"I've never been so insulted!"
The prince from the day before burst through the doors from Jasmine's personal garden. The Sultan was surprised.
"Oh, Prince Achmed. You're not leaving so soon, are you?"
"Good luck marrying her off!" Achmed had a bit of fabric missing from his pants, showing a heart-patterned pair of briefs. The Sultan knew that Jasmine was up to something. He rushed out to the garden and was met by Rajah, the royal pet tiger. Rajah had a bit of Achmed's pants in his teeth. After a game of tug-o-war, the Sultan got the fabric out of the tiger's mouth.
"Confound it, Rajah! So, this is why Prince Achmed stormed out!"
"Oh, father. Rajah was just playing with him," Jasmine defended her jumbo-sized cat. "You were just playing with that overdressed, self-absorbed Prince Achmed, weren't you?"
The Sultan was none too impressed. "Dearest, you've got to stop rejecting every suitor that comes to call. The law says you must be married to a prince by your next birthday. You've only got three more days!"
"Father, I hate being forced into this. If I do marry, I want it to be for love."
"Jasmine, it's not only this law. I'm not going to be around forever, and I just want to make sure you're taken care of, provided for."
"Try to understand. I've never done a thing on my own. I've never had any real friends. Except you, Rajah. I've never even been outside the palace walls."
The Sultan tried to reason with her by reminding her that she was a princess, she retaliated by suggesting that she stop being a princess. "God forbid you should have any daughters!"
Jasmine went to tending some doves, before releasing them from their cage. The Sultan went to his bedchamber and looked at a 1:1001 model of the city. He muttered how he never knew where Jasmine got her feisty attitude and that the Sultana was not that picky. A shadow loomed over him. It was Jafar.
"I am in desperate need of your wisdom."
"My life is but to serve you, my lord."
"It's this suitor business. Jasmine refuses to choose a husband. I'm at my wit's-end."
The Sultan looked at Iago, thinking that the bird's repetition of "wit's-end" was cute and shoved a piece of matzo into his beak.
"Your majesty certainly has a way with dumb animals. Now then, perhaps I can divine a solution to this thorny problem."
"If anyone can help, it's you."
"Ah, but it would require the use of the mystic blue diamond."
The Sultan looked at his ring, It was a wedding present from his Sultana, it meant as much to him as did Jasmine.
"It is necessary to find the princess a suitor. Don't worry. Everything will be fine."
Jafar held his cobra-shaped staff to the Sultan's eyes. The Sultan was now in a trance and gave his vizier the ring.
"You are most gracious, my liege. Now run along and play with your little toys."
Jafar and Iago left the Sultan's chamber and to his personal chamber. He dropped his smile and began scowling. Iago meanwhile spat the matzo out.
"I can't take it anymore! If I gotta choke down on one more of those moldy, disgusting crackers... Bam! Crack!"
Jafar pulled a rope on one of his hanging oil-lamps revealing a hidden passage.
"Calm yourself, Iago. Soon, I will be sultan, not that addlepated twit."
"And then I stuff the crackers down his throat!"
Night fell over Agrabah. Jasmine snuck back into her garden, wearing the garments of a peasant girl, she began to climb one of her trees, but was stopped by a sad Rajah.
"I can't stay here and have my life lived for me." The tiger helped her scale the walls. Before he knew it, Jasmine was gone.
Day broke in the market, the merchants were all selling their usual wears, and Aladdin and Abu were about to get breakfast from Omar.
"Try this, your taste buds will dance and sing! Hey, get your paws off that!"
While Abu distracted Omar, Aladdin reached down and grabbed a cantaloupe. He cracked it open and the two began eating it. While they ate Jasmine was taking in the new sights and smells of the bazaar.
"Pretty lady, buy a pot. No finer pot in brass or silver!"
"Sugar dates, sugar dates and figs! Sugar dates and pistachios!"
"Would the lady like a necklace? A pretty necklace for a pretty lady."
"FRESH FISH! We catch 'em, you buy 'em!"
Jasmine bumped into a fire-eater, causing him to literally eat his fire. A few seconds later, he belched a flame out and rubbed his stomach. Aladdin saw Jasmine for the first time. Never before had he seen such a beautiful face, even more beautiful than Fatima!. Jasmine saw a young boy trying to get an apple from a stand, and she helped him.
"You'd better be able to pay for that. No one steals from my cart!"
It was the stand's owner, Farouk. He was angry at Jasmine.
"Oh, I'm sorry sir. I don't have any money. Please, if you let me go to the palace, I can get some from the Sultan."
