Bride Wars (2009) - full transcript

# I found

- I found

# So many things

# I dreamed of

- Dreamed of, dreamed of

# You fell in love with me

# But I couldn't think

- But I couldn't think

# Of how it could be

# And I finally found him

# And I'm takin'

the long way out

# 'Cause it's gonna be

- It's gonna be

# Somethin'special to me

# Somethin'special to me

Yeah, yeah

# Days go by and we're still laughing

# He's all mine

# And I'm never alone

# Days go by

and we're still happy

# He's all mine alone

# He's something special to me

# Yeah, yeah

# And I finally found him

# And I'm takin'

the long way out

# 'Cause it's gonna be

- It's gonna be

# Somethin'special to me

# Somethin'special to me

Yeah, yeah

# Days go by and we're still happy

# He's all mine alone

It all began at the Plaza Hotel...

twenty years ago

in the month of june.

Two mothers brought their

daughters, Liv and Emma...

here to the Palm Court for tea.

On that afternoon,

there was a wedding.

There was something blue,

something borrowed...

and something completely magical.

And two little girls

from New Jersey...

held in their hands a new dream-

that one day they would find

that one person...

who would stand by them

no matter what...

and when they did, they too...

would have june

weddings at the Plaza.

Thank you.

And, yes, Your Honor, I will take

this lofty man to be my husband.

I always knew my wedding

would be the happiest day of my life.

Now I will dance with you

until we have six babies and a house.

Do you think they let pets

inside the Plaza?

Well, it's not like we're getting

married until we're 16 at least.

Next time, can I play the bride?

Emma, you know

I always play the bride.

# This will be

an everlasting love

# This will be

- Not too shabby.

Caviar cocktail hour...

- Cigar roller, white glove service...

Celadon cymbidium orchids.

- Great deejay.

So we both admit it's beautiful.

Um, yeah.

- But?

Do you think it's the

work of Marion St. Claire?

Oh. Marion's a visionary.

Mmm?

Oh. - If it had

been my wedding...

Oh, just say it.

- It ain't june.

And it ain't the Plaza.

- It's the elephant in the room.

Yeah.

And here you are.

- Oh, look.

A duck made out of ice.

Isn't this great?

Know what else is great?

Going home early and

watching your backed-up Ti-Vo?

Am I that predictable?

How about one more dance...

and I'll give you my piece

of the cake, if you let me lead.

Very funny.

Come on. Come on.

- You know I always lead.

Hey. Oh.

Hi, girls.

Are you ready to catch

this bouquet? - Gotta go.

I'm so happy all of you are here.

- On the other hand, always fun.

I know. They take it so seriously.

My work friends, sort of.

My college buds.

- Oh, my God.

Emma Allan, is that the same

dress you wore to the Delta Gamma...

"Kegs for a Cause" semiformal,

like, a bazillion years ago?

Yeah.

- What's your point? Because it's a classic.

If a dress works, you work it hard.

- Oh.

See, that is sweet. And loyal.

Girlfriends sticking up

for each other.

I like that, a lot. Keep that.

Anyway, are you guys

ready to catch this? - Yeah.

Just think about it,

feel it, catch it-

One, two, three!

I would have seen

the signs if I'd been there.

It's all right there.

Look at Emma's eyes. Like a hunter's.

And Liv's hand-How would you

ike that clasped around your throat?

Not that either of them can

imagine hurting each other at this point.

Why should they?

They've been inseparable for 20 years.

Okay, slow down.

Why can't we run with iPods?

- We can't run with iPods because iPods...

are for people who can't be

alone with their own thoughts.

I'm literally running circles

around you. Do you know that?

Do you know how many

things I can think about at once?

You know what

a multitasker I am.

You're not enjoying my

conversation? Is that what you're saying?

I'm hurt. I am

very hurt, Liv. - I gotta go.

All right. Have a good day.

- Love you.

Call me. Tell me how the meeting goes.

- Watch this power walk.

Whoo!

- Whoo!

Hey, did you get

the changes to the brief?

Read and highlighted

in the cab. - Great.

Purse. It's like the

whole city is made out of lint.

It's an aggressive approach, exploiting

the weaknesses of our plaintiffs case...

and I think judicially

we'll find favor-

Particularly if we pulljustice Givens.

Thank you, Liv.

Our best associate, Mr. Simmons.

Maybe your approach

is too aggressive.

I mean, if we pound them...

as you suggest, they'll

hardly be in the mood to settle.

Mr. Simmons, you don't-

You don't know me, but I-

I know you.

All you need to know

is how badly you want to win...

because we won't be settling.

You're right. She's perfect.

Oh, Mrs. Allan?

- Hey, Robert. What's up?

I think Mrs. Delgado

is looking for you.

Is she? W... was she nearby?

She... she's in her room.

- She's...

Emma, there you are.

Oh, God, Deb. Hi.

- I know. Isn't it gorgeous?

God, I feel so

blessed to have this body.

You know, I am so late... - No, no, no.

Listen. You gotta help me out here.

You know the debate team?

- Yeah.

I cannot go to the state finals.

I mean, children talking

about their little problems.

Ugh! You gotta do it for me.

Yeah, Deb, I'm already

doing your late bus patrol...

and pep squad and your

after-school detention.

You're the debate team adviser. I

don't think that I should... - I know.

I do so much.

I wish I could just

do the bare minimum.

I so admire you for that.

Thank you.

Anyway, all right, look.

Here's how we'll work it out.

I'll do the debate team...

- Okay, good.

Uh-huh. If you take my Tuesday

study halls for the rest of the year.

Okay?

- Yeah, that's... - No.

All right. You owe me, girl.

Get out of the hallway, kids!

- You know why she does this?

You're the best teacher

at that school. - No, I...

She's trying to overwork you,

so you crack under pressure.

Mm-mmm.

- Middle school's a jungle.

I don't know.

I think she's kind of sad.

I mean, she's been

divorced, like, three times.

She's way ahead of us.

I mean, where are our divorces?

I gotta get married first.

God, I hate Daniel!

No, Kevin. I'm

dealing with a crisis.

What's your crisis?

Uh, that's code for

"I don't want to talk to you."

Oh, I see. Well, then thank

you for putting me through.

See? I told you those jeans would

look great on you. - They aren't too tight?

No, no. Not at all.

But this...

I mean, Emma, yellow...

Not your color.

Okay? Seriously.

Oh, but you know what? Try this.

Because, you

know what? Keep it.

Well... - It never

hung right on me anyway.

Of course it doesn't

hang right on you.

It's... my size, and it's new.

This is the Dolce blouse

I told you about last week.

Liv, I can't.

- Hey, hey. It was on sale.

I practically made money on it.

- Liv, it's too much.

Emma, Emma. Emma,

Just say thank you. just...

Thank you. It's beautiful.

I love it. - Good.

Now this, Emma's stuff. Emma's stuff.

Let's get rid of it at one point.

You moved out, like,

a hundred years ago. Okay.

Daniel's sweater? Cardigan?

You wanna try that? - Yeah, love it.

Oh-

Tiffany box.

You're getting engaged?

- I'm getting engaged.

I'm getting engaged!

- You're getting engaged!

Oh, my God!

- Oh, my God!

Emma.

- No! Stop it. No. Liv!

I have to look.

- Stop it! No! No!

No, no!

