Kopetsky is trying to hold him off now. Weaving back and forth to the inside.
Williams trying to go outside, now trying to cut inside.
Kopetsky will have none of it. He's holding him off. One lap to go.
Let them hear it, folks. Going around the third comer...
Go! Go! Go!
Williams, the rookie, is really out for the gold.
He's coming after Kopetsky on the inside.
Kopetsky is trying to hold him off with some quick moves.
Watch out for him, Williams. He'll mess with you.
It's Kopetsky and Williams now.
Oh, my God, they bumped! Did you see that?
Williams is coming in first!
Williams, the first-time rookie rider,
takes the championship of the super-modifieds.
Skoal!
That's great.
- It's stupid. - He said it was for all the marbles.
- I won them. I'm going to keep them. - Hey, you.
Fine race, sir.
Hey!
Right.
- I'm gonna kick your ass. - Just try.
Mike.
- Hey, you guys. John, stop. - You couldn't get me, Kopetsky.
- Get off me. - Get off.
- Are you OK? - Yes.
Here, come over here.
I still think we should've stopped at that biker bar,
shown them your hog.
Why?
Are we trying to set some record of how many times
I can get beaten up in one night?
If we were fencing, he would've been in serious trouble.
He still would have punched you.
Sorry.
I think that people around here are getting the wrong idea
about you and me.
What idea is that?
That we're involved.
Which we're not.
No.
Definitely not.
Because you hate me.
Yes, very much.
What? What's wrong?
Nothing. Absolutely nothing.
Which is why I am going to walk you to your door...
...and bid you good night.
He's been like this since I got here yesterday.
- Give it back! - Back off, Clearasil!
- Stop. - You stop.
I'm studying.
Eddie, finals are coming up. You need to be serious.
I am serious. OK, I will study.
OK. I am. I am.
Study.
No. Stop.
God, I've read the same sentence 1 5 times.
Come with me.
- Oh, my God! - Your Highness,
- is she your new girlfriend? - Go! Go!
- What's her name? - This is great!
Prince Edvard, is this what you've been doing?
Here! This way!
- Come on, hurry! - Prince Edvard!
- Hurry, hurry! - Over here!
Stop! Stop! Your Highness!
Prince Edvard, look over here!
- Prince Edvard! - What is up?
- Go down the stairs. - OK, OK.
- Over here, Prince Edvard! - This way!
- What's her name? - Hurry!
I think we have it.
What the hell was that? Why were they calling you Prince Edvard?
Because that's my name.
What? That's crazy!
You're a prince and that's why they were taking photos of us?
Yes.
Are there a lot of princes where you're from, or are you kind of it?
I'm it.
- You must be freezing. Let's get you... - You lied to me!
No, I didn't lie to you. I just didn't want to be Prince Edvard for once in my life.
I never should have started this.
You are exactly the kind of distraction I was trying to avoid.
Are those pictures gonna be in the newspaper?
- Yes. Lots of them. - Are you sure?
Yes. This isn't my first indiscretion.
I'm... I'm sorry.
- Paige, wait. - Stay away from me.
- I love you. - You love me?
Why should I believe that?
- You were just pretending. - No, I wasn't pretending.
No, I wasn't pretending!
Outside! I said, outside!
- Outside! - Right over here.
- I will not tell you again! - I'm so sorry.
Let's go to work.
Eddie, I think this may be for you.
- Hello? - Soren, put Edvard on the line.
One moment, Your Majesty.
Hello?
- Edvard. - Hello, Mother.
Edvard, you have to come home now.
For your father's sake.
He's very ill.
Lady Macbeth may have convinced him to kill Duncan,
but he knew it was his fate long before she even tried.
Destiny is not something that you can fight against.
But what about circumstance? Take Ohello, for instance.
Was Ohello fated to kill Desdemona, or did lago create the circumstance?
I think it's both. On the surface, lago is the bad guy.
But if we look closer, we see that the crack lago exploited
- was of Ohello's own making. - But still, Ohello made choices.
Bad ones.
Ohello had love, but he chose not to listen to his heart.
Love doesn't come around every day, and when it does,
you gotta grab it and hold on.
I mean, they could've lived happily ever after.
I know that that's a corny schoolgirl fantasy...
...but what if the fantasy actually became true and...
What if there really is a handsome prince?
- Miss Morgan... - But he's a really good kisser.
And...
- What if you just know you're in love? - Miss Morgan...
And all the things you thought were important don't matter anymore,
because the most important thing is to be with him.
- Miss Morgan. - Then it's not some silly fantasy.
It's actually real.
I mean, don't you think those two people should be together?
- Yes. - Yes.
