Royal Rendezvous (2023) Movie Script

1
Right.
Here's you go. Number 53.
Your Chicharron dumplings
with sweet prune
dipping sauce, and your garlic
and shrimp arepas.
And for my favorite agent,
here's the special.
What's up, Dee?
The publisher called to say
the L.A. Cookbook
is selling like crazy,
and they've approved
your concept for the follow up.
- Amazing.
- But...
They want to see the first
chapter before they commit.
- Okay.
- Luckily...
The perfect one has
fallen right into our lap.
- What? Where?
- Ireland.
A family of royals read about
you and they've invited
you to come and cook for them
for a week.
Shut up. Okay... um, when?
They want you there tomorrow.
- Wait a sec, tomorrow?
- Tomorrow.
- Okay, um...
- Oh, one more thing.
On your final day there,
they've asked you
to prepare a royal banquet.
- I don't know what that is.
- Google it.
- Right. Thanks, Dee. Yeah.
- Thanks for lunch.
- Hi. What can I get you?
- Hey. Can I have...
You never been to
Ireland before?
No, first time.
But I am always up
for a new adventure.
Well,
I'm sure you'll love it here.
I mean, it's like...
I've never seen the color green
before.
I take it you've never been to
what we call a big house then?
Nothing over three bedrooms.
Well, this place has twelve.
Oh!
I wanna get a place
with my fella.
But he lives and works here, and
it can be a hard place to leave.
Hmm.
Yeah, I can see why.
- Oh, my God.
- You get used to it.
- Really?
- No.
I've got to pick up Lord Perry's
shirts from the dry cleaners.
Extra starch.
- Be all right?
- Uh-huh.
- Hello, how may I help you?
- Hi.
I made it. It's a long trip,
but I-I'm finally here.
- You are?
- Catalina.
- I'm going to need more.
- Gonzalez.
- I-I'm here to...
- Ah!
You're not the first
of Lord James's girlfriends
to show up on our doorstep,
you won't be the last.
And they usually use
the side entrance.
- Okay.
- Oh, I'm... Okay!
I'm not anybody's girlfriend.
Hold on, please.
All right. You said please,
but I'm getting
the feeling you didn't mean it.
It's you.
It's you.
Now that that's settled,
I'll be going.
- Oh, I'm not his girlfriend.
- I use the term loosely.
- What are you doing here?
- I live here.
But you said your name was Hawk.
Right, here you go.
Enjoy.
All right,
what do you got for me?
- You ready?
- Yeah.
So... this is an arepa
with sauteed jackfruit,
caramelized onion
and jalapeo awaze.
Okay, I use some of those words.
But I like the way you say them.
Mm. And this...
is my Baraka taco.
Named after the woman who taught
me how to use the ingredients.
So you have Gomen...
roasted potatoes and ayib.
A plant based cheese sauce.
Oh, my God, you're a magician.
I'm gonna need to know more
about the person
who can do this,
come for a drink with me.
- I don't think so. No.
- No?
I'm taking a break
from your type.
My type?
I don't think I'm a type.
- You're a type.
- Really?
Hmm, cute accent,
straight out of a boy band.
Ah, it's a pretty good
stereotype, actually.
Well, being named after
an animal is your third strike.
I've dated two colts and a wolf.
Hawk's a nickname.
Yeah, your...
real name is, uh...
Lord Covington, the 12th
Marquess of Cornworthy.
Yeah, look, I don't
intend to introduce myself
that way because
it's kind of a tongue twister.
And people make assumptions.
Okay, um...
So what am I really doing here?
Come inside and I'll explain.
Come on, you came all this way.
Please?
Tsk.
Only because
you said it that way.
And you should really
give your bouncer some tips.
Well...
Welcome to Ravenswood Castle.
Okay.
Nice stuff. I bet you guys
didn't build these yourself.
Is he gonna stand there
the whole time?
Oh, that's Rory.
He runs the house.
- Like a butler?
- Not like a butler.
- No.
- No, more like a house manager.
Hmm.
Could you get Cat a glass
of water, please, Rory?
- Will she be staying that long?
- Make a tequila.
We don't have tequila.
Right, what about
a whiskey then?
Thank you, Rory. Hmm?
Okay. Start talking.
I hired you because
you're an amazing chef.
Not because of what
happened between us.
This is a one night thing,
got it?
There will be no cuddling
in the morning.
- Because you won't be here.
- If that's what you want.
Don't you wanna
see me flaunt
I'm gonna give you a fake name
and an eight digit phone number.
I won't even try to call.
Don't you
Don't you wanna
Don't you
Don't you wanna see me
flaunt what I got?
In America,
we call that a hook up.
That's what we call it here,
too.
We were very clear
with each other
that night about our intentions.
Absolutely crystal.
And that's why
I made the request
through your agent.
This is a purely professional
thing. This way.
Okay, but, I didn't know that
you were the one who hiring me.
I take my job really seriously.
And I don't sleep with men
to get work.
- Don't.
- Wo...
All right, um...
As excited as
I was about this idea...
I don't think it's a good one.
I'm leaving.
Well, sorry to see you
go so soon.
Where is that adorable
apple faced man with the car?
Cillian? Cillian will be back
in a few.
Will you hear me out
in the meantime, please?
Okay, so here's what's going on.
My grandmother is coming
to visit from London this week
because property developers
have offered to buy this house.
So she's going to decide
whether to sell or not.
My father and I need to show her
that we're managing
the estate well,
and we are happy here.
Because she'd love to find
an excuse to have us
move back to London,
be closer to her.
Okay. So you have
an overbearing abuela.
I get that. What does that
have to do with me?
I want to show how we can take
what can be crusty family
traditions into the future.
To create a more modern
version of a big house.
I'd like to show them
what they've been missing
living behind the castle walls.
The real and vibrant tastes
and experiences
of the real world.
In other words, you.
And my agent explained
about the cookbook?
Yes. I think
it's a brilliant idea.
A lot of these
big houses are owned
by British families like ours.
And to the locals,
we can seem mysterious
and misunderstood,
to say the least.
And, your family is
in agreement about this?
Well...
Do they even know I'm here?
Um... I didn't want to
give them the chance
to reject the idea in advance.
But they're going to
find you as refreshing
and effervescent as I do.
Your charm doesn't work on me.
I did that one time.
That was my charm
working on you.
Your smile alone is going
to melt away their defenses.
And this is going to work.
And then you've got to
give an amazing
first chapter for your cookbook.
Do we have a deal?
I don't have to call you Lord,
do I?
- Only if it feels right.
- It doesn't.
Okay...
I'll just get this, shall I?
I'm back.
