at me!
A rat!
Get it away from me!
Well, strictly speaking,
he's a chipmunk.
Sire, may I suggest we seek elsewhere
for your bride?
- What are you looking at?
- She's beautiful.
It's just a statue!
Come quickly. Quickly.
Sam? Sam, please don't tell me
Mrs. Banks is already here.
- Mrs. Banks is here.
- Great.
With Mr. Banks and his lawyer.
- Perfect, how long?
- Do you want to know?
No, I don't. I need you to
handle something for me, OK?
- See this girl?
- Who is she?
No idea. I'm pretty sure
she's from out of town.
- What do I do?
- Find out where she's from,
and get her there.
And make sure it's cheap.
If Nancy calls me,
I need to talk to her.
Giselle? Don't drink that, OK?
I have a meeting.
Sam is gonna get you home.
Sam? This is Giselle.
Giselle, this is Sam.
- Yes? Hi.
- Stay out of trouble.
Oh... Oh.
- It's nice to meet you.
- It's nice to meet you too.
Your Majesty.
- Nathaniel!
- Your Majesty?
Nathaniel, here!
Nathaniel!
Finally. Finally.
I'm boiling in here.
- Have you found her yet?
- I'm afraid I haven't, My Lady.
Time is of the essence.
We can't risk my stepson
bringing the girl back.
He shan't, Your Majesty!
I swear it!
No, he shan't. I intend to make
absolutely certain of that.
But, Your Majesty,
how exactly did you...?
...ever end up tasting so...
Mmm... delicious?
Poisoned apples, My Lady.
- You want me to...?
- Don't you see, my darling?
If there's ever going to be
a happily ever after for us...
- Hmm?
- Happily...
...ever after?
Oh, My Lady.
Mmm, yes.
It won't be difficult.
It's just one bite.
That's all it takes.
One small bite to drag her down
into a deep and troubled sleep.
And when the hands
of the clock strike 12,
that precious little pretender
to my throne
will be gone!
It shall be done, My Lady.
- I swear it.
- Yes.
You'll find the girl
at Columbus Circle...
Your Majesty?
Hello.
You little...
Whoa! Hey!
- Pip!
- Sire! Sire, please. I beg of you.
Don't listen to that
insane little vermin.
He's probably eaten some bad nuts.
We should put him down
for his own good.
Nathaniel, please.
Let him speak.
But, sire! No. He's delirious.
He came to tell all sorts of...
Go ahead, Pip.
What is it you want to say?
You watch me. OK?
Nathaniel?
Uh-huh. Nathaniel...
- Nathaniel's glad to have me near.
- No, no, no.
Hmm... Oh!
Oh, oh, oh!
I know this.
- Uh...
- Apple?
No, thank you.
It's good.
Oh, OK.
Ta-da!
You feel you'd die without me here.
Yes. Here we go. Good.
Well, I have to say,
I really think that went well.
There's no reason not
to be reasonable.
Great. We might be in the
neighborhood of a settlement.
Excuse me. I'm gonna
check on your cars for a second.
- Sorry.
- What? What?
She has no driver's license.
No passport.
Can't find this place she comes from.
- What place?
- Andalusia.
- Andalasia.
- Whatever.
I've called every travel agent.
I don't know if it's
a country or a city.
- It can't be a state.
- More like a state of mind.
She told me it's just
beyond the Meadows of Joy
and the Valley of Contentment.
What is that all about?
Oh, my goodness.
Your hair is lovely.
- You're beautiful.
- Well, thank you.
The man who holds your heart
is a lucky fellow indeed.
- You try telling him that.
- I'm certain he already knows.
- Excuse me?
- Are you him?
You are very lucky. Just look
at the way her eyes sparkle.
- It's no wonder you're in love.
- I got it!
Excuse me. I'm sorry.
Giselle? Please?
It's not like that, all right?
They're not together anymore.
- I don't understand.
- They're getting a divorce.
- Separating from each other.
- Separating?
- Yeah.
- For how long?
- Forever.
- Forever and ever?
Shh. Yes.
- Oh, no.
- What are you doing?
- Don't cry.
- Are you crying?
- She's not.
- I'm sorry. I can't help it.
- Is she actually crying?
- It's just so sad.
What kind of an operation
are you running here?
This is so unprofessional.
Good