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#AU PAIR#

Congratulations, Jennifer.

You kids, this is wasting food.

It's really hot on this side.

Dad, that guy you just handed the spatula to?

He's a Rhodes Scholar. - Good! Maybe he won't burn 'em.

Hey, hey, Sonny, keep your eye on this guy. He's a Rhodes Scholar.

Hey, no problem, I'll teach him my secrets.

Dad!

Hey, smile. I tell her to take the summer off,

live at home, have a little fun, but not my Jenny! One more. Smile.

Working is how I have fun. - Good, good, got it, thank you.

Now one more, just with you, honey.

Where's Charlie? - Charlie? Charlie who?

Dad. - Smile, Jennifer Ann Morgan.

Say all beef pattie. - All beef pattie!

You had to. - Of course. Hey, sorry I'm late. - Smile.

Charlie! These are so beautiful! - Look up.

But they must have cost a fortune. - They sure did. Smile.

You know if we're gonna make that down payment,

we really kinda need to stick to our budget. - One more.

Look, about that. Guess what my parents are giving me for graduation?

Paris? - And Rome, Zurich and Vienna.

International finance up close and personal. It's gonna be amazing!

But that's three months that you won't be working.

We're not gonna be able to afford the down payment.

Would that be the end of the world?

Wait a minute. Are you having second thoughts?

I just don't want to feel like getting married

means not being able to do anything spontaneous again.

Here. Take pictures of everything you see.

That way, when you come back, at least it'll feel like I was with you. - Yes!

Jen. Sorry, phone call for you. Someone from your job.

Did they say who? Sutton Price employs thousands of people.

Apparently not anymore.

Excuse me, what exactly does this mean?

It means you're out of a job. The takeover downsized us into oblivion.

I turned down other jobs, you know. I've made plans.

Hey, I've,got car payments, mortgages, three kids in a private school,

and a sweet but goofy husband who gave up IBM for stand-up comedy.

Shot? - I don't drink.

Neither do I. Cheers.

Give me a 3/8ths wrench, would you Jen?

Crescent or socket? - Socket.

You know it's probably good for you two to get away each other for a while.

No, it's not. It's ruined everything. We had plans.

Well, sometimes the best laid plans aren't the ones we're meant to follow, Jen.

I never planned my life like this. Turned out just fine.

Dad. I worked for years trying to get that MBA.

Me and Charlie, we planned for our future. Is that so bad?

Life takes us places both ordinary and extraordinary, Jen.

It's a wonderful ride, but it's not anything like we planned.

A xeroxing job?

I'm, I'm an MBA.

... a Ph.D. If you'd rather not apply... -Oh, no. Wait.

Is there any chance for a promotion?

You'll have to talk to Mr. Hubert, our head of personnel.

Have a seat. - Right. Okay. Thanks.

Are you applying for the job as well? - I believe-we all are.

It must be fascinating working here, considering CCI is cutting

with the Commonwealth of Independent States.

Beverage? - No thank you.

That's not an offer, it's an outrage! No, it's not. It's totally unacceptable.

No, you listen. I have a plane to catch.

Advise client he has precisely one minute to counter with realistic numbers

or he can keep his prime real estate and I'll convert

my contiguous parcels into a cattle ranch.

Wind whips up pretty good out there. I'm dead serious. Sixty seconds, Arthur.

Time a minute for me, will you?

You're staring. Something wrong?

No. Mr. Caldwell, I just, ahem, I thought

I was going to be meeting a Mr. Humbert.

Hubert. No, no, no, no. I do my own screening in these matters.

UCLA. I'm a Bruin alum myself.

I know. MBA, class of '80. 4. 0 average.

Top of your class. - You seem to know a lot about me.

Well, everyone's heard of your generous endowment.

To the scholarship fund.

Time? - Seven more seconds.

Six, five, four, three...

Well?... 2. 7? Make it 2. 4

and we're closed... - Lovely.

Impressive resume, but frankly, I'm puzzled why you would want this job.

I had hoped to find something a little bit more in line with particular training.

I assume you've had experience.

I don't think I would have gotten through school without occasionally -

I expect you to use a firm hand.

But an air of fun and creativity should be maintained at all times.

I, can't be with them as as I would like, but they're very important to me.

You understand. Of course. Absolutely.

I will treat them as if they were my own.

The job pays 700 a week. You start tomorrow.

Give your address to my secretary and

she'll make arrangements your transportation.

Okay. - Welcome aboard.

Seven hundred dollars a week to run xerox machines?

He's very attached to them, I guess.

Whatever, he's a young genius and he couldn't have gotten to where he is today

without paying attention to detail, right? Must be the company car pool.

Miss Jennifer Morgan? - Yes? - If you'll direct me to your bags.

Bags? - The luggage for your trip.

Paris! - France?

Can you...? Just...just one... one second.

Jenny, are you sure this isn't some kind of mistake?

Dad. Remember what you said to me about life being a wonderful journey?

Well, this is my maiden voyage! And I might even get see Charlie!

Well, you better get going, or you'll be late for your plane.

Here, I got it. - Thanks. - Sure.

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. This is your captain speaking.

