Now, don't stray and be late, alright? You might save some of those sweets for granny? Baker: Oh, my… Wife: just leave it Baker: She’s a thief! LRRH: Into the woods and down the dell, the path is straight, I know it well Into the woods, and who can tell what's waiting on the journey Into the woods to bring some bread to granny who is sick in bed Never can tell what lies ahead, for all that I know, she's already dead But into the woods Into the woods, into the woods to grandmother's house, and home before dark. Toe: Cinderella! Get up here! Cinderella: Fly, birds, back to the sky Heal: We’re waiting! Cinderella: Back to the eaves, and the leaves, and the fields, and the Toe: Hurry up and do my hair, Cinderella Heal: Are you really wearing that, Cinderella… Toe: Here, I found a little tear, Cinderella, Can't you hide it with a hat? Cinderella: You look beautiful Heal: I know Toe: she means me, Heal: no she didn't Cinderella: Mother said be good, father said be nice That was always their advice So be nice, Cinderella, good, Cinderella Nice, good, good, nice kind — Toe: tighter! Cinderella: What's the good of being good if everyone is blind Always leaving you behind? Never mind, Cinderella, kind, Cinderella Nice, good, nice, kind, good, nice Toe: Ow! Not that tight! Clawed! *Slaps* Stepsisters: Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! (Witch knocks) Baker: Who might that be? Wife: We’ve sold our last loaf of bread! Baker: It’s the witch from next-door Wife: We have no bread Witch: I don't want your bread Then what is it you wish? It's not what I wish, it's what you wish Nothing cooking in that belly now, is there? And there will never be Unless you do exactly as I say In three days time, a blue-moon will appear Only then can the curse be undone Baker’s wife: What curse? Witch: The one I placed on this house Baker: What are you talking about? Witch: In the past, when you were no more than a babe Your father brought his young wife and you to this cottage They were a lovely couple But not lovely neighbors You see, your mother was with child And she developed an unusual appetite She admired my beautiful garden And she told your father That what she wanted more than anything in the world, was Greens, greens, nothing but greens Parsley, peppers, cabbages and celery Asparagus, and watercress, and fiddleferns, and lettuce He said, "All right", but it wasn't, quite 'Cause I caught him in the autumn in my garden one night He was robbing me, ruining me! Rooting through my rutabaga Raiding my arugula and ripping up the rampion My champion! My favorite! I should have laid a spell on him right there I could have turned him into stone Or a dog Or a chair Ha-ha-ha! *Snort* But I let him have the rampion, I'd lots to spare In return, however, I said, "Fair is fair You can let me have the baby that your wife will bear And we'll call it square" I had a brother? No. But you had a sister Where is she? She's mine now! And you'll never find her Small price to pay for what else your father stole from me It cost me my youth, my beauty My mother warned me She would punish me with the curse of ugliness if I ever lost any of them Baker’s Wife: Lost what? The beans Baker + Baker’s Wife: beans? Witch: The special beans I let him go, I didn't know he'd stolen my beans I was watching him crawl back over the wall When bang! Crash! A lightning flash!
Well, that's another story, never mind, anyway At last the big day came I made my claim "Oh, don't take away the baby" They shrieked and screeched But I did And I hid her where she'll never be reached Your father cried, and your mother died When for extra measure, I admit it was a pleasure I said, "Sorry, I'm still not mollified" And I laid a little spell on them You too, son That your family tree would always be a barren one Baker’s Wife: *Sobs* Baker: How could you do that? Witch: And when your mother died, your father deserted you Your father was no father, so why should you be? Now there's no more fuss, and there's no more scenes And my garden thrives, you should see my nectarines! But I'm telling you the same I tell Kings and queens Don't ever never ever mess around with my greens! Especially the beans! Jack: Ugh, yeah, but why do we have to go to the next village? Jack’s mother: Because everyone in this village knows the cow hasn't given a drop of milk in weeks Jack: That’s cheating! Jack’s mother: We’re starving, Jack! Can't you understand that? Now, you're not to accept less than five pounds for her Are you listening to me? Jack: Yes Jack’s mum: How much are you to ask? Jack: No more than five pounds Jack, Jack’s mother: Less than five! Jack’s mum: Into the woods, the time is now, we have to live, I don't care how Into the woods to sell the cow, you must begin the journey Straight through the woods and don't delay, we have to face the marketplace Into the woods to journey's end Jack: Into the woods to sell a friend Witch: You wish to have the curse reversed? I'll need a certain potion first Go to the woods and bring me back One, the cow as white as milk Two, the cape as red as blood Three, the hair as yellow as corn Four, the slipper as pure as gold Bring me these before the chime of midnight In three day's time tis' then the blue moon reappears Which comes but once each hundred years Bring them, and I guarantee a child as perfect as child can be! Go to the wood! (End of witch’s rap) Steppy: Ladies, our carriage awaits Cinderella: Now may I go to the Festival? Steppy: The Festival? Darling, those nails, darling, those clothes Lentils are one thing, but, darling, with those You'd make us the fools of the Festival and mortify the prince The Festival lasts three nights Surely, you could let me be there for one of them The King is trying to find his son a wife, not a scullery maid! We must be gone! GO! Cinderella: I wish… Baker’s Wife: Beans? These must be the witch's beans, we'll take them with us Baker: We? Wife: Yes! Baker: We? You're not coming, it's not safe out there Wife: I can help you Baker: No, I can do this on my own The spell is on my house, only I can lift the spell Baker: No, no, the spell is on our house… We must lift the spell together, the spell is on our house Baker: Now tell me, what am I to return with? Wife: Ugh, You don't remember? The cow as white as milk, the cape as red as blood The hair as yellow as corn, the slipper as pure as gold Baker:The cow as white as milk, the cape as red as blood The hair as yellow as corn, the slipper as pure as gold Cinderella: I still wish to go to the Festival But how am I ever to get to the Festival? I know, I'll visit mother's grave, the grave at the willow tree And tell her I just want to go to the King's Festival!! Everyone: Into the woods, it's time to go, it may be all in vain, I know Into the woods, but even so, I have to take the journey Into the woods, the path is straight, Wife: you know it well, Baker: but who can tell? Wife: Into the woods to lift the spell Cinderella: Into the woods to visit mother Jack’s Mum: Into the woods to sell the cow Jack: To get the money Cinderella: To go to the Festival LRRH: Into the woods to grandmother's house Into the woods to grandmother's house Everyone: The way is clear, the light is good I have no fear, nor no one should The woods are just trees, the trees are just wood No need to be afraid there, Baker: there’s something in the glade there Everyone: Into the woods without delay, but careful not to lose the way Into the woods, who knows what may be lurking on the journey? Into the woods to get the thing that makes it worth the journeying Into the woods to see the King To sell the cow, to make the potion To see, to sell, to get, to bring To make, to lift, to go to the Festival Into the woods Into the woods Into the woods Into the woods Into the woods Into the woods, then out of the woods To see, to sell, to get, to bring To make, to lift, to go to the Festival Into the woods, then out of the woods, and home before dark! (End of prologue)
