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Mia Thermopolis has just found out that she is the heir apparent to the throne of Genovia. With her friends Lilly and Michael Moscovitz in tow, she tries to navigate through the rest of her 16th year.
Eduard Christoff Philippe GÈrard Renaldi, Prince of Genovia: Courage is not the absence of fear, but rather the judgment that something is more important than fear. The brave may not live forever, but the cautious do not live at all.
Michael: Why me? Mia: Because you saw me when I was invisible.
[running to catch up Mia and Michael] Lilly: [screaming] WAIT FOR ME, WAIT FOR ME! [Two others teenagers stop, and look at her] Lilly: Wait, wait. No, not you - I don't even know you!
Joe: I have never put on pantihose before, but it sounds dangerous.
Joe: This is between a waltz and a tango. Mia: It's a wango?
Queen Clarisse Renaldi: Amelia, you look so... young. Mia: Thank you. And you look so... [long pause] Mia: ... clean.
Queen Clarisse Renaldi: Helen, if Amelia refuses to accept the throne, then Genovia will cease to exist as we know it. Helen Thermopolis: So the future of your country is in the hands my 15-year-old?
Queen Clarisse Renaldi: Where is she going? Helen Thermopolis: The tower. [getting up from the table and going after Mia] Helen Thermopolis: Mia, You can't run from everything! Queen Clarisse Renaldi: She has a tower?
[trying to recall the names of Lana and friends] Joe: Anna, Falana, Banana, Bandana, Montana...
Mia: I can't be a princess! I'm still waiting for normal body parts to arrive!
Queen Clarisse Renaldi: You are princess of Genovia. Mia: Me, a princess? [shouts] Mia: Shut up! Queen Clarisse Renaldi: I beg your pardon, "Shut up"? Consulate Maitre'D: Oh, your majesty, in America, it doesn't always mean to be quiet. Here it could mean "Wow, gee whiz, golly wolly"...
Mia: Hey, Joe? Joe: Mm-Hmmm? Mia: I'm gonna turn the backseat into a dressing room so I can change into a proper outfit for Madame, OK? Joe: OK. And don't forget your shoes. Mia: Ahh, thanks. Joe: Strange town, San Francisco. When I purchased the pumps, they asked if I wanted them wrapped or if I was going to wear them.
Vice Principal Gupta: [PA announcement] Will the Feng Shui Club please stop rearranging the tables on the lawn.
[plucking Mia's eyebrows] Paolo: If Brooke Shields married Groucho Marx, their child would have your eyebrows!
Mia: I can't do this, I'm a girl. Gym Teacher Harbula: What am I? A duck?
Mia: Hey Joe? Can we park a block away from school? I really don't want to cause a riot with this hearse. Joe: This is a non-riot hearse. And if it were a hearse there would be silence in the backseat.
Paolo: [removes Mia's glasses] Do you wear contact lenses? Mia: Oh, I have them, but I don't like to wear them. Paolo: Now... [he breaks her glasses in half] Paolo: ...you do. Mia: [shocked] You broke my glasses! Paolo: You broke my brush.
Mia: You'll never guess what Josh Bryant just asked me! Michael: "Can I borrow a comb"?
Queen Clarisse Renaldi: Goodbye, trolley people!
Helen Thermopolis: Mia, the-the three of us have to talk. Mia: Oh, OK. Um, is there maybe something else about me and my life that just maybe I might want to know about? Um-oh no, are you two waiting to take me on a talk show somewhere and to let me know I have a twin sister who's a duchess? Queen Clarisse Renaldi: You have a cousin who's a contessa. Fondly known as Bartholomew. Actually, we call him Pookie.
Mia: Joseph, can we eighty-six the flags please? Joe: No. The flags allow me to park anywhere. We keep the flags. Mia: Sorry, Joseph. Joe: You can call me, "Joe". Mia: "Joey"? [Giggles] Joe: [Chuckles then abruptly turns serious] No. Joe.
Lilly: Michael, don't always think you could get a ride with us and... [sees Mia's new look] Lilly: Oy. Who destroyed you? Mia: Oh. You-you think it looks that bad? Lilly: You look ridiculous. You should sue. Mia: Well um... I know it's a little straighter and shorter and... Lilly: Weirder! [Get's in limo] Michael: An attractive weirder. Lilly: No, it's not attractive! Joe: Seat belts, please. Lilly: What I really can't understand is that you ditched me again yesterday when I really needed your help at the greenpeace petition. [picks up bag] Lilly: These bags! You HAVE one of these bags? You know, we could hock that and feed a whole third world country! [Looks at Michael] Lilly: Am I right? Michael: No. Joe: If there are no more passengers, I think we should close the door.
911 Nun: 911, I'd like to report an accident... They put me on hold! 911 Nun: Oh, for the love of God!
Helen Thermopolis: This is getting us nowhere! Talk to me! Mia: I can't talk to you right now. I'm late for a meeting with my guidance counselor. Queen Clarisse Renaldi: I'm late for a meeting with Spain and Portugal!
Mia: Tell me, how does my mother, or any person for that matter, go into a parent/teacher conference and come out with a date?
Mia: [driving in the rain] Is this punishment for driving without a licensed driver in the front seat? [lies down on the front seat] Mia: I am invisible, and I am wet.
Vice Principal Gupta: [on the phone] Gupta... mmhh... mmhh... mmhh. [hangs up] Vice Principal Gupta: The Queen is coming - to Grove High School.
Mia: Somebody sat on me again.
Mia: [to her cat, Fat Louie] You are so lucky you don't know who your parents are.
