Now surely I'll need a side of ham, and lots of beef fillets
Some marbelized steak, a rack of lamb
and veal to raise to braise.
Limburger, swiss, and gourmandine
Cheddar, gryere, and blue
Chunks of swiss in barrels, please
make sure that its holey too!
Puddings and pies and rum sufflets
Succulent chocolate rounds
Cream puffs they can chew away to gain some royal pounds.
Lionel + Townspeople
The Prince in giving a Ball! The Prince is giving a Ball!
----At Cinderella's House----
Calliope: Thank you. (they walk to the door, stop and all turn around slowly)
Stepmother: (disgusted) Cinderella! The door!
Cinderella: Oh! Right away.
Stepmother: (sighing as she walks in) Cinderella my wrap!
Minerva: Cinderella my hat!
Calliope: Cinderella, my gloves!
Stepmother: Cinderella have you dusted the rafters?
Cinderella: Not yet, stepmother I've had a busy day.
Stepmother: You've had a busy day?!
Cinderella: Uh, Yes. I've been in the village with you.
Stepmother: The impertinence! After your father died everyone said I should have thrown you out into the street, but I've kept you out here all these years and this is the thanks I get. I've always been told I've got to big a heart.
Stepsisters: You've got to big a heart mother
Stepmother: (suddenly cheerful) We'll take our tea upstairs. Come girls, we've got to get out beauty rest. We want to be our best for the ball tomorrow night. (yawning) I don't know about you, but I'm exhausted.
Calliope: I'm tried too, Mother.
Minerva: You're tired?
Calliope: Yes I'm tired!
Cinderella: Stepmother?
Stepmother: What is it now?
Cinderella: I was wondering about the ball. All eligible young women are invited, and...
Stepmother: And I suppose you think the prince is going to take one look at you and fall madly in love. Humph!
Cinderella: I...I didn't mean....
Stepmother: Take my advice Cinderella, no your place and be satisfied with what you've got, I promise you. You'll be much happier.
Minerva: Cinderella, Hot water!
Calliope: Cinderella, warm milk!
Both: Cinderella!!
Cinderella: (walking into the kitchen mimicking her stepsisters) 'Cinderella, hot warm. Cinderella, warm milk Cinderella, Cinderella!'
(sings)
I'm as mild and as meek as a mouse
When I hear a command, I obey.
But I know of a spot in my house
where no one can stand in my way.
In my own little corner, in my own litter chair
I can be whatever I want to be
On the wings of my fancy I can fly anywhere
and the world will open it's arms to me
I'm a young Egyptian princess or a milk-maid
I'm the greatest prima-donna in Milan
I'm a heiress who has always had her silk made
by her own flock of silk-worms in Japan
I'm a girl men go mad for, love's a game I can play
with a cool and confident kind of air
Just as long as I stay in my own little corner
All alone, in my own, little chair.
(Cinderella, I'm thirsty! You're thirsty?! Cinderella, where's our tea?!)
I can be whatever I want to be
I'm a thief in Calcutta, I'm a queen in Peru
I'm a mermaid dancing upon the sea
I'm a huntress on an African Safari
It's a dangerous type of sport and yet it's fun
In the night I sally-forth to seek my quarry
and I find I forgot to bring my gun.
I am lost in the jungle all alone and unarmed
when I meet a lioness in her lair!
Then I'm glad to be back in my own little corner
All alone, in my own, little chair.
Stepsisters: Cinderella!!
------At the Palace------
Prince: Mother!
Queen: Oh! (hurries away)
Prince: You've got to call this ball of immediately
Queen: Not possible. It's difficult to cancel once you've got the ball rolling. Ha! ha ha ha...(laughs at her joke) Besides what would we tell everyone?
Prince: Tell them you went behind my back and you're very ashamed of yourselves!
Queen: Ashamed?!
King: I've never had to be ashamed of anything my entire life, I'm certainly not going to start now.
Lionel: I should probably not interfere....
King, Queen, and Prince: Probably!!
Lionel: But let's say the prince goes to the ball tonight
Prince: Traitor!
Queen: I like the way that sounds.
Lionel: If he should find a bride that's wonderful, but if he does not... (indicates to Prince)
Prince: Lionel, you're brilliant! Mother, I'll go to the ball, but if I don't find her tonight you'll let me fall in love in my own, without any interference, for as long as it takes.
King: It does have the ring of fairness to it.
Queen: I suppose. If that's what you want dear....
Prince: Thank you. (he leaves)
Lionel: Don't worry, your majesties. He will meet someone tonight. I can feel it in my bones.
