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The Chorus: Cinderella The Female Soloist: Though you're dressed in rags The Chorus: Cinderella The Narrator: Once upon a time in a faraway land, there was a tiny kingdom - peaceful, prosperous, and rich in romance and tradition. Here in a stately chateau, there lived a widowed gentleman and his little daughter, Cinderella. Although he was a kind and devoted father, and gave his beloved child every luxury and comfort, still he felt she needed a mother's care. And so he married again, choosing for his second wife a woman of good family with two daughters just Cinderella's age, by name Anastasia and Drizella. It was upon the untimely death of this good man, however, that the stepmother's true nature was revealed. Cold, cruel, and bitterly jealous of Cinderella's charm and beauty, she was grimly determined to forward the interests of her own two awkward daughters. Thus, as time went by, the chateau fell into disrepair, for the family fortunes were squandered upon the vain and selfish step

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Cinderella: Oh please, you don't think that I would- Lady Tremaine: Hold your tongue! Now, it seems we have time on our hands. Cinderella: But I was only trying to help. Cinderella: But I just finished- Lady Tremaine: Do them again! [Cinderella silences herself and strengthens her glare] And don't forget the garden. Then scrub the terrace, sweep the halls and the stairs, clean the chimneys. And of course there's the mending and the sewing and the laundry... Oh yes, and one more thing. See that Lucifer gets his bath.

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Jaq: Poor Cinderelly. Ev'ry time she find a minute, that's the time when they begin it. "Cinderelly! Cinderelly!" Drizella Tremaine and Anastasia Tremaine: [echoing offscreen] Cinderella! Jaq: [shut the door; singing] Cinderelly, Cinderelly.<br>Night and day it's Cinderelly.<br>Make the fire! Fix the breakfast!<br>Wash the dishes! Do the moppin'! The Female Mice: [singing] And the sweepin', and the dustin'<br>They always keep her hoppin'. Jaq: [singing] She go around in circles 'till she very, very dizzy<br>Still they holler... The Female Mice: [singing] Keep-a busy, Cinderelly! Jaq: Yeah. Keep-a busy.

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Gus: [singing] I'll cut it with the scissors! Jaq: [singing] And I can do the sewing. The Female Mouse: [singing] Leave the sewing to the women.<br>You go get some trimmin'. Jaq and Gus: And we'll make a lovely dress for Cinderelly!

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Anastasia Tremaine: And this too, Cinderella, my slippers. Now don't forget- Drizella Tremaine: Cinderella, take my dress! Here, mend the buttonholes. Anastasia Tremaine: Press my skirt as well, and mind the ruffle. You're always- Lady Tremaine: And, Cinderella... Cinderella: Yes? Lady Tremaine: If you're through, and before you begin your regular chores, I have a few little things. Cinderella: Very well. [leaves the room] Anastasia Tremaine: Mother, I don't see why everyone else seems to have such nice things to wear, and I always end up in these old rags. This sash! [throws it on the floor] Why, I wouldn't be seen dead in it! Drizella Tremaine: You should talk. [throws them on the floor] These beads! [kicks them] I'm sick of looking at them! Trash! Anastasia Tremaine: Oh, I hate- Drizella Tremaine: I don't see why I can't have-

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Lady Tremaine: Girls, please! After all, we did it make a bargain. Didn’t we Cinderella? And I never go back on my word. Hmm. How very clever. These beads… they give it just the right touch. Don’t you think so, Drizella? Drizella Tremaine: No, I don’t! I think she’s… Why, you little thief! They’re my beads! Give them here! Cinderella: Oh, no! Anastasia Tremaine: Oh, and look that’s my sash! Wearing my sash! She’s can’t!

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The Fairy Godmother: Well, hop in, my dear. We can't waste time. Cinderella: Oh, but- The Fairy Godmother: Now, now, don't try to thank me. Cinderella: Oh, I wasn't... I mean, I do, but don't you think my dress- The Fairy Godmother: Yes, it's lovely, dear, love... [actually sees it] Good heavens, child! You can't go in that!

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Cinderella: Why, it's like a dream. A wonderful dream come true. The Fairy Godmother: Yes, my child, but like all dreams, well, I'm afraid this can't last forever. You have only until midnight, and- Cinderella: Midnight? Oh, thank you. The Fairy Godmother: Oh, now, just a minute. You must understand, my dear: On the stroke of twelve, the spell will be broken, and everything will be as it was before. Cinderella: Oh, I understand, but...it's more than I ever hoped for. The Fairy Godmother: Bless you, my child. I... [realizing] 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.

