The Prince (2021) s01e11 Episode Script

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- So I was thinking
we could go antiquing
this weekend, Greg.
Wouldn't that be fun?
- I want to see other people.
- Oh, my God.
I'm going to throw up.
Good morning, sir.
- Hey.
You're new, right?
- I was born here, sir.
My mother was a chambermaid.
I lived in your room
for two years
when we were children so you
could have a constant playmate.
I began serving the family
on my ninth birthday.
- So not new, got it.
Do you mind paying the cab?
- Of course.
- Thank you, Douglas.
- You--you know my name.
Oh, I'm sorry.
- That was weird.
- What the fuck
are you two doing here?
- Hello, Grandmother.
We've returned.
- Well, we're kind of packed.
You snooze, you lose.
- It's just for a few weeks
until we get back on our feet.
- There's a room
with my exercise bike in it
that has a pull-out sofa.
You can use that.
Take their bags.
- Right away, Your Majesty.
- So how've you been, Greg?
- You said my name.
Oh--
I'm sorry.
- Jesus, you've really
fucked these people up.
- I've got
the schematics up now.
I'll be able to monitor
everything from here.
I'll report back shortly.
- Hey, Charlotte, are you--
- Fuck off.
I'll kill you!
What the fuck, Charlotte?
- Sorry, George.
But you shouldn't
sneak up on people.
- How do you even know
how to do that?
- Do what?
- That was like a scene
out of "Crouching Tiger,
Hidden Dragon."
- Well,
maybe next time you knock.
- Something's
not right with you,
and I'm gonna find out
what it is.
- Careful.
You look like someone
who doesn't want to get hurt.
- Are you--
are you threatening me?
- No, I'm just wondering.
Am I right?
Are you someone
who doesn't want to get hurt?
- I-I am.
I am someone
who doesn't want to get hurt.
- Yeah, that's what I thought.
So what did you want anyway?
- What did I want?
Oh, yeah, I wanted
to know if you were
coming to see me
in the school musical tonight.
- Are you kidding?
I wouldn't miss it, George.
- Oh, great, thanks.
- It's Kate.
Everything is set.
I'll leave while
they're all at George's show,
and then we'll serve him
the divorce papers.
Come in.
- Excuse me, ma'am.
I was just wondering
if you needed anything.
- No, thank you.
- Of course.
- Is that all?
- You must be
so proud of George.
I know how excited he is
for you to be there tonight.
- Yes, the school musical.
- I don't know how you do it.
- Do what?
- Such a devoted mother,
and still time
for all your charity work.
How lucky the children are
to have you here.
We all are.
You're going to make
a wonderful queen one day.
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Queen.
Yes.
Thank you.
- Well, I'll see you this
evening at the show, ma'am.
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- May I get you anything else,
Your Majesty?
- No, thank you.
- We really should start
looking at headshots
before we hire these people.
- It's lovely that you
invited us to tea, Mummy.
Camilla was just saying
how much she loved
our teas together.
Weren't you, darling?
- Well, there's something
I wanted to discuss
with you, Charles.
It's about--well, Philip,
it's time, don't you think?
- Perhaps it is, darling.
- Ooh, you're doing well today.
Good on you, Dad.
- I would like to announce
that I'm ready to--
- Ooh!
It's hot.
- You always have something
to say, don't you, Camilla?
What the fuck are you
going on about now?
- Easy, Liz.
- Look at her!
She's been the puppet master
all this time,
and here I was
playing right into her hands.
- She didn't mean it, Mummy.
Finish what
you were going to say.
- To think I was about
to give you the crown
when it's all too clear
you both have been plotting
behind my back.
"It's hot."
How dare she?
They'll have to bury me
in this crown.
Do you hear me?
Because you will
never be king, Charles, never!
- You really did it this time.
- I think we need to talk
about couple's counseling.
- We only get
one hour off a week.
- And that's what
we'll use it for.
Break a leg tonight, sir.
- Oh, yeah, thanks.
- Do you know I also
played Oliver when I was a boy?
- Looks like
you're still playing him.
- I hate these people.
- It's okay.
- I'm having
the worst day of my life.
