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(projector whirring)

♪

♪

Marily, show me how good you mix the flour.

Okay, I got you.

♪

Say hi, Nana Lola!

Hi, hi.

(laughing)

Hey, Marily, take the camera.

- Okay. - Switch.

Check this move out.

Allie's a professional.

Nana Lola's teaching everything.

Yes.

Okay, Nana, what's next?

♪

♪

Good morning!

♪

Good morning!

♪

Clueless.

Arrogant.

♪

♪

Not again, Marily.

♪

(groans)

♪

(door bell jingling)

(water bottle spraying)

Hey.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Princess Fluffy wouldn't take her medicine this morning

and I had to spoon feed it to her.

You're totally fine, hun.

It's not like anything's going on here.

Tell me about it. Where are the crowds?

♪

Well...

♪

Not again.

♪

It doesn't matter what I do or how well I do it.

- That crow... - Oh! Easy...

will always one-up me.

I mean, how did she pull it off, hm?

I was up all night baking all of this.

She must be cutting corners.

Yeah, she must be.

(doorbell jingling)

Sharon, hi.

You made it.

Of course, my dear.

Friday is bun day.

And there are no finer buns than yours at The Cake Corner.

♪

Oh, put that away.

Your money is no good here.

Oh, Allie, you are such a wonderful baker.

Sofía, can you get Sharon two buns, please?

I'm sending you home with one for Jerome.

Aren't you a sweetheart, Allie?

Meadow Ridge is lucky to have you.

♪

- Here you go. - Thank you.

Two buns on the house.

See you later, Sharon, and tell Jerome we said hi.

I will.

That makes today's earnings negative six.

Hush, Nana Lola would kill me

if I charged Sharon and Jerome for anything.

♪

(insects chirring)

♪

(sighs)

♪

♪

(birds chirping)

♪

That oughta do it.

Forgive me for overstepping,

but as the premier bakery of Meadow Ridge,

shouldn't we be, uh, baking these?

We are baking them.

From scratch I mean, like we used to.

We might be a bakery,

but first and foremost we are a business, Karl.

This just makes better fiscal sense.

♪

Besides, they don't seem to mind.

♪

Greedy dingus.

Condescending dummy.

♪

Isn't this getting out of hand, Marily?

The two of you ladies used to be like

a couple of cinnamon buns stuck together.

It might be getting out of hand for her.

I'm winning.

Plus, I will never forgive her

for pushing me out of The Cake Corner.

We built that place together, you know?

I thought Nana Lola built that place.

Well, yes.

But Allie and I were both there.

And then she fired me.

Poof!

Just like that.

♪

And then a pipe would burst

and she would have to shut down for at least a week.

And in that time, I would give everyone in town free cake.

Well, we already do that.

And then they would remember

that I am the best baker in Meadow Ridge.

♪

It's a good plan, don't you think?

It's okay, I guess,

but where would you get such high volumes

of chipmunk poop?

Technicalities, Sofía.

The point is, I would be able to cut Marily out of the recipe.

Look, all these plans

seem a lot more about your problem with Marily

than it does with boosting the business, Allie.

Well, can you blame me?

She tried to cut me out of the business right

- after Nana Lola died. - "After Nana Lola died."

She tried to replace my grandma's whisks...

"And buy baking machines."

Would you cut that out?

She is a greedy, ambitious woman,

and she is ruining my... Nana Lola's business.

♪

Ah, here it is, Henry.

Just like I remembered.

The best cake you will ever have in your life.

- (gasps) - I have an idea.

I will host a ball,

and I will make everyone personalized cakes

based on their preferences, their hopes, their dreams.

Except Marily's.

Hers will be filled with chipmunk poop.

Surely then everyone will remember

that I am the best baker in Meadow Ridge.

(Henry clears his throat)

Excuse me, ladies.

Oh, sorry. Hi.

I didn't see you there.

♪

Well, of course you didn't.

You were busy planning a coup or a poisoning.

Not sure from the context.

Right.

(Allie laughs nervously)

Uh, how can I help you?

Yes, I visited here as a child,

and the old lady that used to run this place

made this marvelous cake.

There was sprinkles and strawberry crumble.

That's Nana Lola's Double Strawberry Charlotte.

We don't make it anymore since she passed.

Oh.

I'm sorry to hear that.

I guess life moves on even in idyllic little villages.

(James sighs)

Well, I suppose I better...

♪

What do I want?

♪

You know, I just don't think anything could really compare

with that Double Strawberry Charlotte, of course.

I'll do with the chocolate.

Great.

Oh.

♪

Ah.

Oh, thanks.

Uh, that looks like another bakery across the street, sir.

Oh, well, let's see if they do the Double Strawberry Charlotte.

Hold on, wait a minute, guys, we can just...

Let it go, Allie.

But we need him!

Oh, my.

I'm surprised that you can't hold onto a boyfriend,

what with such eagerness.

I need his business.

Sofía, we need his business.

This is a shame, Henry.

That lady truly was an amazing baker.

Does somewhat alter my plans.

How so, sir?

Well, I can't just hire her granddaughter

just like that, sight unseen.

Or rather, Double Strawberry Charlotte untasted.

Now, this cake will go down in Samavian history.

Samavians will be baking this recipe for centuries.

What if there's a better baker out there?

- We can't get this wrong. - Well, sir,

maybe you can start by tasting some more cakes.

Yes, very good, old sport.

This cake is going to be the highlight of the coronation.

Surely, sir, with all due respect,

King Stewart should be the star of the show.

Yes, but the cake will be a close second.

♪

(Allie sighs)

There he goes,

right into the arms of Marily.

That's karma for ya, Allie.

♪

Why don't you focus on your own business

and let Marily get on with hers?

It's what Nana Lola would have wanted.

♪

♪

Sure you don't want to come over for dinner?

I can make your favorite mac and cheese.

That sounds great,

but I kind of want to go for a walk and clear my head.

♪

You're gonna check on those rare flowers, aren't you?

You know that's not the best place to meet a man.

Who needs a boyfriend when I have you, Sof?

(laughs)

- See you tomorrow. - Bye.

Bye.

♪

♪

So I'm telling you, it was the exact same red coat.

- What? - Mm-hm.

- That's crazy. - It was a steal.

(laughing)

Wait, what is that?

Oh, exciting. I never get mail.

I only ever get bills.

"His Royal Highness the Prince of Samavia"

requests the honor of your presence

at the Meadow Ridge Grand Ballroom

today at 10 a.m.

for the selection of an official baker

for the coronation of his brother,

"His Royal Highness Prince Stewart I."

♪

What did I just read?

Let me see that.

♪

Oh, this must be about the long overdue coronation

of the new king of a small European city-nation

of Samavia.

What?

Their beloved king passed last year,

and the federalist reformers tried to put the boot in.

King Stewart is being heralded as a savior.

♪

What? I know things.

(Sofía laughs)

- (gasps) - Oh.

This could be a great business opportunity

for The Cake Corner.

I should go. Should I go?

This is a big deal.

You have to go,

with The Cakery across the street and everything.

I'm excited. This... this is exciting.

