Snow White: A Tale of Terror Page #3

What the devil is keeping them?

You worry too much, Frederick.

I am sure she will be arriving any moment.

Bon apptit.

[Thunder rumbling]

Delicious.

You must eat, Frederick.

My lord, pardon the intrusion.

-What is it, Peter?

-I've just come from the stables.

Your groomsmen found Lilli's horse

on the road.

Where?

Near the forest.

[Squeaking]

Lilli!

Lilliana!

[Thunder rumbling]

Lilli!

Frederick.

CLAUDIA:
You know the truth.

You failed.

[Gasping]

If you want to live, don't make a sound.

Steady, clear the door. Behind the stairs.

Lay him on the table.

Gently. He has broken his leg.

My dear husband.

Are you in pain?

I've been praying since you left

that you would find her.

We have to keep looking. We have to.

Of course. We will, my beloved.

Are you here alone?

She could be lying.

Who are you?

-Why are you here?

-What's your name, child?

She is no child.

Maybe she can't speak.

Can't speak.

Then she won't make a fuss

when the wolves eat her.

I say we throw her out.

She smells good.

I bet she tastes good, too.

My father is Frederick Hoffman.

So, we got us a little princess here.

Who steals bread.

Who steals bread.

Do you want to see what Lord Hoffman

and his judges do to people who steal?

I was hungry.

So was I.

It is not her blood.

Not her heart?

The sweat on his brow.

The tears in his eyes.

Traitor.

Traitor.

Traitor.

[Playing slow instrumental music]

CLAUDIA:
Traitor.

[Whispering]Traitor.

Traitor.

Why did you betray me, traitor?

Traitor.

Traitor.

[Gustav screaming]

[Burping]

Here, feed the princess.

No, you don't.

Give it to me.

Why are you treating me this way?

I have done nothing wrong to any of you.

Maybe she wants a bow...

and a kiss.

A bow and a kiss.

Here, princess, kiss this here brown bottom.

You boys don't see it, do you?

-See what?

-See what?

We could get rich off this little morsel.

Your brain's gone soggy

with that rotgut you're always swilling.

We scratch around here like rats

in the ground and what does it ever get us?

Closer to the mother lode, boy.

Closer to nothing.

No one is asking you to stay, are they?

I'll bet your daddy wishes

his little girl was back home again.

Leave me alone.

-I bet he'd--

-No!

...offer just about all his gold to have

his little princess back home again.

-Get off me.

-Safe, without so much as a scratch.

I'm sure he wouldn't mind too much if we

took just a little something for ourselves...

before we give you back.

I mean, he's a big man, right?

I bet he'd understand.

Let her be, Rolf.

Maybe you ought to soak yourself

in the river.

I'm just trying to keep things lively.

Go on, go.

Get out!

-Why don't you just leave?

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