Este filme é algo de impressionante...onde o real e o imaginário se encontram e se confundem...Qual dos mundos é mais real?...e mais importante...quem é mais "real"?
Giselle: Nobody has been very nice to me
Robert Philip: Yeah, well, welcome to New York.
Giselle: Thank you.
[Prince Edward sits on a remote control and sees the TV turn on]
Prince Edward: It seems as if this box controls the Magic Mirror.
Prince Edward: Thank you for taking care of my bride, peasants.
Giselle: Oh, it's you.
Prince Edward: Yes, it's me. And you are?
Giselle: Giselle.
Prince Edward: Oh, Giselle! We shall be married in the morning!
Nathaniel: Sire, do you like yourself?
Prince Edward: What's not to like?
Giselle: Now if only I can find a place to rest my head for the night.
[an angry midget runs under Giselle's dress]
Grumpy: Hey! Watch it, will ya?
Giselle: Grumpy!
Grumpy: Geez, lady! Are you for real?
Giselle: I-I think so.
Sam: [referring to Giselle] She has no driver's license, no passports, and no records and I've called every travel agency and none of them have ever heard of this place: "Andalusia".
Robert: Andalasia.
Sam: Whatever. I don't know if that's even a country, a city...
Robert: It doesn't even sound like a state.
Sam: Or a state of mind.
Robert: Did she tell you where it was located?
Sam: She said it was located "past the Meadow of Joy and [mocking Giselle] ...beyond the Valley of Contentment".
Giselle: Nobody has been very nice to me
Robert Philip: Yeah, well, welcome to New York.
Giselle: Thank you.
[Prince Edward sits on a remote control and sees the TV turn on]
Prince Edward: It seems as if this box controls the Magic Mirror.
Prince Edward: Thank you for taking care of my bride, peasants.
Giselle: Oh, it's you.
Prince Edward: Yes, it's me. And you are?
Giselle: Giselle.
Prince Edward: Oh, Giselle! We shall be married in the morning!
Nathaniel: Sire, do you like yourself?
Prince Edward: What's not to like?
Giselle: Now if only I can find a place to rest my head for the night.
[an angry midget runs under Giselle's dress]
Grumpy: Hey! Watch it, will ya?
Giselle: Grumpy!
Grumpy: Geez, lady! Are you for real?
Giselle: I-I think so.
Sam: [referring to Giselle] She has no driver's license, no passports, and no records and I've called every travel agency and none of them have ever heard of this place: "Andalusia".
Robert: Andalasia.
Sam: Whatever. I don't know if that's even a country, a city...
Robert: It doesn't even sound like a state.
Sam: Or a state of mind.
Robert: Did she tell you where it was located?
Sam: She said it was located "past the Meadow of Joy and [mocking Giselle] ...beyond the Valley of Contentment".
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