- It is! - This is exciting.

It is!

(giggling, shrieking)

Oh, oh, but it is one minute to ten,

and being late would not be very exciting at all.

Oh.

♪

Sorry, hi.

Allie, wonderful you came.

♪

Ms. Loman, Ms. Martinez.

May I present His Royal Highness,

second in line to the throne of Samavia,

Prince James.

Thank you, Henry.

Ladies, thank you for coming.

I've been tasked by my brother,

the soon-to-be king of Samavia,

with procuring an exceptional baker

to make a royal cake for his coronation next month.

And I'm happy to announce it's the two of you.

(Marily gasps)

Thank you. What an honor.

Sorry, wait a second.

(Allie chuckles nervously)

You are the prince of a whole European nation,

and you have all of the resources that come with that,

and you want one of us to make the cake.

Why?

You could get the best patisseries in the world

to make you a million cakes for this coronation.

- Allie, shh. - What?

Like he hasn't already thought of that.

No, Allie, you're... you're correct.

And, Marily, it's okay.

You see, the truth is,

when I was a child,

my mother brought me and my brothers

to Meadow Ridge for a summer.

She was a botanist,

and this region just has the most exceptional flora.

The ridgea meadowiens themselves...

Your Highness.

The coronation cake.

Oh. Thank you, Henry.

Anyway, we spent the summer here exploring the woods

and enjoying your Nana Lola's delicious cakes.

♪

Unfortunately, my mother passed away

before she was ever able to return to Meadow Ridge

or indeed see my brother ascend to the throne.

But we always remembered that summer

and the fun that we had.

I just wanted to bring a little slice

of that happiness into the coronation.

♪

Excellent pun, sir.

(Henry chuckles)

Thank you, Henry.

So, ladies, what do you say?

It would be my most humble honor.

Uh, Lord, whatever, um, you want "us" to make the cake?

Yeah, well, you're both the keepers

of Nana Lola's legacy.

You both hold the secret to the Double Strawberry Charlotte.

Right, well, we agreed to never make that cake again,

and we especially agreed

never to make that cake again together.

Why not?

Well, it's a two-hander,

so it's impossible for one baker to do alone.

And we, um...

♪

We don't exactly work well together.

And Nana Lola swore us to secrecy,

so we couldn't teach another baker to do it.

It's true, his holiness.

That's a line not even I will cross.

Ladies, this is the Prince of Samavia

offering you a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

♪

I suppose I'll just have to pick one of you then.

- Oh, great. - I'll volunteer,

if you please, Prince James.

Ladies, I don't know either of you or your work

well enough to make a decision like this on the spot.

♪

How about you each bake me a cake

and I'll just pick my favorite.

Your Highness, if I may,

a decision of this magnitude should not be taken in haste.

We will need at least two cakes each.

♪

And a third in case of a tie breaker,

all to be baked under strictly controlled circumstances

to avoid any shenanigans.

Hm.

Mm, yes, yes, we wouldn't want any shenanigans.

♪

How about a bake off?

Yes, that's perfect.

Ladies, what do you say?

Three rounds of baking challenges.

And at the end of it,

we will choose the royal baker.

Splendid idea, sir, simply splendid.

Very whimsical.

And ladies, think of the money, press, and business

that a victory will bring.

Mm, quite.

I'm in.

Thank you, sire.

Okay, whatever.

If she's in, I'm in.

Fantastic.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

♪

Thank you for coming.

♪

There's still time to back off.

Oh, don't make me laugh.

You and I both know that I am the better baker.

(Marily laughs)

Our bank statements say otherwise.

Let's glaze the bar.

Winner gets Meadow Ridge.

What do you mean?

I don't want to be mayor.

No, dummy, the winner

becomes the official baker of Meadow Ridge.

Loser has to make like over-whisked Chantilly

and split.

You know, leave.

- You're on. - Great.

Nana Lola's Double Strawberry Charlotte is off limits.

That prince dude seems to like it too much.

Original recipes only.

Agreed. I'm gonna whisk you like an egg.

Oh, you are going down like one of your failed soufflés.

♪

(tea pouring)

This is thrilling, Henry.

I'm quite looking forward to this competition.

Delighted to hear, sir.

Shall I make the arrangements?

Yes, yes, but do keep it low key, old sport.

Just have the two bakers come here and bake

under your watchful eye.

Yes, sir.

Simply does it.

You know me.

Simple, simple, simple.

♪

What about, ooh, something with gold leaf?

That seems royal.

Allie, chill.

Just bake a great simple cake. Bake from the heart.

Yeah, but what if I don't have what it bakes.

You do, you're gonna be great.

Although, if I had known

that this would be a competition between you and Marily,

I wouldn't have egged you on.

I would have done it anyway.

Plus, it's a great business opportunity.

It's also a public showdown with Marily,

which will take you away from the bakery

for a good few days, I might add.

It better be career making.

It will be, when I win.

♪

Prince James is the second child

of King Roland and Lady Marion, both deceased.

He is second in line to the throne

after his elder brother Stewart.

Like his mother, Prince James is a botanist,

though after his brother's coronation

he's expected to serve in the Royal Court.

He is unmarried but fosters rescue dogs.

Unmarried you say.

♪

A botanist.

We can make a woodland cake.

What am I, a hobbit?

No green garbage, Karl.

Maybe I don't need to be the best baker

to win this thing.

Maybe I just need to be the best woman,

if you know what I mean.

Unfortunately, I do.

♪

Imagine what being a princess

would do to this bakery.

We would be in every mall and airport in the world.

♪

And Allie would be forced to leave town.

Win-win.

Yay.

Imagine that.

♪

(cell phone ringing)

Hello, big brother.

I'm the future king and you must address me as such.

Geez, fine, all right, Your Royal Highness.

I'm kidding, of course.

Call me Prince Stewart.

So I hear you're having yourself a little cake party over there.

No, not a party, just a friendly contest

to find you the best baker for this coronation.

Look, I've always admired your adventurous side, James,

but the coronation cake will be immortalized

in Samavian history.

Heck, the whole world will be watching.

And we don't have a lot of time,

so wrap it up sharpish and head back here.

There's lots of work to be done before the big day.

Cheerio.

I think I'm gonna go for a run, old sport.

Try and blow off some steam.

Would you like your security detail, sir?

No, no, no, no.

No one in this town knows who I am.

♪

Your Highness.

Your princeliness.

♪

My Lord.

♪

What a circus.

♪

Hey, Ned.

Great apples this season.

(Ned) Hey, Allie, thank you.

Listen, I just want to let you know

that even though I'm team Marily this week,

I still think you're great.

Uh, thanks.

♪

Oh, Allie, Allie!

Oh, I totally support you, by the way.

You know what you should do, you should bake that thing

with the stuff and the... That thing.

You'll totally win, definitely.

Definitely win.

I will... I will try to make that.

Yes.

Oh, hey, Tom.

Oh, hey, Allie.

♪

Those hydrangeas are beautiful.

Thank you.

They're Samavia's national flower, did you know.

I did not.

Please accept this pineapple

as a gift to the throne of Saravia.

