
Take a look at that, you pompous windbag!
Who is she? You know her?
No, sire. I've never seen her before.
That's one thing in her favor.
The waltz. Quick, the waltz!
Lights.
The lights.
Failure, eh?
Well...
Now for a good night's sleep.
Oh, quite so, sire. I believe I, too...
You will stay right here.
See they're not disturbed,
and when the boy proposes, notify me immediately.
- "Notify me immediately." - And remember:
If anything goes wrong...
- Who is she, Mother? - Do we know her?
Well, the prince certainly seems to.
- I know I've never seen her. - Nor I.
But she certainly is... Wait.
There is something familiar about her.
So this is love
So this is what makes life
Divine
I'm all aglow
- And now I know - And now I know
The key to all heaven
Is mine
My heart has wings
And I can fly
I'll touch every star
In the sky
So this is the miracle
That I've been dreaming of
So this
Is
Love
Oh, my goodness.
What's the matter?
- It's midnight. - Yes, so it is. But why?
- Goodbye. - No, wait.
- You can't go now. It's only... - Oh, I must. Please.
- Please, I must. - But why?
Well, I... Oh, the prince.
- I haven't met the prince. - The prince?
But didn't you know?
- Goodbye. - No, wait.
Come back. Please come back.
I don't even know your name. How will I find you?
Wait! Please wait.
Goodbye.
Oh, I say. Young lady!
- Wait! - The prince!
Mademoiselle. Seņorita.
Just a moment.
Guard! Guard!
Stop that coach! Close those gates!
Follow that coach!
Open those gates!
I'm sorry.
I guess I forgot about everything.
Even the time, but...
But it was so wonderful.
And he was so handsome, and when we danced...
Oh, I'm sure even the prince himself couldn't have been more...
...more...
- Oh, well, it's over, and... - Cinderelly.
Look, look! The slipper!
- Yeah, your slipper. - Your slipper, Cinderelly.
Thank you.
Thank you so much, for everything.
Your Majesty, I see no point in beating about the bush.
I regret to inform you, sire,
that the young lady has disappeared,
leaving behind only this glass slipper.
Yes. I'll do it.
No. I just can't.
Well, come in.
Come in!
- Your Majesty... - So, he's proposed already?
- Tell me about it. - Well...
- Who is she? - I didn't get a chance...
No matter. We've more important things to discuss.
Arrangements for the wedding,
invitations, a national holiday.
- All that sort of thing. - But, sire...
Here. Have a cigar. Take a few more.
But...
Better practice passing these out.
But if you'd...
...only listen. - And for you, my friend.
- Your Majesty, please... - A knighthood.
I hereby dub you Sir...
- By the way, what title would you like? - Sire?
- She got away. - Sir "She Got Away"?
A peculiar title, but if that's what you...
She what? Why, you...
You... you traitor!
Now, sire. Remember, your blood pressure.
Treason!
No, sire. No!
Sabotage!
You were in league with the prince.
I tried to stop her,
- but she vanished into thin air. - A likely story.
But it's true, sire. All we could find was this glass slipper.
The whole thing was a plot!
But, sire, he loves her.
He won't rest till he finds her.
He's determined to marry her.
What? What did you say?
The prince, sire, swears he'll marry none
but the girl who fits this slipper.
He said that, did he?
We've got him!
But, sire, this slipper may fit any number of girls.
That's his problem. He's given his word.
- We'll hold him to it. - No, Your Highness.
I'll have nothing to do with it.
You'll try this on every maid in my kingdom.
And if the shoe fits...
...bring her in.
Yes, Your Majesty.
Cinderella? Cinderella?
- Cinderella! Where is that? - Yes?
- Here I am. - My daughters, where are they?
I think they're still in bed.
Don't just stand there!
Bring up the breakfast trays at once. And hurry!
Wow. I wonder what's the matter.
- What's the matter with her? - I don't know.
Let's find out. Come on.
Drizella!
- What? - Get up. Quick. This instant.
We haven't a moment to lose.
Anastasia.
Get up, Anastasia.
What for? Why?
Everyone's talking about it, the whole kingdom.
- Hurry now. He'll be here any minute. - Who will?
The grand duke. He's been hunting all night.
- Hunting? - For that girl.
The one who lost her slipper at the ball last night.
They say he's madly in love with her.
- The duke is? - No, no. The prince!
The prince!
You clumsy little fool.
Clean that up. And then help my daughters dress.
- What for? - If he's in love with that girl,
why should we even bother?
Now you two, listen to me.
There is still a chance that one of you can get him.
One of us? Why, Mother, what do you mean?
Just this:
No one, not even the prince, knows who that girl is.
We know! We know! Cinderelly!
The glass slipper is their only clue.
Now, the duke has been ordered to try it
on every girl in the kingdom.
And if one can be found whom the slipper fits,
then, by the king's command,
that girl shall be the prince's bride.
- His bride. - His bride!
Cinderella, get my things together.
Never mind her. Get mine right away.
- Not until she irons my dress. - This too.
Add these.