You can't stop me.

I'm sorry.

But he should see your face

when you first see the ring.

Good call.

You always think of others, Emma.

It never occurs to me like that.

I mean, sometimes it does.

I'm really happy for you.

Promise me you won't tell

anyone until after he proposes.

Oh, God. I would never.

I'd be out of my mind.

I'm engaged!

Can we get four

tequila shots? - No. No.

No, no, no. None for me.

Oh, right.

- I'm fine.

Acapulco, 2006,

Emma and Fletcher on a break.

"Never talk about

that weekend again."

"I'm so lonely and confused,

and very thirsty. Please, Miguel"-

Okay, okay, okay.

Make it stop. Please.

All right, a toast.

To Liv. Congratulations

to an amazing friend.

And condolences to

Emma, Liv's maid of honor.

She will surely be

the most nightmarish bride ever.

It is my burden and mine alone.

I'll be repaying the favor

very soon. Cheers. - Drink up.

What did I rush down here for?

- Nate! I'm getting married.

Get out.

- Yeah.

Oh, my God. Sister's gettin' married here.

Where's... where's the groom?

- Oh. Oh. He's not here.

Well, he hasn't actually

popped the question yet.

A toast. To Daniel...

who in his own world

is just working late...

but I guess in Liv's

world has just proposed.

So God bless him for wanting...

to spend his life

with my sister in any world.

To Liv.

- We love ya.

He's a lucky guy.

- Yep. The biggest day of a girl's life.

I'm gonna be right back.

Damn. Should I?

- I got it.

I mean, they didn't get

to see me graduate law school...

or read Nate's first story

in New York magazine.

So I can't share this with 'em.

I wish your parents

could be here too.

Whatever. It's fine. I'm fine.

Liv, you're only human.

You don't have to have it

together every minute of every day.

Former chubby girls.

We're made of steel.

And Splenda. We survive.

Well, first of all, you weren't fat.

But, yes, you do survive.

Thanks, Em.

- You're welcome, Liv.

You're gonna be

the best maid of honor.

Yes, I am.

- What do we do first?

First- Oh! I was thinking.

It might be a good idea

to actually get the proposal.

See? It's that head for details.

Yeah, right? I know.

...people watching

this performance at home...

with a huge question mark.

Hey, babe? I don't think

they sent us any fortune cookies.

No, they sent 'em.

I got them right here.

Oh, good.

Okay. Here we are.

I'm just cuing it up.

- Mm-hmm.

This guy's gotta go. I'm sorry.

I know you like him. - Mm-hmm.

He's very pitchy. - You know,

Fletch, that is actually a real thing.

Pitchy. It's not just code

for someone you don't like.

Oh, okay. You're pitchy.

Oh, uh, that one's mine.

Please. - You're really

calling dibs on fortune cookies now?

Yeah. It's on the right side.

- Okay, it's fine.

Yours is the left. - If your

fortune's better than mine, I'm claiming it.

I don't think it will be.

- Okay. Are you ready?

One-

- Two.

Three.

What's this?

I put a lot of thought

into where I was gonna do this...

and, uh, I wanna do it here.

This is our home...

and if I'm 99 years old and

we're doing exactly this in our home,

TV and gettin' Chinese food...

that'll be good enough for me.

So, Emma Allan?

Uh-huh?

- Will you marry me?

Yes. Yes.

It didn't happen tonight.

But I'm not worried, 'cause

I'm sure Daniel's... - I... I'm engaged.

Fletcher just proposed,

like, two minutes ago.

I'm engaged.

Color?

- Colorless.

Cut?

- Brilliant.

Clarity?

- Slightly included.

Carat? - Almost,

maybe just under.

More than he could afford, I'm sure.

Ohhh.

Engaged? Wow!

Liv's engaged. You're engaged.

That's... that's...

C... can I call you back?

What do you mean

Emma's engaged?

No. Of course I'm happy.

Why wouldn't I be happy?

I think it's great. Yeah.

No, you don't have to come here.

I'm fine. I'm not gonna eat anything. Okay.

And I have the perfect

wedding present.

You are going to live

with Emma and Fletcher.

You're irritating me.

I can't believe it.

It's so weird having this on

my finger. I mean, hey, look.

It even sparkles in the rain.

- Blinding. Ouch.

So I'm thinking about getting

Dj Humble to spin at my party.

I don't know though.

Is that weird? - You should go for it.

I'm not really a big band kind of girl.

- Whatever.

It's your wedding.

- Oh. My mom can't fly up until the wedding.

She's too busy with work.

But who cares. I've got you, right?

Yeah. I'm so psyched.

- So would you come with me to meet her?

I'm sorry. What? Meet who?

- Marion St. Claire.

Haven't you been listening?

I've got an appointment with her on Friday.

You already made

an appointment? - Yeah.

You just got engaged last night.

- I know.

But technically, I'm already behind.

You gotta book early

if you want the Plaza.

The Plaza? I can't believe this.

What-What's the matter?

Why are you mad?

I'm not mad. No, not at you.

I just don't know

what's taking Daniel so long.

Oh, God. I'm sorry.

I shouldn't have...

We don't have to talk

about this. Let's just drop it.

Don't worry about me.

Worry about Daniel.

He's gonna be dead soon.

- Why? What-

Call you later.

- What are you go...

Liv, you let him

do this his own way.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Excuse me!

Honey!

Will you just

marry me, already?

Yeah. Okay.

Isn't that what you want?

'Cause it's what I want...

and I just wanna know

if you want to marry me.

Don't you wanna get married?

- Honey, can we talk about this later?

Oh, you changed your mind?

I saw the Tiffany box in the closet.

Right?

Uh...

- Oh, my God.

It's not a ring?

If it's a key chain

I'm gonna kill myself...

and I'm taking you

down with me. - Oh.

Could you just tell me

right here and right now?

Is it something

that you would want?

Would you want...

would you want to get married?

You know what I will tell you?

I have never

met a more obnoxious...

complicated, overbearing...

gorgeous, smart,

sexy woman in my life.

And...

if you had just

waited until tonight...

then you wouldn't be

the woman I fell in love with...

because she doesn't

know how to wait.

Will you hold that for a second?

- Yeah.

Which is fine, as long as I get

to spend the rest of my life...

trying to catch up with her.

Liv?

- Hmm?

Will you marry me?

Are you proposing?

- Mmm.

Really? Honey, it's

so out of nowhere.

Liv, shut up.

Yes or no? - Yes. Yes.

Babe.

- Yes.

This is not how I planned it.

- Are you kidding?

Oh!

I love "Bring Your Hot

Girlfriend to Work" day. - Totally.

And that is the

journey that brought...

these two young brides to

my townhouse on that particular afternoon.

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

Not now. Not now. Let's go.

Okay. I'm good.

I'm Marion St. Claire...

the most sought-after

wedding planner in Manhattan.

Hi. We're Marion's 1.00.

- Mm-hmm.

We're both getting married,

and we're both each other's maid of honor.

No way. That's incredible.

Ms. St. Claire will see you now.

Hi. I'm Liv Lerner.

- Hi, Mrs. St. Claire. Wow.

This is Emma Allan.

- What an honor.

We've been best friends

for a long time. - I can't believe this.

Sit.

Okay.

- Got it.

A wedding marks the first day...

of the rest of your life.

You have been dead until now.