We're currently cruising at 39,000 feet.

For those of you on the left side of the plane,

there's a lovely view of Monte Vista Bay.

Sit back and relax, enjoy the flight.

We'll be setting down in Paris, oh, about five hours and twenty minutes.

Miss Morgan? Jennifer Morgan? Nigel Kent. Mr. Caldwell's driver.

How was your trip? - Long. Very long.

I'm sorry. - That's all right. Your first time in Paris?

Well, actually, it's my first time anywhere.

You know, when Mr. Caldwell hired me, he never mentioned I'd be working in Europe.

That doesn't surprise me.

Sometimes he gets so involved in his work, he overlooks the particulars.

Well, that's the Louvre.

And you see over there, that's the Eiffel Tower.

Rather splendid, isn't it?

What a huge hotel!

Yes. Mr. C. loves to bring the young ones here, more room to frolic, thicker walls.

And the, the other CCI executives are staying here as well.

Mei oui. Downstairs, of course.

Mr. Caldwell's taken the entire penthouse for his personal use.

Thick walls. - Exactamente.

This is the sitting area, mademoiselle.

You have a lovely view of Notre Dame Cathedral.

Gorgeous. - It's even better in the daylight.

Your beddings, Mademoiselle. Would you like them turned

No! I mean, no, they're, they're fine the way they are.

Thank you. - Ah, no, no, no. Thanks.

Already taken care of. He's generous tipper, your Mr. Caldwell.

Oh, well, I'll take your word for it.

What have I got myself into?

Miss Morgan? Miss Morgan? Are you in there? Miss Morgan?

Oh, I'm sorry. I thought maybe you'd gone downstairs.

May I come in? It's nearly bed time,

I figured you'd probably want to get acquainted.

You know, Mr. Caldwell, I really just think there's been a slight miscommunication.

You're right. I wondered what happened to these.

Oh, the delivery man must have mixed up the rooms.

Hey, c'mon in, you guys.

My children, Kate and Alex. This is Miss Morgan.

Hello. - Very nice to meet you, Miss Morgan. - Very nice to meet you.

There you are. Oliver, help me with this clasp please.

Vivian Berger, this is Jennifer Morgan. - Hi.

Vivian's on my Board of Directors.

Ah, yes. I'm afraid your fruit basket was delivered to my room by mistake.

I'll go get it. - Thanks, sport. And here,

Katie, put those in there for me, will. - Okay.

We really should be going. - Yeah.

Anything you need, room service, whatever, just charge it my account.

Pleasant dreams, Miss Morgan. - You too, Alex.

Au pair?

Hello? - Dad? - Jenny? I thought that might be you.

I didn't wake you, did I? - No. It's still light out in California.

I don't know if it's day or night. I'm just trying to get my feet on the ground.

Dad, you won't believe how messed up things are.

Caldwell flew me here to look after his two kids.

Yep, do you believe it? I'm the new au pair.

Coast is clear.

That's exactly what happened. I don't know, that's what happened.

Everything pretty much makes sense now. Almost.

Yes! That's where I left my hand cuffs. Sshh!

His kids? Okay I guess, for kids.

I don't know. I've never, I've never taken care of kids before.

I have no idea what to do. - A rookie! Thank you, God!

Yes! - No, I really think I should stick it out,

because if I can make a good impression,

I can work on Caldwell for a real job in his company.

If I can pull this off, that is.

Pull it off. Please pull it off. - Oh boy.

Yes. Come on. - I think we've seen enough.

Hey! Maybe you have.

Yeah, I know.

After all the Attila the Huns Dad usually sticks us with,

he finally hires a babe! Now give it to me!

Have you no taste at all? She dresses like a Quaker! - Please!

You're such a reject.

Really? Oh yeah. Okay.

Listen, don't worry. Girls half my age babysit.

I'm sure I can handle it.

Baby sit? Who does this bonehead think she's dealing with?

I love you too, Dad. Thanks.

Let's clue her in.

Come in, Whiskers One.

Whiskers. One is on the move.

Ready for touchdown.

Touchdown!

Oh, there he goes.

Come on, Whiskers One. He is on the bed.

Hello, reception. - Hello. This is Jennifer Morgan.

Oui. - I'd like to schedule my wake-up call for three a. m.

Nighty night. - Bon soir.

Hello? - Mademoiselle, your wake up call. - What wake up call?

Hello?

Yes!

I'm on my way in now. Right.

You really have to go to work today, Daddy?

Sorry, buddy. But, soon as I get a little business out of the way,

we're gonna have loads of fun, I promise.

Henny will be happy to take you wherever you want to go. - It's Jenny.

So, Jenny, sleep well last night?

Thought I heard some kind of commotion in the hallway.

It was... I knocked over my room service cart. I'm sorry. Jet lag.

Now I expect you to spend every cent. That's an order.

And listen to Miss Morgan, she's in charge.

See ya, Dad. I love you.

Now this should be enough, but if you run low, ask Nigel for more.

Oh no, I doubt we'll even go through this much.

You don't know my kids. Have fun.

I don't know. She made it through Phase One without rattin' on us.

