Jake and the beanstalk story
The Story of Jack and the Beanstalk
Old English Fairy Tale - version written and illustrated by Leanne Guenther
Once upon a time, there lived a widow woman and her son, Jack, on their small farm in the country.
Every day, Jack would help his mother with the chores - chopping the wood, weeding the garden and milking the cow. But despite all their hard work, Jack and his mother were very poor with barely enough money to keep themselves fed.
"What shall we do, what shall we do?" said the widow, one spring day. "We don't have enough money to buy seed for the farm this year! We must sell our cow, Old Bess, and with the money buy enough seed to plant a good crop."
"All right, mother," said Jack, "it's market-day today. I'll go into town and sell Bessy."
So Jack took the cow's halter in his hand, walked through the garden gate and headed off toward town. He hadn't gone far when he met a funny-looking, old man who said to him, "Good morning,
Jack. "
"Good morning to you," said Jack, wondering how the little, old man knew his name.
"Where are you off to this fine morning?" asked the man.
"I'm going to market to sell our cow, Bessy."
"Well what a helpful son you are!" exclaimed the man, "I have a special deal for such a good boy like you."
The little, old man looked around to make sure no one was watching and then opened his hand to show Jack what he held.
"Beans?" asked Jack, looking a little confused.
"Three magical bean seeds to be exact, young man. One, two, three! So magical are they, that if you plant them over-night, by morning they grow right up to the sky," promised the funny little man. "And because you're such a good boy, they're all yours in trade for that old milking cow."
"Really?" said Jack, "and you're quite sure they're magical?"
"I am indeed! And if it doesn't turn out to be true you can have your cow back.
"
"Well that sounds fair," said Jack, as he handed over Bessy's halter, pocketed the beans and headed back home to show his mother.
"Back already, Jack?" asked his mother; "I see you haven't got Old Bess -- you've sold her so quickly. How much did you get for her?"
Jack smiled and reached into his pocket, "Just look at these beans, mother; they're magical, plant them over-night and----"
"What!" cried Jack's mother. "Oh, silly boy! How could you give away our milking cow for three measly beans." And with that she did the worst thing Jack had ever seen her do - she burst into tears.
Jack ran upstairs to his little room in the attic, so sorry he was, and threw the beans angrily out the window thinking, "How could I have been so foolish - I've broken my mother's heart." After much tossing and turning, at last Jack dropped off to sleep.
When Jack woke up the next morning, his room looked strange.
The sun was shining into part of it like it normally did, and yet all the rest was quite dark and shady. So Jack jumped up and
dressed himself and went to the window. And what do you think he saw? Why, the beans he had thrown out of the window into the garden had sprung up into a big beanstalk which went up and up and
up until it reached the sky.
Using the leaves and twisty vines like the rungs of a ladder, Jack climbed and climbed until at last, he reached the sky. And when he got there he found a long, broad road winding its way through the clouds to a tall, square castle off in the distance.
Jack ran up the road toward the castle and just as he reached it, the door swung open to reveal a horrible lady giant, with one great eye in the middle of her forehead.
As soon as Jack saw her he turned to run away, but she caught him, and dragged him into the castle.
"Don't be in such a hurry, I'm sure a growing boy like you would like a nice, big breakfast," said the great, big, tall woman, "It's been so long since I got to make breakfast for a boy.
"
Well, the lady giant wasn't such a bad sort, after all -- even if she was a bit odd. She took Jack into the kitchen, and gave him a chunk of cheese and a glass of milk. But Jack had only taken a few bites when thump! thump! thump! the whole house began to tremble with the noise of someone coming.
"Goodness gracious me! It's my husband," said the giant woman, wringing her hands, "what on earth shall I do? There's nothing he likes better than boys broiled on toast and I haven't any bread left. Oh dear, I never should have let you stay for breakfast. Here, come quick and jump in here." And she hurried Jack into a large copper pot sitting beside the stove just as her husband, the giant, came in.
He ducked inside the kitchen and said, "I'm ready for my breakfast -- I'm so hungry I could eat three cows. Ah, what's this I smell?
Fee-fi-fo-fum,
I smell the blood of an Englishman,
Be he alive, or be he dead
I'll have his bones to grind my bread.
"Nonsense, dear," said his wife, "we haven't had a boy for breakfast in years. Now you go and wash up and by the time you come back your breakfast'll be ready for you."
So the giant went off to tidy up -- Jack was about to make a run for it when the woman stopped him. "Wait until he's asleep," she said, "he always has a little snooze after breakfast."
Jack peeked out of the copper pot just as the giant returned to the kitchen carrying a basket filled with golden eggs and a sickly-looking, white hen. The giant poked the hen and growled, "Lay" and the hen laid an egg made of gold which the giant added to the basket.
After his breakfast, the giant went to the closet and pulled out a golden harp with the face of a sad, young girl. The giant poked the harp and growled, "Play" and the harp began to play
a gentle tune while her lovely face sang a lullaby. Then the giant began to nod his head and to snore until the house shook.
When he was quite sure the giant was asleep, Jack crept out of the copper pot and began to tiptoe out of the kitchen. Just as he was about to leave, he heard the sound of the harp-girl weeping. Jack bit his lip, sighed and returned to the kitchen. He grabbed the sickly hen and the singing harp, and began to tiptoe back out. But this time the hen gave a cackle which woke the giant, and just as Jack got out of the house he heard him calling, "Wife, wife, what have you done with my white hen and my golden harp?"
Jack ran as fast as he could and the giant, realizing he had been tricked, came rushing after - away from the castle and down the broad, winding road. When he got to the beanstalk the giant was only twenty yards away when suddenly he saw Jack disappear - confused, the giant peered through the clouds and saw Jack underneath climbing down for dear life. The giant stomped his foot and roared angrily.
Fee-fi-fo-fum,
I smell the blood of an Englishman,
Be he alive, or be he dead
I'll have his bones to grind my bread.
The giant swung himself down onto the beanstalk which shook with his weight. Jack slipped, slid and climbed down the beanstalk as quickly as he could, and after him climbed the giant.
As he neared the bottom, Jack called out, "Mother! Please! Hurry, bring me an axe, bring me an axe." And his mother came rushing out with Jack's wood chopping axe in her hand, but when she came to the enormous beanstalk she stood stock still with fright.