W... were you aware of that?

You're dead right now.

I understand.

- Thank you.

Angela, for example, will die dead.

Now I've read the brief

that she put together on you

june weddings at the Plaza.

So it's not even

a remote possibility?

If you'd gone

elsewhere, not a chance.

But you've come to me.

Call me dream catcher. I'll answer.

Ooh. Dream catcher.

I happen to have...

three openings

at the Rlaza in june.

Two the first Saturday...

and one the last Saturday.

That would be

the 6th and the 27th.

Oh! My parents' anniversary

is the 6th. That's so meant to be.

Oh, my gosh!

- Yeah.

Well, then I'll take the 27 th.

- Great.

Um, you'll wanna discuss

this with your grooms.

No.

- All right then.

Just sign and...

date these.

Okay. - This feels pretty

good right now, I gotta say.

Now, uh, we

should discuss themes.

Uh, elegant minimalism...

- Classic traditionalism-

with romantic textures.

- and trendy infusion.

I'm impressed.

- Really?

Well, we love you so much.

- She means... she means "Thank you."

Your 1.15 is here, Mrs. St. Claire.

Thank you... so much.

I have packets

for you up front.

Bride to bride, there's only

onejune opening left at the Plaza.

Oh, my God. Thank you.

You are so sweet.

Ms. St. Claire, first off,

I'm obsessed with you.

Uh, it's an honor

and a privilege. - Sit.

Sure.

June. At the Plaza.

Look at them.

So blissfully unaware...

of the implications

of their wedding date.

You see, at this point, june was

a mere three and a half months away...

a blink of an eye, in wedding time.

# Got my dreams,

got my life, got my love

# Got my friends

Got the sunshine above

# Why am I making

this hard on myself

# When there's so many

beautiful reasons I have to be

# Happy

# Yeah

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Miss Wang-

Ohh.

- Lace bodice.

Basque waist, 10-layer tulle...

you should try it on.

No. No, no. I'm

wearing my mom's dress.

Emma, are you sure?

Your mom's dress is beautiful,

but is... is it your dream or hers?

It's mine. It's mine.

I wanna surprise her.

But it is your day.

Can't you just send her a big box

of chocolates on Mother's Day...

and get the dress you want?

- It's really pretty.

And I do love strapless.

- Me too.

I feel like I'm cheating

on my mom's dress.

I can't. I can't. I've very

comfortable with my decision.

I'm just gonna put it back.

Put it back. - Okay.

But I mean, if you like it...

you should try it on.

- No. You saw it first.

Please.

- That's a terrible reason. We're gonna try this on, okay?

No, uh, I'm gonna... try it on.

It's stunning. It's perfect.

I know. Right?

- Mm-hmm.

I should probably keep looking.

Do you think there is

something better than Vera Wang?

I'm sorry. Do they keep that next to

the something that is better than chocolate?

Liv, get the dress.

- What if you change your mind?

Just be very careful about

any pre-wedding weight gain.

You don't alter a Vera to fit you;

you alter yourself to fit Vera.

Weight gain. Please.

Yeah. Right. Me lose control?

You see these eyes?

You know what that is?

Focus. That's right.

Well, it's contacts, and focus.

You know, I'll take it.

- Perfect.

I'll get you more champagne.

Marion.

A terrible mistake has been made...

one I assure you

has never happened before...

in the House of St. Claire.

Your weddings have been

booked on the same day.

Can you say that again?

I'm sorry. What?

Your weddings have

been scheduled for the same date.

Mother "F."

- Are you insane?

The Plaza is our lifelong dream.

Angela... mixed up the dates.

You are now both set

to be married june 6...

and the other bride on june 27.

The next available date

at the Rlaza is june 15-

Perfect. I'll take it.

- Three years from now.

This is no-

- No, I can't-

It's no problem.

Hold on. It's no problem.

Because I'll negotiate it.

I negotiate for a living.

I'll get the other bride to

switch her dates with you. - Trust me.

You can't say

no to that face.

Yes, well, our

confidentiality agreement...

means that I

cannot tell you who she is...

so which one of you

will choose a different venue?

I'm leaving right

now, Mrs. St. Claire.

Word to the wise, dear,

and also to you,

do not use

me as a reference.

Hello, Angela.

- Just...

tell us where

the other bride is...

and nobody's gonna get hurt.

Hi.

- Hello, Stacy.

How are you?

- It's Emma and Liv.

You look gorgeous.

- Did you lose weight?

You want me to change

the date of my wedding?

Yeah.

- That'd be great.

No. - You take the

6th, give me the 27 th-

She can be

your wedding buddy.

I'm a ball. Really. I am.

- Don't touch me.

Let's talk numbers.

Every wedding has a

price, hon. What's yours?

You can't buy me.

So again, no.

No, no, no. A thousand times, no.

Good luck, ladies.

There's something wrong with you.

You're not leaving

until you change your-

She's crazy!

Just change your date.

- She's crazy! Somebody call security.

You won't even change

your date! - You're crazy!

It's unnecessary for you to touch me so hard.

- Technically, she pushed me too.

Come on. Have

a nice day. - Whatever.

We could sue. We could sue.

You're a lawyer. We could sue 'em all.

We could sue the Plaza. We could

sue Marion. We could sue Angela...

What's the point?

None of them are gonna make it right.

No. It's up to us.

I want you at my wedding.

And whichever

way this works out...

one of us will just have

to be married on a different day.

Absolutely. I mean, you know,

I want you at my wedding.

Obviously. If we can't

think of any other way out of this...

one of us will simply

have to be flexible.

Yeah. One of us will just

have to change venues.

Right. One of us could.

Rrobably, um, not...

the one of us who's been

saving up for a decade...

because she makes a pittance

compared to the other one of us, but-

True. I mean, or it would be...

if the other one of us wasn't

so desperate to get married at the Plaza...

because the Plaza, practically, is the only

happy memory she has of her childhood.

So, oops. That's-

- Right.

One of us will have

to move her date. - Yep.

One of us will.

And until one of us decides,

we shouldn't make any concrete plans.

Agreed. There's some

time before we lock things in.

Let's just not do anything...

- Right.

until one of us

moves her date. - Okay.

So, um...

Talk to you soon.

One of us should

call the other one.

One of us hasn't called

me yet, but you know what?

She's gonna move her date.

She always was the bendy

one, even as a kid, remember?

Yeah, she didn't sound

too bendy to me.

I called Fletch,

and she picked up.

He's doin'my

taxes tomorrow night.

You can't get all

buddy-buddy with him. Not now.

Anyway, Daniel can do

your taxes. He's "financey."

It's a hedge fund, babe.

We don't do a lot of tax prep.

Whatever. You do our taxes.

- Fletch has been my accountant for six years. I'm going.

You're being ridiculous.

Just have a double wedding.

What are we,

41-year-old twin sisters?

Babe! Double wedding.

A double wedding.

I think that's a great idea.

It would be a hell of a party.

- You know, uh, no.

I've shared everything

my whole life with Liv.

I'd kinda like my

own day just... just once.

I know, bug. Is this everything?

This is all your gas receipts-

Threw it all in the shoe box.

I don't know.

It's my dream to...

to get married at the Plaza.

I have been

saving since I was 16.

I just need a few

more days to... let it go.

I'll find a new dream.

Liv's reasons are better than mine.

