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Jack and the Beanstalk (1952)

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Jack and the Beanstalk (1952)

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(exciting orchestral music)

♪ Jack and the Beanstalk

♪ We'll long remember when

♪ He shimmied up the stalk

♪ To beard a giant in his den

♪ Once up the beanstalk

♪ If Jack is set upon

♪ Then Jack be nimble,

Jack be quick ♪

♪ Or Jack, you're good as gone

♪ Up, up, up, up,

there he goes ♪

♪ Up to where, nobody knows

♪ Long is the beanstalk

♪ And short is little Jack

♪ The long and short of it is

♪ Is he ever coming back

(dramatic orchestral music)

(steady music)

(ringing doorbell)

- Come in!

(crashing)

Oh, it's you!

I'm sorry Arthur.

I thought it was the babysitter.

- Just what do you have

against babysitters?

- Why nothing.

- Nothing?

- It's a psychological

stumbling block.

The juvenile mind resents the

restraint of adult authority.

- You ever have the feeling

you're too old for your age?

- Physically, I'm only eight.

Mentally, the doctors

refuse to believe it.

Why do you bring

my sister flowers?

Because you want to marry her?

- It's all part of the racket.

Where is Eloise?

- Putting on her lipstick

so you can kiss it off.

- Come on, young fellow,

I'll put you to bed.

Or your sister and

I are gonna be late

for dress rehearsal.

- Why do I have to go to bed?

Only children go

to bed this early.

- Arthur, I didn't

hear you come in.

- You should have.

I made quite an entrance,

thanks to junior.

- Donald, didn't you

promise mother and dad

you'd be a good boy?

- I am being good.

It just happens

that their standards

are much higher than mine.

- Where's his babysitter?

- His sitter?

Well, Don, go in and wash

your teeth and go to bed.

And don't wake your baby sister.

- What's the matter?

- No babysitter.

- There are dozens of

babysitters in the neighborhood.

- Well, not for my dear brother.

He's been declared us.

- Have you tried the

employment agencies?

- They don't have babysitters.

Well, it looks

like my understudy

will have to go on tonight.

- Start calling every

employment agency

'til you find one that's open.

Get somebody, anybody.

- Sounds like a bad

idea, but I'll do it.

- And I'll handle my pal Donald.

(car honking)

(tires screeching)

(engine revving)

(car banging)

- That's pretty

reckless driving.

- I'll say it is.

You ought to watch where

you're going, big boy.

- Ah.

- What are you trying

to do, get away?

- Out of my way.

Out of my way, shorty.

(grunting)

(car rumbling)

I ought to run you in for this.

- You're big enough

to carry me in.

- Officer, we're terribly sorry.

- Well alright, but don't

let this happen again.

And get off my car!

(smacking)

- What are you

gonna do with that?

- Put it away.

- Well keep it there.

- Yes?

Uh huh.

I'd better hang up.

We've been talking

for 10 minutes.

Here comes my heavy

date for tonight.

Bye.

- Who were you

calling a heavy date?

- You.

Can you wait outside

for five minutes?

What a way to get a ticket.

- Well if I do, I

can get it fixed.

I have influence.

- Don't do that!

- Why don't you look

where you're going?

See you outside, baby.

- What do you see in a

tall, dark, handsome fella?

- Plenty.

- Girls never say that to me.

- What do they say to you?

- Shush, nothing exciting.

(phone ringing)

- Cosman Employment Agency.

Yes I have been on the

phone for quite a while.

I'm sorry, we don't

list babysitters.

- Just a minute, lady.

You are looking at the

world's greatest babysitter.

- That's right miss, sure.

- Him?

- He is the best.

- Where do you fit in to this?

- Oh I'm his agent.

- Yes, he lets me keep

10% of everything I earn.

- I'm sorry I took so long,

but fortunately, a professional

babysitter just came in.

May I have your address, please?

Thank you, he'll be right out.

Goodbye.

- Oh thank you miss.

Gee, you're wonderful.

I like girls like you.

Eyes of blue, and five feet two.

Timber!

- Sorry to be late.

- It's okay.

Shall we go?

- You mean you and I

are going out together?

- You see dink, I

have a way with girls.

Please.

- Now listen!

- Yes daddy.

He's so big!

- Come on, we've

got babysitting.

Get with it.

(engine rumbling)

(thudding)

(thudding)

Why, why are you so clumsy?

- I'm excited.

- Why?

- This is my first job.

Gee I hope he's a sweet child.

I love children!

- Come on.

(doorbell ringing)

- It's about time they got here.

- Are you the--

- Babysitter?

He sure is.

- You're kinda big for a baby.

- You're not for me.

- Oh, rejected again.

I guess it isn't my night.

- Won't you come in?

- Sure.

- Surely.

- Well, we'll be plenty

comfortable here.

- Well it's too late

to get anyone else.

Have you had much

experience with babies?

- Why yes sir, I've

been a baby all my life.

- Don't you worry about Jack.

The kids just love him.

He makes 'em feel so superior.

- In which they are.

- Sure.

- Well they're

both sound asleep,

and I'm sure you

won't hear a sound

out of them all night.

But if you need anything...

- Oh no, Madame.

I don't need a thing.

I'm prepared for everything.

- No one's prepared for Donald.

- Well, good luck, and

we'll be home after 11:00.

- Oh, you're going

out right now?

Oh, costumes.

Going to a masquerade ball?

- No, a play.

- A play, kids are gonna play.

May I see you out the door?

Excuse me, I'll help you.

Oh miss, in case I want

to see the children,

just where are they?

- Oh they're in the

bedroom down the hall.

- Thank you.

- High class, huh?

(baby crying)

- Music to my ears.

My first victim.

Duty calls!

See you, Mr. Dinkel!

(baby crying)

This calls for action.

(thudding)

Shush, quiet.

You want to wake up your

sweet little brother?

