The Snow Queen Page #2

It must be the wind, the storm

outside's getting worse.

This Snow Queen, she better not try

to get into our house.

I'd grab her, and melt her

over a hot fire.

Don't be afraid, children.

I'm going to light the lamp.

Excuse us, Madame,

we didn't see you come in.

I knocked, but no one answered.

Oh, the window's broken.

I'll stuff a pillow in it.

It doesn't bother me at all.

Sit down, won't you.

What can I do for you, Madame?

I came here to take that little

boy away.

I don't quite understand you.

I live alone in a palace.

While you're a poor woman,

unable to raise an adopted boy.

I'm not adopted!

Both of his parents died

when he was only a year old.

He grew up like my son.

To me he's just as dear

as my own little granddaughter.

You have honorable sentiments.

Still you're very old, you may

die before long.

But my grandma's not about to die!

You be still, little girl!

I know you will agree. My whole

kingdom would be at his disposal.

It would be wise of you to accept

the offer.

Grandma, please don't let her

take me away!

I would rather die...

Please, Grandma, don't let her

take him away!

I wouldn't let anyone take our Kay

away, no matter what!

Don't make hasty decisions.

Think about it, Kay.

You'd be living in a palace.

Hundreds of servants would be

waiting on you hand and foot.

But my grandma wouldn't be there.

There wouldn't be Gerda either.

No, I'm not coming.

Now don't be stubborn, Kay.

Think it over.

I'm not leaving this house.

For the last time,

I'm inviting you to come, Kay.

Do you choose to live in this hut?

Or will you come and be my guest?

I'll stay right here.

Well said, Kay!

The boy must have his way.

But at least give me a kiss

before I go.

Come on, Kay.

Are you afraid to?

Oh, you're nothing but a coward.

I am not.

Farewell, now.

Farewell, good people.

I hope to see you soon, my boy.

It's awful!

That woman was none other than

the Snow Queen!

You should have told us that.

I couldn't.

When she raised up her hand,

I was frozen solid.

I was unable to talk.

Look, it's funny.

Stupid roses are wilting.

Gosh, how ugly they've become!

The roses are frostbitten.

Ah, that's such a shame!

Look, our grandma wobbles

when she walks.

That must be a real duck

instead of our grandma.

What are you staring at me

like that for, Gerda?

Kay, you're not like yourself

anymore.

I stayed on in this rat hole

on account of them.

I might've gone and lived

in a big palace too.

So why is she shouting?

To bed...to bed... Come on now.

I won't go until I know

what's happened to Kay.

Well, I'm going to bed.

You're so ugly when you cry!

To bed, come on, quick!

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