Once a time
I wish...
in a kingdom
More anything...
lived a maiden,
More jewels...
a sad lad
I wish...
and a childless
More life...
& BAKER I wish...
his wife.
More anything...
CINDERELLA, & JACK than the moon...
BAKER'S I wish...
The King is giving a Festival. BAKER &
More life...
I wish...
I to go to the Festival.
More riches...
I my cow would give us milk.
And the Ball...
BAKER'S than anything...
Please,
I we had a child.
WIFE I a child...
Squeeze, pal...
I to go to the Festival.
I wish you'd us some milk or cheese...
I wish...
BAKER'S I wish we have a child. I wish... I wish...
You to go to the Festival?
The poor girl's had died,
You Cinderella, you wish to go to the
What, you, Cinderella, the The Festival?!
What, you wish to go to the
ALL The The Festival?
And her had taken for his new wife
The Festival...
a woman with two of her own.
Look at nails!
Look at dress!
People would at you-
CINDERELLA, STEPMOTHER, & Nevertheless, I/she still to go to the Festival And dance the Prince.
All were beautiful of face, but vile and black of heart. Jack, on the other hand, had no father, and his
MOTHER I wish...
Well, she was not beautiful-
JACK'S I wish my son not a fool. I my house was not a mess. I the cow was full of milk. I wish the house was full of I a lot of things...
You child! are you doing with a cow inside the house?
A warm enviroment just be what Milky needs to produce his milk.
MOTHER a she! How times must I tell you? Only can give milk!
WIFE Why, come in, girl.
LITTLE RED RIDING I wish...
not for me, It's for my in the woods. A loaf of bread, To bring my poor old in the woods...
Just a of bread, please...
Cinderella's Stepmother had a for her.
I have emptied a pot of lentils the ashes for you. If you have picked out again in two hours' time, you go to the ball with us.
LITTLE RED RIDING And a sticky bun?... Or four?...
in the sky, in the eaves, I the leaves, In the fields, In the and ponds...
LITTLE RED HOOD And a few of pies... please...
Come, birds, Down the eaves And the leaves, fields, Out of and ponds...
Now, squeeze, pal...
Ahhh... Quick, birds, through the ashes. and peck, but swiftly, Sift the ashes, the pot...
JACK'S Listen well, son. Milky-White must be to market.
But, mother, no- he's the cow-
JACK'S Was! Was! been dry for a week. no food, no money, and no choice but to her.
But mother...
JACK'S at her! There are on her dugs. are flies in her eyes. There's a lump on her Big to be a hump-
JACK'S Son, We've no to sit and dither, While her wither's with her- And no one a cow for a friend!
I fear you're touched.
LITTLE RED RIDING the woods, It's to go, I to leave, I to, though. Into the time, and so I must my journey.
the woods And through the To I am ma'am, Into the To house-
Into the To Grandmother's
WIFE You're certain of your
LITTLE RED RIDING The way is clear, The is good, I no fear, Nor no one should. The woods are trees, The are just wood. I of hate to ask it, But do you a basket?
the woods And the dell, The is straight, I it well. the woods, And who can What's waiting on the
the woods To some bread To who Is in bed. can tell What ahead. For all I know, She's dead.
But the woods, the woods, Into the To Grandmother's And before dark.
Fly, birds, to the sky, Back to the And the And the And
up and do my hair, Cinderella!
Are you really that?
Here, I found a tear, Cinderella.
you hide it with a hat?
You beautiful.
I know.
She me.
Put it in a twist.
Who be there?...
Mother be good, Father be nice, That was always advice. So be nice, Cinderella, Good, Cinderella, Nice good nice-
Tighter!
What's the good of good If everyone is And you're always left mind, Cinderella, Kind Nice good nice good nice-
(Florinda slaps Cinderella across the face.)
Not tight!
I'm sorry.
Clod.
Because the had lost his Father and his in a baking accident... Well, at that's what he believed, he was eager to a family of his own, and was concerned all efforts until now had failed.
Who might be?
WIFE We've our last loaf of bread.
It's the witch next door!
& BAKER'S WIFE We no bread.
Of you've got no bread!
Then what is it you
It's not what I wish! what you wish!
(points to Wife) Nothing cooking in there now is
The old enchantress told the she had a spell on their house.
What
In the past, when you were no more a babe, your Father brought his young and you here to this cottage. were a handsome couple, but not neighbours! You see, mother was with child, and she had an unusual appetite. She took one at my beautiful garden, and told your that what she wanted more than in the world was
(rapping) Greens, greens and nothing but Parsley, peppers, and celery, and watercress and Fiddleferns, lettuce-!