Now what seems to

be the trouble?

(baby crying)

Have a nice nap.

This is my real

business, I know kids.

Goodnight.

- Get me a glass of milk.

- What'd you say?

- I said get me a glass of milk.

- This is unbelievable.

This kid talks better than me.

- You're not very bright.

- I'm sorry, kid.

What school did you go to?

- The baby isn't talking, I am.

- I know you're

talking, but who?

- I'm talking over here.

- This kid ain't

even moving her lips.

This is a baby ventriloquist!

- I'm talking over here.

- I know it's you.

I mean, I'm, your, ah.

You?

What's your name?

- Donald.

- Are you a good boy?

- No, it's not my nature.

I'm a problem child.

- Get a load of the kid,

he's a problem child.

Just like me, I think.

Would you like to have

me read you a story

before you fall asleep?

- That's been tried, too.

(thudding)

(grunting)

- Oh this kid, been tried too.

Breath, out, you,

I ought to, I ought

to, I ought to...

"Jack and the Beanstalk."

That's my favorite novel!

Donald, can I read this to you?

- Well, I want to

keep you happy.

Let's hear how it goes.

- Thank you, Donald.

Once upon a time,

that's pretty

exciting, isn't it?

Once upon a time, a

whole village was tur--

A whole village was terr--

- Terrorized.

- Yeah.

Yeah, the whole

village was terrorized

by a ferr--

A furr--

- Ferocious.

- Yeah.

Donald, do me a favor.

This is a very exciting book

about the giant and everything.

Will you read it to me, please?

I can't get over the big words.

- Only because I'm

fascinated by you.

Here, hold my club.

- Yes, fascinated.

- Once upon a time,

a whole village was terrorized

by a ferocious giant.

- Yeah.

- Who lived in a

castle in the sky.

In this village lived a

simple peasant boy named Jack.

And his widowed mother.

They had come up on hard

times because of the giant.

One day, Jack was told

to bring their only cow

to the market and

sell him for food.

Jack, being very stupid--

(voice drowned out by music)

- Hey!

Wee!

Ooh, ooh!

(humming)

(exciting music)

Princess Eloise.

(steady music)

(cow mooing)

Your Highness.

- I wonder if I could

have a glass of water.

- Yes, your Highness.

Hey Billy, can you imagine me

getting water for the Princess?

(sighing)

(fabric tearing)

Uh oh.

(goat baaing)

See anything, Billy?

(baaing)

Oh Princess, I would've

brung you the water.

- I'm a little tired of

people waiting on me.

It must be wonderful

to be allowed

to do everything you want

to, whenever you want to.

- Oh, you don't get

around much, do you?

- What do you mean?

- You mean you haven't heard?

There's no food in the village.

The giant, he's

taken everything.

He's even taken your father's

crown jewels, didn't he?

- That's why I have to

marry Prince Arthur.

- Well, isn't it a love match?

- I've never even seen him.

But his people have money.

Did you ever have to marry

a man you've never seen?

- They tell me I'm a boy.

- So you are.

And a very nice boy.

- Thank you, your Highness.

Why don't you run away?

- Princesses can't do that.

- Oh, but maybe he'll

be young and handsome,

and you'll fall madly

in love with him.

- That only happens

in fairy tales.

Thank you for the water.

- Thank you, your Highness.

And Princess, remember.

Have courage, fear nothing

when you're in the right!

That's my motto!

- Jack.

- Yes, mother?

- Jack, you must stop

talking to yourself.

- I wasn't talking

to myself, mother.

I was talking to

the Princess Eloise.

- Princesses don't

talk to peasant boys.

Oh Jack, when are

you going to grow up

and get some sense?

- Does one go with the other?

- Jack, I've come to a

very important decision.

- You're not gonna give me away.

- No.

If we're not to starve,

I'll have to sell our

last valuable possession.

- No, you're not

gonna sell the cow.

- She has to go.

- You can't sell Henry.

- Jack, how many

times have I told you,

Henry isn't a proper

name for a cow.

- Alright, from now on,

I'll call her Halbert.

But you still can't sell Henry.

- Take her to the

market this morning,

but be sure to get a good price.

- Yes mother.

You can depend on me.

Whatever they bid,

I'll bid higher.

- Jack, you'll be

selling, not buying.

- There's a difference?

- Fetch me a pale of water,

and then be on your way.

- Yes, mother.

(gentle suspenseful music)

Now look, Henry.

This is the last time

I'm gonna let you look.

You look beautiful.

You and I are gonna

part very soon.

You were the only thing I loved.

Now this is the last look

you're gonna get, Henry.

Take a look.

Don't you look pretty?

Oh, parting is such sorrow.

We gotta go, Henry.

Uh oh.

(trumpets blaring)

- Whoa, boy.

Tell me, young fellow,

will this road take me

to the royal palace?

- No sir, but your horse will.

Say, you're Prince Arthur.

- So they tell me.

- Oh boy, will the

Princess be surprised.

- Princess Eloise?

- Mm-hmm, you should've heard

what she said about

you this morning.

- No worse than

I said about her.

Any girl who will marry a man

for his father's money--

(rumbling thunder)

- Uh oh, the giant.

It's the giant, Henry.

But you're safe with me.

I won't let him take you.

See?

What did I tell you, Henry?

I protected you.

Now look, Henry, I

gotta go tell the Prince

about the bad giant, stay here.

Hey Prince, where did you go?

Oh come on, this is

no time to play games.

Oh Prince.

Oh Prince!

Hey Prince, hey Prince!

(dogs barking)

Get off me!

Help, help me!

(dogs barking)

(mooing)

He's a rough one, Henry.

Cut it out, no!

(dogs barking)

- But why don't

you have any cloth?

- My good woman, for

cloth you need wool,

and for wool you need sheep,

and someone stole all our sheep.

- Oh I don't believe that

silly story about the giant.

