Eloise at the Plaza Page #2

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One day, your face

will freeze like that.

Oh, no.

My face is an absolute Popsicle.

Ohh!

What a disgusting little girl!

[Sighs]

[Elevator dings]

Lobby, please, Max.

Time for my morning rounds.

ELOISE:

Getting Max to notice me...

is rather

a favorite hobby of mine.

I'm thinking of

dying my hair hot pink.

ELOISE:
If staring contests

had prize money...

Max would be a very rich man.

There you are, folks.

Thanks for your patience.

Any messages, Miss Thompson?

Let me check.

The owner of the Yankees called.

He wants you to throw out...

the first pitch

at tomorrow's game.

Tell him I'm sorry,

but I have to repaint...

the Sistine Chapel next week...

and I can't risk an injury

to my wrist.

[Ding ding ding]

Good morning, Mr. Salomone!

Good morning, Eloise.

Has my invitation to

the debutante ball arrived yet?

No, no.

And I don't expect it will.

I expect the ball

will be awfully fun.

Please don't

cause any trouble, Eloise.

Moi?

When do I ever do that?

Complaints about Eloise?

Oh!

ELOISE:

After my morning rounds...

I always make sure to exercise.

[Ding]

Eighth floor, please.

Randall will be meeting

us tomorrow at 6:00.

- About Randall...

- Such a lovely boy.

He only talks about himself.

He's never interested

in what I have to say.

Finally. Lobby, please.

ELOISE:
Six, please!

Darling, Randall went to Yale.

He's from a good family.

Thank your lucky stars he's

available to be your escort.

Escort to what?

[Ding] Oops! That's me!

[Ding]

[Ding]

[Ding]

[Ding]

...conversation with

Randall's father, and--

Escort to what?

Little girl,

what do you think you're doing?

Exercising!

I could show you my routine.

[Ding]

ELOISE:
Here's what

Mr. Salomone likes--

being on time.

Here's what I like--

making him late.

[Ding]

- Morning, Nanny.

- Hello, Walter.

Good morning, Nanny.

May I have a word with you?

Of course, Mr. Salomone.

I see you're taking Weenie

for a walk.

Nanny, what with the ball

and the other circumstances...

tomorrow will be quite hectic,

and I was wondering...

If I could keep a certain

six-year-old out of your way?

Yes.

Well, I will try,

but you know Eloise.

[Tap tap] Excuse me.

It will be my pleasure.

Is it remotely possible to get

some attention, Mr. Salami?

It's "Salomone." Mr. Salomone.

You had his attention the moment

you entered the Plaza.

[Door buzzer]

[Buzzing repeatedly]

You rang?

ELOISE:
In the afternoon.

I return back to our suite.

Unfortunately. that means...

- Philip.

- Eloise.

ELOISE:
Philip is my tutor.

He goes to Princeton.

My mother knows the dean.

He wears red garters

and is boring. boring. boring!

When we have

our French lesson...

he reads about

la petite cousine de Marie...

and her jardin.

Sometimes I listen.

But not very often.

Here's what makes Philip angry.

He says...

Alors. nous commencerons.

ELOISE:
Then I say...

Alor, new commenceron.

ELOISE:
Then he says...

Shall we settle down?

"Shall we settle down?"

That's quite enough, Eloise.

"That's quite enough, Eloise."

I'm in no mood

for childishness!

"I'm in no mood

for childishness!"

- I mean it, Eloise!

- "I mean it, Eloise!"

- Stop it at once!

- "Stop it at once!"

- Very well!

- Very well!

- Nanny!

- Nanny!

[Arf arf]

Oh, no, no, no, Eloise.

She's impossible, Nanny.

[Door buzzer]

Oh, she's not as bad

as all that.

Thank you, William.

Now, why don't we

just calm down?

I don't drink.

NANNY:
Eloise?

I don't want a tutor, Nanny.

Oh, and how attractive

that will be...

going through life uneducated.

Besides,

Philip's having a bad time.

He broke up with his girlfriend.

But that was three years ago.

It's a terrible thing

to have your heart broken.

ELOISE:

Here's what I like to do--

Fix what's broken.

[Nanny hiccups]

Even broken hearts.

[Ding]

NANNY:
Keep your hands up!

Keep your hands up! Yes!

Yes! That's more like it.

Hit him again!

Hit him harder!

Go on! Upper cut!

[Telephone rings]

Upper cut! Yes!

- Mother!

- Belt him!

[Ring]

Bonsoir. Mama.

My mother calls

at least once a day...

or else I miss her

too, too, too terribly.

The same as every day.

Full, full, full!

Philip was here.

We had a most awfulest lesson.

Mr. Nye called.

We have an appointment tomorrow.

Give him a little one, two!

A surprise? Really?

J'adore surprises!

Not as much as I adore you,

of course.

NANNY:
9...10...yes!

[Bell rings]

Mr. Nye is bringing me

a present from Mother...

something trs fabu from Paree.

What do you think it might be?

Oh, I really couldn't guess.

But...

if your mother picked it out,

I'm sure it will be brilliant.

Now...sweet dreams, my pet.

You, too, Nanny.

I love you!

I love you, too.

Sleep tight.

Oh, my lord,

there's still so much to do.

...getting the centerpieces

in by tonight.

We don't want to leave it

till the last minute.

- Yes.

- It's looking quite nice.

Be very careful

about these napkins.

[Bumps chair]

The tables are

too close together. Look.

Oh, yes,

you're absolutely right...

and we will take care of that.

- Mr. Salomone?

- Yes?

I am sorry to interrupt.

You have a phone call.

Uh, yes.

Hello?

Yes. this is Mr. Salomone.

Yes. Yes. Mr. Toyama.

Absolutely. No problem.

I will take care of it

immediately.

Yes, sir. I look forward

to seeing you tomorrow.

Mr. Toyama, the attach

to the Prince of Kushin...

will be staying with us

as...as well.

Did you say a prince?

What prince?

Oh, it doesn't matter.

A prince...

Mrs. Daniels? [Claps]

Please, do not repeat

a word of this to anyone.

Are you daft? Of course not.

Someone else might swoop in...

before I get a chance

to invite him to the ball.

Mrs. Daniels,

you don't understand.

If someone finds out, then...

[Whispering]

Eloise will find out.

And if Eloise finds out,

then my career will be over.

And if my career is over.

then I...

A prince.

Looks like I found my date

to the debutante ball.

ELOISE:
Last night.

I couldn't sleep.

I had all these absolutely

large thoughts.

How would I find the prince?

How would I get him

to ask me to the ball?

What did Mr. Nye

want to talk about?

What did my mother send me?

And what would happen...

if you threw a pitcher of water

down the mail chute?

That's rather a lot

to think about when you're six.

[Ring]

- Yes, Eloise?

- Yes, it's Eloise.

We'd like two croissants,

an artichoke...

oatmeal,

so I won't dry up...

- And?

- Some rather hot coffee...

and charge it, please!

Thank you very much.

- Well?

- Well?

- The door?

- The chair?

I don't know what's happened

to your manners this morning.

Ooh!

- Nanny?

- Morning, Sir Wilkes.

Oh, my lord!

Why don't you talk to him?

Now, that is rude, rude, rude.

Just say what's in your head

or at least ask him to tea.

It's just not done, Eloise.

He's a knight.

He's above my station.

Besides,

if anybody does any asking...

he should ask me.

[Door buzzer]

[Bells tolling]

The bells! The bells!

All right! What can you tell me

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