生活在海里的小美人鱼爱上了岸上的王子，她用声音和海里的巫婆交换了魔药。拥有了双腿的小美人鱼来到岸上和王子生活在一起，这就是《小美人鱼》的。

　　英语课本剧：小美人鱼

　　(An ocean. Birds are flying and porpoises are swimming happily.

　　From the fog a ship appears crashing through the waves)

　　Sailors: I'll tell you a tale of the bottomless blue

　　And it's hey to the starboard, heave ho

　　Look out, lad, a mermaid be waitin' for you

　　In mysterious fathoms below.

　　Eric: Isn't this great? The salty sea air, the wind blowing in your face . . .

　　a perfect day to be at sea!

　　Grimsby: (Leaning over side.) Oh yes . . . delightful . . . .

　　Sailor 1: A fine strong wind and a following sea. King Triton must be in a

　　friendly-type mood.

　　Eric: King Triton?

　　Sailor 2: Why, ruler of the merpeople, lad. Thought every good sailor knew

　　about him.

　　Grimsby: Merpeople! Eric, pay no attention to this nautical nonsense.

　　Sailor 2: But it ain't nonsense, it's the truth! I'm tellin' you, down in the

　　depths o' the ocean they live. (He gestures wildly, Fish in his hand flops

　　away and lands back in the ocean, relieved.)

　　Sailors: Heave. ho. Heave, ho. In mysterious fathoms below. (Fish sighs and

　　swims away.)

　　(Titles. Various fish swimming. Merpeople converge on a great undersea

　　palace, filling concert hall inside. Fanfare ensues.)

　　Seahorse: Ahem . . . His royal highness, King Triton! (Triton enters

　　dramatically to wild cheering.) And presenting the distinguished court

　　composer, Horatio Thelonious Ignatius Crustaceous Sebastian! (Sebastian

　　enters to mild applause.)

　　Triton: I'm really looking forward to this performance, Sebastian.

　　Sebastian: Oh, Your Majesty, this will be the finest concert I have ever con-

　　ducted. Your daughters - they will be spectacular!

　　Triton: Yes, and especially my little Ariel.

　　Sebastian: Yes, yes, she has the most beautiful voice. . . . [sotto] If only

　　she'd show up for rehearsals once in a while. . . . (He proceeds to podium

　　and begins to direct orchestra.)

　　Triton's daughters: Ah, we are the daughters of Triton.

　　Great father who loves us and named us well:

　　Aquata, Andrina, Arista, Atina, Adella, Allana.

　　And then there is the youngest in her musical debut,

　　Our seventh little sister, we're presenting her to you,

　　To sing a song Sebastian wrote, her voice is like a bell,

　　She's our sister, Ar-i . . .

　　(Shell opens to reveal that Ariel is absent.)

　　Triton: (Very angry.) Ariel!!

　　(Cut to Ariel looking at sunken ship.)

　　Flounder: (From distance.) Ariel, wait for me . . .

　　Ariel: Flounder, hurry up!

　　Flounder: (Catching up.) You know I can't swim that fast.

　　Ariel: There it is. Isn't it fantastic?

　　Flounder: Yeah . . . sure . . . it - it's great. Now let's get outta here.

　　Ariel: You're not getting cold fins now, are you?

　　Flounder: Who, me? No way. It's just, it, err . . . it looks - damp in there.

　　Yeah. And I think I may be coming down with something. Yeah, I got this

　　cough. (Flounder coughs unconvincingly)

　　Ariel: All right. I'm going inside. You can just stay here and - watch for

　　sharks. (She goes inside.)

　　Flounder: O.K. Yeah - you go. I'll stay and - what? Sharks! Ariel!

　　(He tries to fit through porthole.) Ariel . . . I can't . . . I mean-

　　Ariel help!

　　Ariel: (Laughs.) Oh, Flounder.

　　Flounder: (Wispering.)Ariel, do you really think there might be sharks around

　　here? (Shark passes outside.)

　　Ariel: Flounder, don't be such a guppy.

　　Flounder: I'm not a guppy. (Gets pulled through porthole.)This is great - I

　　mean, I really love this. Excitement, adventure, danger lurking around

　　every corn- YAAAAHHHHHHHH!! Ariel!! (He sees a skull, crashes into pillar

　　causing cave in, and swims frantically away, knocking over Ariel.)

　　Ariel: Oh, are you okay?

　　Flounder: Yeah sure, no problem, I'm okay . . .

