Cinderella 3: A Twist in Time

Do you remember the story

of a girl who lived a life of cinders,

and how she found true love because

she kept a beautiful dream in her heart?

Of course it helped that she had

mouse friends who could sew

and a Fairy Godmother

who could do wonders with pumpkins.

Well, that girl is me.

Would my perfectly perfect

wife put on her perfectly fitting shoes?

You found my shoes.

Better hurry.

Fairy Godmother's waiting.

What were the mice

using them for this time?

Boats.

There.

Pathetic.

Give me your hand.

Surprise!

So that's how Cinderella did it. Magic.

Perfect!

Mother! Mother!

Mother!

- Anastasia, where have you been?

- Slacking off again.

Mother, our troubles are over!

A stick?

Ooh! Let's beat her with it.

No, no, no, no. Not a stick.

A magic wand.

Well, she finally cracked.

I saw this nutty old woman and zap!

She gave Cinderella the beautiful gown

and, oh, the Prince.

- I blame the housework.

- Oh, I'll prove it to you.

Oh, what were those words again?

Wappity-pappity-poo?

Skip-skip-scadoo?

No, I know it. I know it. I think.

Oh, no I've got it. I've got it.

Bibbidi-bobbidi...

Oh! There it is!

Child, put that down!

In the wrong hands that wand

could be extremely dangerous.

Now, now give it back

to me you silly little goose.

No way, Grandma.

Bibbidi-bobbidi boo!

Look what you've done.

Now give me back my wand.

No, I need it,

you silly old garden gnome!

Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo!

Oh!

Oh-oh.

Hello? Hello, hello, Grandma?

Oooh! Oh!

I... I'm sorry.

Oh, I didn't mean to hurt you.

So this is how Cinderella did it.

What delicious irony.

Do you realize what this means, girls?

Yes! No more laundry!

It means power, riches,

revenge.

Oh.

I wanna be dirty, filthy, stinking rich!

Oh, I want a Prince of my own!

Oh please, please, please.

- Give it to me!

- No, give it to me!

Girls! Girls!

First things first.

Now, Cinderella,

to undo your trickery

and take what's rightfully ours,

I call upon

all the forces of the universe!

Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo!

Reverse the moon and sun,

turn back tide and time,

unravel Cinderella's happily ever after

to the moment my troubles began!

Stop!

Wow.

The Grand Duke!

It worked.

Magnificent!

And no one knows except us.

Get ready. This is your second chance.

Don't waste it.

Where's Cinderella?

She's exactly

where she was the first time.

Cinderelly!

The Grand Duke!

Your Excellence.

Your Grace.

His Grace will now

read the royal procla...

Pardon me, but we're all aware

of his grace's purpose.

Perhaps we should just...

get on with it.

Quite, Madame. Quite.

Ooh.

Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo.

It fits!

It fits?

It fits!

Mother, it fits.

Gee. I wonder if it fits.

It fits, it fits! Oh, Mother!

I'm gonna get my Prince!

Woo-hoo!

Grace and poise, my dear!

I hereby declare

that we have found

the Prince's bride-to-be.

We must return to the palace at once!

No. It can't be.

Would Your Grace excuse me?

I must have a word with my... maid.

Oof!

You look confused, dear.

How could the slipper

have fit Anastasia?

I danced with the Prince.

That was my slipper.

Here, I have the other one.

I'm the one he's looking for.

You may have danced with him.

You may even have thought it was love.

But the slipper fits Anastasia,

and that's who he's marrying.

Whatever you think happened

last night was a dream.

I don't care where you go

or what you do,

but you stay away from the palace.

Stay away from the Prince.

Oh and... clean up that broken glass.

Duh... what just a-happened?

I... I don't understand.

I've...

No, no. No cry, Gus Gus.

Princey knows he danced with Cinderelly.

Yes, of course he does.

Oh, if I just see him again...

Yeah, yeah, see Princey!

Yes... everything will be alright.

- Everything will be alright.

- Duh... yeah, yeah!

Cinderelly, big blue guards.

Gus Gus handle 'em.

Let me at 'em! Let me at 'em!

Um... Let's try

the servant's entrance first.

- Good morning, sir.

- Good morning.

- Onions for the King.

- Well done.

Strawberries.

Keep out of sight.

The King is waiting. There you are.

- The King will enjoy them.

- They're his favorite.

Hmm?

Now, all we have to do

is find him and everything will be...

Stop! You there.

Who are you?

What are you doing here?

I...

I'm in charge of all

the servants in this castle,

and I've never seen you before.

What is your purpose?

My purpose. Well... um... I...

I...

I'm the royal mouse catcher.

Royal mouse catcher? Preposterous.

Snap 'em and trap 'em.

That's my motto.

Oh, no!

In the 30 years

that I have supervised...

...this castle,

I can assure you there has never

ever been a single, solitary...

Mouse!

- Where is it?

- Mice!

Oh, please, let me help.

This is my kitchen.

I'll take care of it!

Take that! And that! Vile vermin!

Please, I can handle this!

Not now!

I've got them on the run!

Really, I can help.

There he is! I got him! I got him!

So then, I'll just go get those mice.

Come on, guys.

Nice work.

If we split up,

we'll find the Prince faster.

Split up! Righty-o!

- But, Dad...

- Those aren't reasons!

Breeding, refinement!

These are the reasons to marry someone.

Not their choice

in transparent footwear!

Ooh! Nice parry.

Thanks.

It's not about the slipper.

It's the girl in the slipper.

She was... Well, she was...

She was what?

Well, she was the one.

I know it.

You think there's only

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