Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen Page #6

Synopsis: When the teenager Mary Elizabeth Steppe, a.k.a. Lola, moves with her mother and two younger twin sisters from New York to the suburb of Dellwood, New Jersey, she has the feeling that her cultural and entertaining world ended. While in school, the displaced Lola becomes close friend of the unpopular Ella, who is also a great fan of the her favorite rock band Sidarthur. However, the most popular girl in the school, Carla Santini, disputes the lead role in an adaptation of Pygmalion with Lola and also the leadership of their mates. When the last concert of Sidarthur is sold-out, Lola plans with Ella to travel to New York and buy the tickets from scalpers. However, the girls get into trouble while helping the lead singer and Lola's idol Stu Wolf, changing their lives forever.
Genre: Comedy, Family, Music
Director(s): Sara Sugarman
Production: Touchstone Pictures
  1 win.
 
IMDB:
4.6
Metacritic:
33
Rotten Tomatoes:
13%
PG
Year:
2004
89 min
$29,227,473
Website
1,412 Views


don't you?

Were we in a diner?

I have an image of "Merry Xmas."

Just give me a moment.

I'd be happy to explain.

Right now I'm talking to her.

All right.

The total truth.

I lied because I wanted to make

myself seem more interesting.

More interesting?

We are 1,000 miles from home

in a New York police station

with a drunken rock star waiting

for your dead father to show up.

You want to be more interesting?

More interesting than what?

You know,

you just don't understand.

It was a new town

and a new school.

I understand.

And I lied for my mom.

I had to protect her

against suburbia.

Your parents didn't get her.

So you killed your father?

Ella!

I would appreciate it

if you would just stop talking.

Ella, come on.

What's going on?

Arrest that man!

He's a stalker.

Ella, Dad.

Dad, Ella.

Hi.

I'm Calum Steppe, her father.

What happened?

That's what I've been asking.

As the night continued

to fall on the dark,

heartless streets

around the precinct,

the six of us gathered

around the sergeant,

and I told our tale.

We were desperate to get

into this man's concert

because I consider him to be the

greatest poet since Shakespeare.

We lost our money,

and we couldn't pay a scalper.

Then we tried to crash his party

rather than have our dreams

forever denied.

When he stormed out of his loft,

we followed him to make sure

he didn't come into any harm.

I'm having memory flashes.

I was passed out

amongst the rubbish.

I believe they helped me.

I know I should be furious,

but it's too late for fury.

I'm just thankful

nothing worse happened.

He looks like the dog

in "The Dog Years."

He is the dog

in "The Dog Years."

He's the dog in "The Dog Years"?

My niece loves those books.

-You're famous!

-He's not as famous as you.

Molly's not gonna believe

I've actually met you.

Negus, right?

And Calum Steppe, right?

Right.

We checked your story,

and you're free to go.

-Excuse me, Mr. Wolff?

-Mm-hmm.

Can I have your autograph?

Oh, yeah, sure.

Sure.

To Sergeant Rose.

Stu Wolff.

Right, well,

now that that's settled,

would anyone like to come

to a party with me?

I would.

You can't stay mad

at me forever.

Forgive me, please?

I am in no way ready

to forgive you.

This is the party

of the century.

Don't you want to enjoy it?

I'm not really

in a partying mood.

Look, I'm sorry.

I really am.

I'm sorry.

You're just saying that

to save the evening.

No, I'm not.

I honestly don't know

what I'd do without you.

What's going on?

Why are you still out here?

We just don't feel like

going in right now.

Well, then.

Let me get you

back to the hotel.

Maybe we can just go in

for a little while.

Hi!

There you are!

All right.

Listen, how about we get

you guys something dry to wear?

I'll have those dresses cleaned

and sent over to your dad's,

who is brilliant, by the way.

I think he and l

are gonna be pals.

Yeah, I bought all his books.

Just upstairs.

I don't see her, do you?

No.

Can you believe this?

We're in his clothes.