Jack jumped down, got hold of the axe and began to chop away at the beanstalk. Luckily, because of all the chores he'd done over the years, he'd become quite good at chopping and it didn't
take long for him to chop through enough of the beanstalk that it began to teeter. The giant felt the beanstalk shake and quiver so he stopped to see what was the matter. Then Jack gave one
last big chop with the axe, and the beanstalk began to topple over. Then the giant fell down and broke his crown, and the beanstalk came toppling after.
The singing harp thanked Jack for rescuing her from the giant - she had hated being locked up in the closet all day and night and wanted nothing more than to sit in the farmhouse window and sing to the birds and the butterflies in the sunshine.
With a bit of patience and his mother's help, it didn't take long for Jack to get the sickly hen back in good health and the grateful hen continued to lay a fresh golden egg every day.
Jack used the money from selling the golden eggs to buy back Old Bess, purchase seed for the spring crop and to fix up his mother's farm. He even had enough left over to invite every one of his neighbours over for a nice meal, complete with music from the singing harp.
And so Jack, his mother, Old Bess, the golden harp and the white hen lived happy ever after.
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There was once upon a time a poor widow who had an only son named Jack, and a cow named Milky-White.
All they had to live on was the milk the cow gave every morning, which they carried to the market and sold - until one morning Milky-White gave no milk.
“What shall we do, what shall we do?” said the widow, wringing her hands.
“Cheer up mother, I’ll go and get work somewhere,” said Jack.
“We’ve tried that before, and nobody would take you,” said his mother. “We must sell Milky-White and with the money, start a shop or something.”
“Alright, mother,” said Jack. “It’s market day today, and I’ll soon sell Milky-White, and then we’ll see what we can do.”
So he took the cow, and off he started. He hadn’t gone far when he met a funny looking old man, who said to him, “Good morning, Jack.”
“Good morning to you,” said Jack, and wondered how he knew his name.
“Well Jack, where are you off to?” Said the man.
“I’m going to market to sell our cow there.”
“Oh, you look the proper sort of chap to sell cows,” said the man. “I wonder if you know how many beans make five.
”
“Two in each hand and one in your mouth,” said Jack, as sharp as a needle.
“Right you are,” says the man, “and here they are, the very beans themselves,” he went on, pulling out of his pocket a number of strange looking beans. “As you are so sharp,” said he, “I don’t mind doing a swap with you — your cow for these beans.”
“Go along,” said Jack. “You take me for a fool!”
“Ah! You don’t know what these beans are,” said the man. “If you plant them overnight, by morning they grow right up to the sky.”
“Really?” said Jack. “You don’t say so.”
“Yes, that is so. If it doesn’t turn out to be true you can have your cow back.”
“Right,” said Jack, and handed him over Milky-White, then pocketed the beans.
Back home goes Jack and says to his mother, “You’ll never guess mother what I got for Milky-White.”
His mother became very excited, “Five pounds? Ten? Fifteen? No, it can’t be twenty.”
“I told you that you couldn’t guess. What do you say to these beans? They’re magical.
Plant them overnight and — ”
“What!” Exclaimed Jack’s mother. “Have you been such a fool, such a dolt, such an idiot? Take that! Take that! Take that! As for your precious beans, here they go out of the window. Now off with you to bed. Not a sup shall you drink, and not a bit shall you swallow this very night.”
So Jack went upstairs to his little room in the attic, sad and sorry he was, to be sure. At last he dropped off to sleep.
When he woke up, the room looked so funny. The sun was shining into part of it, and yet all the rest was quite dark and shady. Jack jumped up and went to the window. What do you think he saw? Why, the beans his mother had thrown out of the window into the garden had sprung up into a giant beanstalk which went up and up and up until it reached the sky. So the man spoke truth after all!
The beanstalk grew up quite close past Jack’s window, so all he had to do was to open it and give a jump onto the beanstalk which ran up just like a big ladder.
So Jack climbed, and climbed, and climbed, and climbed, and climbed, and climbed, and he climbed until at last he reached the sky. When he got there he found a long broad road going as straight as a dart. So he walked along, and walked along, and he walked along until he came to a great big tall house, and on the doorstep there was a great big tall woman.
“Good morning, ma’am,” said Jack, quite politely. “Could you be so kind as to give me some breakfast?” For he was as hungry as a hunter.
“It’s breakfast you want, is it?” said the great big tall woman. “It’s breakfast you’ll be if you don’t move off from here. My man is an ogre and there’s nothing he likes better than boys boiled on toast. You’d better be moving on or he’ll be coming.”
“Oh! please mum, do give me something to eat, mum. I’ve had nothing to eat since yesterday morning, really and truly, mum,” said Jack. “I may as well be boiled as die of hunger.”
Well, the ogre’s wife was not half so bad after all, so she took Jack into the kitchen, and gave him a hunk of bread and cheese and a jug of milk.
Jack hadn’t half finished these when thump, thump, thump! The whole house began to tremble with the noise of someone coming.
“Goodness gracious me! It’s my old man,” said the ogre’s wife. “What on earth shall I do? Come along quick and jump in here.” She bundled Jack into the oven just as the ogre came in. He was a big one, to be sure. At his belt he had three calves strung up by the heels, and he unhooked them and threw them down onto the table and said:
"Fee-fi-fo-fum,
I smell the blood of an Englishman,
Be he alive, or be he dead,
I’ll have his bones to grind my bread."
“Nonsense, dear,” said his wife. “You’re dreaming. Or perhaps you smell the scraps of that little boy you liked so much for yesterday’s dinner. Here you go, and have a wash and tidy up. By the time you come back your breakfast’ll be ready for you.”
So off the ogre went, and Jack was just going to jump out of the oven and run away when the woman told him, “Wait till he’s asleep. He always has a doze after breakfast.
” Well, the ogre had his breakfast, and after that he went to a big chest and took out a couple of bags of gold, and down he sat and counted until at last his head began to nod and he began to snore until the whole house shook again.
Jack then crept out on tip-toe from the oven, and as he was passing the ogre, he took one of the bags of gold from under his arm, and off he peltered until he came to the beanstalk, and then he threw down the bag of gold, which of course fell into his mother’s garden. He climbed down and down until at last he got home and told his mother and showed her the gold and said, “Well, mother, wasn’t I right about the beans? They are really magical, you see.”