She's tweaked. Twenty bucks says Mary Poppins fails by lunch time.

Where to, Miss Morgan?

What do you kids like to do?

Well, let's see. I've marked a number of fascinating places.

Do you, do you guys like birds?

Hey! You guys, look! Look at this!

No. No thanks.

No merci.

HI!

That's great.

No. No. Don't do that, Alex.

Give me some money! - No. Absolutely not.

Not if you ask like that. - It's our dad's money!

And it's my purse! If you want something, you can ask politely.

Give it to me now! - No! - Yes!

Alex!

Did you see that? Yes!

Don't get up there! - Swish!

Alex, put that down this instant! - Put that down right this instant.

Okay, just give it to me. - Alex, over here!

Give it to me! Just because your brother feels compelled

to act child doesn't mean you have to.

I am a child! Just-He is a child.

... give that over to me right now! Stop it!

Alex! Give that to me right now!

No... it was the children... tell him what happened!

Mom's a kleptomaniac. - That's dipsomaniac. - What?

She's a chronic juicehead.

I am not their mother! She's an amnesiac, too.

Hi, Nigel.

Pardon me, Miss Morgan.

I love it when the little dears kiss up.- Little dears?

Wait a minute. Mr. Kent... - Nigel.

Those two have been terrorizing nannies for years.

Have they tried the mice in the bed routine with you yet?

Yes. And a three a. m. wake up call,

not to mention a pyramid of glasses outside my door.

All on the first night? Wow! Blitzkrieg!

You must have really them wired.

Since their mother's death,

the children have spent the academic living with their grandmother.

Summer vacation is the only time they get to spend with their father.

He's always bogged down at work, so he employs an au pair.

So the children figure as long as I'm around, he doesn't have to be.

Jenny, you have to understand Mr. Caldwell really loves his children.

And I confess, I'm rather fond of the little blackguards myself.

But he has so many responsibilities and there are so many demands on his time.

So he overlooks the particulars. - Exactly.

This close to total annihilation and Nigel bails her out!

I don't like them talking. He knows too much.

We've gotta get her alone.

I got it! I'll call Nigel's pager and fake like I'm dad.

We just did that last summer. - Oh yeah. Okay.

So we slash one of the limo tires... - And he puts on a spare?

No... duh. We need something slick and fresh!

More tea, Nigel?

Ah. Thank you.

Where's your brother? - He told me to tell you I'll meet you by the car.

The car!- . - What on earth is going on here?

I never park in a...

I guess this means no museum. - We can take the Metro.

Yeah! The station's right over there.

Oh. I believe you dropped this, Miss Morgan.

Hey! Wait up!

Why don't you go get the car, Nigel,

and we'll meet you in front of the Louvre entrance at 5:30.

I thought as much. They're obviously up to something.

So am I.

Oh! Hey, let go! I caught a rug rat!

Eat chain! - Better hope you can.

Otherwise... - You can't treat him like that!

That was your plan for me, wasn't it?

Wear me down, trap me here and make me ride around for hours and hours.

We would have told someone eventually. - When I was ready to quit, right?

Well, let me clarify something to the two of you. I don't quit.

I never have in my entire life! If I can survive antipolinear algebra,

then I can suddenly hold my own against a couple of pampered,

pre-pubescent pipsqueaks like you!

Pipsqueaks, huh? Tai kwando!

Phi Betta Kappa!

Play along. I've got a plan.

Please after you, ladies. - Hey, how was your day?

It was wonderful! We fed the birds, we went to the wax museum, and the zoo.

We even visited a church. Miss Morgan took us to so many fascinating places.

Jenny, you mean. - Sounds great. You guys go wash up.

You can tell me the rest at dinner. - We're going with you?

Some of my associates. We had a great day, too.

It's a rather upscale restaurant, Katherine.

Why don't you wear that adorable little outfit that I picked out, hm?

And you can wear that handsome tie and blazer Miss Berger bought you.

Dad, can Jenny come along?

I'm sure Miss Morgan has better things to do than tag along.

I'd love to, if it's all right. - By all means. Yeah. We're on our way.

And you can wear the handsome tie and blazer Miss Berger bought you.

At least you don't look like Little Bo Peep.

I swear. Miss Booger makes me wear it so Dad will only notice her.

Speaking of fashion train wrecks, could Jenny dress any more bland?

Why'd you get her invited? - Part of the plan.

Want to let me in on this before all this smiling makes me puke?

Okay. We heard Jenny wants to impress Dad to get a job at his company, right?

So? - So, we let Dad think we like her and let Jenny think she's won.

And then when she least expects it...

Paste her?! Here?! In front of dad?

Who would expect we'd do such an awful thing to our favorite nanny?

Gee, that's low. Even for us. I like it.

If you ask me, it's pouring money down the drain.

Well, yes, in the short run, but... - No, thank you.

... after the initial shake out, the Commonwealth of Independent States

is going to be ripe for foreign enterprise.

What do you base that upon? - Well, history.

See, Japan and Germany were arguably the two decimated post World War II economies.

And look at them today.

And the Commonwealth is far richer in human and natural resources.

