The Wedding Planner

Synopsis: Mary Fiore is the wedding planner. She's ambitious, hard-working, extremely organized, and she knows exactly what to do and say to make any wedding a spectacular event. Bt when Mary falls (literally) for a handsome doctor her busy yet uncomplicated life is turned upside down - he's the groom in the biggest wedding of her career! Will she help him walk down the aisle with his internet tycoon girlfriend, or will Mary finally get to be the bride herself? When it comes to love, you can never plan what's going to happen.
Genre: Comedy, Romance
Director(s): Adam Shankman
Production: Cinedigm
  2 wins & 6 nominations.
103 min

You may now kiss the bride.

From now on,|he'll take care of you...

and you'll take care of him.

He'll make you|big baloney sandwiches...

and you'll buy him new socks|and a white briefcase.

And you'll live happily ever after.

You're the luckiest girl|in the world, Barbie.

The luckiest girl in the world.

You are the luckiest girl|in the world.

When I did Whitney Houston's wedding,|she was even more nervous than you.

And you look ten times better|than she did.

No, I don't.

This isn't gonna work.

I'm fat!

And I'm gonna marry|the wrong guy.

Look at me.

You are exquisite.

You're timeless.

You're the envy of your|future sister-in-law Janice...

whom I overheard say at the last|gown fitting, " Look at those thighs.

I'd kill for Tracy's thighs."

But you have more|than great thighs.

You have the love|of a man named Tom.

A man who, when he walked into|rehearsal dinner the other day...

said, "I can't believe|she picked me.

I can't believe I'm marrying the|most beautiful woman I've ever seen."

That tells me that this marriage|of yours is not only gonna work...

it's gonna last forever.

Thank you.

Oh, Mom, come here.

Excuse me.

Hey, what are you doing?

Thank you!

Keep to areas A, B and E. I don't want|any interference with the video team.

I know who you're looking for.|They're right downstairs.

- Father, where are you going?|- Nature calls.

You must call back later.|We're about to start.

Let's go. Inside.

Good morning.

Penny, stop flirting.|We're going in one.

Penny, go to M-12.|We have a dark Tower choking the AV.

Hi, ma'am. You're in|the preferred seating list.

- If you'll just follow me.|- Bye.

There we go.

Enjoy the wedding|from way back here.

Dark Tower demolished.

All right.|Places, everyone.

Todd, cut the fill lights.

Maestro, on three.

Excuse me, Mary. We can't find|the father of the bride.

That's okay. I got it.|Penny, send over the FOB.

I did, 15 minutes ago.

Cover me up north.|The FOB is MIA.

Oh, no, no, no.|Count to 100 and start again, okay?

Father, you're gonna|have to hold it.


Hey, guys, we're on.|Come on, put your jackets on.

I have a 20 on the FOB.

My little girl's|getting married today.

I remember her graduation|from nursery school...

when she was a little girl.

I remember...

like it was yesterday.

- Who are you?|- I'm the wedding planner.

Look, there's the wedding planner.

She must lead|such a romantic life.

" Earwax."

"X" on a double letter.|"A" on a triple word.

Seventy-two points.

No, I challenge you.|" Earwax" is two words.

- It's one.|- You're bluffing.

" Munch." Sixteen points.


Maria, I know I'm a pain in the neck.|I just want you to be happy.

I'm gonna say something that you|may be a little resistant to...

but sometimes a father|has to take action.

What are you talking about?

I found you a man|who has agreed to marry you.

Oh, my God!

If her mother was alive...

and she heard that,|she'd wish she was dead.

"Shaft." Twenty-two points.

Anyway, you know him.|Remember Massimo?

No. Who?

Massimo Lenzetta, the little boy you|played with the summer we were in Italy?

- The kid who ate mud?|- That's the one!

I bumped into him on New Arrivals Night|at the Sicilian Association.

Why, this is the most|wonderful day of my life!

A man of my very own!

- You must bring me to him at once.|- No need.

- He's here?|- Yeah.

- He's here? He's here?|- Massimo.

- No, he didn't.|- Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

You remember Massimo?

That mud did him good.

The last time I see you,|you were scrawny and ugly...

and your head was too big|for your body.

How nice. Thank you.

You're welcome.

I look forward|to our life together.

I want three sons|and a garden of tomatoes.

Okay then.

Tomatoes? Tomatoes?

Maria, wait.

- Good morning.|- Good morning.

The paper, and I'm gonna take|that Yahoo too.

- Keep it.|- Thanks.

- See ya.|- Bye.

- You look all excited.|- I am.

- Mary, I need--|- Can you take it, please?

Francine Donolly.

Her family sold gourmet sausages|out of the working-class kitchen.

- Yeah?|- Now today, five years later...

they're one of the biggest Internet|food specialty companies in America.

Pierre, I love you, but if you use|another carnation in my bouquet...

I will deport you.

- Thank you so much.|- Geri.

They put her wedding announcement|in the society pages. Why?

Because they want their new money|to be taken very seriously.

Sheila! Book the Gazebo Package|for the Belettis, okay?

Take this ugly flower.

Call Davis and tell him we need|a rush order on the Chuppa rental.

Thank you.

- What the hell is this?|- Sunless tanning cream.

Wedding's tomorrow.|You do the math.

Stop crying. Quarter cup of lemon juice,|half a cup of salt and a loof of sponge.

- Really?|- Scrub, scrub, scrub. Okay?

Look, they see this|as their ticket into the club.

They wanna make it a social event,|the party everybody talks about.

Oh, thank you, Sheila.

I already made contact. They're coming|to the Copeland wedding to see my work.

I'm gonna nail this account.

We'll be in every major|bridal magazine in the country.

- It'll be our biggest event ever.|- Good.

When I pull it off,|you're gonna make me a partner.

- A partner?|- Yes.

A partner.

Okay, you are fantastic.

Really, you're incredible.

Very good work,|but let me tell you something.

I built this business|on my back.

I sweat, I toiled.

I did things a little, innocent wedding|planner shouldn't even hear about.

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Submitted on August 05, 2018

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