So they lived on the bag of gold for some time, until at last they came to the end of it, and Jack made up his mind to try his luck once more at the top of the beanstalk. So one fine morning he rose up early, and got onto the beanstalk, and he climbed, and climbed, and climbed, and climbed, and climbed, and he climbed until at last he came out onto the road again and up to the great tall house he had been to before.
There, sure enough, was the great tall woman a-standing on the doorstep.
“Good morning, mum,” said Jack, as bold as brass, “could you be so good as to give me something to eat?”
“Go away, my boy,” said the big tall woman, “or else my man will eat you up for breakfast. Aren’t you the youngster who came here once before? Do you know, that very day my man missed one of his bags of gold.”
“That’s strange, mum,” said Jack, “I dare say I could tell you something about that, but I’m so hungry I can’t speak until I’ve had something to eat.”
Well, the big tall woman was so curious that she took him in and gave him something to eat. He had scarcely begun munching it as slowly as he could when thump! thump! They heard the giant’s footstep, and his wife hid Jack away in the oven.
All happened as it did before. In came the ogre as he did before, said, “Fee-fi-fo-fum,” and had his breakfast off three boiled oxen.
Then he said, “Wife, the hen that lays the golden eggs.
” So she brought it, and the ogre said, “Lay,” and it laid an egg all of gold. Then the ogre began to nod his head, and to snore until the house shook. Jack crept out of the oven on tip-toe and caught hold of the golden hen, and was off before you could say “Jack Robinson.” This time the hen gave a cackle which woke the ogre, and just as Jack got out of the house he heard him calling, “Wife, wife, what have you done with my golden hen?”
The wife said, “Why, my dear?” But that was all Jack heard, for he rushed off to the beanstalk and climbed down like a house on fire. When he got home he showed his mother the wonderful hen, and said “Lay” to it; and it laid a golden egg every time he said “Lay.”
Well it wasn’t long before that Jack made up his mind to have another try at his luck up there at the top of the beanstalk. One fine morning he rose up early and got to the beanstalk, and climbed, and climbed, and climbed, and he climbed until he got to the top.
This time he knew better than to go straight to the ogre’s house. When he got near it, he waited behind a bush until he saw the ogre’s wife come out with a pail to get some water, and then he crept into the house and got into a big copper pot. He hadn’t been there long when he heard thump, thump, thump! As before, and in came the ogre and his wife.
“Fee-fi-fo-fum, I smell the blood of an Englishman,” cried out the ogre. “I smell him, wife, I smell him.”
“Do you, my dearie?” said the ogre’s wife. “Then, if it’s that little rogue that stole your gold and the hen that laid the golden eggs he’s sure to have gotten into the oven.” And they both rushed to the oven.
Jack wasn’t there, luckily. So the ogre sat down to the breakfast and ate it, but every now and then he would mutter, “Well, I could have sworn –” and he’d get up and search the larder and the cupboards and everything, only, luckily, he didn’t think of the copper pot.
After breakfast was over, the ogre called out, “Wife, wife, bring me my golden harp.” So she brought it and put it on the table before him. Then he said, “Sing!” The golden harp sang most beautifully. It went on singing until the ogre fell asleep, and commenced to snore like thunder.
Then Jack lifted up the copper lid very quietly and got down like a mouse and crept on hands and knees until he came to the table, when up he crawled, caught hold of the golden harp and dashed with it towards the door. But the harp called out quite loudly, “Master! Master!” The ogre woke up just in time to see Jack running off with his harp.
Jack ran as fast as he could, and the ogre came rushing after, and would soon have caught him, only Jack had a start and dodged him a bit and knew where he was going. When he got to the beanstalk the ogre was not more than twenty yards away when suddenly he saw Jack disappear. When he came to the end of the road he saw Jack underneath climbing down for dear life. Well, the ogre didn’t like trusting himself to such a ladder, and he stood and waited, so Jack got another start.
Just then the harp cried out, “Master! Master!” and the ogre swung himself down onto the beanstalk, which shook with his weight.
Down climbed Jack, and after him climbed the ogre. By this time Jack had climbed down, and climbed down, and climbed down until he was very nearly home. So he called out, “Mother! Mother! Bring me an axe, bring me an axe!” His mother came rushing out with the axe in her hand, but when she came to the beanstalk she stood stuck still with fright, for there she saw the ogre with his legs just through the clouds.
Jack jumped down and took hold of the axe and gave a chop at the beanstalk which cut it half in two. The ogre felt the beanstalk shake and quiver, so he stopped to see what was the matter. Then Jack gave another chop with the axe, and the beanstalk was cut in two and began to topple over. Then the ogre fell down and broke his crown, and the beanstalk came toppling after.
Jack showed his mother his golden harp, and with showing that and selling the golden eggs, Jack and his mother became very rich, and he married a great princess, and they lived happy ever after.
Jack and the beanstalk summary.
Fairy tale "Jack and the beanstalk" Once upon a time there was a boy named Jack. His father died a long time ago, and he and his mother were left alone. They were very poor. More precisely, they had nothing but a single cow that gave them milk.
But, alas, the day came when the cow stopped being milked, and Jack's mother decided that it was better to sell her then. She ordered to take the cow to the nearest town and sell it there at the fair. “Yes, to make it as expensive as possible,” she strictly punished. Jack set off. But as soon as he walked a couple of miles, he saw a strange little old man, barely reaching his shoulder, walking along the road towards him.
- Hello boy! Sell me your cow, the old man suggested. “And in payment I will give you five beans. If you plant them in the ground, they will soon make you rich.
Before Jack had time to utter a word in response, the old man disappeared with the cow, as if he did not exist at all.
Jack wondered if he had done the right thing by agreeing to such an exchange. What will the mother say to that? But the deed was done, and with a heavy heart he went back home.
- How? Why are you back so soon? - the mother was surprised. - Well, how many coins did you sell the cow for?
- For five beans.
- What a dumbass you are! We need money so much, there is nothing in the house! the mother yelled at Jack. “And how could you come up with such a thing!”