Yes.
I do too.
Hi. Where's Eddie?
Oh, you mean Prince Ate-My- Triscuits-and-Didn't-Replace-Them?
He left after his last final.
Someone dropped that off for you.
- Where are you going? - Denmark.
- Why? - It's in the note.
The sun itself sees not Till heaven clears
Still not really getting it here, Paige.
You've got to look underneath the surface.
So you're just gonna show up at some castle in Denmark,
- knock on the door and ask for Eddie? - I don't know what I'm going to do.
I've never felt this way before. My stomach is all in knots.
Sounds like you're in love.
I'm not thinking like a sane person right now.
I just know that if I don't see him, I'll spend the rest of my life wondering.
- So 31 0 on this one. - Two sixty on this one.
- One thirty-seven on this one. - And 700 on this one.
What?
Daddy.
Oh, thank you.
Excuse me, what's that building over there?
This is the old stock exchange. You see on the roof?
You know, that's dragons twisting their tails.
Yeah, we're stuck here until it's over.
- Until what's over? - The parade.
Every time the royal family steps out of the house, you know,
- they close down half the city. - Really?
- Yeah. - You know, it's OK.
I'll just get out here.
Excuse me. Excuse me.
Excuse me.
Long live the queen!
Eddie!
Eddie! Eddie!
Eddie!
Eddie! Eddie!
- It's Paige Morgan! - Paige Morgan?
- Paige Morgan.
Look, there's Paige Morgan from the newspaper!
Hi.
- Paige! Paige! Paige! Paige! - Eddie, it's Paige Morgan!
Paige Morgan!
Eddie! Eddie!
His Royal Highness, the crown prince, and a guest.
- Just wait here. - OK.
Hi.
I now proclaim this session of Parliament open.
Let's go.
- Oh, no. - What?
You didn't tell me you lived with your parents.
- Hi. - My word.
- Miss Paige. - Soren!
Oh, hugging the help?
You're going to fit in very well around here.
Right. I will see you in a moment.
And Soren will show you where to go.
- May l? - Absolutely.
My pleasure.
This is the south courtyard.
You, of course, came through the private gate.
- Hi. - Miss Paige.
Right. Hi.
This is where we keep the mops.
- Absolutely not! - I love her and she loves me.
- And we will do as we please. - Oh, love.
And when has it ever been about that?
It has taken us a lot to get where we are today.
All we want is to be together.
It has taken you a lot to get to where you are?
It has taken us 1 200 years to get to where we are.
In a few weeks' time, you will ascend the throne as king,
and I will let nothing stand in the way of that.
Certainly not some tawdry little affair with a gold-digging American girl
who dreams of becoming the next Princess Di.
Mother, you cannot tell me whom to love and how to live my life.
Edvard, I am sure she has outstanding qualities.
But once the news of your father's illness becomes public,
the people will require reassurance.
Yes, and I will proudly and confidently ascend the throne.
- Good. - As soon as you allow me
to choose my own bride.
Out of the question.
She is a commoner.
Well, then I hope you think that Arabella is fit to be the queen
at the age of 1 2.
Oh, no, I'm forgetting about Nestor.
Oh, don't threaten us!
Cousin Bartholomew's idiot son, Nestor.
The 47-year-old virgin in diapers. Oh, the people will rejoice.
Enough!
Edvard, you will be the next king of Denmark.
- Do you hear me? - Yes, sir.
Now, about your young lady.
If you say you love her as you do,
and you believe she will make you happy, then marry her.
Haraald, you can't mean that.
Maybe this is not a good time to discuss...
No, it's a perfect time.
It is at the end of a man's life when he realizes
how important his decisions were at the beginning.
And in 1 502, King Gustav lV fell, hit his head on a rock,
had his famous moment of enlightenment. Claimed he saw God
at the bottom of this lake.
He went charging off through the castle to tell everyone.
Unfortunately, he was carrying a torch.
Curtains caught fire, burnt down half the palace.
Thus, observe the new wing.
He takes great pleasure in twisting my ancestors' history.
Today has been the most incredible day of my life.
Come with me.
I have something important to tell you.
Yeah?
The reason I had to come back...
...is because my father has decided to pass the crown to me.
So you're gonna be king.
Yes.
I love you so much.
And I know the sacrifices you would have to make.
What are you doing?
Paige Morgan,
will you marry me?
Yes.
Oh, good morning.
- Good morning, ma'am. - Good morning.
- Coffee? - Oh, I can get it myself
if you show me where the kitchen is.
Or a Starbucks?
- Grande decaf nonfat latte. - Yes, ma'am.
Congratulations!