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Cinderella: Oh my goodness. Prince Charming: What's the matter? Cinderella: It's midnight. Prince Charming: Yes, so it is, but... Cinderella: Goodbye. Prince Charming: No, no, wait. You can't go now. It's only... Cinderella: Oh, I must, please. Please, I must. Prince Charming: But why? Cinderella: Well, I... Oh, the Prince. I haven't met the Prince. Prince Charming: The Prince? But didn't you know- Cinderella: Goodbye! [runs off] Prince Charming: No, wait. Come back. Please come back! I don't even know your name! How will I find you?! Wait! Please wait! Cinderella: Goodbye! The Grand Duke: [waves before realizing] I say, young lady! Who is she?! Prince Charming: Wait! [gets enamored by the maidens]

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Jaq: He's here! He's here, the Duke-Duke! Gus: Who? Jaq: The Grand Duke, with the slipper! Gotta get that key quick! Gus: Duke-Duke! Key-key! Quick-quick!

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The Herald: His Grace will read a royal proclamation. [brings the proclamation] The Grand Duke: [clearing throat] All loyal subjects of His Majesty are hereby...notified by royal proclamation in regard to a certain... [yawning] glass slipper. [the Herald uncovers the slipper] It is upon this day decreed... Drizella Tremaine: Why, that's my slipper! Anastasia Tremaine: Well, I like that! It's my slipper! Gus: No, no, no! Cinderelly's slipper! [starts to get out of the cup getting angry but restrained by Jaq who puts his cap on his muzzle to prevent him from continuing] Drizella Tremaine: How can she- [as she and Anastasia tries to grab the slipper, but the Herald runs out of the way with the slipper] Lady Tremaine: Girls, girls! Your manners. A thousand pardons, Your Grace. Please continue. The Grand Duke: Yes, quite so. [reading] It is upon this day decreed that a quest be instituted throughout the length and breadth of our domain...the sole and express purpose of the quest to be as fo

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Anastasia Tremaine: There. I knew it was my slipper. Exactly my size. I always wear the same size. As soon as I saw it, I said... [the Herald lifts up her foot, revealing that the shoe just barely covers one toe] Well, it-it may be a trifle snug today. You know how it is, dancing all night. I can't understand why. [the Herald shrugs his shoulders, decides to roll up his sleeves, leaps onto her leg and starts to hammer the shoe on] It's always fit perfectly before. I don't think you're half trying. Mother, can you... Lady Tremaine: [hushing her daughter up because the Grand Duke is sleeping] Shhh. Quiet, my dear. We mustn't disturb his Grace. [to the Herald] Young lady, are you sure you're trying it on the right foot? Anastasia Tremaine: Oh, it's the right foot, but it must have shrunk or something. A glass shoe isn't always reliable.

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Anastasia Tremaine: Why can't you hold still a minute?! The Grand Duke: [waking up] Oh, my word! Enough of this! [the Herald slides his head down on the piano keys] The next young lady, please.

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Drizella Tremaine: Oh, of all the stupid little idiots! I'll do it myself! Get away from me! [furiously stuns the Herald with another shoe and angrily kicks him to make him go away] I'll make it fit! [fits the slipper with her big feet] There! Lady Tremaine: It fits! The Grand Duke: It fits? Lady Tremaine: Oh, Your Grace, I'm dreadfully sorry. It shan't happen again. The Grand Duke: [noticeably exasperated while the Herald brushes him] Precisely, madam.

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The Grand Duke: You are the only ladies of the household, I hope- [catches himself] I-I presume. Lady Tremaine: There's no one else, your Grace. The Grand Duke: Quite so. Good day, good day. [starts to leave] Cinderella: [calling him from the stairs, much to her stepfamily's horror] Your Grace! Your Grace! Please, wait. May I try it on? Lady Tremaine: Oh. Pay no attention to her. Anastasia Tremaine: It's only Cinderella. Drizella Tremaine: Our scullery maid. Anastasia Tremaine: From the kitchen. Drizella Tremaine: Absolutely ridiculous. Anastasia Tremaine: She's out of her mind. Lady Tremaine: Yes, just an imaginative child. The Grand Duke: Madame, my orders were every maiden! [walks up to Cinderella] Come, my child. The Grand Duke: Oh, no! Oh, no, no, no, no, no! Oh, this is terrible. [gasps] The King! What will he say? [clutches his throat] What will he do?!?! Cinderella: [reaching into her pocket] But, perhaps, if it would help- The Grand Duke: No, no, nothing can help now. Nothing!