Penelope Page #6

Stop!

Haven't you hurt her enough?

- Bathroom. Now.

- Edward, I...

- Why don't you let Edward handle this?

- But, Mother...

You make me sick!

Why? I'm giving her exactly

what she wants.

And I don't see anybody else

lining up to do that.

Oh, unless... unless you are.

Are you lining up?

- That's not the point.

- Yeah, it is. Yes, it is the point!

Look, if you want to go out there

and tell her that the only man willing

to stand up and say, 'I do,'

still gags at the thought of kissing her,

then be my guest,

but it's not me

you'll be hurting.

It's her, isn't it?

Johnny Martin.

- Son of a plumber, huh?

- It sure took you long enough.

Boy, you sure fooled me.

So, it looks like you were

doing her a favour after all.

- You seen this?

- Hmm. Cute couple.

Yeah. Penelope and the beast.

Hey, they're both getting

what they want, right?

I know what he's getting.

What's she getting?

Well, she's getting the day

she's waited for all her life,

breaking the curse.

Oh, you don't actually believe that,

do you?

Well, don't you?

What the hell have you been

chasing all these years?

I don't know. A wounded ego

and a missing eye, I guess.

Come on, a curse?

Yeah. Who knows? You know, you spend

enough time around a poker table,

you believe in all sorts of things.

Hey, it's not too late

to stop Edward.

That's what she wants.

Wait. If getting married is all it takes

to break the 'ooh, the curse,'...

why not you?

- You're forgetting, man. I'm not Max.

- So?

'One of their own kind'.

Hey! Over here!

I saved you a seat! It's clean.

Hey, Annie, look at you.

Weddings are great, aren't they?

Yeah. When they're

somebody else's.

Jessica,

I need a word.

Excuse me.

What's the matter? Is there a problem?

And Edward seems

really nice.

Mom, I think I'm going to throw up.

Just remember,

in a few minutes from now,

the curse will be broken.

There is no curse. The only one

cursed here is me.

- For starters...

- Losing your eye was your own damn fault.

- Now what?

- I just wanted to apologise.

Apology not accepted.

What?!

I have a wedding to go to!

Meet Johnny Martin.

I told you not to rush

the process.

This doesn't change a thing.

How can you say that?

Not only was Edward part of...

As you yourself once said,

he's still one of our own kind.

OK, fine. What about Max, or Johnny

or whatever his name is?

What about him?

Don't you think Penelope's

entitled to know?

That he lied about everything?

That he doesn't have the

power to break the curse.

Why on earth would

she need to know that?

Don't you see? Maybe that's

the only reason he said no.

I don't know that. You don't know that.

But if that's true,

God bless him,

he did the right thing.

- Damn it, Jessica, I can't just...

- Leave it alone.

Not that I'm not happy for her.

I'm really happy for her.

You're happy for her, right?

- If she's happy, I'm happy.

- Right.

- Mom, I feel stupid.

- Oh, you don't look stupid.

You look...

You don't look stupid.

Do you, Edward Vanderman

take Penelope Wilher

to be your lawfully wedded wife?

To have and to hold,

for better or for worse

for richer or for poorer

in sickness and in health.

To love and to cherish

from this day forward

until death do you part?

I do.

And do you, Penelope Wilhern,

take Edward Humphrey

Vanderman III

to be your lawfully wedded husband,

to have and to hold,

for better or for worse

for richer or for poorer,

in sickness and in health,

to love and to cherish

from this day forward

until death do you part?

Nobody move!

She's fine!

Penelope, wait!

Penelope! Stop!

Look at me.

I am.

What is it, dear?

No, look at me.

I am! What?

I don't understand! What do you mean?

You... I'm sorry.

Penelope, it's not too late.

Go away, Mother!

Honey, just think about

what you're doing.

This is the moment

we have worked so hard for.

I said go away!

Sweetheart, please! Please!

We are one yes away

from a whole new life.

A whole new you!

But I don't want a whole new me,

Mother!

Sweetheart, please! Please!

I like myself the way I am.

It's not going to grow back.

- What makes you think I...

- I miss it too.

And then I remember

you're still you.

Oh, Penelope...

'One of your own kind.'

I just assumed...

No, we all did, Mother.

No, dear.

No. Don't you see?

I could have broken

the curse years ago

if I'd just done my job

as your mother,

and loved you as my own.

You didn't know.

You didn't know.

Oh, look.

You know, darling, with the

carotid artery out of the way,

I think a little turn up might,

right there, be sweet. Look at that.

What?

You're crazy.

Oh, it's wrong for a young woman

to want to look her best?

That's not a bad thing...

What?

I'm being her mother.

That's what mothers do

with daughters!

They talk about how

to look prettier.

Still, I felt sad

for my mother that day...

Why are you turning it around?

Oh, now I'm the bad guy!

... having to cope with so many

changes all at once.

It all went back to sh*t!

I was packing to go,

and after 25 years

with the family...

Jake, where are you going?

Jake, I'm talking to you. Jake?

And why do you have that bag?

Jake! Don't be rude!

You turn around when

I'm talking to you, please.

I happen to be...

There, there, now. There, there.

But I had my own changes

to cope with,

and, while I missed the face

that had caused

so much trouble...

... the world had

moved on.

... and I was determined

to find my own way,

and determined to always

follow my heart...

Look! My daffodil bloomed!

And I found

Helleborus orientalis!

... and my conscience.

Dear Edward, that first

day in the library,

you said that you too have felt

imprisoned most of your life.

Looking back, I now believe you

were speaking from your heart.

I fear I did you a terrible

disservice that day

I knew you would run

I wanted you to,

but perhaps if I had taken

the time to really listen to you,

maybe we could have helped

each other find our way.

I'm sorry. I hope this letter

and this ring finds you well.

Edward? Edward? Your father wants

to know what you're doing in there.

And then came Halloween.

Okay, everybody. We're going to start

in about ten minutes, so I need you

all to go and get your costumes on. OK?

Just get changed and line up

by the front door as quick as possible.

Hey! Hey! No fighting.

- I can be whoever I want!

- Girls, please.

But she knew I was

going to be Penelope.

All right, girls, you're going to have to

go out with the rest of the class.

Go and line up. Come on, line up.

Get ready to go. Come on.

Alice?

Honey, what's wrong?

Everybody's Penelope,

and I'm a stupid static cling!

Oh... Well, frankly,

I find you quite refreshing.

Come on, sweetie. Stick with me

and we'll both make it through this.

Trick or treat!

Well, hello there.

- I love this one. These are my favourites.

- Jess, you're going to want to see this.

Is this too much?

Bye.

And then Wanda couldn't hold on

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