Bride Wars Page #2

- Yeah.

I cannot go to the state finals.

I mean, children talking

about their little problems.

Ugh! You gotta do it for me.

Yeah, Deb, I'm already doing

your late bus patrol...

and pep squad and your

after-school detention.

- You're the debate team adviser.

I don't think that I should-

- I know.

I do so much.

I wish I could just

do the bare minimum.

I so admire you for that.

Thank you.

Anyway, all right, look.

Here's how we'll work it out.

- I'll do the debate team-

- Okay, good.

Uh-huh. If you take my Tuesday

study halls for the rest of the year.

- Okay?

- Yeah, that's- No.

[ Laughing ]

All right. You owe me, girl.

- Get out of the hallway, kids!

- You know why she does this?

- You're the best teacher at that school.

- No, I-

She's trying to overwork you,

so you crack under pressure.

- Mm-mmm.

- Middle school's a jungle.

I don't know. I think she's kind of sad.

I mean, she's been divorced,

like, three times.

She's way ahead of us.

I mean, where are our divorces?

I gotta get married first.

- God, I hate Daniel! [ Laughs ]

- ##[ Rhone]

No, Kevin. I'm dealing with a crisis.

What's your crisis?

Uh, that's code for

""I don't want to talk to you.''

Oh, I see. Well, then thank you

for putting me through.

- See? I told you those jeans

would look great on you.

- They aren't too tight?

No, no:
Not at all: But this-

I mean, Emma, yellow-

Not your color.

Okay? Seriously.

Oh, but you know what? Try this.

Because-You know what? Keep it.

- Well-

- It never hung right on me anyway.

Of course it doesn't

hang right on you.

It's... my size, and it's new.

This is the Dolce blouse

I told you about last week.

- Liv, I can't.

- Hey, hey. It was on sale.

- I practically made money on it.

- Liv, it's too much.

Emma, Emma. Emma-

Just say thank you.just-

- Thank you. It's beautiful. I love it.

- Good:

Now this- Emma's stuff. Emma's stuff.

Let's get rid of it at one point.

You moved out, like,

a hundred years ago. Okay.

- Daniel's sweater? Cardigan? You wanna try that?

- Yeah, love it.

[ Both Gasp ]

Oh-

Tiffany box.

- You're getting engaged?

- I'm getting engaged.

- I'm getting engaged!

- You're getting engaged!

- Oh, my God!

- Oh, my God!

- Emma-

- No! Stop it. No. Liv!

- I have to look.

- Stop it! No! No!

- No, no!

- [ Squealing ]

- You can't stop me.

- [ Screams ]

I'm sorry.

But he should see your face

when you first see the ring.

Good call.

You always think of others, Emma.

It never occurs to me like that.

I mean, sometimes it does.

I'm really happy for you.

Promise me you won't tell anyone

until after he proposes.

Oh, God. I would never.

I'd be out of my mind.

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