　　Ariel: Shhh . . . (Seeing a fork.) Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Have you ever

　　seen anything so wonderful in your entire life?

　　Flounder: Wow, cool! But, err, what is it?

　　Ariel: I don't know. But I bet Scuttle will.

　　(Puts fork in bag. Skark swims by outside.)

　　Flounder: What was that? Did you hear something?

　　Ariel: (Distracted by pipe.) Hmm, I wonder what this one is?

　　Flounder: Ariel . .

　　Ariel: Flounder, will you relax. Nothing is going to happen.

　　Flounder: (Seeing Shark looming behind him.) AAHHHH!! Run!! Run!! We're

　　gonna die!! (Shark chases them all around. Ariel's bag is hung up. She

　　goes back for it. Shark almost gets them. They head for porthole.) Oh No!!

　　(They crash through and go round and round. Flounder gets knocked silly

　　but Ariel saves him and traps Shark) You big bully. THBBBTTTT . . .

　　(Shark snaps at him and he swims away.)

　　Ariel: (Laughing.) Flounder, you really are a guppy.

　　Flounder: I am not.

　　(On surface. Scuttle on his island humming and looking through his

　　telescope.)

　　Ariel: Scuttle!

　　Scuttle: (Looking through the telescope the wrong way, shouting.) Whoa!

　　Mermaid off the port bow! Ariel, how you doin' kid? (Lowers telescope to

　　reveal Ariel at wing's length.) Whoa, what a swim!

　　Ariel: Scuttle - look what we found.

　　Flounder: Yeah - we were in this sunken ship - it was really creepy.

　　Scuttle: Human stuff, huh? Hey, lemme see. (Picks up fork.) Look at this.

　　Wow - this is special - this is very, very unusual.

　　Ariel: What? What is it?

　　Scuttle: It's a dinglehopper! Humans use these little babies . . . to

　　straighten their hair out. See - just a little twirl here an' a yank

　　there and - voiolay! You got an aesthetically pleasing configuration

　　of hair that humans go nuts over!

　　Ariel: A dinglehopper!

　　Flounder: What about that one?

　　Scuttle: (Holding pipe) Ah - this I haven't seen in years. This is wonderful!

　　A banded, bulbous - snarfblat.

　　Ariel and Flounder: Oohhh.

　　Scuttle: Now, the snarfblat dates back to prehistorical times, when humans used

　　to sit around, and stare at each other all day. Got very boring. So, they

　　invented the snarfblat to make fine music. Allow me.

　　(Scuttle blows into the pipe; seaweed pops out the other end.)

　　Ariel: Music? Oh, the concert! Oh my gosh, my father's gonna kill me!

　　Flounder: The concert was today?

　　Scuttle: (Still contemplating pipe.) Maybe you could make a little planter

　　out of it or somethin'.

　　Ariel: Uh, I'm sorry, I've gotta go. Thank you Scuttle. (Waves.)

　　Scuttle: Anytime sweetie, anytime.

　　(Cut to Flotsam and Jetsam, then Ursula in background watching magic

　　projection of Ariel swimming.)

　　Ursula: Yeeeeeees, hurry home, princess. We wouldn't want to miss old daddy's

　　celebration, now, would we? Huh! Celebration indeed. Bah! In MY day, we

　　had fantastical feasts when I lived in the palace. And now, look at me -

　　wasted away to practically nothing - banished and exiled and practically

　　starving, while he and his flimsy fish-folk celebrate. Well, I'll give 'em

　　something to celebrate soon enough. Flotsam! Jetsam! I want you to keep an

　　extra close watch on this pretty little daughter of his. She may be the key

　　to Triton's undoing. . . .

　　(Fade to the palace throne room where Ariel is being admonished.)

　　Triton: I just don't know what we're going to do with you, young lady.

　　Ariel: Daddy, I'm sorry, I just forgot, I -

　　Triton: As a result of your careless behaviour -

　　Sebastian: Careless and reckless behaviour!

　　Triton: - the entire celebration was, er -

　　Sebastian: Well, it was ruined! That's all. Completely destroyed! This

　　concert was to be the pinnacle of my distinguished career. Now thanks to

　　you I am the laughing stock of the entire kingdom!

　　Flounder: But it wasn't her fault! Ah - well - first, ahh, this shark chased us

　　- yeah - yeah! And we tried to - but we couldn't - and - grrrrrrrrr - and -

　　and we - whoooaaaaaa - oh, and then we were safe. But then this seagull came,

　　and it was this is this, and that is that, and -

　　Triton: Seagull? What? Oh - you went up to the surface again, didn't you?

