Eloise at the Plaza Page #4

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[Nanny hiccups]

Even broken hearts.

[Ding]

NANNY:
Keep your hands up!

Keep your hands up! Yes!

Yes! That's more like it.

Hit him again!

Hit him harder!

Go on! Upper cut!

[Telephone rings]

Upper cut! Yes!

- Mother!

- Belt him!

[Ring]

Bonsoir. Mama.

My mother calls

at least once a day...

or else I miss her

too, too, too terribly.

The same as every day.

Full, full, full!

Philip was here.

We had a most awfulest lesson.

Mr. Nye called.

We have an appointment tomorrow.

Give him a little one, two!

A surprise? Really?

J'adore surprises!

Not as much as I adore you,

of course.

NANNY:
9...10...yes!

[Bell rings]

Mr. Nye is bringing me

a present from Mother...

something trs fabu from Paree.

What do you think it might be?

Oh, I really couldn't guess.

But...

if your mother picked it out,

I'm sure it will be brilliant.

Now...sweet dreams, my pet.

You, too, Nanny.

I love you!

I love you, too.

Sleep tight.

Oh, my lord,

there's still so much to do.

...getting the centerpieces

in by tonight.

We don't want to leave it

till the last minute.

- Yes.

- It's looking quite nice.

Be very careful

about these napkins.

[Bumps chair]

The tables are

too close together. Look.

Oh, yes,

you're absolutely right...

and we will take care of that.

- Mr. Salomone?

- Yes?

I am sorry to interrupt.

You have a phone call.

Uh, yes.

Hello?

Yes. this is Mr. Salomone.

Yes. Yes. Mr. Toyama.

Absolutely. No problem.

I will take care of it

immediately.

Yes, sir. I look forward

to seeing you tomorrow.

Mr. Toyama, the attach

to the Prince of Kushin...

will be staying with us

as...as well.

Did you say a prince?

What prince?

Oh, it doesn't matter.

A prince...

Mrs. Daniels? [Claps]

Please, do not repeat

a word of this to anyone.

Are you daft? Of course not.

Someone else might swoop in...

before I get a chance

to invite him to the ball.

Mrs. Daniels,

you don't understand.

If someone finds out, then...

[Whispering]

Eloise will find out.

And if Eloise finds out,

then my career will be over.

And if my career is over.

then I...

A prince.

Looks like I found my date

to the debutante ball.

ELOISE:
Last night.

I couldn't sleep.

I had all these absolutely

large thoughts.

How would I find the prince?

How would I get him

to ask me to the ball?

What did Mr. Nye

want to talk about?

What did my mother send me?

And what would happen...

if you threw a pitcher of water

down the mail chute?

That's rather a lot

to think about when you're six.

[Ring]

- Yes, Eloise?

- Yes, it's Eloise.

We'd like two croissants,

an artichoke...

oatmeal,

so I won't dry up...

- And?

- Some rather hot coffee...

and charge it, please!

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