I... see that.
It seems like I will be here
for a little bit, so...
You might wanna
get used to this face.
Mm...
- Can I have a word, please?
- Yeah.
One minute.
Why would you hire some young
woman who knows nothing
about Anglo Irish traditions,
never mind royal protocols
to cook for such a big occasion.
Our home is on the line,
our lives here, my job.
Look, you need to lighten up,
don't be such a dryshite.
You need to be more of
a dryshite, James.
You're supposed to be
showing off your maturity
and your good judgment
this week.
And your first move is to
hire some American
with her ponytail, her-her-her,
her denim jacket. Come on.
Yeah, well, hopefully,
she'll stir things up a bit.
We won't be bored to tears
this week.
We don't need anybody
stirring the pot.
We need a nice still pot of
a warm, comfy stew.
Like the kind
Mrs. O'Donnell makes.
- What's she gonna make of this?
- Well, I gave her the week off.
- You did the job.
- Yeah.
But Finn will
be here to help out.
Right.
Well, can't wait to see
how that works out.
Thanks.
Everything okay?
- Yeah.
- No.
Rory's gonna give you a tour
of the house.
And he's gonna
show you to your room.
In the staff quarters.
No-no, I'll put her in
the Ballyknocken Suite.
That is reserved for people
above a certain title.
Oh, I competed in a beauty
pageant when I was a kid.
I was crowned
Guajillo Chili Queen.
You see?
Show the queen around.
- Right this way, Your Majesty.
- Mmm!
After you...
dryshite.
[Ror-Holy Jesus! ave
Mary and Joseph.
No... just me.
Sorry to intrude, Lord Perry,
I didn't know you were in here.
Wait a minute.
Oh, this... this,
this is Ms. Catalina Gonzalezes.
Of the East L.A. Gonzalezes.
- It is so nice to meet you.
- No, no, don't!
I am going to make sure you
and your family
have a bunch of
incredible meals this week.
And an all around great time.
'Cause it's kind of my jam.
Bringing people together
through food.
And we're done.
Okay.
Oh. You're not used to
interacting with the normals.
Who are the normals?
- And, who is this woman?
- You can call me Cat.
She'll be serving as
our head chef this week.
During mother's visit?
What about Mrs. O'Donnell?
- James sent her on holiday.
- Ah.
There's a lot
riding on this week, Rory.
I expect you will supervise
Ms. Gonzalez.
And keep Lord James in line
during mother's visit
so there are no, um...
embarrassing incidents.
Thank you, Rory. I don't know
what I'd do without you.
And this is...
obviously the kitchen.
Oh, my God.
This is my favorite
room in the house.
But I did not expect
this in a castle.
This has to be
a recent renovation, right?
I mean, a progressive
country kitchen...
with a Belfast sink.
Ah! I can work with this.
Well, if you're done fondling
the workspace, we can move on.
The one dish that is
a requirement
for the royal banquet
is a shepherd's pie.
I know the basics.
I think I can elevate it
in an interesting way.
Uh... i-i-it's not meant
to be interesting.
It's meant to be
a shepherd's pie.
The recipe is in here.
- Anyone can follow a recipe.
- Including you.
I... like to be creative.
I think of myself as an artist.
But you're here to do a job.
- Like a butler?
- Like a cook.
But we already have a chef.
I heard the interloper
had arrived.
Oh. I'm the interloper?
This is Finn,
the house sous chef.
Who wants to be head chef.
Got it.
She'd only be here the week,
really.
Let's see.
This way.
Oh, everyone's
just so happy here.
We have two days to prepare
before The Duchess arrives.
Now, you can shop for what you
need at the farmer's market
and we'll have afternoon tea
upon the lady's arrival.
Do you know what that entails?
- No. But I'm a quick study.
- Well, good.
I'm gonna have to
teach you everything.
James can be a bit unfocused
when it comes to follow through.
Hey. We can get
through this without killing
each other, right?
- I'll keep the knives locked up.
- Wow.
Your sense of humor is really
the just add water type, huh?
The Duchess is a stickler
for tradition.
And can be hard to please.
Plus, she is English.
So, double that.
I've dealt with difficult
customers before.
Following the afternoon tea
on day one,
day two will include
an Irish breakfast
before a day of leisure.
Day three, light hors d'oeuvres
in the ballroom, accompanied
by a string quartet.
Just a few guests, and
a bit of fun for The Duchess.
Day four, the royal banquet,
also in the ballroom.
The Ballyknocken Suite.
Is this where people with fancy
titles do their ballyknocken?
Come on. Fess up.
Isn't part of the fun
of working at a place
like this getting a peek
behind the curtain?
Absolutely not.
A bed like this
does make you feel powerful.
You know?
Like you can do anything.
We don't do that here.
Oh, but you can't tell the
Guajillo Chili Queen what to do.
Come on. I order you
to try it.
I...
No!
Please. The bed has just
been made.
The springs are 1,000 years old.
Please stop.
- Come on.
- Come on.
- Please.
- Ooh! Ooh!
People are going to think
we're doing it.
Come on, it's harmless.
- Immature.
- Innocent fun!
You are missing out
on the freedom of being royal.
- Or a kid.
- Of which we are neither.
So...
There it is. A smile.
I guess you do remember joy.
Your childhood wasn't
miserable after all.
Hey, what did I say?
I'm so sorry, Lord Perry.
I wasn't expecting her, I would
have been out here had I known.
- But...
- But what, Cillian?
But nothing, M'lady.
I decided to come a bit early.
I hope I'm not intruding.
But how could I be?
Since The Duke and I are the
rightful owners of this place.
Perhaps you could
straighten it out a smidge.
Yes, Ma'am.
Hello, mummy.
Dear boy.
You look thin.
Our doors will, of course,
open to you anytime.
But I can guess the real reason
you chose to surprise us...
Because I wanted to see you
and James, why else?
You're hoping to catch us
mishandling the estates?
So you can force us back
to England to move in with you.
Would that be such
an awful thing?
Your wife has been gone
a year now.
I worry about you boys
all on your own.
We're fine. Besides...
not sure how father would feel
about us all under one roof.
Sends his regrets.
Polo match. I'll never
understand the boys
and their sticks.
As far as you and James go,
I can't force you
to do anything.
No, you're much too manipulative
and conniving for that.
Don't you forget it. You're a
chip off this old block.
This doesn't mean
you're off the hook
for your recent
scandalous behavior.
We're going to discuss it
at some point.
Of course we are.
I've already talked to James
about it. And so you know...
the house is running
like a clock.
I'm sure you're most likely
responsible for that.
- How are you, Rory?
- Very well, Lady Edwina.