- Oh, there's a giant

alright, Mrs. Mergatroyd,

because I saw him.

- You see a lot of things

that other people don't.

- Did you really see him Jack?

- I saw his shadow.

- How do you know it

was the giant's shadow?

- That's a very good

question, goodbye.

- Where are you taking that cow?

- I'm gonna take my cow to

Mr. Dinkelpuss the butcher.

(people chattering)

- What's all the excitement?

- You have a whole cow.

- And don't you

try to deceive us!

- You're not gonna hold this

one for the black market.

The idea of selling those less

sirloin steaks for

seven cents a pound.

There ought to be a law.

- Now ladies, ladies, ladies.

I haven't seen a cow

around here for months.

But you bring somebody to

me with such an animal,

I'll reward him like he's never

been rewarded in his life.

I'll make him rich,

richer beyond his dreams!

I'll pour gold into his pocket.

I'll pour gold so deep, that--

Wait a minute, not

that scrawny animals.

Huh, you're not trying

to pawn him off to me

as first grade beef?

Why I wouldn't let my worst

customer use him for stew.

- Her.

And I love Henry.

- Well, everybody

to their taste,

but come inside, Jack,

and I'll give you the

best deal I can afford.

- Come on, Henry.

(cow mooing)

- Imagine that.

I mean, all beef,

we haven't had any,

and look at this cow.

I'd like to get some of that.

- I certainly would, too.

- What you doing?

Hey, what's the idea of that?

- Well I don't want

everyone to know

how generous I am.

- Oh, how much are you

gonna give me for the cow?

- What, you're asking money

for that wonderful animal?

I was gonna give you beans.

- What do I want with beans?

- What do you want

with my magic beans?

I should have my head examined.

Trying to make you rich.

Money you're asking for, eh?

I'll give you money,

worthless money.

How much do you want?

Any price at all, how much?

- Now wait a minute,

Mr. Dinkelpuss.

I don't want that

worthless money.

Either I get the magic

beans or I take Henry home.

- Well, you strike

a hard bargain, boy.

- No beans, no cow.

- Well I know when I'm licked.

Come on out in the garden.

I keep my beans

hidden out there.

Come on.

- Magic beans.

You gotta get up awfully

early in the morning

to put anything over on me.

Come on, Henry.

Let's go, Henry.

Henry.

- One, two, three, four.

Now, they must be

around here someplace.

You've gotta keep

'em buried, you know.

You can't let the village know

where these magic beans are.

They're priceless.

There they are.

My magic beans.

Don't tell anybody that I

gave them to you, will you?

- Yes sir.

- Shush, it's a secret.

But I'll never realize,

I'll never know how you

ever talked me out of them.

- Mr. Dinkelpuss.

- What?

- Can I say goodbye to Henry?

- Well surely, go ahead.

- Alone.

- Alone?

Right ahead.

- I gotta say goodbye now.

(melancholy music)

Be a good boy for

Mr. Dinkelpuss.

Do you mind if I kiss

you goodbye, Henry?

You's such a good pal.

- The Princess!

- The giant has

stolen the Princess.

- Henry, you hear

what they're yelling?

The giant has

kidnapped the Princess.

(people chattering)

Goodbye, Henry.

(melancholy music)

(rumbling thunder)

(cow mooing)

- Now don't worry.

I've been robbed!

- Mother!

Mother.

A terrible thing has happened.

- Oh, somebody swindled

you out of our cow.

- Oh no, I made a

nice deal for Henry.

But the giant

kidnapped the Princess,

and is holding her for ransom.

- Oh the poor girl.

I'll gladly contribute the money

you got for the cow.

- Money.

Only a fool would

take worthless money

for such a valuable animal.

I got five magic beans.

- Oh Jack, why is it whenever

I send you on an errand,

you always do the wrong thing?

- One, two, three,

four, five magic beans.

Ain't I a smart boy for

out-smarting the butcher?

- You were indeed.

Plant the beans, my boy.

Maybe they'll grow

something that we can eat.

- Mother.

- Plant the beans, Jack.

- I'll plant the beans.

I'll plant them.

(humming)

Oh, you're not ordinary

beans, are you?

Please, beans.

Will you grow like magic beans?

So I can prove to my

mother and everybody else

that I'm not addle-brained

like they think I am?

Or am I?

Oh magic beans.

One, two, three, four, five.

Grow, please grow.

(gentle music)

- Jack, will you

please go to bed?

- Yes mother.

Please grow for me,

magic beans, please.

(bright mystical music)

(lively music)

(suspenseful music)

(gasping)

Mother, mother!

Mother!

(upbeat music)

Mother!

- Jack, what do you want?

- Will you please get my mother?

- I am your mother.

- Mom, mother, look!

Look, the beanstalk!

(people chattering)

(horse whinnying)

- Huge beanstalk!

Look at it!

It goes way up in the sky!

- I tell you all.

(people chattering)

I grew this

beanstalk last night.

With five beans that I planted.

Five magic beans.

- Jack dear, please stop

repeating that nonsense.

- Mother, this isn't nonsense.

This is the truth.

- Hey, are those the

beans that I gave you

for that cow that disappeared?

- You mean Henry ran away?

- Yes, and I want my beans back.

- Don't you dare

disturb that beanstalk.

It might lead up to

the giant's castle.

- So what?

- So what?

Maybe a brave boy will

climb that beanstalk

and k*ll the giant

and save the Princess,

and live happily ever after.

- Oh no, Jack.

The giant will k*ll you like

he did your poor father.

- Have no fear, mother.

I'm gonna climb that beanstalk,

and I'm gonna k*ll the giant,

and avenge my father.

And then I'm gonna

save the Princess.

And while I'm up there,

I'll look for our little Nelly.

- You mean this

boy had a sister?

You poor unfortunate woman.

- Oh no, Nelly was our hen

who laid the golden eggs.

- A hen that lays a golden egg?

