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Yes, ma'am.

SUKI: And we're meeting Baroness and Baron Von Troken.

Is it true if the teenager refuses the princess-ship...

your family will take over the country of Genovia?

Yes. They must have a legitimate...

Renaldi blood relative or we rule.

No, ma'am.

[ Sighs ] Then it's time.

[ Mia crying ] Catch a falling star

And put it in your pocket

Never let it fade away

[ Sobs ]

[ "William Tell Overture" plays ]

[ Honk honk ]

You wouldn't happen to be running away, would you?

What? Dressed like this?

No. I'm going to a ball.

Good. Get in.

MOTAZ: Her Majesty, the Queen.

CLARISSE: My fellow Genovians and honored guests...

Good evening.

I apologize for the delay and--oh, hello--

And may I say...

Welcome to our grand Genovian Independence Day ball.

CHARLOTTE: There's no time to change.

You look fine.

JOE: Pretty and fine. Just fine.

- Oh! - No running.

- Please, no running. Good. - It's nice.

A very special moment.

Thank you so much for your patience.

I have an announcement to make.

- My granddaughter-- - Ahem.

- She's here! - I see.

I would like to announce that my granddaughter has arrived.

With a fascinating explanation as to her wardrobe, I'm sure.

She's styling a wet, sort of grunge-look hairdo...

And is wearing a sweatshirt, jeans, and Docs.

Mia, would you care to say a few words?

Um, yes.

Why didn't we dress like her? We look like idiots.

Thank you, Your Majesty.

Do you think they're trying to save money on the gown?

Hi--er, uh, hello.

I'm Mia. Um... It stopped raining.

Get your tiara ready. [ Chuckles ]

I'm really no good at speech making.

Normally I get so nervous that I faint...

Or run away or sometimes I even get sick.

[ Murmuring ]

But you really didn't need to know that.

But I'm not so afraid anymore.

My father helped me.

Earlier this evening, I had every intention...

Of giving up my claim to the throne...

And my mother helped me by telling me that it was OK...

And by supporting me like she has for my entire life.

But...

then I wondered how I'd feel...

After abdicating my role as Princess of Genovia.

Would I feel relieved or would I feel sad?

And then I realized...

how many stupid times a day I use the word "l."

In fact, probably all I ever do...

Is think about myself.

And how lame is that...

When there are 7 billion other people on the planet--

Ahem.

Ooh. Sorry. I'm going too fast.

But then I thought...

If I cared about the other 7 billion out there...

Instead of just me...

that's probably a much better use of my time.

See, if I were Princess of Genovia...

Then my thoughts...

And the thoughts of people smarter than me...

Would be much better heard and just maybe...

Those thoughts could be turned into actions.

So this morning when I woke up...

I was Mia Thermopolis.

But now...

I choose to be forevermore...

Amelia Mignonette Thermopolis Renaldi...

Princess of Genovia.

[ Applause ]

I hope you didn't order your stationery yet.

This was my very first tiara.

I was rather fond of it.

I'm hoping you will be, too.

Oh. Grandma, but you had it already.

How did you know I'd even be here?

Because I recognize the same spirit in you...

As someone else I know.

Who?

Me.

Ah, you made it.

You bet your life, you big, tall string bean.

Here. Paolo here to save the day.

Genovia

The land I call my home

Genovia, Genovia

Forever will your banner wave

Her Majesty, Queen Clarisse...


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