She grabbed the beans and threw them out the window and sent Jack to bed hungry. When Jack woke up the next morning, he couldn't recognize his little room. She was bathed in a pleasant greenish light. Jack went to the window and saw an amazing picture - the beans that his mother threw out of the window yesterday sprouted overnight, their shoots intertwined into a huge stalk that went up high, high into the very sky.
Jack dressed carefully so as not to wake his sleeping mother, climbed over the window sill right onto the stalk and began to climb it.
He was simply sure that the wealth that the old man had told him about was waiting for him up there.
Jack got higher and higher. He looked down - the ground was so far away that he was afraid, his head was spinning, and Jack almost broke and fell. He decided not to look down any longer and stubbornly climbed up. Finally, he hit the clouds, climbed a little higher and saw a long road.
Jack started down the road and soon saw a huge castle ahead. He walked up to the castle gate and knocked. Soon a huge woman opened the door for him.
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
Jack and the beanstalk Jack and the Beanstalk ) is an English folk tale about a brave boy Jack who defeats a giant.
Plot
A widow forced to sell her cow sends her son Jack to the market. On the way, Jack meets an old man who offers to exchange the cow for magic beans, from which the stalk will supposedly grow to the sky. An angry mother, having learned about this deal, throws the beans out the window.
The next morning, Jack sees that the old man was telling the truth. The curious boy climbs the stem until he finds a road leading to a house. At the house, Jack meets a giantess and asks her to feed him. A kind woman fulfills his request. But then the owner of the house, the cannibal giant, returns home. The giantess hides Jack in the stove. The giant who enters says:
When the giant falls asleep, Jack goes home. However, he then returns to steal the bag of gold and the goose that lays golden eggs. The ogre gives chase, but Jack, cutting down the stem, defeats the giant.
In books
The tale is known in different versions. It first appeared in print in 1807 in an adaptation by Benjamin Tabart, in which the author introduces a new character - a fairy who explains the moral of the tale to Jack.
Joseph Jacobs version Russian 1890 year is the most popular.
Cultural influence
- The first film based on the tale appeared in 1902: Jack and the Beanstalk, a silent short film by George Fleming and Edwin Stanton Porter.
- In the USA, the fairy tale was filmed twice - in 1962 and 2013 (the second time - under the title "Jack the Giant Slayer").
- Based on the plot of this fairy tale, a Japanese full-length anime film "Jack in Wonderland" was staged.
- In the cartoon Puss in Boots, part of the storyline is based on this fairy tale.
- In the cartoon "Merry and Carefree", the second part is a free retelling of the tale, in which the role of the giant is played by Willy the Giant, and the role of Jack is Mickey Mouse.
- In the computer game Dizzy 3: Fantasy World Dizzy, released in October 1989 by Codemasters, the main character, an egg named Dizzy, rescues his beloved Daisy, who has been placed by a wizard in a castle in the clouds. According to the plot, Dizzy trades a small horse with a merchant in the market for a magic bean, plants it in manure and climbs up into the clouds along the grown stalk.
- In the animated series Family Guy season 12 episode 10 Peter tells Stewie 3 fairy tales, the first one is about Jack and the magic beans.
- The plot of the fairy tale is used in the musical feature film "Into the Woods" directed by Rob Marshall and produced by Walt Disney Pictures.
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“It's all some kind of fronding mania,” he continued. - And before whom? And all because we want to ape stupid Moscow delights, ”said Prince Vasily, confused for a moment and forgetting that Helen had to laugh at Moscow delights, while Anna Pavlovna had to admire them. But he immediately recovered. - Well, is it proper for Count Kutuzov, the oldest general in Russia, to sit in the chamber, et il en restera pour sa peine! [His troubles will be in vain!] Is it possible to appoint a man who cannot sit on horseback, falls asleep at the council, a man of the most bad morals! He proved himself well in Bucarest! I'm not talking about his qualities as a general, but is it possible at such a moment to appoint a decrepit and blind person, just blind? The blind general will be good! He doesn't see anything.
Play blind man's blind man... sees absolutely nothing!
No one objected to this.
On the 24th of July it was absolutely right. But on July 29, Kutuzov was granted the princely dignity. Princely dignity could also mean that they wanted to get rid of him - and therefore the judgment of Prince Vasily continued to be correct, although he was in no hurry to express it now. But on August 8, a committee was assembled from General Field Marshal Saltykov, Arakcheev, Vyazmitinov, Lopukhin and Kochubey to discuss the affairs of the war. The committee decided that the failures were due to differences of command, and, despite the fact that the persons who made up the committee knew the sovereign's dislike for Kutuzov, the committee, after a short meeting, proposed appointing Kutuzov commander in chief. And on the same day, Kutuzov was appointed plenipotentiary commander of the armies and the entire region occupied by the troops.
On August 9, Prince Vasily met again at Anna Pavlovna's with l "homme de beaucoup de merite [a person of great dignity].
L" homme de beaucoup de merite courted Anna Pavlovna on the occasion of the desire to appoint Empress Maria Feodorovna as a trustee of the women's educational institution. Prince Vasily entered the room with the air of a happy winner, a man who had achieved the goal of his desires.
Eh bien, vous savez la grande nouvelle? Le prince Koutouzoff est marechal. [Well s, you know the great news? Kutuzov - field marshal.] All disagreements are over. I'm so happy, so glad! - said Prince Vasily. – Enfin voila un homme, [Finally, this is a man.] – he said, significantly and sternly looking around at everyone in the living room. L "homme de beaucoup de merite, despite his desire to get a place, could not help but remind Prince Vasily of his previous judgment. (This was impolite both in front of Prince Vasily in Anna Pavlovna's drawing room, and in front of Anna Pavlovna, who was just as joyfully received the news; but he could not resist.)
- Mais on dit qu "il est aveugle, mon prince? [But they say he is blind?] - he said, reminding Prince Vasily of his own words.
- Allez donc, il y voit assez, [Eh, nonsense, he is enough sees, believe me.] - said Prince Vasily in his bassy, quick voice with a cough, that voice and cough with which he resolved all difficulties. - Allez, il y voit assez, - he repeated. - And what I'm glad about, - he continued "This is the fact that the sovereign gave him complete power over all the armies, over the entire region, - a power that no commander in chief has ever had. This is another autocrat," he concluded with a victorious smile.
