The Prince & Me 3: A Royal Honeymoon Page #7

Aah!

(chatter)

Gentlemen. Ladies.

Quiet, please.

In 20 minutes, we shall adjourn

to the chamber for the vote.

Thank you all for attending

this special session of the Folketing

during your holidays.

Come on, it's this way.

No, it's this way.

I'm not done yet.

(chuckles)

I run this country.

You are a figurehead.

I am the head of state.

(chatter)

MAN:
The monarch is leaving.

There's something going on.

The king had better not be

standing him up again.

OLIVER:
Thank you.

Thank you all for coming.

As you know, King Edvard

and Queen Paige of Denmark

came to Belavia to impede progress,

to stop what could be a great

economic boon for both our countries.

You cannot defeat me!

I can, and I will.

Information has come to our attention.

I warn you that this material

is sordid in nature.

Stop!

It's the king...

and the prime minister?

Eddie!

Wait, I have this manuscript.

It's really very saucy!

Enough!

Do you yield?

(camera shutter clicks)

MAN:
Your Majesty,

a question for the Post.

That was impressive.

Don't act so surprised.

We're on TV.

PAIGE:
I'm not surprised.

(mutters)

You 're my hero.

(camera shutter clicks)

May I have your attention, please.

(inaudible speech)

Attention, please.

His Majesty is speaking.

The prime minister

has attempted to coerce

and blackmail us,

even tarnish the queen's good name,

all in an effort to steal and destroy

the resources of Belavia.

I speak directly to Parliament

when I ask you to vote down

the measure before you.

This kingdom

and its natural resources

belong to its own people...

and any attempt

to usurp them is a crime.

Denmark will help Belavia.

But not by taking... by giving.

By developing

its greatest assets. Its people.

Its vast forests,

and the unique wildlife they harbor.

Queen Paige and I will work tirelessly

to promote the wonders of this country.

And so...

on this Christmas Eve...

I urge you to remember what is

important to the Belavian people

and to Denmark.

Lurge you to vote

with your heads...

and with your hearts.

Thank you, sir.

And now, Scott Alberson

would like to say a few words.

Scott?

Hi.

Scott Alberson.

I wrote this book.

None of it is true.

Oh, yeah, and I'm a big jerk.

Questions?

Thank you.

Soren?

Pardon me, Your Majesty,

I didn't mean to interrupt your...

relaxing holiday.

I thought you should know

that Parliament has voted.

It's a landslide.

Belavia is safe.

Eddie!

- What?

- We did it.

- We did it?

- We won.

- We did it?

- We did it.

- (smooching noises)

- Hello?

Hello?

I'm still here.

PAIGE:
Yes?

Yes. If I may. I wanted to say

something poignant.

And here it is...

you did this, the two of you...

and I' m very proud of you.

Thank you, Soren.

You 're welcome.

Now...

may I speak with the king, please?

Yes.

Hello, Soren?

Really?

Well, I will let her know.

Thank you, Soren.

Let me know what?

Nothing. Just got

your Christmas present.

Oh.

(Scott clears his throat)

So, uh, I'm going to take off.

I'm sorry.

Really.

Okay.

Scott, you did the right thing...

eventually.

You 're a good guy.

You just need to remember that.

Quite a girl you got there.

Yeah. I know.

Oh, by the way, I spoke

to the governor of Wisconsin...

who spoke to your mother's bank.

You did? You did that?

They're going to help you work out

a more reasonable payment plan.

Everything's going to be fine.

Thank you.

Thank you. I'm, uh...

I'm going to try and earn this.

Good.

Thank you.

Come here, you.

(siren blares)

(horse neighs)

Okay.

(man chanting in foreign language)

("God Rest Ye Merry,

Gentlemen" playing)

WOMAN:
Merry Christmas.

PAIGE:

Look at you, Mr. Romance.

EDVARD:
Well, this is Christmas Eve,

and a particularly special one.

What do you mean?

Your Christmas present.

I figured you 'd need a new one...

for your new job.

What?

Soren took a call

from the chief resident

at Copenhagen Hospital

this afternoon.

I hear doctors have

a very exhausting first year.

But do you think I should?

I could put it off...

you know, focus on being a queen.

Is that what you want?

No.

I don't think there's

only one way to be a queen.

This is my way.

Well, at least we had

a relaxing break

before you start work.

I had a wonderful time,

a wonderful honeymoon.

Merry Christmas, Paige.

Merry Christmas, Eddie.

(traditional local music playing)

Shall we?

I think so.

(onlookers clapping)

(traditional local music continues)

(laughing and calling out)

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