Farouk slammed Jasmine's hand to the counter and pulled out a sword. "Do you know what the penalty is for stealing?!"
Aladdin jumped in at the nick of time. " Thank you kind sir. I'm so glad you've found her. I've been looking all over for you!"
Jasmine, confused, asked "What are you doing?"
"Just play along."
"You know this girl?"
"Sadly, yes. She is my sister. She's a little crazy."
"She said she knows the Sultan!"
"She thinks the monkey is the Sultan!"
Jasmine saw Abu and held up the charade. She started bowing to Abu like he was the Sultan. Abu responded accordingly.
"Tragic, isn't it?"
He leaned forward, picking up another apple from the cart with his foot.
"But, no harm done. Now come along sis. Time to see the doctor."
Jasmine was definitely getting into the act as she "confused" a camel for a psychiatrist. The two and Abu ran off towards the slums, before Farouk had the chance to realize that Abu had picked his pocket. Old habits die hard.
In Jafar's secret lab, Iago was running on a strange "storm machine".
"With all due respect, your rottenness, couldn't we just wait for a real storm?"
"Save your breath, Iago. Faster!" Jafar placed the Sultan's wedding ring in an hourglass. Lightning struck and the sands inside morphed into the Tiger God.
"Reveal to me the one who can enter the cave!"
The sands fell through the glass and showed a vision of Aladdin leading Jasmine to his apartment in the slums. "There he is. My diamond in the rough! Let's have the guards extend him an invitation to the palace, shall we?"
"Almost there."
Jasmine climbed over the top of the building, but tripped and fell into Aladdin's arms. "I want to thank you for stopping that man."
Aladdin grabbed a pole. "Uh, forget it. So, uh, this is your first time in the marketplace, huh?" He vaulted across the gap to the next building.
"Is it that obvious?"
"Well, you do kinda stand out." Aladdin started to place a board over the gap. "I mean, uh, you don't seem to know how dangerous Agrabah can be."
Jasmine had already vaulted over the gap. A fast learner. He led her to the apartment, after cautioning her to watch her step and to mind her head. "Is this where you live?"
"Yep. Just me and Abu. Come and go as we please. Well, it's not much," He pulled the curtain showing a magnificent bird's-eye view of the city. "But it's got a great view. The palace looks pretty amazing, huh?"
Jasmine was a bit at odds on this. Both of them passively gave their views on what palace life is like. They both said that they feel trapped.
"So, where're you from?"
"What does it matter? I ran away, and I am not going back."
"Really?"
"My father's forcing me to get married."
"That's… that's awful!" Abu was trying to get one of the two apples that Aladdin stole from Farouk, prompting Aladdin to scold him.
"Abu says 'That's not fair'."
"And does Abu have anything else to say?"
"Well, uh, he wishes there was something he could do to help."
"Hmm, tell him that's very sweet."
Both of them leaned closer to kiss…
"HERE YOU ARE!" It was the guards!
"Do you trust me?"
"What?"
"Do you trust me?"
"Yes…"
"Then jump!"
The three jumped out of the apartment and into a pile of sand. Razoul was waiting for them.
"We just keep running into each other, don't we, street rat?"
"Let go of him!"
"Look what we have here, men-a street mouse!"
The captain backhanded Jasmine as he and his fellow guards tackled Aladdin.
"Unhand him, by order of the princess!"
Jasmine took off her hood, forcing the guards and Aladdin to genuflect.
"What are you doing outside the palace? And with this street rat?
"That's not your concern. Do as I command. Release him!"
"I would princess, but my orders come from Jafar. You'll have to take it up with him,"
"Believe me, I will."
Jasmine had finally arrived back from the palace, just when Jafar was sneaking out of his lab.
"How may I be of service to you?"
"The guards just took a boy from the market, on your orders."
"Your father has charged me with keeping peace in Agrabah. The boy was a criminal."
"What was the crime?"
"Why, kidnapping the princess, of course."
"He didn't kidnap me! I ran away!"
"Oh, dear! Oh, why frightfully upsetting. Had I but known! Sadly, the boy's sentence has already been carried out: DEATH… by beheading…"
Jasmine was shocked. While this was going on, Iago was stuck in the panel that led to the lab.
"How could you?!"
She ran off to her boudoir. Iago had finally gotten out of the panel.
"So how did it go?"
"I think she took it rather well!"
Jasmine and Rajah were both mourning the death of Aladdin, the boy she never knew the name of. Her father walked in.
"Jasmine? Oh, dearest. What's wrong?"
"Jafar... has... done something... terrible!"
"There, there, there, my child-we'll set it right. Now, tell me everything."