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Thanks for this.
Kate's so grateful you agreed to spend the weekend at her folks'
for her dad's birthday.
It's no imposition at all.
I know what it's like when the old ball and chain
gets the thumb screws out.
No, Dad, mine and Kate's relationship's not like that at all.
I couldn't be happy unless I knew Kate was happy too.
Hello, welcome to the family seat.
I, for one, certainly wouldn't call it a vile
mishmash of architectural styles.
Well, you see, Kate's family have been on a journey from the
gypsy roots via Carole's work as an air stewardess to setting up
party pieces, the go-to destination for all your party needs.
Here he is. Ha-ha-ha.
Oi, oi, saveloy.
Where did you come off the M4 then?
Well, I don't know, you'd have to ask my chauffeur.
Ha-ha-ha.
Well, come on in then you numpties, we're gonna have a right old laugh.
Yes, the next 36.5 hours are going to fly by.
So, Mike, did you, catch the game on Saturday?
Yeah, we give you a right spanking.
Yah, you, you spanked us right good and proper.
Oh, it's my suppliers, no rest for the wicked, eh?
Ha-ha.
Hello, Party Pieces, Mike Middleton speaking.
What on Earth are you talking about?
Football.
Mike's a West Ham fan, I'm an Aston Villa fan.
We always have these types of discussions.
Prior and subsequent to game.
You've never been to a football match in your life. I have.
When I present the Cup at the FA Cup Final.
OK.
I'd better take this in the office, lads.
There's been a change of plan about the dolls.
Bye, Mike.
Why didn't you take me to the football when I was growing up?
I took you to the opening night of Cosi van Tutte,
followed by dinner with the artistic director.
How many boys get that for their fifth birthday?
Sometimes, I just wish you were more like Mike.
Mike? Mike is the most common man I've ever met.
And I've met the entire cast of Gogglebox.
Ugh.
What is that?
Oh, something Snappy Snaps do,
where photos are put on canvases to make them look like oil paintings.
There's nothing vulgar about it.
Our family was painted by Van Dyck and Holbein.
And Rolf Harris.
We didn't know he was a kiddy fiddler when we commissioned him.
Or Antipodean.
You're nothing but a massive snob.
How dare you call me that?
Ah, oh.
I've never been to a music festival before.
So fun to be doing something so normal and down to Earth.
How did you get tickets?
Just came in the post.
I think they were meant for Fergie from the Black Eyed Peas.
Well, hopefully she got your County Court judgment.
Fingers crossed, yes.
Oh, anyway, it's so lovely to be here with my two lovely girls.
Let's always stay together.
I'll drink to that.
May I check your passes?
Mm, course you can, young man.
Yes, and, where's your other one?
Oh, no, that's all they sent Fergie.
I mean, me.
I see, well there's three of you, and you only have two passes.
What do you mean?
Well, one of you will have to go in to the general admission area.
Can't you just overlook it?
I'm sorry but the hippy farmer that runs this festival,
he's very strict, now, which one
of your daughters should I take?
I can't. I can't choose, I can't.
Well, make a choice, or else I'll have to send them both out there.
I can't. Please, don't make me.
Security, take both of these women,
and throw them in to general admission.
Hey!
Er, no.
Beatrice!
Beatrice, take Beatrice.
Mummy! Oh.
Mummy!
Oh.
Aperol spritz, madam.
Oh, what sort of mother am I?
Oh, Beatrice.
Bit more orange in that please.
Oh, Beatrice.
Oh, there you are.
Hey, I've thought of the perfect birthday present you could give Dad.
But I've got him that Lynx gift pack.
I want you to make him a Duke.
A Duke?
You know I like Mike, a lot, but that's pretty high up,
and the Lynx pack has deodorant and aftershave.
No, I really think an hereditary Dukedom's the way to go.
OK, Kate.
Let me think about it.
Oh, hi, Pippa. Where's little Arthur?
Dunno.
Oh, in the car probably, I couldn't carry everything.
Do you want to see what I got Dad for his birthday? No.
I had it engraved.
Oh, puke.
But I'm sure it'll help you stay Daddy's favourite.
That's not why I got it.
What have you got him?
Something nice.
Just gonna pop out.
You know the petrol station's closed.
I wasn't going to the petrol station.
I just love our cosy cottage.