It's like American idol, all right?

Liv is the Simon. Ugh. God.

I mean, no offense.

But you're the Paula.

Even when they can't sing,

you compliment their outfit.

It's nice.

- Well, but everyone listens to Simon.

I wouldn't marry Simon.

I'd marry me some Paula.

Mmm.

That's nice. - Just pick one.

I'm fine with any of'em.

See? That's why I need a

maid of honor. You don't care.

I... hey, you wanna

have her back in the game?

You know what you're gonna

have to do, and the sooner the better.

We need to give our

guests some notice. - Exactly.

Which is why save-the-dates

are so key, but you don't care.

It's not that I don't care.

- Well, get your phone then.

Hello?

- Men.

Yo, Fletch. No, nothin' much.

Just lookin' at save-the-dates or invites.

Are we still on for tomorrow?

- Yeah, totally.

Any sign of progress on

your end? Is Liv softening at all?

No way. And there's no

way she's gonna blink first.

They haven't spoken for a week.

That's a century in girl years.

What is it about weddings

that makes 'em so worked up?

I know. I have no idea.

It's, like, the wrong time to let

the guy know that you're crazy.

You know what I mean?

It's not how I'd play it. - Yeah.

Oh, you know what?

She's here now.

I'll see you tomorrow?

- All right.

Hey.

Hi, sweetie.

- Hi.

How was pep squad?

- I hate pep squad.

I particularly hate

peppy teenage girls...

who insist everyone be

aggressive... B - E aggressive.

It's, like, there are other pathways

in life besides aggression, you know?

I'm gonna call Liv.

Really?

- Yeah.

Amie and Marissa are

throwing us that joint shower...

and it'd be good to have

all this behind us by then. Right?

You sure?

- Yeah.

Yeah. I agree. I was just

talkin' to Daniel. She's on her cell.

You should call her. They're out

doin' their save-the-dates or whatever.

What?

- You should hit her up.

You have to

know your "date" date...

to send out

your save-the-dates.

Oh.

We were both

gonna wait, and she... she...

I ca... I can't believe it.

You can't believe this?

Really? It's Liv.

She's always thinking

about number one. - No.

Not this time. No.

No, no, no, no, no.

I am a bride too. Okay?

I'm number one too.

I- You are my number one.

I know. That's how I feel.

Bug, what are you doing?

Subject...- Listen. Listen.

No, no, no, no, no.

Emergency. This is not spam.

I'm getting married, june 6-

- You don't have to slam on the keys.

The Plaza Hotel. Be there.

X- O-X-O-X-O-X-O. Emma.

Address book.

B.C.C. everyone.

Oops. Not you, Liv.

And send.

"Emergen-C-C-C.

"Thys' is "nit' spam.

I'm get married. june 6th."

"K.j. A."? "Kuh-jaw"?

"Emma."

What is "kuh-jaw", Emma?

Great. Emma's wedding's

gonna be better than ours was.

Glen.

Maybe her marriage

will be better too.

Not filled with

loneliness and sadness.

I hope you can appreciate

the positions Amie and I are in.

We're not taking sides.

- Relax.

We're not making any plans

until we figure this out. - Wow.

You're so cool about it.

- Yeah.

How else am I gonna be? - I mean,

without taking sides though, I have to say...

Emma's save-the-date

e-mail was a smidge tacky.

I mean, "june 6

at the Plaza", smiley face?

What's next,

hearts over her i's?

Come on, really, what

was she thinking? - Oh, hey.

I know, right?

- That was so tacky.

It's shocking.

- Hi. Hi, Heidi.

Oh, Elizabeth, I love my ring.

- Oh, my gosh.

Emma?

You sent out

your save-the-dates?

Yeah, I did, actually.

Uh-

Surprised?

So one of us...

is not moving her date?

Well, you amaze me, Liv. You really do.

You-You never ask me what I want.

You just figure you know best, end of story.

"Emma, wear this.

Emma, say that."

Well, Emma's pretty

frickin' tired of it.

Oh, whoa. - Don't think I

didn't notice how totally freaked out...

you were because I had the nerve

to get engaged before you did. - Okay, wait.

First of all, Daniel

bought that ring in December.

Okay? So officially, I was first.

Oh, pathetic. Pathetic! - Second, people

always make you do things you don't wanna do.

Emma, it's like you don't

have a spine. Oh, wait. That's right.

You don't have a spine.

Wow.

No one could accuse you

of being soft, Liv.

You grabbed the first date

in june Marion offered...

without even asking me first.

At least I'm not so

terrified of being alone...

that I people-please

my way through life.

Emma, you settle.

Are you saying that

I'm settling with Fletcher?

I wasn't thinking about Fletcher.

You came up with

that one on your own.

Ooh.

Move your date, Liv.

You move your date, Emma.

It's done. You lose.

Your wedding better watch it.

What did you just say?

I said your wedding

should be very scared right now.

If I were your wedding,

I'd sleep with one eye open.

Why don't you just

save your threats for Daniel?

After all, isn't that how

you got a proposal out of him?

That's how I did it.

- Your wedding can suck it.

What did you just say?

My wedding can suck it?

I said your wedding can suck it.

- Your wedding can s- be-

I mean, yours can be, um-

Can... can be, uh...

not that...

please.

Bye, ladies.

- Hey, Liv.

Yes.

Your wedding will be huge.

Just like your ass at prom.

We're done.

5.00, Saturday, june 6. Done.

Done. - Hmm.

- Good.

Now we just have to find you

another maid of honor, uh, and fast.

You'll be spending more time

with her than with the groom.

My friends won't take sides.

- Who says it has to be a friend?

No! No! Not just a bridesmaid.

- This spot okay?

Yeah. Maid of honor.

Maid of honor.

Yeah. We were

so close in law school.

That study group was nuts.

Oh, sweetie, you are

my second cousin's best friend.

Of course you were at the

very top of my maid of honor list.

Honestly, Carla. Caitlin?

Erin, no. I did

not sleep with him.

All right, okay. I did, actually.

Once. Twice.

What difference does it make?

He was a loser, and he was lousy in-

You did? Really?

I didn't hear that-

Two kids? Wow. You guys

must have had really cute kids.

Uh, yeah. Tell him I say hi, and-

Actually, I'm hopping into a cab,

so I'm gonna give you a call a little later.

Kevin?

- Yeah?

I'd like to promote you-

to mister of honor.

Do I get- Is-

Is it, like, a pay thing?

No. just- It's just an honor.

Uh, have a classmate read

your draft. I think that's a great idea.

Because by letting a

classmate read your draft-

Oh, thank God. All right.

You guys finish the rest of this.

Just read it yourselves.

Did you get my note?

- Yeah.

Can you take my

late bus patrol today?

Sure.

Deb?

- Yeah?

Yeah?

I know we're not

exactly friends. - We're not?

Then why am I always

doing you favors? - You never do me,

never mind.

How'd you like

to be my maid of honor?

Do I get to pick

out my own dress?

I tend to draw the eye,

so it's gotta be good.

Absolutely.

I mean, you know, I might

make some suggestions, but-

Oh, you know, I'm really

swamped though. I'd need a lot of help.

What do you

think the bride is for?

To make the maid of

honor's life easier, right?

I mean, come on. Please.

Aw. All right.

Since you begged.

Okay.