Madam, please, please.

And it's, um, Samavia.

No disrespect, but I'm pretty sure it's Saravia.

Can you believe this?

They are being kind to him

and he is rejecting their generosity.

Some prince.

♪

Thank you, uh, really.

- Please, sir, please. - Thank you.

No, really, I... I...

This prince guy is absolutely everywhere.

There is no peace left in Meadow Ridge.

♪

Really, there's no need for such kindness.

Thank... thank you all.

No, I really must be going though, sorry.

♪

He's such a busy man.

♪

(dog barking)

Hey, Tom.

- Hey. - Hi, Foxy!

Hello! Who's a good girl, huh?

Who is this gorgeous girl?

- Tom? - Yeah, thank you, sir.

I actually rescued her from a junkyard

a few years ago.

Oh, very generous of you.

Reminds me of my own hound.

Hm.

You have a rescue dog?

Oh, indeed.

A Royal Samavian Ascot,

rescued from my cousin,

the Archduke of Alicant-Lorange,

who was keeping him as lap dog.

You can imagine the cruelty.

Wow.

Great.

See you later, Tom. Bye, Foxy.

Okay.

♪

♪

(fountain flowing)

♪

♪

And there's never any space on the park benches anymore

with all of his sycophants reading.

You're upset the townspeople are reading too much?

No, it's not just reading.

It is stretching and drinking coffee

- and getting ideas. - Ooh, wouldn't want that.

And it's all because I engaged in a stupid royal circus.

It'll all be over in a few days and then you can really relax,

enjoy life a little bit.

Oh, with the business being saved and all.

You're right.

In a few days, I will have beat Marily

and then I can move on with my life

and she can move on away from this town.

Okay, that is not at all what I said.

♪

Are you ready for tomorrow, the big day?

Oh yeah, I'm gonna make like bread

and rise to the challenge.

♪

Where are we, Henry?

Just a little surprise for you, sir.

♪

♪

Oh, well, so much for keeping it low key.

I'm sorry, sir,

but strict instructions came in late last night

from the future king

and the Samavian Broadcasting Network

for the upcoming documentary about the coronation.

♪

I guess I forget sometimes

that I've got to live my life with posterity in mind.

♪

Why are there so many people here?

God, you know I hate public speaking.

Posterity, sir.

(James sighs)

Now...

♪

(applause)

Thanks, all, for attending.

It's a pleasure to have you all here today.

♪

My brother Stewart's coronation will be an important event,

a widely televised day, and scrutinized worldwide.

And being in the spotlight is tough.

Before I select a baker

to undertake the royal cake baking,

we need to know what that baker is like under pressure.

I am clearly bad at it,

so I hope these ladies fare better than I have.

Henry.

(microphone squeaks)

(applause)

What Prince James means to say is,

that for the first round of challenges

in the Royal Samavian Bake Off,

you will both have to bake

a macaron tower as tall as you can.

♪

I can make a 10-foot macaron tower in my sleep.

And all within the next hour.

Ready? Ready.

♪

(hourglass taps)

Bake.

(applause)

♪

(sand flowing)

♪

♪

Oh, sprinkles.

- Delightful. - Yeah.

Ah, what will you do next?

I'll pipe them out.

And will you use a copper or brass...

Sorry, I don't mean to be rude, but do you need something?

I'm trying to make delicate macarons

under these conditions.

Sorry, it is a bit extra, isn't it?

Only a tad.

♪

Well, look, you're doing perfectly round little circles

with no mold or anything.

How are you doing that?

I don't know.

Just years of practice.

Well, I wish I had a useful gift like you do.

Well, my grandmother taught me everything I know,

just like I'm sure somebody taught you how to be a prince,

whatever that entails.

It's a bit more of an obligation than a gift.

Right.

Allie, you shady chef.

(Allie giggles)

♪

Okay.

♪

Desperate times.

♪

Ouch!

(crowd murmurs)

My fingers!

♪

What's happened?

It must have been the oven door.

It must be broken or something

because it just slammed shut on my finger.

(crowd murmurs)

Impossible.

I oversaw the installation myself.

Henry, not now.

Fetch the paramedic.

She's injured.

♪

Ouch, that hurts.

Are you gonna be able to continue?

Oh, I am so sorry.

This is so embarrassing what a klutz I am,

but I feel like the challenge should be cancelled,

as I was clearly disadvantaged by faulty equipment

and have injured my hands, my work tool.

You... you're absolutely right.

My sincere apologies.

Um, ladies and gentlemen,

I regret to declare the challenge is suspended

due to injury.

(crowd murmurs)

What?

Only a bad baker blames their tools, Marily.

(Marily sighs)

♪

Looks like a Samavian Crested Owl,

except ours are bigger and much more beautiful.

Yes, Your Highness.

Uh, yes, sir, I'll try him again.

Uh, excuse me, sir.

Prince James, sorry to disturb you.

Uh...

It's your brother, the Prince Regent,

for the third...

Okay, I get it.

Your Highness, I do apologize,

but it appears Prince James has lapsed into a slumber

that none can wake him from.

♪

Yes, it is rather curious.

♪

Yes, he has been taking an awful lots of naps lately.

(telephone beeps)

♪

Oh my gosh, is that the time?

This competition has me like one of Marily's loaves,

overworked and underproofed.

You want me to hold down the fort?

Would you mind? I haven't checked

on the orchids in a couple days.

Oh, yes, your boyfriends, the orchids.

Hey, they make for better companions

than some of the men I've met out there.

Thank you, see you tomorrow.

Bye.

♪

Day 19 of orchid watch.

Still no bloom.

Temperature changing soon, threatening bloom.

Ooh, hawk's nest nearby...

putting flower at risk for...

Ah, a fellow ridgea meadowiens enthusiast?

What are you doing here?

Same as you.

Looking for that rarest of orchids,

the Meadow Ridge Red Emperor.

♪

Did you know it only blooms once every six years?

Of course I knew that.

A little late this year.

Doesn't blossom soon, we'll have to wait years for it,

if it comes back at all.

I didn't realize you were into plants.

Well, I may be a prince first, but I'm also a botanist.

Right, and you may be the king of botanists in Samavia,

but you are wrong about one thing.

Local orchids always flower.

Well, that's impossible.

Well, the rising temperatures are a bit of a threat, but...

Actually, ridgea meadowiens can survive

in much higher temperatures.

Uh, how? It never gets hotter here,

and they're endemic to Meadow Ridge.

Well, in my personal botanical gardens

in Samavia, for one.

Your personal botanical garden?

I collect rare plants

to help safeguard endangered species.

♪

How noble of you.

♪

It's nice having someone else around

who cares about this stuff as much as I do.

Are you kidding?

An exceptional baker and an orchid lover.

Where have you been all my life, Allie Loman?

♪

Uh, apple pie, Your Highness.

I baked it myself.

I brought you a bottle of my finest moonshine, sir.

I make it right over there in the barn.

Sharon is making meatballs, sir,

if you're after a home-cooked meal.

I'd love to make

my world-famous fried chicken for you, Prince James.

