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Narrator: In a far away land, long ago, lived a king and his fair queen. Many years had they longed for a child and finally their wish was granted. A daughter was born, and they called her Aurora. Yes, they named her after the dawn for she filled their lives with sunshine. Then a great holiday was proclaimed throughout the kingdom, so that all of high or low estate might pay homage to the infant princess. And our story begins on that most joyful day.a crowd is on its way to the castleChoir: Joyfully now to our princess we come, bringing gifts and all good wishes too. We pledge our loyalty anew. Hail to the Princess Aurora! All of her subjects adore her! Hail to the King! Hail to the Queen! Hail to the Princess Aurora! Health to the princess, wealth to the princess, long live the Princess Aurora! Hail Aurora! Hail Aurora! Health to the princess, wealth to the princess, long live the Princess Aurora! Hail to the King! Hail to the Queen! Hail to the Princess Aurora!inside the castleNarrator: Thus on this great and joyous day did all the kingdom celebrate the long awaited royal birth. And good King Stefan and his Queen made welcome their live long friend.Announcer: Their royal highnesses, King Hubert and Prince Phillip.Narrator: Fondly had these monarchs dreamed one day their kingdoms to unite. Thus today would they announce that Phillip, Huberts son and heir, to Stefans child would be betrothed. And so to her his gift he brought, and looked, unknowing, on his future bride.Announcer: The most honored and exalted excellencies, the three good fairies. Mistress Flora, Mistress Fauna, and Mistress Merryweather.Fairies: at the cradle Oh, the little darling! to the king Your majesties,Flora: Each of us the child may bless with a single gift. No more, no less. at the cradle Little princess, my gift shall be the gift of beauty.Choir: One gift, beauty rare. Full of sunshine in her hair. Lips that shame the red, red rose. Shell walk with springtime wherever she goes. (The song now goes Gold of sunshine in her hair.)Fauna: Tiny princess, my gift shall be the gift of song.Choir: One gift, the gift of song. Melody her whole life long. The nightingales her troubadour. Bringing her sweet serenade to her door.Merryweather: Sweet princess, my gift shall be.A blow of the wind, the door of the castle swings open. Lightening and thunder. Maleficent appearsFlora: Why, its Maleficent!Merryweather: What does she want here?Fauna: Shhh!Maleficent: Well, quite a glittering assemblage, King Stefan. Royalty, nobility, the gentry, and, how quaint, even the rebel. (I believe this line has been rewritten to read even the rabble.)Merryweather starts angrily starts to fly towards Maleficent but is held back by FloraMaleficent: I really felt quite distressed of not receiving an invitation.Merryweather: You werent wanted!Maleficent: Not wa.? Oh dear, what an awkward situation. I had hoped it was merely due to some oversight. Well, in that event, Id best be on my way.Queen: And youre not offended, your excellency?Maleficent: Why no, your majesty. And to show I bear no ill will, I, too, shall bestow a gift on the child.The fairies protect the cradleMaleficent: Listen well, all of you! The princess shall indeed grow in grace and beauty, beloved by all who know her. But, before the sun sets on her sixteenth birthday, she shall prick her finger on the spindle of a spinning wheel and die.Queen: Oh no! takes the child in her armsMaleficent: Ha, ha, ha, ha!Stefan: Seize that creature!Maleficent: Stand back you fools! disappears in a flash of lightening, laughingFlora: Dont despair, your majesties. Merryweather still has her gift to give.Stefan: Then she can undo this fearful curse? Merryweather: Oh no, sire.Flora: Maleficents powers are far too great.Fauna: But she can help!Merryweather: But.Fauna: Just do your best, dear.Flora: Yes.Merryweather: Sweet princess, if through this wicked witchs trick a spindle should your finger prick, a ray of hope there still may be in this, the gift I give to thee. Not in death but just in sleep, the fateful prophecy youll keep, and from this slumber you shall wake when true loves kiss the spell shall break.Choir: For true love conquers all.Narrator: But King Stefan, still fearful of his daughters life, did then and there decree that every spinning wheel in the kingdom should on that very day be burnt. So it was done.The fairies alone in the castle, drinking teaFlora: Sill fiddle faddle!Fauna: Now, come have a nice cup of tea, dear. Im sure itll work out somehow.Merryweather: Well, a bonfire wont stop Maleficent.Flora: Of course not. But what will?Fauna: Well, perhaps if we reason with her.Flora: Reason?Merryweather: With Maleficent?Fauna: Well, she cant be all bad.Flora: Oh, yes, she can.Merryweather: Id like to turn her into a fat ole hoptoad!Fauna: Now, dear, that isnt a very nice thing to say.Flora: Besides, we cant. You know our magic doesnt work that way.Fauna: It can only do good, dear, to bring joy and happiness.Merryweather: Well, that would make me happy.Flora: But there must be some way . There is!Merryweather: There is?Fauna: What is it, Flora?Flora: Im going to . shh, shh, shh! Even wall have ears.Flora sneaks around the cornersFlora: Follow me!Flora minimizes herself, the other two follow her into the insides of a something on the tableFlora: Ill turn her into a flower!Merryweather: Maleficent?Flora: Oh no, dear, the princess!Fauna: Oh shed make a lovely flower.Flora: Dont you see, a flower cant prick its finger.Merryweather: It hasnt any.Fauna: Thats right.Flora: Shell be perfectly safe.Merryweather: Until Maleficent sends a frost.Flora: Yes, a . oh dear!Fauna: She always ruins your nicest flowers.Flora: Youre right. And shell be expecting us to do something like that.Merryweather: But what wont she expect, she knows everything.Fauna: Oh but she doesnt dear. Maleficent doesnt know anything about love, or kindness, or the joy of helping others. You know, sometimes I dont think shes really very happy.Flora: getting excited Thats it, of course! Its the only thing she cant understand, and wont expect. to herself oh, oh, now, now . We have to plan it carefully, lets see, the woodcutters cottage, yes, yes, the abandoned one, of course the King and Queen will object, but when we explain its the only way . Merryweather: Explain what?Flora: About the three peasant women raising a foundling child deep in the forest.Fauna: Oh, thats very nice of them.Merryweather: Who are they?Flora: Turn around!While Merryweather and Fauna turn around to face a mirror, Flora changes their outfit to peasantnessFauna: iih . why, its . us!Merryweather: You mean, we us?Fauna: Take care of the baby?Flora: Why not?Fauna: Oh, Id like that!Merryweather: notices that her dress is pink and changes its color to blue Well, yes, yes, but will we have to feed it?Fauna: And wash it and dress it and rock it to sleep. Oh Id love it.Merryweather: You really think we can?Flora: If humans can do it, so can we.Merryweather: And we have our magic to help us.Fauna: Thats right.Flora: Oh, no, no, no, no, no magic! Ill take those wands right now. Oh, better get rid of those wings, too.Merryweather: You mean, live like mortals? For sixteen years? Flora removes Merryweathers wings Now, we dont know how. Weve never done anything without magic.Flora: And thats why Maleficent will never suspect.Merryweather: But wholl wash, and cook?Flora: Oh, well all pitch in.Fauna: Ill take care of the baby!Flora: Let me have it, dear. still hunting for Merryweathers wandFlora: Come along now, We must tell their majesties at once.Flora changes herself to normal size, but first forgets about Fauna and MerryweatherFauna: Flora!Merryweather: Flora!Flora notices and blows up Fauna and Merryweather. They leave the roomOutside the castle. We see Stefan and the Queen at a balcony looking down towards the fairies carrying the baby awayNarrator: So the king and his queen watched with heavy hearts as their most precious possession, their only child, disappeared into the night.the storybookNarrator: Many sad and lonely years passed by for King Stefan and his people. But as the time for the princesss sixteenth birthday drew near, the entire kingdom began to rejoice. For everyone knew that as long as Maleficents domain, the forbidden mountains, thundered with her wrath and frustration, her evil prophecy had not yet been fulfilled.inside Maleficents castle. Maleficent talks to her search patrolMaleficent: Its incredible, sixteen years and not a trace of her! She couldnt have vanished into thin air. Are you sure you searched everywhere?1st servant: yeah, yeah, anywhere, we all.2nd servant: yeah, yeah!Maleficent: But what about the town, the forests, the mountains?1st servant: We searched mountains, forests, and houses, and let me see, in all the cradles.Maleficent: Cradle?1st servant: Yeah, yeah, every cradle.Maleficent: angry Cradle? to her pet raven Did you hear that my pet? All these years, theyve been looking for a baby! laughing oh, oh, ha, ha, ha.Servants: join laughter ha, ha, ha.Maleficent: abruptly stops laughing angry Fools! Idiots! Imbeciles! drives her search patrol away alone with her pet again Oh, theyre hopeless. A disgrace to the forces of evil. talking to the raven My pet, you are my last hope. Circle far and wide, search for a maid of sixteen with hair of sunshine gold and lips red as the rose. Go, and do not fail me. pet flies awayThe camera approaches a house in the