Queen: You'll feel it in your bones if doesn't.
--At Cinderella's House--
Stepmother: My girls are going to be the envy of everyone at the ball.
Calliope: Do you really think so, Mother?
Stepmother: Stand still, Minerva! Our family has always been known for it's fascinating women. Why I would have married a prince myself if I'd had the same opportunities that you girls had....
Minerva: Ow!! (Stepmother has been pulling her corset tighter and tighter)
Stepmother: ...someone to push me the way you girls do. Some one to sacrifice for me!
Minerva: Mother, you're hurting me!
Stepmother: Beauty knows no pain girls!!! (regains herself) Now if I've done my job right there's no reason on earth that the prince shouldn't pick one of you for his brides. Girls??
Minerva: Well first I flutter my eyelashes.
Stepmother: Excellent!
Calliope: I'm going to start with a curtsy.
Minerva : Then I'm going to start with a curtsy too.
Calliope: Then I'm going to flutter my eyelashes.
Minerva: Then I'm going to flutter my eyelashes, too!
Stepmother: Let's... let's move on. Tell me what you're going to say to the prince. Minerva?
Minerva: Well you said to show him that there's more to me that mere beauty, so I thought I might recite a poem.
Calliope: A poem?
Minerva: What's wrong with that?
Stepmother: Whatever you do girls you mustn't let the prince know how clever you are, men can't stand to be around smart women.
Stepsisters: Yes, mother.
Stepmother: For heaven's sake Minerva stop scratching yourself! (Minerva has been scratching)
Minerva: I can't help it, Mother, you know how I get itchy when I'm nervous!!
(Stepmother goes over and with force pulls her arms to her side. Calliope has been giggling)
Stepmother: And what are you going to say Calliope!!?
Calliope: Well, mother, I've been working on my naturally infectious laughter!
Minerva: Excuse me?
Calliope: Tonight I'm going to laugh infectiously at all the prince's jokes. (she laughs and laughs and then snorts)
Stepmother:Whatever you do Calliope: try not to snort. And Minerva! (calmly) You must try not to scratch. Remember girls: We hide our flaws....
Stepsisters: Until after the wedding!
Cinderella: But shouldn't a man love you for who you are in spite of everything?
(Stepmother and Stepsisters turn around to her real slowly)
Stepmother: How quaint. Tell me Cinderella, what would you say to capture the prince?
Cinderella: I don't know. (She shrugs)
Stepmother: Of course you don't.
Cinderella: But whatever I said, we'd know we were meant for each other. Then he'd smile and kiss my hand...
Minerva: That's so romantic.
Calliope: Say it again, Cinderella!
Stepmother: Rubbish! This isn't about Love, it's about marriage! Have I taught you girls nothing?!
(sings)
Falling in love with Love is falling for make-believe
Falling in Love with love is playing the fool!
Caring to much is such a juvenile fancy
learning to trust is just for children in school.
I fell in love with Love one night when the moon was full
I was unwise with eyes unable to see!
I fell in love with Love, Love-everlasting
but Love fell out with me!
Stepsisters:
Falling in love with Love is falling for make-believe
Falling in Love with love is playing the fool!
Stepmother:
Caring to much is such a juvenile fancy
Stepsisters:
Learning to trust is just for children in school.
I fell in love with Love one night when the moon was full
I was unwise with eyes unable to see!
Stepsisters & Stepmother:
I fell in love with Love, Love Ever-lasting.
Stepmother:
But Love fell out with me!
(Cinderella waves as they leave, then turns and walks back to the house)
--In Cinderella's kitchen--
Cinderella: Go to the ball? Me? Why would I want to go to the ball? I'd much rather sit here by the fire.
(sings)
In my own littler corner, in my own little chair
I can be whatever I want to be
On the wings of my fancy, I can fly anywhere
and the world will open it's arms to me
I am in the royal palace, of all places
I am chatting with the prince and King and Queen.
And the color on my two stepsisters' faces
is a queer, sort-of sour apple green
I am coy and flirtatious when alone with the prince
(spoken) Oh your highness!
(sings)
I'm the bell of the ball, in my own little corner
all alone...
(crying now)
Oh I wish! I wish I could go to the ball!
Godmother: (sings)
Falder-ra and Fideldy Dee
Fiddeldy Faddaly Fadle
All the wishes in the world are
poppy-cock and twaddle
Cinderella: You?
Godmother: You got a problem with that? Because if you'd rather have some little old lady sprinkling fairy dust everywhere I could....
Cinderella: Oh no, no! I just never dreamed....