He said, "All right," But it wasn't, quite, 'Cause I caught him in the In my one night! He was me, me, Rooting my rutabaga, Raiding my and up my rampion (My champion! My favorite!)- I should have a spell on him there, Could changed him into stone Or a dog or a chair...
But I let him have the I'd to spare. In return, however, I said, "Fair is You can let me have the That wife will bear.
And we'll it square."
I had a
No! But you had a sister.
But the witch refused to tell him of his sister. Not that her name was Rapunzel.
I I had been more than reasonable. And that we all might happily there after. But how was I to know what father had hidden in his pocket? You see, when I had that garden, my mother warned me that I would be if I to ever loose any of the BEANS!
BAKER &
The beans.
I let him go, I know stolen my beans!
I was him crawl, Back the wall-! bang! Crash! And the flash! well, that's another story, Never Anyway, at The big day came, And I my claim. "Oh, take away the baby," They and screeched, But I did, And I hid her Where never be reached.
Your cried, your died. And for measure- I admit it was a I said, "Sorry, I'm not mollified."
And I laid little spell on You, too, That your family Would always be a one...
WIFE No!!
So there's no more And no more scenes And my thrives- You see my nectarines! But I'm you the same I kings and queens: Don't ever ever Mess around my greens! the beans.
JACK'S Now to me, Jack. Lead Milky-White to market and fetch the best you can. no less than five pounds. Are you to me?
Jack Jack, in a sack, The house is colder, is not the time for dreaming.
Chimney to crack, The mice are bolder, The gone slack, Your mother's older, father's not back, And you can't just sit here pretty dreams.
To wish and day to day Will keep The away.
So the woods The is now. We to live, I don't how. Into the To the cow, You begin the journey. to the woods and don't We have to The marketplace. Into the woods to end-
Into the woods to a friend-
JACK'S Someday you'll have a pet, Jack.
A piggy?!
JACK'S (groan)
Meanwhile, the Witch, for of her own, explained how the might lift the spell;
You to have The curse I'll a certain first. Go to the woods and bring me the cow as white as milk, Two: the as red as blood, Three: the as yellow as corn, Four: the as pure as gold.
Bring me the chime Of midnight, In three time, And you have, I guarantee, A as perfect As can be.
Go to the wood!
Ladies. Our waits.
Now may I go to the
The Festival-! Darling, nails! Darling, clothes! are one thing but Darling, those, You'd us the fools of the Festival And the Prince!
CINDERELLA'S Our is waiting.
We be gone.
night, Father. I wish...
Look what I found in father's jacket.
WIFE Six beans.
I wonder if they
WIFE The Witch's beans! We'll take with us!
No! You are not to come.
BAKER'S I you are fearful of the woods at night.
No! The is on my house. Only I can the spell, The is on my house.
WIFE No, no, the is on our house. We lift the spell.
No. You are not to and that is final. Now what am I to with?
WIFE You don't
The cow as as milk, The as red as blood, The as yellow as corn, The slipper as pure as
The cow as as milk, The as red as blood, The hair as as corn, The slipper as as gold...
And so the Baker, reluctantly, set off to the demands. And as for
I still to go to the Festival, But how am I to get to the Festival?
The cow as as milk, The as red as blood, The hair as as corn-
I know! I'll Mother's grave, The at the hazel tree, And tell her I just to Go to the Festival...
The slipper as as gold... The cow, the cape, The as pure as gold-
BAKER'S The hair-!
& BAKER the woods, It's to go, It may be all In vain, I know. the woods- But so, I to take the journey.
CINDERELLA, BAKER & the woods, The is straight, You it well, But who can
Into the to lift the spell-
Into the woods to visit
BAKER'S Into the to fetch the things-
To make the
To got to the
CINDERELLA, JACK, MOTHER, BAKER, WIFE the woods regret, The is made, The is set. the woods, But not why I'm on the journey. (Little Red hood Joins) Into the to get my wish, I don't how, The is now.
JACK'S Into the woods to sell the
Into the woods to get the
BAKER'S the woods to lift the spell-
To the potion-
To go to the
RED RIDING HOOD Into the to Grandmother's house... Into the woods to house...
ALL The way is clear, The is good, I no fear, No no one should. The woods are trees, The trees are wood. No need to be afraid
& BAKER There's something in the there...
ALL the woods, delay, But no To the way. the woods, Who knows may Be on the journey?
Into the To get the That makes it The journeying. into the
STEMOTHER & To see the
JACK & To the cow-
& WIFE To the potion-
ALL To To To To To To To go to the Festival-!
the woods! the woods! the woods, out of the woods, And before dark!