I can make it with quail to make it more royal.

Uh, no, no, thank you.

I really... I mustn't, but no thanks.

♪

I cannot believe you actually guessed that.

It's like I can read your mind.

Good, you're here.

Listen, I don't want to disrespect your craft,

but I'm begging you, can you make me a sandwich?

Excuse me?

I just want a nice meal

and somewhere quiet to enjoy it,

but your neighbors won't leave me alone

with their elaborate meal offers

and drink invites and chit-chat.

Oh, that sounds terrible.

Poor you.

Just a sandwich and somewhere quiet to eat it.

Please. I'll pay.

Sure, but you have to help me make it.

I am not your butler.

If I had my way as his butler,

he wouldn't have to stoop so low

as to beg for a sandwich.

Oh, don't worry.

His Highness will survive.

Excellent royal icing, by the way.

It's one of the more difficult to master.

♪

How are your pickle cutting skills?

Uh...

♪

Okay, don't just stand there.

Help me get that open.

Nice job, palace boy.

Sorry. Sometimes I forget

that I need to mind my manners with you.

Not at all.

Actually, I find it quite refreshing.

Kind of wish more people would do it.

Do what? Openly mock you?

No, just treat me like a regular person.

Yeah, but you're not a regular person.

Your dad was a king.

You have your own botanical garden.

Your dog has a royal title.

Everyone has baggage.

Mine's just monogrammed

and carried around by a royal butler.

I'm still human.

Guess it must be tough

being in the public eye all the time.

I do love being in Meadow Ridge.

Retracing my mother's footsteps

and enjoying all this majestic flora and fauna.

I just wish those locals would simmer down a little bit.

Present company excluded.

Believe me, I can honestly use

a little simmering down sometimes.

♪

Okay.

Thank you.

♪

Mm.

- This is so good. - Yeah?

Yes.

Some of my favorite memories of my Nana Lola

are right here in this kitchen.

She was the heart and soul of this town of kooks.

♪

I have an idea.

Come by the bakery tomorrow.

I think I have a solution

to your little royal fan club problem.

♪

(bell jingling)

♪

I love that you're bringing Lola's old tradition back.

Wish you gave me a little bit more of a heads up.

I didn't think we'd pull off all this baking overnight.

It's for a good cause, Sofía.

I promise.

Good morning!

Top of the morning to you there, Allie.

What a spread.

Are you expecting royalty?

His Royal Highness Prince James of Samavia perhaps?

Perhaps.

But did you know, James was telling me

that in Samavia, it's actually quite rude

to address someone as Prince or Princess?

You just go by their first names.

- You don't say. - How curious.

Mm-hm, yes, I think it really humanizes the royals.

Don't you?

Oh, Ned, did you know that in Samavia,

it is actually the law

that the prince has to pay for his food?

It just reassures the royal subjects

that, you know, they're being ruled fairly.

Well, if I had known that, I'd have charged him double

for that punnet of apples that I gave him last week.

Well, you live and you learn, right?

Oh, Prince James actually has a terrible back condition

and he can't bend over all the way,

so he gets quite embarrassed

when people bow in front of him.

- Oh, no, the poor guy. - I know.

No wonder he stretches so much.

- Hello, Mayor. - Yes, that's why.

- Mayor Dodds! Hi! - Hi.

Um, would you like a pastry?

Sure.

♪

(utensils clanking)

♪

(bell jingling)

♪

Hey, what's up, James?

- Hello, Ned, how are you? - All right.

(indistinct chatter)

♪

- Good morning. - Good morning, ma'am.

♪

Welcome.

Coffee?

♪

Thank you.

That must be a fantastic job to be the caretaker

of such beautiful flora that you have in Meadow Ridge.

It is my honor to serve as mayor, of course.

Have you been to the Meadow Ridge Apiary?

Yes, yes. You have a fantastic collection of bees.

Of course, Samavian bees are hypoallergenic,

not like these poisonous critters.

Oh. Samavia sounds like a paradise.

Man, for a prince, this dude is really putting

his foot in it.

♪

Of course, I play.

- I want to see you. - Come on.

Really? Okay, let's see what you got.

(chuckling)

♪

Well, not gold, but gold plated.

You really must try it because there's nothing smoother

on one's bottom.

Hi, sorry to interrupt.

Can I talk to you for a second?

Maybe over there?

- Sure. - Great.

- Excuse me. - Sorry.

This way.

♪

(sighing)

How you doing?

You seem to be struggling back there.

I don't know what's happening.

All I wanted to do was have chit-chat with normal people,

but I never considered I might not know how to do it.

Well, you need to take a breath.

No, no, I can't have a normal conversation

with anyone that's not my subject

or other royalty.

I just clam up. I...

Was I talking about a golden toilet back there?

- It's okay, relax. - I can't relax.

I've been doing this job since I was five years...

Take a breath.

In and out.

♪

Oh, Allie, Allie, can you help me?

What if they don't like me?

They already like you.

But maybe tone it down

talking about all of your, um, material stuff.

It makes those of us non-royals feel a bit inadequate.

Okay, so what should I talk about?

Just be yourself.

And I know you love your country,

but try not to make Samavia sound so much more superior

than Meadow Ridge.

You know, we like our little spot here, too.

Right.

♪

Okay, I will give you more pointers.

Mayor Dodds' pet project is the rewilding

of the Meadow Ridge River,

so just ask her loads of questions about that.

Act like you really care.

No, I do care.

That's actually really fascinating

'cause in Samavia, one of my titles

is Lord of the River...

- I see what I did. - Yeah.

Uh, Ned, is technically an apple farmer,

but he's working on a hybrid that's a pearpple.

- Pearpple? - A pear-apple hybrid.

It's actually pretty disgusting,

he keeps growing these bulbs.

Anyway, he's really excited about it.

Okay, rewilding the river, pearpple, got it.

All right, Jerome, what's his deal?

(can whooshing)

(bell jingling)

♪

Pardon me, sorry I'm late.

Your Royal Highness, Prince James.

- I am so glad to see you. - Oh.

His name is James, Marily.

And get up from down there, embarrassing yourself.

Don't you know it's a crime to curtsy in Samavia?

Is that a slice of Allie's sponge?

Here, let me.

♪

That girl always skimps on the cream.

♪

(indistinct chatter)

♪

(bell jingling)

♪

Hello.

You really are everywhere.

I just wanted to thank you for what you did today.

Oh, of course.

I just hope you don't think I'm doing it

to be an attention seeker or to try to get to bake

- the coronation cake. - No, no, no.

Of course not.

Good, 'cause I want to win because I am the best baker,

not because we're close.

Oh, we're close?

You know what I mean.

But it'll be up to you whether we're texting

when you go back to Samavia or not.

Hm, back to Samavia.

I thought you liked your life there,

with all of your super bees and your golden lavatories.

I do, I just don't love my life there.

I mean, being a prince doesn't sound that bad.

Oh, it isn't, but when you're a prince,

your life is your work, and I'm just tired

of being in work mode all the time.

Well, my life is my work here.

I don't know what I would do if I wasn't a baker.