　　DIDN'T YOU?

　　Ariel: Nothing - happened. . . .

　　Triton: Oh, Ariel, How many times must we go through this? You could've been

　　seen by one of those barbarians - by - by one of those humans!

　　Ariel: Daddy, they're not barbarians!

　　Triton: They're dangerous. Do you think I want to see my youngest daughter

　　snared by some fish-eater's hook?

　　Ariel: I'm sixteen years old - I'm not a child anymore -

　　Triton: Don't you take that tone of voice with me young lady. As long as you

　　live under my ocean, you'll obey my rules!

　　Ariel: But if you would just listen -

　　Triton: Not another word - and I am never, NEVER to hear of you going to the

　　surface again. Is that clear? (Ariel leaves, crying.)

　　Sebastian: Hm! Teenagers. . . . They think they know everything. You give

　　them an inch, they swim all over you.

　　Triton: Do you, er, think I - I was too hard on her?

　　Sebastian: Definitely not. Why, if Ariel was my daughter, I'd show her who was

　　boss. None of this "flitting to the surface" and other such nonsense. No,

　　sir - I'd keep her under tight control.

　　Triton: You're absolutely right, Sebastian.

　　Sebastian: Of course.

　　Triton: Ariel needs constant supervision.

　　Sebastian: Constant.

　　Triton: Someone to watch over her - to keep her out of trouble.

　　Sebastian: All the time -

　　Triton: And YOU are just the crab to do it.

　　(Cut to Sebastian walking down corridor.)

　　Sebastian: How do I get myself into these situations? I should be writing

　　symphonies - not tagging along after some headstrong teenager. (Sees Ariel

　　and Flounder sneaking off and follows.) Hmm? What is that girl up to? (He

　　barely makes it into cave and sees Ariel's collection.) Huh?

　　Flounder: Ariel, are you okay?

　　Ariel: If only I could make him understand. I just don't see things the way he

　　does. I don't see how a world that makes such wonderful things - could be

　　bad.

　　Look at this stuff

　　Isn't it neat?

　　Wouldn't you think my collection's complete?

　　Wouldn't you think I'm the girl

　　The girl who has ev'rything?

　　Look at this trove

　　Treasures untold

　　How many wonders can one cavern hold?

　　Lookin' around here you'd think

　　Sure, she's got everything

　　I've got gadgets and gizmos aplenty

　　I've got whozits and whatzits galore

　　(You want thingamabobs?

　　I got twenty)

　　But who cares?

　　No big deal

　　I want more

　　I wanna be where the people are

　　I wanna see

　　Wanna see 'em dancin'

　　Walkin' around on those

　　(Whad'ya call 'em?) oh - feet

　　Flippin' your fins you don't get too far

　　Legs are required for jumpin', dancin'

　　Strollin' along down a

　　(What's that word again?) street

　　Up where they walk

　　Up where they run

　　Up where they stay all day in the sun

　　Wanderin' free

　　Wish I could be

　　Part of that world

　　What would I give

　　If I could live

　　Outta these waters?

　　What would I pay

　　To spend a day

　　Warm on the sand?

　　Betcha on land

　　They understand

　　Bet they don't reprimand their daughters

　　Bright young women

　　Sick o' swimmin'

　　Ready to stand

　　And ready to know what the people know

　　Ask 'em my questions

　　And get some answers

　　What's a fire and why does it

　　(What's the word?) burn?

　　When's it my turn?

　　Wouldn't I love

　　Love to explore that shore above?

　　Out of the sea

　　Wish I could be

　　Part of that world

　　(Sebastian has been struggling around and now comes crashing down making

　　a lot of noise.)

　　Ariel: Sebastian!?

　　Sebastian: Ariel - what, are you mad? How could you - what is all this?

　　Ariel: It, err, it's just my - collection. . . .

　　Sebastian: Oh. I see. Your collection. Hmmm. IF YOUR FATHER KNEW ABOUT THIS

　　PLACE HE'D -

　　Flounder: You're not gonna tell him, are you?

　　Ariel: Oh, please, Sebastian, he would never understand.

　　Sebastian: Ariel. You're under a lot of pressure down here. Come with me,

　　I'll take you home and get you something warm to drink. (A ship passes by

　　overhead.)

　　Ariel: What do you suppose?. . .

　　Sebastian: Ariel? Ariel!

　　(On surface. Fireworks in the sky around ship. Ariel looks on,

　　amazed. Sebastian and Flounder arrive.)

