Queen: But wait! There may be an antidote. Nothing must be overlooked.
[flips through the book she was reading earlier till she finds the antidote]
Queen: Ah, hear this! "The Victim of the Sleeping Death can be revived only by Love's First Kiss." "Love's First Kiss."
[slamming the book closed]
Queen: Bah! No fear of that. The dwarfs will think she's dead. She'll be buried alive!
[Cackles as she puts the poisoned apple into a basket filled with other apples and leaves by a trapdoor in the cellar floor]
Queen: Buried alive!
[cackles again]