What about the orchids and the people?

You shouldn't limit yourself, Allie.

You know, being here away from Samavia

has made me want to discover who I am

when I'm not being a prince.

Well, you have orchids too.

♪

I get what you mean, though.

Work stuff can be tough,

with my business struggling this last year,

and Marily.

We all contain multitudes.

That's what my mother used to tell me.

She was a botanist, and an American,

and a non-royal,

and the best queen Samavia's ever had.

No one's life should have just one focus.

We should allow ourselves to be complicated.

♪

Easier said than done.

Tell me about it.

Nana Lola dedicated her entire life

to the cake corner,

and now it's about to go up in flames.

Well, that's not true.

She also raised you and you turned out pretty okay.

♪

Thank you for today.

♪

Of course.

♪

(indistinct chatter)

♪

Ladies and gentlemen, Prince James.

(applause)

Thank you all once again for coming.

Today I'd like to introduce Meadow Ridge

to the bilkapple,

the Royal Samavian Fruit of the Realm.

It flourishes on our soil

because of our steep, yet fertile hillsides

and the salt air that blows in from the sea.

And I'm sure you'll find it wonderfully delightful.

- Speak up, man. - Um,

wonderfully delightful, I said.

Well, I've always wanted to try one,

but I could never get my hands on one.

Well, today is your lucky day.

- Oh! - For the next challenge,

you will make a dessert fit for a king

using bilkapple as the main ingredient.

It's so tart.

So tart.

Isn't it great? So great.

Ready, set...

Go.

(cheering)

♪

♪

Ladies, the time has come

to present your desserts.

(applause)

Oh, no.

♪

- What's wrong? - Um...

I must have left the freezer open.

Oh, no!

My trifle didn't set.

It's a mess.

Bad luck, pal.

Guess that means I'm the winner, right,

- Your Highness? - Not so fast.

Prince James, if I may,

I still think you should taste both desserts.

Miss Loman's may look sloppy...

- Thanks. - but it might

taste wonderful.

After all, this is a taste test.

Quite right, Henry.

Yes, we must taste both of the desserts.

That is delightful.

That's wonderful.

Really? I can do better.

No, give it up for Allie.

Really, well done.

And Marily.

Mm.

This texture is, um...

interesting.

But where is the bilkapple?

It's in there, I swear.

Well, thank you, Marily.

And thank you, Allie.

I'm delighted to announce

the winner of the second round of challenges is...

Allie Loman.

What? Really?

- It was brilliant. - Ah!

Ahh!

Thank you, Marily.

Oh my gosh!

♪

Karl, prepare for battle.

Battle? You mean a cake war?

Excellent.

You know, I've been thinking about this exploding ganache

that I think you would really...

No need.

It's not that kind of battle.

Oh. That's a shame.

We haven't worked together in a while,

and I thought we could come up

with some product development for the bakery.

Karl, you innocent little puppy.

Marily...

You look phenomenal.

I know.

♪

♪

Marily!

What a wonderful surprise.

Would you believe, Prince James, that I'm here for a date?

Well, I would believe it.

You look charming.

And, please, you can call me just James.

Okay, James.

Well, the guy didn't show, and since I was here,

I figured I'd enjoy some quality time

with a good book

at my favorite reading nook in town.

Get out. This is your favorite book nook?

This is my favorite book nook.

My mother used to bring us here

and read us botany books.

They make a lovely cup of cocoa.

You don't say!

- Mind if I join you? - Oh, please, yes.

Actually, I'm surprised we haven't

bumped into each other a bit more.

Same. So weird.

What are you reading?

Oh, um...

And you?

My favorite.

"Newts and Other Scaled Amphibians

From Ponds and Other Turbid Bodies of Water."

How delightful.

A fellow newtophile.

I just love the little beasts.

They're so scaly, yet so fascinating.

So fascinating.

Any favorites?

Uh...

♪

(bell ringing)

♪

Hey.

I brought you something.

An envelope maraca?

These are bilkapple bush seeds.

Oh, thank you!

I will plant them right away.

Unless they won't flourish if they're not planted

in a pewter vase by the hand of a true knight?

No, actually, these are really resilient.

They're gonna flourish in this environment.

Just take one...

♪

Two to three months,

you're gonna have something really special.

Well, I don't mind the wait.

♪

Sir, I'm afraid the time has come.

Excuse me?

Oh, no, I'm not available.

I'm terribly sorry,

but I am under strict instructions.

Oh, traitor.

Stewie, hi!

What a wonderful surprise, old sport.

Drop the act, James.

You've been dodging my calls for days.

May I remind you that I'm the king in waiting?

You'd think you'd have better things to do

than bother me.

Stop fooling around, James.

I need you back here by the weekend.

Oh, no, no, I haven't selected a baker yet.

I won't have time to finish the bake-off.

Bake-off?

Listen to yourself, man.

You've made a circus.

Pick a cake and come home.

Then you wonder why I don't give you

more responsibility.

Okay, you complain when I take my tasks seriously,

and you complain when I don't.

It's a wonder I don't want to come back there.

You'll probably give me some other menial task to do.

Grow up.

Be back here by the weekend, or your next appointment

will be as royal envoy to Timbuktu.

♪

(sighing)

♪

You sure you don't want to come for a night of self-care?

My self-care tonight

is checking things off my to-do list.

But thank you.

I'll check back in with you later.

Sofía, I'm a fully grown adult.

You don't have to check in on me.

Go, enjoy your night.

- Okay. - I'll see you tomorrow.

- Bye. - Bye.

♪

Oh, boy.

This is gonna be a long night.

♪

♪

(sighing)

How dare he?

Sure, he'll be king,

but that's an accident of birth, at best.

Ugh, could use a brandy.

♪

Or a cupcake.

♪

I knew it, Allie.

Dipping your whisk in that bake-off batter.

I'll get you for this.

♪

(knocking)

Sorry, we're closed.

It's an emergency.

♪

Okay, fine.

But if you're gonna be here, you have to help.

♪

All right, now, put your wrist into it.

Act like you're trying to get a stain

out of a really dirty shirt.

Okay, I'm not even gonna pretend

that I know what that feels like.

Okay, just push and fold.

Yeah, push and... yeah, just like that.

Okay, if this doesn't rise tomorrow,

it's not really my fault.

I didn't learn any useful skills as a prince.

Now if you need someone to joust for you,

I'll be your guy.

Funny you should mention that because I have been looking

for someone to duel a rogue knight

that comes by every now and then.

Well, I'm not sure I could even hack that anymore.

My brother Stewart made it quite clear

he doesn't feel I've got any use to the court at all.

Oh, don't be dramatic.

Look at you, kneading bread like a pro.

- Dramatic? - Mm-hm.

I have never done laundry.

I've never given a friend a lift to the airport.

I've never even hoovered.

Yeah, I mean, I can break in a Samavian stallion,

and I've sailed around the Horn of Africa...

Right, I get it.

That doesn't sound that bad.

I mean, people pay good money

to have other people do their laundry.

I would rather do laundry,

mine and yours, every day for the rest of my life

than be sequestered in a palace

with no point or purpose.