Queen Clarisse Renaldi: So, where are you taking me? Mia: Well, uh, do you have any change? Queen Clarisse Renaldi: No. It's not appropriate for royalty to jingle. Mia: Okay, I'll get the change. [cuts to a game arcade]
Michael: Don't worry about me. I just consider myself royally flushed.
Mia: [voiceover] Dear Diary, today is my first official day as Princess of Genovia. We'll land in a few hours, and I'll meet Parliament and the people before beginning my royal duties. Mom is, of course, moving to Genovia with me, and we'll continue painting - without the balloons. Lily and Michael are planning to spend their summer vacation at our - can you believe it - palace. They're even having my Mustang brought over, which I can legally drive in two weeks. Grandma's so glad to be going home, and Joseph - well, he's watching nearby as usual. Everybody's got pre-coronation jitters, including me. Everybody that is, except Fat Louie. He's totally adapted to being a royal. I guess he was one all along. Joe: [voiceover] Princess, look out the window... and welcome to Genovia.
Mia: You know, most kids hope for a car for their 16th birthday, not a country!
Joe: [speaking to Mia] Nobody can make you feel inferior without your consent.
Lilly: Michael, can you please pretend you have a life for just one moment?
Lilly: You know you look like Shaft?
Paolo: I love your eyebrows! We'll call them Frida and Kahlo.
Lilly: The student body may be morally bankrupt, but that doesn't mean they're blind!
Nelson Davenport: No longer does Mia stand for missing in action, Genovia has a new princess!
Joe: No matter how many times you press that, it will still go up and down the same way.
Mia: As always, this is as good as it's going to get.
Queen Clarisse Renaldi: Do we have any problems? Charlotte Kutaway: [overly enthusiastically] No, everything's perfect. Perfect. It's wonderful. Queen Clarisse Renaldi: You're not very good at lying, Charlotte. Charlotte Kutaway: No, I'm not, your Majesty.
Mia: And then I realized how many stupid times a day I used the word "I". In fact, probably all I ever do is think about myself. And how lame is that when there's, like, 7 billion other people out there on the planet and when - [Grandmother clears throat]
Mia: Okay... you know what? I don't feel protected. You try living for 15 years thinking that you're one person, and then in five minutes, you find out you're a princess. Just in case I wasn't enough of a freak already, let's add a tiara!
Vice Principal Gupta: Oh come on girls, it's a ball not a snake. Back in formation!
Gym Teacher Harbula: Bobby Bad, hang up the phone. Bobby Bad: [on his cell phone] Yes, Mom, I'll go to the dentist after school. Mia: I hate it when they move in like that. Gym Teacher Harbula: Mia, it's not a championship game, it's not even a *big* game, it's just gym class. Just hit the ball. I don't want to flunk you in gym class. C'mon, you can do it. Keep your eye on the ball.
Mia: Now, what did you want to tell me? Queen Clarisse Renaldi: Something that, I think, will have a very big impact upon your life. Mia: I already have braces. Queen Clarisse Renaldi: No, it's bigger than orthodontia.
Nelson Davenport: Mia Thermopolis is the daughter of local eclectic artist, Helen Thermopolis. They currently live in a refurbished firehouse south of Market Street. Mia is also the only grandchild of Queen Clarisse Renaldi, whose husband, King Rupert, passed away last year. This is Nelson Davenport, KRLH.
Helen Thermopolis: That Backstreet boy clone you've had a crush on for years?
Mia: I don't want to rule my own country, I just want to pass the tenth grade.
[first lines] Helen Thermopolis: Time for school! Stop daydreaming, you'll be late for school.
Queen Clarisse Renaldi: [after Mia, Prime Minister Motaz, and Sheila Motaz make a scene from eating the ice cream too quickly] Have you ever experienced that *instant* headache when you eat ice too quickly? Emperor Sakamoto: [briefly shakes his head] No.
Lilly: You're morphing into one of them! Next week you'll be waving pom-poms in my face!
Mia: [on her green bathing suit] Okay I look like an asparagus. Helen Thermopolis: But a very, very cute asparagus!
Lilly: Is your mom dating an undertaker?
student: [PA announcement] Remember, virtual homework may not be submitted for actual credit.
Helen Thermopolis: Where are you going? Mia: I'm going up to straighten the royal bedchamber.
Mia: [Responding to Lilly's insults] Lilly! Just stop it, okay? Just because your hair sucks, get off mine!
Lana Thomas: [singing] Stupid Cupid, you're a real mean guy. I'd like to clip your wings so you can't fly. I'm in love and it's a crying shame. And I know you're the one to blame. Hey-Hey, set me free. Stupid Cupid, stop picking on me. Cheerleader Anna, Fontana: [background singing] Stupid cupid.
Suki Sanchez: It was just last night that San Francisco's own little princess partied at the beach. But what started out as innocent fun, soon turned into allegedly, too much fun. This is Suki Sanchez for KPFW.
Fontana, Lana Thomas, Cheerleader Anna: Hey there, ho there, how do you do. This is Grove Lions sayin' hi to you. Lana Thomas: I'm Lana. Cheerleader Anna: Anna. Fontana: Fontana. Fontana, Lana Thomas, Cheerleader Anna: Gooo Lions!
Fontana: Tell me Mia. Is it true about your speech? Are you really speaking at the bulimic convention? Lana Thomas: So you can speak and barf at the same time? [Fontana makes vomiting noises]
Queen Clarisse Renaldi: [teaching Mia to walk like a princess] We don't slump like this! [slumps past the doorway]