Bride Wars Page #2
It's... my size, and it's new.
This is the Dolce blouse
I told you about last week.
- Liv, I can't.
- Hey, hey. It was on sale.
- I practically made money on it.
- Liv, it's too much.
Emma, Emma. Emma-
Just say thank you.just-
- Thank you. It's beautiful. I love it.
- Good:
Now this- Emma's stuff. Emma's stuff.
Let's get rid of it at one point.
You moved out, like,
- Daniel's sweater? Cardigan? You wanna try that?
- Yeah, love it.
[ Both Gasp ]
Oh-
Tiffany box.
- You're getting engaged?
- I'm getting engaged.
- I'm getting engaged!
- You're getting engaged!
- Oh, my God!
- Oh, my God!
- Emma-
- No! Stop it. No. Liv!
- I have to look.
- Stop it! No! No!
- No, no!
- [ Squealing ]
- You can't stop me.
- [ Screams ]
I'm sorry.
But he should see your face
when you first see the ring.
Good call.
You always think of others, Emma.
It never occurs to me like that.
I mean, sometimes it does.
Promise me you won't tell anyone
until after he proposes.
Oh, God. I would never.
I'd be out of my mind.
##[ Rop On R:
A:]- I'm engaged!
- [ Screams ]
- Can we get four tequila shots?
- No. No.
No, no, no. None for me.
- [ Chuckles ] Oh, right.
- I'm fine.
Acapulco, 2006-
Emma and Fletcher on a break.
""Never talk about that weekend again.''
""I'm so lonely and confused,
and very thirsty. Please, Miguel''-
Okay, okay, okay.
Make it stop. Please.
All right, a toast:
To Liv-
Congratulations to an amazing friend.
And condolences to Emma,
Liv's maid of honor.
She will surely be
the most nightmarish bride ever.
It is my burden and mine alone.
- I'll be repaying the favor very soon. Cheers.
- Drink up.
- What did I rush down here for?
- Nate! I'm getting married.
- Get out.
- Yeah.
- Oh, my God. Sister's gettin' married here.
- [ Chuckles ]
- Where's-Where's the groom?
- Oh. Oh. He's not here:
Well, he hasn't actually
popped the question yet.
A toast-To Daniel...
who in his own world
is just working late:::
but I guess in Liv's world
has just proposed.
So God bless him for wanting...
to spend his life
with my sister in any world.
- To Liv.
- We love ya.
- He's a lucky guy.
- [ Woman ] Yep:
The biggest day of a girl's life:- Damn. Should I?
- I got it.
I mean, they didn't get
to see me graduate law school...
or read Nate's first story
in New York magazine.
So I can't share this with 'em.
I wish your parents
could be here too.
Whatever. It's fine. I'm fine.
Liv, you're only human.
You don't have to have it together
Former chubby girls-
We're made of steel.
And Splenda. We survive.
Well, first of all, you weren't fat.
- [ Chuckles ]
- But, yes, you do survive.
- Thanks, Em.
- You're welcome, Liv.
You're gonna be
the best maid of honor.
- Yes, I am.
- What do we do first?
First- Oh! I was thinking.
It might be a good idea
to actually get the proposal.
See? It's that head for details.
Yeah, right? I know.
[ Man On TV]
:::people watching this performance at home:::
with a huge question mark:
Hey, babe? I don't think
they sent us any fortune cookies.
No, they sent 'em:
I got them right here:
Oh, good.
Okay. Here we are.
- I'm just cuing it up.
- Mm-hmm.
- This guy's gotta go. I'm sorry. I know you like him.
- Mm-hmm.
- He's very pitchy.
- You know, Fletch, that is actually a real thing.
Pitchy. It's not just code
for someone you don't like.
Oh, okay. You're pitchy.
Oh, uh, that one's mine.
- Please.
- Yeah. It's on the right side.
- Okay, it's fine.
- Yours is the left.
- If your fortune's better
than mine, I'm claiming it.
- I don't think it will be.
- Okay. Are you ready?
- One-
- Two.
Three.
What's this?
I put a lot of thought
into where I was gonna do this...
and, uh, I wanna do it here.
This is our home...
and if I'm 99 years old and we're
doing exactly this in our home-
TV and gettin' Chinese food-
that'll be good enough for me.
- [ Laughs ]
- So, Emma Allan?
- Uh-huh?
- Will you marry me?
- Yes. Yes.
- [ Beeps ]
- It didn't happen tonight.
- But I'm not worried, 'cause I'm sure Daniel's-
- I-I'm engaged.
Fletcher just proposed,
like, two minutes ago.
I'm engaged.
- Color?
- Colorless.
- Cut?
- Brilliant.
- Clarity?
- Slightly included.
- Carat?
- Almost, maybe just under.
[ Whispering ]
More than he could afford, I'm sure.
- Ohhh.
- [ Squeals ]
- Engaged? Wow!
Liv's engaged. You're engaged.
That's-That's-
C-Can I call you back?
What do you mean
Emma's engaged?
No. Of course I'm happy.
Why wouldn't I be happy?
I think it's great. Yeah.
No, you don't have to come here.
I'm fine. I'm not gonna eat anything. Okay.
And I have the perfect
wedding present.
- [ Beeps ]
You are going to live
with Emma and Fletcher.
[ Sighs ]
You're irritating me.
I can't believe it.
It's so weird having this on my finger.
I mean, hey, look.
- It even sparkles in the rain.
- Blinding. Ouch.
Dj Humble to spin at my party.
- I don't know though. Is that weird?
- You should go for it.
- I'm not really a big band kind of girl.
- Whatever.
- It's your wedding.
- Oh. My mom can't fly up until the wedding.
She's too busy with work.
But who cares. I've got you, right?
- Yeah. I'm so psyched.
- So would you come with me to meet her?
- I'm sorry. What? Meet who?
- Marion St. Claire.
Haven't you been listening?
I've got an appointment with her on Friday.
- You already made an appointment?
- Yeah.
- You just got engaged last night.
- I know.
But technically, I'm already behind.
You gotta book early
if you want the Plaza.
The Plaza? I can't believe this.
What-What's the matter?
Why are you mad?
I'm not mad. No, not at you.
I just don't know
Oh, God. I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have-
We don't have to talk about this.
Let's just drop it.
Worry about Daniel.
- He's gonna be dead soon.
- Why? What-
- Call you later.
- What are you go-
Liv, you let him
do this his own way.
Excuse me. Excuse me.
Excuse me!
Honey!
Will you just marry me, already?
Yeah. Okay.
Isn't that what you want?
'Cause it's what I want...
and I just wanna know
if you want to marry me.
- Don't you wanna get married?
- Honey, can we talk about this later?
Oh, you changed your mind?
I saw the Tiffany box in the closet.
- Right?
- [ Exhales ]
- Uh-
- Oh, my God.
[ Chuckles ]
It's not a ring?
If it's a key chain
I'm gonna kill myself...
- and I'm taking you down with me.
- Oh.
Could you just tell me
right here and right now?
Is it something that you would want?
Would you want-
Would you want to get married?
You know what I will tell you?
I have never met a more obnoxious...
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