Princess Aurora: (on her return from picking berries) Aunt Flora? Fauna? Merrywether? (closes the door, but finds the house silent) Princess Aurora: Where is everybody? (gasps as she sees her new dress draped over a chair and rushes toward it eagerly) Flora, Fauna, Merryweather: (appearing from their hiding place) Surprise! Surprise! Happy Birthday! Princess Aurora: Oh you darlings! This is the happiest day of my life! Everything's *so* wonderful!
King Hubert: To the wedding! King Stefan: Now, be reasonable, Hubert. After all, Aurora knows nothing about all this. King Hubert: Well? King Stefan: Well, it may come as quite a shock. King Hubert: (Spits out his wine) Shock? My Phillip a shock? What's wrong with my Phillip? King Stefan: Nothing, Hubert. I only meant... King Hubert: Why doesn't your daughter like my son? King Stefan: Now, now... King Hubert: I'm not so sure my son likes your daughter! King Stefan: Now, see here... King Hubert: I'm not so sure my grandchildren want you for a grandfather! King Stefan: Why you, you, unreasonable, pompous, blustering old windbag! King Hubert: Unreasonable, pompous... En garde, sir! (Reaches for his sword, but grabs a fish by mistake) King Stefan: I warn you, Hubert. This means war! King Hubert: (Fighting) Forward! For honor! For country! For... (Realizes he's fighting with a fish; they both start laughing) King Hubert: What's this all about, anyway? King Stefan: Nothing, Hubert. Absolutely nothing. King Hubert: Those children are bound to fall in love with each other! King Stefan: Precisely. And as for grandchildren, I'll have the royal woodcarvers start work on the cradle tomorrow. King Hubert: Splendid! King-sized, of course. King Stefan: Certainly! To the Woodcarvers' Guild!
(Fauna finishes lighting the candles on Aurora's birthday cake and it begins to fall over) Fauna: Well, what do you think of it? Flora: Why, it... it's a very unusual cake, isn't it? Fauna: Yes... of course it will be much stiffer after it's baked. Flora: Of course, dear. Well, what do you think of the dress? (Aurora's dress which Merryweather is wearing is revealed to be in worse shape than the cake) Fauna: Well, uh, it's... it isn't exactly the way it is in the book, is it... Flora: Oh, I improved it. But perhaps if I added a few more ruffles... eh, 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! (stalks off and the dress falls apart) Merryweather: And I still think what I thunk before. I'm going to get those wands. (exits) Fauna: You know, I think she's right.
Flora: I'll turn her into a flower. Merryweather: Maleficent? Flora: No, no, dear. The princess. Fauna: Oh, she'd make a lovely flower. Flora: Don't you see? A flower can't prick her finger. Merryweather: It hasn't any. Fauna: That's right. Flora: She'll be perfectly safe. Merryweather: Until Maleficent sends a frost. Flora: Yes... oh dear. Fauna: She always ruins your nicest flowers.
Prince Phillip: (Hearing Aurora's singing) You hear that, Samson? Beautiful. (Samson snorts) Prince Phillip: What is it? Come on, let's find out. (Samson refuses) Prince Phillip: Aw, come on. For an extra bucket of oats? And a few... carrots? (Samson nods yes) Prince Phillip: Hup, boy! (They ride through the forest; Samson jumps over a river but Phillip falls off and into the water) Prince Phillip: Whoa! (Samson goes back for him and Phillip splashes water on his face) Prince Phillip: No carrots.
Princess Aurora: Oh, dear. Why do they still treat me like a child? Owl: Who? Princess Aurora: Aunt Flora and Fauna and Merryweather. They never want me to meet anyone. (Giggles) Princess Aurora: But you know something? I fooled them. I have met someone. Owl: Who? Who? Princess Aurora: Oh, a prince. (Birds chirp) Princess Aurora: Well, he's tall and handsome, and... and so romantic. (Birds chirp) Princess Aurora: Oh, we walk together, and talk together, and just before we say goodbye, he takes me in his arms, and then... I wake up. Yes, it's only in my dreams. But they say if you dream a thing more than once, it's sure to come true, and I've seen him so many times.
Prince Phillip: I'm awfully sorry. I didn't mean to frighten you. Princess Aurora: Oh, it wasn't that. Is just that you're a... a... Prince Phillip: A stranger? Princess Aurora: Mm-hmm. Prince Phillip: But don't you remember? We've met before. Princess Aurora: We... we have? Prince Phillip: Well, of course. You said so yourself. Once upon a dream.
(after Aurora falls into her sleep) Fauna: Poor King Stephan, and the Queen. Merryweather: They'll be heartbroken when they find out. Flora: They're not going to. Merryweather: They aren't? But... Flora: We'll put them all to sleep, until Rose awakens.
Flora: Wait, Prince Phillip. The road to love may be barred by still many more dangers, which you alone will have to face. So arm yourself with this enchanted Shield of Virtue, and this mighty Sword of Truth, for these weapons of righteousness will triumph over evil. Now come, we must hurry.
(the fairies rush to the cottage to find Phillip's hat on the floor) Flora, Merryweather, Fauna: Maleficent! Merryweather: She's got Prince Phillip! Flora: At the Forbidden Mountain. Fauna: But we can't, we can't go there! Flora: We can, and we must!
Princess Aurora: Well, I'm really not supposed to speak to strangers, but we've met before.
King Hubert: The plans! (Servant presents King Stephan with blueprints) King Hubert: Well, what do you think? Nothing elaborate, of course. Forty bedrooms, dining hall... honeymoon cottage, really. King Stefan: You - you mean you're building it already? King Hubert: Built, man! Finished! Lovebirds can move in tomorrow. King Stefan: Tomorrow? But Hubert, they're not even married yet. King Hubert: Take care of that tonight. To the wedding! King Stefan: Now, hold on, Hubert. I haven't even seem my daughter yet, and now you're taking her away from me. King Hubert: You're getting my Phillip, aren't you? King Stefan: Yes, but... King Hubert: Want to see our grandchildren, don't we? King Stefan: Of course, but... King Hubert: There's no time to lose. Getting on in years.
King Hubert: (fighting with Stefan) I'm not so sure my grandchildren want you for a grandfather!
(first lines) Narrator: In a faraway land, long ago, there lived a King and his fair Queen. Many years they had 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 land, so that all of high or low estate could pay homage to the infant Princess. And our story begins on that most joyful day...
Fauna, Flora, Merryweather: (Chasing Aurora up the stairs to the spinning wheel) Rose! Rose! Don't touch ANYTHING!