- After she's brushed my shoes. - First get my...
What's the matter with her?
- Wake up, stupid. - We've gotta get dressed.
Dressed. Oh, yes.
We must get dressed.
It would never do for the duke to see me...
Mother, did you see what she did?
- Are you just going to let her? - Quiet!
So this is love
- What's she gonna do? - I don't know. Gotta watch her.
Come on.
- Cinderelly! - Cinderelly!
- So this is the miracle - Look out! Behind you!
That I've been dreaming of
What?
Oh, no!
No, please!
Oh, you can't, you just can't.
Let me out! You must let me out!
You can't keep me in here!
Oh, please.
No, no. She can't do it. She can't lock up Cinderelly.
I'm gonna...
Please, please.
We gotta get that key, Gus-Gus. We just gotta get that key.
Whoa.
He's over here, the duke-duke.
- The who? - The grand duke with the slipper.
- Gotta get that key, quick. - Yup, yup. Key, key. Quick, quick.
Oh, Mother, Mother, he's here, he's here.
- The grand duke - Do I look all right?
- I just don't know what I'll do. - Girls.
Now, remember, this is your last chance. Don't fail me.
Announcing His Imperial Grace, the grand duke.
You honor our humble home, milord.
- Quite so. - May I present my daughters,
Drizella, Anastasia.
Your Grace.
Yes. Charmed, I'm sure.
His Grace will read the royal proclamation.
"All loyal subjects of His Imperial Majesty
are hereby notified by royal proclamation in regard to a certain
glass... slipper.
It is decreed..."
Why, that's my slipper!
Well, I like that. It's my slipper!
No, no! It's Cinderelly's slipper!
- How can she stand there? - Girls, girls.
Your manners.
A thousand pardons, Your Grace.
- Please continue. - Yes, quite so.
Oh, yes. "It is upon this day decreed
that a quest be instituted throughout the length of our domain,
the sole and express purpose of such quest to be as follows:
That every maid throughout the kingdom without exception,
shall try on her foot this slipper of glass,
and should one be found upon whose foot this slipper shall properly fit...
...such maiden shall be acclaimed the object of this search
and shall be looked upon as the true love of His Royal Highness,
our beloved son and heir, the noble prince.
Said prince will, upon bended knee,
beg, request, or if need be, implore
said maiden that he be granted her hand in marriage.
Whereupon, should the maiden look with favor upon his suit,
shall the couple pledge their troth...
...and upon the inevitable demise of His Majesty the king,
succeed to the throne to rule over the land as king and queen of our kingdom.
So be it."
You must be quite fatigued, Your Grace.
May we offer you some tea?
What? Tea?
Thank you, madam, no.
We must proceed with the fitting.
Of course. Anastasia dear.
There. I knew it was my slipper.
Exactly my size.
I always wear the same size.
As soon as I saw it, I said...
Oh, well...
It may be a trifle snug today.
You know how it is, dancing all night.
I can't understand why.
It's always fit perfectly before.
I don't think you're half trying.
Mother, can you?
Quiet, my dear. We mustn't disturb His Grace.
Young man, are you sure you're trying it on the right foot?
Oh, it's the right foot, but...
- These glass shoes aren't reliable. - Come on. Hurry.
Up the stairs. Up the stairs!
This-a-way. This-a-way. Look out.
Up with it.
Here.
Why can't you hold still a minute?
My word. Enough of this!
- The next young lady, please. - Did you hear that, Gus?
- Yup. - Quick, quick. Gotta hurry.
Come on. Hurry.
Gus-Gus, come on.
Look, look. Just up there. Come on.
Us a-coming, Cinderelly. Us a-coming.
- Us will get you out. - You've got the key!
How did you ever manage to?
Lucifer!
Let him go, Lucifer.
Please, let him go.
- Let him go. - Let him go!
Let him out! Let him out, you hear?
Lucify, you...
Bruno. Yes, Bruno!
Quick, get Bruno. Get Bruno!
Of all the stupid little idiots.
I'll do it myself.
Get away from me.
I'll make it fit.
- There. - It fits.
It fits?
No!
Oh, Your Grace, I'm dreadfully sorry.
- It shan't happen again. - Precisely, madam.
Come on, come on. Get up, Gus-Gus, get up.
Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't.
Let go, let go, let go.
You are the only ladies in the household I hope... I presume.
- There's no one else, Your Grace. - Quite so.
- Good day. Good day. - Your Grace?
Your Grace, please, wait.
May I try it on?
- Pay no attention to here. - It's only Cinderella.
- From the kitchen. - It's ridiculous.
- She's out of her mind. - Yes, just an imaginative child.
Madam, my orders were "every maiden."
Come, my child.
Oh, no.
No, no, no. Oh, no!
Oh, this is terrible.
The king, what will he say?
- What will he do? - Perhaps, if it would help...
No, no. Nothing can help now. Nothing.
But, you see, I have the other slipper.
Have faith in dreams
And someday
Your rainbow will come smiling through
No matter how your heart is grieving
If you keep on believing
The dream that you wish
Will come true