- 14 carat.

- Up there?

- Oh sure!

- Well, let me help you, my boy.

- Goodbye, mother.

- I'll go along with you.

- Goodbye, mother.

- That's a boy.

Take your time now.

There we go.

- Goodbye mother.

(people chattering)

- Don't worry, Mrs. Strong.

He won't be back.

- You don't understand.

He wasn't much.

But he was all I had.

(steady music)

♪ There goes Jack

♪ The reckless fool

♪ He's scooting

up the beanstalk ♪

♪ And with another fool

♪ Maybe tonight the two

♪ Will be battling

out the hole ♪

♪ There goes Jack

♪ The village loon

♪ And almost up the beanstalk

♪ Scampering to the moon

♪ Doesn't know what he's doin'

♪ He's hurrying to his ruin

♪ Now giant finds

it bothersome ♪

♪ To grapple with the m*dget

♪ He'll pin young Jack

beneath his thumb ♪

♪ And strike him with a digit

♪ Strike him with a digit

(exciting music)

♪ Jack and the beanstalk

♪ We'll long remember when

♪ He shimmied up the stalk

♪ To beard a giant in his den

♪ Once up the beanstalk

♪ If Jack is set upon

♪ Then Jack be nimble,

Jack be quick ♪

♪ Or Jack, you're good as gone

♪ Up, up, up, up,

there he goes ♪

♪ Up to where, nobody knows

♪ Long is the beanstalk

♪ And short is little Jack

♪ The long and short of it is

♪ Is he ever coming back

♪ Jack and the beanstalk

♪ There goes Jack

♪ But is Jack ever coming back

♪ I'll be back and

when I've reappeared ♪

♪ With the giant by the beard

♪ You will tell the

kids the legend ♪

♪ Of the famous

giant-k*ller Jack ♪

♪ Jack and the beanstalk

♪ Jack and the beanstalk

♪ Oh

(exciting music)

- Come on, Mr. Dinkelpuss.

Give me your hand.

- Wait a minute.

- Ooh!

- Take it easy.

- Let's go.

(gentle music)

The giant!

- I am the butcher.

- Well, cut me up.

Mr. Dinkelpuss.

- What?

- The giant's castle.

- What?

Hey, you're right.

Look at it.

(suspenseful music)

Come on.

- We're in giant land.

Wait a minute.

Look at those footprints.

- Wow.

- We must be getting

close to the giant.

Come on.

Mr. Dinkelpuss.

- Now wait a minute.

Are you sure that hen

Nelly lays golden eggs?

- Mm-hmm.

- 14 carat?

- Mm-hmm.

- Well, then don't be afraid.

- I won't.

- Just follow me.

(steady music)

(suspenseful music)

(growling)

- Wait a minute, Mr. Dinkelpuss.

- What's the matter?

- How come your shadow

is bigger than mine?

- Well the taller you are,

the taller your shadow.

You see, that's a basic

principle of mathematics.

- I am shorter than you.

Therefor, my shadow should

be smaller than yours.

Mathematically speaking, right?

- Right, why?

- My shadow is making a fool

out of your mathematics.

- Why, why that's impossible.

That can't be your shadow.

- No?

Well watch this.

(gentle music)

- Amazing.

- You think so?

Now watch this.

(gentle music)

- Can you imagine that?

Now if I didn't see

this with my own eyes,

I wouldn't believe it.

It's absolu--

Hey.

What, the--

(suspenseful music)

- Hey Mr. Dinkelpuss,

you've gotta look at this.

This is terrific.

(gentle music)

Mr. Dinkelpuss.

Mr. Dinkelpuss.

Oh, I think he's

afraid of my shadow.

Why don't you be like me?

I'm brave because--

♪ I fear nothing

(bright instrumental music)

♪ When I am in the right

♪ Whoever pushes me around

♪ Will find me full of fight

(humming)

♪ I fear nothing

♪ When I do nothing wrong

♪ And so I toddle on my way

♪ And sing a merry song

♪ I'll be defiant

♪ And be obstreperous

♪ If any giant should try

to salt and pepper us ♪

♪ If thou rise up

♪ Up to my fullest height

♪ 'Cause I fear

absolutely nothing ♪

♪ When I'm in the right

(scat singing)

♪ A man believes

what he believes ♪

♪ And by these principles,

a man must stand ♪

♪ A time will come for

rolled up sleeves ♪

♪ And it might help to

have a fist on hand ♪

♪ If I believe that I am right

♪ There's only one

thing to be done ♪

♪ I don't go looking

for a fight ♪

♪ But I have never

run away from one ♪

♪ But only fools

will take a dare ♪

♪ And there are things

that only fools defy ♪

♪ If you smell

trouble in the air ♪

♪ I'll hold my breath

until the breeze blows by ♪

♪ I'll snort defiance

♪ Like some rhinoceros

♪ Afraid of giants

♪ Now isn't that preposterous

♪ I find courage a

thing of great delight ♪

♪ Sing fee-dilly-ay

and fee-dilly-I ♪

♪ With steady hand

and steely eye ♪

♪ I fear nothing when

I am in the right ♪

(scat singing)

(gentle music)

(weeping)

(roaring)

(suspenseful music)

(growling)

(roaring)

(suspenseful music)

- How did you get

here before me?

- I made a new path

through the forest.

- Did you see what I saw?

Did you see that giant?

He's as big as the trees.

Please, why did you ever

talk me into this thing?

- I didn't talk you into this.

- Now listen, you know my

reputation in the village.

You know I had to listen to you.

Why did I ever let you do it?

Why did you do it?

Well don't stand there

with your mouth wide

open, say something!

- Mr. Dinkelpuss, I'm up

here to save the Princess.

- The Princess?

- We gotta save her.

- You're right, the Princess.

- There's the castle.

(wind howling)

Let's go.

- Come on.

What am I doing?

Go ahead.