Godmother:
Falder-ra and Fideldy Dee
Fiddeldy Faddaly Foodle
All the dreamers in the world are....
dizzy in the noodle!
Cinderella: That's terrible!
Godmother: You try coming up with a rhyme on the spot like that!
Cinderella: No, no. I mean what you said about dreams.
Godmother: I can see this is going to take awhile. Aren't you going to invite me in?
Cinderella: Oh forgive me, of course I am! (she goes outside to look for her but she's gone)
Godmother: Cinderella! Over here. (Cinderella goes back in the kitchen) Is it just me or is it freezing in here? (she lifts up her arm, fairy dust flies, and the fire starts)
Cinderella: How'd you do that?
Godmother: Practice!
Cinderella: I've always dreamed that someone would come take me away from here.
Godmother: Cinderella, if you want to get out of here you're going to have to do it yourself. The music's in you. Deep down in your soul. When you find it, nothing will be able to keep you from walking out that door.
Cinderella: You haven't met my stepmother
Godmother: You wanna know what her problem is? She can't handle how fabulous you are!
Cinderella: Fabulous? Me?
Godmother: Do you see anybody else in this room?
Cinderella: Those three are all I've got. Before my father died I promised him that we'd stay together as a family.
Godmother: Cinderella, this can't be what your daddy had in mind for you, baby.
Cinderella: I've dreamt about leaving so many times.
Godmother: That's the problem with most people. They dream about what they want to do instead of really doing it.
Cinderella: Oh I wish... but I guess wishing's no good either.
Godmother: Mmmm... Everything starts with a wish.
Cinderella: You wanna know what I was wishing before you came here tonight?
Godmother: That one of those pumpkins in the yard would turn into a great big golden carriage and take you to the ball.
Cinderella: Guess I know what you're going to say: "Fal-der-a and Fidel-dy Dee"
Godmother: Fidaldy Fadeldy Foodle.
Cinderella: You're right, it's impossible.
Godmother: (sings)
Impossible! For a plain yellow pumpkin to become a golden carriage.
Impossible! For a plain country bumpkin and a prince to join in marriage.
And four white mice will never be four white horses!
Such fal-der-a and fidel-dy dee of course is, Impossible!
But the world is full of zanies and fools!
Who don't believe in sensible rules.
And won't believe what sensible people say
and because these daft and doey-eyed dopes keep
building up impossible hopes,
Impossible things are happening every day!
Cinderella: Impossible
Godmother: Impossible
Cinderella: Impossible
Godmother: Impossible
Cinderella: Impossible
Godmother: Impossible
Both: Impossible!
(Godmother walks out into the yard. Cinderella follows)
Cinderella: Wait! If impossible things are happening every day, then why shouldn't I have impossible hopes and dreams? Even something as impossible as going to the ball?
Godmother: Then go to the ball, Cinderella, go. No one's stopping you but you.
Cinderella: But I have no way to get there.
Godmother: You have a point there.
Cinderella: Godmother I've been wishing as hard as I can.
Godmother: I know you have Cinderella. Go on, stand over there, go ahead.
(She lifts her arms, fairy dust flies, and a pumpkin out of the garden rises, and then falls again)
Godmother: What's the matter with me? You'd think after 600 years... All right...
(She tries again. The pumpkin rolls out of the garden, and rises to a golden carriage)
Cinderella: Oh my goodness!
Godmother: We need some horses. Let me see
(The mice from the kitchen appear, and they grow into four white horses)
Cinderella: They're so beautiful!
Godmother: Don't you run away from me! (The remaining mice become the driver, & footmen)
Let's see we've got footmen, the driver, horses, carriage... is there anything I've forgotten?
(Cinderella looks down at her rags, and looks up again) Spin around, don't make me do all the work!
(Cinderella spins and soon she's transformed into a baby blue full flowing gown. She gasps while looking at her dress. She lifts up her dress to reveal two glass slippers)
Cinderella: Thank you, Godmother! Thank you so much.
Godmother: There's one tiny little thing before I forget. You must leave the ball before the clock strikes twelve. It's very important.
Cinderella: Before twelve?
Godmother: Look I don't make the rules. The magic only lasts till midnight. Come on, Cinderella, it's time to go.
(Cinderella blows a kiss as the carriage pulls away)
Cinderella: (sings)
It's possible! For a plain yellow pumpkin to become a golden carriage.
It's Possible! For a plain country bumpkin and a prince to join in marriage!
Godmother: (flying along beside the carriage)
And four white mice are easily turned to horses. Such faldera and fideldy of course it, Quite possible. It's possible.
