Giselle: Robert.
Robert: My sweet Giselle. You’ve come back to me.
Giselle: I’m so sorry. I don’t want minions. Nancy! Where’s Edward?
Nancy: He stayed behind to protect Andalasia.
Giselle: Oh no.
Nancy: Please, we have to hurry! The magic is disappearing! We have to stop this or everything Andalasian will die.
Robert: And that means that you… will?
Giselle: No. No, I… I can fix this.
"Evil Queen": Stop! I wouldn’t if I were you.
Giselle: Morgan!
Tyson: Mother! What are you doing?
"Evil Queen": Oh, relax, darling. It’s just a little sleeping incantation. Actually, it was only meant for Giselle, but this’ll do.
Giselle: Malvina, you have to undo it!
"Evil Queen": Oh, and I shall. Your helpful scroll explained at the last stroke of midnight, your wish is permanent. And I like this world. So, you’re going to drop that wand and let the clock strike, and then, she’ll be free.
Giselle: But, if I do that, Andalasia dies.
"Evil Queen": And if you don’t do it, she dies.
Giselle: No!
Robert: Cease, evil witch!
"Evil Queen": Oh, Robert. Don’t you think you’re being a little harsh.
Giselle: Malvina, please, this isn’t you.
"Evil Queen": It is now. Just as YOU WISHED IT!
Giselle: No!
Giselle: Morgan.
Giselle: Oh! I feel weak!
Robert: Giselle. Giselle.
Morgan: What’s happening? Are you okay?
Giselle: I don’t know.
Giselle: No!
"Evil Queen": Isn’t it marvelous when two worlds come together in such harmony?
Giselle: When the clock strikes twelve, the spell will be set.
Robert: No! This is not how it ends.
Tyson: I’m coming with you!
Giselle: Robert.
"Evil Queen": Some heroes.
Tyson: What do we do?
Robert: It can’t strike midnight!
"Evil Queen": It’s like a wish come true.
Morgan: Please, hold on.
Giselle: I’m so sorry. This is all my fault.
Morgan: No, no, no. There has to be something else that we can do.
Giselle: I just wish… That piece of wand. Grab it.
"Evil Queen": Tick tock, tick tock!
Giselle: Morgan, you can’t break magic. Listen to me. You have to make a new wish, Morgan. My magic is almost gone.
"Evil Queen": Oh, according to your droll little scroll, no one but a true Andalasian can use that broken piece of kindling. But, go for it.
Morgan: She’s right. I can’t. I’m not a true daughter of Andalasia.
Giselle: You are a true daughter of Andalasia. Because, you are my daughter, Morgan. And I’ll tell you, how I absolutely know. It’s how I’d make a world for you, that never breaks your heart, where you can grow and thrive, and your every wish can flower. I will always love you, Morgan. I’m so proud of how I know you’ll carry on. I’ve known a lot of magic in my life, but never anything as strong, Love Power. My love for you has power. And you’ll have it there inside you when I’m gone.
Morgan: No. No.
Giselle: My love will be there. Ever after… When I’m…
Morgan: No! No! No, no, no, no! What do I wish for? Please! Please don’t go! Please don’t leave me! Please!
Pip: Giselle!
Morgan: What do I wish for?
"Evil Queen": Tick tock! Tick tock! Wait, where are the chimes? Why isn’t it midnight? Why isn’t it midnight?
Morgan: I wish I was home… with my mom.