It was so nice of the public to spend the ๏ฟฝ2.4 million
refurbishing it for us.
And there's something about posting pictures of bread
that nourishes the soul.
Oh, tits.
Right, well, I'm off to the library to get a book.
Harry? Is that true?
Er, no.
So where do you really wanna go?
To the pub to watch the rugger.
There.
Doesn't that openness make you feel lighter with your new self,
can you feel the positive energy?
Does that mean I can go?
Of course.
Just be back by 8.30.
Little hand on eight, big hand on six.
Well done.
You've made real progress. Thanks.
Right, well I'm just gonna go get my library card.
Sorry.
I mean, tankard.
Everything all right, Wills?
Yah, just had a bit of a row with the old man.
Well, it wouldn't be a party without a row, would it? Ha-ha-ha.
Gosh, Mike, so wise.
Hello, Party Pieces.
Mike Middleton speaking.
Oh, let's party.
Yes, we do do balloons.
Wow, he's a man who lives in the real world
and deals with real problems.
No, we don't do cake, we found it caused an issue with vermin.
So decisive and Dad's so namby pamby.
And you too, don't forget to check out the website.
Party on, dude.
Mike, I wanna come and work with you.
What? What, instead of being king?
I wanna do something worthwhile with my life.
I could never make this many people happy being king as you do,
providing a variety of party accessories for all occasions.
Yeah, but being king's valuable too.
Not as valuable as Senior Vice President in charge of marketing.
So is that all right then?
Yeah.
Course.
You won't regret it.
Now, what's e-mail?
How you getting on with the bunting? Just finished.
I said Mike not Mick.
You're not my boss, Carole.
This isn't a short haul flight to Dusseldorf.
No, you're right, it doesn't matter.
The main thing is I've got both of me girls back home.
Oh, you poor thing.
No, it's good.
Here, they done well for themselves, ain't they?
One's gonna be queen and the other's married a billionaire.
Not bad for a trolley dolly, is it, eh?
Yes, they have done well.
Especially Kate.
In the old days if someone of her class wanted to get
that near a future king, she'd have to be a prostitute.
Well, I always say, it's not where you start, it's where you finish.
I mean who cares about titles these days?
You're not worried you're not gonna be queen, are you?
I think you're a little confused, Carole.
Must be all the amyl nitrate you did over the years
with your gay air steward friends.
No, you see, the British public won't stomach you as queen,
that's why all you'll ever be is Princess Consort.
No, the next Queen of England's gonna be my Kate.
It'll be like you never even existed.
Ha-ha-ha-ha.
Ha-ha-ha-ha.
Oh, God. Oh.
Please, please. This is awful.
Oh, God.
I think I've had too much gently carbonated water.
? I'm h-a-p-p-y
? I know I am, I'm sure I am
? I'm h-a-p-p-y. ?
Sorry about the smell, it was like that before I went in.
That's OK, bound to stink like that after two days.
When are they gonna empty them?
Oh, they don't,
they just pour a chemical on the poo at the end of each day.
You don't have to use it though,
you could hold it in or wee behind the line.
Oh, yah.
Gosh, you're so street smart.
Don't I recognise you from somewhere?
He seems such a normal guy.
If I tell him who I am, it might spoil things.
No, I'm Trish, a common shop girl.
Well, Trish, let me show you round.
I'm Ash, by the way.
Gosh!
The Charles and Camilla dolls just aren't selling.
But, swap their heads round, we can turn 'em in to Wills and Kate dolls.
But I say we get rid of Charles and Camilla right now
and replace them with Wills and Kate.
They're much more popular in America anyway.
I'll do it.
I don't mind getting my hands dirty, it's simple,
I just get 'em down in the basement and cut their heads off.
You wanna kill us?
I'm ready to be Britain's king.
Yes, that's what I like to hear.
Like I say, I'm happy to cut their heads off,
it's gonna be a completely new line, and a whole new empire.
It's true.
Wills is in on it.
Camilla!
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A bottle of scotch and a packet of fags to take out.
And wrap them, they're for a present.
Pippa?
Harry!
What are you doing here?
I'm staying at my parents' place, this is their local.
What about you?
Well, it's the only pub in Berkshire with a telly.
So, how are things with you and Meghan?
How are you coping with her, what's a nice way of putting it,
Californian gobble-de-gook?
Oh, I'm picking up most of it now.