Cinderella: (sings)
For the world is full of zanies and fools
Godmother: (sings)
Who don't believe in sensible rules.
Cinderella: (sings)
And won't believe what sensible people say
Both: (sings)
And because these daft and dewey-eyed dopes keep building up impossible hopes, Impossible things are happening everyday.
Cinderella: (sings)
It's possible!
Godmother: (sings)
It's possible!
Cinderella: (sings)
It's possible!
Godmother: (sings)
It's possible!
Cinderella: (sings)
It's possible!
Godmother: (sings)
It's possible!
Both: (sings)
It's Possible!
---At the Ball---
(The Prince is dancing with each girl waiting on the staircase. He dances with them a couple minutes, then signals to Lionel who brings another one over)
Queen: So many beautiful girls! He'll find the one he's looking for tonight. I'm sure of it!
King: And if he doesn't?
Queen: This ball will never end!
Lionel: I don't think we ordered enough food
Queen: What?!
(Lionel is standing off to the side talking when Stepmother comes over)
Stepmother: Pardon Me! I'm sure you've noticed my two beautiful daughters!
Lionel: Madame... (he looks over at Minerva and Calliope. Minerva is brushing her teeth with her finger, and Calliope is pulling her dress down and wiggling around. Lionel winces) Madame. The prince will dance with all the young ladies in due time. Please! Try to exercise some restraint
Stepmother: (pulls Lionel over behind the wall) Naturally any mother would be eager to see her daughters dance with the prince but what I would like to know is: Who's going to have the honor of dancing with hhhh-you?
Lionel: Excuse me?
Stepmother: There's no need to be coy. Look at you! That manly physique. Those handsome chiseled features. That wonderful full head... of skin!
Lionel: No touching please.
Stepmother: Surely there's no need to pretend. I know you felt that certain something. Between us.
Lionel: You know I honestly wish there were something between us
Stepmother: Really?
Lionel: A continent. (He walks over to take the next girls hand to lead her to the prince. It's Calliope. Minerva jumps forward and takes Lionel's hand. She begins the gavotte with the prince. She begins scratching herself)
Prince: Do you have an itch?
Minerva: No your highness, why would you say that?
Prince: You just scratched yourself.
Minerva: No I didn't. Ships that pass in the night and speak to each other in passing.
Prince: Excuse me?
Minerva: On the ocean of life. (she pulls him forward roughly) It's poetry!!!!
Prince: Oh! (He motions for Lionel to bring the next girl)
Minerva: Ships that pass in the night, that's you and me! On the ocean of life. Don't you get it?
Prince: Got it.
(Calliope comes forward, and starts laughing "infectiously")
Prince: Did I miss something? Oh your laughter is... incessant.
Calliope: But your highness is Tres amusel.
Prince: I don't think anyone's ever found me funny
Calliope: Good one! (snort) (Laugh, snort, laugh snort) (Lionel comes to take her away) Oh but we were getting along so well! Hey loosen up a little! (she hits him with the back of her hand)
Prince: Tell the orchestra to speed it up!! (The gavotte speeds up, the prince dances with more and more girls)
Prince: Faster, Lionel!
(It gets faster)
King: I think it's going awfully well, don't you?
--Outside the ball--
(Cinderella gets out of the carriage)
Godmother : All right now, you're on your own.
Cinderella: Aren't you coming with me?
Godmother: I got you to the ball. The rest comes from you. Don't be afraid. Just remember you gotta be out of there before the clock strikes twelve.
--Inside the ball--
(The gavotte is very fast now)
(Cinderella arrives, and everyone stops and stares at her. She descends down the stairs, and the prince goes to meet her)
Cinderella: How do you do, your highness?
(They waltz)
King: You is that charming girl?
Queen: No one seems to know she is stunning isn't she?
King: Like a vision. Why if I were a young man...
Queen: Yes dear?
King: Well I'd be younger wouldn't I?
Queen: Yes dear.
Prince: (waltzing) You know I have the funniest feeling I've met you somewhere before.
Cinderella: Well I'm sure I would remember
Prince: Was it last summer at the lake?
Cinderella: No I can't swim
Prince: Then it must have been last winter, at the lodge
Cinderella: Up in the mountains?
Prince: You go to the mountains too?
Cinderella: No I just love looking at them. They're very beautiful.
Prince: You're very beautiful.
