Little Miss Sunshine Page #8

Just tell me where

the dressing rooms are.

- [ Door Closes ]

- Listen, we're not in Albuquerque anymore.

- Hey, how are you feeling?

- Better. Where's Olive?

- There. What's up?

- Mom, I don't want Olive doing this.

Oh, my God!

- Look around. This place is f***ed!

- He's right!

Look, I don't want these

people judging Olive. F*** them!

- Listen, it is too late.

- No, it's not too late. You're the mom...

and you're supposed to protect her.

Everyone is gonna laugh at her, Mom.

Please don't let her do this.

[ Woman ]

Olive Hoover, two minutes.

[ Dwayne ]

Look, she's not a beauty queen.

She's just not.

- I'm gonna tell her.

- No, Dwayne. You listen to me.

Olive is who she is.

She has worked so hard.

She's poured everything into this.

We can't just take it away

from her. We can't.

I know you wanna protect her. I know, honey,

but... we gotta let Olive be Olive.

- [ Door Opens ]

- Olive Hoover. Are you the family?

Yeah. Okay?

Olive, it's time. Okay?

Yeah.

- We gotta go now.

- Hang on.

Olive, look at me.

If you don't want to do this,

that's okay.

If you want to sit this one out, it's totally

fine by us. We're proud of you anyway.

We gotta go.

It's time.

[ Techno, Faint ]

Ready? Let's go.

Good luck, honey.

Copy that. Twenty-five

is performance ready...

and we're walkin'...

as fast as we can.

- Is she going on?

- Yeah.

She's going on.

[ Emcee ]

Pure fairy-tale magic.

Miss Charisma Whiteman!

Wasn't that a stardust fantasy?

Thank you for that.

You have been such a patient audience.

We have one more contestant,

and then we'll be crowning our winner.

Please give a warm welcome to...

Miss... Olive Hoover!

[ Applause ]

[ Whispers ]

You okay?

Um, I'd like to dedicate this

to my grandpa...

who showed me these moves.

[ Emcee ]

Oh, that is so sweet!

[ Laughs ] Is he here?

Where is your grandpa right now?

In the trunk of our car.

Okay!

[ Laughs ]

Well, take it away, Olive!

[ Funk ]

Huh!

[ Man Singing ]

[ Continues ]

- [ Continues ]

- [ Woman ] You suck!

- [ Audience Members Booing ]

- Those little f***ers. I will kill them.

[ Woman ]

You stink!

No, no, no, no, no.

[ Gasping ]

What is your daughter doing?

She's kickin' ass.

That's what she's doin'.

[ Panting ]

[ Continues ]

Get over here!

Get over here!

- I want that little ragamuffin

off the stage this minute.

- [ Emcee ] All right.

- Get her. Right this minute!

- Don't touch- Don't touch her.

- Your act's over, honey.

- [ Richard ] Hey!

- Hey! Hey, let go of my daughter!

- Oh!

- [ Screaming ]

- [ Dwayne ] Holy sh-

Let her finish!

Get off me!

Help! Get off me!

- Help me!

- Take charge! Just take charge!

[ Richard ] Keep dancin', honey!

Daddy's okay.

Get your daughter

off this stage right now!

Now!

Honey?

[ Mouthing Words ]

- Like that?

- Oh!

[ Delighted Squeal ]

[ Ends ]

- Ooh!

- Ah!

[ Applause Smattering ]

Yeah! All right!

[ No Audible Dialogue ]

[ Clears Throat ]

Okay, you're out-

on the condition that you never enter

your daughter in a beauty pageant...

in the state of California ever again.

Ever.

I think we can live with that.

All right.

We're back in business.

Lock and load.

Olive, your grandpa would've

been really proud of you.

- Yeah, you were great. Mm-wah!

- [ Frank ] You were beyond great.

- [ Dwayne ] You were incredible.

- Thank you.

Let's get outta here.

[ Panting ]

[ Grunting ]

[ Gasping ]

Whoo!

- It's in gear.

- [ Engine Starts ]

What in the world?

[ Gasps ]

[ Horn Honking ]

[ Laughing ]

[ Honking Continues ]

[ Whistling ]

[ Man Singing ]

[ Continues ]

[ Song Ends ]

[ Man Singing ]

[ Continues ]

[ Ends ]

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