How do you foresee overcoming their shortage of hard currency?

Perhaps you should mind the children. You know how they like to wander.

Oh, of course. Excuse me.

Bright young lady. She work for us?

No, no. She's for Oliver's children. She's the new au pair.

I'm pleased with the job you've been doing.

I've never seen the kids take to anyone quite so fast.

You okay? - I just, I just remembered something. Excuse me.

Please, Jenny. Sit here by us. - Yeah.

You know what? Let's give Jenny a break.

Why don't you go mingle with some grown-ups.

We'll take it from here. Vivian.

Shall we?

In front of people I work with.

All over people I work with, said it was a mistake to bring you.

We said we were sorry. - Sometimes it just isn't enough, is it?

No, sir.

How come every time you visit me, you pull some catastrophic stunt?

Right now I just can't have all these distractions.

I don't know. Maybe I should just send you home to your grandmother,

As terrific as that sounds, Dad, we want to be with you.

You got a lousy way of showing it.

Whatever you want us to do. Just tell us and we'll.

Tell you? You see anybody telling me what to do?

This is a tough world. You gotta learn to rely on yourself.

Successful people take the wheel, not the backseat.

But you're successful and you're in the back seat while Nigel drives.

I'm speaking figuratively.

One more chance.

But if I hear you've pulled another stunt, you are on the next plane home.

When Charlie Perching checks in, can you please tell him that Morgan's in town.

Yeah, my number. - Excuse us! Don't touch anything!

Let me call you right back.

I'm sorry. I had no idea.

Please, tell me what really happened with the kids today.

Dead meat. She'll rat on us for sure. Might as well start packing.

Well, they were a bit

rambunctious at first.

But nothing too terrible. You know, kids will be kids.

Tell that to Vivian. Brand new Chanel dress.

It's crazy. I head up a multi-national Fortune 500 company,

I oversee thousands of employees.

But when it comes to managing my own two kids.

Darn! I knew I forgot one.

Well, I assure you there will be no further problems.

It's probably not my place to say. - Go on.

Well, I think that all they're really looking for is attention.

They need some time with you.

Time. Not so easy to come by, Jenny.

But if I move around some meetings, free up the afternoon.

Yeah. Yes. You can take some time off then, if you like.

Tomorrow afternoon. That would be...

that would be very nice. Thank you.

Yes, hello, I'd like to leave a message for Charlie Perching.

By the way, we're flying to Vienna first thing tomorrow morning.

Yes, that message? Forget it.

Alexander, I think you should buckle up for safety, dear.

I'm getting some cool stuff! - Son, you heard Miss Berger. - Come on.

Are you sure you don't mind me tagging along? I really could stayed at the hotel.

Oh, don't be silly. You might as well see the sights with the rest of us.

Just have to check in with my office. Be right back.

Gang way!

Liz, we're in the lobby. Yes, as soon as you can. Okay, thanks.

Penny... are you aware that's classified material?

Oh, it's Jenny and no, I wasn't at all. I'm very sorry.

You have quite an avid interest in the business world for a nanny.

Well, I just got my business degree from UCLA. - Oh really?

Yes. My thesis was on the prospects of U. S. enterprise in burgeoning global markets.

I devoted a great deal of it to CCI.

Do tell. Love to see it.

Really? Because I have a copy at the hotel.

I brought it just in I was hoping to show Mr. Caldwell. - Hm, how assertive of you.

Well, if I like what I see, I'll be sure that Mr. Caldwell knows all about it.

C'mon, Alex! C'mon, let's get rolling, there's fun to be had.

Oh, you know, I think I'll stay here. I'm all full on the fun area for now.

Are you sure? The kids would love for you to come along. - Oh, next time.

Bye bye.

Oh, Liz, good. Call UCLA, get the dirt on Jennifer Morgan.

How about that?

C'mon!

I get the window seat! Awesome!

Voila. - Thanks, Dad! Hey, let me see!

Dad! Dad!

Yes? But what's the status...

Right. I understand.

All right, I'll tell you what I want you to do.

It's a great ride. - All right, am I gonna be scared? Does it go fast?

No, it doesn't go very fast. But it seems like it goes up to the sky.

You can ride with Dad. I'll ride with Jenny. Okay.

All right, thanks. Sport, I hate to do this,

but something's come up. I've gotta get back.

One ride? We're going on right now.

I wish I could, honey. - You haven't been with us all day.

What do you mean? I've been right here, buddy.

You stay with Miss Morgan. Nigel will pick you up at six.

Spend every cent. That's an order.

Look, I don't like it either, but... I can't ignore my business responsibilities.

A lotta people are depending on me, right? - Yes, sir.

Everything would have been fine. But she had to come along and ruin it.

It's not Jenny's fault. Dad wouldn't have come here at all

if she hadn't of talked him into it. - You've got a crush on her, huh?

Who, Jenny? Get a pulse.

You sit by her, you defend her... hey Jenny!

Shut up, dweeb! - Ow! My drawings!

Alex, I'm sorry. - Stupid idiot! I hate you!

I hate you, too! Traitor!

Katie, I know you're upset, honey. - You know everything, don't you?!