Shall we get shit-faced?
I'd love to but I promised Meghan I'd be back soon.
I'm sure she wouldn't begrudge you one little drink with an old friend.
You're right, she'd love it.
So, mojito, B52 and a cosmopolitan all mixed up in a pint glass?
You remembered.
Birthday present for dad.
Shit, isn't it? Bloody Kate's getting him a Dukedom.
Well, you could buy him this pub. What?
Well, it's called The Duke of Marlborough.
Of course, and that's kind of a Dukedom.
And he loves this pub.
Oh, I'd be dead chuffed if someone got me one.
Sky Sports, beer, crisps...
Back in a sec.
..darts, beer.
Ah, there you are. What the fuck is a Princess Consort?
Oh, you heard about that?
Focus on the positive, I'm still gonna be king.
Look, we've got to leave.
Mike and Carole are planning to kill us.
Don't try and wriggle out of this.
I heard him.
They're gonna take us down to the basement and cut off our heads.
Actually, Carole did suggest I might cease to exist.
See how they have to live.
I mean, what would you do to escape this squalor?
Oh, my God, you're right.
They're going to kill us.
There you are, so, any more thoughts about the Dukedom?
No.
Something much bigger's happened.
What's going on?
I've renounced the throne to work for Party Pieces.
What? When were you planning to discuss this with me?
Yah, I thought about that, and then I remembered all the times
you said you'd love me if I was a king or a cobbler.
Yes, I did say that, didn't I?
You know, I just can't turn in to my Dad.
You understand that?
Don't you?
Yes, of course I do.
I love you, Kate.
Thanks.
We've got to get out of here.
Oh, calm down.
I've never run away from anything in my life.
Except for Mr Parker-Bowles, your first husband.
Can't think! Now did I bring my...
Aren't you frightened?
I don't do fear, one of those detached personalities that
would've made me an excellent fighter pilot, or surgeon.
Wouldn't that require you having O Levels?
Got it.
Who's ready for a cheeky margarita?
Oh, I was gonna take 'em down in the cellar and show 'em me workshop.
Oh, don't get him started on his new chop saw,
you'll never get out of there.
Ha-ha ha-ha.
Actually Carole, I used to make a mean cocktail.
Why don't you let me mix you up something special?
Oh, thank you, Camilla.
You see, you can be normal.
Done it.
Dad is now the owner of The Duke of Marlborough.
Oh, he's one lucky guy.
Thanks for the idea, Harry.
Meghan!
Look, look who I bumped in to.
Yes, bumped in to.
It really was just a coincidence.
Why are you saying it like that, Pippa?
It sounds like it wasn't a coincidence.
Oh, sorry, oh, it really was just a coincidence.
Exactly.
Well, I'd better go give Dad his present.
Enjoy the rest of your evening, lovely to see you, Meghan.
Nothing was going on.
Get in the car.
Oh, there are so many flavours. Mm.
And so exotic.
What's it called again?
It's a, it's a kebab.
Wow!
And it was only ๏ฟฝ28?
Mm.
So Trish, what do you fancy doing now?
How about, everything.
Woo!
Woo, woo.
I'm really falling for you, Ash.
But, I haven't been totally honest with you.
What do you mean?
I'm not called Trish.
I'm Princess Beatrice.
Ninth in line to the throne.
Oh, the one whose dad's a paedo?
No, he was friends with a paedo, and they weren't actually that close,
it's just someone Mummy borrowed money off.
So did you believe me when I said I was a shop girl?
Well, it did seem odd you having never seen a 20 pence piece.
So do you think that we can still make this work?
Oh, Beatrice, you're still alive.
More than that, being thrown in to general admissions
is the best thing that's ever happened to me.
I've got a pass now, I stole it off Taylor Swift
when she was having her chakras realigned.
But I know what it's like to live the real life, I know what
it's like to queue for food and pay for it with your own money.
Well, actually I paid for everything.
Beatrice, Level 42 are about to go on.
Level 42?
Oh, yes, don't you remember?
I used to get you to sleep each night by doing the bass parts
from Lessons in Love.
I remember, Mummy.
But you can watch it from this side with me.
From half a mile away?
Then afterwards, we can go to the pamper parlour,
just mother and daughter.
What about Eugenie, your favourite daughter?
She's passed out.
Beatrice, what about all that stuff you said about how much you
really like queueing up?
