The Parent Trap Page #7

Annie

Okay, so remember, you're going to find out how Mom and Dad met...

Hallie

-- and you're gonna find out why they broke up...

MARVA JR.

(through her bull-horn)

-- Annie James! Your car's here! Annie James, front and center!

Annie

That's you.

(hands her envelope)

Here's your ticket and passport. The plane leaves at noon.

(then)

Also, remember, you've got to figure out a way to bring Mom out to California.

MARVA JR:

Last call, Annie James!

The Girls hug.

Give Dad a kiss for me.

Annie

And give Mom one for me.

Hallie nods and takes off. Annie watches her, biting her locket.

Annie

OhmyGod! Hallie! I mean, Annie!

Hallie!

(MORE)

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Annie(cont'd)

(Hallie turns)

The lockets!

Hallie rolls her eyes, runs back and the Girls quickly switch lockets, kiss good-bye and Hallie takes off again.

Annie WATCHES FROM THE CROWD

as Hallie greets the Limo Driver, climbs in the back seat and speeds off. Annie crosses her arms, then crosses her fingers.

Annie

Good luck.

CUT TO:

LONDON:

from 10,000 feet.

ANGLE - Hallie - SEATED BY THE WINDOW

on British Air, just moments before landing.

Hallie

(to herself)

okay, this is it. Oh, God, I hope she likes me. Please like me.

INT. BRITISH AIR TERMINAL - A FEW M

A steady stream of Passengers fill the terminal. Hallie cautiously enters, looking into the SEA OF FACES waiting behind a velvet rope, when she HEARS:

MARTIN (O.S.)

Annie!

Hallie looks up and sees Martin pushing through the crowd, holding a small bouquet of flowers

Hallie

(with her best British accent)

Maaaw-tin!

She rushes to him and dives him a big hug.

MARTIN:

You look fantastic. What did you do to your hair?

Hallie

cut it. Do you like it?

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MARTIN:

Love it. It's the new you!

(notices)

And you got your ears pierced! Give me five, girlfriend!

He puts out his hand to start "the handshake". Hallie looks at him strangely for a moment, then remembers "the handshake" and executes it to perfection.

LONDON - THE SIGHTS

as seen from a moving Limo. We PASS the HOUSES OF PARLIAMENT, WESTMINSTER ABBEY and BIG BEN.

INT. LIMOUSINE - MOVING - SAME TIME

Hallie has the window rolled down, her head resting on her hands, as she soaks up the sights.

Hallie

This is so amazing! What a city!

MARTIN:

Eight weeks at camp and suddenly you act like a American tourist.

Hallie

That's what camp's for, silly. Makes you appreciate home. I just love how everyone drives on the wrong side here.

(then, realizing)

I mean, here they actually drive on the right side, but after being in America where they drive on the wrong side, which after a while begins to feel like the right side, makes this seem like the wrong side... ObmyGod! Martin! Buckingham Palace!!! Can we stop?!? I'm dying to see one of the guards up close.

MARTIN:

You've seen the guards up close a million times.

Hallie

But never with short hair and pierced ears.

MARTIN:

Did they serve you anything funny to drink on that plane?

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Hallie

Please, Martin. Just for a sec.

MARTIN:

Just for a sec? Now you're even talking like an American. Oh, dear... Gareth pull over, will you, old boy?

The Driver pulls up in front of BUCKINGHAM PALACE and Hallie gets out and runs up to one of the Royal Guards. As is the custom, the Guard doesn't look at Hallie, doesn't even blink.

Hallie

(waves)

Hi, there. How ya doin'?

(no answer, whispers)

My name's Hallie. I'm from California. We don't have anything remotely like you in California. Oh, this is too cool. My Dad has a nutcracker shaped just like you. Same outfit... everything. is the Queen home? What's she doing? I know you can't answer. Can you blink if she's home?

Suddenly, the Guard clicks his heels, lifts his rifle over his shoulder and snaps to attention. A DOZEN OTHER GUARDS join him, doing the same. immediately, the other side of the gate is flanked by a MATCHED SET OF GUARDS, all switching their rifles from one shoulder to the other and snapping to attention.

The enormous Gates to the Palace MAJESTICALLY OPEN and a DOZEN PALACE HORS holding Royal Flags exit in formation, followed by A WHITE ROLLS ROYCE. The Rolls slowly pulls through the Gates and heads directly toward Hallie, who stands frozen among the Palace Guards.

Hallie

oh jeez, tell me this isn't happening!

The Rolls comes to a stop in front of Hallie and the tinted window in the back-seat slowly lowers. Hallie starts to fall backwards. The Palace Guard pushes her back upright.

From the back-seat, behind the Driver, QUEEN ELIZABETH leans forward and peers out crown and all.

QUEEN ELIZABM:

Good afternoon.

Hallie

Good afternoon.

QUEEN ELIZABETH:

What's your name, dear?

Hallie

Hallie Parker. I mean, Annie James, ma'am. Not Hallie Parker. Sorry. Forgot my name.

QUEEN ELIZABETH:

Yes, I have that effect on people. So nice to meet you, Annie James. Thank you for stopping by the Palace today.

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Hallie

Thank you, Your Highness. Very nice to meet you personally like this ... I didn't even know you were home. I was excited just to see one of your Guards ... I'm supposed to curtsey, aren't I?

QUEEN ELIZABETH:

That's okay, my dear, I shan't tell a single soul. I promise.

Hallie

(nods, stunned)

You shan't? Oh, thank you, ma'am.

QUEEN ELIZABETH:

(waves, with a gloved hand)

Time for me to go. Ta-ta.

Hallie

(waves back, shocked)

Ta-ta.

The window rises and the Rolls pulls off amongst The Queen's Guard.

PALACE GUARD:

(through locked teeth)

Now that's a first.

Hallie turns to Martin and the Chauffeur, who watch, their mouths agape.

EXT. 18TH. CENTURY HOUSE - REGENT'S PARK - A LITTLE LATER

An elegant town house on one of London's loveliest streets.

The Limousine pulls up and the Driver gets out, opening the

back door for Hallie. She steps out and looks up at the house.

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Hallie

(to herself)

This is it, 18 Cumberland Square.

Martin helps the Driver with the luggage as Hallie rushes up the steps. She places her hand on the big round knob and turns it.

INT. TOWN HOUSE

A beautiful, sun-filled house with a fantastic carved staircase. Hallie stands in the foyer, feeling very small.

Hallie

Hello?

She peeks into the Drawing Room, doesn't see anyone, heads around the stairs, counting the doorways and stops at:

THE LIBRARY:

where she sees someone sitting in a leather chair, smoking a pipe, hidden behind The Financial Times.

Hallie

(softly)

Grandfather, I'm home.

Hallie's Grandfather, CHARLES James, a small, dapper man, with a moustache and wearing a Saville Row suit, rises with a smile.

CHARLES:

Is that my little girl? That tall gangly thing?

Hallie

Yes, it's me.

(takes her in his arms)

Did you have a good time, sweet pea?

Hallie

(buried in his suit jacket)

Uh-huh... Great...

CHARLES:

(amused)

What are you doing?

Hallie

Just smelling.

CHARLES:

Smelling?

Hallie

I'm making a memory. Years from now, when I'm all grown up, I'll remember my Grandfather and how he always smelled of peppermint and pipe tobacco.

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