- Thank you.

- Oh, it's beautiful.

But it's a trifle

too small for me.

- A trifle, she says.

The only thing I do wish

I knew why the master keeps

a wench like you around.

- He likes my cooking.

And I don't want to hear

another word out of you.

- Oh cuckoo.

Can you make an Irish stew?

Can you boil a potato like my

poor mother used to boil them?

- I can put you back in the

cupboard if you don't shut up.

- I know you can tell 'em that

you never put the

Princess in her cell

like he told you to.

- You win this time.

- Patrick always wins.

Come back to Urden,

my violin, my violin.

Oh just in fine

voice I am today.

- I still can't believe

that harp talks.

- He talks too much.

- How do I look?

- Ready to be locked up.

- Well do I have to be?

- Orders, me dainty

beauty, orders.

- Unfortunately, he's right.

- I meant to ask you,

are you the giant's wife?

- Heavens no, I'm

his housekeeper.

He stole me last year

from another kingdom.

- Well what will he do with me?

- Release you for

ransom money, perhaps.

- And if there is

no ransom money?

- You'd make a

lovely Sunday dinner.

(gentle strumming)

- Music in a dungeon like this?

- Thank you for

calling it music,

whoever you may be.

- Who is he?

- A troubadour the giant

picked up yesterday.

- Who are you?

- I'm just a girl from

the village below.

- What's your name?

- Darlene.

- Are you as pretty

as your name?

My guess is yes.

(gently strumming)

- That's a nice melody.

Are there words to it?

- Not yet, but there

can be by tonight.

What will you be doing?

- What did you have in mind?

- A rendezvous in the garden.

I'll speak to the

giant about it.

- Fee fie foe fum.

I smell the blood

of an Englishman.

Be he alive or be he dead.

I'll grind his bones

to make my bread.

- Mister, if I'm

too heavy for you,

I'd justly walk.

- Me too.

(laughing)

(weeping)

(banging on door)

- Open the door!

- Take me with you.

(giant laughing)

- Open the door!

(banging)

- Open the door!

Open it!

- Here's some extra

help for the kitchen.

- You're a little

one, aren't you?

- Well I grow on people.

(sneezing)

- Bless you, me boy, bless you.

- Who said that?

- What do you know,

a talking harp.

- You said that?

- I said bless you.

And I'm sorry now that I see

your silly little

face a bit closer.

- Oh!

- Thank you, master.

'Tis a sight for sore

eyes, it is, yeah.

- Thank you, Patrick.

- Well, I'm off to

hunt in the forest.

- Will you want any supper?

- Just a midnight snack.

- Anyone we know?

- Could be.

(laughing)

What's the matter with you?

- Did you hear that?

- Yeah, I hope it's not me.

(weeping)

- Then what's the

matter with you?

- You're standing on my foot!

- Ah.

- Come with me.

I'll show you what

you're supposed to do.

- Yeah, you show me,

and I'll show him.

- Make the little fat one

work 'til his back breaks.

Oh I love the sound

of cracking bones.

- You're a bad harp,

and you're gonna have a bad end.

- Sticks and stones,

sticks and stones!

- Alright blabber mouth.

Into the cupboard you go.

- Don't you dare put me in

that dark cupboard again!

Don't you dare!

A thousand curses on you.

Oh I'll have me revenge!

♪ Come back to him

♪ The morning, the morning

A thousand curses on you, nas--

- That harp had very

bad bringing up.

- You must be hungry.

Would you like a glass of

milk before supper's ready?

- Thanks.

- Thank you miss.

Or is it Mrs?

- It's miss, why?

- Well, when I look at you--

- Now now wait now now.

You're too young to

go out with girls.

- Yeah, but this

might age me fast.

Here's to us.

- No, leave that alone.

- I don't want to

lose any of it.

- Well don't get hoggish.

- To us!

- To us!

Why you sweep me off my feet.

- I'd need a little

help for that.

Well, here.

It's Henry's, she's here!

- How do you know?

- No other milk ever

tasted this pleasant.

Where is she?

- There's plenty

of time for that,

but I have an idea

how we can escape,

if you're interested.

- We're interested.

- Not me.

Not unless I can take

along the Princess.

- Does she mean

that much to you?

- Oh no, you jealous?

You needn't be.

I promised my

mother that I would

return home with the Princess.

And after all, a boy's

best mother is his friend.

Huh, is that right?

- No!

(gasping)

- Your song's finished.

- My song?

- Listen.

(strumming lightly)

♪ Darlene, a song for Darlene

♪ Darlene

♪ For you alone

♪ Darlene

♪ Your name is music

(romantic music)

♪ Music I've never known

♪ He walks in heaven

♪ Who walks with music

♪ And it's heaven being here

♪ Heaven being very near

♪ Darlene

♪ My darling Darlene

♪ Darlene

♪ My song is

♪ You

- That's beautiful.

- It's mush.

- Jack.

- Princess!

- Sh, don't call me that.

- What are you here, incognito?

- Well sort of.

There's a young man

in the next cell,

and I don't want him

to know who I am.

- Why not?

- All my life I've wanted

someone to know me as me.

Not as Princess Eloise.

- You have but to

command, your Highness.

Here, eat this.

That will make you

good and strong

so we can sail

you over the wall.

- Sail me over the wall?

- Yes, we're gonna

build catapults

out in the garden.

And the housekeeper,

she thought of it.

She's on our side.

- Oh, you don't supposed

she'd let us out tonight

for a rendezvous in the garden?

- Princess, I didn't think

that you cared for me.

- Not you.

I meant the young

man I told you about.

- Oh.

Well, if I approve.

After all, I am one of

your royal subjects.

And I do so want

to see our Princess

go out with the right fellow.

Goodbye, your Highness.

(banging)

Prince Arthur.

I wondered what happened to you.

- Hey, aren't you the

young fellow with the cow?

- I'm alone now.

