Grace of Monaco Page #4

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Oh, come on, Ray! You can't be

the great moderniser one minute...

Call Hitchcock!

Turn him down publicly.

We'll make a show of how

happy you are here.

That you're permanently

retiring from acting.

- Why? Because de Gaulle says so?

- Because I say so.

- That's not your decision to make.

- I'm your husband.

I won't do it, Ray.

I didn't make you marry me.

- I didn't make you come here.

- Ray, this is absolutely...

What is it that Hollywood

can give you that I can't?

Ray, it's just a movie.

You were just an actress.

Have you thought that this

might not be about a movie?

Have you? Have you thought that de Gaulle

is looking for any excuse to take Monaco?

Even if it means turning

you against me?

Have you? No! Because you

don't listen and you don't think.

Everybody tip-toes around you while you

blow this way and that with indecision,

too afraid to say how you really feel

and too paralysed with the fear you

might just be in over your head.

- Oh!

- Oh!

Are you all right, maman?

[ MARIA CALLAS:
LA WALLY:

EBBEN? NE ANDR LONTANA]

Ebben

Ne andr lontana

Come va l'eco

Della pia campana

L fra

La neve bianca

L fra le nubi d'r

Laddove la speranza

- La speranza

- Do you believe in fairy tales, Tuck?

No.

I believe in "happily ever after".

When I won my Oscar, do you know

what my father told the press?

"I always thought it would be her sister

Peggy because anything Grace could do,

Peggy could do better."

Deep down he was furious.

That I'd rather be an actress

than be his ticket in.

Every achievement...

was a disappointment.

So I never thought that living

with Rainier would be any easier.

Well, of course it isn't any easier.

- But he does love you.

- Oh...

He loves an image of me.

Do you love him?

Tuck...

What happens if I get a divorce?

Well, I...

I think we both know that you'd never

be able to come back here and...

Your children would suffer the most.

They are heirs to a

European throne, Grace.

And add to that the fact that you would

have been a failure as a Princess.

I don't want to say no to the movie.

I don't.

Well, don't.

Let's see what happens...

There's consequence.

When people dream of

marrying royalty,

they very rarely comprehend

what it really means.

And you have to add to that

a culture that's one million miles

away from anything you know.

I know.

I know very well.

I've been here 15 years.

And you're still here.

This is a heartless kingdom.

Ray needs me and he needs you.

It doesn't feel that way.

You scare him, don't you?

You give a damn, and you're forcing

him to step out of his uniform.

He's just not ready yet.

Tuck...

I don't know how I'm gonna

keep living with him.

I don't know how I'm gonna

spend the rest of my life

in this place where I can't be me.

And who is that?

Grace Kelly, movie star?

You invented her.

You learned a certain kind of walk and

you perfected a certain kind of accent.

And you did it beautifully.

But now you're just a housewife

with two bratty kids

watching a rerun of your wedding day.

It's not why you came here, Grace.

You came here to play the

greatest role of your life:

Her Serene Highness

Princess Grace of Monaco,

Duchess of Valentinois,

and 137 more titles

that come with it.

God help you.

You make it sound so easy.

Look...

(PROJECTOR WHIRRS INTO LIFE)

That's a fantasy.

That's a fairytale, Grace.

It's not real life.

And it's not real love.

Real love is... is obligation.

At some point every

fairy tale must end.

But you mustn't do this for

your father or for me,

you must do it for yourself,

Ray and the children.

MA KELLY:
Kelly residence.

Hello, Ma.

Gracie?

My goodness.

I thought about you last week.

Do you remember our Labor Day

weekends at the Jersey shore?

Of course I do.

The Ocean City barbecues.

Do you remember that?

Wh-When Daddy tried to teach Kell-Bel

and I to spit watermelon seeds, and...

And I managed to spit

farther than Kell-Bel did.

Your father hated Ocean City, dear.

Are you all right?

I've been reading some worrying news.

Did you get my letters?

Of course. I've been telling

everybody your stories.

Did you really meet General Franco?

Why didn't you write back?

What would I have to tell

the Princess of Monaco?

You're not seriously thinking

about coming back, are you?

Gracie?

You know what your father

would have said about this.

Hollywood?

You're not an actress

any more, Gracie.

He'd be spinning in his grave.

I was just hoping we could

have a normal conversation.

Gracie, dear,

you're a Philadelphia girl

who did far better than any girl from

Philadelphia could ever dream of.

- And I think...

- (SLAMS RECEIVER DOWN)

Mommy, why are you crying?

Cos speaking with my mother

makes me happy, silly.

See you next week.

- Thank you, Father Tucker.

- Thank you.

Oh, my goodness, Madame,

in my humble home.

Count Fernando D'Aillieres,

at your service.

A marriage in crisis...

A princess far away from

home faces challenges

that are usually

impossible to overcome.

Well, that's very reassuring, Count.

I'm a protocol expert,

not a marriage counsellor.

But my duty is first and

foremost to Monaco.

Well, the um...

the customs, the history,

the protocol...

I want to know it all.

You mean you're not

familiar with them already?

Nobody gave me a handbook

when I got married, Count.

It's not just a question

of knowing it. I...

Well, really, I want to become it.

Ah...

Count, public opinion is

completely against me.

The people of Monaco don't

see me as their Princess.

I made a commitment with the whole world

watching, and for the sake of my children,

I will not be called a failure.

He's raised wire across

the entire border,

his warships are stationed

on the edge of our waters

and we've been cut off

from Nice airport.

We have perhaps two months before

we run out of essential supplies.

De Gaulle's running down the clock.

Do you think he'll invade?

By October.

Which means...

Whatever we have up our sleeve,

we'd better pull it out fast.

Where have you been?

The Vatican is hounding

me over this crisis.

I've had to reassure His Holiness

that you are still in control.

How's Grace?

Why don't you call on her, Ray?

I wouldn't know what to say.

I feel awful, Francis.

Well, if it wasn't for this Hollywood

nonsense, we wouldn't be in this mess.

Ray, come along,

just talk to the woman.

You're nothing but silent and angry.

I don't know how... I don't

know how to speak to her!

You know I've never been

good at this sort of thing.

She's your wife.

Well, that was your idea.

You vetted her. I needed a Princess.

She gave up her way of life for you.

- Whose side are you on, Francis?

- There are no sides, Ray.

Now, there's the protocol office,

the chamberlain,

the aide-de-camp

and of course your

lady-in-waiting, Madge,

the Prince's inner circle.

Now, you must know exactly where

to place each of these individuals

in the pecking order

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