● A escenari hi ha una cadira majestuosa, la fusta de rodes amb roba enganxada als ganxos i la Blancaneus dormint sobre un coixí.
( We can put the images from the beginning of the movie while the narrator speaks min.0.38 - 2.20)
Narrator: Once upon a time, in a beautiful place, a beautiful princess was born, her skin was fair as the snow and her hair was black as the night and her lips red as blood. Her name was Snow white. Her mummy died when she was very young. Her father, the king, looked after her and loved her very much.
Everybody lived happily and they had lots of parties.
The king thought that the little princess needed a mummy, and he got married to the new queen.
The queen was the most beautiful woman in the world.
They lived quietly in the castle, but, one day , the king had to go away and he never returned.
Snow white: ( she wakes up). Good morning! I slept so well ( les cornetes sit down ). Today is the day of the party. I need to wash my face and brush my hair. ( Snow white turns the piece of wood where theres a red cloth picturing the castel)
( the stepmother comes up)
Stepmother: Everything is perfect, its going to be a fantastic party.
Brighton: Well, not everything is perfect….the kingdom is really poor, unhappy and sad.
Stepmother: Who says that?
Brighton: The people in the kingdom say that.
Stepmother: Guard, go to town and tell the people that if somebody says something bad about me, I`ll send them to prison!
Guard: Okay Queen, I`ll go to town and I’ll let everybody know. With your permission ( he makes a cursty and leaves)
Brighton: Do you want to get married to me? I’ll help you resolve your problems.
(Snow white steps in )
Stepmother: Snow white, is there a fire in your bedroom?
Snow White: A fire? In my bedroom?
Stepmother: Yes, because you are outside your bedroom, and the only time you`re suppposed to be out of your bedroom is if there is a fire….
Snow White: No, I want to go to the party. I love parties and this one is going to be fantastic.
Stepmother: To the party?
Snow White: Yes, today is my birthay, I’m 18.
Stepmother: Yes, yes, happy birthay. You are a good girl... I don’t know why but you stress me.
Snow White: I stress you?
Stepmother: I don’t know why, it could be your shoulders, or your skin, or your hair… Yes, is your hair, your hair and you…… Don`t come to the party without my permission.
Snow White: Sorry.
Stepmother: (the stepmother gets up and points to the public) All of this and you are mine. I’m the queen.