Once upon a time there lived a poor widow, and she had only one son, Jack, and a cow Belyanka. The cow gave milk every morning, and the mother and son sold it in the bazaar - they lived on this. But one time Belyanka did not give milk, and they simply did not know what to do.
How can we be? How to be? - repeated the mother, wringing her hands.
Cheer up, mother! Jack said. - I'll get someone to work with.
But you've already tried to get hired, but no one hires you, - answered the mother.
- No, apparently, we will have to sell our Belyanka and open a shop with the proceeds or do some other business.
All right, Mom, Jack agreed. - Today is just a market day, and I will quickly sell Belyanka. And then we'll decide what to do.
And so Jack took the reins in his hands and led the cow to the market. But he did not have time to go far, as he met with some wonderful old man.
Good morning, Jack! - said the old man.
Good morning to you too! - answered Jack, and he himself is surprised: how does the old man know his name?
Well, Jack, where are you going? - asked the old man.
To the market, to sell a cow.
Yes, yes! Who should trade cows if not you! the old man laughed. “Tell me, how many beans does it take to make five?”
Exactly two in each hand and one in your mouth! - answered Jack: he was not a small miss.
That's right! - said the old man. - Look, here they are, these same beans! - and the old man pulled out a handful of some outlandish beans from his pocket.
“And since you’re so smart,” the old man continued, “I’m not averse to swapping with you - beans for you, a cow for me!”
Go on your way! Jack got angry. - That would be better!
Uh, you don't know what beans are, said the old man. - Plant them in the evening, and by morning they will grow to the sky.
Huh? Truth? Jack was surprised.
True truth! And if not, take your cow back.
Okay! - Jack agreed: he gave the old man Belyanka, and put the beans in his pocket.
Jack turned back and came home early - it was not yet dark.
How! Are you back yet, Jack? - mother was surprised. - I see Belyanka is not with you, so you sold her? How much did they give you for it?
You'll never guess, mom! Jack replied.
Huh? Oh my good! Five pounds? Ten? Fifteen? Well, twenty something would not give!
I said - you can't guess! What can you say about these beans? They are magical. Plant them in the evening and...
What?! cried Jack's mother.
“Are you really such a fool, such a blockhead, such an ass, that you gave away my Belyanka, the most dairy cow in the whole district, and besides, smooth, well-fed, for a handful of some bad beans?” It is for you! It is for you! It is for you! And your precious beans - get them out the window! .. Well, now you can sleep well! And don’t ask for food - you still won’t get a sip or a piece!
And then Jack went up to his attic, to his little room, sad, very sad: he was sorry for his mother, and he himself was left without supper.
Finally he did fall asleep.
And when I woke up, I barely recognized my room. The sun illuminated only one corner, and around it was dark, dark.
Jack jumped out of bed, got dressed and went to the window. And what did he see? Yes, something like a big tree. And it's his beans that sprouted. In the evening, Jack's mother threw them out of the window into the garden, they sprouted, and the huge stalk stretched and stretched up and up until it grew to the very sky.
It turns out that the old man spoke the truth!
The beanstalk grew right next to Jack's window. Here Jack opened the window, jumped on the stalk and climbed up as if on a ladder. And he kept climbing, and climbing, and climbing, and climbing, and climbing, and climbing, until, finally, he reached the very sky. There he saw a long and wide road, as straight as an arrow. I went along this road, and kept walking, and walking, and walking, until I came to a huge, huge tall house. And at the threshold of this house stood a huge, enormous, tall woman.
Good morning ma'am! Jack said very politely. - Be so kind as to give me something to eat, please!
After all, Jack went to bed without supper and was now as hungry as a wolf.
Would you like to have breakfast? - said a huge, enormous, tall woman. - Yes, you yourself will get another for breakfast if you don’t get out of here! My husband is a cannibal, and his favorite food is boys fried in breadcrumbs. You'd better leave while you're safe, otherwise he'll be back soon.
Oh, ma'am, I beg you, give me something to eat! Jack didn't hesitate. - I haven't had a crumb in my mouth since yesterday morning. I speak the true truth. And does it matter if they fry me or I will die of hunger?
I must say that the cannibal was a good woman. She took Jack into the kitchen and gave him a piece of bread and cheese and a pitcher of milk. But before Jack had time to eat even half of breakfast, when suddenly - top! top! top! - the whole house shook from someone's steps.
Oh my God! Yes, that's my old man! gasped the cannibal. - What to do? Quickly jump here!
And just as she pushed Jack into the oven, the ogre himself entered.
Well, he was great - a mountain-mountain! Three calves were dangling from his belt, tied by the legs. The cannibal untied them, threw them on the table and said:
Come on, wife, fry me a couple for breakfast! Wow! What does it smell like here?
Phi-fi-fo-fam,
I smell the spirit of the British there.
Whether he is dead or alive, -
He will go to my breakfast.
What are you, hubby? his wife told him. - You got it wrong. Or maybe it still smells like that little boy that we had yesterday for dinner - remember, he came to your taste. Come on, wash your face and change, and in the meantime I will prepare breakfast.
The cannibal went out, and Jack was about to get out of the oven and run away, but the cannibal didn't let him in.
Wait until he falls asleep, she said. - After breakfast, he always goes to sleep.
And so the cannibal had breakfast, then went up to a huge chest, took out two sacks of gold and sat down to count the coins. He counted, counted, finally began to nod off and began to snore, so much so that again the whole house began to shake.
Then Jack slowly got out of the oven, crept on tiptoe past the ogre, grabbed one bag of gold and God bless! - rushed to the beanstalk. He threw the bag down, right into the garden, and he himself began to go down the stem, lower and lower, until, at last, he found himself at his house.
Jack told his mother about everything that happened to him, handed her a bag of gold and said:
Well, mother, did I tell the truth about my beans? You see, they are really magical!
And so Jack and his mother began to live on the money that was in the bag. But in the end, the bag was empty, and Jack decided to try his luck at the top of the beanstalk one more time. One fine morning he got up early and climbed the beanstalk and climbed, and climbed, and climbed, and climbed, and climbed, and climbed, until finally he found himself on a familiar road and reached along it to a huge, enormous tall at home. Like last time, a huge, enormous, tall woman was standing at the threshold.