- I'll be your maid of honor.

It's gonna be great.

It's gonna be great.

Whew.

Hey, can I make a suggestion?

Have you ever heard

of"pee-not gree-gio"?

It's this really nice white wine.

It's very elegant.

Mmm.

Now, your music is-

- Yes.

still pending, and, sadly, D.j. Humble

is no longer available on that date.

Oh? But he and I had a deal- in principle.

Yes, well, one of

my other brides outbid you.

I can't give you

her name, of course.

That bitch!

Not you. No, a different one.

A person.

God, she's scary.

You don't think that Liv-

- Yeah, I do.

No. No. She knew

how much that meant to me.

It's too cruel. It's too mean-spirited.

- Too in character?

Hang on. Wait.

Didn't you tell me

she's wearing a Vera Wang?

Yes.

- I read those run really tight...

and she's kind of an ex-heifer.

No. No, she's-

She's- Little bit.

Mmm. Oh!

That is good. Excellent.

Is that like cream cheese?

It is cream cheese.

Like a hint.

Has Emma chosen her cake yet?

- Let's keep to our own work, shall we?

Now, as for the flowers,

Eufloria has put in a bid.

We just can't have the same cake, that's all.

And I have to have the seven-tiered...

white chocolate-curl torte, enrobed

in marzipan with edible pearls and flourishes.

Well, you're safe.

Emma has chosen

a less extravagant cake.

And she's always saying

that she doesn't need...

to impress people

with how much she can spend.

I'm just going to check

my ice sculptor Rolodex. - Right.

Oh, my God.

That was a dig at me.

Emma thinks I'm showing off?

I never thought she resented how much

money I made, but I guess I was wrong.

Really? I didn't get

that from what she-

Marion's eating it up.

She likes Emma best.

Emma always gets the sympathy vote.

I never get the sympathy vote, do I?

Well, maybe it's asking

a little bit too much of people-

I was worried about her cake. It could be

two Ding-Dongs and a Yodel for all I care.

What's that? What's that?

Don't-

Dance lessons?

Damn, she's competitive.

Their dance is totally gonna be better than ours.

Let me see Canary

Song again. Dandelion. Canary.

Isn't there something in between?

- Sort of like a burnt Canary.

Video montage

of their lives? Really?

It's gotta be Fletcher's idea.

- That's just-

It's gonna be, like,

pictures of them as babies.

You know, Emma with one tooth...

and Fletcher in his little

superhero outfits. It's tacky.

Can I help you?

Yeah. Delivery for Liv Lerner.

- That's chocolate.

I'll take that.

Mmm. Looks good.

"Liv, you deserve this and more."

Isn't Daniel the sweetest?

I'll just have one.

- Thanks.

Just one.

W-Was she up there?

- Yeah.

Oh. And it's impossible to go

get them back? - No, no, no, no.

She ate half the box already, lady.

Forty-five dollars.

Yes. Okay.

That is the agreed upon-

But just so you know-

if you heard what was actually

going on, you would totally side with me.

You gonna tip me?

- I thought that was including tip...

but anyway, I'll give it

to you because I'm the Paula.

You know, I've been thinking.

If you really want to mess

with Emma's first dance- - Mm-hmm?

There are ways.

- Tell me more.

I don't know, baby.

Dance class?

Come on.

We know how to dance.

It's a slow dance.

It's like we did in college.

It's a waltz. It's a little more

precise than just holding each other up.

And besides, Marion says

that our first dance...

introduces our couple style

to the world. - Oh, well, naturally...

I'm incredibly concerned

with our couple style.

Space!

I am Ricky Coo...

the Doctor of Dance.

I bring you motion.

I bring you rhythm.

I bring you sex.

Please, get on your

feet, and let's dance!

# Y'all ready for this?

# Dance

Maybe Marion shouldn't be recommending

Ricky Coo, Doctor of Dance so much.

Yeah. I don't know about Ricky.

Good for you. Doing warm-ups.

Yeah, I got your voice mail saying you

wanted to push the lesson from 1.00 to 4.00.

How long have you been here?

Oh, my God.

What?

- Liv.

Uh, just give us a second.

- I mean, who does that?

She's finally gone completely crazy.

Not that I'm surprised at all.

I mean, she's always been nuts.

- I know. And messing with our couple style?

There is no way I'm letting

her get away with that. - Good.

You know who

I feel sorry for is Daniel.

He's not even gonna

be able to control his own wife.

What?

No, I'm just saying- It's Liv.

Because she never thinks about. - And?

I'm going inside.

- What?

The final month before the

big day is a litmus test for couples...

ofhow they work together,

solve problems, communicate.

The early, happy glow is over,

and the nerves begin to set in.

With some couples, it brings out the

fundamental conflicts in their relationship.

With other couples,

the lucky ones...

it highlights the essential

harmony of their partnership.

Of course, even the luckiest bride

needs something to take the edge off.

Ooh, for me! Ajolly Walrus cookie

bouquet. Is Daniel a keeper or what?

I'd just be careful.

Miss Wang is a stern mistress.

Video montage- If there's gonna be

live pictures and, like, video footage-

I know. It's, like, verging

on being a digital short.

I don't know how they're gonna

cut me out of the footage. I'm in everything.

Oh, this came

for you via messenger.

I can't wait to

get into this one.

Mr. Simmons called again asking

for the update on the agreement.

Rutherford Rress? That's my hometown.

- I'm just gonna take this.

Suppose I should just tell them

you're dealing with a crisis?

Oh, my God.

They still print

engagement announcements.

I'm sort of like a celebrity

back there, probably.

You know, it's like, local girl

makes good. Such sweet people.

Oh, wow!

- What the?

That's not you. Is it?

Emma looks gorgeous.

But not on the inside, which is-

- Kevin.

It's the best

she can do, huh?

So lame. She wants to

play dirty? I can play dirty.

You can play dirty.

I've seen you do it.

I went to law school, people.

I'm starting to think

that 30 is the cutoff.

Mmm. - Because it's the last time

men want to date women their age.

A 30-year-old guy will

date a 30-year-old girl.

But a 35-year-old guy

wants someone 30.

A 40-year-old guy

wants someone 30, too, or 28.

Mm-hmm.

- It's a terrible planet.

I know. You know

what I was wondering?

What are the real reasons behind

Emma and Fletcher having to tie the knot?

Why can't they change

their date? Think about it.

She's pregnant!

Emma's pregnant!

Oh, no.

Oh, no!

- Liv?

Are you all right?

What the hell is goin' on?

Look, let me inI

I gained five pounds.

Five pounds. It might as well be 50!

The dress doesn't fit!

And if the dress doesn't fit...

my wedding's gonna be a big

black hole in the history of the Plaza!

Well, "A "it's our wedding, hon.

And "B"...

so what? Let it out.

You don't alter

Vera Wang to fit you.

You alter yourself to fit Vera.

What do boys

learn in school? - Sorry.

It's not the

end of the world.

Really. What... what... what

can I do to make you feel better?

It's what you can stop

doing. This is all your fault.

It's sweet of you to send me

those treats, but I... - What treats?

You know, the treats.

The Truffle-opolis.

The truffle tray.

Thejolly Walrus cookie bouquet?

International Butter Club?

The... honey...

I didn't send you any of that.

Oh, my God, Emma!

She's trying to make me fat

so I can't fit into my dress!