And who is this exotic creature?
That's racist adjacent?
- I'm Cat.
- Ms. Catalina Gonzalez.
No title.
It's real...
You're joking.
Down you go, down you go.
- Down you go.
- Hello. Okay.
It's a pleasure.
It's really good
for the quads, huh?
I didn't invent the peerage
system, but what can I say?
- I don't mind being bowed to.
- Yeah, it must be nice.
You have to be born to it, dear.
Luck of the draw, huh?
Ms. Gonzalez will be serving
as the house chef this week.
Ah!
Luck of the draw!
Actually, a lot of hard work
and talent.
We'll be the judge of that.
And I'm planning on
impressing you.
Well, that's the hope.
Some fresh energy.
And we have Mrs. O'Donnell's
recipes to hand, of course.
I won't miss that battle axe.
After she had the nerve
to flirt with my husband,
she's lucky she's not in the
garden pushing up daisies.
Right. Lady Edwina.
Thank you, dear boy.
- How are you?
- Well!
Right, look, I know
everything's in bits here,
but we've gotta give it a lash
jack, right?
I need yous to up to 90.
And there needs to be no
messin' around. All right?
No-no givin' out or I'm gonna
eat the head off yous, right?
What is wrong with him?
He gets more Irish
when he's stressing out.
Yeah, is he yelling
at us or giving us a pep talk?
- Both.
- Oh.
We have less than
two hours to put together
an afternoon tea
fit for The Duchess.
Now, I'll take care
of the tablecloths
the silver and the China,
you two,
put together a selection of
teas, and a couple of...
three tiered stands.
Sandwiches and...
petit fours on the bottom.
You've got scones,
I-Irish soda bread,
jam and cheese,
and clotted cream
and-and gooseberries, and...
A-a-and-and the lighter...
delicate pastries on top.
- Right? Okay.
- Got it.
I'm just gonna Google
a couple of things.
- Google?
- Mm-hm.
Yeah, you ever heard of it?
We'll pair the jasmine tea
with fig scones and a raspberry
preserve, the hibiscus
tea with a green apple tart.
Alongside cucumber,
egg and cress sandwiches.
I've plenty of
recipes at the ready...
unfortunately,
they are all in my head.
Fine. You're in charge.
Work me honey
With me baby
Are you tired?
Wow.
Everyone hard at work, I see.
Someone hard at play, as usual.
Yeah, as usual.
Watch out da da da da...
Uh...
so this is what Lords do?
You guys, just come
and check on the help?
No, that's not the way it is.
When was the last time
you were down here?
Well, I've actually come to
see if you three
would like to
come to afternoon tea.
Oh, I-I-I don't think so.
No. It doesn't matter if you're
wearing half the food.
You'll still be the most
stunning person there.
She doesn't have
anything proper to wear.
Define proper.
Well, a party dress...
and a fascinator
should do the trick, I'd say.
What does a fascinator
fasten to?
- Some part of you.
- Hmm.
Anyway, there's a dressing room.
Has my mother's old
clothes in it.
You should be able to find
something suitable in there.
Could you help her out,
Rory, please?
Thanks, guys.
He still never beaten me.
Yeah
They all belong to, uh,
[CatLord Perry's wife? es!
Lady Isabelle.
How about...
this one?
She was wearing that
the first time we met.
I was ten.
She did a lot of charity
work with kids and she
came to visit the children's
home where I lived.
You grew up
in a children's home?
I-I should've never
brought up your childhood.
I am so sorry.
On me as long as I can remember.
So there wasn't a lot
of joy growing up.
But that day Lady Isabelle
came to visit St. Paul's,
that was one of those days.
She showered us with kindness.
And that's when I became
spell bound by these
aristocratic families
who live in the big houses.
I wanted to get behind
those walls.
Be one of them.
That dress is a good choice.
And a fascinator...
fastens to your head.
Oh! So a hat?
It's good.
I don't know,
this one's kind of tame.
I think we can do better.
Taken just a little
taken just a little...
It clashes with the dress.
Taken just a little...
- I forbid it.
- Then this is clearly the one.
- Come on.
- No!
Yes.
Nice dress.
What...
What are you doing?
I'm taking photos.
For my cookbook.
What, James didn't tell you?
Oh, okay, well...
I-I obviously I would
never publish anything
without the family's
permission, I just...
haven't gotten around
to asking for it yet, so...
Can you keep it to yourself
for now?
For now.
Well, isn't this getting
interesting?
- The pastries look amazing.
- Of course they do.
Mrs. O'Donnell has been
taking credit
for my work
for well over a year.
Now they've hired the new,
younger, wind up and go version.
Finn, I am only here for a week,
so whatever frustration you
have over your work situation
has nothing to do with me.
Okay. Let's go over some
basic afternoon tea etiquette.
Each place setting has
a tea cup sauce or teaspoon
plate, napkin,
utensils and a place card.
A protocol suggests that
each person spend the first half
of the tea talking
with the person to their left.
- Okay. Who is Mr. McGahey?
- That is me.
And the second half of the
party talking
to the person on their...
Right! Which is...
Oh, it's me.
- Great.
- Shall we?
Yes...
Let's.
Hold the tea cup by the handle,
never by the bowl.
Stir up and down with
your spoon, not in circles.
Oh, and uh, be sure
to keep your pinky out.
Oh, and spin around and hop
on one foot at the same time.
- This is serious.
- Is it?
- To who?
- To your family.
You may not care about these
traditions,
but the people you love do.
Okay, maybe this was a bad idea.
I don't really feel I'm up to...
No, don't let
Rory stress you out.
He takes things too seriously.
James doesn't take things
seriously enough.
I'd say date with Rory is a
bit like a trip
to the headmaster's office.
And a date with James must feel
like minding a toddler.
Oh, lucky for us,
none of us are on a date.
Rory.
Oh, uh, I invited Cat and Rory.
That's not the usual
way things are done.
Especially with mum here.
Is that Isabelle's?
- We should go.
- Yeah.
It's fine, Rory.
Stay.
Thank you, Lord Perry.
I imagine you're pretty pleased
that Rory's here.
Considering he's the son
you wish you had, right?
Incorrect.
But at least he showed
some respect
for our traditions
and lifestyle.
The things you take great
pleasure in thumbing
your nose at, but of which
you still enjoy the spoils.
Sit, please.
This looks surprisingly good.
Well, Finn did most of it.
- Oh. Well done, Finn.
- Thank you, M'lady.
Hmm!
Ooh!
I love this.
Is it...
Oh!
Oh, dear!
This one. Yes.
Thank you, Rory.
Thank you.
You haven't touched your tea.
