The Prince & Me II: The Royal Wedding

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Surprise!

Thanks for helping this summer.

Have a great year at school, Paige.

Hey, what happened

to the Lamborghini?

I'm quite bored of the Lamborghini.

Ready to lose?

I've won Grand Prix.

What have you won?

Nothing.

And you're gonna beat me

in your mummy's limo?

To be correct, Mr. Irvine, I'm going

to beat you in my mummy's limo,

to which I've made

numerous modifications.

So you should be afraid, my friend.

Not half as afraid as you're gonna

be when your mummy finds out.

- Hey, how was it?

- Oh, it was great.

They had a going-away

Danish for me.

And as soon as I blew out the candle,

Trey Carlson came in

with this huge bloody gash

on his forehead.

- He tried to give himself a haircut.

- Good going, Trey.

The cool part was they let me

stitch it up for him.

- Time check?

- 9:
45.

Racers ready?

Go.

Hi.

No!

Look out!

Hi.

Great dress.

Good race, Your Highness.

Not exactly the way

I wanted to win.

It'd been better if you hadn't

lifted your foot off at the end.

- No, you did great.

- Congratulations.

- And then there were two.

- It's not that bad.

No, they seem really happy. I...

I just remember how much we used

to talk about getting out there

and following our dreams.

There's a whole world out there to see.

You too. We're the last holdouts.

Todd and I are engaged.

- Don't hate me.

- That's great.

- Why would I hate you? No.

- Oh, thanks.

- OK, ladies.

- Oh, look.

Betsy's throwing the bouquet.

Are you ready, ladies?

One, two, three.

I caught it!

- He is late every time.

- Yes.

It's OK, I've got it.

Thank you.

Thank you.

- Edvard.

- Hi, Ari.

His Majesty, the king.

Her Majesty, the queen.

His Royal Highness, the crown prince.

Her Royal Highness,

Princess Arabella.

Here we are, honey.

- Hope to see you at Thanksgiving.

- All right, I love you, Dad.

- Bye, sweetheart.

- Bye. Thanks.

- Hello?

- Paige, hey.

- How's it going?

- Oh, my God.

Good. How psyched

are you to be back?

Yeah, but this year we do the dishes

every three weeks

whether we need to or not.

And by "we", I mean you.

Oh, look what my dad

hooked me up with.

Yeah. He may be totally

inaccessible emotionally,

but he does know how

to install some really cool crap.

Well, enjoy it. I'll be lucky

if I'm ever home this year.

I've got a five-hour chem lab, plus

med-school applications and work.

Hey, hey, classes

haven't even started yet.

Before you start saving the world,

you could come to the Rat

with me, Stacey and Amanda.

So at this point in the trip, me and

the other tour leaders are just...

- We're fed up with all these

- OK, OK.

Rich, snotty kids

and all of their complaining.

So one night in Rome,

we go to this bar,

and I kind of slept with a 45-year-old

cheesy ltalian guy.

Forty-five? Wow.

Well, he was cute

in a Mussolini kind of way.

- What are you gals talking about?

- Our love for older, virile men like you.

A few more of these and believe me,

I'll be the best-looking guy in here.

- Then you better take Stacey's away.

- Oh, yes, please.

- You want back on the work rotation?

- Yeah, definitely.

- How's tomorrow?

- How's Thursday?

- How's tomorrow?

- Tomorrow it is.

All right.

This round's on me.

- Thanks.

- Thanks.

- Cheers.

- Cheers.

I can't believe you got

to see all of Europe.

I wish I could fast-forward

through the next five years...

I hate when she starts

to talk about her life plan.

- It makes me feel so unfocused.

- Tell me about it.

I'm a senior, and I've changed

my major, like, six times.

- I don't even have a major.

- Oh, please.

By the time you get one,

Paige will be done with Johns Hopkins.

- That's if I get in.

- You'll get in.

No. Not after this semester.

I have to take Shakespeare.

Some sort of stupid

humanities requirement.

That's it. The next time you talk

about classes or work,

you have to do a shot.

It's just that Shakespeare

is so useless...

Stop.

- Hey, guys, I need this.

- Hey.

- Here you go.

- No.

- No, come on.

- Oh, yeah, definitely.

- What is this?

- Drink it. Drink it.

- It's your first night.

- Cheers.

- Cheers.

- That's good.

Oh, I hate you guys.

Did you read all the prepared

research materials?

Of course.

Edvard, one day,

you will be the 51 st ruler

of the longest continuous monarchy

- in the history of the world.

- Yes, I'm aware, Father.

It's a monarchy that still requires

the participation of the king

in the workings and decisions

of the government.

So if I ask you if you're prepared,

it's not an insignificant question.

Father, I'm prepared, OK?

His Majesty, the king.

And His Royal Highness,

the crown prince.

- Your Majesty.

- I'm all right.

- Prime minister.

- Your Royal Highness.

OK, ladies and gentlemen,

let's get started.

But a six-percent pay increase

is the least

the national unions will accept.

- That's unconscionable.

- Look.

If we can't agree, how are we

gonna get the two sides together?

This is blackmail.

All right, we'll have to make

other concessions then.

Is there no end

to the workers' demands?

Our government must refuse

to give in to the unions at all costs.

I appreciate your ardor, Thomas,

but I assure you they are very serious

about the deadline.

Without concessions,

they will strike.

A nationwide strike will be

disastrous for our economy.

Edvard, I'm sure we'd all like

to know what you think.

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