Cinderella (I) (2015)

Helena Bonham Carter: Fairy Godmother

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Quotes 

• Fairy Godmother : I'm your Hairy Dogfather... Oh! I mean, your Fairy Godmother.

  [after Cinderella finds her outside and asks who she is] 

• [last lines] 

  Fairy Godmother : [narrating]  And so Kit and Ella were married. And I can tell you, as her fairy godmother, that they were counted to be the fairest and kindest rulers the kingdom had known. And Ella continued to see the world not as it is, but as it could be, if only you believe in courage, and kindness, and occasionally, just a little bit...

  [whispers] 

  Fairy Godmother : of magic.

• Fairy Godmother : At the last stroke of midnight, the spell will be broken.

  Cinderella : Midnight?

  Fairy Godmother : Midnight.

  Cinderella : That's more than enough time!

• Fairy Godmother : Now off you go... for you *shall* go to the ball.

• Cinderella : Fairy godmother?

  Fairy Godmother : Yes, what?

  Cinderella : My dress, I can't go in this dress. Can you mend it?

  Fairy Godmother : Mend it? No-no, I'll turn it into something new.

  Cinderella : Oh no, please, don't. This was my mother's, and... and I'd like to wear it when I go to the palace. It's almost like - taking her with me.

  Fairy Godmother : I understand. But I don't think she'd mind if I - gee it up a bit? Wouldn't mind a nice blue?

  Cinderella : [whispering]  No.

  [Using her magic wand, the Fairy Godmother turns Cinderella's torn pink dress into a dazzling blue ballgown] 

  Fairy Godmother : [smiles in satisfaction]  There!

  Cinderella : [also smiles]  It's beautiful! She'd love it!

• Fairy Godmother : [narrating as Ella and Kit leave Ella's house as Lady Tremaine watches them from the stairwell with a disapproving look on her face]  Forgiven or not, Cinderella's stepmother and her daughters would soon leave with the Grand Duke, and never set foot in the kingdom again.

• Fairy Godmother : Why are you crying?

  Cinderella : Oh, it's nothing.

  Fairy Godmother : Nothing? Nothing. What is a bowl of milk? Nothing. But kindness makes it everything.

• Cinderella : [skeptical of the Fairy Godmother's claim of her identity]  You can't be.

  Fairy Godmother : Why not?

  Cinderella : They don't exist. They're just made up for children.

  Fairy Godmother : Didn't your own mother believe in them? Don't say no, 'cause I heard her.

  Cinderella : You heard her?

  Fairy Godmother : Oh, fiddle-faddle, fiddle-faddle. Right! First things first. Let me slip into something more comfortable.

• Fairy Godmother : [narrating]  Perhaps it was just as well that Ella's stepsisters were cruel. For had she not run to the forest, she might never have met the prince.

• Fairy Godmother : [narrating, after Ella's father dies]  How indeed to live. Economies had to be taken. Ella's stepmother dismissed the household. Her stepmother and stepsisters ever misused her. And by and by they considered Ella less a sister than a servant. And so Ella was left to do all the work. This was a good thing, for it distracted her from her grief. At least that was what her stepmother said. And she and her two daughters were more than happy to provide Ella with lots and lots of distraction. In their defense, they did share with her the very food they ate, or rather, the scraps from their table. She had little in the way of friends. Well, her friends were very little.

  Cinderella : [seeing Gus-Gus and his fellow mice]  There you are. Have dinner with me, won't you?

  Fairy Godmother : But those friends she had, she treated with an open heart and an open hand.

  Cinderella : [setting up a overturned teacup and mini-doily]  Your table.

  Fairy Godmother : Sometimes, by the end of the day, the drafty attic was too cold to spend the night in, so she lay by the dying embers of the hearth to keep warm.

• Fairy Godmother : [narrating]  Ella's great comfort were the letters that Father would send from his travels. The weeks away lengthened to months, but every day would bring his thoughts from some distant part. Until late one afternoon...

  Cinderella : [answering the front door]  Farmer John?

  Farmer : Miss Ella. It's your father, miss. He took ill on the road. He's passed on, miss. He's gone. To the end, he spoke only of you, miss. And your mother. I was to give you this.

  [he gives her a thin tree branch] 

  Anastasia : But what about my lace?

  Drizella : My parasol?

  Lady Tremaine : Can't you see? None of that matters. We're ruined. How will we live?

  Cinderella : [crying, turning back to Farmer John]  Thank you. It must have been very difficult for you.

• Fairy Godmother : Now, I don't mean to hurry you, but you really haven't got long, Ella.

  Cinderella : How do you know me? Who are you?

  Fairy Godmother : Who am I? I should think you'd have worked that one out.

• Fairy Godmother : [narrating, as Drizella and Anastasia fight over, and break a tiara]  Not for the first time, Ella actually felt pity for these two schemers, who could be every bit as ugly within as they were fair without.

• Fairy Godmother : [after the greenhouse and pumpkin finish transforming into a golden carriage]  There! One carriage!

  Cinderella : [with a transfixed smile]  You really *are* my fairy godmother!

• Fairy Godmother : What we need is something that sort of says "coach".

  Cinderella : Um... oh, that trough?

  Fairy Godmother : Doesn't really say "coach." No. No, no, I'm liking fruit and veg. Do you grow watermelons?

  Cinderella : No.

  Fairy Godmother : Cantaloupe?

  Cinderella : I don't even know what that is.

  Fairy Godmother : Artichoke? Kumquat? Beef tomato?

  Cinderella : But we do have pumpkins.

  Fairy Godmother : Ah. Pumpkins? This'll be a first for me. Always interesting. I don't usually work with squashes, too mushy.