(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 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 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?
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)
(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
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
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
Breathe, dream, love
Come along
It's a perfect day
Come along
It's a perfect day
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)
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
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 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 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 fairytale
Like life is a
Like life is a fairytale
Like life is a
Like life is a fairytale