Cinderella: Everyone is staring at us
Prince: Really? I had forgotten there was anyone else here
(sings)
Ten Minutes Ago I saw you
I looked up when you came through the door
My head started reeling you gave me the feeling
the room had no ceiling or floor
Ten Minutes I met you
And we murmured our how-do-you do's
I wanted to ring out the bells, and fling out my arms and to
sing out the news:
I have found her, she's an angel
with the dust of the stars in her eyes
We are dancing, we are flying
and she's taking me back to the skies
In the arms of my love, I'm flying
over mountain and meadow and glen
And I like it so well that for all I can tell
I may never come down again
I may never come down to earth again.
Cinderella: (sings)
Ten Minutes Ago I saw you
and we murmered our how-do-you do's
-I wanted to ring out the bells
and fling out my arms and to sing out the news:
Prince: (sings)
I have found her!
Cinderella: (sings)
I have found him!
(Instrumental)
Both: (sings)
In the arms of my love I'm flying
over mountain and meadow and glen
and I like it so well that for all I can tell
I may never come down again
I may never come down to earth again
(They waltz)
----Outside the ball----
(Cinderella and the Prince are waltzing alone)
Minerva: (sings)
Why would a fellow want a girl like her
a frail and fluffy beauty
Why can't a fellow ever once prefer
a solid girl like me?
Calliope: (sings)
She's a frothy little bubble
with a flimsy kind of charm
and with very little trouble
I could break her little arm!
Both: (sings)
Oh why would a fellow want a girl like her,
a girl who's merely lovely?
Why can't a fellow ever once prefer
a usual girl like me?
Minerva: (sings)
He face is exquisite I suppose
but no more exquisite than a rose is
Calliope: (sings)
Her skin may be delicate and soft
but not any softer that an doe's is.
Minerva: (sings)
Her neck is no longer that a swan's
Calliope: (sings)
She's only as dainty as a daisy
Minerva: (sings)
She’s only as graceful as a bird
Both: (sings)
So why is the fellow going crazy?!
Oh why would a fellow want a girl like her?
So obvioulsy unusual?
Why can't a fellow ever once prefer
a girl who's merely me!?
What's the matter with the man?
What's the matter with the man?
What's the matter with the man!?
(Stepsisters back up and fall into a fountain. Cinderella and the Prince walk back into the ballroom and began to dance. The King starts dancing with Cinderella, and the Queen with the Prince)
King: I do hope that son of mine is behaving himself.
Cinderella: Oh yes, Your Majesty. He's been a perfect gentleman.
King: Ah, chip off the old block, is he?
Cinderella: (Giggles) Yes, Your Majesty.
King: Clearly he's smitten with you. I must say, it is though you've appeared here by magic.
Prince: What's he saying to her?
Queen: What difference does it make? You said you weren't going to find the girl of your dreams tonight.
(Privately to Cinderella) Do we know your mother and father, dear?
Cinderella: I don't think so.
Queen: Well, you must introduce us. Where are they?
Cinderella: Well my father, he...
Queen: Yes, dear?
Cinderella: Well my mother, she... I'm sorry. Will you excuse me?
(Runs out)
Prince: What did you say to her?
(Queen squeaks, not knowing what to say. Prince runs out)
King: I think she's lovely. Don't you?
Queen: A little high strung.
King: A little.
(Lionel was kicked down onto the floor by the Stepmother)
Queen: Who is that?
King: Lionel, darling.
Queen: Oh.
---Outside the Ball---
Godmother: It's not midnight yet.
Cinderella: I want to go now.
Godmother: Oh, so you're just giving up?
Cinderella: I'm not what they think I am.
Godmother: All they think is that you're the most beautiful girl at the Ball. And you are.
Prince: (Runs out) You're still here!
(Godmother disappears)
Cinderella: Yes, I was just... (Turns. Sees Godmother is gone)
Prince: Please, I don't know what my parents said to you, but I apologize.
Cinderella: No, no! They were wonderful... compared to my family.
Prince: I want to meet your family.
Cinderella: No you don't.
Prince: ... everyone in your life!
Cinderella: No, really, you don't!
Prince: That bad, huh?
Cinderella: Well, they didn't want me to come here tonight.
Prince: Well, I'm glad you did. To tell you the truth I almost didn't come myself.
Cinderella: How could the Prince not show up at his own Ball?
Prince: Well, don't you think it's a little medieval? Everyone circling around like I was some prize bull they were trying to rope in. (Cinderella laughs) Go ahead and laugh. But this is serious. If I'm going to spend the rest of my life with someone, she's gotta be...
Cinderella: Well she's gotta be exciting.
Prince: (Laughs) I guess.
Cinderella: But sweet...
