Princess Protection Program Page #3

The director didn't give me a choice.

Okay. Just, you know, a normal dad

would go to a foreign country

on a secret mission

and bring his daughter back

a T-shirt, not a person.

You should have warned me.

Carter, I didn't have a choice.

She doesn't trust anybody but me.

Yeah, I know the feeling.

Hey, what I do is complicated.

But if I thought for one second

it would hurt our family...

Dad, I get it.

-So, you're in?

-Do I have a choice?

Good, 'cause I'm gonna

need your help.

She needs to stay here

for a while, undetected.

And in order for that to happen,

she has to blend in

as a normal American teenager.

Yeah, no, that's not gonna

happen, Dad. She's a princess.

-Fine. Who do I say she is?

-Your cousin.

Carter, thank you.

Now, if we do our job right,

she'll be out of here

and back to her own country in no time.

-Okay, so by Tuesday?

-lt'll be soon. I promise.

-Still you and me, pal?

-No.

-Come on. Come on. Come on.

-No. No. No.

-ls that right? You're gonna go...

-No!

-...in the water if you don't say yes.

-Put me down.

-Put me down.

-All right.

-You give me a headache.

-Be nice.

Mmm-hmm.

You have made

other sleeping arrangements?

Look, the room is not yours. It's ours.

We share it.

-Share?

-Share.

I know that's probably

a foreign concept for a princess,

but what it means is that you get

one side of the room

and I get the other.

So stay on your side.

I don't want that.

That's good.

So I thought princesses

had designer clothes and stuff.

Well, she had to leave all that behind.

But I was thinking you could, you know,

loan her some of your stuff.

Yeah, sure. Why not?

Thank you. Now, go try again.

-I will after this hand.

-No, now.

And don't look at my cards.

All right, the kitchen's closing.

Last chance to eat something.

No, thank you. I wish to sleep.

Okay.

You may help me prepare for bed.

-I "may"?

-Yes.

I need a nightgown.

Preferably silk, preferably pink.

Pink silk. Let me see what I've got.

Here.

Huh?

May I use your restroom?

Yeah, upstairs, first door on the right.

Okay, whatever.

What happened?

Come on!

Do they not have lizards

where you're from?

Maybe, but I never see them.

That is why we have Henry.

You have a royal reptile wrangler?

Yes. And you should get one, too.

Good night.

She's gonna be okay.

No. She's gonna be a royal pain.

-Good morning.

-Hey.

Hey.

-Juice?

-Yeah.

All right. There you go. Coffee done?

Good.

Don't be shy, Rosie.

Grab whatever looks good.

-Bus is here.

-Sure you don't want a ride?

Yeah, I'll be fine. You coming?

-Where are we going?

-School. You're 1 6. You go to school.

School. Of course.

Goodbye.

-Morning, honey.

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