The Company of Wolves

Granny:
Never stray from the path, never eat a windfall apple and never trust a man whose eyebrows meet in the middle.

Rosaleen:
And that's all I'll tell you, cause that's all I know.

[last lines]

Rosaleen:
Little girls, this seems to say / Never stop upon your way / Never trust a stranger friend / No-one knows how it will end / As you're pretty, so be wise / Wolves may lurk in every guise / Now as then, 'tis simple truth / Sweetest tongue has sharpest tooth.

Granny:
Your only sister, all alone in the wood, and nobody there to save her. Poor little lamb.

Rosaleen:
Why couldn't she save herself?

Rosaleen:
And then they lived happily ever after?

Granny:
Indeed they did not!

Mother:
You pay too much attention to your granny. She knows a lot but she doesn't know everything. And if there's a beast in men, it meets its match in women too.

Rosaleen:
[pushes him away as they near a kiss] Jesus, what big teeth you have!

Huntsman:
[smiles deviously] All the better to eat you with.

[Rosaleen shoots his arm with a rifle making him scream and writhe in pain turning into a wolf]

Rosaleen:
[hears wolves howl] Who's come to sing us carols, then?

Huntsman:
Only my companions, darling. I love the company of wolves. Look out of the window and you'll see them.

Rosaleen:
[does so] Poor creatures. It's freezing cold out there. No wonder they howl so.

Rosaleen:
[after the huntsman turns into a wolf from being shot, tearfully] I'm sorry. I never knew a wolf could cry.

Amorous Boy's father:
A daughter is one thing, a heifer is another!

Witch Woman:
So I wasn't good enough for you? I was once. Once upon a time! Don't you remember? Well, don't you? The Wolves in the forest are more decent!

Granny:
Get ye back to Hell from whence ye came!

Huntsman:
I don't come from Hell, I come from the forest.

Granny:
What have you done with my Granddaughter?

Huntsman:
[with annoyance in his voice] Nothing she didn't want!

Old Priest:
[to wolf-girl] Are you God's work, or the Devil's? Oh, what do I care whose work you are? You poor, silent creature. [binds her wound] It will heal. In time.

[repeated line]

Father:
Seeing is believing.

Rosaleen:
[a lock of Granny's hair singes in the fireplace] Is that all you left of her? Your kind can't stomach hair, can you? Even if the worst wolves are hairy on the inside.

Huntsman:
What do you know about my kind?

Rosaleen:
[takes out a knife] My Granny told me plenty!

[the huntsman restrains her]

Huntsman:
Are you very much afraid?

Rosaleen:
It wouldn't do me much good to be afraid, would it? My, what big eyes you have.

Huntsman:
All the better to see you with.

Huntsman:
They say seeing is believing, but I'd never swear to it.

Rosaleen:
They say the Prince of Darkness is a gentleman. And as it turns out, they're right; a fine gentleman.

Rosaleen:
I'd never let a man strike me.

Granny:
Oh, they're nice as pie until they've had their way with you. But once the bloom is gone... oh, the beast comes out.

Mother:
[to the villagers about to shoot Rosaleen as a wolf] DON'T SHOOT! DON'T SHOOT!

[after the bride's husband decapitates the wolf's head]

Young Bride:
[sees the head turn into a man's face in the milk, sadly] He looks just the same! As the day I married him!

[the bride's husband goes angry and slaps her very hard]

Alice:
[knocks on the door] They want you downstairs! You have to come out sometime; you can't sulk in there forever! Open the door! You've been at my lipstick too, haven't you? Pest!

[Rosaleen is shown tossing and turning in bed]

Alice:
What makes you so different anyway, Buck-Teeth? Come on out, pest! It's not because I want you; it's because mummy wants you. Pest, pest, pest...