- Oh, okay, hold on.
Let me grab this part.
- Oh, thanks, George.
- Sure.
You got it?
- Yeah.
- So you're back, huh?
-
For a little while, anyway.
- Fuck.
- Ooh, sorry.
That's all he says.
- No worries.
Well, I gotta go.
- Good luck tonight.
- Okay, cool, thanks.
- And George
- Yeah.
- It's okay to be nervous.
I used to get nervous
all the time before performing.
- Okay, well, I'm not nervous,
and I don't need
any more advice
from your days on "Suits,"
so thanks anyway.
- Stop!
- Might we have
a moment alone please?
Excuse me, can you two get out?
- Oh, us?
Are you talking to us?
- Yes, there's nobody else
in here.
Please go.
- We've just never
been addressed before, ma'am.
- And wewe haven't
left this room
in over two years.
- Well, you're leaving it now.
Bye.
- Huh.
I didn't even notice
they were in here.
- I was going to leave you
tonight, William,
but I decided to stay,
and if I'm going to stay,
I'm going to do it right
this time.
I want you to be king,
and I want to be queen.
No more waiting our turn.
We grab it!
- Okay, this is
the fucking hottest
you have ever been.
- Together,
everything can be ours.
- Yes.
I've always wanted this for us.
But there are so many people
who have to die first.
I kind of gave up.
Well, no longer.
There's a William that no one
has ever seen before--
ruthless,
ambitious, independent.
- Oh, take me!
- I will.
Guys, we need you
back in here.
We're going to have sex now.
Remove our clothes, and, well,
you know the positions we like.
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- What a smashing Oliver
you are going to make.
You look very convincing, sir.
- Thanks.
It's just some Prada I cut up
and threw dirt on.
It costs a lot of money
to look this poor.
- Well, it was
certainly worth it.
- Five minutes.
- Yeah.
Or we can start
whenever I come out.
- That works too.
- Owen,
can I ask you a question?
- Of course, sir.
- Am I any good?
- I'm sorry?
- You heard me.
Am I any good?
- Oh, you're brilliant, sir.
So talented and--
- Stop, please.
I'm serious.
Everyone tells me how great
I am at everything,
but I'm not sure.
Are they just saying this
because of who I am?
How will I ever know
what's true and what's not?
- Oh,
you're the most wonderful--
- Owen, please,
you have to tell me the truth.
- Well
no, you're not
the best singer, sir,
and you're not gonna be
wonderful at everything,
and not everyone will like you,
but that's all right.
It's important
to hear the truth
and not just surround ourselves
with people
who tell us
only what we want to hear.
That's how we grow.
That's how we become
better people,
even if it can be difficult.
- I see.
Thank you.
You're fired.
- Excuse me?
- You're fired.
Get out.
- But--
- Your services
are no longer required.
Thank you.
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- What's this about again?
- Mostly poor children singing
about how hungry they are.
- So a comedy.
- Where's this guy been?
- It's so nice to have you
back in London, Meghan.
I've missed our little lunches.
- We've never
had lunch together, Kate.
- Well, we must
continue the tradition.
- See? She wants
to have lunch with you.
- She doesn't want to--
let's just watch
the fucking show.
- Ay, look, look, look, look.
Our Georgie.
It's our Georgie, that.
Don't he look handsome?
Hold up!
Georgie!
Look at him!
Look!
George of the people!
Georgie!
- Great job, George.
You crushed it.
It should have been you.
- Thanks, Dinesh.
- Well, how was I, new Owen?
- How were you?
Sublime, magnificent?
No, I don't have words
for what I witnessed.
Oliver is the Everest of roles,
and you scaled it as though
you were skipping rope.
The world of theater
will never be the same
because this was the night
Prince George
claimed it as his own.
And to think that someone
as ordinary as myself
was there to behold it.
How will I ever repay you
for the gift
that you have given me tonight?
Every day after this will be
marked by George's Oliver,
because I will never
be the same again.
Your fans are desperate
to see you.
The whole world
wants to tell George
how much they love him.
They wait
just outside that door.
What shall I do, sir?
- Let them in.
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