Good morning, ma'am, Jack told her as if nothing had happened. - Be so kind as to give me something to eat, please!
Get out of here, little boy! the giantess replied. - Otherwise, my husband will eat you at breakfast. Uh, no, wait a minute - aren't you the same boy that came here recently? You know, on that very day my husband lost a bag of gold.
What a miracle, ma'am! Jack says. “I could really say something about this, but I’m so hungry that until I eat at least a piece, I won’t be able to utter a word.
The giantess was so curious that she let Jack in and gave him something to eat. And Jack deliberately began to chew as slowly as possible. But suddenly - top! top! top! - the steps of the giant were heard, and the giantess again hid Jack in the furnace.
Then everything was the same as last time: the ogre came in, said: "Fi-fi-fo-fam..." and so on, had breakfast with three fried bulls, and then ordered his wife:
Wife, bring me a chicken - the one that lays golden eggs!
The giantess brought it, and the ogre said to the hen: “Rush!” - and she laid a golden egg. Then the cannibal began to nod and began to snore so that the whole house shook.
Then Jack slowly got out of the oven, grabbed the golden hen and fled in an instant. But then the hen cackled and woke up the ogre. And just as Jack was running out of the house, the giant's voice was heard:
Wife, hey, wife, don't touch my golden hen!
And his wife answered him:
What did it seem to you, hubby?
That was all Jack heard.
He rushed with all his might to the beanstalk and almost flew down it.
Jack returned home, showed his mother the miracle chicken and shouted:
And the hen laid a golden egg. Since then, every time Jack told her to “go!”, the hen laid a golden egg.
That's it. But this was not enough for Jack, and soon he again decided to try his luck at the top of the beanstalk. One fine morning he got up early and climbed the beanstalk and climbed and climbed and climbed and climbed until he reached the very top. True, this time he was careful not to immediately enter the cannibals' house, but crept up to him slowly and hid in the bushes. He waited until the giantess went with a bucket for water, and - sniffed into the house! Climbed into the copper cauldron and waits. He did not wait long; suddenly hears the familiar “top! top! top!” And now the ogre and his wife enter the room.
Fi-fi-fo-fam, I smell the spirit of the British there! - shouted the cannibal. - I can smell it, wife!
Can you really hear it, hubby? says the giantess.
- Well, if this is the tomboy who stole your gold and a chicken with golden eggs, he certainly is sitting in the stove!
And both rushed to the stove. Good thing Jack didn't hide in it!
Always you with your "fi-fi-fo-fam!" - said the cannibal. - Yes, it smells like the boy you caught yesterday. I just fried it for you for breakfast. Well, I have a memory! Yes, and you are good too - for so many years you have not learned to distinguish a living spirit from a dead one!
Finally the cannibal sat down at the table to have breakfast. But he kept mumbling:
Yes, but still I can swear that ... - and getting up from the table, he searched the pantry, and chests, and supplies ... He searched all the corners and nooks and crannies, only I didn’t think to look into the copper cauldron.
But then the ogre had breakfast and shouted:
Wife, wife, bring me my golden harp! The wife brought the harp and placed it on the table in front of him.
Sing! - ordered the giant to the harp.
And the golden harp sang so well that you will listen! And she sang and sang until the ogre fell asleep and began to snore: and he snored so loudly that it seemed like thunder was rumbling.
Here Jack lightly lifted the lid of the boiler. He got out of it quietly, quietly, like a mouse, and crawled on all fours to the very table. He climbed onto the table, grabbed the golden harp, and rushed to the door.
But the harp called loudly:
Master! Master!
The ogre woke up and saw Jack running away with his harp.
Jack ran headlong, and the cannibal followed him and, of course, would have caught him, but Jack was the first to rush to the door; besides, he knew the road well. Here he jumped on the beanstalk, and the cannibal catches up. But suddenly Jack disappeared somewhere. The cannibal ran to the end of the road, he sees Jack already below - from the last strength he is in a hurry. The giant was afraid to step on a shaky stalk, stopped, stands, and Jack went down even lower.
But then the harp called again:
Master! Master!
The giant stepped on the beanstalk and the beanstalk shook under his weight.
Here Jack goes down and down, and the ogre behind him. And when Jack got to the roof of his house, he shouted:
Mom! Mother! Bring the axe, bring the axe! Mother ran out with an ax in her hands, rushed to the beanstalk, and froze in horror: after all, upstairs the giant had already pierced the clouds with his legs. Finally, Jack jumped down to the ground, grabbed an ax and slashed at the beanstalk so hard that he almost cut it in half.
The man-eater felt that the stalk was swaying violently and stopped. "What happened?" - thinks. Here Jack strikes with an ax again - he completely cut the beanstalk. The stalk swayed and collapsed, and the ogre fell to the ground and twisted his neck.
Jack showed his mother a golden harp, and then they began to show it for money, and also sell golden eggs. And when they got rich, Jack married the princess and lived happily ever after.
Composer Randy Miller Mounting Andrew Cohen Operator Brian Bough Screenwriters Flip Kobler , Cindy Marcus Painters Julia Shklar , Michael Walsh
Did you know that
- In the original fairy tale, it was not a video game cow that was sold for beans, but a real animal.
- The harp maker goes by the name of Very Sadius, which plays on his emotional state: "very sad".
- Pillow fight - the invention of the director, who is a fan of martial arts, so that the clash came to the children's category of the film, exactly such "weapons" of the ninja were involved.
- A lumberjack who claims he would like to work in a pet supply store is a reference to the Monty Python episode about the dead parrot, where the situation is exactly the opposite.
- Christopher Lloyd, as a teacher, works in a classroom where there is a drawing of Doc Brown's time travel device from the famous film "Back to the Future" - the actor played this character in 1985.
More facts (+2)
Errors in the movie
- Jack's computer toy is at the teacher's place during the lesson, but after class the boy takes it out of his desk.
- The food shelf in Jack's house has been empty for a very long time, it is covered with dust and cobwebs, and the boy is surprised by this, as if he had just learned that there is no food.
- In the ninja pillow fight scene, the white warrior is presented as Chloe Moretz, but in shots lasting two seconds or more, it is clear that the person fighting is of Asian appearance and is much taller.
