Adriana Caselotti
(as Snow White)
Lucille La Verne
(as Queen / Witch)
Snow White:
Oh, I feel strange.
[Starts gasping for air]
Queen: [to herself] Her breath will still. Her blood congeal.
[Snow White drops onto the floor]
Queen: [Cackling] Now I'll be fairest in the land!
[Starts gasping for air]
Queen: [to herself] Her breath will still. Her blood congeal.
[Snow White drops onto the floor]
Queen: [Cackling] Now I'll be fairest in the land!
Adriana Caselotti
(as Snow White)
Snow White:
Oh! What a cute little chair. Why, there's seven little chairs. Must be seven little children. And from the look of this table, seven untidy little children.
Adriana Caselotti
(as Snow White)
Snow White:
Want to know a secret? / Promise not to tell? / We are standing by a wishing well / Make a wish into the well / that's all you have to do / And if you hear it echoing / Your wish will soon come true.
Pinto Colvig
(as Sleepy / Grumpy)
Lucille La Verne
(as Queen / Witch)
Queen:
[Passes the skeleton of a prisoner reaching for a pitcher] Thirsty? Have a drink!
[Kicks the pitcher; the skeleton crumbles and a spider skitters out]
[Kicks the pitcher; the skeleton crumbles and a spider skitters out]
Lucille La Verne
(as Queen / Witch)
Queen:
All alone, my pet?
Snow White: Why... why, yes, I am, but...
Queen: The... the little men are not here?
Snow White: No, they're not, but...
Queen: [Sniffing] Mm-hmm. Baking pies?
Snow White: Yes, gooseberry pie.
Queen: It's apple pies that make the menfolks' mouths water. Pies made from apples like these.
Snow White: Oh, they do look delicious.
Queen: Yes, but wait 'til you taste one, dearie. Like to try one? Go on. Go on, have a bite.
Snow White: Why... why, yes, I am, but...
Queen: The... the little men are not here?
Snow White: No, they're not, but...
Queen: [Sniffing] Mm-hmm. Baking pies?
Snow White: Yes, gooseberry pie.
Queen: It's apple pies that make the menfolks' mouths water. Pies made from apples like these.
Snow White: Oh, they do look delicious.
Queen: Yes, but wait 'til you taste one, dearie. Like to try one? Go on. Go on, have a bite.
Lucille La Verne
(as Queen / Witch)
Queen:
And since 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.
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.
Lucille La Verne
(as Queen / Witch)
Queen:
But wait! There may be an antidote. Nothing must be overlooked.
[Reads]
Queen: Ah, here it is! "The Victim of the Sleeping Death can be revived only by Love's First Kiss." "Love's First Kiss." Bah! No fear of that. The dwarves will think she's dead. She'll be buried alive!
[Cackles]
Queen: Buried alive!
[Reads]
Queen: Ah, here it is! "The Victim of the Sleeping Death can be revived only by Love's First Kiss." "Love's First Kiss." Bah! No fear of that. The dwarves will think she's dead. She'll be buried alive!
[Cackles]
Queen: Buried alive!
Lucille La Verne
(as Queen / Witch)
Queen:
Dip the apple in the brew. Let the Sleeping Death seep through.
[the poison on the apple forms a skull]
Queen: Look! On the skin! The symbol of what lies within. Now, turn red, to tempt Snow White, to make her hunger for a bite.
Queen: [offering the apple to the raven] Have a bite?
[the raven flaps wildly, trying to escape]
Queen: [laughing] It's not for you, it's for Snow White. When she breaks the tender peel, to taste the apple in my hand, her breath will still, her blood congeal, then I'll be fairest in the land!
[the poison on the apple forms a skull]
Queen: Look! On the skin! The symbol of what lies within. Now, turn red, to tempt Snow White, to make her hunger for a bite.
Queen: [offering the apple to the raven] Have a bite?
[the raven flaps wildly, trying to escape]
Queen: [laughing] It's not for you, it's for Snow White. When she breaks the tender peel, to taste the apple in my hand, her breath will still, her blood congeal, then I'll be fairest in the land!
