Cinderella (I) (2015)
Sophie McShera: Drisella
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Quotes
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Prince Charming : Who are you?
Cinderella : I am Cinderella. Your Majesty, I am no princess. I have no carriage, no parents, no dowry. I do not even know if that beautiful slipper will fit But, if it does--will you take me as I am? A good honest country girl who loves you?
Prince Charming : Of course, I would. But only if you'll take me as I am, an apprentice still learning his trade. Please...
[Prince Charming invites Ella to sit on a nearby chair as the Grand Duke watches in fear, the Captain looks on with a smile as he places the slipper on Ella's foot. It fits perfectly! He takes Ella by the hand and is just about to kiss her when Drizella and Anastasia burst into the room]
Drizella : [apologetically] Cinderella! Ella! My dear sister! I'm sorry, so very sorry.
[the two curtsy to Cinderella and the prince]
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Cinderella : Would you like a tour of the house?
Drizella : What did she say?
Anastasia : She wants to show us around her farmhouse. She's proud of it, I think.
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Fairy Godmother : [narrating] Ella's great comfort were the letters that Father would send from his travels. The weeks away lengthened to months, but every day would bring his thoughts from some distant part. Until late one afternoon...
Cinderella : [answering the front door] Farmer John?
Farmer : Miss Ella. It's your father, miss. He took ill on the road. He's passed on, miss. He's gone. To the end, he spoke only of you, miss. And your mother. I was to give you this.
[he gives her a thin tree branch]
Anastasia : But what about my lace?
Drizella : My parasol?
Lady Tremaine : Can't you see? None of that matters. We're ruined. How will we live?
Cinderella : [crying, turning back to Farmer John] Thank you. It must have been very difficult for you.
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Drizella : We did not communicate through mere words. Our souls met.
Anastasia : Precisely. My soul and the prince's soul. Your soul was over by the banquet tables.
Drizella : You didn't see him dance with me.
Lady Tremaine : Dance with you? He didn't even speak to you.
Anastasia : It was not our fault, Mother. It was that girl.
Drizella : The mystery princess.
Cinderella : Mystery princess? My, what a charming notion.
Lady Tremaine : Ugh, she was no princess. She was a preening interloper who made a spectacle of herself.
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Lady Tremaine : [after Ella hears the announcement of the ball] Having delivered your news, why are you still here? You must return to town right away and tell that seamstress to run us up three fine ballgowns.
Cinderella : Three? That's very thoughtful of you.
Lady Tremaine : What do you mean?
Cinderella : To think of me.
Lady Tremaine : Think of you?
Drizella : Mummy, she believes the other dress is for her. Poor slow, little Cinders. How embarrassing.
Lady Tremaine : [laughing] You're too ambitious for your own good.
Cinderella : Oh, no. I only want to see my friend.
Lady Tremaine : Let me be very clear. One gown for Anastasia, one for Drizella, and one for me!
[she says something in French]
Anastasia : She doesn't know what that means.
Lady Tremaine : [Ella responds in French] Good. Right. That's settled, then. Now go! Every girl in the kingdom will be chasing the prince. You must get there first before the seamstress is drowning in work!
Anastasia : [following behind] Tell me what she said, Drizella.
Drizella : I speak French, not Italian!
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Lady Tremaine : A vulgar, young hussy marched into the ball, unaccompanied, if you will, and to the horror of everyone, threw herself at the prince.
Anastasia : And he actually danced with the ugly thing.
Cinderella : Yes?
Drizella : Yes. It was pity. He was too polite to send her packing in front of everyone, you see. But not wanting to expose us to the presumptuous wench any further, he took he apart.
Anastasia : And told her off. But she refused to leave and the palace guards chased her from the party! I pity the prince. Such bad taste.
Drizella : They belong with each other.
Lady Tremaine : Well, it's no matter, girls. The ball was a mere diversion. The prince is not free to marry for love. He's promised to the Princess Chelina of Zaragoza. The Grand Duke told me himself.
Drizella : It's so very unfair.
Lady Tremaine : Yes. The way of the world.
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Anastasia : A vision, sister.
Drizella : Likewise.
Anastasia : We must compete for the prince's hand. But let it not mean we harbor dark thoughts against each other.
Drizella : Of course not, dear sister. I wouldn't dream of poisoning you before we leave for the ball.
Anastasia : Oh, nor I of pushing you from a moving carriage on the way there.
Drizella : Or I of dashing your brains out on the palace steps as we arrive. We are sisters, after all.
Anastasia : And blood is so much thicker than water.
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Anastasia : You look cheerful.
Drizella : And wet.
Cinderella : Uh, I took a walk in the rain to cheer myself up.
Drizella : Typical.