Deal.

(chuckling)

Can't remember the last time I was really happy.

♪

Actually, I do.

I was nine years old, eating a cake

outside this very bakery with my mother

after a great day just identifying bluebells.

Before she died.

I wasn't really prepared for Nana Lola dying.

I don't think you're ever really ready

for a loss like that.

You just have to let it wash over you

like a summer rainstorm.

Yeah, it's hard to learn when your instinct

is to run for cover.

After the rainstorm, the bluebells come.

♪

Bluebells usually bloom around spring.

I think I'll have at least a load of laundry

to do by then.

What do you say you come back for a visit?

Maybe.

If Stewart hasn't sent me off to Timbuktu or something.

I'm sure you'd thrive there, just like you do here.

- You mean it? - Yeah.

I mean, you are charming and charismatic and handsome.

Oh, you think I'm handsome?

♪

Yes.

You are the most handsome prince in town.

I'm the only prince in town.

Exactly.

Allie, good for you.

Sofía, how spectacular to see you.

- It is? - Quite.

You see, I've lost Prince James

and could really use a hand in finding the rogue.

Well, you've certainly come to the right place.

♪

I haven't traveled nearly as much as you.

I like traveling, but I think I would miss Meadow Ridge.

I think I would miss it too.

I like who I am when I'm here.

I like Meadow Ridge James too.

Take that, put that here.

Don't know what all the fuss is about Prince James.

(chuckling)

James, you wiley fox.

(chuckling)

Normal James lives his life by one rule only.

Oh, yeah?

Be kind to others, and things will fall into place.

- I like that. - For Prince James,

hopefully, that means a life of normalcy.

Well, there's nothing more normal than cookies.

♪

This is such a rush.

This is better than racing my stallion

through the vineyards of Samavia.

(Allie laughs)

I love it.

♪

Told you.

(laughing)

Tell me about it.

Everything would be so much easier

if Allie just got a boyfriend.

If His Royal Highness would embark in courtship,

then maybe I'd get a night off

from my royal butler duties for once.

(laughing)

Then perhaps I might...

invite you for dinner.

Oh.

Perhaps you might.

But maybe when this is all over.

Allie is my priority right now.

♪

You're a noble woman, Sofía.

♪

(sighing)

♪

I thought I might see you here.

Oh, hi.

Uh, still no bloom.

- Nothing. - Mm-mm.

If it gets much warmer, it may never bloom.

That's nature.

Sometimes the timing just isn't right.

♪

Have you ever seen the newts

at that charming little pond at the back of the park?

I've been to the pond.

I don't know about the newts.

They are marvelous, Allie.

Look, I've got to show you.

I snapped this picture for Marily.

She'll be delighted to see this crested little fellow.

- Marily? - Yeah.

Oh, that girl loves her newts.

She was telling me all about it

at the Grand Hotel the other day.

Wow, she must have changed a lot since we were friends.

Oh.

♪

(laughing)

♪

Pretty spectacular, huh?

Ew, James, what is that?

It's a crested red-bellied newt.

I spotted it in the park and I looked it up in your book.

They're actually quite rare.

My book?

"Newts and Other Amphibians

from Ponds and Other Turbid Bodies of Water"?

You left it behind the other night,

and I've been perusing it.

It's a fascinating read.

Of course.

My newt book, yes.

I love newts.

Let me see that cute little guy again.

He's spectacular.

Look at the cresting around there.

Adorable.

(chuckles)

Uh...

Italian type 00 flour.

Great, type 00 flour.

And candied Iranian pistachios.

♪

Hello?

♪

Uh, do we have the, uh,

the candied pistachios, Sofía?

Oh, great, thank you.

You know, for someone who's only partaking

in the circus for the business opportunity,

seems pretty occupied

with the ringmaster's comings and goings.

Okay, um, can you hand me the Sicilian lemons, please?

Just in case you missed my subtlety,

looks like you're into James!

Stop it! I didn't miss your subtlety. I got it.

Like you want to be with him after this...

Sofía, you are embarrassing me.

I got it! Do we have another lemon?

Yes.

♪

(birdsong)

♪

Allie, good Lord!

If you are this distracted,

then I have nothing to worry about.

What do you want, Marily?

I just wanted to swing by

and say that I saw you with Prince James last night.

Late last night.

(chuckles)

Silly me!

I mean, I bought this whole good-girl act,

with the free bakes and the town spirit,

but this whole time, you've just been dipping

your spatula in that royal icing.

Tsk, tsk.

Oh, please, Marily.

Have you seen any excellent endangered newts

on your hikes recently?

Yeah, that's what I thought.

You don't own sneakers.

Do you even know what a newt is?

Well, at least I'm up front about my intentions,

for this competition and for James.

For James?

Yes.

Him and I have been spending

some delightful time together.

(Marily chuckles)

What, no witty retort to that?

It must be because you know that he prefers me,

despite all your hard work.

When I win this competition

and you move far away,

we... James and I...

Will buy The Cake Corner,

and we'll turn it into a chipmunk cafe

where everyone in town will come and eat cake

and hug those furry little beasts.

Everyone apart from you.

♪

(applause)

(microphone feedback)

Thank you, thank you all.

Baking on the scale the coronation cake requires

is both fast-paced and extremely meticulous.

I want the chosen baker to be able to handle it.

Allie, Marily,

I've asked my royal butler Henry

to provide you with all the necessary equipment.

You will have one hour to bake, ice, and decorate

a floral rose cake.

Please take full advantage of these mechanical aids.

Your time starts...

now.

(applause)

Um...

You're pathetic.

Six is the lowest setting.

Just put it on that.

Oh, thank you.

(whirring)

(laughing)

- Are you all right? - I'm fine.

Did I say six?

Oops, I meant one.

Marily, please.

What do you say, Allie?

Give up now, or do you want to sweat out

the remaining 43 minutes?

I'm good.

I can do this.

(sand draining)

(applause)

(sighs)

Couldn't do it.

Perfectly timed.

(James chuckles)

(birdsong)

Well, I can't fault that piping work.

(laughing)

♪

(applause)

♪

The winner of this round

is Marily.

(applause, cheering)

Go, Marily! Woo!

That means we have a tie.

I propose a final tiebreaker round

tomorrow.

Winner takes all.

I'm in.

Uh...

yeah, sure.

♪

Then it's settled.

But before you leave, a quick word.

Tomorrow will be my final day in Meadow Ridge.

I would like to invite you all to the Grand Hotel tonight

for dinner as a token of my gratitude

for your hospitality and your friendship.

(applause)

Thank you, thank you.

(applause)

We've come a long way, sir,

from feeling like a stranger here

to inviting an entire town's worth

of your closet friends to dinner.

♪

I might as well start packing up the shop.

I'm gonna lose the bet and have to move.

Oh!

Give it up, Sofía!

I'm not going!

Yes, you are, madam.

You're gonna get up,

put on a lovely dress and your big-girl shoes,

and go gracefully marching in there.

I have nothing to wear.

Plus, I don't want to.