What is that?

What is that?

The International Butter Club?

You mean, you've

actually been sitting around...

eating sticks of butter

from different lands?

The final week before

the wedding is do-or-die.

I expect my

brides to be flawless.

Rerfect hair,

skin, nails, everything.

Hello there. I need

to get to the back really fast.

Really, really fast, because

I left something there yesterday.

It's very important that I-

- I so don't care.

Go on back.

Miss Allan.

- Oh, hi.

Hi. Bit of Honey today?

That's the one I loaded.

Yes, but, uh, just

a pre-wedding glow.

Sure thing.

- Okay, thanks.

# I wish you well

# I hope you survive

# I hope you live on, baby

# So I can watch you cry

# 'Cause I know

in time you'll see

# What you did to me

# And you'll come runnin'back

#I'm gonna rain

on your parade

# Oh, I won't take it again

# And I'll keep

raining, raining, raining

# Over you

Wow!

What happened to you?

You look like a traffic cone.

Will it fade?

Sort of.

This is three loofahs.

Is it that bad? Fletch said

he didn't think it was that bad.

Oh, well, honey,

"Filch" is your fiance.

He probably told you

you had nice hair too.

This wedding stuff is

not a walk in the park.

For sure.

- I'm surprised. I don't know.

I'm surprised I haven't been,

you know, sent into my therapist's office.

That's what I've heard. T-U-F-F.

You should have heard me

on the phone the other day...

talking to the guy who messed

up my centerpieces. - Oh, gosh.

It was unbelievable. It's like one

thing after another, every single time.

It snowballs. - Listen, can

I get a little bit more lowlight?

Yeah, especially right here. Hold that

thought, sweetie. I'm gonna get your color.

Just make sure it's not so,

like, more gold base.

# I'm gonna rain

on your parade

# No, I won't take it again

# And I'll keep raining,

raining, raining over you

Maybe I should take up chanting.

I think it's kind of- might be

necessary at this time of my life.

Oh, my God!

- Oh, my God. Is it good?

Great!

I get to do noth-

Okay. I-I don't know

what happened. Um-

I gotta let it

sit for a day or two.

Maybe I'll try to

strip it down to white.

My hair's blue!

It's blue! I have blue hair!

I'm getting married in a week.

- Congratulations.

In a week! A week!

Come on.

I know you're in here.

Ah, here's your video montage.

Oh, yeah.

Absolutely.

Fletch?

Bug? Do you have

something you need to tell me?

Um-

- Are we about to have a little orange baby?

Apparently we're registered

at Babies "R" Us.

Isn't that nice?

Marissa. Where are you?

I can barely hear you.

I can't believe you told Emma.

Whatever.

You guys, don't get too

attached to the dancers.

They're paid to be nice to you.

Yeah!

- New York and Japan

Hello, bride!

All right, all right.

Now a little birdie has just told me...

that we have a bride-to-be

in the house tonight.

Over here!

- But she has been a very bad bride.

Officer Not-Your-Husband

is here to arrest youI

# I'm a model,

you know what I mean

# And I do my little turn on the catwalk

- You're under arrest...

for being too sexy.

Time to be frisked.

Oh, my goodness!

Great!

We got two brides

in the house tonight!

Whoa. Whoa, whoa. Hold upI

We have two brides

in the house tonight.

Emma, this party is invitation only.

I'm getting married too, baby!

Well, I'll invite you right up there.

Dj jazzles invites bride number

two up on stage. - Why not?

Come on up here, girlI

We want to see the way you moveI

That's what I'm talking about!

Work it out, girl!

You can't even let me

have my own bachelorette party?

Much the way you couldn't let me

have Dj Humble. That was low, Liv.

By the way, did you hear?

I'm not pregnant, okay?

I say it's time for

a dance-off. Dance-off!

Dance-off! Dance-off!

Dance-off! Dance-off!

# You say I'm so crazy

# Coming home intoxicated

- Oh! Oh!

# I say I just want to love you

- Come on, Livi

# I just wanna love you, baby

Aw, come on, Liv.

- Come on, bride number one.

I know y'all can do better than that.

- Give it to me, baby

Sprockets!

Break it downI Now the sexiest bride

takes first prize. Let's see it!

We gonna get

this party started, y'all!

Showdown!

Space!

Check out bride number two!

# They be watchin'while we

wiggle around look at 'em droolin'

# They ain't used to this

sound I keep 'em movin'

# All my ladies put your hands

in the air it's all right now

# We gon'keep you up on

your feet the whole night now

# Rop them bottles

Yeah, drink that up, man

# Got you feelin'crazy

Well, that was the plan

# They was waitin'for me

Wasn't ready for this

# He got the game sewed up

No, I'm talkin'bout Swiss

# Why would you try

# We got 'em shakin'everything

from the hood to Dubai

Bride number two, you are

the sexiest bride of the night, baby.

Give it up for bride number two, y'allI

Sorry, bride number one.

Can't win 'em all, girl.

It's weird, losing.

I gotta say I'm not loving it.

No, but you were both so good.

Yeah, you really got

up there, and you tried.

Forget it. It's my

bachelorette party, right? - Yes.

Good girl. Here you go.

It's like you read my mind.

Oh, my God!

Taxi! Taxi.

Kevin. Kevin. I need coffee.

Excuse me. I need coffee.

I need three Advil.

Yeah. Four waters.

Get a splash of that Kahlua

next to wherever that paralegal is.

Hey, Elana.

- Good morning.

You work too hard. I'm

gonna treat you to lunch. - Okay.

Where are you, Kev? Are you

in the office? - I hear you coming. Liv?

Liv, blue! Hair!

- Hey, Advil.

You have blue hair!

Oh, my God.

I totally forgot.

I was supposed to get it

dyed back at 7.00.

I think it's very... it's gonna be...

they're gonna love it.

I got it.

I'm gonna figure it out.

If we could all refer to the briefs I've

drawn up. I've highlighted a few main points.

Our discovery process in

depositions and document requests-

maybe you guys could share that

one... has yielded significant results.

W... w... wait. Okay. I am looking

at the brief dated two weeks ago.

Where is the latest version?

- I could have sworn that I updated these.

Just a second.

Goddamn it!

Your hair.

Yes, my hair.

My hair... is blue!

My hair is blue. My wedding's in

a week, and I'm paying my maid of honor.

Okay? Or rather

Mrs. Colson is.

And, yes, maybe

I misplaced the briefl.

And, yes, maybe my best friend

in the world forever hates me!

Hates me!

Oh, my God.

I'm gonna be a bald bride.

It's so not ideal.

This is who's representing us?

Not anymore. Miss Lerner's

off the case. I'm taking over.

No, now look, calm down.

I'm gonna get it dyed back.

Miss Lerner.

You are excused.

I'm not this girl.

I just don't screw up.

I just don't get demoted.

It's like I don't have

anybody. I feel so alone.

Hey.

Babe, I'm right here.

You miss your friend,

especially now.

She'd know just what to say.

I'm mad at her too.

She went for the hair.

Girlfriends don't do that.

You'll fix it.

And if you can't, I love it.

I do. You're like this very tall,

very hot Smurf.

Oh, honey.

It's not just about the hair.

I'm mad because

maybe she's right.

And it's exhausting having to

try to be perfect all the time.

