Grumpy: [watching the Dwarfs washing themselves] Hah! Next thing you know, she'll be tyin' your beards up in pink ribbons and smellin' ya up with that stuff called uh... perfoom!
[spits]
Queen: But wait! There may be an antidote. Nothing must be overlooked.
[flips through the book she was reading earlier till she finds the antidote]
Queen: Ah, hear this! "The Victim of the Sleeping Death can be revived only by Love's First Kiss." "Love's First Kiss."
[slamming the book closed]
Queen: Bah! No fear of
that. The dwarfs will think she's dead. She'll be buried alive!
[Cackles as she puts the poisoned apple into a basket filled with other apples and leaves by a trapdoor in the cellar floor]
Queen: Buried alive!
[cackles again]
Doc: The, uh, Princess will sleep in our beds upstairs.
Snow White: But, where will you sleep?
Doc: Oh, we'll be quite comfortable down here, in, uh, in, uh...
Grumpy: In a pig's eye!
Doc: In a pig's eye - sty - *NO*! No! I mean, we'll be comfortable, won't we, men?
Queen: All alone, my pet?
Snow White: Why, why, yes, I am, but...
Queen: Then the little men are not here?
Snow White: No, they're not, but...
Queen: Mmm, mm-hmm.
[Sniffing]
Queen: Baking pies?
Snow White: Yes, gooseberry pie.
Queen: It's apple pies that make the menfolks' mouths water.
[presenting the poisoned apple to Snow White]
Queen: Pies made from apples like these.
Snow White: Oh, they do look delicious.
Queen: Yes, but wait till you taste one, dearie. Like to try one, hm? Go on. Go on, have a bite.
Snow White: [as she takes a bite of the poisoned apple] Oh, I feel strange.
[Starts gasping for air]
Queen: [to herself] Her breath will still. Her blood congeal.
[Snow White drops to the floor in a deep sleep]
Queen: [Cackling] Now I'll be fairest in the land!
Bashful: [about Snow White] She's beautiful. Just like a angel!
Grumpy: [the animals are trying to get their attention] They ain't acting this way for nothing!
Sleepy: [Yawning] Maybe the old Queen's, uh, got Snow White.
Dwarfs: [In shock] The Queen! Snow White!
Grumpy: The Queen will kill her! We, we gotta save her!
Doc: Yes! Yes! We, we gotta save her!
Sneezy: She'll kill her!
Happy: What'll we do?
Doc: Yeah, yes, wha-what'll we do?
Grumpy: [Takes charge] Come on!
[leaps onto the back of the nearest deer and rides off]
Snow White: [seeing a chair] Oh!
[the animals scurry away as Snow White sits in the chair]
Snow White: What a cute little chair.
[the animals peek out from their hiding places]
Snow White: Why, there's seven little chairs. Must be seven little children. And from the look of this table, seven untidy little children.
Queen: And because you've been so good to poor old Granny, I'll share a secret with you. This is no ordinary apple, it's a magic wishing apple.
Snow White: A wishing apple?
Queen: Yes! One bite, and all your dreams will come true.
Snow White: Really?
Queen: Yes, girlie. Now, make a
wish, and take a bite.