Mmm, mmm!
Well... I've never seen
that technique before.
Come on, Grams,
I love you to death
but you're being
a bit of a shrew.
I don't mind that you've
developed a certain
irreverent look at society.
But I did not teach you
to be disrespectful,
or to forget who you are,
and who butters your bread.
It's obvious you need
more discipline and guidance
than your father has been
giving you.
All of your gallivanting
across America has been nothing
more than a sea to shining sea
tour of dimwitted socialites.
Your escapades plastered across
every gossip site imaginable.
You've embarrassed your father.
Your grandfather, and me.
Maybe you're embarrassed because
you wasted your life
in a castle.
Perhaps you've forgotten
your place, my boy.
Well, I mean, you're right,
I don't know where my place is.
I do intend to find it.
I want to find adventure
and purpose.
Just like Cat has.
Hmm?
As you're such an inspiration...
why don't you tell us
something about yourself?
Whereabouts in the States
are you and your family from?
Uh, California. But,
my-my grandparents
actually came from Columbia.
Much like you guys, really.
Um, the Gonzalezes
go back generations there.
And we are also
a tight knit family,
you know, with a lot of us
under one roof, so...
Hmm! That sounds rather lovely.
It gets really claustrophobic.
Like everybody's just...
in each other's business, and...
It's really kinda what inspired
my food truck and my traveling.
Because, uh, huh!
You know, you just kind
of want to escape sometimes.
You want to escape your family?
Oh, no. No, no,
I don't mean it like that.
I love them.
I just, they're...
You know, be a little
bit annoying.
Hmm.
You never mentioned your father.
Yeah, um, he is the
one person who did leave.
He's a used car salesman.
What is a used car?
Uh... Well, he's-he's...
charismatic,
um, larger than life.
People say that he can get
any guy to buy a lemon
and any lady out of her pants.
He was like the Jorge Clooney
of Boyle Heights.
I guess I'm a bit like my dad
in that way, just...
rolling stone, in my work,
in my relationships.
Just keep moving.
589 is my password to
like, all of my devices...
so...
Um... so-so, no, I-I haven't,
I haven't talked to my dad...
in a long time.
But, um, he-he did teach me
how to rebuild a carburetor.
So...
That's super cool.
Well, I for one think, following
your bliss is a good thing.
In fact, it's something I think
that me and Cat have in common.
Sounds like you and she know
quite a lot about each other.
Oh, yeah.
We have shared certain things.
U-uh...
Uh, James and I...
James was just a customer.
A-at my food truck. You know,
he really liked my taco.
Yes, that's, uh,
that's quite enough.
It's clear you met my
son's alter ego
in America, but here, he should
be addressed as Lord James.
Lord James.
Yeah, yeah, uh, hmm.
Is... um...
Uh, it's just like all that
formality really necessary?
I mean, pinky in,
pinky out, we're all
just... people.
Right? And honestly, beneath all
the flowery talk, it seems like
you guys have the same
problems as most families.
And, calling your son Lord James
might be kind of weird
'cause I've seen him naked.
Look, I'm sorry,
when I get nervous,
I talk more, I-I lose my filter.
No, no, no,
you were acting a maggot.
Yeah, yeah,
I was a total maggot.
Can I-can I make this
right somehow?
Can I go and apologize
to The Duchess?
God, no!
No, just leave it alone.
Am I fired?
James wouldn't let me
do that, so no.
James and I, we never dated
or anything.
That's none of my business.
Look, we just need
to get through the next few days
and then we can all move on.
By the sounds of it,
you are a lot like James.
You both move on quickly.
Meet me here at 7:00 a.m.
tomorrow, and dress warm.
We've to get to the
farmer's market and back
to make a traditional
Irish breakfast.
Yes. I got it.
And I hope you're more prepared
for the ball and banquet.
Things here are a disaster.
Book unlikely.
These folks are uptight snobs.
And Her Majesty Mum...
has a real stick...
up her bum.
So, fresh start... new day.
Thank God, because
this market is a chef's dream.
Everything is locally sourced.
The fruit and veg is grown
on nearby land.
The animals are raised
on family farms.
The fish is caught
in the surrounding waters.
Most of the farmers are second
third, fourth generation.
They come here to feed
the community.
Hmm. Can we
check out that stand?
The Kerrigans have been
raising livestock
as long as anyone can remember.
Um, can I have two
of those, please?
- Mrs. Kerrigan?
- Yes.
- Thanks.
- Thank you.
Uh, this one...
The Rileys treat their chickens
like their children.
Hennifer Lopez
eats better than I do.
- Well, Noel, how's it going?
- Uh, sucking diesel.
Though business has been slow.
Town's been going through a bit
of a rough patch.
You haven't noticed?
Things are busy up at the house.
You know, the Duchess visit...
Quite a handful, that one.
Hmm, you don't
know the half of it.
Um, can I get a dozen eggs,
please?
Ah, don't bother at all.
- Cheers, Noel.
- Have a good one.
Oh, my God, look at that cheese.
- I need all of it.
- Hey, not that one.
T-there are other vendors
sell cheese, so we...
Okay, but hers looks amazing.
Yeah, but her, um...
T-t-the, her...
The goats are mean.
- And it's bitter-bitter...
- They're-they're mean?
- Bitter aftertaste. Mm.
- You're a weirdo, come on.
Hi.
Rory!
Rory McGahey,
as I live and breathe.
Haven't laid eyes on ya
in yonks, what's the craic?
- Divil a bit? How are you?
- Hmm!
Hmm, you know, just... out here
with the working people.
Trying to get by.
While you're holed up in your
tower like Rapunzel.
That's my job, Saoirse.
Are you guys friends?
We used to be.
- We grew up together.
- At St. Paul's.
Who would've thought our Rory
would end up
living in a castle one day?
And forget
all his oldest friends.
- I haven't forgotten.
- You missed my last birthday.
No, sorry, my last
three birthdays.
Okay, uh... I...
We had to come over
'cause your cheese looks
incredible.
- Can I try some?
- Yes, of course you can.
That's a, a goat's cheese made
in a lactic style with a boost
from vegetable rennet,
coated in a vegetable ash.
That melts in your mouth.
Can I try this one?
Yes, that's a, a washed
curd goat gouda
with nutty and floral notes.
It's, like, unlike
anything I've had before.
That's the aim, yeah.
We're a small operation,
but we try
to make the best product we can.
It has been more of a challenge
this year, though.
All of the vendors
are struggling.
But we have faith,
we'll be okay because
we know we're all
in it together.
We know we can rely on
one another.
Well, most of us can.
It's not fair.
Okay, wait.
