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 morning, Phoebe.
How are you? It's good to...
If you guys
are trying to manipulate us,
you can throw this whole deal out.
What is going on here?
Who's she?
Uh, a friend. No, she's
an acquaintance, actually.
You begged me to put you on the case,
and this is what I get for it?
I walk in here
and find everybody upset?
And some girl is crying
like we're on Oprah.
I'll take care of it.
Carl, it's gonna be fine.
- What is wrong with you?
- Me?
Yes, you. This whole Kumbaya,
Up With People routine.
- Those people are in real pain.
- Of course they're in pain.
They're separated forever.
Married one day
and the next they're not.
- What sort of awful place is this?
- It's reality.
Well, I think I'd prefer to be
in Andalasia.
- I think I'd prefer that too.
- Get in, please.
I wonder if we might cover
more ground separately, sire.
Uh, you by yourself,
and me with it.
An inspired plan, Nathaniel.
Where do you suppose I should look?
Look, sire! Over there!
Ah! Giselle!
Run to her, sire! Hurry!
Not a moment to lose!
- Giselle!
- I try to do the right thing.
Oh, you've been very nice to me.
Severely punished for it.
OK, look, Giselle?
- I can't help you anymore. OK?
- What?
Here's some money. I want you
to take it. Call your prince.
Have him pick you up,
bring his horse.
Because I honestly,
I just can't handle it.
- Robert?
- Just go.
I'm so sorry.
You have been a very kind friend
to me when I had none.
And I would never want to make you
unhappy or cause you any trouble, so...
...I'll go.
I wish you every happiness.
You have lovely friends.
Would you like to feed
the birds? Just a dollar a bag.
Certainly.
By chance,
have you seen my prince?
He was here.
- Do you really think so?
- Oh, yes.
- Oh!
- Giselle? What are you doing?
- Robert! This is Clara.
- Mm-hmm.
- She saw Edward.
- Oh.
He was on the bus this morning.
- He tried to kill me!
- Great. Wonderful. Thank you.
- Oh!
- What are you thinking?
- You can't just give people money.
- You gave me money.
- That's not the point.
- And she was very helpful.
So, what's the deal,
this prince of yours?
- How long you two been together?
- Oh, about a day.
You mean it feels like a day
because you're so in love?
- No. It's been a day.
- You're kidding me. A day?
- One day?
- Yes.
- And tomorrow will be two days.
- You're joking.
-