Sleep well?

Yes, if you care.

Take that ironing and have it back in an hour.

One hour, you hear?

Yes, Drizella. Good morning, Anastasia.

Well, it's about time.

Don't forget the mending.

Don't be all day getting it done, either.

Yes, Anastasia. Well, come in, child.

Come in.

Good morning, stepmother.

Pick up the laundry and get on with your duties.

Yes, stepmother. Mother!

Oh, mother!

Mother!

Mother!

You did it!

You did it on purpose!

Mother!

Oh, mother, mother, mother!

Now what did you do?

Oh!

She put there a big, ugly mouse!

You clumsy!

You did it on purpose! Oh, girls, girls!

It's her fault, mother!

Above all, self-control.

Yes!

Cinderella, I've warned you never to interrupt while...

But this just arrived from the palace.

From the palace!

Give it here!

Let me have it!

No, it's mine!

I'll read it. Well, there's to be a ball.

A ball?

In honor of his highness, the prince.

Oh, the prince!

And by royal command, every eligible maiden is to attend.

Why, that's us!

And I'm so eligible.

Why, that means I can go, too. Her dancing with the prince!

I'd be honored, your highness.

Would you mind holding my broom?

Well, why not?

After all, I'm still a member of the family.

And it says, by royal command, every eligible maiden is to attend.

Yes, so it does.

Well, I see no reason why you can't go.

If you get all your work done.

Oh, I will.

I promise.

And if you can find something suitable to wear.

I'm sure I can.

Oh, thank you, stepmother. Mother, do you realize what you just said?

Of course.

I said, if.

Oh, if.

And this, too, Cinderella, my slippers.

Now, don't forget to...

Cinderella, take my dress.

Here, then the buttonhole.

And press my skirt, too, and mine the ruffle.

And Cinderella.

Yes?

When you're through, and before you begin your regular chores, I have a few little things.

Very well. Mother, I don't see why everybody else seems to have such nice things to wear.

And I always end up in these old rags. This sash.

I wouldn't be seen dead in it.

You should talk.

These beads.

I'm sick of looking at them.

Trash.

I don't see why I can't...

Now, remember, when you're presented to his highness, be sure...

Wait.

Please, wait for me. Isn't it lovely?

Do you like it?

Do you think it will do?

Mother, she can't.

You wouldn't know.

Girls, please.

After all, we did make a bargain.

Didn't we, Cinderella?

And I never go back on my word.

How very clever.

These beads.

They give it just the right touch.

Don't you think so, Drizella?

No, I don't.

I think she's...

Why, you little thief.

They're my beads.

Give them here.

Oh, no.

Oh, and look.

That's my sash wearing my sash.

She can't.

You wouldn't buy those.

Hold on, please.

This is mine.

And my ribbons.

These beads are mine.

Take it, Cinderella.

Oh, you ungrateful girls.

Girls, girls.

That's quite enough.

Hurry along now, both of you.

I won't have you upsetting yourselves.

Now, the duke has been ordered to try it on every girl in the kingdom.

And if one can be found whom the slipper fits, then, by the king's command, that girl shall be the prince's bride.

His bride.

His bride? Cinderella.

Get my things together.

Never mind her.

Mend these right away.

And then...

Not until she irons my dress.

And this too.

And these.

You must fix my dress.

After she's brushed my shoes.

But first, get my new...

What's the matter with her?

Wake up, stupid.

We've got to get dressed. Dressed?

Oh, yes.

We must get dressed.

It would never do for the duke to see me...

Mother, did you see what she did while I...

Are you just going to let her walk out?

Quiet.

We must proceed with the fitting.

Of course. Anastasia, dear.

There.

I knew it was my slipper.

It's exactly my size.

I always wear the same size.

As soon as I saw it, I said...

Oh, well, it may be a trifle snug today.

You know how it is, dancing all night.

I can't understand why.

It's always fit perfectly before.

Of all the stupid little idiots.

I'll do it myself.

Get away from me.

I'll make it fit.

There.

It fits.

It fits?