Stepmother Quotes in Into the Woods (2014)

Baker: As the Prince anxiously waited, the stepmother took matters, and Florinda's foot, into her own hands.

Florinda: Careful, my toe!

Stepmother: Darling, I know!

Florinda: What will we do?

Stepmother: It'll have to go/but when you're his bride/you can sit or ride/you'll never need to walk!

[cuts off Florinda's toe and Florinda screams in pain]

Baker: Minus one toe, Florinda mounted the Prince's horse, unaware of the blood dripping from the slipper. Lucinda was next...

Lucinda: Why won't it fit?

Stepmother: Darling, be still/cut off a bit of the heel and it will/and when you're his wife/you'll have such a life/you'll never need to walk!

[cuts of Lucinda's heel and Lucinda screams in pain]

Baker: Minus a heel, Lucinda did her best to swallow the pain.

Stepmother: It's a perfect fit your highness!

[Lucinda faints]

Stepmother: She treats me like a wicked stepmother in a fairy story, no matter what I say.

[Edward has just saved Cinderella from her miserable life]

Cinderella: And in my happiness, I forgive you all!

[Edward and Cinderella exit]

Stepmother: Forgive me? How *dare* she forgive me?

[Drizella hits high note, while Anastasia's finger gets caught in the flute, causing it to hit Drizella's chin]

Drizella: You clumsy...

[takes flute and hits Anastasia in the head]

Drizella: You did it on purpose!

Anastasia: [takes flute and hits Drizella in the head] You're always...

Stepmother: Girls. Girls.

Anastasia: It's her fault, Mother.

Stepmother: Above all, self-control.

[Cinderella knocks on the door]

Stepmother: [Angry, slams on piano keys] Yes!

[as Anastasia tries on the glass slipper, which at first appears to fit]

Anastasia: There. I knew it was my slipper. Exactly my size. I always wear the same size. As soon as I saw it, I said...

[the Herald lifts up her foot, revealing that the shoe just barely covers one toe]

Anastasia: Oh. Well, it-it may be a trifle snug today. You know how it is, dancing all night. I can't understand why.

[the Herald tries to hammer the shoe on]

Anastasia: It's always fit perfectly before. I don't think you're half trying. Mother, can you...

Stepmother: [indicating the sleeping Grand Duke] Shh. Quiet, my dear. We mustn't disturb his Grace.

[to the Herald]

Stepmother: Young man, are you sure you're trying it on the right foot?

Stepmother: Well, I see no reason why you can't go... if you get all your work done.

Cinderella: Oh, I will. I promise.

Stepmother: And, if you can find something suitable to wear.

Cinderella: I'm sure I can. Oh, thank you, Stepmother.

[she exits]

Drizella: Mother! Do you realize what you just said?

Stepmother: Of course. I said, "If."

Drizella: [realizing] Oh! "If."

[they all laugh]

Stepmother: Drizella? Drizella!

Drizella: Mmm? What?

Stepmother: Get up. Quick, this instant! We haven't a moment to lose! Anastasia? Anastasia. Get up, Anastasia!

Anastasia: Huh? What for? Why?

Stepmother: Oh, everyone's talking about it - the whole kingdom! Oh, hurry now. He'll be here any minute.

Drizella: [yawning] Who will?

Stepmother: The Grand Duke! He's been hunting all night.

Drizella: Hunting?

Stepmother: For that girl! The one who lost her slipper at the ball last night. They say he's madly in love with her.

Anastasia: The Duke is?

Stepmother: Oh, no, no, no. The Prince!

Stepmother: [to Cinderella when she drops the crockery] You clumsy little fool!

Stepmother: [looking for Cinderella] Cinderella! Cinderella! Cinderella! Oh, where is that...

Cinderella: Yes? Here I am.

Stepmother: Oh. My daughters- where are they?

Cinderella: Uh, I think they're still in bed.

Stepmother: Oh. Well, don't just stand there. Bring up the breakfast trays at once, and hurry!

[after Cinderella has surprisingly managed to procure a ball gown, Anastasia and Drizella protest]

Stepmother: Girls, please. After all, we did make a bargain, didn't we, Cinderella?

[notices her daughters' discarded articles on Cinderella]

Stepmother: And I never go back on my word. Hmm. How very clever. These beads - they give it just the right touch. Don't you think so, Drizella?

Drizella: No, I don't. I think she's...

[gasps]

Drizella: Why, you little thief! They're *my* beads! Give them here!

[rips them off]

Cinderella: Oh, no!

Anastasia: Oh, and look, that's my sash! Wearing my sash, she can't!

[the two stepsisters proceed to destroy Cinderella's dress completely]

Anastasia: And my ribbon!

Cinderella: No, please...

Drizella: You ungrateful little...!

Stepmother: Girls, girls. That's quite enough. Hurry along, now, both of you. I won't have you upsetting yourselves.

[She takes one look at Cinderella before leaving]

Stepmother: Good night.

[as the Duke is about to leave]

Cinderella: Your Grace. Your Grace. Please, wait. May I try it on?

Stepmother: Oh. Pay no attention to HER.

Anastasia: It's only Cinderella.

Drizella: Our scullery maid...

Anastasia: From the kitchen.

Drizella: It's ridiculous.

Anastasia: Impossible.

Drizella: She's out of her mind.

Stepmother: Yes, yes. Just an imaginitive child!

Grand Duke: [in an official and impatient tone] Madam, my orders were *every* maiden!

Cinderella: [enters stepmother's bedroom after Gus is found under a tea cup] Oh, please, you don't think that I would...

Stepmother: [interrupting] Hold your tongue! Now, it seems we have time on our hands.

Cinderella: But, I was only trying to...

Stepmother: [interrupting] Silence! Time for vicious practical jokes. Perhaps we can put it to better use. Now, let me see... There's the large carpet in the main hall- Clean it! And the windows upstairs and down- Wash them! Oh yes, and the tapestries and the draperies...

Cinderella: [interrupting] But I just finished...

Stepmother: [interrupting] Do them again! And don't forget the garden. Then scrub the terrace, sweep the halls and the stairs, clean the chimneys. And of course there's the mending, and the sewing, and the laundry... Oh, yes, and one more thing: see that Lucifer gets his bath.

Stepmother: And, by royal command, every eligible maiden is to attend.

Drizella: Why, that's us!

Anastasia: And I'm so eligible!

Stepmother: Cinderella, dear, you can do anything. Make the slipper fit on Anna's foot.

Cinderella: I... I can't.

Stepmother: Cinderella, darling, please try.

Cinderella: But I can't!

Stepmother: I order you to!

Cinderella: Never.