Michael: what are you doing this Saturday night?

　　MIA: are you guys playing?

　　Michael: we’re rehearsing some new things. We got two new songs. Plus, surprise, we got the new parts for you. Sting. We could put it together.

　　MIA: Ok. Is this like a date?

　　Michael: no. music, cars.

　　MIA: would it include pizza?

　　Michael: of course. Pizza is given.

　　MIA: With M&Ms?

　　Lilly: wait up! Wait for me! Not you! I don’t even know you!

　　MIA: well, then, I am in.

　　Michael: good. Saturday, it’s on?

　　MIA: what’s happening? Maybe it’s a protest. Excuse me. Hi. Who are you waiting for?

　　Lana: there she is right there! Mia Thermopolis!

　　Man: we are waiting for you. Right here, princess.

　　MIA: Lilly, did you tell?

　　Lilly: I didn’t say anything!

　　Man: Princess Mia! Who’s your favorite actor?

　　Michael: why are they calling her” princess”?

　　Man: Princess Mia! What do you do about pimples? Can we quote you, your Majesty?

　　Miss Gupta: come on, Mia. Let’s get inside. The phone’s ringing off the hook.

　　O’CONNELL: Mia, your mother’s on her way.

　　Miss Gupta: the queen is coming to Grove High School.

　　Woman: a limo with flag. A Genovian limousine has arrived. The queen is getting out. Your Majesty, why all the secrets we keep hearing is “No comment.”? Do you have a comment? Will you be visiting the White House? 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.

　　Paolo: majesty, it was I who told the press about you. I outed you. So to speak. I don’t mean to imply…but not for money. Princess. Paolo hates money. He spits on money. There was no money. Well, some money. After all, a man likes 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 was responsible for…by the way, your hair—magnificent. The next time, we go a little lighter?

　　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 am the vice-principle…

　　Clarisse: Joseph, would you take this fine educator and show her your security plans for Amelia’s safety?

　　Joe: what? Oh, of course. Your security system is a bit lax.

　　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 ever 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, but vague.

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