Prince: Not that sweet.
Cinderella: And your devoted servant forever and ever.
Prince: Servants I've got. What I need is someone I can really talk to. You know what I wish? I wish...
Cinderella: You know the trouble with most people? It's that they sit at home wishing for something to happen, instead of just doing something about it.
Prince: You're right. May I ask you a question?
Cinderella: Of course.
Prince: Do you think it's possible to meet someone and know in an instant that she's the one?
Cinderella: It's very possible.
Prince: I feel so strange. Like I'm not myself. But maybe with you I really am myself... not the self that people expect me to be but the real self that I... (Laughs) I'm not making any sense, am I?
Cinderella: Actually, you're making perfect sense to me. That's what's so scary.
Prince: Scary... and confusing... and wonderful, all at the same time!
(sings)
Do I love you because you're beautiful?
Or are you beautiful
because I love you?
Am I making believe I see in you
A girl to lovely to
be really true?
Do I want you because you're wonderful?
Or are you wonderful
Because I want you?
Are you the sweet invention of a lover's dream,
Or are you really as beautiful as you seem?
Cinderella: Maybe you're imagining me. And maybe I'm imagining you, too.
(sings):
Am I making believe I see in you
A man to perfect to
be really true?
Do I want you because you're wonderful,
or are you wonderful
because I want you?
Both: (sings)
Are you the sweet invention of a lover's dream,
or are you really as wonderful as you seem?
Prince: (spoken) I've always dreamed it would happen like this way... and now it really has! I don't ever want this night to end.
Cinderella: (spoken) Neither do I.
Both: (sings)
Are you the sweet invention of a lover's dream,
Or are you really as wonderful as you seem?
(They kiss. Midnight strikes. Cinderella gasps)
Cinderella: I can't stay! (Starts running. While she's talking, she runs through the ballroom, up the stairs, and outside)
Prince: What do you mean?
(The Prince follows her)
Cinderella: I have to go.
Prince: Wait! Come back! I don't even know your name!
Lionel: Your Highness, what is it?
King: Chris, don't let her get away! (Starts to run up the steps after Cinderella. He passes the Queen, who squeaks yet again)
---The Palace Steps---
(Cinderella runs down the steps and looses her glass slipper. Her ball gown changes into her rags. She runs down into the street. Prince walks onto the steps and picks the slipper up)
Prince: (sings)
Do I want you because you're wonderful?
Cinderella: (sings)
Or are you wonderful
Because I want you?
Both : (sings)
Are you the sweet invention of a lover's dream,
Or are you really as wonderful as you seem?
----At Cinderella’s House-----
(Stepmother and Stepsisters return from the ball. Stepmother yawns)
Stepmother: Come along, girls.
(Enters house with Stepsisters. They each give Cinderella their coat)
Oh! What a night! What a magnificent affair!
Minerva: Perfect!
Calliope: Like a dream!
Cinderella: Oh! Did any of you get to dance with the Prince?
Minerva: I danced about an hour with him
Calliope: An hour?
Minerva: Didn't you?
Calliope: Well, of course I did... if you did.
Stepmother: I wouldn't be surprised if the Prince chose one of you as his bride!
Cinderella: Oh, that sounds too good to be true. Did you know everyone at the Ball?
Stepmother: Everyone who's anyone... except some Princess something or other... I never did quite catch her name.
Cinderella: Ooh a Princess? Did she dance with the Prince?
Stepmother: I didn't notice.
Cinderella: Do you think he liked her?
(Calliope laughs and snorts. Minerva smacks her on the back)
Stepmother: And, uh, what... pray tell, have you been doing all night, Cinderella?
Cinderella: I've been dreaming, mostly. About what it would be like to go to the Ball.
Minerva: She couldn't possibly think what it was like unless she was there.
Calliope: You simply can't imagine!
Cinderella: Well I imagine there's a Grand Staircase. Candles everywhere. And an orchestra playing.
Minerva (sings):
It looks that way
Calliope
The way you say
Stepmother
She talks as if she knows.
Cinderella
I do not know that this is so
I only just suppose...
I suppose that when you come to the ballroom
and the room itself is floating in the air
If you're suddenly confronted by his highness
you are frozen like a statue on the stair
You're afraid he'll hear the way your heart is beating
and you know you mustn't make the first offense
You are seriously thinking of retreating
when you seem to hear him asking you to dance...
(Spoken): And when you waltz with him, you whirl around so that your feet never touch the floor...
Calliope: That's right they don't!
Cinderella: And it makes you feel like you weigh nothing at all.
Minerva: That's right it does!