You and Edvard getting married! It's so romantic!
- You must be Arabella. - Call me Ari.
Isn't it wonderful? We're going to be sisters.
More hugging?
- Whatever will we do with you? - Thank you.
Well, then, I thought we might run through your schedule for the day.
I have a schedule?
As of this morning you do.
Come on.
At 9:00, you have a groundbreaking with Edvard.
Also attending will be Countess Yungen.
Remember, if you're facing her, the good eye is the left one.
At 1 0:1 5, there's a photo opportunity.
Holding hands with Edvard on the royal yacht.
Opening of a Miro exhibit at the museum at noon.
1 2:40 is when you can call your parents.
Yes, a 1 :00 luncheon with the queen.
Deep breaths.
You'll get through this in spectacular fashion.
After all, that's what the people expect of our future queen.
Oh, my God.
What?
Queen.
I mean, I knew it worked that way, but I hadn't really thought about it like that.
Do you think that people are gonna mind if I'm gonna be their queen
- and all I've seen is the airport? - No.
Anna.
Do you a have dress for Eddie's coronation ball yet?
- No. - You may come in now.
This is Margueritte. She can design anything you like.
Chanel, Dior, Armani, Prada.
- It's very nice to meet you. - Turn.
Excuse me?
Turn.
Come, ladies.
Long torso.
Good figure.
Terrible American posture.
I don't work with hunchbacks.
- When is the wedding, Miss Morgan? - Good morning.
When these plants are completed,
Denmark will lead the European community
in vegetable oil and specialty fat production.
Farm girl.
So where do the future king and queen go on their honeymoon?
I was thinking Morocco.
It's really hard to organize security there.
Oh, right, OK.
What about Spain?
Yes, Spain is good.
I'm sure King Juan Carlos won't mind lending us his private island
for a few weeks in the summer.
I swear.
Well, it's hanging well in the front.
Is this part supposed to be loose?
- She doesn't speak. - At all?
To you.
Well, is this part supposed to be loose?
Well, it has been worn that way for the past 200 years.
The opening of this new wing of the Dangard Pediatric Hospital illustrates...
- Where's Paige? - I don't know.
...our country's commitment to improving healthcare
for all of our people...
There she is.
I was just being nice to some kids.
Which every paper felt compelled to report.
Well, what's wrong with that?
That you did it in a new, state-of-the-art, government-funded,
billion-kroner hospital,
which suddenly all these newspapers have no interest in mentioning.
We had an opportunity on the eve of a national strike,
to show the people what their healthcare system can do for them.
Instead, all they know is that you are nice to children.
I'm sorry. I'm trying.
It's gonna take me a while to get the hang of things.
Being royal is not like being famous or being rich.
It is something much, much more.
It is a way of being that can only be learned from birth.
It is an embodiment
which requires you to sacrifice who you are for who you must be.
Well, I'm Paige Morgan from Manitowoc, Wisconsin.
Paige Morgan can no longer exist.
She is gone.
You are now the future queen of Denmark...
...plain and simple.
Excuse me, Your Majesty.
Your Royal Highness, it's time to leave.
All right. Thank you, Soren.
His Royal Highness, the crown prince.
- Royal Highness. - Prime minister.
Good morning, ladies and gentlemen. In the interest of expedience,
I've asked the lead negotiator for the national unions
and the lead negotiator for our nation's corporate interests to join us.
Good morning.
- I'm very pleased to meet you. - Nice to meet you again.
Your Royal Highness.
I know your exposure to these proceedings has been rather limited...
Mr. Anderson, I'm well aware of the traditions and the protocols
of this chamber, and while I respect them,
we only have six hours before all hell breaks loose.
So don't you think the time for gamesmanship has passed?
- Yes, sir. - Then we are in agreement.
Please be seated.
And get comfortable
because we're not leaving here until this is solved.
And where will this additional money come from?
Well, perhaps management will tighten their belts.
- Our belts? - Yes! It might do you some good
- to go without. - These are businesses, not charities.
If we can't come to a resolution about wages,
perhaps we can discuss concessions on benefits.
- No concessions! - You take and take
- and will give nothing in return! - You are impossible!
Gentlemen, please. Let's remember this is not about us.
You know, when I was in America,
I spent some time with Paige's family on her farm.
And they explained something to me.
That we are all interdependent.
So we had better start caring for our opposition
as much as we do for ourselves.
I wonder if anyone on this table knows what it's like to work for a tiny wage.
And then to see that wage get sliced up even further by taxes.
Now, I can tell you from experience, it can be a mighty struggle.
But then I suspect it would be substantially more difficult
to see your job...
...and your benefits disappear altogether.