Here's your supper.

- I guess the Princess

was disappointed

when I didn't show

up at the wedding.

- I never saw a girl

cry so much in her life.

What are you whispering for?

- I don't want the

girl in the other cell

to know I'm a Prince.

- You don't?

- No.

Look, you seem to have

some influence around here.

You don't suppose you could--

- Let you out tonight

so you could have

a rendezvous in the garden?

- How did you know?

- It's a secret.

But first of all,

I'll have to get you

some other clothes,

because the clothes you have on

make you look too much

like a Prince, Prince.

Or, your Highness, excuse me.

(banging)

I'm sorry.

(squealing)

- What have you decided?

- Well, his parents don't

have the background of yours,

but he's a wonderful fellow.

And your loyal subject approves.

- Thank you, Jack.

- I just got through

telling the housekeeper,

and now I'm gonna tell you.

- What's on your mind?

- The Prince is not the Prince,

and the Princess is

not the Princess.

- Then who are they?

- Just a boy and girl in love.

Tonight, I want you

to order a full moon

and keep the stars

shining bright.

History is gonna

be made tonight.

- Princess.

- Mr. Dinkelpuss, I just

got through telling you.

She's not the Princess,

she's Darlene.

Aren't you, Princess?

- Are these the catapults?

- Yes, this is my own creation.

You see, all you have

to do is get on here,

I cut the rope, and zoom,

you go right over the wall.

- Will it work?

- She's asking me will it work.

(laughing)

- I'm asking you

too, will it work?

- Will it work?

Get on here, Jack.

- Wait a minute,

is it dangerous?

- Well it's far too

dangerous for a human being.

But get on here,

I'll show you what

I've been working on.

Get--

- Wait a minute.

Too dangerous.

Much too dangerous

for a human being?

Hmm hmm!

Come, Princess, I mean, Darlene.

- Oh, it's a lovely night

to be somebody else.

Tell me, what's he like?

- He sings very pretty.

- Oh I know but shall I,

shall I let him

kiss me if he tries?

- Oh Princess.

Why not?

- I had your word you

won't try to escape.

- You have my word.

- Jack!

Come on.

- He loves me.

(gentle music)

He loves me not.

He loves me.

- Stop right there.

Don't take a chance.

- You're...

- And you're...

- That's right.

- Is it?

- I didn't expect somebody so...

- Neither did I.

- Won't you?

- Sit down?

- Thank you, I will.

- Would I be bold if I...

- If you put your arm around me?

♪ There's a dreamer's

cloth that dreamers weave ♪

♪ A tapestry

♪ Of make believe

♪ The fine brocade

♪ Of all your schemes

♪ Exquisite fabric from

♪ The mill of dreams

♪ The threads are golden

♪ Of silken strands

♪ But not to hold in

♪ These eager hands

♪ Maybe if someday

♪ Our arms entwine

♪ We'll weave a

dreamer's cloth ♪

♪ That's yours and mine

♪ Imagination isn't real

♪ But isn't it a

spinning wheel ♪

♪ That spins the

fabric on the loom ♪

♪ The frame that has

a world of room ♪

♪ So spin your world

and round you go ♪

♪ And sew and stitch

and stitch and sew ♪

♪ The dreams you spin

are finally spun ♪

♪ And dreamers work

is never done ♪

♪ The threads are golden

♪ Of silken strands

♪ But not to hold in

♪ These eager hands

♪ Maybe if someday

♪ Our arms entwine

♪ We'll weave a

dreamer's cloth ♪

♪ That's yours and mine

♪ If only dreamers cloth

♪ Were yours and mine

(gentle music)

- He's kissing her.

I mean, she's kissing him.

Hap, hap, hum.

Oh, they're in love.

- Dance?

- Yes.

(romantic music)

(whistling)

(wailing)

(smacking)

(smacking)

(thudding repeatedly)

(gasping)

(thudding)

(dramatic music)

(smacking)

(suspenseful music)

(thudding)

What are you doing

with the hammer?

- What am I doing

with the hammer?

I'm gonna tap every

one of those hens

'til I find the one that

lays the golden egg.

- Polly want a cr*cker?

- No, I'm sick and

tired of that line.

(whistling)

(chirping)

(hens calling)

- Mr. Dinkelpuss, make

sure you find Nelly.

- I'll find her, alright.

(tapping)

(chickens brooding)

- Mr. Dinkelpuss.

- Yes?

- Did you find Nelly yet?

- Not yet!

- Well she's easy to find!

She's pure wight and

wears a little red hat.

- Have you got that

chicken food mixed up yet?

- Oh, will be soon.

And wait 'til you see

the eggs they lay.

- Well hurry up.

I've got to get

to the catapults.

(chickens squawking)

- I'm a little farm boy.

I'm one guy that knows how to

mix this food, Mr. Dinkelpuss.

- Well feed the chickens!

- I will.

(chickens chattering)

(humming)

- Go ahead, feed it to 'em.

- Okay, chicky

chicky chicky chicky!

(stomping)

- And a good, good

morning to you, master.

Erin go Bragh.

- Good morning, harp.

Housekeeper, housekeeper!

Where's my breakfast?

- On the way.

- And bring me my favorite hen.

- And what, heaven forbid,

do you see in that

white-feathered biddy?

- Golden eggs, Patrick.

Solid golden eggs.

- The cells are unlocked,

and I put the keys back.

- They're whispering, master.

What are they whispering about?

- Oh I hate him.

- Please take care of yourself.

- I think she's worried.

She cares for me.

- Where's my breakfast?

- Yes, master.

- Here's the eggs.

Everything is going fine.

- I'll go mad, stark raving mad

if they don't stop

that whispering.

- Hey, get a load

of those jewels.

(whistling)

Come on.

- Beautiful they are,

but can they bring

you happiness?

- How'd that little

one get in there?

Where's my breakfast?

- You heard the giant.