Plot
Warning, the text may contain spoilers!
In an atmosphere of chic noir, a little boy pursues a villain in a metropolis at night and rescues a beautiful girl from captivity. But these are just fantasies: in reality, schoolboy Jack is sitting at the most ordinary lesson in an ordinary school for fairy-tale characters.
A strict teacher threatens to leave him for the second year, because the negligent student did not decide on a real feat.
Confused Jack gets beans by chance. One of them is eaten by Grace's pet goose and becomes magical, the rest grow into giant stems.
The boy and the goose go up into the clouds and meet the girl Gillian. Together they must free her friend, who has been turned into a harp by an evil giant. A new acquaintance turns out to be a traitor and leads them straight into the clutches of a giant.
The villain confesses that he manipulated the girl, so she goes over to Jack's side, this time for good. Children learn the truth about their own fathers, who languished in the giant's dungeon, the common pain brings them together.
Meanwhile, Jack's mother does her best to prevent the town authorities from cutting down the mysterious stems: she understands that this is the only way home from heaven for her son.
Together, the children kidnap the harp and release it from the spell, then descend to the ground. Goose Grayson retains his magical abilities and demands that the stern teacher Jack count the school year.
A just wish is granted and the boy accepts congratulations from his friends.
A long time ago, or rather, I don't remember when, there lived a poor widow with her son. There was nowhere for them to wait for help, so they fell into such need that sometimes there was not even a handful of flour in the house, not even a patch of hay for a cow.
One day a mother says:
Apparently, there's nothing to do, Jack, we'll have to sell the cow.
Why? Jack asked.
He still asks why! Yes, to buy bread to feed, your stupid head!
All right, - agreed Jack. - Tomorrow morning I will take Buruya to the market. I'll take a good price for it, don't worry.
The next day, early in the morning, Jack got up, got ready and drove the cow to the market. The path was not close, and Jack often turned off the dusty road to rest himself in the shade and let the cow nibble on the fresh grass.
That's how he sits under a tree and suddenly sees: some wonderful short man is wandering towards him with a skinny knapsack behind his back.
Good afternoon, Jack! - said the wonderful short man and stopped beside him. - Where are you going?
Good afternoon, I don't know your name, Jack said. I'm going to the market to sell a cow.
Sell it to me and be done with it, the little man suggested.
With pleasure, said Jack. Anything is better than stomping back and forth in the heat. How much will you give for it?
So much that you never dreamed!
Come on! - Jack laughed. - What I dreamed about, I only know about.
Meanwhile, the little man took off his knapsack from his shoulder, rummaged through it, took out five simple beans and handed them to Jack:
Hold. Let's count.
What is it? - Jack was amazed. - Five beans for a whole cow?
Five beans, - the little man confirmed importantly. - But what beans! Plant in the evening - by morning they will grow to the very sky.
Impossible! - exclaimed Jack, looking at the beans. - And when they grow to the sky, then what?
All right, deal with it! Jack agreed.
He was tired from walking and from the heat and was glad to turn home. In addition, his curiosity dismantled: what kind of curiosity is this?
He took the beans and gave the shorty a cow. But where he drove her, in which direction, Jack did not notice.
It seems that they were just standing nearby and suddenly disappeared - neither a cow nor a wonderful passerby.
Jack returned home and said to his mother:
I sold the cow. Look what a wonderful price they gave me for it.” And he showed her five beans.
The next morning, Jack woke up not in the old way. Usually the sun woke him up with its bright light in his face, but now the room was in twilight. "Rain in the yard, or what?" - thought Jack, jumped out of bed and looked out the window.
What miracles! A whole forest of stems, leaves and fresh green shoots swayed before his very eyes. During the night the bean sprouts grew to the sky; an unfamiliar wonderful staircase rose in front of Jack: wide, powerful, green, sparkling in the sun.
"Well, well," said Jack to himself. "
And then he remembered the words of yesterday's little man: "And then see for yourself."
I'll see, Jack decided.
He climbed out of the window and began to climb up the beanstalk.
He climbed higher and higher, higher and higher. It is terrible to think how high he had to climb before he finally reached the sky. A wide white road lay before him. He went along this road and soon saw a huge house, and a huge woman was standing on the threshold of this huge house.
What a wonderful morning! - Jack greeted her. - And what a wonderful house you have, mistress!
What do you want? grumbled the giantess, eyeing the boy suspiciously.
Good hostess! answered Jack. “I haven’t had a crumb in my mouth since yesterday, and yesterday I didn’t have supper. Will you give me just a tiny piece for breakfast?
For breakfast! The giantess smiled. “Know that if you don’t get out of here right now, you’ll become breakfast yourself.
”
How is it? Jack asked.
And so that my husband is a giant who eats these boys. He's out for a walk now, but if he comes back and sees you, he'll cook his own breakfast right away.
Anyone would be frightened by such words, but not Jack. His hunger was greater than fear. He so begged and begged the giantess to give him at least something to eat, that she finally took pity, let him into the kitchen and gave him some bread, cheese and milk. But as soon as he had swallowed his breakfast, the heavy steps of a giant were heard outside the window: boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Oh, my kindness will go sideways! - the giantess was alarmed. - Hurry up and get into the stove!
And she quickly shoved Jack into the huge cold oven and covered it with a damper. At the same moment the door swung open and a terrible man-eating giant burst into the kitchen.
He sniffed the air, puffed loudly like bellows, and bellowed:
Pah! Phew! Phew! Wow!
I smell the human spirit!
Dead or alive -
My life will be nice!
Apparently, you're getting older, hubby, and your scent has become dull, - his wife objected to him.
The giant did not like being reminded of his old age. Grumbling and grumbling, he sat down at the table and gloomily ate everything that the hostess served him. After that, he told her to bring her bags of gold - he had a habit of counting them after meals for better digestion.
The giantess brought the gold, put it on the table, and herself went out to look after the cattle. After all, all the work in the house was on her, and the giant did nothing - he only ate and slept. And now - as soon as he began to count his gold, he was tired, dropped his head on a pile of coins and began to snore. So much so that the whole house shook and shook.
Then Jack quietly got out of the oven, climbed up the leg of the table, grabbed one of the giant bags - the one that was closer - and took off with it - out the door and over the threshold and running along the wide white road until he ran to the top your beanstalk.
