On the Set: The Princess Diaries 2 - Royal Engagement Page #4

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Everybody in this room

has high-priority clearance.

Of course, of course.

- Your Majesty?

- Hm?

l would gladly take a bullet for you.

Oh, how brave.

Most interns don't even

want to fetch me my tea.

The limousine is at the gates, madam.

( Clarisse) The viscount

is not staying, just the nephew.

Joseph, l want you to protect him

and keep your eye on him at all times.

- Of course. Lionel.

- Oh, hello.

So is this all right to welcome

the viscount and his nephew?

Very appropriate. And pretty.

Oh, l can't believe

parliament invited the guy

who's trying to steal the throne

to stay here with us at the palace.

Oh, no, parliament didn't invite him.

l did.

Wha...

l offered to have him

hung by his toes in our courtyard.

- Excuse me.

- Yeah, what about Joe's suggestion, huh?

No. lf there's any mischief going on,

l'd prefer it be right under my nose.

(Mabrey) lt's not a very difficult job,

you know.

You just have to open the door

before the passenger dies of old age.

- Hello, l'm here to welcome you.

- Your staff is incompetent and unreliable.

l just so don't want

to be nice to this guy, you know?

l mean, he is rude,

he's arrogant, self-centered, he's...

Ah, well, have you met him?

- No.

- Neither have l.

Yeah, but he probably is, Grandma.

l mean...

Like, now, all of a sudden, out of nowhere,

he wants to be the king of Genovia?

- What is that about?

- Oh, tush.

Whatever he is, we will be charm itself.

We will present ourselves

with grace and poise.

(man) Announcing Viscount Mabrey

and Lord Devereaux.

(Mabrey) Your Majesty.

- Your Highness.

- Mabrey.

Ma'am, may l introduce my nephew,

Lord Nicholas Devereaux.

Nicholas. We are delighted

to make your acquaintance.

Your Majesty, the pleasure is all mine.

And thank you so much

for inviting me to stay at the palace.

May l present my granddaughter Mia.

Your Highness.

Mia, would you care to welcome our guest?

Lord Nicholas.

(Lionel sniggers)

She always does that.

Uh...

l will personally

get some ice for that foot,

and l'll be with you

as quickly as l possibly can.

An accident.

Of course.

She's training to be a flamenco dancer.

Would you care to explain

what was going on out there?

Sorry.

l, uh, have met Lord Nicholas, actually.

Yep. At the ball. Didn't know

who he was, so, you know, we...

We danced, and l flirted.

l feel so stupid right now.

l see. Well, as your queen

l absolutely cannot condone it.

As a grandma, l say, ''right on.''

Now, if you'll come with me,

l have something to show you.

- Oh, yeah.

- l think you could leave that right there.

Uh... Yeah.

Thank you, culinary people.

(whispers) l'll be back.

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