What A Girl Wants Page #6
What happened to the old you?|The real you?
Okay, lads, let's pick up the tempo.
Mom!
What are you doing here?
Jocelyn thought you might need a pal|while being fed to the sharks.
Oh, honey, you look so beautiful.
Look at you, Mom!
Are you actually wearing a bra?
Come on.
Hello, Henry.
Libby.
-Hello, Lucy. l'm Glynnis, Henry's fiance.|-lt's Libby, actually. And congratulations.
Well, what a lovely surprise.|l see you've come with no escort.
Henry, you must find somebody divine|for Lubby here to dance with.
Libby. Remember?
And why doesn't he just|ask her himself?
This is fantastic. Everyone important|has accepted their invitation.
-We've got the election in the bag.|-How can you be so calm?
Her Majesty is due any moment and your|candidate is dancing with that woman.
Henry knows what's at stake.
Besides, look what he did with Daphne.|Quite an achievement.
l thought l was going to have to get rid|of her, like her mother, but--
What did you just say?
Nothing.
-Did you say you got rid of my mother?|-Figure of speech.
-Are you the one that made her leave?|-Daphne, darling, now is not the time.
-Come on now, don't linger!|-Hey, but-- Glynnis!
-How dare he!|-Come on.
-Come on!|-Glynnis, let go!
-Get in here!|-Glynnis! Let go!
Get in here!
Glynnis! Glynnis!|Glynnis!
Remember the ritual dances?
You were so bad|they're still blaming you for the locusts.
-l recall your frock nearly got us arrested.|-l had you translate my apology.
-Which was something of a risk, l thought.|-l know it. You could've been...
-...trading me in for a goat.|-Camel, actually.
Which never came through,|by the way.
l had faith in you, Henry.
Just not enough?
You didn't say goodbye.|You just disappeared.
-lt was what you wanted.|-What l wanted?
-What l wanted was to be given a chance.|-You have had 1 7 years of chances, Henry...
...and l've had 1 7 years|of waiting for you to take them.
And now, ladies and gentlemen...
...the traditional father-daughter dance.|Lord Dashwood?
Please!
Help!
-Where is Daphne?|-l'll find her.
Oh, no.|Has Daphne gone missing again?
Maybe Clarissa can step in.|You wouldn't mind, would you?
No. l'm almost your daughter|now too.
Well, l'd....
-Help! Someone!|-Daphne?
l can't miss|my own father-daughter dance!
-Honey?|-Help!
-How dare you, Glynnis? How dare you!|-We don't want a scene, do we?
Take your hand off my daughter or you won't|get a scene, you'll get a Broadway musical.
-Daphne....|-What are you doing?
Finally giving you what you deserve.
Go ahead.
l don't want it.
Any of it.
Daphne!
Daphne!
-Wait.|-No.
l'm done waiting, Henry.
You know, when l was little, every birthday|l'd get all dressed up and l'd wish...
...that if l was good enough,|you'd come and find me.
And now here l am, in the most beautiful|dress l could ever imagine...
...and you're here.
You know what l miss now?|l miss being me.
l finally realized that that is enough.
You know, Daphne....
Maybe we're just trying|to make something work here which isn't.
Pray be upstanding|for Her Majesty, the queen.
Go ahead.
Duty calls.
Come on, honey.
-Lord Dashwood! What is your priority?|-Thank you very much.
-The election or your daughter?|-l have no comment.
-Couldn't you sleep either?|-No.
Made a bit of a mess of things,|haven't l?
A bit.
Henry, for six centuries this family|has been sacrificing bits of itself for England.
Arms, legs, eyes. The battlefields of Europe|are littered with them.
Don't follow in that glorious tradition.
You know what you're going|to sacrifice?
Your heart, Henry.
Sir Charles.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Well, over the last few weeks,|l've certainly...
...received more support and encouragement|from this constituency...
...than l'd ever dared hoped for. So l'd like|to take this opportunity to thank you all.
You may have noticed that recently there|have been one or two remarks in the press.
Regarding my behavior.
lt's been suggested l've not been conducting|myself in a manner befitting an MP.
Well, l've been giving my priorities|a great deal of thought...
...and l've decided that it's time|to get them straight.
Which is why l must now respectfully|withdraw my candidacy.
Representing you would undoubtedly|be the greatest honor of my political life.
lt would simply be impossible to do so|if l'm not serving my own conscience.
See...
...l've changed.
And as important|as my political aspirations are to me...
...there is one thing|that matters more.
Thank you.
Are you out of your mind?
l have done everything|to get you to this position...
...and l will not let you|throw it all away!
You've lied to me,|l know you lied to Libby...
...so forgive me if l don't give|a flying fart what you think.
Libby? l stopped you|from ruining your life!
l saved your family's reputation!
When l found out that girl was pregnant,|l knew l was doing the right thing.
-You knew about Daphne?|-Of course l knew! lt's my job to know!
-Grandpa! Are you okay?|-Oh, God.
-This is horrible.|-Do shut up!
Henry, darling! l know Daddy's been naughty,|but what about me?
You'll survive.
Hey. Table six is screaming for coffee.|What're you doing, anyway?
Sorry, it's my college applications.|Due on Monday.
Okay, l'll cover for you.
-Thank you.|-Good luck.
Ladies and gentlemen, the bride|would like to share a dance with her father.
l love you, Dad.
-What are you doing here?|-l just came because l....
l had something very important|to say to you...
...and l hope l can.... Actually,|l wrote it all down on the plane about....
About 200 times, as you....
lt was on a....|l have it....
What it comes down to is....
ls that l love you, Daphne.
l love you.|l'm so sorry.
l wouldn't change you, anything about you.|l wouldn't change one hair on your head.
-Not for anything--|-l love you, Dad. l love you!
Might l....
Might l have the honor of this dance?
Listen, Daphne, l....
l just think when you're groveling|it's important to bring a very large present.
-l don't understand.|-May l cut in?
Of course.
l tried to call you....
You never did want me to go,|did you?
There never was anyone else,|was there?
l'd say l owe you|a rather large apology.
You think l've waited 1 7 years|for an apology?
So I finally got my father-daughter dance.
Of course, it got interrupted|when my boyfriend showed up.
And then my parents started making out.
But sometimes things aren't exactly|how you always imagined.
They're even better.
Oh, just in case you were wondering|what happened to Clarissa and Glynnis...
...don't worry.|They ended up exactly as they should.
--the rustication, then it gets smoother--
-Big Ben.|-So did Alistair.
l can see the smiles.|For those of you who speak English...
...it's not the name of a large hamburger|at a fast food restaurant.
This is the closest he got|to Parliament.
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