And in his bedroom.

Come on, Ella.

Celebrate with me, please.

I want everything

to be okay between us.

And I do, too.

You have to promise that

you'll never lie to me again.

I do.

I promise.

I swear, Ella.

I do.

You promise?

I do.

Okay.

Okay, then.

Come on, we're in his room.

What do you want to do?

I don't know.

That is so gross.

Carla!

Hey, Carla!

We've been looking for you.

Did you see her face?

She looks really angry.

I know that look.

You know, life can be

so randomly beautiful.

Come on, girls!

Oh, my God!

My saviors.

Oh, my God.

Oh, it's Steve.

-It's Steve!

-Hang on.

Stu, I know you're really busy.

I was wondering

if I could talk to you.

Why not?

Be my guest.

I can't believe I met you.

I mean, I can't believe

I'm sitting here with the man

who wrote all those songs

that made my spirit soar.

What were you thinking

when you wrote

"behind some doors people

are waiting to sparkle"?

I have no idea.

But you wrote it.

Life's a little foggy,

a little soggy.

You know, that really

said something to me.

I'm sure to a hundred million

other girls,

but especially to me.

I'm happy to oblige a fan.

No.

I'm not just a fan.

I mean, I sat at your feet,

metaphorically.

When I listen to

"Always Morning,"

I wore a gray jacket because you

wore a gray jacket on the CD.

You wore gray

because it was ambiguous.

Am I right?

No.

I'm right.

You look disappointed.

Well, I am.

In me.

Yeah.

I mean, I still think

you're the greatest thing

since Shakespeare.

It's just too bad

I'll never be able to discuss

your poetry with you.

Why?

Because, Mr. Wolff,

you're a drunk.

I hope getting this thing back

is easier than getting it out.

Guess what!

I've been grounded.

Me too!

I'm so proud of you!

This is the day

I've been waiting for

since my first summer camp

when Carla told all the kids

that if they played with me,

they'd die.

She's smiling.

Oh, she's bluffing.

Well, look,

I gotta get to class.

Tell me how it goes.

Come on.

Let's watch her sink.

Yeah.

Yeah, this one.

Look at this one.

Hey, Carla.

Did you have fun?

Well, if it isn't

the great pretender.

Come to hear what

the Sidarthur party was like?

Why would we want to hear

what you have to say?

Ella and I were there.

Did you hear that?

She said they were there.

You know,

lying's not gonna help you.

Everybody already knows

that you didn't go.

Don't pretend you didn't see us.

I know you did.

It just so happens Ella

and I got in

because of Stu Wolff himself

after we practically

saved his life.

Tell them, Ella.

I don't have anything to prove,

nor do you.

Ella, this is no time

for your newfound personality.

Maybe you'd like to see some

pictures from the party, Lola.

I know how fond you are

of Stu Wolff,

and I got some great shots

of him.

We spent the whole night

with Stu.

On the night of his biggest

party, he left to be with you.

You're not gonna get away

with this.

We were at that party.

My dad was there.

He and Stu are gonna

get together.

What dad?

You don't have a dad.

You said he died

before you moved here.

I mean, what do you do?

Do you just make all this up

as you go along?

Do you think because we're not

from New York that we're stupid?

You saw us there.

No, I didn't, liar.

You know, that's what you are.

You're a liar.

Your name isn't even Lola, Mary.

Ella's right.

I don't have to prove anything

to you people.

You know we were there.

Oh, no!

She's crying.

Look at the baby.

Oh.

Yo, you got no right to write

down what I'm saying.

Those are my --

I'm sorry, Miss Baggoli,

I can't go on.

There's something I have to say.

Well, quickly, Lola.

Quickly.

I have a confession to make.

I borrowed Eliza's dress

for the weekend.

I'm really sorry, but I felt

I had no other choice.

No choice?

Why?

I had to wear it

to the Sidarthur party.

When are you gonna

give it up, Mary?

No, you didn't.

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