What A Girl Wants

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My name is Daphne Reynolds|and I was born in New York City.

I've lived my whole life with my mom|in a fifth-floor walkup in Chinatown.

It's always been just the two of us,|me and Libby.

But every year on my birthday|I'd make a wish.

Make a wish, baby!

That someone else could be there too.

And every year when he didn't come...

...I'd ask my mom to tell me|the same story.

You never get tired of this one,|do you? Okay.

Once upon a time...

...there was a young,|very cool singer named Libby...

...who one day decided to go out|and see the world.

Little did she know that in the deserts|of Morocco fate was waiting for her...

...and his name was Henry.

They fell madly, passionately,|hopelessly in love...

...and were married|by the chief of a Bedouin tribe.

Henry brought her to England to meet|his family so they could get married for real.

But fate was not so kind this time.

She was definitely not|what they were expecting.

But when Henry's father suddenly died...

...Libby knew there'd be more pressure|on him to lead a certain kind of life...

...because he was now Lord Dashwood...

...and Libby was no one's idea of a lady.

Henry knows all about it.|lf you love him, you will go now.

l think you should see this.

Apparently there's someone else.

So even though it broke her heart,|she knew she had to leave him.

But a few months later, fate|gave her the greatest gift of all:

A beautiful baby girl named Daphne.

Sweet dreams, kiddo.

-Love you.|-Love you.

l can't believe you're 1 5 years old today.

Sweet dreams, Henry.

On my 1 7th birthday,|Mom and I had to work.

But it turned out to be|where my story really began.

You delivering something?

Yeah, about three hours|of watered-down rock and roll...

...and one very late waitress.

Sorry.

Watch your head.

Are you related?

-Can l park it?|-Yeah, over there.

How could he do this to me?|lt's our wedding day! Where is he?

What? l should know?|20 minutes and she's lost him already.

Very funny.

Hey, how you doing?

l'm sorry, can l borrow this? Thanks.

Thanks.

Sorry about this.|Come on, big guy, wakey-wakey.

Help! Ma!

-lt's cold and l can't get it out!|-Shout!

Shout!

-Are you done with this, sir?|-Oh, thanks.

Daphne?

-Noelle!|-What are you doing here?

l'm clearing the chicken cacciatore.

Oh, my God, that is so funny!

Guess what? l'm interning at Jenkins|and Taylor before l go to Duke, pre-law.

-What's up next for you?|-The dessert, a selection of sorbets.

-No, where are you going to college?|-The University of the Undecided.

ls that in Ohio?

Yeah.

Undecided, Ohio.

Well, l guess l better be going.|But say hey to Jenkins. And Taylor.

-But--|-lf everyone would clear the dance floor...

...the bride and her father|would like to share a special dance.

-l know. l saw the look.|-l don't want to talk about it.

Every time we do these weddings, Mom,|l see the father-daughter dances.

l just--

l can't help but think that|l'm never gonna get to do that.

l know you think you're doing the|right thing by keeping me from him--

l was trying to protect you|from getting hurt the same way l was.

You left him, remember?

lt's not like he jumped on a plane|and came after me.

Maybe he would have|if he knew l existed.

-lt's not that simple.|-Why can't you understand, Mom?

l feel like half of me is missing.

And without the other half, how am|l supposed to know who l really am?

Daph.

Getting to know someone because|they share the same DNA isn't the answer.

lt's about getting to know yourself.

Come on, let's go steal some leftovers.|Lasagna looks great.

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