Can I help you put 'em away?

- Can I trust you?

- Why, what a

ridiculous question.

- Can I trust you?

- Well frankly, no.

(chicken squawking)

- My jewel of jewels.

- My jewel of jewels.

What can she do that I can't do?

- Can you lay a golden egg?

- I shudder at the thought.

- Show him how talented you are.

(squawking)

Lay, hen, lay.

- Nelly.

How could you?

- It's only gold.

- It's my main source of wealth.

Take her away.

You.

- Yes sir.

- I like a dishonest

man who admits it.

Carry these jewels

back to the vault.

She'll show you where it is.

- Yes sir.

- Do I or don't I

get my breakfast?

- Yes sir.

- A man could

starve around here.

Make me a small omelet.

- Two eggs?

- 22!

- 22.

Fresh laid this morning.

I fixed them special

breakfast food myself.

(sizzling)

(booming)

(booming)

(growling)

(banging)

(crashing)

- What's all the

sh**ting around here?

- Don't ask me, ask the eggs.

- Eggs don't explode.

- Oh no?

Look at this.

- Ah, give it here.

(booming repeatedly)

(growling)

You numb skull!

I can't eat, you

ruined my appetite.

- Oh Mr. Giant, you

should eat something.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- No, no.

- Oh yeah.

- Oh no.

- Oh.

- No, no.

Mr. Dinkelpuss!

Mr. Dinkelpuss!

- Boy, when the giant

gets that in the stomach.

- I'll go get the giant.

♪ Fee fie foe fum

♪ I smell the blood

of an Englishman ♪

♪ Be he alive or be he dead

♪ I'll grind his bones

and make my bread ♪

(spitting)

- Mr. Dinkelpuss!

(cranking)

Mr. Dinkelpuss!

Oh, Mr. Giant, don't!

- The Prince and the Princess,

they're trying to escape.

- Let them.

- They've taken your jewels

and your hen that

lays the golden egg.

- The scoundrels.

Keep him solid.

(suspenseful music)

(growling)

Who's trying to

steal my treasures?

- We are, what about it?

(suspenseful music)

(growling)

(banging)

(crashing)

(suspenseful music)

- Oh!

Nice work, Mr. Dinkelpuss!

Hey, get everybody ready,

get the catapults all set,

and I'll take care of him.

- Come on!

- Polly, get the chains.

Come on, hurry up.

Hurry up, Polly.

Come on, and get

him all tied up.

(grunting)

Hold him, Polly.

Hold my stuff, hold

my stuff, thank you.

Okay Polly.

Okay, go upstairs now,

I'll take care of him.

(suspenseful music)

(banging)

Oh, you still hurt.

(banging)

- Ah, it's locked.

(banging)

Come on, come on.

- Why ain't you folks

out in the garden?

- The door is locked.

- Well, where's the key?

- The giant must have it.

It isn't with the

rest of the keys.

- Oh, how about the window?

- It's too high!

- Too high, too high.

Door's locked, the

window's too high.

- Now what do we do?

- Think Jack, think.

I got it!

- What?

- You take Darlene.

Put her on the mantle

piece over the fireplace.

Hurry up, come on, quick!

Mr. Dinkelpuss, you and Polly

get under the chandelier.

- Wait a minute, wait a minute.

- Get under the chandelier.

Hurry up!

(suspenseful music)

- Master, master.

'Tis a black day, indeed.

- You keep your mouth shut,

or I'll cut you to ribbons!

Hey, hey, come here.

Now look, I'm gonna get

the chandelier over here,

I'm gonna put you on it,

and sail you right

out the window.

And Darlene's coming next.

Then you get her.

Watch out.

(suspenseful music)

Here you are.

Do be careful.

- I'll try.

(suspenseful music)

- Come on, Mr. Dinkelpuss.

You're next!

- I'll be right back.

I forgot a couple of things.

(suspenseful music)

(chains rattling)

(growling)

- Mr. Dinkelpuss,

why you greedy boy.

- What do you mean?

- What are you doing with the

giant's jewels, and my Nelly?

- Nevermind that,

swing me out of here.

- Take your time,

there's no rush.

- What do you mean?

- Quiet, quiet.

(squawking)

My little gold mine.

- That's my Nelly.

Let me see the jewels.

- Oh no, they're mine.

All mine, I share

them with no one.

I, I come a long ways with, I...

Oh.

- Mr. Dinkelpuss, I have

not seen a face like that

since I seen a pork

chop in the window.

And you have no fear.

Polly and I, we

chained the giant up

down in the dungeon.

He can't get away,

because I left him--

(yelling)

(suspenseful music)

Now Mr. Giant, if you

come one step forward,

I'll let you have it!

(horns blaring)

- Help me.

Thanks.

(giant growling)

(suspenseful music)

(smacking)

(suspenseful music)

- Mr. Dinkelpuss,

grab the chandelier

and swing out the window.

Here it comes.

(glass shattering)

- Are you alright?

- Yes, I'm alright.

Come on, let's get

to the catapults.

(suspenseful music)

(growling)

- Hey, hey you!

Hey!

(growling)

(yelling)

(smacking)

(suspenseful music)

(whistling)

Hey you!

(growling)

- Hurry Jack, up on

the mantle piece.

(suspenseful music)

(growling)

- Coward, pushing

an innocent girl.

I will show you no mercy.

I will--

(yelling)

(suspenseful music)

Hurry up, hurry up!

(swords clinking)

Wait a minute, I'm

caught on something!

Wait a minute!

Hold it, wait a minute.

(suspenseful music)

(whooshing)

My sword!

(growling)

(smacking)

(suspenseful music)

(plate crashing)

(banging)

(growling)

(growling)

(suspenseful music)

(crashing)

I fear nothing when

I'm in the right!

All aboard for the

catapult express!

- Well, cut the ropes!

No no no, not that one.