Go away. I'm busy.

Katie, Alex, it's dad. - Just a second, Dad.

You're back early. - Lousy play. We left at intermission.

What are you guys up to? - Reading an article. - Stuff.

That important meeting you went to, it went well?

Oh, that. Yeah, yeah. It was very productive.

Hey, how about some ice cream?

No thanks. But, could I get some money?

I wanted to go shopping tomorrow. - Yeah, sure.

Thanks, Dad.

Hi. - Hi.

Quite a view, isn't it?

I was just trying to figure out how to describe it in my letter.

To your... fiance? - Oh no. My father.

He was here in the army, but it never worked out for him to come back.

My father was always traveling. Sold things. Town to town.

Encyclopedias, tools, lunch...

whatever he could get his hands on.

Whatever he could fit in the back of his truck.

Rickety old pickup. Could hear it comin' a mile away.

Used to embarrass the heck out of me.

Turned every head when we went to church on Sunday.

But I'd lie awake nights listening for it.

Listening for the old man come around the corner, up the driveway.

When I was eight, he, took

off with a load of kitchen wares.

I waited up every night for almost a year.

Until I finally figure out he wasn't... comin' back.

That must have been really hard.

Thank you, Mr. Caldwell. - Call me Oliver.

You're very easy to talk to, Jenny.

So are you.

Oliver!

I hope your fiance knows

how lucky he is.

You're missing all the sights.

You draw very well.

You must have taken a lot of lessons.

You just sort of pick it up. - Really? May I see it?

Don't laugh. It's kinda goofy.

Are you kidding? These are amazing!

You really think so?! Thanks!

That one took a long time. These are my favorites... - Yeah?

Excuse me, but I need more money. - Here.

I'm not carrying your bags. - My dad pays you good money!

To be your nanny, not a pack horse.

Alex! No way! Got a hernia as it is.

Pick them up. - Not a chance.

I'll get'em! - Don't!

There. Now we have a nice big pile.

Gee, I'll just have to call dad. - And say what?

That you left nine hundred dollars worth of in a pile on the street?

Let me dial that number for you.

You think you're so darn smart! - Kate. - Stay out of this! No prob.

Look, I'm sorry that your dad's not here and you're stuck with me,

but that's just the way it is! Like it or not, I'm not going anywhere.

But your attitude better, ' cause I'm not taking it anymore.

Gee. And look who ends up holding the bags.

Dad. - Hey, sweetheart. Did you buy some nice things today?

Dad. - Just a second. Sshh... hey, everybody, hold it down.

Good news, folks. Down to two of us. The Japanese just dropped out!

We make such a good team.

Kate? Katie, thank God! Where have you been?!

Stay out of it, Alex. Okay, Ms. Morgan, we're gonna play it your way.

But if I'm gonna be seen in public with you,

you're gonna kiss this boring wardrobe goodbye.

Mr. Caldwell, has a strict policy not to hold tables. Right.

Well, maybe you can speak to them.- Well, perhaps we'll make an exception. - Yes.

Maybe we should go without them, Ollie. - I haven't seen the kids all day.

We're not late yet. - There they are! - Dad!

That was inexcusably irresponsible.

You children should go right upstairs and change for dinner

if you're still going to let them come.

Go ahead. - Go on, shoo shoo!

Miss Morgan, I must insist that

in the future you exercise more.

Punctuality? I know. I'm very sorry, we did cut it close.

But I promise that the kids will be dressed and ready in two minutes.

You can time us.

Why don't I run up and see if I can hurry things along, all right, darling?

All right, be right back.

Punctuality is very important, don't you think, Nigel?

Oh yes, sir. It's right up there with integrity, innocence and joie de vivre.

Come in.

You look just lovely. - Thank you.

A complete transformation.

Why the sudden change in, shall I say, taste?

Well... let's just say that life's full of little surprises.

Quite.

Make sure you note your suggestions.

I promise they will be well-received by CCI.

Like you said, life is full of little surprises. Da-da.

They're not taking it too well, are they? - What do you mean?

You weren't told? No, that's right.

Mr. C doesn't want it to interfere with the merger talks.

He and Miss Berger got engaged last night.

He told the children this morning. And somewhat reluctantly, I must add.

Hey, Dumbo, how long you gonna play that stupid thing?

Long as I want. Give me a break!

Do you mind if I sit here? The view is better. You can see out the window.

I don't feel like talking. - Oh good, me neither.

You know, just because we bought clothes together doesn't mean we're best friends.

Good. So we agree on that. I was a little worried for a second.

This is exquisite! - Thanks. It's my favorite place.

I don't get here nearly enough... excuse me.

The staff will show you to your rooms.

Why don't we freshen up and meet in the library in about an hour.

Make yourself at home.

So I heard the good news. Congratulations.

It's wonderful, the children will have a mother again.

I wouldn't go that far. Boarding schools in Switzerland are year round, you know.

So, do you have the prospectus? - Oh, yes.

I would actually recommend a lot of changes.

I see. My, but you are the clever one, aren't you?

I spoke with some of your professors. You were highly recommended.

Recommended for what? - I've said too much already.

