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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!