On the Set: The Princess Diaries 2 - Royal Engagement Page #2

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before assuming the throne.

lt was not Princess Mia

to whom l was referring.

Oh, wow.

King Chevalier

was the great-great-great-grandfather of...

Hello?

Ah... Oh.

(clears throat)

Proceed.

(gasps)

Nice.

Hello?

(Mabrey) So.

As of the 20th of October last year,

on the occasion of his 21 st birthday,

another Genovian of the royal bloodline

became eligible to assume the throne.

What?

My nephew, Lord Devereaux.

l beg your pardon?

My nephew's mother was my wife's sister.

Therefore, Your Majesty,

l am pleased to say

that my nephew

is ready to take his place

as Genovia's rightful king.

Shut up.

l beg your pardon?

- l mean...

- ''Shut up'' doesn't always mean shut up.

''Taisez-vous'' veut dire...

ln America, it's like

''Oh, my,'' ''Gee whiz,'' ''Wow.''

- ''Fantastique, '' ''Superbe, '' ''Oy vey. ''

- Yeah, thank you, Mr. Prime Minister.

But isn't Princess Mia

first in line to ascend the throne?

Not yet.

Genovian law states

that a princess must marry

before she can take the throne.

( Clarisse) We have never

enforced that law.

A man doesn't have to marry to be king.

l mean, this is the 21 st century,

for heaven's sake.

My granddaughter should

be given the same rights as any man.

Yeah!

Genovia shall have no queen

lest she be bound in matrimony.

Lord Palimore?

That is the law of Genovia

for the last 300 years.

Princess Mia is not qualified to rule

because she is unmarried.

Forgive me, Your Majesty.

Not all of us are sure that the princess

is the most suitable choice

to govern our great nation.

(all) Ooh!

Now, now, gentlemen, gentlemen. Please.

l suggest this honored body

allow Princess Mia one year,

during which time she must marry,

or she forfeits the throne

of Genovia to young Lord Devereaux.

What? No.

- l object. l object most strongly.

- One year?

- 60 days.

- Two months.

How could parliament expect me

to fall in love in 30 days? lt's like...

lt's like it's a big trick to get me

to have an arranged marriage, or...

No.

No, there's no...

That's it, there's no ''or.'' There's... l...

An arranged marriage is my only choice.

What kind of person

agrees to an arranged marriage?

Uh...

You agreed to an arranged marriage.

- Right.

- Yes, l did.

And it turned out quite splendidly.

He was my best friend.

We grew very fond of each other.

l'm sure, Grandma, but...

l dream of love, not fondness.

But you don't have to do this, Mia.

You don't have to become queen.

This is so unfair.

(man's voice) Amelia.

(both) Courage is not the absence of fear,

(alone) but rather the judgment

that something else is more important...

than fear.

There are 550 years

of Renaldis on these walls.

And l will be up there

next to my father.

l'm sure l want my chance

to make a difference as a ruler.

Spoken like a true queen.

You, my boy, a true-born Genovian.

You should be our king.

l agree.

But how can we make it happen?

Give me one of your arrows.

l'm going to show you a trick that

l learned from an old ltalian philosopher.

Niccol Machiavelli.

l can make this dart

hit the bull's-eye every time.

(yells)

Yes, but that is cheating.

You've got it.

Lord Devereaux will be arriving shortly,

Mrs. Kout, with his snake of an uncle.

Yes, Your Majesty.

- Your Majesty.

- Hm?

l know Lionel is the prime minister's

nephew and he's interning for the summer

because he wants to learn about security.

But he never leaves my side.

He sticks to me like Velcro, madam.

lt won't last very long.

He returns to school in the autumn.

- He wants an audience with you.

- What, now?

Now.

Lionel?

Short.

l don't know if you've met

Mrs. Kout, our housekeeper,

and Priscilla and Olivia, my lady's maids.

l'm doing a background check on Olivia.

Oh, that's not necessary, Lionel.

Everybody in this room

has high-priority clearance.

Of course, of course.

- Your Majesty?

- Hm?

l would gladly take a bullet for you.

Oh, how brave.

Most interns don't even

want to fetch me my tea.

The limousine is at the gates, madam.

( Clarisse) The viscount

is not staying, just the nephew.

Joseph, l want you to protect him

and keep your eye on him at all times.

- Of course. Lionel.

- Oh, hello.

So is this all right to welcome

the viscount and his nephew?

Very appropriate. And pretty.

Oh, l can't believe

parliament invited the guy

who's trying to steal the throne

to stay here with us at the palace.

Oh, no, parliament didn't invite him.

l did.

Wha...

l offered to have him

hung by his toes in our courtyard.

- Excuse me.

- Yeah, what about Joe's suggestion, huh?

No. lf there's any mischief going on,

l'd prefer it be right under my nose.

(Mabrey) lt's not a very difficult job,

you know.

You just have to open the door

before the passenger dies of old age.

- Hello, l'm here to welcome you.

- Your staff is incompetent and unreliable.

l just so don't want

to be nice to this guy, you know?

l mean, he is rude,

he's arrogant, self-centered, he's...

Ah, well, have you met him?

- No.

- Neither have l.

Yeah, but he probably is, Grandma.

l mean...

Like, now, all of a sudden, out of nowhere,

he wants to be the king of Genovia?

- What is that about?

- Oh, tush.

Whatever he is, we will be charm itself.

We will present ourselves

with grace and poise.

(man) Announcing Viscount Mabrey

and Lord Devereaux.

(Mabrey) Your Majesty.

- Your Highness.

- Mabrey.

Ma'am, may l introduce my nephew,

Lord Nicholas Devereaux.

Nicholas. We are delighted

to make your acquaintance.

Your Majesty, the pleasure is all mine.

And thank you so much

for inviting me to stay at the palace.

May l present my granddaughter Mia.

Your Highness.

Mia, would you care to welcome our guest?

Lord Nicholas.

(Lionel sniggers)

She always does that.

Uh...

l will personally

get some ice for that foot,

and l'll be with you

as quickly as l possibly can.

An accident.

Of course.

She's training to be a flamenco dancer.

Would you care to explain

what was going on out there?

Sorry.

l, uh, have met Lord Nicholas, actually.

Yep. At the ball. Didn't know

who he was, so, you know, we...

We danced, and l flirted.

l feel so stupid right now.

l see. Well, as your queen

l absolutely cannot condone it.

As a grandma, l say, ''right on.''

Now, if you'll come with me,

l have something to show you.

- Oh, yeah.

- l think you could leave that right there.

Uh... Yeah.

Thank you, culinary people.

(whispers) l'll be back.

The renovations for your suite

are finally finished.

Should have been ready for you

when you arrived,

but unfortunately we asked

Rupert's cousin to do the bathroom.

lt's a good lesson. Nepotism

belongs in the arts, not in plumbing.

This is your very own suite.

- Are you serious? This is...

- Mm-hm.

(gasps)

- This is my room?

- Yes.

Oh, Grandma.

This is very nice.

Good.

We just made the bed.

This is so cool.

( Clarisse) Ah, Fat Louie. l think

he rather likes his new abode as well.

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