Father of the Bride Page #2

MATT:

Me! Definitely, yes!

GEORGE:

Okay, and with your busy schedule, too.

NINA:

Honey, I can't. I have inventory to do that night.

GEORGE:

Oh...

ANNIE:

Uh, Thursday? Sure. Absolutely.

GEORGE:

Okay.

NINA:

Matty, use your other fork.

GEORGE:

Number two. Paul Simon's coming to the Forum and I think I can get us

great seats.

ANNIE:

Um...yeah...sure.

GEORGE:

All right, Paul Simon is an "um...yeah...sure," which I believe

translates to a "yes."

NINA:

Oh, um, honey? Could you please get that bottle of wine in the fridge

for me?

GEORGE:

Sure.

ANNIE:

Dad, wait...um...I don't know.

GEORGE:

You don't want to see Paul Simon?

ANNIE:

No...I do...It's just, um...

NINA:

What is it?

ANNIE:

Well...

NINA:

Is something going on?

ANNIE:

Yes, it is, Mom...uh...God, this is a hard thing to tell

parents...especially when you're my parents...Oh, God!

GEORGE:

Honey, just say it. What's the big deal?

MATT:

Yeah.

ANNIE:

Okay! I met somebody in Rome. Um, he's an American. Uh, he's from

L.A., actually. And um, his name's Brian MacKenzie. And he's this

completely wonderful, wonderful, amazing man, and...well, we starting

seeing each other, a lot...and, um...we fell in love. Ha! Ha! It

actually happened! And, uh, we've decided to get married...which means

that, I'm engaged! Ha! I'm engaged! I'm getting married! HA!

MATT:

Congratulations!

ANNIE:

Thank you.

NINA:

Oh! My! My! Oh, so, oh my...and that's your engagement ring, huh?

ANNIE:

Yes! Yes! We got it at a flea market outside of Rome. The guy we

bought it from said that it's at least a hundred years old...So, Dad.

Stop it. Say something.

GEORGE:

I'm sorry. What did you say?

LITTLE:

ANNIE:

Dad, I met a man in Rome. And he's wonderful and brilliant, and we're

getting married.

ANNIE:

Mom, what's he doing?

NINA:

George? George? George? What is it?

GEORGE:

Well...this is...this is ridiculous! You're too young to get married!

ANNIE:

Too young? Dad, I'm twenty-two. If I'm not mistaken, that's a year

older than Mom was when you guys got married.

GEORGE:

That is absolutely not true!

NINA:

Oh, no...you're absolutely wrong.

GEORGE:

You were this age when I married you?

NINA:

No. I was younger. I was this age when she was born.

GEORGE:

That...that doesn't matter. Times have changed. Your mother was

mature...and twenty-two isn't what it used to be...Matt, would you turn

on the air conditioner? It's hot in here. I thought...I thought you

didn't believe in marriage. I thought it meant a woman lost her

identity. I thought you wanted to get a job before you settled down so

you could earn money and be your own person.

ANNIE:

All right, hold on. I didn't think I believed in marriage until I met

Brian. Brian's not like any other guy I've ever known. I want to be

married to him. And I'm not going to lose my identity with him because

he's not some overpowering, macho guy. He's like you, Dad! Except

he's brilliant. He happens to love that I'm going to be an architect.

He wants me to design a house for us to live in. He said he'd move

anywhere I got a job. Give me a little credit, George. I'm not going

to marry some ape who wants me to wear go-go boots and an apron. I'm

telling you, you'll love him. He's a genius. And sweet. And I love

him more than anything in the world.

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