Faerie Tale Theatre (TV Series)

Sleeping Beauty (1983)

Richard Libertini: King Murray

Quotes 

• Sleeping Beauty : ["My son, the Prince" has arrived to meet his future bride, Sleeping Beauty, who is preparing in her room]  Oh, I do hope the Prince likes me for father's sake; it seems so important to him.

  [Trumpets sound, she goes to the window to see the Prince's arrival] 

  Sleeping Beauty : He does seem well-formed.

  "My son, the Prince" : [the peasants welcome the Prince, throwing petals and confetti]  Oh! Oh! Get off, maggots! They're such filthy little pests! My, my, my word!

  [He kicks the crutch from under a peasant's arm] 

  King Murray : Are you all right? He apologizes, he apologizes. Mind your manners!

  "My son, the Prince" : I can't allow the rabble such familiarity. Where will it end?

  King Murray : We're trying to make a good impression!

  "My son, the Prince" : What, upon this beastly lot of peasants? Don't be absurd.

  King Murray : [Sees Sleeping Beauty at the window]  Ah, she's watching!

  "My son, the Prince" : Oh. Yes. Well, she should, for I have come to let her bask in the reflected glory of my royal self.

  [Bows with a flourish] 

  "My son, the Prince" : Lucky wench.

  King Boris : [King Boris and Queen Natasha come out to greet them]  Welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome. "What ho!"

  [King Murray looks confused] 

  King Boris : You know, "what ho!"

  "My son, the Prince" : [laughs]  "What ho"? Did you say, "what ho"? Oh, *stop*, what a frightfully old fashioned kingdom!

  King Murray : Oh, all right, all right, I'll do it: "What ho!" May I present my son, the Prince?

  [to the Prince] 

  King Murray : Say hello...

  "My son, the Prince" : Hello.

  King Boris : Welcome to my kingdom.

  "My son, the Prince" : Ha! "Kingdom" indeed!

  Sleeping Beauty : [to her maids]  He may be quite brave...

  "My son, the Prince" : [sees a small dog]  Aaah! What's that? Aah! Go away! Back, back, back, back, back!

  [Jumps into his father's arms and whimpers, then realizes what he's doing] 

  "My son, the Prince" : All right

  [bats his father's arms away] 

  "My son, the Prince" : don't just stand there, let's get on with it, show me this princess.

  [the two kings and the queen point to Sleeping Beauty's window, which is now empty] 

  "My son, the Prince" : Well, where is she? Hm?