So, let's do...
a cheese based grazing platter
at the house tomorrow.
We'll buy everything you have.
And you can come and help
set up the platters.
- Are you serious?
- Yeah, absolutely.
Ah, it's not exactly the
hors d'oeuvres we promised.
That is him
emphatically agreeing.
Yeah, he's bursting
with excitement on the inside.
All right,
we'll see you tomorrow.
Yes, you will.
- Bye.
- Bye.
I hope she likes goat gouda.
Whatever that is.
No, way.
Cillian's boyfriend is Finn?
But Cillian's like an
angel on earth, and Finn...
He's a decent guy in the end.
Maybe a little
threatened by you.
I don't get love, I guess.
That's why I prefer to be
in a relationship of one.
At least I'm the devil I know.
You certainly are.
So, what do you think
it is between those two?
They're two puzzle
pieces that fit together.
More than the sum of their
parts, you know?
Hmm. That's how I feel
when I'm creating a new dish.
There's more to life
than food, you know?
- Like?
- Family, love, home.
Those two are each other's home.
I don't think
I've ever experienced
anything like that before.
Okay. This should be the
Irish breakfast you're used to.
- But, um, with a few twists.
- Hmm.
Thank you, Rory.
Mmm!
- Beans are quite good.
- Mmm!
Mmm!
So good.
And the black pudding
is excellent.
- Hmm, mmm.
- Thank you.
So, I'm going into town tomorrow
to talk to the developer
about the house.
- Should I go with you?
- No need.
We should talk about it
before you go, then.
There's nothing to talk
about yet.
You'd, uh, it seems
like such a shame...
to let this beautiful house
get turned into, like,
a fancy hotel or condos that
nobody could really
afford anyway.
You know what I mean?
Okay.
Oh, wow, that smells delightful.
Oh, okay.
Oh, my God.
You've done it again.
Did you sleep well?
Um, yes.
Thank you, Lord James.
What're you doing
after breakfast?
Oh, I'm working on recipes
for the banquet.
No, you got less time for that.
You should have
some time off, right?
I don't really do time off.
Really? Well, you should.
You know, today.
With me.
Well, what would we do?
Um, archery?
Croquet?
Maybe a walk through
the gardens, I don't know.
I have some spare time.
Maybe I could join you.
Yeah, I'd-I'd love that,
mate, but...
we have maintenance workers
arriving today, don't we?
We thought Grams is arriving
this afternoon, so we...
I'm really sorry.
Excuse me.
Seriously...
insane, this sausage.
- Hmm.
- Thanks.
Okay, so what
am I supposed to do?
You hit the ball
through the hoop.
Why?
Well, because that's the point
of the game.
Smartass!
Okay. So, I'm trying to
hit the bullseye, yeah?
Yes, it is correct.
- Why?
- Because it's fun.
If you say so.
Before you ask, the reason you
walk through the gardens
is to walk through the gardens.
There is no point.
The goal is just to take in
the beauty around you.
What, no witty comeback?
Do you have something stuck
in your throat?
Oh, my God! I'm just doing
what you said.
Oh, good.
Well, little bit less fun
when you do it like that.
And quite a bit more dangerous.
Right. Yeah.
- Oh, that was fun. Wow!
- Mm!
Is this what you royals
do all day?
Yeah, I mean, sometimes.
What do you do to relax?
I don't.
Kidding. I cook.
- But, that's your work.
- It's my everything.
It really is beautiful out here.
It certainly is.
And, up and up.
Yeah, get it up. Okay.
Loosen your grip.
- Loosen.
- Yes.
There we go.
Now you have to trust me.
Come on back.
And aim.
Aim.
And... down.
Release.
Wow!
So, like, what is the deal
with you and your family?
Oh! We don't see eye-to-eye
on very much.
Um, both my father's
and grandmother's lives
have always centered around
being a Covington.
Very hard for them to understand
wanting a life outside of that.
That was more exhilarating
than I thought.
Thank you.
I've had worse reviews.
What would I find
if I googled you?
Uh, ha-ha.
I don't know.
Few photos taken out of
context...
and a few cheeky headlines,
probably.
"The Untoward Lord."
- That was good one.
- Yeah.
Uh, "Marquess in Undress."
- Nice.
- Yeah.
"James and the giant peach."
Didn't really get that one.
- Wow!
- Yeah.
But, you know, womanizing...
well, if you wanna call it...
are too wildly exaggerated.
Somewhat exaggerated.
I know, who am I to complain?
But, I do feel like
I get boxed into being
this one thing, this...
spoiled, bad-boy royal.
That's not the totality of
who I am.
Well, you can't let other people
tell you who you are.
You decide who you want to be
and be it.
- What, just like you have?
- Mm.
I'm not sure I've ever met
anyone as driven as you.
Well, I'm not sure I've ever met
anybody as carefree.
James?
Coming!
- Ah! I'll get it.
- Oh!
- No, no, no. Oh, my God!
- Sorry. Sorry.
I didn't see, sorry,
I didn't see anything.
- I said coming!
- You said come in.
- Coming. I said...
- You said, come in.
- Come in. You said, come in.
- Coming. Coming.
- It was in.
- Anyway, that's okay. Um...
What do you need?
Um...
Ah... Carburetor, you...
The cars, you said you're good
with cars and the like?
- I am, yeah.
- I, um, I need help.
- Yeah? Great.
- I need your help on something.
I'll be right there.
Can you just...
- Thank you. I'll be right there.
- Whenever you are naked.
Whenever you're ready.
Um...
I don't see anything wrong
with the car.
Yeah, I know.
- Then, what am I doing here?
- I want you to...
you know, unspark the plug, or
put the oil in the carburetor...
just-just banjax it.
The family is barely
tolerating me as it is,
and now you want me to sabotage
The Duchess's car?
Lady Edwina is insisting
on driving into town tomorrow,
as you've seen, she shouldn't be
allowed anywhere near the car.
Nobody has the nerve to tell her
she can't drive.
So, we're going to perform a
service for the public-at-large.
Oh, the public-at-large?
Or you?
So, you don't want The Duchess
to meet the developers,
so now you're committing
a crime.
I would never do that.
That's why you're here.
Okay.
Pass me the socket wrench.
- Oh, my God! Jesus!
- Yeah.
Okay.
Loosey, loosey.
- Looks important.
- Yeah.
It's kind of the point. Okay.
Okay.
There's no going back
after this.
No one will know.
God!
Oh, ravish me, Duke.
It's too risky, My Lord.
What if someone spots us?
Then, let them. I can't
stand to be away from you
for a moment longer,
I'd rather die.
But, our families are
mortal enemies.