woodsNarrator: And so for sixteen long years the whereabouts of the princess remained a mystery, while deep in the forest, in a woodcutters cottage, the good fairies carried out their well-laid plan. Living like mortals, they had reared the child as their own and called her Briar Rose.A window of the cottage opens, and Briar rose appears, humming some tuneNarrator: On this her sixteenth birthday the good fairies had planned a party and something extra special for her surprise.The camera turns downward. The fairies sit over a book of dressesMerryweather: How about this one?Flora: This is the one I picked.Fauna: Oh shell look beautiful in it.Flora: Now I thought a few changes here.Merryweather: AhaFauna: Dont forget a pretty bow.Flora: And theres the shoulder line.Merryweather: Well make it blue.Flora: Oh no, dear, pink.Merryweather: But.Flora: Oh course, well need a few more pleats.Fauna: Yes, but how are we going to get her out of the house?Flora: Oh, Ill think of something.Briar Rose comes down the stairs and finds the fairiesBriar Rose: Well, and what are you three dears up to?Merryweather: Up to?Fauna: Up to?Flora: Up to?Flora: eh, eh, eh, we, we, well, we, we.Merryweather: Want you to pick some berries.Flora: Thats it, berries!Briar Rose: Berries?Fauna: Lots of berries.Briar Rose: But I picked berries yesterday.Flora: Oh, we need more, dear.Fauna: Lots, lots more.Flora: Yes!The fairies push Briar Rose out of the houseFlora: Now dont hurry back, dear.Merryweather: And dont go too far.Flora: And dont speak to strangers.Fauna: Goodbye, dear!Merryweather: Goodbye!Flora: Goodbye!Briar Rose: Goodbye!The fairies close the door and get back insideMerryweather: I wonder if she suspects.Flora: Of course not, come on. Will she be surprised!Merryweather: A real birthday party.Fauna: With a real birthday cake.Flora: Yes, and a dress a princess can be proud of.Merryweather: Ill get the wands.Flora: Yes, you. the wands?Fauna: Oh no.Flora: No magic!Merryweather: But the sixteen years are almost over.Flora: Were taking no chances.Merryweather: But, I never baked a fancy cake.Flora: Oh, you wont have to, dear.Fauna: Im going to bake the cake.Merryweather: You?Flora: Shes always wanted to, dear, and this is her last chance.Merryweather: Well,.Fauna: Im going to make it fifteen layers with pink and blue, forgive-me-nots. (She says forget-me-knots, which is a small flower.) Flora: And Im making the dress.Merryweather: But you cant sew, and shes never cooked!Flora: Oh, its simple.Fauna: All you do is follow the book.Flora directs Merryweather to stand on a chairFlora: Up here dear, you can be the dummy.Merryweather: Well, I still say we ought to use magic.Flora throws a sheet of pink cloth above Merryweather and begins cutting with a pair of scissors. Fauna has laid all the ingredients for the cake before her.Fauna: reads from the book Flour, three cups. searching Cups, cups, cups, cups. finds three cups of different sizes and uses them to pour flour into the bowl One, two, three.Flora has cut a circular hole into the sheetMerryweather: Whats that for?Flora: Well, its got to have a hole in the bottom.Fauna: Thats for the feet to go through.Merryweather: Its pink!Flora: Oh, lovely shade, isnt it.Merryweather: but I wanted it blue.Flora: Now, dear, we decided pink was her color.Merryweather: You decided!Fauna: still reads from the book Two eggs, fold in gently. Fold? Oh well.Fauna puts two eggs into the bowl and starts to fold them in. We hear their shells cracking. Merryweather is completely hulled into the pink clothMerryweather: I cant breathe!Flora cuts the cloth open at the top. Merryweather takes a look at the dress from the insideMerryweather: It looks awful.Flora: Thats because its on you, dear.Fauna: at her cake Now yeast, one tsp. tsp?Merryweather: One teaspoon!Fauna: One teaspoon, of course.Flora measures some size of the dressFlora: Oh gracious how the child has grown.Merryweather: Oh, it seems only yesterday we brought her here.Fauna: Just a tiny baby.Merryweather loses a tearFlora: Why Merryweather!Fauna: Whatevers the matter, dear?Merryweather: After the day shell be a princess, and we wont have any Briar Rose.Fauna: Oh Flora!Flora: We all knew this day had to come.Fauna: Buy why did it have to come so soon?Flora: After all, weve had her for sixteen years.Merryweather: Sixteen wonderful years.Flora: Good gracious, were acting like a lot of ninnies! Come on, shell be back before we get started.Briar Rose walking through the forest. She starts to sing. Birds answer her singing and wake other animals, like chipmunks, rabbits and one owl. They all come listeningThe camera turns to the background, where Phillip rides on his horse. Briar Roses singing is still faintly heardPhillip: to his