You must be tired from your walk; come closer
to Granny. The forest isn’t for little girls
to wander. I must have a talk with your mother.
Well, let’s see what she made me. What? You made
it all? Why, you’re just getting more and more talented!
Picking perfect fruit is difficult you know. Just look
at how shiny this red apple is! I can see my own face.
Take a look. Go on, don’t be shy. Good girl. Look
how pretty you are. Smile. That red coat goes very nicely
with that pretty blonde hair of yours. Where did you get that
blonde hair from? Not from me. But Granny made that coat
for you, remember? Of course you do. And you baked
this cherry pie all by yourself? And look at that! You even
wove the crust together – I’m very impressed. You should
be proud of yourself. Why aren’t you smiling? What’s wrong?
Come closer to Granny. Be a good girl and smile. Bad things
happen to pretty girls who don’t smile. Let Granny hold your
hand. It’s very pink, much softer than I remember. But what do
I know? Granny is losing her memory and her mind. Don’t look
at me with those big eyes. Stop worrying. Why don’t you smile?
Let me see your teeth. Now, hold still. I’ll show you mine.
Let me show you what a smile is supposed to look like.