Mrs. Mouseling
Oh, come here. [hugs Angelina] You tried your best.
[crying] Next time (if any other show has no tickets left), I'm going to camp outside the theater all night!
Mrs. Mouseling
Yes, darling. Of course you are.
[crying] Maybe all week if I have to!
Mrs. Mouseling
I know. [hugs Angelina again]
[depressed; in between sobs] Hello, Dad...!
[sits down at the table next to Angelina] What's the sad face for?
[crying] The ballet's on tonight and I'm not going. There are no tickets left.
[pulls out the tickets from his coat pocket] Are you sure? Not even one?
[Although Angelina --at first-- thought her "plan" had been cancelled, it turns out that Mr. Mouseling had bought the tickets earlier and forgot to give them to Angelina and her friend Alice before the Pinkpaws twins bought the last tickets.]
[gasps, as she sees the tickets] But, but, but...! [enthusiastically, as she hugs her father] Oh!
[chuckles, as he hugs her back] Best close tonight, I think. I've got a job for you to do later.
[sadly] Oh, but my velvet cloak's torn.
Mrs. Mouseling
[off-screen] Not anymore.
[Angelina gasps as she sees her velvet cloak all fixed and sewed]
[happily] Oh, thanks, Mom!
[Mrs. Mouseling puts the velvet cloak on Angelina and twirls around]
Mrs. Mouseling
I'll phone Alice's mother and tell them you're on your way.
Please, Mom? I know everyone going! Miss Lilly, Mr. and Mrs. Nimbletoes and you know I love dancing! I can dance as well as anybody!
Mrs. Mouseling
Oh, Angelina, honestly...
Oh! That's it! If you're going as a queen, and Dad's going as a king, it makes sense that I go as a princess!
[Mrs. Mouseling sighs]
After all, what's a king and queen without their princess? I promise to be good, I won't spill anything. You won't even know I'm there. [begging] Please?
Mrs. Mouseling
[sighs] I'm sorry, Angelina. The costume ball is for grownups only, not little mouselings.
[gasps, agitated] But, Mom, I grew heaps last year!
Mrs. Mouseling
[firmly] Angelina, I said no.
[stammers angrily, as she drops the basket] Oh, it's, it's not fair! [runs into the house] It's just not fair!
Mrs. Mouseling
Oh, Angelina, [calling] why don't you call Alice? She could come over and stay the night!
[The sound of the door is heard shut off-screen. Mrs. Mouseling then shakes her head]
Oh, Mom! Not Mrs. Hodgepodge! Last time she stayed, she kept me awake all night with her horrible snoring!
I hope she doesn't bring her cabbage jelly.
[Mrs. Mouseling sighs as Mr. Mouseling grunts and he is seen dressed up as a bumblebee]
[to Mrs. Mouseling] Um, could you give me a hand with my antenna, dear? I-It won't stand up straight. Uh, mmm, [turns to Angelina and Alice and then to Mrs. Mouseling] a bit of a mix up at the costume shop.
[Angelina and Alice both giggle as Mrs. Mouseling laughs and approaches over to him]
Mrs. Mouseling
Never mind. I can be your queen bee.
[Angelina and Alice both laugh again]
Queen bee, yes, very good.
MMMr. Mouseling and Mrs. Mouseling
[shocked, in unison] ANGELINA...?!
NNMr. Nimbletoes and Mrs. Nimbletoes
[shocked, in unison] ALICE...?!
[furiously] There they are, those, those naughty little runaways!
[Angelina starts to cry as she and Alice stare at each other, knowing they've been busted. The next morning, Angelina is seen scrubbing the floor while Alice mops the floor as a punishment]
My back is aching! [sighs] Oh, this is such hard work!
[sighs] I'm so tired! Perhaps going to the ball wasn't such a good idea.
[Angelina comes back home and enters her mother's room]
[sees Polly for the first time] Let me see her! [sees Polly wrapped up in a blanket] Oh, she's so beautiful! Oh, look at her tiny toes! I can't wait to bring her to ballet lessons and I can take her to school and she can even share my bedroom.
Well, maybe not quite yet.
Mrs. Mouseling
[chuckles] We're calling her Polly.
