[QUEEN, spoken]
Seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty. That should do it. And one small pea. The girl, where's the girl? Doesn't she know it's past bedtime? Oh, there you are. You look like you're ready for bed. Now I'm sure you're going to get a good night's sleep and just to be certain you'll have no trouble drifting off, I've prepared a special treat. Bring on the Nightingale of Samarkand. Let's have a lullaby, birdie. Nice and soft. 

[The Nightingale begins vocalizing a lullaby.]

[QUEEN, spoken]
Yea, verily. Now my dear, why aren't you in bed? Help her up. 
Well, at least one person in this castle is going to get a good night's sleep. 

[WINNIFRED, spoken]
What a beautiful bed! Twenty soft mattresses! Oh, I'm going to sleep like a baby! Oh...

[She tries to sleep, trying different positions.]

[WINNIFRED, spoken]
Oh. Ooh. Ow. Hey. Ouch. Argh. Ugh. Ow

[She gives up and screams.]

[WINNIFRED, spoken]
QUIET! Ow. Aw. Alright, sheep! I'm ready whenever you are. One! Two! Three! Four! Five! Six! Seven!...