Studied by 10 peopleNARRATOR: Jack, on the other hand, had no father and his mother-
I wish I wish my son were not a fool I wish my house was not a mess I wish the cow was full of milk I wish the walls were full of gold I wish a lot of things. You foolish child! What in heaven's name are you doing with the cow inside the house?
Jack: A warm environment might be just what Milky-White needs to produce his milk.
It's a she! How many times must I tell you? Only "she"s can give milk.
Cinderella: Quick little birds, flick through the ashes, pick and peck but swiftly sift through the ashes! Into the pot!
Listen well, son. Milky-White must be taken to market.
JACK: But, Mother, no - he's the best cow -
Was. Was! She's been dry for a week. We've no food nor money, and no choice but to sell her while she can still command a price.
JACK: But Milky-White is my best friend in the whole world!
Look at her! There are bugs on her dugs There are flies in her eyes There's a lump on her rump big enough to be a hump
Jack: But-
Son, We've no time to sit and dither, While her withers wither with herAnd no one keeps a cow for a friend! Sometimes I fear you're touched.
Witch: Especially the beans.
Now listen to me, Jack. Lead Milky-White to market and fetch the best price you can. Take no less than five pounds. Are you listening to me?
(are you listening to me?) Jack: Yes.
Now how much are you to ask?
JACK: No more than five pounds.
Less. Than five.
Jack: Into the woods to sell a friend-
Aww Someday you'll have a real pet, Jack.
I Know Things Now happens. Narrator: And so the Baker, with the second article in hand, feeling braver and more satisfied than he had ever felt, ran back through the Woods. As for the lad Jack:
Only a dolt would exchange a cow for beans!
Jack - Mother, no-
To bed without supper for you!
(Bakers wife starts to run) Baker's Wife: No! Get the hair!
Excuse me, young woman. Have you encountered a boy with blonde hair and a sunny, though occasionally vague, disposition, answering to the name of Jack?
Baker's Wife: Not the one partial to a white cow?
He's the one.
Baker's Wife: Have you seen the cow?
No, and I don't care to ever again. Children can be very queer about their animals. You be careful with your children...
Baker's Wife: I have no children.
That's okay, too.
Baker's Wife: Well, I've not seen your son today.
I hope he didn't go up that beanstalk again. Quit while you're ahead, I say. Jack! Jack!
On the Steps of the Palace happens. The prince and steward and baker family all fight over slippers. Cinderella's Prince: Do as he says. He's obviously a spirit of some sort, and we only need one.
(screaming) There's a dead giant in my backyard! I heard Jack coming down the beanstalk, calling for his axe. And when he reached the bottom he took it and began hacking down the stalk. Suddenly, with a crash, the beanstalk fell, but there was no Jack. For all I know, he's been crushed by the ogre.
Cinderella's Prince: We must be off. I need my rest before tomorrow's search is to commence.
Doesn't anyone care a Giant has fallen from the sky?
Cinderella's Prince: He is dead, is he not?
With such a thud, I would suppose.
Baker: You could do that? Witch: Now!
(sees Jack) There you are! I've been worried sick.
JACK: Mother, look. The most beautiful harp.
You've stolen too much! You could have been killed coming down that plant.
Look milky white its the butcher! The baker. The baker!
What can we do for you, sir?
Baker: I'm here to investigate the destruction that was wrought upon our house today.
Jack has been home with me all day.
Jack: I can recognize a Giant's footstep! I could go to your house-
You'll do no such thing!
Baker: Any help at all-
I am sorry, but you'll get none from us. No one cared when there was a giant in my backyard! I don't remember you volunteering to come to my aid.
Baker: A giant in your backyard is one thing. A crushed home is quite another.
Look, young man. Giants never strike the same house twice. I wouldn't worry.
Cinderella: I will take this news up with the Prince when he returns. Thank you.
I'm going off to sell the harp, Jack.
Jack: Mother, no!
Jack. Listen to me! We don't want that harp around here when there's a giant on the loose.
Jack: But I know how to kill a giant!
Please! We've had our fill of giants!
Jack: But mother, if I could help-
Enough! Promise me, son, you won't leave your surroundings!
Jack: But Mother, I'm a man now.
You're still a little boy in your mother's eyes. I want you to promise. Promise!
Giant: Must I search among you for the lad? Everyone: No!
Jack is just a boy! We had no food to eat and he sold his beloved cow in exchange for magic beans. If anyone is to be punished, it's the man who made that exchange.
Giant: He was your responsibility. Now I must punish him for his wrongs!
We've suffered too. Do you think it was a picnic disposing of your husband's remains?
Giant: You are getting me angry!
What about our anger? What about our loss? Who has been flouncing through our kingdom?
Steward: Shhh. Be quiet.
I'll hide my son and you'll never find him!
Baker: Don't upset the giant.
You'll never, never find him!
Giant: I'm warning you!
And if you don't go back this instant, we'll get you for all that you've done! We'll-
Baker: She's in poor condition. Baker's Wife: Wake up.
Don't let them get Jack.
Baker's Wife: We won't.
Promise me you won't let him be hurt. As I lay here at death's door.
Baker: I'll do all I can.
Promise! Promise!
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