Mannequin: On the Move

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He's coming.

I love you.

Jessie!

Oh, I missed you.

More!

Again!

What will you do with me now, sir?

Find a priest, take our vows

and live happily ever after.

But what of your mother?

You know how she feels

about mixed marriages.

By sunset we will be man and wife,

and the Queen, bless her soul,

will be out of my life.

- He's coming! He's coming!

Let's go.

Everybody!

Stand back. Make way. I am the Prince.

We are here

on the Queen's business.

We have orders to arrest your peasant girl.

Over my dead body.

Do not draw that sword

unless you intend to use it, sir.

I think he means it.

Sir, a word in private.

We're mere soldiers

working on the Queen's business.

Can't you try to see things... No, don't!

Unhand her!

- My prince!

- Jessie!

- I love you!

- I love you!

- My prince!

- Jessie!

William!

Queen, the queen!

Stop picking on those soldiers

and get away from that peasant girl.

Hit the ground, you scummy toads.

I love her, Mother. I will always love her.

Be still, my son.

She's only after the royal jewels.

You know she's not our type.

Now, come home with me

and we'll discuss it over some mutton.

Give her the gift.

- Well, my little sweetie pie.

- I don't want your gold or your jewels.

Get out of the way.

No? Then how about gold and jewels?

Jessie, let us make this

a symbol of our eternal love.

Then I will wear it forever.

You have cursed my gift!

It's not me, darling.

It's the work of Spretzle.

Brilliant. Simply brilliant. Frozen forever.

That little curse was nothing, my queenie.

Nothing, no, nothing.

Mother, I have never

asked you for anything.

But I beseech you,

take my life and spare hers.

All right, since you're such a romantic.

A thousand years,

or until she meets a true love

from another land.

Only then can the cursed necklace

be removed.

No!

Is it a deal?

Yes, but you have cursed your kingdom

for 1,000 years.

And that is the legend

of Hauptmann-Koenig's

enchanted peasant girl.

Of course, nobody

really believes the legend.

Now, if you'll step this way,

I'll show you our famous collection

of umbrellas through history.

Is it true

the statue's going on tour?

Yes.

"Nobody really believes the legend"?

My great, great, great, great, great,

great, great, great...

Do you mind? Thank you.

...great, great grandfather

was never wrong:

And very soon, my darling,

you will be alive and belong to his

great, great, great, great,

great, great, great, great grandson.

That's me.

See you, Mom.

Jason, your breakfast.

You have to eat

before you start a new job.

Thanks, Mom.

- Did I keep you up last night?

- You work too hard.

Well, all right.

So, marry a rich girl, and I'll retire.

- So, find me a rich girl.

- All right. I will. So, go.

Don't be late. I'll be waiting up for you.

Mrs. Williamson! Mrs. Williamson!

- What happened?

- I'm married!

- Oh, I don't believe it.

- Thank you!

- Thank you!

- Well, thank you.

He's the most beautiful man

I have ever met.

Oh, wonderful. Come in. You'll tell me.

- Is he rich?

- Yes.

- Does he have a Gold Card?

- Yes, he does.

- Does he have car? Does he have a condo?

- Yes.

Maybe I'm crazy but I'm no fool

I know where I stand

All of your reasons and all your rules

Don't stop me again

'Cause a lie's a lie and a fact's a fact

You can try but you can't change that

I've got something to make you see

And that something is me

You better wake up

'Cause my time is coming

And I'm running all the way

Wake up!

My engine's humming

Running down the road to paradise

Wake up!

No time for sleeping

Gonna drive all night

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