　　Sebastian: Ariel, what - what are you- jumpin' jellyfish! Ariel, Ariel!

　　Please come back! (Ariel swims to ship and watches party until Max finds

　　her.)

　　Eric: (Whistles.) Max, here boy. Hey, come on, mutt, whatcha doing, huh

　　Max? Good boy. (Ariel sees him and is stricken.)

　　Scuttle: Hey there, sweetie! Quite a show, eh?

　　Ariel: Scuttle, be quiet! They'll hear you.

　　Scuttle: Oooh, I gotcha, I gotcha. We're being intrepidatious. WE'RE OUT TO

　　DISCOVER! (Ariel grabs his beak.)

　　Ariel: I've never seen a human this close before. Oh - he's very handsome,

　　isn't he?

　　Scuttle: (Looking at Max) I dunno, he looks kinda hairy and slobbery to me.

　　Ariel: Not that one - the one playing the snarfblat.

　　Grimsby: Silence! Silence! It is now my honour and privilege to present our

　　esteemed Prince Eric with a very special, very expensive, very large birthday

　　present.

　　Eric: Ah, Grimsby - y'old beanpole, you shouldn't have.

　　Grimsby: I know. Happy birthday, Eric! (Large, gaudy statue of Eric is

　　revealed. Max growls.)

　　Eric: Gee, Grim. It's, err, it's, err - it's really somethin'. . . .

　　Grimsby: Yes, I commissioned it myself. Of course, I had hoped it would be a

　　wedding present, but . . .

　　Eric: Come on, Grim, don't start. Look, you're not still sore because I didn't

　　fall for the princess of Glauerhaven, are you?

　　Grimsby: Oh, Eric, it isn't me alone. The entire kingdom wants to see you

　　happily settled down with the right girl.

　　Eric: Well, she's out there somewhere. I just - I just haven't found her yet.

　　Grimsby: Well, perhaps you haven't been looking hard enough.

　　Eric: Believe me, Grim, when I find her I'll know - without a doubt. It'll

　　just - bam! - hit me - like lightning. (Lightning and thunder appear and the

　　sky grows dark.)

　　Sailor: Hurricane a'commin'!! Stand fast! Secure the riggin'! (Storm hits.)

　　Scuttle: Whoa! The wind's all of a sudden on the move here. (He is blown

　　away.) Oh! Ariel . . . (Ship crashes through storm. Lightning starts a fire.

　　A rock looms ahead.)

　　Eric: Look out! . . . (Ship crashes and all are thrown overboard except Max.)

　　Grim, hang on! (Sees Max.) Max! (Goes back to save him.) Jump Max! Come

　　on boy, jump! You can do it Max. (He saves Max but is trapped on board.)

　　Grimsby: ERIC! (Ship explodes. Ariel finds Eric near drowning and pulls him

　　away.)

　　(On beach. Ariel is sitting next to an unconscious Eric.)

　　Ariel: Is he - dead?

　　Scuttle: (Opens Eric's eyelid.) It's hard to say. (Puts his ear against Eric's

　　foot.) Oh, I - I can't make out a heartbeat.

　　Ariel: No, look! He's breathing. He's so, beautiful.

　　What would I give

　　To live where you are?

　　What would I pay

　　To stay here beside you?

　　What would I do to see you

　　Smiling at me?

　　Where would we walk?

　　Where would we run?

　　If we could stay all day in the sun?

　　Just you and me

　　And I could be

　　Part of your world

　　(Sebastian and Flounder have washed up and are watching scene. Max and

　　Grimsby approach. Ariel hurries away.)

　　Grimsby: Eric! Oh, Eric. You really delight in these sadistic strains on my

　　blood pressure, don't you?

　　Eric: A girl - rescued me. . . . She was - singing . . . she had the most -

　　beautiful voice.

　　Grimsby: Ah, Eric, I think you've swallowed a bit too much seawater. Off we

　　go. Come on, Max.

　　Sebastian: We just gotta forget this whole thing ever happened. The sea king

　　will never know. You won't tell him, I won't tell him. I will stay in one

　　piece.

　　Ariel:

　　I don't know when

　　I don't know how

　　But I know something's starting right now

　　Watch and you'll see

　　Some day I'll be

　　Part of your world

　　(Flotsam and Jetsam appear. Fade to Ursula watching from her chamber.)

　　Ursula: Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no. I can't stand it - it's too easy. The

　　child is in love with a human. And not just any human - a prince! Her