Mannequin: On the Move
- PG
- Year:
- 1991
- 95 min
- 369 Views
He's coming.
I love you.
Jessie!
Oh, I missed you.
More!
Again!
What will you do with me now, sir?
Find a priest, take our vows
and live happily ever after.
But what of your mother?
You know how she feels
about mixed marriages.
By sunset we will be man and wife,
and the Queen, bless her soul,
will be out of my life.
- He's coming! He's coming!
Let's go.
Everybody!
Stand back. Make way. I am the Prince.
We are here
on the Queen's business.
We have orders to arrest your peasant girl.
Over my dead body.
Do not draw that sword
unless you intend to use it, sir.
Sir, a word in private.
We're mere soldiers
working on the Queen's business.
Can't you try to see things... No, don't!
Unhand her!
- My prince!
- Jessie!
- I love you!
- I love you!
- My prince!
- Jessie!
William!
Queen, the queen!
Stop picking on those soldiers
and get away from that peasant girl.
Hit the ground, you scummy toads.
I love her, Mother. I will always love her.
Be still, my son.
She's only after the royal jewels.
You know she's not our type.
Now, come home with me
and we'll discuss it over some mutton.
Give her the gift.
- Well, my little sweetie pie.
- I don't want your gold or your jewels.
Get out of the way.
No? Then how about gold and jewels?
Jessie, let us make this
Then I will wear it forever.
You have cursed my gift!
It's not me, darling.
It's the work of Spretzle.
Brilliant. Simply brilliant. Frozen forever.
That little curse was nothing, my queenie.
Nothing, no, nothing.
Mother, I have never
asked you for anything.
But I beseech you,
take my life and spare hers.
All right, since you're such a romantic.
A thousand years,
or until she meets a true love
from another land.
Only then can the cursed necklace
be removed.
No!
Is it a deal?
Yes, but you have cursed your kingdom
for 1,000 years.
And that is the legend
of Hauptmann-Koenig's
enchanted peasant girl.
Of course, nobody
really believes the legend.
Now, if you'll step this way,
I'll show you our famous collection
Is it true
the statue's going on tour?
Yes.
"Nobody really believes the legend"?
My great, great, great, great, great,
great, great, great...
Do you mind? Thank you.
...great, great grandfather
was never wrong:
And very soon, my darling,
you will be alive and belong to his
great, great, great, great,
great, great, great, great grandson.
That's me.
See you, Mom.
Jason, your breakfast.
You have to eat
before you start a new job.
Thanks, Mom.
- Did I keep you up last night?
- You work too hard.
Well, all right.
So, marry a rich girl, and I'll retire.
- So, find me a rich girl.
- All right. I will. So, go.
Don't be late. I'll be waiting up for you.
Mrs. Williamson! Mrs. Williamson!
- What happened?
- I'm married!
- Oh, I don't believe it.
- Thank you!
- Thank you!
- Well, thank you.
He's the most beautiful man
I have ever met.
Oh, wonderful. Come in. You'll tell me.
- Is he rich?
- Yes.
- Does he have a Gold Card?
- Yes, he does.
- Does he have car? Does he have a condo?
- Yes.
Maybe I'm crazy but I'm no fool
I know where I stand
All of your reasons and all your rules
Don't stop me again
'Cause a lie's a lie and a fact's a fact
You can try but you can't change that
I've got something to make you see
And that something is me
You better wake up
'Cause my time is coming
And I'm running all the way
Wake up!
My engine's humming
Running down the road to paradise
Wake up!
No time for sleeping
Gonna drive all night
Wake up!
And start believing
Racing through the darkness to the light
Make me an offer I can't refuse
Near my back to the wall
Fold me a bed with those concrete shoes
It don't matter at all
Through the fire, on the ice
I've been knocked down once or twice
I've got something left to prove
Gonna prove it to you
You better wake up
'Cause my time is coming
And I'm running all the way
Wake up!
And start believing
Racing through
Racing through the night
Wake up!
- Oh, thank you.
- Hold it.
Start believing
Ooh, you better wake up
Wake up!
I like to get candids. Come with me.
Yeah, it might just be your ID badge,
but I try to capture
the essence of every Prince employee.
Here, sign this.
I'm Andy Ackerman, Security.
I don't miss much.
Hi, I'm Jason Williamson.
I'm doing with a steering wheel, right?
Steering wheel?
Oh, that. No, I assumed it was a key chain.
No. No, I just don't want my jeep stolen.
You don't have to worry about that
with me around here.
- Isn't that hair spray?
- Yeah. Well, I sort of flunked Mace class.
Oh.
You blind one instructor,
- they make you wait six months.
- Yeah.
Oh, here. Don't lose this baby.
You can charge anything in the store
with it. 10 off, too.
- Come with me. I'll help you check in.
- Thanks.
I'm supposed to report to a Mr. James.
- Do you know...
- Oh, boy. Yeah.
Has the shipment arrived
from Hauptmann-Koenig yet?
- It's coming in this afternoon.
- Not good enough.
- I want it this morning.
- That's impossible, sir.
Nothing is impossible.
"Lmpossible" is a dirty, dirty word.
- Dust.
- Pardon me?
I smell dust.
Dust your counter.
Make a showplace of the workplace.
"Make a showplace
of the workplace. "
I want a major employee turnout
at the airport tonight.
This whole event
has to go off without a hitch,
otherwise, heads will roll.
He's not kidding.
That's him right there.
Mr. James, I'm so sorry.
It was an accident.
It will never happen again, I promise.
- Excuse me, Mr. James?
- Not now.
An accident?
You destroy a mannequin
during store hours
and you call it an accident?
- Mr. James.
- Not now!
What do you do, Albert?
I work for Mr. Montrose, sir.
On the Hauptmann-Koenig presentation?
- Mr. James.
- Not now!
Do you realize
how important that presentation is?
The cream of Philadelphia society
is going to be here.
The eyes of the entire city
will be on that presentation
and on this store and on me.
- Do you understand?
- Yes.
- And have you learned your lesson?
- Yes, sir.
Good. You're fired.
For best effect,
deplore neglect, demand respect.
"Deplore neglect, demand respect. "
Now.
I'm Jason Williamson.
I think I'm supposed to report to you.
I'm the new trainee.
Ah.
Well, lucky you.
It seems we have an opening
on Mr. Montrose's staff.
Just because Hauptmann-Koenig is drab
does not mean that we have to be.
I'm going to breathe some life
into this presentation.
Remember, the password is pizzazz!
Stop! Wait!
Do you remember Miss Diana Ross
in the movie Mahogany?
Yeah.
Give me cheekbones, or give me death!
Five, six, seven, eight.
Mr. James is coming!
Mr. James is coming!
Scatter, children! Scatter!
Bring down the curtains!
Montrose. Montrose! I need to talk to you.
The Wizard's not here. Go away. Go away.
- Montrose!
- Laughing, joking, kidding.
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