Shrek Forever After: The Final Chapter Page #3

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To live the life of an ogre...

no worries, no responsibilities.

You are free to pillage

and terrorize as you please.

- Free? That's a laugh.

- Oh, yeah?

Sometimes I wish I had just one day

to feel like a real ogre again.

Why didn't you say so?

Magical transactions are my specialty!

Great. Next to mimes,

magicians are my favourite people.

Hold on.

"King for a Month. "

"Knight for a Week. "

Ogre for a day.

Think about it, Shrek.

To be feared and hated.

You'll be, like, "Roar!"

And the villagers will be, like, "Get

away! It's Shrek! I'm so scared of him!"

It would be just like the good old days,

when your swamp was your castle.

- When the world made sense.

- All right, what's the catch?

Catch? No. There's no catch.

No catchings, really.

I mean, there's something.

Small thing. Nothing. A little thing.

All right, I knew it.

So what do you want?

- A day.

- A day.

Rat's done!

To make the magic work, you gotta

give something to get something.

In this case, you gotta

give a day to get a day. That's all.

I can't just pick up

and leave my family.

But that's the best part, Shrek!

It's a magical contract.

No one will even know you're gone.

And by the time this day is up,

you are gonna feel like a changed ogre.

Still, I don't know.

Hey, no problem.

Forget it, no big D. Doesn't matter.

Do you like white meat or dark meat?

So what day would I have to give up?

I don't know, any day.

A day from your past.

A day you had the flu?

A day you lost a pet?

A day some meddling oaf

stuck his nose where it didn't belong

destroying your business

and ruining your life?!

Just for an example.

How about the day I met Donkey?

Now, there's a day

I'd like to take back.

I don't know who that is.

I know. What about a day

you wouldn't even remember?

Like a day when you were a baby.

- An innocent, mindless little baby.

- Take any of those days you want.

- Take them all for all I care.

- Oh, just one will do.

OK, good.

A day from your childhood it is.

I guess there's nothing wrong

with wanting a little time for myself.

Just 24 tiny little hours.

- I'm still my own ogre!

- Yeah, you is!

I never needed to ask

for anyone's permission before.

So why start now?

Go on, Shrek.

Sign it!

Go on, Shrek.

Sign it, Shrek! Sign it!

You signed it.

So, tell me. What happens now?

Have a nice day.

I think I fell on my keys.

There are 40 children in that shoe,

which is why the weasel

goes pop to this very day.

Oh, great.

As we head over the river

and through the woods...

Ogre!

Kill the ogre! Kill the ogre!

This is the part where you run away!

Sure is great to be wanted again.

Nice one.

Fiona?

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