Cinderella: And for a few precious moments, you're the only two people in the entire world.
(Sings):
A Lovely night, a lovely night
A finer night you know you'll never see
You meet your Prince, a charming Prince
As charming as a Prince will ever be.
The stars in a hazy heaven
tremble above you
While he is whispering:
"Darling I Love you"
You say good-bye, away you fly
but on your lips you keep a kiss
All your life you'll dream of this
Lovely, lovely night.
Minerva
A Lovely night,
Calliope
How lovely!
Minerva
A lovely night
Calliope
How lovely!
Minerva
A finer night you know you'll never see
Calliope
How lovely.
Minerva
You meet...
Calliope
your Prince,
Minerva
a char-...
Calliope
...ming Prince.
Stepmother
As charming as a Prince will ever be.
The stars in a hazy heaven
Calliope
tremble above you
Stepmother
While he is whispering:
Minerva
"Darling I Love you"
Cinderella
You say good-bye, away you fly
Stepsisters
but on your lips you keep a kiss
Stepmother
All your life you'll dream of this
Cinderella
Lovely,
Minerva
lovely,
Calliope
lovely...
Stepsisters and Cinderella
Lovely night!
Stepmother: Stop this! Worst nonsense I've ever seen! Rubbish and dribble.
Minerva: But mother...
Stepmother: And you, hanging on her every word...
Calliope: But mother!
Stepmother: Enough. go to your room. It's late.
(Stepsisters leave up the stairs)
And the thought of you dancing with the Prince. It's preposterous!
Cinderella: Why? Why is it so hard for you to imagine?
Stepmother: Because! You're common, Cinderella. Your mother was common, and so are you. Oh, you can wash your face and put on a clean dress but underneath you'll still be common. That a Prince would even consider take you for his bride... (Forces a laugh) Why it's laughable!
Cinderella: My father...
Stepmother: Your father was weak. He spoiled you rotten. He filled your head with silly thoughts and dreams that will never come true. Never. Now clean this place up. It's a sty.
(Cinderella sadly walks through the kitchen sadly. Then goes outside and prays)
--Outside Cinderella’s House--
Cinderella: (Praying)
Father, I know I promised I'd never leave here. But after tonight I don't see how I can stay. If you only knew how she's changed you'd understand. I deserve better, father. I deserve to be loved. And that's what I found out tonight. And that's all that really matters...
(Sings)
My dream came true,
away I flew,
But on my lips he left a kiss,
all my life I'll dream of this,
Lovely, lovely night...
(Appears) Godmother: Cinderella... If you really love him, why don't you let him know?
Cinderella: How can I? Look at me!
Godmother: Do you really think he fell in love with your fancy gown and pretty braids?
Cinderella: I don't know anymore. If you hadn't helped me...
Godmother: You didn't need my help. You just thought you did. Believe in yourself, Cinderella. and trust him to love you as you really are.
------At the Palace----
(Prince is staring at the glass slipper. King and Queen enter)
Queen: Chris, you've been up all night. Come in and have something to eat.
Prince: I can't. I can't eat or rest until I have found her again.
King: Chris they've been searching everywhere and not a trace of her. You may never find her.
Prince: Don't say that. I'll find her. I have to.
King: Before last night, you didn't know a thing about her. And you still don't know anything about her now.
Queen: Except that she's beautiful. And all the girls last night were equally as beautiful.
Prince: I don't want to hear about anyone else, Mother. She's different than all the others. She's different than any girl I've ever met.
Queen: How can you know that after one night.
(Sings):
Are you making believe you see in her
A girl to lovely to
be really true?
Do you love you because she's wonderful?
Or is she wonderful
Because you love her?
Is she the sweet invention of a lover's dream,
Or is she really as wonderful as she seems?
Prince: All my life I've been searching for something. And I finally found it... in her.
King: Well then you must find her. Keep looking, Chris, for as long as it takes.
(Enters) Lionel: Your Highness, I afraid I don't have very good news to report. No one seems to know who she is or where she's from.
Prince: Lionel, she's out there somewhere. And I'm going to search every inch of this Kingdom until I find her.
(Hands Lionel glass slipper)
Lionel: A shoe made of glass? Who dances in glass shoes?
Prince: We're going to try this foot on every woman in the Kingdom until we find her. I'm going to marry her, do you understand?
Queen: Do as he says, Lionel.
Lionel: Yes, Your Majesty.
Prince (sings):
And the dearest love in all the world,
Is waiting somewhere for me...
Is waiting somewhere
somewhere for me.
