Love Actually Page #8

in order

to hang out with you...

at Christmas.

Well, Bill...

It's a terrible,

terrible mistake, Chubs.

But you turn out to be

the f***ing love of my life.

[Chuckles]

And to be honest,

despite all my... complaining,

we have had

a wonderful life.

[Chuckles]

Well, thank you.

I mean, yeah, come on.

It's been an honor.

[Chuckles]

I feel very proud.

Oh, don't-don't be a moron.

Come on. Let's get pissed

and watch porn.

[Natalie's Voice]

Dear sir. Dear David.

Merry Christmas, and I hope

you have a very happy New Year.

I'm very sorry

about the thing that happened.

It was a very odd moment,

and I feel like a prize idiot.

Particularly because,

if you can't say it at Christmas,

when can you, eh?

I'm actually yours,

with love.

Your Natalie.

Jack, yeah, I need a car.

Right now.

Thank you.

Oh, don't wait up.

I'd like to go to Wandsworth.

The dodgy end.

Very good, sir.

# Your eyes tell me

how you want me #

[Siren Wailing]

# I can feel it

in your heartbeat #

# I know you like what you see #

[Prime Minister]

Harris Street.

[Driver]

What number, sir?

Oh, God.

It's the longest street in the world,

and I have absolutely no idea.

# Wrap your love around me #

# You're so exciting

I can feel you getting hotter #

[Doorbell Ringing]

- Hello. Does Natalie live here?

- No.

- Right. Fine. Thank you.

Sorry to disturb.

- Eh... Uh...

Aren't you the prime minister?

Uh, yes, in fact, I am.

Merry Christmas.

- Oh!

- Part of the service now.

I'm trying to get round everyone

by New Year's eve.

[Doorbell Rings]

Ah! Hello.

Uh, does Natalie live here?

- No, she doesn't.

- Oh, dear. Okay.

Are you singing carols?

- Uh, no. No, I'm not.

- Please, sir. Please.

Please.

- Well, I mean, I suppose I could.

- Please.

All right.

[Girls Cheering]

# Good King Wenceslas looked out #

# On the Feast of Stephen #

# When the snow lay round about #

# Deep and crisp and even #

# Brightly shone the moon that night #

- [Doorbell Ringing]

- Hello. Sorry to disturb.

Does Natalie live here?

No.

She lives next door.

Ah. Brilliant.

You're not who I think

you are, are you?

Yes, I'm afraid I am,

and I'm sorry about all the cock-ups.

Not my fault.

My cabinet are absolute crap.

We hope to do better next year.

Merry Christmas to you.

[Doorbell Ringing]

[All Chattering]

Ah. Hello.

Is, uh, Natalie in?

Where the f***

is my f***ing coat?

Oh. Hello.

Hello.

Um, this is my mum

and my dad...

and my Uncle Tony

and my Auntie Glynne.

- Very nice to meet you.

- And, um,

this is the prime minister.

Yes, we can see that, darling.

And, um, unfortunately,

we're very late.

- It's the school Christmas concert,

you see, David.

- Ah.

It is the first time all the

local schools have joined together.

Even St Basil's.

- Too much detail, Mum.

- Uh, anyway, how can we help, sir?

Well, I... just needed Natalie.

On some state business.

Oh.

Right. Yes.

Of course.

Right.

Well, perhaps you should,

uh, come on later, Plumpy.

Uh, Natalie.

Well, listen, I don't want to

make you late for the concert.

- No, it's nothing really.

- Keith'll be very disappointed.

- No, really, it doesn't matter.

- The octopus costume's taken me months.

Eight is a lot of legs, David.

Hmm. Um...

Listen, why don't I, um,

give you a lift,

and then we can talk about this...

state business business in the car.

- Okay.

- Lovely.

Lovely. Yes.

Hold tight, everybody.

How far is this place?

Just around the corner.

Ah, right. Well, uh,

I just wanted to say, um,

thank you

for the Christmas card.

You're welcome. Look,

I'm so sorry about that day.

I mean, I came into the room

and he slinked towards me

and there was a fire,

and he's the president

of the United States, and...

Nothing happened.

I promise.

And I just felt like

such a fool because...

I think about you

all the time, actually.

And I think you're

the man that I really...

We're here.

Iove.

Oh, wow. That really was

just round the corner. Uh...

Um...

Ow!

Well, look, I, uh...

I think I'd better not

come in, you know?

Last thing anyone wants

is some sleazy politician

stealing the kids' thunder.

No, please come.

It'll be great.

No, l... I'd better not.

But I...

will be very... sorry...

to drive away from you.

Just give me one second.

John's been very mysterious.

Where did you two meet?

Um... Um...

Um... Um...

Come on in.

We can watch from backstage.

Okay. Uh, Terry,

I won't be long.

But look. This, um... This has

to be a very secret visit, okay?

Don't worry,

This was my school.

I know my way around. Come on.

Look, look, the sheep are ready already,

and you're not even... Oh, David!

Ah! Ah!

Oh, how are you? Hi, guys.

Hey, hey, hey, hey. Hey.

You all right?

What the hell

are you doing here?

Well, you know, l...

I always tell your secretary's

secretary's secretary...

that these things are going on,

but it never occurred to me

you'd actually turn up.

Well, I thought it

was about time l-I did.

I just didn't want anyone to see,

so I'm gonna hide myself somewhere

and watch the show. Good luck.

Good luck, Daisy.

Good luck, Bernie.

I have to tell you, I've never been

gladder to see my stupid big brother.

Thank you.

It's all right.

Oh, now.

We haven't been introduced.

Oh, right. Um...

Well, this is Gavin.

Oh, hello, Gavin.

Sorry.

My copper. And this is Natalie,

who's my, um...

who's my uh... uh...

catering manager.

Oh.

Hi.

Catering manager. Watch that

he keeps his hands off you.

Twenty years ago,

you'd have been just his type.

I'll be very careful.

Don't try something, sir,

just because it's Christmas.

No, seriously.

[Bell Ringing]

Oh, come on.

Showtime. Quickly.

Um, look, see you after, yeah?

Yeah, probably. Yeah.

Thank you, Prime Minister.

It's all right.

Come on.

Right.

# Catch a falling star

and put it in your pocket #

# Save it for a rainy day #

# Catch a falling star

and put it in your pocket #

# Never let it fade away #

# Never let it fade away #

# Never let it fade away #

Hillier School would now like to present

their chosen Christmas number.

Lead vocals by 10-year-old

Joanna Anderson.

Backing vocals coordinated

by her mother,

the great Mrs. Jean Anderson.

Um, some of the staff have

decided to help out, and, uh,

for this, we ask you

to forgive us.

[Laughter]

Thank you.

# I don't want a lot

for Christmas #

# There's just one thing I need #

# I don't care about the presents #

# Underneath the Christmas tree #

# I just want you for my own #

# More than you could ever know #

# Make my wish come true #

# All I want for Christmas #

# Is you #

# I don't want a lot for Christmas #

# There's just one thing I need #

# I don't care

about the presents #

# Underneath the Christmas tree #

# I just want you for my own #

# More than

you could ever know #

# Make my wish come true #

# All I want for Christmas is you #

# You, baby, oh #

# All the lights are shining

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