Bride Wars Page #8

ask me about how I'm feeling.

- I'm so confused.

- I don't even know who you are:

All right? I don't want to talk:

It's a tense time: We're fine:

Whatever:
I was gonna go to the gym:

Bye.

[ Woman ]

# The blank pages of my diary #

# That I haven't touched

since you left me #

- Emma?

- # The closed blinds in my home #

- Emma! Emma!

- #See no light of day #

#Dust gathers on my stereo #

# 'Cause I can't bear

to hear the radio #

# The piano sits in a shady space #

# With a picture of your face #

- [ Rings ]

- #Coffee stains on your favorite book #

- [ Drill Whirring ]

- Liv Lerner's office.

Hey, Kevin. It's Emma. Is Liv there?

I'm sorry, can you hold on?

Just a minute, I- Sorry.

It's my worst nightmare.

I'm ""cubicle-ized.''

I'm sorry, Liv's dealing with a crisis

right now. Can we return?

Fine. That's-

Yeah. Okay, I get it. Bye.

- Hey! I'm sorry. Who is this?

- #I'm scared to face another day #

- Hello?

- # 'Cause the fear in me just won't go away #

#In an instant,you were gone #

#And I'm scared ##

Hey!

Hi!

- How are you?

- Long time, huh?

- I know. It's my fault. I've been really busy.

- Oh, yeah. Right. Busy.

Nothing to do with the fact that I'm

the brother of your archenemy. I mean, best friend.

Hey! I have to rent a tux.

You're coming with me. Come on.

- Um, okay.

- Come on.

I'm a little surprised. I would have thought

a big magazine writer would have his own tux.

How you doing, Em? Hmm?

How you feeling?

Um, feel fine.

Fine's not really a feeling though.

Fine's a feeling.

""I feel fine.'' You could say that.

People say that.

Yeah, sure. You can say that.

Okay. It's, like-

[ Sighs ]

Things are crazy with the wedding.

And there are all these details

and... I don't know.

I had this idea of how

it was gonna be in my head, and-

- And it's not as much fun as that.

- Mm-hmm.

[ Crying ]

And I don't know why.

But mostly, I am fine.

[ Sighs ]

Let's fix your tie. I can't look at a tie like this.

- Yeah. Change the subject.

- This doesn't look right without a tie.

I'm gonna go with a clip-on

'cause I can't figure this out.

- You have no patience.

- Really?

Mm-mmm.

Kind of think I wait

around too long.

Hey, let me buy you a cup of coffee.

Oh, um, I-I can't.

I'm late for, um-

But I'll call you.

Um, when I'm not-You-That-

You look, um, you look really-

You're gonna make a very

handsome bride ""giver-awayer.''

Thank you.

And, Em, you're gonna make

a beautiful bride. Really.

- Yeah?

- Yeah:
I always thought so:

Thanks. Bye.

[ Snoring ]

[ Marion Narrating ] Despite it all,

when morning broke on that sixth ofjune:::

it was the perfect day for a wedding:

Well, two weddings:

T-minus three hours, people.

Guard your camps, execute your duties,

and we may make it out of here alive.

Incoming, people.

Roses for Lerner.

Peonies for Allan.

- Has the Allan officiant reported for duty yet?

- Yes, he has.

- Linens for Lerner?

- Yes:

Excellent.

Let's move, people.

This is not a dress rehearsal.

Amazing. You can't even

see the blue anymore.

- [ Sighs ]

- [ Knocking ]

Oh, Liv.

My God, you're the most

beautiful bride I have ever seen.

[ Sighs ]

Thank you.

- [ Beeps ]

- Oh, uh, excuse me a sec.

She's so weird.

God, I'm so nervous.

I don't know why.

- Is the veil supposed to go like that?

- Yes. Why?

Oh, no. You look fine.

You know, honestly, the pressure

we put on brides these days to look perfect.

It's just ridiculous.

You don't have to look your most beautiful

on your wedding day. Okay, everybody?

Mom!

[ Chuckles ]

You know, if you want my opinion-

You know what, Deb? I don't.

I don't want your opinion.

Wh-What?

Deb, I have been dealing

with versions of you my whole life...

and I'm gonna tell you something...

that I should've told myself

a long time ago.

Sometimes it's about me, okay?

Not all the time, but every once

in a while it's my time. Like today.

If you're not okay with that,

feel free to go.

But if you stay,

you have to do your job:

And that means smiling and talking

about my bridal beauty...

and, most importantly,

not making it about you.

Okay? Can you do that?

Yes, I'd like to.

Then we're good.

Harpist is Allan. Quartet is Lerner.

How many times

do I have to repeat myself?

[ Clears Throat ]

- Check on the grooms' status

and man your battle stations.

- Okay.

If you're about to jump ship

from one wedding...

let someone else know

so we can create a diversion.

- Okay.

- I'm going to Liv's ceremony and

Emma's reception. More booze.

I'm gonna do a quick head count of

the hot drunk single guys and then choose.

- Good call.

- Allan. Lerner.

- Hey, Mr. Allan. How are you?

- [ Chuckles ]

- I'm good, bud. How're you?

- Big day, huh?

Yes. Yes, it is.

I caught a glimpse of Emma when

I was scouting out the enemy camp.

- [ Chuckles ]

- She is beautiful, sir.

Thank you, Nathan.

Listen, you think I could have

a word with your sister?

- Not about the-the fight, about something else.

- Oh, yeah. Sure.

[ Women Chattering ]

- Liv.

- [ Chuckles ]

Hi! Mr. Allan!

Oh, Liv.

Wow. Your mom and dad

would be so proud.

- Thank you.

- Of both of you.

- Thank you.

- Thanks.

I just want to pass on a blessing

from our generation.

Not just from myself but from...

f-from my dear friends who would've

given anything to be here today.

- Good luck, sweetheart.

- Oh.

- Nate.

- Mr. Allan, thank you.

- Good to see you.

- All right.

You too.

Such a good man.

Emma's so much like him.

So, according to Ms. St. Claire,

you are allowed one weak nip...

before the wedding,

to sort of steady the nerves.

- So we have scotch-

- Okay. Scotch is good.

We have vodka and tequila.

Tequila, tequila?

Tequila! Tequila!

- Kevin! Tequila.

- Tequila's so trashy.

- No, no, no. Kevin. Kevin, listen to me.

- You don't even like tequila.

You take this to Marion.

You tell her I switched the DVD's.

She needs to play this

when Emma walks down the aisle.

I thought we were rising

above this sort of thing.

We are, which is why I need you

to do this for me right now. Hurry!

[ Sighs ]

You'll thank me one day.

- [ Knocking ]

- I'll go get that.

- That's very helpful.

- Okay:

Thank you.

Oh, my God. It's your parents.

Come on in:
Look,

isn't she a bridal beauty?

She sure is:
Oh, my gosh:

- Oh, wow, Mom.

- Oh, my God! Is that my dress?

- [ Chuckles ]

- Are you happy?

I'm happy if you're happy.

Sweetheart, you could get married

in a brown paper bag, I wouldn't care.

This is your day.

Oh, boy, I need a tissue.

- Oh, my God. I'm gonna cry.

- You're gonna screw up your makeup, honey.

I found this when we moved

to Boca, and I saved it.

- Dad. What is it?

- I knew there'd come a day to give it to you.

Go ahead:
Open it:

In case you need

something old or blue.

It's really Liv's.

Well, something borrowed then.

Daddy, I need to see her.

- I think she feels the same way.

- [ Knocking ]

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