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: Nowadays I'm still the king! And I command you to come to your senses! Prince Phillip
: [mounting his horse
] And marry the girl I love. King Hubert
: Exactly! Prince Phillip
: [riding off
] Goodbye, father! King Hubert
: Goodbye, father. Marry the girl you... No, no! No, no, Phillip! Stop! Come back!
: Stefan, there's - there's something important I have to tell you. King Stefan
: Eh, but not now, Hubert. King Hubert
: But, but it's uh, about Phillip. King Stefan
: Phillip? Oh, yes, of course, Phillip. Why, where is the boy? King Hubert
: That's what I'm trying to tell you. King Stefan
: Well, send for him immediately! King Hubert
: But... King Stefan
: The sun has set! Make ready to welcome your princess!
: [fighting with Stefan
] I'm not so sure my grandchildren want you for a grandfather!
: The plans!
[Servant presents King Stefan with blueprints
] King Hubert
: Well, what do you think? Nothing elaborate, of course. Forty bedrooms, dining hall... honeymoon cottage, really. King Stefan
: You - you mean you're building it already? King Hubert
: Built, man! Finished! Lovebirds can move in tomorrow. King Stefan
: Tomorrow? But Hubert, they're not even married yet. King Hubert
: Ha ha, we'll take care of that tonight. To the wedding! King Stefan
: Now, hold on, Hubert. I haven't even *seen* my daughter yet, and you're taking her away from me? King Hubert
: Getting my Phillip, aren't you? King Stefan
: Yes, but... King Hubert
: Want to see our grandchildren, don't we? King Stefan
: Of course, but uh... King Hubert
: Well, there's no time to lose. Getting on in years, ha ha ha. To the wedding!
: To the wedding! King Stefan
: Now, be reasonable, Hubert. After all, Aurora knows nothing about all this. King Hubert
: Well? King Stefan
: Well, it may come as quite a shock. King Hubert
: [Spits out his wine
] Shock? My Phillip a shock? What's wrong with my Phillip? King Stefan
: Nothing, Hubert. I only meant... King Hubert
: Why doesn't your daughter like my son? King Stefan
: Now, now... King Hubert
: I'm not so sure my son likes your daughter! King Stefan
: Now, see here... King Hubert
: I'm not so sure my grandchildren want you for a grandfather! King Stefan
: Why you, you, unreasonable, pompous, blustering old windbag! King Hubert
: Unreasonable, pompous... En garde, sir!
[Reaches for his sword, but grabs a fish by mistake
] King Stefan
: I warn you, Hubert. This means war! King Hubert
] Forward! For honor! For country! For...
[Realizes he's fighting with a fish; they both start laughing
] King Hubert
: What's this all about, anyway? King Stefan
: Nothing, Hubert. Absolutely nothing. King Hubert
: Those children are bound to fall in love with each other! King Stefan
: Precisely. And as for grandchildren, I'll have the royal woodcarvers start work on the cradle tomorrow. King Hubert
: Splendid! King-sized, of course. King Stefan
: Certainly! To the Woodcarvers' Guild!