What A Girl Wants Page #3
Well, l don't know. l just....
-Could you bear it?|-Could l bear it? l mean that'd be....
-That'd be cool.|-Really?
Well, good. That's settled, then.|That's good.
Good.
l forgot. l brought this for you.|lt's some pictures of me growing up.
-That's....|-l thought you might want to have it.
Thank you very much.|Thank you.
That's splendid, thank you.
Okay.
Daphne, could l get your advice|on something?
Sure.
l can't decide which one to wear|to the show tomorrow...
-...and l was wondering what you thought.|-ls that a Gucci tartan mini? That's so cute!
-You can go that funky to the show?|-Daphne, that's the whole point.
Turn up in a sensible dress and pearls...
...and you might as well wear|a sign saying, ''Spot the Plonker.''
l'm glad you told me.|Wouldn't want to be a plonker.
What are stepsisters for?
-This is really cute.|-Good. l'll wear that, then.
-See you later!|-Bye!
l'm here to see Daphne Reynolds.
-Do you have an appointment?|-No, but she's a friend of mine.
-You don't get in without an appointment.|-She'll want to see me.
-Could you move away now, please, sir?|-What?
-Could you move away now, please?|-All right, chill out, mate.
You don't own the place.
No, stop!
No. Not good.
l'm so sorry. One second.|l'll be right there. Almost ready.
One second!
We have to go! Prince Charles,|Harry and Wills will already be there.
Why doesn't Daphne come along later?
-l suppose Percy could drive--|-Brilliant. lt's settled, then.
Come on!
Well, isn't this perfect?
-Go low on that one, Army.|-Low? Low it is.
You'd think they'd choose debs who actually|had ankles. Those look like baked hams.
-Shall l park the car?|-No, see you later!
Sorry. No admittance.|Show's already started.
Come on!
Cow!
Where is this Daphne, anyway?
She'll probably swing through|on a vine any minute.
The girl is positively barbaric.
l hope she doesn't embarrass me|in front of Armistead.
We still have the arrival|of Henry's illegitimate daughter.
You needn't worry. Henry assured me|she will be the soul of discretion.
-ls this the way to the show?|-Go! You're on!
Oh, my giddy aunt!
Holy poo on toast!
Henry...
...do something!
That's her.
Who is that adorable creature?
She can dump tea in my harbor anytime.
Thank you, London!
l say, are you all right?|Are you sure?
-What a disgrace!|-Must be American.
Make way, everyone.|Tacky American coming through.
My evil stepsister.|You've seen Cinderella, right?
Let me clue you in. l win.
-What a cute dog!|-l beg your pardon?
l'm Henry Dashwood's daughter|from New York.
-l didn't know Henry had a daughter.|-Can l play with him?
-She's very temperamental! A biter!|-Seems sweet.
-Hey, guy! l like the ribbon.|-Oh, dear. Excuse me, won't you?
Cute little guy, let's play.
-Princess Charlotte, l do apologize.|-lt's all right, Henry.
l've just been having a delicious moment|with your daughter.
Wonderful girl. A little rough around|the edges, but you'll sort those out.
-ls she staying for the summer?|-No, no, no.
-Oh, l'm afraid not.|-No, no, no.
-No.|-Yes.
My daughter will be|joining us this season.
-What season?|-Oh, my dear, you'll love it!
Beautiful gowns, lovely tiaras,|long, silky gloves...
...and the feverish kissing|in the cloakroom.
l must have my little baby back.
Come here, my darling. There.
There now, sweetheart.
-You've found a new friend.|-Come on, Daphne.
-Who's my precious girl?|-Let's get you out of here.
-Daddy.|-Relax, darling, relax.
She'll be gone in no time,|just like her mother.
Jesus!
-You scared the bejesus out of me.|-Sorry.
So you're the milk thief.
-What're you doing up so late?|-Jet lag.
What's your excuse?
Couldn't sleep. Just thinking.
How l nearly wiped out|the entire royal family?
l think they enjoyed it. lt's the first time|Princess Charlotte's taken a shine to anyone.
And no one will go near that dog since|it ate one of Lord Barret's testicles.
-Tragic.|-The real tragedy is, he's still reproducing.
Coco Pops. lnteresting choice.
-l had you down as an All-Bran man.|-These are strictly contraband.
Glynnis makes me eat that|other gravel every morning.
-Do you like Coco Pops?|-Dude, it's chocolate. Need l say more?
Did you mean what you said|about me staying for the summer?
Yes. Yes, l did.
So does that mean l'm gonna|be launched on society?
l suppose we ought to arrange|some sort of coming-out party for you.
Coming-out party? Coming out as what?
-As a young woman.|-What are you trying to say, Henry?
l just-- l mean as a young woman|of a certain...
...social standing and eligibility.
Eligibility? For what?
Well, for men--|l mean, for male suitors to....
-l'm not explaining this very well, am l?|-No. But l'm having fun watching you try.
Yes, well, perhaps we ought to leave|the party arrangements to you.
lt's not my kind of thing,|but l'll think about it.
Thanks, Henry.
l was just wondering|whether your mother ever...?
-No. No, she never got married.|-No, but obviously there'd be....
There'd be somebody, you know....
Well, off to bed, l suppose.
l hope you find your sleeping arrangements|conducive to a good night's--
Henry? ''Sweet dreams'' is all it takes.
Right.
Well, sweet dreams.
Sweet dreams, Henry.
Morning, Henry!
-Off to work?|-l was just-- Well, yes.
Oh, that reminds me. We must|get a dress for you for Saturday.
-What's on Saturday?|-The ball at the Orwoods' .
-Lots of hands to shake, l'm afraid.|-l can help Daphne find a dress.
We know that wouldn't be a good idea.|No, l found a gown at my designer's.
l've put it in your room, dear.|lt's utterly ravishing.
Excellent. Thank you. l'm counting on|you girls to give Daphne some pointers.
Bye, now.
Oh, very you. Lovely.
Thanks.
So Henry asked us to give you|some pointers, didn't he?
Well, pointer number one, go home.
Mother and l belong here and it's|quite clear you just don't fit in.
And pointer two?|While you're packing...
...keep your grimy little Yankee paws|off Armistead Stuart.
-He's mine.|-lf you'd take your nose out of the air...
...you'd see you're designer,|l'm vintage.
You've got a mansion,|l have a five-floor walkup.
You're snotty Little Miss Cranky Pants|and l go with the flow.
So why would you ever think|that l'd ever have the same taste in guys?
So here's a little pointer for you.|Get over yourself.
And stop trying to be my daddy's|little girl, because l'm not going anywhere.
Bye.
Pull!
Don't listen to that silly twit Clarissa.|She's just threatened by you, that's all.
Pull!
-Why would she be threatened?|-Her mother is about to marry my son...
...and gain a title|and all that goes with it.
For years, Alistair tried to elevate his|position through my husband's career.
Now he's got his claws into Henry.
People like Alistair and Glynnis,|social standing is everything.
Pull!
lt's silly, but they live by it.|And l lived by it too, once.
Till l saw what a toll it took|on the people who l love most.
Believe me, there'll be plenty|of people rooting for you to fail.
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