Cut those first, then cut yours.

But don't forget to get on.

- Okay.

Hey.

- What?

- Want me to help

you with the jewels?

- Oh no you don't,

they're mine, mine.

Cut the ropes.

(suspenseful music)

(wooing)

Alright big boy, let's do it.

Goodbye, Mr. Giant!

Here I go!

Wait!

(gentle music)

(humming)

Mr. Dinkelpuss!

Please come down and get

me like a good little tree.

(suspenseful music)

(growling)

(smacking)

(thudding)

(suspenseful music)

(growling)

(gentle music)

(spitting)

(growling)

(suspenseful music)

(banging)

Mr. Dinkelpuss.

Mr. Dinkelpuss!

(melancholy music)

The giant got me.

Oh.

What pain.

I'm too young to die.

- Is this kid kidding?

(squawking)

- Mr. Dinkelpuss!

You gotta help me!

(suspenseful music)

So I--

(banging)

(suspenseful music)

That was a close one.

(crashing)

Oh!

(growling)

(suspenseful music)

(mooing)

- What about Jack?

- I'm afraid he gave

his life for us.

(suspenseful music)

- Uh oh!

Oh!

(suspenseful music)

(thudding)

(thudding)

(thudding)

(suspenseful music)

(booming)

(suspenseful music)

(squawking)

(majestic music)

(people chattering)

- Look, I found a diamond!

- Thanks.

- Look, a diamond!

- I see three people descending!

- My dear boy Jack.

Do you see him?

(people chattering)

Oh Nelly!

You've come back to us.

Ugh, we'll be rich again.

- The King, the King!

- All hail the King.

(majestic music)

- My daughter!

Oh, thank heaven you're safe.

- She's the Princess?

Princess Eloise?

- Why of course, Prince Arthur.

Who did you think she was?

But what are you doing

in those clothes?

- You're Prince Arthur?

- Small world, isn't it?

- I never want to

speak to you again

as long as I live.

Let us go, father.

- Darlene, I mean Eloise,

what's the difference who we are

as long as we love each other?

- You knew all the time a Prince

couldn't break an engagement.

- And neither could a Princess.

How are you going to get out

of marrying Prince Arthur?

- Well how are you

going to get out

of marrying Princess Eloise?

- But that's who you two are.

Don't you remember?

(people chattering)

- Where's my poor boy?

What's happened to Jack?

- The last I saw him,

he was dueling under

death with a giant.

Oh, but a braver

lad never lived.

- Ready or not, here I come!

(all chattering)

Coming down!

- There's the boy.

Come on, there, boy.

- I'm coming.

- There's a hero if

there ever was one.

You should see him.

Come on, boy.

- My boy!

My boy, my boy.

- Oh mother.

When am I gonna

prove that I'm a man?

(suspenseful music)

- Giant, giant!

(all screaming)

- We're doomed!

(growling)

- This is the end!

(screaming)

(suspenseful music)

- Come on, come on!

(chopping)

(growling)

(suspenseful music)

(banging)

(suspenseful music)

(crashing)

(all chattering)

- He went clear

through to China.

(suspenseful music)

♪ I wish the giant were alive

♪ Alive this very minute

♪ To look inside his grave

♪ And see how lovely

he looks in it ♪

♪ He's all laid out

like a very good scout ♪

♪ And he never looked

better in his life ♪

♪ We're happy to give

the devil his due ♪

♪ And he never looked

better in his life ♪

♪ We sing fa la la la la la la

♪ A ha ha tra la la

♪ He's perpendicula-la-la

♪ Tra la la la la

♪ If he could only see himself

♪ He wouldn't know the monster

♪ And if he knew

him, he would be ♪

♪ The only one who wants to

♪ He met his doom

♪ He fall down and go boom

♪ And he never looked

better in his life ♪

♪ Someday by gosh, he'll

be acres of squash ♪

♪ And he never looked

better in his life ♪

♪ He fell on his

vertebra-la la ♪

♪ A ha ha, tra la la

♪ He's perpendicula-la la

♪ Tra la la la la

♪ He's wearing

several branches ♪

♪ Of the beanstalk

for a necktie ♪

♪ I never seen a

better looking ♪

♪ Corpuscle Delecti

♪ His toes are curled

♪ And he's out of this world

♪ And he never looked

better in his life ♪

♪ And there he lays til

the end of his days ♪

♪ And he never looked

better in his life ♪

♪ So tune up the

arches, tra la la ♪

♪ A ha ha, tra la la

♪ He's perpendicula-la la

♪ Tra la la la la

♪ Abysmal to see

- Come on, come on!

♪ And they all live for

Jack and the beanstalk ♪

♪ Jack and the beanstalk,

we'll long remember when ♪

- I manage this boy!

♪ He shimmied up the stalk

♪ To beard the

giant in his den ♪

♪ When you pounce your

kiddies on your knees ♪

♪ In the future nurseries

- Come on, come on!

♪ You will tell them all about

♪ The legend of the

giant-k*ller Jack ♪

(majestic music)

(gentle music)

- Okay King, I'm waiting.

Crown me.

- That's an add request.

(banging)

- h*!

What's the matter with--

You're the biggest racketeer kid

I ever saw in my life!

(stammering)

- What happened?

- Miss, your brother's the

toughest kid I ever saw.

Hey Dink, I had the

most beautiful dream.

- Dream?

Asleep on the job.

(smacking)

(suspenseful music)

- Prince Arthur,

Princess Eloise.

Mr. Dinkelpuss!

- Dinkelpuss?

Are you alright?

- Alright?

Alright?

♪ I fear nothing when

I am in the right ♪

♪ Whoever pushes me around

♪ Will find me full of fight

(scat singing)

(bright music)

♪ I fear nothing when

I do nothing wrong ♪

♪ And so I toddle on my way

♪ And sing a merry song

(scat singing)

(bright music)

(grand orchestral music)