--- THE SEARCH---
(Lionel tries the slipper on a variety of foots, but none of them fit. Prince stares depressed and impatient. Finally, they come to Cinderella's House)
----At Cinderella’s House-----
Calliope: That's my slipper! I'd know that slipper anywhere. (Jams it on) You see? It fits perfectly.
(Lionel tries to push it on. It doesn't fit. Calliope giggles, then gets up as Minerva sits on the couch)
Minerva: Honestly. Anyone can see that that slipper was made for a daintier foot.
(Sticks her foot in Lionel's face. Lionel coughs. Tries to put it on, but it doesn't fit)
What happened to it?
(Slams his head on the couch and holds it there)
You shrunk it! It fit me perfectly at the Ball!
Lionel: His Highness is very weary and I... think it is obvious.
(Stepmother locks kitchen door. Cinderella hears the lock. Lionel takes the slipper off of her foot)
Are there any other women in the house?
Stepmother: Why, yes. There's one more. Move over!
(Sits)
Lionel: I mean are there any other young women in the house?
Stepmother (her voice high and squeaky): How young?
Lionel: Younger than you.
Stepmother
(Takes the slipper and jams it on her foot)
My stars! It fits! It fits!
(Calliope and Minerva gasp)
Prince: Impossible!
Stepmother (laughing slower and slower): And it's cutting off my circulation! Get it off me... off! Off! Off! Pull it harder, you idiot, harder!
(By now the Stepsisters have joined in to help pry the slipper off the Stepmother's foot)
Lionel: Madam, there is no need for name calling! On the count of three... one... two... three!
(They manage to pull it off. Stepmother's squeals of pain turn into sounds of releif)
Stepmother: What's the matter with you people? A blind man could tell it wasn't going to fit my foot.
Prince: Are you sure there's no one else here?
Stepmother: Uh... no. Not a soul.
Minerva: No one Your Highness.
Calliope: Not even a Servant Girl!
(By now the three have hobbled over to the locked door and are covering it with their arms)
Prince: Those doors. Where do they lead to?
Stepsisters: What doors?
Prince: The doors right behind you.
Stepmother: Doors. Oh, doors! These doors! Why didn't you say -- there's nothing behind these doors.
Prince: I'd like to see for myself, please.
Stepmother: Oh, it's just like any other kitchen. A few pots and pans, a couple of mice...
Lionel: Step aside, madam.
(Stepsisters and Stepmother move from the doors. Lionel signals for the key. Stepmother resentfully pulls it from her dress and gives it to him. Lionel opens the doors. The Prince walks in. All look in. No one is in there. He walks out)
Stepmother: Take one of my daughters, I beg of you!
(Calliope hops trying to jam the slipper on)
Calliope has charm, and eloqution! She is really much brighter than she appears.
(Calliope throws the slipper up in the air. Minerva catches it. Throws it back to Calliope)
And Minerva, she's as strong as an ox... and cultured! She's memorized the vespors in three languages... four -- if you count Pig Latin.
(While all this is going on, Calliope is keeping the slipper away from Lionel)
Prince: Madam! I command you to stop this foolishness this instant! Come along, Lionel.
(Lionel takes the shoe and follows the Prince out the door)
---Outside Cinderella’s House---
(Cinderella has just dropped her bags because the Prince's coach pulls up in front of her)
Prince: Just like those Royals, isn't it? Not caring if they're in anybody's way?
Cinderella: Well I'm sure they were going somewhere very important.
Prince: What did you say your name was?
Cinderella: Cinderella.
Prince: Cinderella. I like it.
Cinderella: It grows on you, I guess.
(Prince takes the slipper. Stepsisters and Stepmother enter)
Prince: May I?
(Cinderella takes her foot out of her slipper, and he easily slips the shoe onto her foot)
Stepmother: Nooo! (Faints. Stepsisters catch her)
Lionel: Quiet, woman!
(Prince stands. Smiles at Cinderella. They kiss)
Godmother:
(Appears and sings)
Impossible things are happening every day!
(Changes their outfits change into wedding outfits with her magic powers)
Someone wants you, you know who
Now you're living, there's music in you.
Now you're hearing, something new
Someone's playing the music in you.
Now you're living, you know why
Now there's nothing, you won't try....
Move a mountain, light the sky
Make a wish come true, there is music in you.
Now you can go wherever you want to go
Now you can do whatever you want to do
Now you can be whatever you want to be
And love is the song you'll sing your whole life through....
Oh, Move a mountain, light the sky
Make a wish come true
There is music in you!
In you.......
-- THE END –