Allie Loman,

this little mental bake-down of yours is not cute.

You haven't lost this competition.

You haven't lost your business.

Stop feeling sorry for yourself.

You lost one challenge

because of that cheat Marily, might I add.

I told you she was a jerk.

This isn't about her.

This is about you.

You're gonna get up,

you're gonna shake the dust off,

and you're gonna face the frosting, Allie.

You're too good not to.

What if I'm not?

What if I am just some silly baker making a mess

of her marvelous late grandmother's legacy?

(sighs)

Allie...

you're not!

You're a wonderful baker.

Then why did I lose today?

Why is my business always in trouble?

Why do I keep letting Marily get the best of me?

Maybe because you're hurting.

You miss your nana.

And you miss your friend.

But this will pass,

and everything will get better.

♪

Now, I know there's something great in there.

Sofía!

(groaning)

♪

(birdsong)

(indistinct chatter)

♪

(indistinct chatter)

♪

Thank you.

Allie's got this all the way.

Absolutely.

Thank you.

- Hi! - Hey!

Darling, you look radiant.

Tough luck during the challenge today,

but I've got faith in you, kiddo.

Thank you.

You look like you've been shopping

at the city dump.

And you look like

one of your overstuffed stodgy pies.

♪

Allie, you came!

- Hi. - You look delightful.

Thank you.

I, uh, it's my grandmother's.

I didn't know what to wear to a royal dinner party.

I cannot believe she just said that to me.

I've been nothing but nice to her.

You know, my mother said,

"Grace is more than a ball gown.

It's about being kind and generous with your spirit."

♪

(clattering)

Oops.

♪

Sorry!

♪

(chatter)

(glass clinking)

Thank you all for being here

and for making my sojourn to Meadow Ridge

one of the happiest times of my life, again.

As a boy, I used to come here with my mother and my brothers,

and I've so enjoyed the opportunity

to walk in her footsteps

and take in all of your glorious nature

and get to know each and every one of you.

I've had the pleasure of watching you bake,

work hard, and contribute

to keeping the Meadow Ridge community alive

through your actions, day in and day out.

It has shed new light

on the meaning of the word, "community."

It's not some Royal Court ruling from above.

It's everyday acts of kindness and love.

(applause)

♪

Tomorrow, we will choose a champion

who will bake the coronation cake

for my brother's rise to the throne

of Samavia next week.

And although there can only be one winner,

know that I will bring the very spirit

of Meadow Ridge itself to that coronation,

and to life generally.

Thank you all.

- Cheers. - Hear, hear.

(applause)

Thank you, James.

♪

I believe I speak

for all the people of Meadow Ridge

when I say, "Thank you."

Who would've thought that little Meadow Ridge

would have a prince in our midst to humble us?

I, for one, am honored to have had the pleasure

to bask in your royal presence.

While I am confident that I will win tomorrow,

I would like to take this opportunity to say

that you have touched me deeply.

Thank you, Marily.

And I meant every word of that.

Oh.

♪

I'm gonna go.

Allie, stay!

- I'll see you tomorrow. - Have fun!

♪

All you Team Marily scoundrels.

Look at what you did to poor Allie.

She just needs thicker skin if she wants to be a baker.

Yeah, if you're gonna live that baker's fast lane,

you have to be ready to get burnt.

You boys have lost it.

Allie is a great baker,

and she's been a great friend to both of you over the years.

Can't make a coronation cake without smashing some eggs.

You are a true indictment of our public school system, boys.

So many mixed metaphors flying around.

♪

What are you doing?

What do you mean?

Are you serious? The flirting?

I thought it was just gameplay,

your strategy to win the competition.

Me? Never.

I'm just a newt-loving baker girl standing...

Okay, well, let's talk about newts, Marily.

Why did you lie to me?

I didn't lie.

Drop the act.

No newthead would've been so blasé

about the crested red-bellied specimen I showed you.

I wanted to get your attention, James.

Throughout this entire competition,

you've only had eyes for Allie.

My business was on the line.

Is that why you sabotaged her cake in the last challenge?

♪

Yes, I saw that.

I'm sorry if you think my connection with Allie

has colored my judgment in this challenge.

It's not something I anticipated.

But I hope your victory yesterday proves otherwise.

But your behavior over the last few days

has given me serious concern for your character.

Gosh, I've been a real piece of work, haven't I?

I'm afraid you have,

though I don't entirely blame you.

This competition has been a real pressure cooker.

I was scared I'd lose my business.

I lost my mind,

and then I thought you might be interested in me.

Please forgive me, James.

Well, I think it's Allie that you should be apologizing to.

Regardless of the competition, you have been rotten to her.

Surely you must miss her friendship.

♪

♪

- Have you seen Allie? - Uh, no, why?

She hasn't turned up, and she isn't answering her phone.

Oh, okay, okay, um, I'll check the apartment,

you check the bakery, and you check the park.

Please? Thank you... sir.

♪

(birdsong)

♪

Okay.

♪

Allie?

♪

(sighs)

♪

Allie, Allie...

I'm terribly sorry, have you seen Allie?

Has she been through at all?

No?

Allie, have you seen her?

Do you know? No?

Ned, Ned, Ned, Ned, have you, by any chance, seen Allie?

Has she been through?

Oh...

♪

There you are.

I've been looking everywhere for you.

(birdsong)

Oh, it's bloomed!

That is beautiful.

♪

Look, James, um...

these last few days, I got wrapped up

in the frenzy of the competition,

of... you.

I lost sight of the things that actually mattered to me.

My bakery, the people of Meadow Ridge,

my grandmother's legacy.

I've been struggling for a while,

but the competition,

it brought it all to the surface.

I need to get a handle on my life.

So I'll finish the last challenge,

but then, win or lose, I have to move on.

Save my bakery, focus on myself, not you.

- I, I think... - James, please.

Let's just call this what it is, okay?

Barely a business relationship

that has come to its natural conclusion.

♪

I respect your decision.

♪

(applause)

♪

Thank you all for gathering

for the final challenge.

Today, I have no gimmicks

and no tricks lined up.

I just want these two fantastic bakers

to do their very best.

Bake a cake,

any cake.

Baker's choice.

You have three hours.

Let's hear it for them.

(applause)

♪

(laughs)

(crowd) Go, Marily, go!

Go, Marily, go! Go, Marily, go!

(chanting continues)

- Go, Marily, go! - Let's go, Allie!

Oh, no.

I'm gonna lose this, aren't I?

(chanting continues)

(crowd) Go, Marily, go! Go, Marily, go!

Go, Allie, go! Go, Allie, go!

(competing chants continue)

♪

Be kind to others,

and everything else will fall into place.

(loud chanting continues)

Stop! Stop! Everybody stop!

What are we doing?

What are we doing?

We should be building each other up,

not tearing each other down.

Nana Lola encouraged us to bake together,

and she was right.

She even created the Double Strawberry Charlotte

for that reason.

Now look at us.

This isn't us.

I am a better baker when I bake with you.

This rivalry is silly, and it's bad for us,

and it's clearly bad for them too.

Let's put this behind us once and for all.

