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AmeIia, have you ever heard...
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of Eduard Christoff
PhiIIipe Gerard RenaIdi?
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No.
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He was the crown prince
of Genovia.
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Mm...
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What about him?
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Eduard Christoff
PhiIIipe Gerard RenaIdi...
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was your father.
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Yeah, sure.
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My father was
the prince of Genovia.
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Uh-huh. You're joking.
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Why wouId I joke about
something Iike that?
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No! Because if he's reaIIy
a prince, then I--
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ExactIy.
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You're not just
AmeIia ThermopoIis.
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You are AmeIia Mignonette
ThermopoIis RenaIdi...
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Princess of Genovia.
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Me? A princess?
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Shut up!
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I beg your pardon?
Shut up?
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Your Majesty, in America...
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it doesn't aIways mean
''Be quiet.''
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Here it couId mean,
''Wow,'' ''Gee whiz,'' ''GoIIy''--
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Oh, I understand.
Thank you.
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NevertheIess,
you are the princess.
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And I am
Queen CIarisse RenaIdi.
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Why wouId you pick me
to be your princess?
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Since your father died,
you are the naturaI heir...
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to the throne of Genovia.
That's our Iaw.
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I'm royaI by marriage.
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You are royaI by bIood.
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You can ruIe.
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RuIe? Oh, no.
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Oh, no. No, no, no.
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Now you have
reaIIy got the wrong girI.
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I never Iead anybody--
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not at Brownies,
not at Camp Fire GirIs--
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Queen CIarisse,
my expectation in Iife...
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is to be invisibIe,
and I'm good at it.
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AmeIia, I had
other expectations aIso.
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In my wiIdest dreams...
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I never expected this
to happen.
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But you are the IegaI heir--
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the onIy heir--
to the Genovian throne...
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and we will
accept the challenge...
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of heIping you become
the princess that you are.
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Oh, I can give you books.
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You wiII study Ianguages,
history, art, poIiticaI science.
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I can teach you
to waIk, taIk, sit, stand...
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eat, dress Iike a princess.
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And, given time,
I think you'II find...
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the paIace in Genovia
a very pIeasant pIace to Iive.
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-Live in Genovia?
-It's a wonderfuI country.
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Whoa, whoa. Just--
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Rewind and freeze.
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l'm no princess.
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I'm stiII waiting
for normaI body parts to arrive.
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I refuse to move to
and ruIe a country...
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and--Do you want
another reason?
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I don't want to be a princess!
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Oh, AmeIia...AmeIia!
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Amelia, come back here!
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Ohh!
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WeII, that went weII,
didn't it?
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-Perhaps she needs more time.
-WiII you heIp me?
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Miss ThermopoIis?
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I'm the head of your security...
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and you want me to be
a chauffeur and baby-sitter.
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For the time being.
The chiId needs protection.
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For 15 years...
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you couldn't
find a spare minute...
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to teII me that
my father is a royaI?
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I thought I was doing
the right thing.
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Oh.. The right thing for who, Mom?
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For aII of us.
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l mean,
if we secretly divorced...
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he would be able
to find a woman...
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who wouId stay by his side
and produce heirs...
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and I wouId be free
to Iive my Iife with you.
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I mean, pIease!
We met in coIIege!
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I was young!
I wanted to paint.
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Can you see me waIking
one step behind someone...
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for the rest of my Iife?
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With ruIes and reguIations...
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and the waving and the bowing
and the scraping?
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I was scared!
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Living with a mother...
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who Iied to me
for 15 years scares me.
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Where are you going?
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I am going to straighten up
the royaI bedchamber.
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After the divorce,
we all discussed it.
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Your father
and your grandmother...
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both agreed
to keep that distance...
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so you would have a chance
of a normal childhood...
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free of
emotionaI compIications.
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We were going to teII you
when you were 18 years oId...
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but when your father died,
things changed, Mia.
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We wanted to protect you.
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Ok.. You know what?
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I don't feeI protected.
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You try Iiving for 15 years...
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thinking that
you're one person...
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and then in five minutes
you find out...
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that you're a princess.
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Just in case...
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I'm not enough
of a freak aIready...
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Iet's add a tiara!
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WeII, drink your soup.
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I'm not reaIIy hungry.
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Fine.
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Good night, sweetheart.
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Fat Louie...
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You are so Iucky...
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you don't know
who your parents are.