Polly? Oh, that's just perfect for her!
[Alice and her mother, Mrs. Nimbletoes arrives at Angelina's house]
Oh, hello! How's the baby?
NMrs. Nimbletoes
Come on, girls, we're going to be late.
But Mom and Dad are taking me. [to Mr. Mouseling and Mrs. Mouseling] Aren't you?
Ah, yes, um, Angelina, I was meaning to tell you your mother is very tired. I need to look after her.
But it's the end of year's show. You always come!
Mrs. Mouseling
I'm sorry, darling, but... [gently pats Polly's back]
I'll try to get there later for the prize-giving.
[scoffs in frustration] Bother!
[unhappily] Yes, but why did the baby have to come today?
[Polly rolls over as the prize starts rolling over on the bed when it suddenly falls off and lands on the floor with a crash]
[Polly cries as Angelina walks over to the other side of the bed and Polly starts rolling over again]
[horrified] Oh, Polly! How could you?!
[Mrs. Mouseling opens the door and sees Polly is about to fall and successfully catches her on time before she hit the floor]
Mrs. Mouseling
[scolding Angelina] I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO KEEP AN EYE ON HER! She nearly fell off the bed!
[tearfully, holds her broken prize] She broke my prize!
Mrs. Mouseling
[while trying to calm Polly down] There, there, it's alright, Polly.
[starts crying] You just don't care about me anymore, do you? It's all Polly, Polly, Polly!
[In the living room, Mrs. Mouseling is seen rocking Polly to sleep, humming silently while Mr. Mouseling reads the newspaper]
?Grandma and Grandpa
[off-screen, in unison] We're here! [they enter the living room]
And Miss Lilly gave it to me for being the most promising dancer of the year.
In the suitcase. I'll get her out where you can glue her back together.
GGrandpa
[laughs] No, I meant where's Polly.
[furiously] OH! POLLY, POLLY, POLLY!! I'M SICK OF POLLY!!! [runs upstairs]
MMr. and Mrs. Mouseling
Shhhhh!
[Angelina storms up to her room and closes the door, sobbing in frustration]
[lamenting] I've changed my mind! I don't want a sister! If there was a baby shop, I'd ask for my money back! [continues weeping]
[As everyone continues to adore Polly, the sound of crashing is heard upstairs]
GGrandma
Whatever is going on?
[Polly awakens and starts crying. At the same time, Angelina throws a book and picks up a small green bear and then throws it]
[shrieking] Rrrrrrraaaaaaaaahhh!!!
Mrs. Mouseling
Oh, dear...
[Mrs. Mouseling comes into Angelina's room and finds Angelina weeping so hard on her bed]
Mrs. Mouseling
Angelina! What's the matter?
[sobbing, face buried in her pillow] You don't care about me anymore.
Mrs. Mouseling
[gently] Aww, of course I do! [Sits on her bed] I love you just as much as ever.
[yet weeping, face buried in her pillow] No, you don't. All you care about is Polly.
Mrs. Mouseling
[gently] Oh, but that's not true. I love both of you.
[Mrs. Mouseling consoles Angelina from her meltdown]
Mrs. Mouseling
[soothingly and petting Angelina's fur] Oh, there, there. [pets Angelina on the back] I know it's been hard. You'll always be special to me, Angelina. You were my very first baby.
[Angelina got on her dress, looking at her reflection in the mirror with Alice in her dress on was shown holding a necklace]
[unhappily] Oh. Polly's always a nuisance. [sees Alice with her necklace in the mirror then turns around in surprise] Oh, Alice. You've got a new necklace.
[giggles] Mom and Dad gave it to me.
[in surprise] Oh! [gasps] My mom's got some sparkly necklaces. I'll see if I can borrow one! [runs out of her bedroom]
[Alice tests her new necklace out]
[enters her parents' bedroom] Um, Mom, can I borrow a necklace for the party?
[off-screen] Matilda! I'm going to be late for work!
Mrs. Mouseling
[gasps; calling] Coming! [to Angelina] Don't forget to give Polly her bottle. [leaves the bedroom] Now have a lovely time!
[Angelina sighs then goes to her mom's necklace box and takes out her mom's locket]