We could be stripped
of our titles.
Then, I don't want to be Lord
Finneas, the Sultan of Shagging.
Who's there?
And...
Yeah, that's how that works.
All right, so just like
a tractor really.
Ah, yeah, yeah.
Pretty much, kind of, yeah.
Oh, damn! You guys.
You know, I thought I was
rocking that fascinator earlier,
but you are showing me up.
Role-play is a healthy way to
spice up a relationship.
Oh, I'm not judging.
I used to date a guy
who liked to play
"Blue Man Group."
- That's weird.
- Yep.
Wait.
Did you two pilfer
Lord Perry's closet?
- That's for sure his tie.
- O-of course not.
That would be a
fireable offense.
Yeah.
And what are you two doing out
here this late at night, huh?
- Uh...
- Uh, well, um...
Well, I noticed that The
Duchess's car had oil leaking,
and so I was just wanted to make
sure that it was good.
- Very good.
- Yeah, and Rory is, um...
- Helping.
- Yeah, helping.
Oh! With-with his face?
You should probably clean
yourselves up a bit.
I might know the perfect way.
Okay, isn't this also
a fireable offense?
- Probably.
- Definitely.
If anyone snitches,
I was never here.
Got it.
Let's go, let's go, let's go.
Come on. Come on.
Come on. Come on.
- Oh, thorn! Ahh!
- Oye!
Get in, get in, get in, get in.
Ooh!
It's hot.
So, how does it feel
breaking the rules?
It's pretty hot.
Oh, my God,
there is that smile again.
- Okay,
- All right.
I'm just saying it suits you.
You should do it more often.
I love you.
Oh, come on.
Ooh!
No! Oh!
Rory!
- I told you...
- You!
No, no, don't, stop, stop.
Oh!
Good day, Lord Perry.
Are you going on a stroll?
The gardens are magnificent.
Uh, yes, I-I'm aware.
Thank you.
Um, is-is,
is The Duchess joining you?
Uh, well, her car wouldn't
start this morning.
So, Cillian drove her into town.
Ah.
What, may I ask, are you doing?
Oh, I-I'm waiting for
a special delivery.
In fact, uh, here it is.
- Hi, welcome.
- Hi.
- Welcome!
- Thank you.
I've never seen this place
up close and personal.
It certainly doesn't disappoint.
As far as most of us in town
are concerned,
there could be mythical
beasts living here.
Or Harry Potter.
I assure you there are not.
Beasts. Nor boy magicians.
I'm Lord Perry.
I know, of you.
Hiya. God, that is not proper,
is it?
Um, it's, it's a pleasure
to meet, Your Acquaintance.
No need for all that.
We're not formal around here.
I'm Saoirse.
Saoirse.
What is happening?
Uh, do you need me to, um...
help you carry things inside?
If you don't mind.
I'm just as capable as the next
man carrying things.
You are afraid of me
I can see it in your eyes
You want this sweet mystery
And I think it's...
Okay. I, I think
we have it from here. Right?
Thank you so much for helping.
Well, excellent.
As you, as you were.
Um... w-w-will we be seeing you
later at the...
ahem, at the-the-the ball?
Both of you are welcome, a-and
Rory to attend, of course.
There's-there's a ball?
Oh, it's nothing really,
an excuse to dress up.
Oh, my God!
Actually, yes, I mean,
I actually inherited a bunch
of really gorgeous ball gowns
from my Aunt Groeneine,
I don't actually have anywhere
to wear them,
so sometimes I put one on
when I'm vacuuming.
It's, it's a whole thing.
Well, do you have an extra
vacuuming-gown for me?
Yes, I do.
Great. So, we-we'll be there.
Wonderful.
- Your sausage.
- Thank you. Yes. Thank you.
That boy was tripping
over his tongue.
I mean, he's already bad
with words, but that was...
But he's cute, don't you think?
You know what?
I think doesn't really matter.
Yeah, that's because
you've been too busy...
being sweet on Rory,
haven't you?
I could see it clear as day
at the market.
Rory and I haven't seen
an awful lot of each other
over a last couple of years,
but he's a good man.
He always has been.
He's always been kind of
like a big brother to me.
Loyal, protective.
I can see that.
Most women would probably
go in for Lord James.
Sexy, charming, fun,
or so I've read.
What?
There might be a little
something brewing there too.
Well, look at you.
You are in quite
the predicament, aren't you?
I know. What am I gonna do?
It's not my problem.
You made my cheese
look really good.
Well, you're making
that dress look really good.
Oh. You know who else
might think so?
I'm so glad you could stay.
I can't say that I've spent
many afternoons like this.
Or any afternoons at all,
in fact.
Guess I feel a bit out of place.
You don't look it.
Um, but I, I understand
how you feel, um...
Well, sometimes
when I go into town, I...
feel like some sort of
strange creature
who doesn't fit in.
I-I realize now...
I should've been making more of
an effort with the townspeople
to mix in, because clearly...
I've been missing out.
Would you, would you like a go?
You know what?
I'd love to.
How was your evening?
- Uneventful. Mm.
- Really?
We've been friends
a long time, right?
Almost like brothers, really.
I just hate to see anything
get in the way of that.
I can't see what would.
Okay.
Wow!
- Do you wanna dance?
- Sure.
- Really? With me?
- Yeah? I guess.
- Great. I'll teach you.
- All right.
One... Uh-hum...
- There, you got it.
- Here goes.
- Oh, you are good. Wow!
- Oh. I can follow.
This will be like the first date
we never had. Mm?
Mm.
Oh!
Except your grandma's here.
I see you've started without me.
Seems like new people are
popping up all over the place.
Since James started this trend
of bringing others,
I thought I'd do the same.
Cillian was game
from the get-go.
But Finn was harder to convince.
But, ultimately,
who can say no to me?
Evidently, no one, Ma'am.
You lost step.
Let's do a twirl.
You don't mind, do you, dear?
Uh-hm.
So, do you approve of my take
on hor d'oeuvres?
Breaking the rules suits you.
I couldn't have done it
without Saoirse.
I know that things are
complicated,
but you should really
reach out to her.
- I don't think she wants that.
- Mm. I think she misses you.
Like a lot.
And a friend like that
is pretty rare.
Are you going to leave some
for anybody else?
That what it's there for.
Walk away from the cheese board.
Come dance with me.
What?
You all ready for
tomorrow, big banquet?
Oh, I think so.
I am working on some
recipes tonight.
If you wanna come be
my taste tester?
Oh, am I qualified for that?
Loving to eat food
is the only qualification.
- Oh, is that?
- Yes.
Oh.
- May I?
- I'd be delighted.
