Leslie Caron credited as playing...
Ella
- Ella: Who is Mrs. Toquet?
- Widow Sonder: Isn't she the crazy old woman who lives in the woods, she's harmless but she steals.
- [adjusting Serafina's stays]
- Ella: Has she always been like that? I mean has she always...
- Widow Sonder: They say she was once a grand lady and lived on the hill. But she took to reading books and went from bad to worse, stuffed her head with full of ideas, and now she's a bit addled.
- Birdena: A bit addled? Oh, Mother! She's as crazy as a cockroach.
- Ella: No she isn't! She's just different. She's full of good ideas.
- Mrs. Toquet: What's your name?
- Ella: Ella, but they won't even call me by name! They call me, Edwin and Willy and the others, because of the ashes they call me Cinderella.
- Mrs. Toquet: Cinderella... Cin-der-el-la. Such a beautiful word, I like it very much. There are other words I like very much, like windowsill and elbow. *El-bow.* And I like apple dumpling too. Apple dumpling, it's a comical word. Apple dumpling. Pickle relish! That has a nice snap to it! What happened to your hair?
- Prince Charles: Life can be pretty unbearable if you don't have anything to hope for.
- Ella: Do you have something to hope for?
- Prince Charles: I think I'm beginning to have.
- Mrs. Toquet: Can he cook?
- Ella: Well, I don't know. I don't think so.
- Mrs. Toquet: Too bad. Men make the best cooks. Better than women, they say. Don't worry. Perhaps he can do other things.
- Mrs. Toquet: Now for some slippers. Now, I just happen to have a pair that I think - put it on.
- Ella: Oh! Isn't it beautiful. It's glass!
- Mrs. Toquet: He conquers who endures all. All women must endure these discomforts.
- Ella: Why?
- Mrs. Toquet: For fashion! It fascinates men. Makes them marvel at women. Fills them with awe, because they know they couldn't stand it.
- Mrs. Toquet: You're sad. You need to hear a little philosophy. Let me see, now. I must give you some homely wisdom. Try this: life is like your pipe, you never know where you put it. Does that make you feel better?
- Ella: No! Not yet, that is. Maybe later.
- Mrs. Toquet: Try another: the clouds pass, the blue remains constant.
- Ella: I - I guess it does.
- Mrs. Toquet: Hmm. Try this one: life is mysterious and search for causes occasionally bring about strange results, just as potatoes occasionally resemble eminent statesmen.