No doubt Oliver would rather tell you himself, when the time is right.

This could be a deal-breaker, folks.

I want you to run the projections one more time

and make sure that we're really in the park. And I want you to do it now.

You wait!

I surrender! I surrender!

Your attention please!

I want to thank you all for the hard work and the long hours.

I know it hasn't been easy. Right up until this afternoon, we were making changes.

It's been a difficult week.

I realize I may have stepped on a few toes,

caused a few bruises, but hey, it's a mean business.

I make no apologies, expect none. Bottom line we did what we came here to do.

Next weekend, I hope you'll all join us for a gala celebration at my castle in Vienna!

Until then, let the music play.

I got you!

Hey, come on! Get him! Come on... hey!

Fanny, it's time to take the children upstairs.

It's Jenny! And it's still early. Oh look, dessert! Yes!

Katherine, Alexander, you may take it to your room.

No! We want to eat in here with everybody else.

Regardless of what you may or may not want.- It's our Dad's house, not yours!

That's about to change, now go! No! - How dare you defy me?

You are both in need of some serious discipline.

Dad, this time I did not do it! - Your son has ruined another dress.

Really, Oliver, they are out of control! - Alex was just standing there.

And his dessert just lunged at me?!

Alex, I warned you what would happen if you misbehaved again.

Mr. Caldwell, I saw the whole thing happen, and it was truly an accident.

Do we have to go upstairs? - Just be glad you're not on a plane to Grandma's.

I'm right behind you... here I come:-

You all right? - I'm tired of the children.

I'm neither a parent nor a friend.

How long does this engagement have to be?

Well, we'll see.

Once Katie and Alex are living with usfull-time,

they'll feel more secure about it.

Gotta get back to the guests. Finalizing details for the big gala.

Good morning. Would you like some breakfast?

Oh, no thanks. Actually, I was hoping to ask a favor.

I was wondering if I could have tonight off.

You see, Charlie's going to be in Salsburg

Charlie is your... fiance?

Oh, well, it's really more of a promise ring, not an engagement.

I mean, I think these are real anyway,

I was hoping to take a train up and surprise him.

Lucky guy.

Gala's not 'til Sunday night. You can stay 'til then if you like.

I'll even take care of your accommodations. - No. That's not necessary.

I want to. There's a charming inn that I know of, I think you'll love it.

Really? Thank you.

Yes, has Charlie Perching checked in yet?

Yes, it's his birthday, and I kinda wanted to surprise him.

Do you know if he's made reservations for dinner yet?

Just a minute... the hotel restaurant? Great, thanks.

Hi. - Hi. What are we doing here, right?

Well, I thought your dad was gonna watch you this weekend.

He had to make a quick trip to Germany. Miss Barracuda Berger sent us here.

Said she had a lotta work to on the gala.

We could stay somewhere else.

No! Come in, come on, come on in, you guys.

I just... I thought the gala was already planned. - It is.

But when we told her that, she said... "Life is so full of surprises."

Yes, darling, the wedding is going to be a surprise! Isn't that fabulous?

Oh yes! I'll send a corporate jet to pick you girls up.

Well, I can't get married without my bridesmaids.

Okay, I'll see you Sunday then. Bye bye!

Have you seen Charlie yet? - No, I was just getting ready to surprise him.

I can't wait to see his face when he sees Duh! You probably want some privacy.

We'll just stay here.

Too bad. Charlie would be really disappointed if he didn't get to meet you.

You mean, you're inviting us to come along?

On three conditions. No paint, no mice and no glue.

Deal!

Wow! This is gorgeous! - Hey, Alex, check out those yummy puffs.

I am. I am.

Hey, kid, you know how to use a camera? Take one of us, would ya?

Say cheesecake. - Busted.

What'd you say? - Is your name Charlie?

Yeah, yeah, what are you, a midget magician?

No, but I wish I could make you disappear.

Oh, buddy. Bet you want mademoiselle here all to yourself, don't ya?

Come back when your voice changes. - Funny. Very funny.

You guys, this is so romantic. I can't wait to see Charlie.

Look at these walls. They must be like a thousand years old.

And the way the candlelight shines on the stone. Incredible.

It's being in the Middle Ages, you guys. Charlie's gonna love it.

Jenny! Is that a shooting star? - Where? - Up there! See it?

No. I missed it.

Oh well.

Alex, the light on Jenny's face is perfect. Could you draw that?

I think so, but only if she holds really still.

Wait a minute. What's with you guys?

Is there something over there you don't want me to see? - Yeah.

Smile! - Jenny!

Jenny, this is Michelle. Michelle, this is my friend, Jenny.

Friend. Friend?

Michelle doesn't understand much English. - Fiance is a French word, Charlie.

Fiance? - Look, I know this looks bad, but I can explain.

Really? Go ahead.

Hi guys. This is Charlie.

He was just about to explain to me why the man I'm supposed to be getting engaged to

making out with another woman in the most romantic spot I've been in my life!

Oughta be good. - Let's hear it.

Michelle's just an acquaintance. I met her this morning on the train.

You've known this girl for six hours,

and you're already making out with her in public?

