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Once Upon a Dream
ROSE: We have?
PRINCE PHILLIP: Why, of course. You said so yourself. Once upon a dream. Who are you? What's your name? Hmm?
ROSE: Oh, my name. Why, it's... Oh no, I can't! Good-bye!
PRINCE PHILLIP: But when will I see you again?
ROSE: Oh, never! Never!
PRINCE PHILLIP: Never?
ROSE: Well, maybe someday.
PRINCE PHILLIP: When? Tomorrow?
ROSE: Oh, no! This evening!
PRINCE PHILLIP: Where?
ROSE: At the cottage in the glen. There.
FAUNA: Ooh! Well, what do you think of it?
FLORA: Why, it's... It's a very unusual cake, isn't it?
FAUNA: Yes. Of course, it'll be much stiffer after it's baked.
FLORA: Of course, dear. Um, what do you think of the dress?
FAUNA: Well, it's, uh It's not exactly the way it is in the book, is it?
FLORA: Oh, I improved it. But perhaps if I added a few more ruffles, what do you think?
FAUNA: Um, I think so. What do you think, Merryweather?
MERRYWEATHER: I think we've had enough of this nonsense! I think we ought to think of Rose and what she'll think of this mess. I still think what I thunk before. I'm going to get those wands. FAUNA: You know, I think she's right.
MERRYWEATHER: Here they are, good as new.
FLORA: Careful, Merryweather!
FLORA: Quick, lock the doors. Uh, Fauna, you close the windows.
FLORA: Oh, block up every cranny. We can't take any chances.
FLORA: Now, you take care of the cake. While...
MERRYWEATHER: I Clean the room, dear.
FLORA: And I'll make the dress.
MERRYWEATHER: Now hurry! Ooh! Come on, bucket, mop, broom.
MERRYWEATHER: Flora says clean up the room.
FAUNA: Eggs, flour, minute... Just do it like it says here in the book. I'll put on the candles. FLORA: And now to make a lovely dress fit to grace a fair princess. MERRYWEATHER: Oh, no, not pink. Make it blue. FLORA: Merryweather! Make it pink. MERRYWEATHER: Make it blue. FLORA: Oh, pink! MERRYWEATHER: Blue. FLORA: Ohh, now look what you've done! FAUNA: Shh, shh, shh! Listen. MERRYWEATHER: It's Rose. FLORA: She's back. Enough of this foolishness. Make it pink. Now hide, quick! MERRYWEATHER: Blue. FAUNA: Aunt Flora! Good gracious! FLORA: Who left the mop running?
MERRYWEATHER: Stop, mop. ROSE: Aunt Flora! Fauna! Merryweather! Where is everybody? Oh!
FLORA: Surprise! FAUNA: Surprise! MERRYWEATHER: Surprise! Surprise! FAUNA: Surprise!
MERRYWEATHER: Happy birthday!
ROSE: Oh, you darlings! This is the happiest day of my life. Everything's so wonderful. Just wait 'til you meet him.
FLORA: You've met some stranger? ROSE: Oh, he's not a stranger, we've met before. FLORA: You have? MERRYWEATHER: Where? ROSE: Once upon a dream.
FAUNA: She's in love! MERRYWEATHER: Oh, no.
FLORA: This is terrible.
ROSE: Why? After all, I am sixteen.
FLORA: It isn't that, dear.
FAUNA: You're already betrothed. ROSE: Betrothed?
MERRYWEATHER: Since the day you were born.
FAUNA: To Prince Phillip, dear.
ROSE: But that's impossible. How could I marry a prince? I'd have to be
MERRYWEATHER: A princess.
FAUNA: And you are, dear.
FLORA: Princess Aurora. Tonight, we're taking you back to your father, King Stefan.
ROSE: But I can't. He's coming here tonight. I promised to meet him.
FLORA: I'm sorry, child, but you must never see that young man again.
ROSE: Oh, no! I can't believe it! No!
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