There he put the sack in his bosom, descended to the ground, returned home and gave the sack of gold to his mother.
This time she did not scold him, did not give cuffs, but on the contrary, she kissed him and called him a fine fellow.
How long, how short they lived on the gold that Jack brought, but now it all came out, and they became the same poor as before.
What to do? Of course, the mother did not want to hear about letting Jack go to the giant again, but he himself decided otherwise. And then one morning, secretly from his mother, he climbed up the beanstalk - higher and higher, higher and higher, all the way to the sky - and stepped onto a wide white road. Along that wide white road he came to the giant's house, boldly opened the door and found himself in the kitchen, where the giant's wife was preparing breakfast.
Good morning, mistress! Jack greeted her.
Ah, it's you! - said the giantess and leaned over to get a better look at the guest. - And where is the bag of gold?
If only I knew! - answered Jack. - Gold always disappears somewhere, just miracles with it!
Miracles? - doubted the giantess.
- So you don't have it?
Judge for yourself, hostess, would I come to you to ask for a crust of bread, if I had a bag of gold?
Perhaps you are right, she agreed and handed Jack a piece of bread.
And suddenly - boom! boom! boom! boom! - the house shuddered from the steps of the cannibal. The hostess barely had time to push Jack into the stove and cover it with a damper, as the ogre stumbled into the kitchen.
Pah! Phew! Phew! Wow!
I smell the human spirit!
Whether dead or alive,
My life will be nice! roared the giant.
But his wife, like the last time, began to reproach him: they say that he doesn't smell like a human spirit, it's just that his scent has become dull due to old age. The giant did not like such talk. He ate his breakfast gloomily and said:
Wife! Bring me the goose that lays the golden eggs.
The giantess brought him a chicken, and she herself went out to look after the cattle.
Take it! - ordered the giant, and the hen immediately laid a golden egg.
Put it on! he ordered again, and she laid a second golden egg.
This was repeated many times, until finally the giant got tired of this fun. He dropped his head on the table and snored deafeningly. Then Jack got out of the stove, grabbed the magic hen and ran away. But when he ran across the yard, the hen cackled, and the giant's wife set off in pursuit - she scolded loudly and shook her fist at Jack. Luckily, she got tangled in her long skirt and fell, so that Jack just in time to reach the beanstalk and climb down.
Look what I brought, mother!
Jack put the chicken on the table and said, "Put it on!" - and the golden egg rolled across the table. "Lay!" - and the second golden egg appeared. And the third and fourth...
Since then, Jack and his mother could not be afraid of need, because the magic hen would always give them as much gold as they wish. So the mother took an ax and wanted to cut down the beanstalk. But Jack opposed it. He said that this was his stem, and he himself would cut it down when needed.
In fact, he decided to once again go to the giant. And Jack's mother planned to cut down the stalk another time, quietly from Jack, so she hid the ax near the beans so that it would be at hand at the right time. And you will soon find out how it came in handy!
Jack decided to visit the giant's house again. But this time he did not immediately go into the kitchen, fearing that the giant's wife would not break his neck in revenge for the stolen chicken. He hid in the garden behind a bush, waited for the hostess to leave the house - she went to fetch water in a bucket - made his way to the kitchen and hid in a chest with flour.
Soon the giantess came back and started preparing breakfast, and then her cannibal husband - boom! boom! boom! boom! - Complained from a walk.
He inhaled noisily through his nostrils and yelled terribly:
Wife! I smell the human spirit! I hear thunder strike me! I hear it, I hear it!!!
This is probably the thief who stole the chicken, - the wife answered.
- He is probably in the stove.
But there was no one in the oven. They searched the entire kitchen, but did not think to look into the chest with flour. After all, it would never occur to anyone to look for a boy in flour!
Eh, anger understands! - said the giant after breakfast. - Bring me, wife, my golden harp - it will console me.
The hostess put the harp on the table and went out to look after the cattle.
Sing, harp! - said the giant.
And the harp sang, and so sweetly and consolingly, like the birds of the forest do not sing. The giant listened and listened and soon began to nod. A minute and he was already snoring with his head on the table.
Then Jack got out of the flour chest, climbed up the leg of the table, grabbed the harp and ran away. But when he jumped over the threshold, the harp rang loudly and called: "Master! Master!" The giant woke up and looked out the door.
He saw how Jack fled along the wide white road with a harp in his hands, roared and gave chase.
Jack raced like a hare saving his life, and the giant rushed after him with huge leaps and filled the whole sky with a wild roar.
However, if he had roared less and saved more strength, he probably would have caught up with Jack. But the stupid giant was out of breath and hesitated. He had already stretched out his hand on the run to grab the boy, but he still managed to run to the beanstalk and began to climb quickly, quickly, without letting go of the harp from his hands.
The giant stopped at the edge of the sky and thought about it. He touched and even shook the beanstalk, wondering if it could bear its weight. But at that moment the harp called him once more from below: "Master! Master!" - and he made up his mind: he grabbed the stalk with both hands and began to climb down. Leaves and fragments of branches flew like rain from above, the whole huge green staircase bent and swayed. Jack looked up and saw that the giant was overtaking him.
Mom! Mother! he shouted.
"Axe!" Bring the ax!
But it didn't take long to find the ax: as you remember, it was already hidden in the grass right under the beanstalk. Mother grabbed him, waited for a moment and, as soon as Jack jumped to the ground, she cut the stem with one blow. The mass trembled, hesitated - and collapsed to the ground with a great noise and crash, and with it, with a great noise and crash, the giant collapsed to the ground and hurt himself to death.
Since then, Jack and his mother have lived happily and comfortably. They built themselves a new house to replace their old, dilapidated house. It is even said that Jack married a princess. Is that so, I don't know. Maybe not the princess. But the fact that they lived for many, many years in peace and harmony is true. And if sometimes they were visited by despondency or fatigue, Jack took out a golden harp, put it on the table and said:
Sing, harp!
And all their sadness dissipated without a trace.
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Once upon a time there was a little boy named Jack with his mother, they were very poor. One day, in order to somehow earn money and buy food, Mom tells Jack to sell their only goat in the market, but Jack exchanges it for beans.
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