Parent Trap 2 Page #5

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No way. In fact,

she's an only child.

She doesn't even have a brother.

Well...

That can't be.

I seen 'em.

And then just now, one Mrs. Ferris

called your daddy on the phone,

and another one is sitting

outside talking with him.

Twins wouldn't both be

Mrs. Ferris, Florence.

They'd have to have

different married names.

Yeah. I bet you're

just confused.

With all Dad's girlfriends,

who wouldn't be?

( "Nothin' At All"

by Andrea Robinson)

And it was nothin' at all

Like I thought, no,

it's so much more

No one else has

ever made me feel

(knock at door)

(shouts) Come in!

Nikki!

Hi, Mom!

I thought you were supposed to

be doing your homework in here.

I am. See?

How can you possibly concentrate

with all this noise?

What... noise?

Nikki, I was wondering...

What would you think

if we both took Friday off

and flew to Los Angeles to

visit Aunt Susan this weekend?

What? What for?

I miss her.

Don't you?

Yeah, but gee, doesn't it seem

like we just saw her?

To you, maybe, but she hasn't

been here for nearly six months.

And you, uh...

really want to go Friday?

This Friday?

What about summer school?

Oh, I don't think it would hurt

for you to miss just one day.

Oh, I don't know

about that, Mom.

I might have to read out loud

that day or something.

Oh, I don't think

that's very important.

Oh, besides, I forgot

to tell you...

Aunt Susan called.

She did? When?

Before. She said she was going out

of town herself this weekend.

And you know, she's

probably already gone.

Yeah. She's gone all right.

Too bad. I guess you'll just have

to get in touch with her next week.

Oh.

What a shame. (sighs)

Don't you think it would have

been nice to surprise her?

Gee, I never thought you

were big on surprises, Mom.

Oh, are you kidding?

I love surprises.

Mom, can I...

Oh. Yeah.

I'm sorry, darling.

I won't disturb you

for another minute.

Come in and give me a kiss

before you go to sleep, OK?

OK.

You really think that

she suspects something?

She was sure acting like it.

Wanting to go see Aunt Susan out of the

blue, talking about surprises and stuff.

Well, what are we gonna do?

I think I better call Aunt Susan

and speed things up a bit.

Hold on.

Nikki! Nikki!

Will you slow down? I can't

understand a word you're saying.

You have to hurry up and go out with Mr.

Grand before Mom wrecks everything.

Nikki, don't you think maybe we

should just confess everything

and let your mom

take it from here?

Are you kidding?

She'd blow it, for sure.

(Mary) Nikki!

Hold on.

What?

What's going on?

I'm working on her.

Hold on.

So will you do it, Aunt Susan?

Ask him to dinner

for tomorrow night?

Something tells me

I'm gonna regret this.

All right.

Yahoo!

Thanks, Aunt Susan.

You're the greatest.

OK. Bye.

We're back on track.

Meet me at the schoolyard

before school tomorrow morning.

OK. See you then.

(door slams)

(sighs)

Hello?

Yes, I'm wondering if you can

help me reach my brother-in-law,

Captain Brian Carey.

He's one of your pilots.

I'll hold.

OK. So Aunt Susan is calling your

dad this morning for a date.

I told her he always

eats his breakfast at home.

You know what else

I found out last night?

My mom expects me to take the

subway to school in New York.

The subway!

Yikes.

Ride underground with

who-knows-what kind of monsters

just to get to

a school with no boys.

Jeez, why doesn't she just take me

out to a pistol range and shoot me?

Don't worry. After this date, there's

no way my dad'll let your mom leave.

You better be right. Mom came home

with packing boxes yesterday.

My dad's been going on about some new,

hot reporter that he wants to take out.

Boy, they sure aren't

making this easy on us.

You can say that again.

(bell rings)

It's so good to see you, Brian.

Thanks for coming.

Aw, you made it seem so

intriguing. How could I refuse?

How was your flight?

Oh, pilots make horrible passengers.

For one thing, I never touch the food.

Can we get something to eat?

Sure.

Well, now, how about

if I buy you breakfast?

Then I can fill you in

on all that's been happening.

Sounds great.

You still haven't seen

Susie yet, huh? No.

She's hiding from me

so she can pretend to be me.

That's why I needed you,

to help me teach her a lesson.

This is gonna be fun.

It's for you.

Mrs. Ferris.

Oh, thanks.

Good morning.

What can I do for you?

Hi. Um...

Well, I was wondering,

if you're not doing anything...

if we might have dinner tonight.

Dinner tonight?

Well, that is if

it's not inconvenient.

No, no. I'd love to.

Um...

There's a new place downtown called Mr.

Garrison's we might try.

Pick you up at your house 7:30?

My house?

Oh! Great.

I'll be looking forward to it.

So will I. Bye.

Bye.

My house?

Florence, let me ask you

something. You're a woman.

And ten points to you,

Mr. Grand, for noticing.

And women like to play games,

am I right?

Oh-ho-ho, I was the wickedest backgammon

player in all of South Miami.

And Parcheesi?

Nobody better.

I don't mean games,

Florence, I mean...

games.

Mixed signals,

hard to get,

drive the guy bonkers.

That kind of stuff, you know?

You know what I mean?

You've got the wrong person

to ask in me, Mr. G.

I always believed

in being much more direct.

(phone rings)

Grand residence.

Who's calling, please?

It's the Parcheesi champ.

Hello. You're not calling

to cancel, I hope.

Oh, no, no.

No, I was just wondering...

I know this is gonna

sound silly,

but I've forgotten

where it is, uh...

what time you're

picking me up tonight.

Your house, 7:
30.

My house?

You wouldn't imagine that

would be so hard to remember.

Well, you probably have a lot on your mind.

Yes, how true.

In fact, I'm so overworked that I've

also forgotten where it is you're...

we're going tonight.

Uh-huh.

Mr. Garrison's.

Ah. Who's he?

No, it's not a "he,"

it's a restaurant.

Where I made reservations

for dinner tonight?

Oh! I see.

I'm glad one of us does.

Right, right. So that's my house,

7:
30, and dinner at Mr. Garrison's.

You got it.

Wonderful. Bye.

Goodbye.

Boy, this is weird.

The stranger that woman behaves,

the more I like her.

I don't say a word.

I know we've got to get her out of here.

What do you think I'm trying to do?

Your aunt is gonna

be here any second.

What do you think my dad's gonna say

if he gets here and finds two of them?

Mom! You promised to take us

for cheeseburgers!

Down in a second, Nikki.

Hurry!

Well? How do I look?

Ah...

A little overdressed

for cheeseburgers.

Oh, Nikki, didn't I tell you?

I'm going out later.

A lovely young man from work

is taking me out for drinks.

A place called...

Garrison's, I believe.

(both) No!

What on earth's wrong?

My father went there and he

says that it's really gross.

Rats in the kitchen. Yeah,

big, mean, ugly, fat ones.

Honestly?

How can these places

stay in business?

Who knows? Why should you

have to find out?

Since when were you interested

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