Monte Carlo Page #7
Let's go home.
GRACE:
I don't know, Meg.Have you really thought about this?
No! No, not at all.
But what did you
tell your dad?
Well, I told him
I'd call and check in every day,
that I won't tell him
everything I'm doing,
that I'll be back
in August,
and then
I hung up
very quickly.
(LAUGHS)
You,
take care of my sister.
RILEY:
Precious cargo.My driver
will take you to the airport.
Bye, you
two lovebirds.
Please tell Theo
I said goodbye.
I will be sure to.
And that he was right.
I am different.
He knows that.
But I'll tell him.
Thank you.
Bye.
- Au revoir!
- See you later.
Au revoir.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Hi, Mom.
Yeah, we had
an amazing time.
(CHUCKLES)
(BOTH SCREAMING)
(RILEY WHOOPING)
(BOTH LAUGHING)
Just like that.
Try it out.
Hey, Grace,
I need somebody to run to the post office.
I'll do it.
ARCHITECT:
That was it.Yes, all right.
Now I am going to show you
the foundation of the new stadium,
which is possibly
to be ready by the end of the month.
We will have new lighting
for each classroom,
and the computers
will be here by September.
Superbe. Fine.
Thank you very much.
ARCHITECT:
So,what do you think?
THEO:
Well,it's amazing.
This follows
the same model as you saw it in Rajasthan.
This is the dormitory?
Yes, for about
And on the other side
we have the garden.
Excuse me one moment.
Grace!
(MUFFLED) Grace!
Grace!
(WHISTLES)
Theo.
What are you
doing here?
I'm working.
What are you
doing here?
I'm volunteering.
I don't think that
we've properly met.
I'm Grace Bennett.
Theo Marchand.
It's nice
to meet you.
(BLAME ITON
THE GIRLS PLAYING)
(SINGING) He's got looks that books
take pages to tell
He's got a face
to make you fall on your knees
He's got money in the bank
to thank and I guess
You could think
he's livin'at ease
Like lovers on the open shore
What's the matter?
When you're sitting there
with so much more
What's the matter?
While you're wondering
what the hell to be
Are you wishing
you were ugly like me?
Blame it on the girls
who know what to do
Blame it on the boys
who keep hitting on you
Blame it on your mother
for the things she said
Blame it on your father
but you know he's dead
Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys
Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys
Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys
Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys
Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys
(WHO SAYS PLAYING)
(SINGING) Wouldn't wanna be
anybody else, hey
You made me insecure
Told me I wasn't good enough
But who are you to judge
When you're a diamond
in the rough
I'm sure
you got some things
You'd like to
change about yourself
But when it comes to me
I wouldn't wanna be
anybody else
(VOCALIZING)
I'm no beauty queen
I'm just beautiful me
(VOCALIZING)
You've got every right
To a beautiful life
Come on!
Who says
Who says you're not perfect
Who says
you're not worth it
Who says
you're the only one that's hurting
Trust me
That's the price of beauty
Who says
you're not pretty
Who says
you're not beautiful
Who says?
It's such a funny thing
How nothing's funny
when it's you
You tell them
what you mean
But they keep
whiting out the truth
It's like a work of art
That never gets
to see the light
Keep you
beneath the stars
Won't let you
touch the sky
(VOCALIZING)
I'm no beauty queen
I'm just beautiful me
(VOCALIZING)
You've got every right
To a beautiful life
Come on!
Who says
Who says you're not perfect
Who says
you're not worth it
Who says
you're the only one that's hurting
Trust me
That's the price of beauty
Who says
you're not pretty
Who says
you're not beautiful
Who says?
Who says you're
not star potential
Who says you're
not presidential
Who says you
can't be in movies
Listen to me
Listen to me
Who says you
don't pass the test
Who says you
can't be the best
Who said
Who said
Would you tell me
who said that
Yeah, who says
Who says
Who says you're not perfect
Who says
you're not worth it
Who says
you're the only one that's hurting
Trust me
That's the price of beauty
Who says
you're not pretty
Who says
you're not beautiful
Who says?
Who says
you're not perfect
Who says
you're not worth it
Who says
you're the only one that's hurting
Trust me
That's the price of beauty
Who says
you're not pretty
Who says
you're not beautiful
Who says
THE END:
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