Forget the bet. Let's work together.

I miss you.

So, what do you say?

For old times' bake?

(laughing)

(applause)

♪

(cheering)

♪

♪

(exhales)

(applause)

♪

Nana Lola's Double Strawberry Charlotte.

(cheering and applause)

♪

We both once swore that we'd never make it again.

If we couldn't bake it together,

we agreed that we wouldn't bake it at all.

But we were wrong.

We would like to make this cake for the coronation

if we can bake it together.

♪

Henry?

Thank you.

(deep breath)

♪

(birdsong)

Mmm.

♪

This is the best cake I have ever had.

(applause, Allie laughs)

This tastes like my childhood!

It's like having my mother here with me.

Need I even say it?

There will be no winner.

Allie and Marily will bake the coronation cake together!

(cheering and applause)

♪

Oh, thank you!

So anyway, I'm sorry.

Oh, Mar, I'm sorry too.

I pushed you out in my grief. I was such a fool.

No, I was a butthead.

Pressuring you like that at such a difficult time.

And I'm sorry I let this rivalry get so out of hand.

I'm sorry about that too.

I promise to never let that happen again.

- Never. - Never.

(laughing)

♪

There'll always be a place for you here at Meadow Ridge, dear.

Thank you, Mayor Dodds, and if you're ever in Samavia,

you know where to find me.

Oh, yes, in the big house with the golden toilet.

(laughter)

It's been fun, James.

Thank you, Jerome.

I guess we'll have to wait a little longer for that dinner.

Goodbye, everyone.

Didn't realize you were leaving so soon.

Prince Regent's orders.

Maybe in another lifetime, I guess.

(chuckles)

Or another country.

Why don't you join Allie in Samavia for the coronation?

(laughs)

Maybe I will.

(laughs)

♪

(kisses)

(chuckles)

♪

Thank you all for coming.

Take care.

Mayor Dodds, pleasure, pleasure.

(engine revving)

♪

Hey.

What's going on here?

Prince James and Henry just left for the airport.

Folks were waving them off.

Oh.

I guess that's it then.

What do you mean, that's it?

You'll see him next week in Samavia.

Tell him how you feel.

Wait, but I thought you liked him.

- Me? - Yeah.

Oh, no.

Too outdoorsy for me.

Plus, I've seen the way he looks at you.

I'd never stand a chance.

(Sofía laughs)

Guess we're both going.

♪

Piping on the top layer, check.

Candied crown jewels?

- Check. - Great.

Thirty-seven fondant flowers.

So this is where the magic happens!

I've never been down here.

You must be Allie and Marily.

Ladies, may I present the future King Stewart of Samavia

and our younger brother, Prince Benedict.

Very nice to meet you both.

Nice to meet you.

So, this is it!

This is the magic cake.

Yes, it is, your highness.

Baked especially for your coronation.

I haven't had a cake like that

since I was a snot-nosed brat chasing after you guys.

Not much has changed then, eh, Benny?

It was a wild ride, but I knew

this was the cake to bring back to you, Stewart.

For Mother, as well.

She would've loved to be here for you.

Thank you, James.

It only took you four weeks to procure a cake.

I think you're ready for more responsibility.

Ladies, you will be witness as I promise a promotion

to James here in the Samavian Court.

Oh!

He will now be in charge

of the Royal Cufflinks.

I do have an extensive collection.

Seeing how he dealt with this cake palaver,

I expect he'll find the new role quite challenging.

Won't you, Jamie?

Do you know what, Stewart?

You may be the king soon enough,

but you can be a real piece of work sometimes.

- James? - Watch your mouth.

I said it, someone had to.

I did a nice, special thing for you.

Oh, please.

You gave yourself a vacation to Meadow Ridge,

hiding from your responsibilities,

while everyone here worked hard

to make the coronation even happen.

Maybe I did,

but I gave up all of my hopes

and dreams and interests for this Royal Court,

which I didn't even want to be part of

in the first place, by the way.

And you treating me like an incompetent idiot

is downright disrespectful.

If Samavia is to have such a nasty king,

then maybe I don't want to be part of this Royal Court.

I didn't know you felt like this, little brother.

Being in Meadow Ridge with good, honest people

reminded me what Mother said.

Being kind is the most important thing

a man can be.

If these ladies can put aside their differences

and make you this incredible cake,

then you can start by treating others, namely me,

with a bit more kindness and respect.

♪

Looks like little James grew a backbone

out there in Meadow Ridge.

♪

(door opens and closes)

(clock ticking)

It's not everyone that goes off on the king like that.

Well, you're not the king yet.

Just my annoying older brother.

Have you spotted the great tufted owl nest

beyond, on the cliffs?

(birdsong)

Actually, I came in here to hide from you.

But of course I spotted it.

♪

Samavia is the most beautiful country in the world.

♪

I could never leave it.

It is my whole heart.

You've always known your place here,

as king,

and I've always felt trapped by it.

Now that I've been away, I just know that my heart is...

somewhere else.

With someone else, you mean?

Perhaps.

♪

But it's more than that, really.

You said it yourself, I'm pretty useless

for all these royal duties.

And I don't think managing

your admittedly impressive cufflink collection

is really the best way for me to serve our people.

Forget the cufflinks!

I'm about to be king!

I need my brother beside me. I'm scared.

Scared?

Stewart, you're the finest, bravest man I know.

You had no problem telling me some hard truths back there,

even though you knew it would hurt me.

And I needed to hear it, for my own good.

That is what will make you a great king.

It's what makes you an amazing brother.

Then step up, James.

With our immense privilege comes great responsibility.

It's not a regular job you can just quit.

Well, maybe it should be.

Maybe Samavia deserves a better prince than me.

And don't I deserve the life that I want?

♪

Maybe.

(knocking, door opens)

My lord,

it's time.

♪

I swear to uphold my royal duties

to all Samavians.

Thank you for allowing me to be your king.

It is the greatest honor of my entire life.

And now I pledge,

with my brother James as my witness,

to rule only with kindness.

James, I trust

that you will face me with honesty

and remind me of this pledge for as long as I shall reign.

It shall be Prince James' only royal duty.

From this day forward, Prince James of Samavia

is released of his royal duties, aside from that one,

and is free to pursue whatever interests he has

at home and abroad.

What can I say?

Some people just like a quiet life.

And now,

let's party.

(laughter)

To Samavia!

(all) To Samavia!

Hip hip, hooray!

Hooray!

♪

♪

You look stunning in that gown.

You clean up pretty well yourself.

♪

Did you expect me to ask you to dance?

♪

Care to dance?

After the way I treated you,

you still want to dance with me?

Now more than ever.

♪

I just hope you're a better girlfriend

than you were a boss.

Were?

Yes.

I definitely quit.

(laughing)

You look beautiful.

Thank you.

♪

Looks like I'll be back in Meadow Ridge

sooner than I thought.

I'm happy to hear that.

(laughing)

Not sure what I'll do

now that I'm an unemployed prince.

Oh, well, you know what they say, right?

Life is what you bake it.

(laughing)

♪

♪

♪

(projector clicking)

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