It was fun, for a while.
It's all fake in there, and out here, it's real.
Real?
Or just horrid?
Sorry, Ash.
All right, Beatrice.
I guess we were never meant to be.
Every time I see a chemical toilet, I'll think of you.
Gosh, so that's how Excel works.
Are you sure about all this, Wills?
I mean, it's a lot to give up.
What, you mean the ski holidays?
Caribbean holidays, the film premieres, Wimbledon?
Oh, I've had a belly full of it.
We've had it all our lives.
Well, I mean technically I haven't.
I've just thought...
We won't be able to live in the palace any more.
Yes! We could move in here.
I'll ask Mike to let us build an annexe in the garden.
Wills?
Monstrous cabin crew on the face of an old friend.
Dad's been exploiting my royal connection.
Oh!
But if I tell Wills, it will destroy his dream of a normal life.
And that's how Dad's been exploiting us.
Right.
So I suppose now you'll probably have to stop working for him
and go back to waiting to be king.
Yah.
Oh, damn.
And we were both so looking forward to living in that annexe.
Better go and apologise to Dad.
I was terribly rude to him earlier.
? God save our gracious Queen. ?
Now, you know how important honesty is in a relationship,
did you arrange to meet Pippa in that pub?
No.
Oh, Harry.
I'm sorry that I ever doubted you.
That's OK.
And I love you more than I ever have.
And there isn't even a tiny part of you that would still like to
sleep with Pippa?
Be honest.
Meghan, honestly, I suppose there is.
What?
Well, I mean she's gorgeous, what bloke wouldn't wanna sleep with her?
Oh, well that's a weight off, right, I'm just gonna pop to the fridge,
see if there's any more of that delicious wheat grass smoothie.
I mean lager... wine.
Fine, voddy, out the freezer.
Uh.
Dad.
Yeah, so they sent you, did they?
What?
I'm warning you, I won't go without a fight.
The Dalai Lama taught me Kung Fu.
Look, Dad, I owe you an apology.
I was wrong about Mike and I was wrong about you.
Oh, this isn't gonna work.
Just do it.
What? Mike's been exploiting us.
He had dolls of you and Camilla and he was going to cut off their heads
and replace them with mine and Kate's. What?
The point is, I only have one dad.
And I love him.
I've got to stop Camilla.
Dad, I'm trying to open up to you here,
why couldn't you ever show any emotion?
Camilla's about to poison the Middletons.
How's that for emotion?
Where are they? In the drawing room.
I mean, the lounge.
What do you call these cocktails of yours then, Camilla?
Death by vodka.
Better not have more than a couple then!
Oh, I think one will be quite sufficient.
Am I in time for cocktail hour?
Oh, the more, the merrier.
Bottoms up!
Wait!
She's about to poison you.
It's them or us. Well, you monster.
Actually Camilla, I think I might've got the wrong end of the stick.
Oh, you inbred buffoon!
I'm sorry, it seems I was about to do something a bit rash.
You don't have to apologise for anything.
If your family hadn't come in to our lives
and I hadn't made such a meal of it on the website,
I'd be celebrating my birthday in just a large detached house,
instead of a massive detached house.
Ha-ha-ha.
Well, said Mike.
But I feel I should apologise for being a snob and belittling
everything you've achieved in your life, no matter how small.
Oh, you never said that.
No, but I thought it.
Oh, Bea, I missed you so much I didn't know what to do with myself.
Yeah, and I'm sorry Mummy chose me.
But good to know where we all stand.
No, Eugenie, I want it made perfectly clear that
I love you both equally.
Well, that's patently not true, is it?
It is.
But if only there was another choice I could make to prove it.
We ordered three mojitos.
And there's only two.
Who gets them?
There you are you see, girls, I, I love you both the same.
Hic.
Well, shame you've gotta leave so early.
But perhaps it's for the best.
Oh, Carole, you're not still brooding over Camilla's
murder attempt?
It was a genuine mistake.
Yes.
Mike's forgiven me.
Well, I'm not quite so big hearted.
You see, you have crossed the Middletons,
and that is something you do not come back from.
I hardly think the Middletons are a match for the Windsors.
Oh, yeah?
I think you're forgetting you're not gonna be the next Queen.
My Kate is.
Which will make me...
the Queen Mother!
Well, let's hope nothing happens to her then.
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