Little Mermaid Jr: Prince Eric

mysterious fathoms below

Isn't this perfection, Grimsby? Out on the open sea, surrounded by nothing but water and imagination—

Ah—— Ah——-

What is that? Do you hear something?

Milord, please... enough seafaring! This talk of merpeople and the King of the Sea is nautical nonsense!

There it is again! Straight ahead!

GRIMSBY: Your Majesty, you've got to return to court and take up your father's crown!…. ARIEL: AH———

That's not the life for me, Grimsby. Now, follow that voice to the ends of the earth if we have to!

Heave ho, Heave ho, Heave ho

Now suppose I don't want to be King—

I swore an oath to your dear father on his death bed that I'd turn you from a roustabout into a royal and have you married to a princess—

Ugh!

—by your next birthday, which is now just three days away!

Did you ever try to take a princess sailing? It's a joke! Their dresses get caught in the rigging. And most of ’em can’t even swim—

You know, there’s more to a woman than her flutter kick. Our kingdom needs a queen!

Where am I gonna find her, Grimsby? A girl who’s as carefree and alive as the sea itself. Where?

Wow...

It’s too much to hope for, isn’t it? Somewhere, out there... a girl who’s a match for a guy like me?

I dunno, Scuttle. I think he’s really handsome.

Trust me, Grimsby – when I come across the girl of my dreams, it’ll hit me like lightning.

Hurricane a'coming, Captain! King Triton must be angry indeed!

Batten the hatches, then everyone below deck! And quickly!

Secure the rigging! Eric, take the wheel!

Help!

Get away, you filthy bird!

A girl rescued me. She pulled me right out of the surf. And she was singing!

There, there now. You took a terrible tumble, dear boy—

That voice! I can’t get it out of my head—

Come with me. A night of sleep, and you’ll be good as new—

I must find her! And thank her for saving my life.

You’ve heard too many tall tales, my boy.

No. She was real.

The Prince? Well, I’ll say!

Hey, what have we got—?

Hey, what have we got—?

Shoo, shoo.

Shoo, shoo.

Miss, are you all right? You— you seem very familiar... Of course! It’s you! I’ve been looking for you everywhere! What’s your name?

Miss, are you all right? You— you seem very familiar... Of course! It’s you! I’ve been looking for you everywhere! What’s your name?

Sore throat, huh?

Sore throat, huh?

Oh, you don’t speak at all? I’m sorry. For a moment, I mistook you for somebody else.

Oh, you don’t speak at all? I’m sorry. For a moment, I mistook you for somebody else.

What is it? You’re hurt? No, no... You need help...? Well, I’ve got just the remedy! A warm bath and a hot meal! Come on now... the palace isn’t far.

Imagine, washing up like that on the beach. Must’ve been a horrible shipwreck! I don’t suppose we’ll ever know the truth. Why, you can’t even speak, poor dear! Well, never mind – after your scrub in the tub, you’re fresh as a daisy in a beautiful new frock!

Well... now I’m the one who’s speechless.

It’s been a long time since we dined in the company of such loveliness.

Usually it’s just me and Grim. He’s gotta look across the table at my ugly mug!

The bath certainly worked its wonders. Your mystery guest is groomed for a groom, you might say!

Easy, old boy, easy... She has no voice.

Oh, oh dear...

My... isn’t that unusual? Thank you.

Don’t tell me she’s fond of pipes! Can’t say I blame you. That’s an antique from Dusseldorf—

Sorry old friend, but it looks like your pipe smoked you—

Come along, Grimsby. Let’s leave the young ones alone for a bit.

You should see the princesses that Grimsby drags to dinner. So prim, so boring. But you... So if you don’t mind my asking... what was it? An accident, when you were small? Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean— Who needs words anyway? A smile says just as much sometimes.

*One Step Closer

You're nimble on your feet, aren't you? Well, dancing beats small talk any day. It's the way your legs smile... or laugh. It lets you say so many things.

To saying what you feel

Did you hear something?

Did you hear something? Ah——— Ah———-

Forgive me – there's this voice – it's been haunting me...

Forgive me – there's this voice – it's been haunting me... Ah——— Ah———-

Anyway, I should let youget some sleep. Good night.

You put those two things together tomorrow and you got that boy in the palm of your hand...

No girl’s ever dared to join me out here. Too afraid they’d muddy their shoes. But not you! Peaceful, isn’t it? Not another living soul for miles and miles. If only...

Oh no! There’s only one day left!

So... how ‘bout this weather?

Miss the girl.

You know, I really ought to know your name.

Hoo Hoo Hoo Kiss the girl Hoo Hoo

Maybe I could guess? Alexandra? Annabelle? Beatrice?

Maybe I could guess? Alexandra? Annabelle? Beatrice? Hoo Kiss Her! hoo hoo hoo hoo

... Ariel?

You wanna kiss the girl hoo hoo

Ariel! Hey, that's kinda pretty. Okay – Ariel...

Quickly! Block that kiss!

Whoa! What happened??? Ariel, are you all right? Well, we ought to get back anyway. Gotta rest up for my birthday tomorrow! Ol’ Grimsby’s planning a ball to help me find the girl with that voice... He wants me married by sunset, or else!

Surely one of these lovely voices matches the music in your heart—

I wish I could say “yes”! But she's not here.

The sun has nearly set, and your birthday will soon be over. You must choose a mate!

Ariel?

For heaven’s sake, child—

Quiet, Grimsby. Go ahead, Ariel.

I had so hoped, dear Eric, that you might find love somewhere in this room.

I have, Grimsby. I’ve just been too blind to see it... until now. Come here, Ariel.

Can it be? Another contestant?

hat's the voice! But— but tell her the competition is over. I've already made my choice.

Why look! Such a gorgeous sunset! And on the third day, too! Time's up. You lose!

Ariel, what's wrong?

Oh no. The worst is happening. I've got to get help

Ariel!

My heavens!

She's jumped into the sea! I have to go after her!

What's this? A human ship? TENTACLES: Ha!

Who are you? And what have you done with Ariel?

Not anymore!

I won't let you harm her!

Just remember... when you hear the surf roar at night and feel the tingle of salt in the air... it's only your father, checking in on his little girl.

Ariel! Who are you?

I’m her father, King Triton. And you’re the human who came to her rescue.

With all due respect, sir, Ariel is the one who has done the rescuing.

The King of the Sea? And she’s his daughter?

Does that upset you?

Heavens, no! I’m just relieved she’s royalty!

Your Majesty? At last, I’ve found someone who makes me eager to seize the future and claim my birthright as king. But if I slip out to sea sometimes, I hope she’ll be right there beside me. May I have her hand?

Ariel can speak for herself.

She can?

What would I do to see you smiling at me

Oh, Ariel! It’s been your voice all along!