That's how I held it together

ever since I was a kid.

I figured nothing- nothing bad

would happen again if I was just...

one step ahead of everything

and everybody, all the time.

Life isn't perfect, hon.

It's messy.

You're right.

I mean, I was gonna

be perfect for you...

but now that you say

it's impossible- Hey.

No, you don't. No, you

don't have to be perfect.

I've always

wanted a human wife.

Yeah, the other ones

are just... too hard to inflate.

Hey.

- Hey.

Almost back to normal, huh?

- I know, right?

I have, like, one layer of skin left,

but that should be okay for our wedding.

So, oops, sorry, Liv.

I wish I had

pictures. You know?

It's like I was up there, and there's

this spotlight, and when I hit that rope-

Oh, my God!

- Hey! Enough, enough, enough!

I've heard this story

10.000 times, Emma.

You've been acting

a little wild lately. Okay?

And I'm tired of it.

So knock it off.

Lately you've been very

mad and tense and excited.

You know what? I just don't

know how to deal with this.

Uh-huh. - And quite frankly, you

have me questioning whether or not...

this is something about- to do with

the wedding or if this is permanent.

Um, well, Fletcher, it is kind

of permanent. You know?

It is possible that I might be mad or tense or

excited more than once in the next 40 years.

Is it? Really? You know what?

You're doing it right now.

What? - You're being,

not, I mean, not bitchy, but,

I said "not bitchy." But you're

right there in that neighborhood.

You should have the cab,

like, take a U-turn...

drop you off at Pleasant

and Nice, where we met.

Are you upset because of this thing

with Liv, or because I'm having feelings?

Totally. - Because it's

kind of hard to read you.

My God! That's totally it. I'm upset

because you have feelings. You nailed it.

Okay. So in other words, then don't have

so many feelings, but if I do, don't show 'em.

I shouldn't have so many-

- Oh, God! I can't even talk to you right now!

You haven't tried yet. Do you realize-

Do you know how hard this is for me?

I don't even know who you are.

- You have not even tried to ask me about how I'm feeling.

I'm so confused.

- I don't even know who you are.

All right? I don't want to talk.

It's a tense time. We're fine.

Whatever. I was gonna go to the gym.

Bye.

# The blank pages of my diary

# That I haven't touched

since you left me

Emma?

- The closed blinds in my home

Emma! Emma!

-See no light of day

# Dust gathers on my stereo

# 'Cause I can't bear

to hear the radio

# The piano sit

in a shady space

# With a picture of your face

# Coffee stains on

your favorite book

Liv Lerner's office.

Hey, Kevin.

It's Emma. Is Liv there?

I'm sorry, can you hold on?

Just a minute, I- Sorry.

It's my worst nightmare.

I'm "cubicle-ized."

I'm sorry, Liv's dealing with

a crisis right now. Can we return?

Fine. That's-

Yeah. Okay, I get it. Bye.

Hey! I'm sorry. Who is this?

- I'm scared to face another day

Hello? - 'Cause the fear

in me just won't go away

# In an instant,

you were gone

# And I'm scared

Hey!

Hi!

How are you?

- Long time, huh?

I know. It's my fault. I've been really busy.

- Oh, yeah. Right. Busy.

Nothing to do with the fact that I'm

the brother of your archenemy. I mean, best friend.

Hey! I have to rent a tux.

You're coming with me. Come on.

Um, okay.

- Come on.

I'm a little surprised. I would have thought

a big magazine writer would have his own tux.

How you doing, Em? Hmm?

How you feeling?

Um, feel fine.

Fine's not really

a feeling though.

Fine's a feeling.

"I feel fine." You could

say that. People say that.

Yeah, sure.

You can say that.

Okay. It's, like-

Things are crazy

with the wedding.

And there are all these

details and... I don't know.

I had this idea of how

it was gonna be in my head, and-

And it's not as much

fun as that. - Mm-hmm.

And I don't know why.

But mostly, I am fine.

Let's fix your tie.

I can't look at a tie like this.

Yeah. Change the subject.

- This doesn't look right without a tie.

I'm gonna go with a clip-on

'cause I can't figure this out.

You have no patience.

- Really?

Mm-mmm.

Kind of think I wait

around too long.

Hey, let me buy

you a cup of coffee.

Oh, um, I... I can't.

I'm late for, um...

but I'll call you.

Um, when I'm not-You-That-

You look, um, you look really-

You're gonna make a very

handsome bride "giver-awayer."

Thank you.

And, Em, you're gonna make

a beautiful bride. Really.

Yeah? - Yeah.

I always thought so.

Thanks. Bye.

Despite it all, when morning

broke on that 6th of june...

it was the perfect

day for a wedding.

Well, two weddings.

T- minus three hours, people.

Guard your camps, execute your duties,

and we may make it out of here alive.

Incoming, people.

Roses for Lerner.

Peonies for Allan.

Has the Allan officiant reported

for duty yet? - Yes, he has.

Linens for Lerner?

- Yes.

Excellent.

Let's move, people.

This is not a dress rehearsal.

Amazing. You can't even

see the blue anymore.

Oh, Liv.

My God, you're the most

beautiful bride I have ever seen.

Thank you.

Oh, uh, excuse me a sec.

She's so weird.

God, I'm so nervous.

I don't know why.

Is the veil supposed to

go like that? - Yes. Why?

Oh, no. You look fine.

You know, honestly, the pressure

we put on brides these days to look perfect.

It's just ridiculous.

You don't have to look your most beautiful

on your wedding day. Okay, everybody?

Mom!

You know, if

you want my opinion...

You know what, Deb? I don't.

I don't want your opinion.

Wh... what?

Deb, I have been dealing

with versions of you my whole life...

and I'm gonna

tell you something...

that I should've told

myself a long time ago.

Sometimes it's about me, okay?

Not all the time, but every once

in a while it's my time. Like today.

If you're not okay

with that, feel free to go.

But if you stay,

you have to do your job.

And that means smiling and

talking about my bridal beauty...

and, most importantly,

not making it about you.

Okay? Can you do that?

Yes, I'd like to.

Then we're good.

Harpist is Allan.

Quartet is Lerner.

How many times

do I have to repeat myself?

Check on the grooms' status and

man your battle stations. - Okay.

If you're about to jump

ship from one wedding...

let someone else know

so we can create a diversion.

Okay. - I'm going to Liv's ceremony

and Emma's reception. More booze.

I'm gonna do a quick head count of

the hot drunk single guys and then choose.

Good call.

- Allan. Lerner.

Hey, Mr. Allan. How are you?

I'm good, bud. How're you?

- Big day, huh?

Yes. Yes, it is.

I caught a glimpse of Emma when

I was scouting out the enemy camp.

She is beautiful, sir.

Thank you, Nathan.

Listen, you think I could

have a word with your sister?

Not about the-the fight, about

something else. - Oh, yeah. Sure.

Liv.

Hi! Mr. Allan!

Oh, Liv.

Wow. Your mom and

dad would be so proud.

Thank you.

- Of both of you.

Thank you.

- Thanks.

I just want to pass on a

blessing from our generation.

Not just from myself but from...

f- from my dear friends who would've

given anything to be here today.

Good luck, sweetheart.

- Oh.

Nate.

- Mr. Allan, thank you.

Good to see you.

- All right.

You too.

Such a good man.

Emma's so much like him.

