The Prince & Me 3: A Royal Honeymoon Page #6

No, honey.

That would be terrible.

I love you so much, it hurts.

I love you too.

Eddie, there's something

I need to tell you.

(snores softly)

Eddie?

(softly)

Thank you.

("God Rest Ye Merry,

Gentlemen" playing)

Hi.

Merry Christmas Eve.

Paige, why does my head hurt?

You drank too much last night.

You want to sit?

Yes.

I'm sorry.

Me too.

No, it's my fault.

I shouldn't have gone off on

your friend like that.

I was stupid and...

jealous.

Eddie, I have

to tell you something,

and you 're not going to like it.

Okay.

This is kind of awkward.

Bad awkward?

Not good.

Maybe bad.

Good morning, Your Majesties.

Oliver, will you just

give us a minute, please?

Sir, the prime minister's here.

Here? In Belavia here?

Yes, and he would like to speak

to you at your earliest convenience.

(exasperated sigh)

Fine. Could you tell him that

I'll meet him in the hotel library

in 15 minutes.

Paige, I'm really sorry.

I'm going to have

to go and see him.

Who knows what he's up to.

Can we talk about this later?

Yeah. Yeah.

Okay.

It's not...

bad bad, is it?

Well, we'll talk later.

Thank you for seeing me,

Your Majesty.

John, I hope you 're not here to try

and make me change my mind.

I've already persuaded a number

of the legislators to join my cause.

Yes, I'm well aware,

but there may be other factors

you might want to consider.

May I sit?

- What is this?

- It's a book.

A tell-all, I believe they call it.

It doesn't paint your young bride

in the best light.

How did you get this?

You should read it, really.

We just added an especially juicy

chapter following last night's events.

It's great stuff,

complete with pictures too.

There's even a great one of you

asleep on a barroom floor.

But this one...

is my favorite.

What do you want?

Drop this issue.

Go honeymoon

in the tropics as planned,

or your dirty laundry will become

a number-one bestseller.

Are you ready for that?

Is your queen?

(laughing)

Uh, it's over. We're leaving.

Why?

We lost the fight.

Eddie, what happened?

Better question...

What happened

with Scott last night?

He... kissed me.

For the record, Paige...

someone kissing you

falls under the category of bad bad.

Eddie, you don't think that l...

What?

Kissed him back? Did you?

No.

No, of course not.

So it was a...

a one-way kiss?

Yeah, I would say so.

I slapped him.

He's, um...

he's written a book, Paige.

A tell-all about the two of you,

complete with a picture

of him kissing you...

on our honeymoon.

That's... this is why

we've got to go...

before this book comes out,

courtesy of Polonius.

Polonius.

Eddie, we didn't

do anything wrong.

Oh, that's not how it looks.

This book would...

embarrass the Crown.

No. It would embarrass me.

You are the Crown.

Paige, you are

the queen of Denmark.

Yes.

And as queen, I will not run away

from slander, and neither should you.

It's not me I'm worried about.

I'm not going anywhere.

Excuse me?

You heard me.

I haven't done anything wrong.

In fact, I have been wronged

by someone I thought was a friend.

I won't back down.

I can't.

I'm not going to pretend

to be someone I'm not.

What do you mean?

Just because Scott and Polonius

say something is true,

you think people will believe it.

Well, I don't.

People know me better than that,

and they should know that

somebody's trying to blackmail us.

Sit down.

Hey, hey.

Never for a moment believe

that I would want you to change.

You 're the woman I married.

You 're the girl I want,

and you will be...

You are a brilliant queen.

Then let's go forward.

I can take a little

embarrassment if you can,

if I know it's the right thing.

It is the right thing, isn't it?

Yes.

I love you...

Paige Morgan.

I love you.

Three hours till the vote.

(distant bell tolling)

EDVARD:
There he is.

Scott!

You and I need to talk.

Uh...

I got a plane to catch.

- Call the prince.

- A press conference. I'm on it!

Hey!

- You don't mind, do you?

- (man speaking foreign language)

Thank you.

Now...

driving I can do.

(Scott groans)

All right!

Now, I didn't want it

to have to come to this,

but I'm going to have to show you

how we take care of things back home.

Ugh!

Aaahhh!

Actually, we Danes

are quite fond of pugilism.

The conference

is at the castle in an hour.

The reporters are on their way.

I am really sorry.

I don't want to hear you

say you 're sorry.

Was this Polonius' idea

or yours?

A bit of both.

I've been writing it for a while.

It was just about Paige

and me at high school.

I needed the money.

But then the prime minister

contacted me.

I guess he was,

uh, fishing for dirt.

On you, Paige.

On me?

Yeah.

I, uh...

I told him about the book.

He said he could get it published...

if I just, um...

embellished things...

a little bit.

If you lied, you mean.

Hey, I told you,

I needed the money, okay?

Paige...

my family's farm is going under.

So, anyway, then he says, uh,

"Oh, we're probably going to need

some pictures to go with the book."

When you guys came to Belavia,

he gave me the scoop

and flew me out here.

I was in Lithuania,

but I had no idea

it involved this oil thing,

and I certainly didn't know that

that Oliver creep was involved until...

Well, uh, until I did.

Well, he fooled us too.

So what are we going to do

about this?

You 're sure

the prince understands?

I've explained everything.

You 'll speak first, then Scott.

Never been on this end

of a press conference before.

Just tell the truth, okay,

that Polonius brought you here,

he told you what to do,

and then paid you to write

a salacious expos on the queen.

Hey! It's my family's farm, okay?

It's all we've got.

Scott! We've been friends

for a long time.

Our parents are friends.

We cared a lot

about each other at one point.

If that means anything to you,

you need to make this right.

We will do everything

we can for your family,

but right now,

this country's future

is at stake.

Your Majesty.

You 're supposed

to be on a plane.

Change of plans.

We're not running away

because of your lies.

So you call a press conference

and have Mr. All-American

spill his guts about

the evil prime minister.

Is that about right?

Something like that, yes.

Now, if you 'll excuse us,

the reporters are waiting,

as is our Parliament.

You don't expect me to allow you

to tarnish my reputation, do you?

You 'd draw a sword on your king?

Well...

you will not pass.

The reporters are right inside.

Yes, and Oliver has his instructions.

PAIGE:
Eddie!

You will not be attending

this press conference.

Like hell he won't!

Aah!

Paige... go to the press conference.

Eddie.

Go.

I've got it.

You 're a young fool.

And you, sir...

are an old fool.

You have no idea

what it takes to govern a country.

What? With lies and deceit?

(Polonius chuckles)

My people will believe

what I tell them to believe.

The people will believe the truth.

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