- Well, this is a disaster.
- Okay.
Thank you.
Well, your chef friend has
really turned things around,
hasn't she?
I will admit,
she's rather impressive.
And she's not
afraid of me, so...
she has that going for her.
If you want to be with her,
Rory, you need to take a chance.
Okay, so...
I know that I promised
authentic Colombian recipes,
but the Irish don't really have
all the ingredients I needed.
- So, we did our best.
- Okay.
Um, but I have been making these
since I was a kid.
My abuela taught me, like,
before I could read.
So, they should be pretty good.
First one is...
Sobrebarriga en salsa criolla.
- This is sancocho. Arepas.
- Right.
It translates to chicken soup.
My uncle had an arepa factory
in Medellin.
But I promise you that does not
do it justice.
And all of us kids learned
how to make 'em.
Oh! Oof!
And chorizo and potato empanadas
with an aji picante.
And I just chose one of this,
right?
Yes. Take a little bit of this,
put it on that.
- Do what you will. Yeah.
- Okay.
Go for it.
Well, actually, I...
Actually I wouldn't.
What? Why?
That's spicy, and,
and you're Irish.
That's fair.
Wow!
Well, all I know is,
if I had a family
who loved me enough to teach me
how to do that,
I would do whatever it takes
to make it right.
And the same for your father.
There's only one person
in the world with that title.
Yeah, you are right.
I will work on it,
when I get back home.
Right.
Home.
Just so good
I found this...
Sorry to interrupt.
I, ah...
just came down for a snack.
Well, then, you came
to the right place.
I would love a
second taste-tester.
Well...
I've had plenty of meat
and potatoes in my life,
but nothing quite like this.
- Milk please, Rory.
- Mm.
Don't let me interrupt
the... conversation.
What were you two talking about?
- Family.
- Family.
Ah, well, that can be
a... thorny thing to navigate.
Hm.
You fall in love,
get married, have children.
The children grow up and it...
gets harder and...
your wife passes away...
We used to, uh, we used to sneak
down here and eat ice cream.
Talk until all hours.
That's really lovely.
Isabelle's passing might've
been the start of the...
rift between James and me.
We both dealt with her death
in different ways.
I tried to hold him
too close and...
he just wanted to run away...
and just kept running.
Well...
you should extend
an olive branch.
Usually how it goes from there.
If everyone bends a little,
there's usually a way to fix it.
I hope so.
It would break Isabelle's heart
to see us like this.
We all miss her.
But I'm sure...
she would want you to see you
happy again.
You're talking about Saoirse?
Did I make a complete fool
of myself today?
- Not at all.
- No.
- It was very cute. Yeah.
- I think she likes ya.
Oh, actually...
I wouldn't actually...
- What...
- I don't know I would do that.
- It's... It's not for us.
- No, no, no.
- No.
- What's going on in here?
I could hear you upstairs. Oh!
Can an old lady have some food?
Of course.
I am thinking of using
some of these flavor profiles
for my take on
shepherd's pie tomorrow.
Mm. I could see
how that might work.
Oh, I just do...
Okay, that was a lot.
Um...
I really hope you don't take
this the wrong way,
but you are one tough broad.
How could I possibly
take that the wrong way?
I get my constitution
from my mother.
She was a countess, but she was
also a nurse during the war.
She could make one hell of
a shepherd's pie.
I would've been honored
to cook with your mom.
And if you still
remember her recipe,
we can totally make
one hers for tomorrow.
I appreciate that you've
tried to honor
our traditions
while making things your own.
I look forward to seeing
what you do tomorrow.
Be yourself.
Let's see what you've got.
Yes, Ma'am.
And thank you.
It-it really means a lot.
I mean, food has always
been the thing that unites
all the people
in my life for me.
It's what I try to do...
with my food truck
and my cookbook and...
The, uh, actually...
speaking of, um...
I actually wanted to ask you
guys something.
I would love your permission
to include you and...
Sorry, guys.
Am I interrupting?
Oh, no, it was actually
perfect timing.
I was just telling them
the thing we talked about.
Oh, that, um...
I just really don't think
it's the appropriate time
for that actually.
Why not?
Um... can-can I speak to you
alone, Cat, please?
We're actually in the middle
of something.
Oh, really? Are you?
Oh, I'm-I'm really sorry.
I'm just gonna have to
pull rank actually,
because I am the one
who hired Cat and you.
So...
Cat, come on.
I And pulling rank like that? ut
I don't takReally? s from you.
I'm really sorry.
I-I was completely flustered.
Okay. So, what's so important?
Can we just go someplace
that's isn't here?
Just give me a few minutes,
please.
Ooh, it's the Untoward Lord!
I've got your giant peach
right here, James.
And I thought the townspeople
and the royals had like
an uneasy vibe,
but, um, you seem popular.
Yeah. They read
too many tabloids.
The only person I care about
right now... that's you.
Come on. Let's go.
All right.
What's up?
Okay. Um...
So, I saw you and Rory
together the other night.
And, you know, just the way
you were with him
in the kitchen right now,
I mean, it's pretty obvious
to me that
I'm losing my chance here,
so it's time to just
put it all out in the line.
When we first met in L.A.,
I felt like we were in
very different places
in our lives.
But, since you've been here,
I feel like
we've made a real connection.
I think you've might have
changed me somehow.
No one thought it was possible.
But I really do.
I want more now because of you.
I mean, I agree
it's been really nice
getting to know each other
in a different way.
Come on.
It's been more than nice.
It's...
We understand each other.
Right? We...
we're the same in some way,
or at least we want
the same things.
And I have the resources
to afford us
the life of our dreams.
Travel, adventure.
Whatever, we could find
our purpose together.
That sounds wonderful.
James, I...
I-I can't.
You're gonna-you're gonna
choose him over me?
- I'm sorry.
- It's fine.
James, I...
Oh that's a great love
And a big desire
My grandson needs to grow up.
It's very disappointing.
You're the one who allowed him
to bring that woman into
this house, to create havoc
on this family.
The publicity is disappointing.
But my son is a grown man.
And I must admit, this last
week, the food, the company...
it's been more fun than we've
had here in a long time.
Cat brought a fresh,
new spirit into the house.
Spirit? But an agenda.
She's been using us,
and you and James
are too blind to see it.
Well, it's made my decision
about the house an easy one.
I'm going to sell,
and you and James
are moving back to London
with me.
Hey.
- What...
- Glad you could join us.
Okay, that is not
what it looks like.
It's taken way out of context.
A photo can't be taken
out of context.
It tells us everything
we need to know.
Is that my computer?
You left it on the
counter last night.
Password,
just keep moving-5-8-9.