We never even did that!

C'mon, Jenny, it's really no big deal. It just... kinda happened.

Spontaneously, right? - Lame. - Strike three.

Well, then you will just have no problem understanding this spontaneous gesture.

Oh, what a time to be bloated!

Those are so fake it's pathetic.

They are not. - So long, Charlie.

Jenny, wait, wait!

Jenny, c'mon, Jenny. C'mon.

Now don't you wish I made you disappear?

Liar, liar, pants on fire!

Yeah, you were right about

him all along exactly. I know.

Well, somehow I actually feel relieved.

I know, I love you too, Daddy. Okay.

I'll call you when we get to Vienna... Yes. Bye.

You don't want to see 'em. - Yes, I do.

No, you don't. Trust me.

Okay, now you've whet my appetite, I have to see 'em. Gimme.

Oh boy, pictures.

Ooh la la. - Hubba hubba.

Naughty boy, Charlie. - Charlie sure got around.

Boy, he blew it.

My camera's been defiled. I never want to see it again.

Hey, stop him! He's got my camera!

It's Jenny. Can I speak to Mr. Caldwell?

Sorry, that's not possible. He's not back from Germany yet.

We were robbed. What? But the kids are all right.

Oh, that's just terrible!

They took the money, the tickets, everything.

I'm so sorry to bother you with this, Vivian,

I know you have so much work to do with the gala.

Don't be silly. We'll wire the money to your hotel right away.

It'll be there by noon.- Thank you so much. I really appreciate it.

Bye bye, now.

Poor little monsters.

Wouldn't it be a pity if they didn't manage to get here on time?

Here's to a speedy wedding, darling. And with no prenuptial agreement!

And with any luck, no kids!

Okay, guys, the wire transfer still hasn't come in

and we don't have enough money for a bus, so up you go.

C'mon, we don't have a lotta time. C'mon. C'mon, c'mon, c'mon.

What are we gonna do? We've got no money, no food.

C'mon, c'mon, c'mon. We'll just have to be spontaneous.

Good news, you guys.

The Captain's agreed to take us to within forty miles of Vienna.

He's taking us for free? - Who cares? What's for lunch?

No such thing as a free lunch.

She's cracked. - A regular Humpty Dumpty.

I'm stuffed. - Best food I ever had.

'Cause you worked for it.

This reminds me of my mom.

We used to sleep outside sometimes in summer when it was really hot.

You didn't have air conditioning? - There were a lotta things we didn't have.

Your mom died, didn't she?

Yes. When I was five. It's hard.

I know. - I miss Mom a lot.

No matter what Dad thinks, that witch, Mrs. Booger, could never take her place.

Oh, your dad just wants somebody to love you.

I can think of other choices I'd like better. - Me too.

Good morning. - Where are the children?

They didn't want to wake you. They're working.

Bye.

Katie? - Moring. - You should have woken me up.

There must have been so much work to do.

Covered. Alex made the beds, I helped serve breakfast.

Gracias. Check it out! I made a tip from the Italian dude!

How much is thousand lire, anyway?

About five bucks. - I made five bucks! Yes!

I got some tips, too. Working's kinda fun after all.

No,no! The coach doesn't belong here!

Take it down to the parking lot and pick up the guests!

You fools! The flowers don't belong here, put 'em in the fridge until the wedding!

I said in the fridge, it's sub-zero, the big one in the kitchen?

Now, go, chop chop chop! - What's going on?

Oliver! I have so much to tell you.

Where are the kids? - Kids?

Who are they?

And why are they dressed for a wedding?

I'm starving. What I wouldn't give

for a milkshake, fries... - Holy cow!

A hamburger on the hoof!

What? -Hi.

Do you speak English? - I do.

My father's repaired his truck and will drive you to Vienna

as soon as he has a rest, if you wish.

Oh, thank you! Thank you! Now we can make it time for Gala

and we could use a rest room, right?

I always have a rest in the barn.

What do you think Anna Marie is doing right now?

Taking a nap. - Unlike us. Duh.

What's wrong with you? You're acting all moony-eyed.

Psst.

Hey, what's wrong?

C'mon, tell me.

I miss my dad. But I wish we didn't have to go back.

I can't call Vivian, Mom. Mom is a special word.

Very special.

I'd rather be stranded in the straw with you, than be in some old villa with Vivian.

Come here. It's okay.

Anna Marie, that's amazing!

How can you eat

so many spiders?

Go for it! You can do it! Awesome! Only four to go, three, two, one!

Yes! Yes! I made it. - I got sixteen.

Now it's your turn.

Well, we've got two hours and only 26 kilometers to go.

We're gonna have time to spare.

After the summer's over, would you come over and have dinner with us sometime?

Even if dad's not paying you?

You guys, your dad couldn't pay me enough to stay away.

We've lost something!

Maybe we don't need those.

And we're still moving, so... maybe we didn't need those either.

Oh yes, we do.

Definitely needed that.

Kent here. Anything? - No sir, no sign of 'em.

All right, Nigel, let me know as soon as you see them.

I'll let you know just as soon as I get there.

