A Cinderella Story: If the Shoe Fits Page #3
- PG
- Year:
- 2016
- 92 min
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As usual, I'll take care of things,
right, girls?
Uh, hello? Doorbell.
Olympia, sit up straight.
Athena, stop looking so depressed.
It's from Reed West.
"Reed West requests the company of..."
No!
What is it? What's wrong?
You! Why does he want to see you?
What?
I saw you at Reed's announcement,
making gooey eyes at him.
No, that's...
You plucked your eyebrows for him,
didn't you?
No, I didn't. I didn't. It's just
a big misunderstanding. It's just...
Well, we'll find out, shall we?
Come with me.
Girls! Girls, we're leaving.
"I don't want to go!"
We're gonna get to the bottom of this
right now, little missy,
for my girls, I...
- Girls, try to keep up!
- That's R.
Reed? Reed West?
I have Tessa here. You wanted to see her?
Wait.
Oh, yes, been trying to track you down.
You have?
Why would you want to see her?
- Why, I just need your help.
- You do?
- The show kind of depends on it.
- It does'?
Yeah.
What is... The mechanic said you were
the one who got Lt started yesterday.
Yeah. Yeah, I did.
I'm sorry for mistaking you for a dude.
It's my bad.
It's okay.
I'm just glad every/thing's all cleared up.
Right. Well, there's...
Yeah, there's a little clunking noise
coming from the...
Uh...
From the motorcycle.
- From the bike?
- Yeah.
- Um, could you describe the clunking?
- Like a...
Okay, is it like a fast...
Like a...
Kind of. Well, it starts off...
It starts off like It's building,
- so it's a bit more...
- Okay, like a...
No, it's more like a...
- Like a train.
- I don't know what trains you've heard.
Yes, it cuts out,
and If I try and do It again, It goes...
Yeah, I think I know it.
Well, we just need
to get It fixed, If we can.
Otherwise, Cinderella
won't have a pumpkin carriage.
I can try.
Wait, wait, wait.
If I let my darling Tessa do this for you,
you have to do something for me.
You have to let
my talented daughters audition again.
They had an eensy problem the first time.
By the way,
prepare to have your mind blown.
Uh...
Yeah, deal.
Come on, girls, we have to practice.
- Bye, Reed.
- Bye.
Olympia!
Freddy, can we set Tessa up
In the prop room, please?
It's not bad as it looks. I swear.
Well, this is nothing compared
to the hot mess I just saw.
I'm sure.
I kind of overheard a little bit.
Okay, so these are the parts
that I need you to get
so that I can fix your pumpkin carriage.
Where did you learn to do all this?
Um, my dad was a race car driver.
Yeah, he had his own repair shop,
so I was basically working on cars
before I could walk.
Is your dad still racing cars now?
I hope so. In heaven.
Could you pass me the 9/16 spanner?
- No.
- Oh, the wrench.
Oh...
- No, I don't know what that one...
- The small silver thing...
- This one? Small silver thingy.
- Mmm-hmm. Yeah, right there.
- Should've just said that.
- Thanks.
So did your dad let
baby Tessa drive race cars, too?
No.
No, I had to wait
till I was about five for that.
All right, wise to wait. Oh.
- Hi.
- You did it, babel
The show's sold out. The resort, too.
Dad's thrilled.
Oh, that's great.
Freddy says
you haven't cast Cinderella yet?
No, not yet, but there's someone
we're hoping is gonna accept It.
Then make it happen, hot stuff.
Anyway, got to fly.
- Sorry. It's a lot going on.
- It's okay.
I'm in trouble if this girl doesn't show.
You really think
your mystery girl is that good?
Oh, definitely, but Royal Resorts want us
Yeah, and if mystery girl
doesn't come forward,
then we have to pick someone else.
I like spending time with you.
I'd really like it
If you'd meet me tomorrow,
and maybe, well,
you'd let me hold your spanner.
Oh, my God! I thought he was gonna be,
like, all abs and attitude,
but he's so sweet.
Someone's crushing hard.
Oh, please!
He's dating a gorgeous celebrity heiress.
Who can't possibly hold a candle to you.
She doesn't have to.
She has people for that.
It's okay. It's just the way things are.
Yeah, I wish...
What?
Your dad,
he made his dreams come true, right'?
Yeah.
Wouldn't he want you to do the same?
I just hate to see
perfectly good dreams go to waste.
Okay, Dad, I'll be brave.
Come on.
How much longer is this going to take?
- We got to get moving.
- I don't know.
- Where's the girl with the shoe?
- I don't know.
Look, she's not coming.
Can we just pick someone?
No, it's not midnight yet.
Just a few more minutes.
Stop it. Stop it!
Stop it.
So annoying.
Unbelievable.
Reed, if we don't pick someone,
they'll cancel my show. Please?
Fine.
Am I too late?
- That's her, right?
- Yeah.
- Hello.
- Hello.
Cherry blossoms
were me mum's favorite flowers.
Why did you run?
I wasn't sure
I should've auditioned at all.
But you've changed your mind, right?
You'll be my Cinderella?
Yes.
Hold on a second!
Walt one minute!
Hold on! Hold on! I have something to say!
This girl, I bet she's not even
a legitimate guest.
What? That's absurd.
Ah! "Absurd!"
Of course I'm probably a guest.
Well, what's your name?
- My name?
- Yes.
Right, because everyone...
Everyone has a name, right'?
Spit it out.
Mmm-hmm. Um...
The... See, the name
that my mother gave me was...
Bella!
Bella!
- Bella Snow!
- Bella Buckingham.
- Bella Buckingham?
- Bella Snow!
It's Bella Buckingham Snow.
Bella Snow for short.
It's good to see you.
I was just at your mom's castle...
In Yorkshire Puddingshire. How lovely.
Yup, Bella Snow, VIP. She's legit.
- Thank you.
- Okay, a fight.
I'm on to you.
You and your silly sneakers
had better watch your step.
Okay, then. Read this.
Check out the links.
Learn the routines.
Start rehearsal In the morning.
All right.
No! No carbs for you.
You're getting too fat.
Here's the tablet you requested.
Finally. Sit down.
I want you to Google something.
- Okay, what do you want me to Google?
- Google Bella Snow.
- Snow.
- Bella Snow.
Snow, like the stuff
that falls from the sky.
B-E-L...
Just give that to me. Let me do it.
- You're so slow.
- You do it. She's too slow.
Okay.
Okay, here's one.
"Bella Snow, uh, dentist In New Jersey."
That's not her.
That girl is as brainless as they come.
Okay, I found a British Bella Snow
who died 100 years ago.
- Aw!
- This is pointless. She doesn't exist.
I knew it! She's an impostor.
I want you to follow her after rehearsal
and find out who she ls.
Me?
- Oh, I'll go, too.
- Can I go?
I'm gonna go make sure the chef
has your suggestions for dinner, okay?
All right, and, you know, I want
the spritzing station by the cabana today.
- Got it.
- I love to be spritzed.
Just go with what you're feeling
at the time.
- Don't decide beforehand.
- All right.
Just let it be whatever you're feeling
In the moment, okay?
- Yeah.
- Cool.
- Oh, good, you're here. Okay.
- HI.
So we want to do
Cinderella's opening song.
You're ready, right?
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