Now, at the moment, we are six percent apart. Correct?
Now, if the goal is to let the workers keep more
without damaging the corporation,
then perhaps there's a third path to consider.
He was brilliant. He got the unions to lower their demands,
the corporations to raise their offer,
and Parliament to cut the workers' wage tax to make up the difference.
Now, that's impressive. OK, about the dress.
Am I supposed to be able to breathe?
- No. - Oh, well, then it's perfect.
Miss Paige, the queen would like to see you immediately.
Don't worry. I'll be by your side the entire time.
- Soren, get out. - Yes, Your Majesty.
Thanks.
These are my new babies.
My new hopefuls.
I know you think I don't like you.
I like traditions.
I like traditions,
and I like consistency and continuity,
and I don't like change.
But...
...when that change is for the better...
...when it helps turn a boy into a man...
...then I have to reconsider.
Two weeks ago, I thought you were the end of the monarchy.
Now I see you may be the best thing that ever happened to us.
Thank you.
And now we have that settled...
...we have to make you into the best queen
that Denmark has ever had.
Come with me.
Between you and me, Paige, being queen is not without its charms.
So, my dear,
what would you like to wear to the coronation ball?
Very beautiful.
Your ears will be killing you by the end of the evening, though. Trust me.
Harry Winston.
It's very appropriate.
- Sorry. Would you excuse me? - Certainly, sir.
Yes, Your Highness.
Sorry. Pardon me.
Paige, may I have this dance?
Of course.
I hope you don't mind, but I've requested our song.
We have a song?
We have a song.
Let's go somewhere.
It kind of bothers me.
Right. Come with me.
Excuse me, sir. I know that you and your father wanted to speak privately
with the king of Norway before he left.
Right, of course. Thank you, Soren.
Listen, when I get back, I've got a special treat for you.
Oh, good. I was wondering when I was going to start being treated well.
- Good to see you. - Good to see you, sir.
Edvard.
- You remember my son, Edvard? - Very nice to meet you.
- Nice to see you again. - You too.
Father, I really think you should be sitting down.
Did those Egyptian photographers make you pose
for all those photos riding on camels?
- Yeah. - lnteresting creatures.
They store all that water, but they never seem to bathe in it.
Oh, yeah.
So down to business.
We have to talk about fishing rights.
We've both signed a treaty.
The main thing is to maintain stock and to respect...
Right, I've got something to show you.
Stay there.
Now,
relax, my dear, as I make you...
...the perfect sandwich.
I think you'll find...
...that the student
has now become the teacher.
I can see how proud your father is of you.
Yes.
Eddie, this has all been extraordinary.
A real life fairy tale.
But I can't do it anymore.
What?
What are you saying?
I'm saying I can't stay.
Well, what's the matter?
When I first met you,
I was so focused because I was scared.
And you got me out of that,
which is the greatest thing anyone's ever done for me.
But I'm still me, and all the things that I want to do are still a part of me,
and I thought I could make myself forget about that,
but I can't.
What about us?
You belong here, not me.
And your father needs you to be there...
...for your mother and Arabella.
I mean, is that it? We never see each other again?
I don't know.
I can't make you stay, can l?
I can't make you stay.
Long live His Majesty, King Edvard lll.
Today marks a profound, though bittersweet, milestone for all of us...
...as we bear witness to both an end and a beginning.
And while we must continue on,
we must also be grateful
to have been blessed with someone
who has so ably guided us to where we are today.
When there has been so much love...
...and happiness for someone...
...it is natural to be reluctant...
...to close such a wonderful chapter in our lives.
- Excuse me. - For moving forward
is rarely accomplished without considerable grief and sadness.
And while our sorrow may be profound...
...the clouds will clear...
...and the sun will shine on us again.
And in that warm, bright light...
...we will find ourselves facing a glorious future.
A future of exciting challenges...
...and infinite possibility...
...in which the horizon will stretch out before us...
...rimmed in the heavenly glow...
...of the sunrise of our tomorrow.
Can everybody...?
Can we get the girls together for a group shot?
Just a quick one. OK. Great. All right.
OK. Amy, sweetheart.
All right, Amy. Amy, here. All right, girls? Girls?
- Say, "Cheese curds". - Cheese curds!
Excellent.
Beautiful, girls.
I'm so proud of you.
Let me see.
Oh, sweetheart...
Thou art. as wise as thou art. beautiful
I want you in my life, Paige.
I want to marry you.
If that means I have to wait until you finish medical school,
become a doctor and anything else you want to do,
then I'll do it.
I'll wait.
Denmark isn't ready for a queen like me.
Well, then they'll have to be...
...because I am.