I can't believe you sent the kids away, Viv, and springing this wedding on me.

Tonight! - Well, darling, I thought you'd be happy.

The children need to feel secure about us, you said so yourself.

This will show them exactly where I stand.

Besides, we have a built-in guest list. - I can't get married without my kids.

Why not? They've done everything

conceivable to sabotage us.

Including becoming willing pawns in the hands

of someone out to destroy you and CCI.

To destroy me? Who are you talking about?

Jennifer Morgan. - Jenny? Don't be ridiculous.

I found this in her room at the villa. Her notes were all over it.

I can only-surmise that she was sent by one of your competitors to spy on you.

Why else would an MBA graduate stoop to become your nanny?

You naughty girl, you shouldn't be talking to the groom!

Yes? - They're here, Mr. C. - Thank God.

I'm starved. - Yeah, well, let's get cleaned up first, and then we'll eat.

Hi, Nigel. - Hi, Katie. Gosh, it's good to see you.

C'mon, Romeo.

Dad, you won't believe what we've been doing!

We worked, it was so excellent! We slept in a barn.

He's been out his mind, this one.

Why didn`t you call?

We got most of it on tape. Jenny wouldn't let us talk to the camcorder.

How prudent of her. All right, youguys, listen.

I want you to go wash up and change for the ceremony.

Ceremony? - Yes. Vivian and I are getting married.

Miss Morgan, come with me.

Sleeping in barns? Scrubbing toilets?

Riding with poultry. - They were never in any change.

Look, I really don't think. - No, you don't think, do you?

Not even a call to let me know that my children are all right.

What? Of course I called.

I spoke to Vivian. Didn't she tell you?

What were you doing with this? - Vivian gave it to me.

She asked me to make some suggestions, said she'd show it to you.

Right, I always ask my nannies to critique my confidential documents.

I'm not a thief, Mr. Caldwell. - She's getting the royal shaft and it's not fair!

Look who's giving it to her.

After the ceremony, Nigel will drive you to the airport.

This is suffice to get you home.

This is always your way, isn't it?

Just pay people off without hearing what they have to say.

You're lucky I don't press charges. Your little jaunt nearly cost me my marriage.

And I had hoped to keep my children here with me,

but now that you've helped them demonstrate their total contempt for Vivian,

I'm afraid I'll have to send them back to their grandmother's afterwards.

Are you two going to whimper or fight?

Five minutes, Miss Berger.

Can't you see they need you? - Five minutes, Mr. C.

Thank you, Nigel, I'll be right there.

Now you can back to frolicking with your fiance.

Not that it's any of your business,

but there is no fiance. - It's over.

But you're too busy to notice the details, right?

You didn't even notice the look in your own two children's eyes.

They adore you.

All they want is just to hear the sound of their old man coming up the driveway.

But don't your kid yourself, waiting for limo

is just as lonely as waiting for an old truck.

I'd appreciate it if you'd leave without talking to the children.

I'd like to avoid a scene. - Well, that's too bad, Mr. Caldwell.

I don't work for your anymore, and I would never hurt Kate and Alex that way.

I love them.

Dad! We have to speak to you!

Kids, this isn't really a good time.

Unless you want to marry Lady Macbeth, you better make time.

The cute little nanny is history!

Seems she was good for one thing.

Thanks to her notes, Oliver thinks I revamped the prospectus.

Oh yes, Oliver's sweet, but so gullible!

His little monsters won't be able to sabotage me now.

Vivian! The wedding's off.

Darling, what's gotten into you? Wedding jitters?

I'm cute, but gullible, am I?

What? You've been spying on me!

No, but two little monsters have been!

And thanks to them, I get to see you for who you really are.

I will not be left standing at the altar!

Follow me.

I'll sue you for alienation of affection!

Take your shrew sisters and get out of my castle.

Not without my wedding ring.

Give it to me! - Yeah, give it to her!

You want it? Here.

Why don't you stay a while longer? Some music would be right now.

I just got off the phone with your grandmother.

When are we going back? Tomorrow?

If that's what you want.

But I was thinking more along the lines of a month with me,

sailing my yacht in the south of France?

And I mean, really sailing it,

along with the crew. - Cool! Yes!

Hey, you guys, why don't you stay here with Nigel.

I need to speak to Jenny alone. - You bet!

Hi, Nigel. - Hi, Katie.

Alex made the beds... - I made a tip from the Italian dude!

I got some tips, too.

I read over your notes. Very impressive.

No wonder Vivian presented them as her own.

You understand CCI better than most of my executives.

Well, thank you.

I hope that means you're going to give me a good letter of recommendation.

I'll do better than that. How about joining CCI?

Say 60 K a year, junior VP title.

Bonuses, all the standard perks.

That's very flattering. But it's not what I'm looking for.

Tell me what you're looking for, Jenny, and I'll give it to you.

An apology. From you, for doubting me.

I haven't had much practice making apologies.

I wouldn't be very good at it. - That's too bad.

Jenny... wait.

I... I'm... sorry.

I'm truly and deeply sorry.

Apology accepted.

No hard feelings?

Yes!

I hate this. - Nigel, you're so immature.

Yes!