Corpse Bride Page #2

-Right.

Right. Oh, right!

-With this. This--

-Hand.

With this hand

l-- With--

Three steps, three!

Can you not count? Do you not wish

to be married, Master Van Dort?

-No! No.

-You do not?

No! l meant, no,

l do not not wish to be married.

That is, l want very much to--

Pay attention! Have you

even remembered to bring the ring?

The ring? Yes. Of course.

-Dropping the ring.

-Oh, no, he's dropped the ring!

-This boy doesn't want to get married.

-How disgraceful!

Excuse me. Got it!

Out of the way, you ninny.

Oh, dear! Oh, my! Giddy on, there's a

woman on fire! Help! Emergency!

-Oh, l hope it doesn't stain.

-Stop fanning it, you fool.

-Get a bucket, get a bucket.

-l'm on my way, dear. Yes. Oh, dear!

Enough! This wedding cannot take place

until he is properly prepared.

Young man, learn your vows.

Well, he's quite the catch, isn't he?

Oh, Victoria.

She must think l'm such a fool.

This day couldn't get any worse.

Hear ye, hear ye! Rehearsal in ruins

as Van Dort boy causes chaos!

Fishy fianc could be canned!

Everglots all fired up

as Van Dort disaster ruins rehearsal!

lt really shouldn't be all that difficult.

lt's just a few simple vows.

With this hand, l will take your wine.

No.

With this hand

l will cup your--

Oh, goodness, no.

With this

With this

With this candle, l will

l will

l will set your mother on fire.

Oh, it's no use.

With this hand,

l will lift your sorrows.

Your cup will never empty,

for l will be your wine.

Mrs. Everglot.

You look ravishing this evening.

What's that, Mr. Everglot?

Call you ''Dad''? lf you insist, sir.

With this candle,

l will light your way in darkness.

With this ring

l ask you to be mine.

l do.

You may kiss the bride.

-A new arrival.

-He must've fainted.

-Are you all right?

-What--? What happened?

By Jove, man. Looks like

we've got ourselves a breather.

-Does he have a dead brother?

-He's still soft.

A toast, then.

To the newlyweds.

Newlyweds?

ln the woods,

you said your vows so perfectly.

l did?

l did.

Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!

Coming through, coming through.

My name is Paul, l am the head waiter.

l will be creating your wedding feast.

Wedding feast! l'm salivating.

Maggots.

Keep away!

l've got a--

l've got a dwarf.

And l'm not afraid to use him.

l want some questions. Now!

-Answers. l think you mean ''answers.''

-Thank you, yes, answers.

l need answers.

What's going on here? Where am l?

Who are you?

Well, that's kind of a long story.

What a story it is.

A tragic tale of romance, passion

and murder most foul.

This is gonna be good.

Hit it, boys.

Hey, give me a listen

You corpses of cheer

At least those of you

Who still got an ear

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