There are some
interesting emails on here.
"To Dee.
Things here are a disaster.
Book unlikely.
These folks are uptight snobs,
and Her Majesty Mum
has a real stick up her bum."
You went through my emails?
My job is to protect my family.
And I needed to know
what your real agenda was,
and now I do.
You want to write a tell-all
book about us.
You seduced my grandson
in order to gain access to...
You encouraged James'
bad behavior.
Created a fissure
between him and Rory.
And now, my son is romantically
interested in a cheesemonger!
Here's what's going to happen.
You will leave this house
immediately...
and never come back.
I don't want to be with James.
That photo begs to differ.
Of course, you want James.
He is...
Lord James Covington,
12th Marquess of Cornworthy.
He gets what he wants.
He always has...
he always will.
He doesn't get to have me.
- If you'd just listen...
- Stop.
The, uh...
The royal banquet is obviously
not happening any more,
so there's no reason
for you to be here.
You're free to move on
to whatever's next.
Rory...
Go home, Cat.
If I knew
what was best for me
I probably should have
let go long ago
I'm not sure
why I still believe
A dream just out of reach
is all I know...
- Allow me, M'lady.
- Thank you, Cillian.
But I made it this far
on a broken heart
And I'm holding
Ah
'Cause love doesn't feel
worth the risk
When you can't find a way
to unclench the fist
When you break on to the way
Of all you missed remember
There'll be better days
than this
There'll be better days
There'll be better days
There'll be better days
Than this
There'll be better days
Than this
Can we stop?
- Hey. What are you doin' here?
- Hey.
Shouldn't you be getting ready
for the banquet?
It's a long story. There's
no banquet and I'm leaving.
So, I guess that was
a short story.
- No.
- Yeah.
The Duchess...
Rory...
The family...
Buh-bye.
Thank you for that recap.
That was really good.
- Are you okay?
- I will be.
Maybe I don't know.
- Did you try to apologize?
- Of course, I did.
Yeah, I mean... you don't seem
like the sort of
person who quits things.
It's too late. Like, The Duchess
has already decided
to sell the house
and they are already gone.
- Just for the weekend.
- Mm. Which gives us time.
Just-just somehow get the whole
family to forgive me?
And then convince that they
shouldn't sell the house?
And somehow get Rory to see
that we belong together?
Well, yeah.
That's insane.
Okay. Okay.
I came here to put on a banquet.
Banquets are about people,
right? So what if
instead of a royal banquet,
we do a unroyal one?
- Don't know what that is?
- That's not a thing.
Okay. Follow along.
Um, can you contact the
farmer's market vendors
and any pubs that might be
interested in joining us?
- Yeah, you bet I can.
- Good.
We're gonna put on
a bona fide feast
for the entire town,
everybody is invited.
It'll be, like, on the grounds
of the castle.
That way, we'll do a boost for
all of the vendors that we
buy from,
we feed the town for free.
And, you know, by the time
the Covingtons are back,
they won't be able to stop us.
And this way, they can see
all the people
they'd be leaving behind
if they moved.
I heard about this
big house over in Cork
where the family
still lived there,
but they let the townspeople
tour the house.
- And picnic on the grounds.
- That's kind of brilliant.
I think that's what
they should do.
I think Lord Perry
might go in for something
like that.
- I think James would too.
- Well, but...
The Duchess
is a different story.
Yeah, but they all need purpose.
And I think opening up the
house and giving them
an opportunity to help the town
that's gonna give it to them.
I think you are right.
- Yeah.
- And I will be here cooking.
- Think Finn might help?
- He'll be here.
Great.
Let's go to work! Go, go, go!
Yeah. All right.
Here you go.
Some fresh shepherd's pie.
I know.
- It's pretty good.
- It could've been worse.
We did it!
Ooh! Okay! Moment of truth.
- The regals have landed.
- Ah!
I'm going to reason with 'em.
Present a logical argument.
Appeal to his moral conscience.
Why, Jean!
Yes! Did you like that?
Hi, Perry.
Saoirse?
Remember when you said
that you wished...
you felt like you were more
a part of the community?
Well, you got your wish.
'Cause we've brought
the community to you.
What's the meaning of this?
What on earth is going on here?
I am not going to curtsy,
because I'd like to speak
as equals.
Woman to woman.
We are putting on
an unroyal banquet.
What gave you the audacity
to think you could do this?
You did.
I thought, what would
The Duchess do?
I was never planning on
writing a tell-all book.
I was hoping to include you
and your family in a cookbook.
I would obviously never publish
anything without your approval.
And it's just a draft.
But, um...
this is what I wanted to ask
permission for.
And, well, I have a idea
about what you could do
with the house.
Selling it is one way to go.
My way, usually the only way.
Good point.
But, counterpoint...
Counterpoint?
Another option...
could be to open it up
to the public.
You know, for picnics or tours.
Like...
Just look around.
Just take it in.
The energy, the joy, the people.
I mean, it could be like this
every weekend.
The estate would,
of course, still be yours.
But it could also function
as a meeting place, like,
a town square of sorts.
I mean, you could even run
a cooking school out of it.
And-and Finn could be
in charge of it,
and then you could have
an unroyal banquet every week.
Use the resources that your
birthright gave you...
to feed the town.
Oh!
That sounds...
ambitious.
I like it.
You both think this is
what we should do?
- We do.
- Yeah.
Okay! Let's celebrate.
In my family, we hug.
- Uh, baby steps, dear.
- Okay.
My only goal with the house
was always to be closer
to the two of you.
Perhaps I could stay here
for a portion of the year.
It certainly is big enough
for all of us.
Is it, though?
Perhaps, we need another wing.
No, I don't think so.
I think I'm actually
going to move out.
Maybe it's time for me to
figure out where my life is
without my title...
or even your money.
I don't know what
it's going to look like,
but I'm excited to find out.
Oh. I don't know
when this monarchy
turned into a democracy, but...
So be it.
- Thought I told you to go home.
- Hmm.
Since when do I do anything
you tell me to do?
Hm. Does that ever change?
I can work on it.
- So, where're you off to next?
- Oh, well...
The plan was to hit a couple
of more countries,
and... back to California.
You know, I'm really glad
you get to keep your job...
your home.
My home is wherever you are.
Good.
Jeez! They are really going
for it, aren't they?
- Who's hungry?
- Yeah... Yes.
Yeah, let's go inside.
Oh oh oh oh I see
My fure in your eyes
For the rest of our lives
Yeah
I want to share the moment
with you whoa oh oh
I see my future in your eyes
For the rest of our lives
I want to share the moment
with you whoa oh oh
Share the moment with you