horse Hear that, Samson? Beautiful! What is it? Come on, lets find out. turns his horse around, but it struggles back Oh, come on! For an extra bucket of oats, and a few carrots? horse nods with his head Hop boy!They ride off towards the singing. While Samson jumps over a log, Phillip gets caught in a tree and falls offPhillip: Ohhh!Phillip is heard splashing into the water. Samson holds and looks at him. Phillip sprinkles some water at SamsonPhillip: No carrots!The camera turns again to Briar Rose. Shes surrounded by the animals of the forest, picks berries and singsBriar Rose: I wonder,I wonder,I wonder why each little birdHas a someone to sing to,Sweet things toA gay little love melody.I wonder,I wonder,If my heart keeps singingwill my song go wingingTo someoneWholl find meAnd bring back a love song to me!Briar Rose: Oh dear, why do they still treat me like a child?Owl: Who?Briar Rose: Why, Flora and Fauna and Merryweather. They never want me to meet anyone. to the animals But you know something? I fooled them. I have met someone!Owl: Who? Who? Who? the animals get more and more excited as she tells the storyBriar Rose: Oh, a prince. Well, hes tall and handsome and.and so romantic. Oh we walked together, and talked together, and just before we say goodbye, he takes me in his arms, and then.I wake up. the animals sink their headsBriar Rose: Yes, its only in my dreams. But they say if you dream a thing more than once, its sure to come true. And Ive seen him so many times!A chipmunk sees the princes wet clothes hanging in a tree. He and the other animals put their heads together, make a plan and get over to that treePhillip: You know Samson, there was something strange about that voice. Too beautiful to be real. Maybe it was a mysterious being, a wood sprite. Samson sees the animals running off with the clothes and neighs There, stop!The owl dresses in Phillips cape and hat and is lifted by birds, one rabbit each take the shoes, and together they approach Briar RoseBriar Rose: Oh, why, its my dream prince! laughs Your highness! No, Im really not supposed to speak to strangers. But weve met before! dances with her dream prince singingI know youI walked with youOnce upon a dreamI know youThe gleam in your eyesIs so familiar a-gleamPhillip and Samson approach the scene, but hide behind a treeBriar Rose: And I know its trueThat visions are seldom all they seemBut if I know youI know what youll doYoull love me at onceThe way you did once upon a dreamWhile Briar Rose turns around, Phillip grabs the animals and places himself instead. Briar Rose still cant see himBriar Rose: But if I know youI know what youll doYoull love me at once Phillip joins her singingBoth: The way you did Briar Rose stops to sing, Phillip continuesPhillip: Once upon a dreamBriar Rose: Oh? turns around and sees Phillip Oh! tries halfheartedly to run off, but is held by PhillipPhillip: Im awfully sorry. I didnt mean to frighten you.Briar Rose: Oh it wasnt that. Its just that youre a, a.Phillip: A stranger?Briar Rose: Hmm-hmm.Phillip: But dont you remember? Weve met before!Briar Rose: We, we have?Phillip: Of course, you said so yourself: Once upon a dream! sings I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream. I know you, the gleam in your eyes is so familiar a gleamWe see them from remote waltzing at a lakeChoir: And I know its trueThat visions are seldom all they seemBut if I know youI know what youll doYoull love me at onceThe way you didOnce upon a dreamThey stop dancing. Phillip lays his arm around Briar RosePhillip: Who are you, whats your name?Briar Rose: Hmm? Oh, my name. Why, its, its . Oh no, no, I cant, I . Goodbye! runs offPhillip: But when will I see you again?Briar Rose: Oh never, never!Phillip: Never?Briar Rose: Well, maybe someday.Phillip: When, tomorrow?Briar Rose: Oh no, this evening.Phillip: Where?Briar Rose: At the cottage, in the glen.Inside the cottage. Fauna is lighting the candles on the cake, which starts to melt down. She tries to hold it with a broomFauna: Well, what do you think of it?Merryweather is still standing as a dolly in a bad joke of a dressFlora: Why, its a very unusual cake, isnt it?Fauna: Yes. Of course itll be much stiffer after its baked.Flora: Of course, dear. What do you think of the dress?Fauna: Well, its not exactly the way it is in the book, is it?Flora: Well, I improved a bit! But perhaps if I added a few more ruffolds? What do you think?Fauna: I think so. What do you think, Merryweather?Merryweather: struggles out of the dress, which falls to pieces I think weve had enough of this nonsense. I think we ought to think of Rose, and what shell think of this mess. I still think what I thunk before. Im going to get those wands. going offFauna: You know, I think sh