Bridget Jones: The Edge of Reason Page #3

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with one of the partners.

He probably won't mention it,

but you should know.

I always knew she was out of my league.

You see, there's the high-fliers,

like Annabel and Mark Darcy

and there's the gorgeous girls,

like Rebecca there

and there's the rest of us.

Like you and me, you mean?

Absolutely.

I mean, look at the state of us.

You and me stumbled into the VIP room

by mistake

and it's only a matter of moments

before they show us the door.

My lords, ladies and gentlemen,

let the quiz begin.

Oh, goody. I love quizzes.

All those years of playing

Trivial Pursuits are about to pay off.

Now I want to see your hands

poised over those bells. Ready?

Here we go. What are something

called "customary freeholds"?

Superior copyhold.

Yes.

What is the correct grace

used in the Inner Temple

for the second mooting night

of Michaelmas term?

Amas bibendo... fructis.

Jolly good.

What is an overreaching conveyance?

What is rack-rent?

When was breach of promise abolished?

Define "damnum sentit dominus".

Translate "reddendo singula singulis"

into Ancient Greek.

I believe this is the answer.

Hippodamoi credemnon louestai.

Absolutely correct.

Now, for our final

and deciding round,

the category is contemporary culture.

Who did the design

for Princess Diana's wedding dress?

The Emmanuels.

- Correct.

- Excellent, Bridget.

Name the character in Footballers' Wives

who, in one memorable episode,

set fire to her own breasts.

Chardonnay.

Correct.

At this point,

there are only two tables in contention

and only one question left.

What was the name of Madonna's

first UK single?

Lucky Star.

- Sorry, I didn't quite hear.

- Are you sure?

- Wasn't it Holiday?

- No, everyone thinks it is,

but it's not.

My entire life has been leading up

to this very moment.

Take that knife, slice off my head

and boil it if I'm wrong.

The correct answer is Lucky Star.

No.

- The correct answer is...

- Is it Holiday?

Holiday, indeed, yes.

The winners of

the 42nd Annual Law Council Quiz are...

the Legal Eagles.

- Lovely to see you, Bridget.

- Oh, thanks, Rebecca.

Good night.

Why didn't you speak to me all night?

That's the point of those dinners.

But you talked to Rebecca.

And you talked to Horatio.

I'll never fit in with your friends.

Not if you go on calling everyone

"balding, upper-middle-class twits".

Well, they were balding,

upper-middle-class twits.

Except for the ones who had hair.

I suppose you agree with them

that poor people deserve to be poor?

Don't be ridiculous.

- So now I'm ridiculous?

- Yes, tonight you were a little.

Well, tonight you were an arrogant arse.

I think I may have

made a mistake inviting you

and your folding underpants

into my life.

Good night.

If you had asked me tonight,

I'd have said no, anyway.

Asked you what?

Bridget?

Asked you what?

Oh, God, I've done it.

I've gone and done it.

One minute, you're closer to someone

than anyone in the whole world,

next minute,

you're never going to see them again.

If you have a message for

Mark Darcy, please speak after the tone.

Hello, it's me.

I'm really, really sorry...

Sorry, it's the door.

Don't go away, I have something

really, really important to say.

- Yes, who is it?

- It's me.

- Mark.

- Oh, right.

Er, just a moment.

I'm on the phone.

You're outside.

Look, er...

I'll ring you later.

Unless you've come to chuck me

once and for all.

In which case,

bye and thank you,

and... sorry.

Oh, God, please don't chuck me.

If you have chucked me,

please change your mind,

I'll behave much better in future.

On the other hand, if you haven't,

please behave better

next time we go out. Stuck-up snob.

What do you want?

I'd like to come up.

You are, after all, my girlfriend.

Even though I shouted at you

and called you an arrogant arse?

Unfortunately, yes.

You see, the problematic thing is...

I love you.

W- what?

- I said I love you.

- I'm sorry, I missed that again.

I said I love you, for God's sake!

All right, no need to shout.

I'll come down and let you in.

You might be needing this in the future.

He said he loves me.

- He said he loves you?

- He said he loves me.

- Right, where is he now?

- He's in the bedroom.

Go back in there, Bridge,

and whatever you do,

act completely nonchalant.

Bridget, you're staring at me again.

Sorry.

Listen, I know this evening

didn't go exactly as planned,

but there was a very important question

I wanted to ask you tonight.

- Oh, really?

- Yes.

I've actually been meaning

to ask this for quite some time.

I've just never really found

the right way to put it.

Darling Bridget...

...would you...

...like to go on a skiing mini-break?

Yes!

What the world...

This is not just a mini-break.

This is a holiday in heaven.

Told a tiny lie about being

an extremely experienced skier.

But, honestly, how hard can it be?

- Ah.

- Shall we?

I know I'm going to like skiing a lot.

Very romantic, very relaxing.

- Bar going up.

- No. What? Why?

Um...

Er...

Oh. Oh, God.

Oh, God. Oh.

Ah.

Bridget.

Rebecca. What are you doing here?

- Didn't Mark tell you we were coming?

- No, he didn't.

It was me who recommended the place.

- I've been coming since I was 11.

- Really?

Three whole years.

Come on, up you get.

Come on.

- There you go.

- Are you all right?

Yes, fine, thanks.

- You sure?

- Why is Rebecca here?

Oh, God. Well, I mentioned

that we were coming

and she said why didn't they come too,

and I couldn't say no, could I?

Come on, you two, let's crack on,

shall we?

Actually, I mightjust sit this one out.

You head on.

- See you down there.

- You sure?

Absolutely. I'll be fine in a minute.

Right, I'll see you at base camp, then.

Bastard.

I can't believe he's left me.

Ooh.

Oooh.

So, romantic getaway

has turned into lawyer's reunion.

Oooh.

I can't believe

we're already into group holidays

after only eight weeks

of total, undisturbed sex.

Wait a minute...

No. Eight weeks?

It couldn't be, could it?

Totally undisturbed...

Oh, God. I'm pregnant.

And going to diel

Oh, my God!

I can't see!

Big bump!

Get out of the way!

Who's this? An eccentric

but exhilarating performance

from a total unknown,

who's now solidly in position

for the bronze.

I would like a pregnancy test, please.

A pregnancy test.

Ich bien, er, possibly...

mit baby.

Er...

Kinderl I am on back...

and he, er...

maken ze lieben.

Er, with me.

She's pregnant!

Oh, no! No, no, not pregnant.

She's bloated.

- Condom?

- Nein. Nein, nein.

Maybe like this, but maybe like this.

I think her problem is psychological.

There is nothing

a pill can do to help her.

I'm a girl and I met a boy.

Fraulein, and I met frau... boy.

And possibly now mit baby, uh-huh?

Right, moment of truth awaits.

What if I am pregnant?

I must try not to get hopes up too high.

Boyfriend and baby seems just too lucky.

Bridget? I have been looking

everywhere for you.

I thought you'd broken a leg

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