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Gupta : The phone's
ringing off the hook.
MIA :
What?! Oh!
O'Connell : Mia, your mother's on her way.
Gupta : Gupta. Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. The
queen is coming to Grove High School.
Suki :
A limo with flags!
Male reporter : A Genovian limousine has arrived.
The queen is getting out.
Man :
Your Majesty.
Suki :
Why all the secrets? All we keep hearing is
''No comment. No comment.'' Do you have a
comment?
Man :
Your Majesty—
Male reporter : Will you be visiting the White
House?
Male reporter : Are you taking the princess home?
MIA :
Mom, I don't know who
told on
me.
Clarisse : We'll
get to the bottom of this.
Gupta : Here's your tea, Your Majesty. I'm
sorry we don't have finer china.
Clarisse : That’s perfectly all right.
Gupta : Here.
Clarisse : Joseph?
Joe :
Speak.
MIA :
Paolo?
Paolo : Majesty, it was I who told the press
about the princess, about you. I
outed
you. So to
speak. I don't mean to
imply--
Joe :
Grazie. Prego.
Paolo : But not for money, Principessa.
Paolo
hates money. He
spits on money. There was no
money. Well, there was some money. After
all, a Man like me, each ring is--The point
is, it was pride and ego who drove me to
know that royalty would see one day the
beauty was mine! The hair was mine! That I,
Paolo Puttanesca, was responsible for--
Joe :
Grazie. Prego.
Paolo : By the way, your hair--magnificent.
The next time, we go a little lighter?
Male reporter : Your Highness, would you like to
say anything?
Gupta : Isn’t that just awful? Doesn't anyone
respect royalty anymore? What is it like in
Genovia, Your Majesty? Do people just
fawn over
you?
Clarisse : I wonder, would you give us a
moment alone?
Gupta : I’m the vice-principal.
Clarisse : Joseph, would you take this fine
educator and show her your security plans
for Amelia’s safety?
Joe :
What? Ah, yes, of course. Of course. Yes.
Gupta : Your Majesty, thank you.
Joe :
Your security system is a bit lax.
Gupta : Oh, is it?
HELEN : A week ago, Mia was a normal little
kid.
Clarisse : She has never been normal. She was
born royal. And we
cope with
the press every single day and we will do it
again.
Helen : You don't have to do this. You can
get out of this whole thing right now.
Clarisse : Your mother is right, Amelia. We
had a bargain.
MIA :
All right. I will think about it and let you
know soon.
Clarisse : Good. A diplomatic answer. Polite,
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