The Swan Princess: A Royal Family Tale
- PG
- Year:
- 2014
- 79 min
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Long before the age
of kings and queens,
an evil force,
The Forbidden Arts,
came to Earth from the underworld
through a magical crystal.
The crystal was
his earthly domain
from which he gained
his strength and power.
His purpose,
to search the Earth,
then destroy any power
that might challenge him.
You think you have power?
I'll show you power!
But one day, to his horror,
he discovered a legend which
boded ill for the evil force.
"She will usher in
an Age of Goodness. "
No!
But it also told
of a Glowing Stone
and warned the good creatures of
the Earth to keep it safely hidden,
for the stone would give evil
the power to withstand
the presence of
the Swan Princess
and destroy her.
The Forbidden Arts
was enraged to know
there was a power
greater than his own,
until he devised an evil plan.
Yes! Yes!
He used his great powers
to hide the truth
and alter the appearance
of the legend,
hoping that any creatures who saw
it would fear the Swan Princess.
Having corrupted the legend,
The Forbidden Arts searched far
and wide for the Glowing Stone.
But he searched in vain.
As the ages passed, the
legend withdrew from view.
But then, one day,
the paws of a curious scullion
pulled it from obscurity.
"In a coming day,
"an evil Swan Princess
"will usher in
the Age of Despair
"and lay waste to the
Earth and its creatures. "
The false legend
worked on the scullions.
Fearing the Swan Princess,
they cut themselves off
from the rest of the world,
and lived in seclusion and passed
on their fears for generations,
just as The Forbidden Arts intended.
# Look to the night
and you might see her
# Casting a shadow,
a cloak of fear
# Better beware
and be on your marker
# We must prepare
for the day is near #
Centuries later Odette,
the Swan Princess, was born.
Her mere presence on Earth nearly
destroyed The Forbidden Arts.
No.
He escaped to his crystal
for refuge, and from there,
he frantically began his schemes
against the Swan Princess.
Sensing Lord Rothbart's
darK soul,
he drew the sorcerer to him
and promised him power untold if
he would destroy the Swan Princess.
But Princess Odette
proved too strong
for Rothbart.
The Forbidden Arts remained
tortured by this truth.
He alone could never
destroy the Swan Princess.
And then,
fortune fell his way.
What have we here?
A thief!
Don't kill me, whatever you are! Please!
I will spare you,
but you will do my bidding
for the rest of
your worthless life.
And thus, The
Forbidden Arts renewed his efforts
to destroy the Age of
Goodness and the Swan Princess.
Hyah!
Derek, don't you think...
Ha!
Whoa!
I have a feeling
everything will be...
Oh, Derek!
You go.
She's, but...
I can't see! Who's there? Who is it?
Mother, it's me.
So cold. It's so cold.
Rogers, more blankets.
No, Derek, no.
If I could just hold
something warm.
But smaller. About
eight pounds or so.
Mm-hmm?
About the size of a baby?
that way, but, yes!
I mean yes.
So this is what Odette
was trying to tell me.
Mother, you've done a lot of crazy
things to get me to do what you want,
but pretending to be dying?
Fake dying? Zat's genius!
Queen Uberta,
I salute you.
What else am I supposed to do, Derek?
Guess how many grandchildren
Go on, you just guess!
I don't know, four?
No! None!
But what if she has one
before me? Oh! The shame!
Mother, I promise, no one wants
children as much as Odette and me.
Then show me the baby!
Show me the baby!
Rogers, a little
help here.
Well, I'm getting
older too, you know,
and I want another child to
tutor before it's too late!
Et tu, Rogers?
Ha!
Latin! Which you
learned from me!
But I've no one to teach now.
I must teach or I'll
shrivel up like an old snail!
Next time you're trying to
send a message, use a hammer.
And sorry if...
Don't be.
I love your mother. Besides, I
want her to have grandchildren, too.
Yes!
Yes!
We can hear you.
Picnic?
woodcutter we'd help him today.
Well, can't break a promise.
I'm so cold, so very cold.
You look fine to me,
Jean-Bob.
Yeah. Just a little green.
Look, I'm dying, okay? I've
got, like, 10 minutes max!
Now, I'm sure zere are some
maids and farmers' daughters
zat would like to
say goodbye to me,
so go find zem,
if you don't mind!
Oh, no!
Hey!
Watson's disease.
What?
He's got
all the symptoms.
Slimy skin!
Bulging eyes!
No ears.
We're gonna
miss you, little buddy!
Poor Jean-Bob.
He was such a
good little frog.
My favorite amphibian.
Why can't we do the double
drop with a reverse lashing?
We're master
trap makers, Cutter!
That's the best way to
finish off the Swan Princess!
No traps.
You know what
would be perfect?
The kingpin slider
with a knot turn!
You're talking crazy.
If we fail, the Hunter-Prince
is sure to track it back to us,
and then the Swan Princess would
come and wipe out all the scullions.
Is that what
you want? Is it?
Acknowledge!
Acknowledge!
'Course not!
Well then, you gotta
stop talking traps, Jojo.
Yeah, yeah. Sorry. I don't
know where me mind went.
No, no, no, it's okay.
I don't know.
Sometimes my brain...
Forget about it.
We've got work to do.
You know, a horse just
might get around that.
But not the wagon and
the Swan Princess, eh?
Imagine! The Prince and
Princess doing my work!
I feel a little guilty.
Well, we could
raise your taxes.
Huh?
Pretty and funny.
We'll get this delivered. You
take care of that leg, my friend.
Tell your sweet wife
hello for us.
That's not good.
Ha!
Really not good!
Stop!
Come on! Get off!
Come on.
Drop, baby! Fall!
We really have to stop
meeting like this.
No, really.
Are you kidding me?
Are you kidding me?
No kidding involved.
Unfortunately, what
you saw was actual.
Mangler's gonna skin us!
Negative.
Positive!
I can feel me pelt just peelin'
off me! Just peelin' off me!
Why I always gotta
reel you in, Jojo?
News from the bright side,
we just got closer
to finishing off
the Swan Princess
than any other master trap
maker in scullion history.
Yeah, but...
We're not going home
with our tails
between our legs, Jojo.
No? No. We're gonna swagger, my friend.
Yeah, swagger.
'Cause why?
'Cause we done the best yet.
There you go!
Swing and swagger!
Swing and swagger
all the way home!
All the way to
the Great Stone, baby.
If you can do it,
I can do it!
All right.
Go get it now!
You first.
Get it, Jojo.
That's right.
Whoa!
Well? Does she live?
First, can I ask, you got a
sharp instrument of any sort?
Put him down!
Who do you think
you're laying paws on?
and Jojo are your best chance,
probably your only chance, at
finishing off the Swan Princess.
You call yourselves
master trap makers? Ha!
Long day.
Well, look who's
still got his fur.
Me!
And what you gonna
do with that fur?
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