So, according to Ms. St. Claire,

you are allowed one weak nip...

before the wedding,

to sort of steady the nerves.

So we have scotch-

- Okay. Scotch is good.

We have vodka and tequila.

Tequila, tequila?

Tequila! Tequila!

Kevin! Tequila.

- Tequila's so trashy.

No, no, no. Kevin. Kevin, listen to me.

- You don't even like tequila.

You take this to Marion.

You tell her I switched the DVD's.

She needs to play this

when Emma walks down the aisle.

I thought we were rising

above this sort of thing.

We are, which is why I need you

to do this for me right now. Hurry!

You'll thank me one day.

I'll go get that.

That's very helpful.

- Okay.

Thank you.

Oh, my God. It's your parents.

Come on in. Look,

isn't she a bridal beauty?

She sure is.

Oh, my gosh.

Oh, wow, Mom.

- Oh, my God! Is that my dress?

Are you happy?

I'm happy if you're happy.

Sweetheart, you could get married

in a brown paper bag, I wouldn't care.

This is your day.

Oh, boy, I need a tissue.

Oh, my God. I'm gonna cry.

- You're gonna screw up your makeup, honey.

I found this when we

moved to Boca, and I saved it.

Dad. What is it? - I knew

there'd come a day to give it to you.

Go ahead. Open it.

In case you need

something old or blue.

It's really Liv's.

Well, something borrowed then.

Daddy, I need to see her.

I think she

feels the same way.

I'll get that.

Oh, it's Marion.

Uh, places, people.

We're on in two.

Marion, could I just run

down the hallway for a second?

Emma, you are the most beautiful

bride I have ever seen. Ready.

Bride one, walking. Bride one, walking.

- Oh.

# I was a little girl

# Alone in my little world

# Who dreamed of a little home for me

- It's time.

# I played pretend

between the trees

# And fed my houseguests

bark and leaves

# And laughed in

my pretty bed of green

# I had a dream

# That I could fly

# From the highest swing

#I had a dream

# Ooh

Ma'am.

Oh, my God.

- Okay. Okay.

I'm getting married.

- Yeah. Are you happy?

Uh-

When I get visual

confirmation on bride one walking...

give video a five count and roll.

And ready.

Walk.

I'm in Acapulco, baby!

Spring break!

I'm here with Miguel.

I love spring break!

I want to dance!

Go, Emma! Go, Emma!

I love being Emma!

- I...

We've been hit.

Repeat, we've been hit.

Emma!

Let me tell you

something about that tape!

God, you swore! You swore

you'd never show that to anyone.

Just... let them go.

Emma!

Bring it on!

Emma! I don't want to fight!

Let me just tell you something!

- I don't want to fight!

It's over.

I can't do this anymore.

I can't do this anymore.

Thank God.

I'm fine.

Emma, what the hell are

you doing? Have you lost your mind?

You just ruined our

wedding. You happy now?

Your friend? History. 'Cause she's a bad

influence on you, and she always has been.

Judging by that DVD, you're

a lot more like her than I thought.

Good. I hope so.

- What?

Fletcher, you've been

my friend for 10 years.

I need you to be my friend

now and tell me the truth.

You're in love with a girl

that you met 10 years ago.

Hey, what's the

matter with that? Huh?

She's not here anymore.

I don't want to spend

the rest of my life fighting, Fletch.

Or caving.

Neither do you.

We're different.

We want different things.

You know that's true, don't you?

I knew.

Good-bye.

Oh, my God. Emma.

I'm fine.

This is all my fault.

That video was never supposed to happen.

I mean, it was supposed to

happen, but I canceled it. I thought I did.

'Cause I could never do that to you.

Emma, you're my best friend.

Oh, this fighting is so dumb.

I'm so sorry about everything.

I'm sorry... too.

I'm so sorry.

If I ruined it for you,

I don't want it anymore.

If Fletcher and I were

perfect for each other, then...

we'd be getting

married, and we're not.

Are you crying?

Yeah. It's like

a whole new me.

And I just...

I cry all the time.

I'm kind of a basket case.

- No, Liv, I didn't want that. I'm sorry.

No. No, you were right.

I don't have to have it

constantly together all the time.

It's like... this

huge wake-up call.

And I'm kind of stumbling

around a little bit, but...

I'm awake.

Will you stand up there with me?

Where else would I be?

Reset, people. Reset.

Oh, I almost forgot something.

Oh, my God. Em?

Where did you find that?

Two little girls saved it for us.

Come on.

Hi.

Hey. Are you single?

- Uh, yeah.

Are you straight?

- I don't like labels.

So sorry to hear

about your divorce.

Why? It was only my first.

And next time, I'm definitely

getting married at the Plaza.

# You treated me so kind

I'm about to lose my mind

# You made me so

very happy

Do you wanna dance?

- Yes.

Let's go.

- Okay.

Um-

No, baby. Baby,

let it happen on its own.

Uh-oh. Did I make a horrible mistake and

marry someone who's smarter than I am?

It was quite a wedding.

And as I stood there watching...

I realized something

I'd forgotten a long time ago.

# You made me so very happy

Sometimes in life there really are

bonds formed that can never be broken.

Sometimes, you really can

find that one person...

who will stand by you

no matter what.

Maybe you'll find it in a spouse

and celebrate it with your dream wedding.

But there's also the chance...

that the one person

you can count on for a lifetime-

the one person who knows you...

sometimes better

than you know yourself-

is the same person who's been

standing beside you all along.

Wow! You look great.

- Hello. Oh, my God. You look great.

Well, how was it?

How was the vacation?

It was amazing.

- I want to know everything about it.

Actually, I don't.

You married my brother. That's weird.

So I don't want

to know anything, ever.

Should we toast?

To marriage?

Um, actually,

I'm not drinking.

Neither am I.

Are you pregnant?

When are-

- Me too. March third.

When're you due? March third.

# Do you believe in love

# Yes, I believe in love

# I believe it's because I've tried

- Do, do, do

# And if you know anything

'Bout loving anyone

# Somehow you got to be satisfied

# Oh, but don't go changin'

#At least not for me, baby

# I'm doin'what I gotta do, ooh

# I'll be fine

# Find a way to pass the time

# While I sit here

waiting on you

# Oh, listen

# But as soon as you

get the chance, baby

# You've got to

# Love me

-Love me, baby

# Please

- Do, do, do

# Say you love me

- Love me, baby

# Pretty please

- just once

# Know it's hard out there

# I can imagine how

- Do, do, do

# Who you are in here

# See I can imagine now

- Do, do, do

# Why can't reality

# You don't ever have to be

# Able to read my mind, ooh

# I can hardly walk

without burning up

# So I might as well start alive

# just as soon as

you get a chance

# Darlin'

# Love me

- Love me, baby

# Please

- Do, do, do

# Say you love me

-Love me, baby

# Pretty please

- Do, do

# Why, tell me why

you wanna treat me so bad

# When you know I love you

# Darlin. don't you know

# I'm giving you the best

lovin' you've ever had

# No one else for you

# just as soon

- just as soon

# Love me

- Love me, baby

# Please

- Do, do, do

# Say you love me

- Love me, baby

# Pretty please

- Do, do

# Say, won't you come love me

pretty, pretty please

# Do, do, do

# Said if you got the time, baby

# Come and spend it with me

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