Royalteen: Princess Margrethe

ROYALTEEN PRINCESS MARGRETHE

No, thank you.

That won't be necessary.

What were you thinking?

Do you realize what sort of consequences this will have?

If it gets out.

Not only for you.

For everyone. For the whole family.

Never do this again.

Do you understand?

- Do you understand? - Yes.

Good.

MARGRETHE WAS PICKED UP IN AN AMBULANCE!!!

ANYONE KNOW WHY?

HEARD SHE FREAKED OUT...

SHE WAS WASTED, HAD TO GET HER STOMACH PUMPED.

RELIABLE SOURCE SAYS SHE WAS DEHYDRATED.

DEHYDRATED? WTF? SHE DRANK SO MUCH!

MISS PERFECT IS IN TROUBLE...

WHAT A FUCKED UP ROYAL FAMILY

ROLE MODEL, OR WHAT?

TOO BAD SHE DIDN'T DIE!!!

GET A GRIP! I FEEL SORRY FOR HER!!

"Would be nice to see you soon."

Please...

It hurts my eyes.

Margrethe...

It's not up for discussion.

It was decided a long time ago.

You just have to do it.

You're the strongest of us all.

Margrethe?

Close the door behind you.

Never do this again.

TO GUSTAV

DELETE THE VIDEO FROM THE DANCE, YOU FUCKING PSYCHOPATH

- The queen looks lovely. - Thank you.

Sofia?

- Hey! - Karl Johan?

- Here we are! - How lovely!

- Hey! - Hey.

What a nice place. We're so happy to be here.

- Alexander is... - He's out on the terrace.

- You know what I've got for you? - No?

- No, I don't. - I have a little surprise for you.

- Surprise? - Yeah.

It's so nice and soft, isn't it?

- Good to see you! - Hey, Alexander.

It's been so long!

I couldn't have felt better. I'm enjoying the Norwegian landscape.

- Just a bit. It's a little flat. - Yeah, it's a bit flat.

Have you just arrived?

- It'll be perfect by the end of the week. - Right. Okay.

Yeah, yeah, I told Christian

that I was great at...

- Yeah! - Great...

Great at skiing, to impress him.

- We had just met. - I was just as nervous.

I could barely ski before I saw that chair lift that took me all the way up.

At the top of the hill, my whole body starts to shake.

Sverre just flew downhill, like a real Norwegian.

- Yeah! - Oh my, I had completely forgotten that.

They're embarrassing me.

Yeah. No...

- No, thank you. - Alexander is vegetarian.

Yeah.

Somebody has to set an example.

- Oh... - Mom.

Kids today, huh?

- Anyway. - Very good.

Somehow, I get twisted into both Sofia's

and Christian's skis.

- Both of them? - Yeah.

I remember the moments after. We're laying there in a pile.

Skis and sticks poking out everywhere.

There you are!

- I didn't think you were coming. - No.

Good to see you.

- Hey, you. - Good to see you.

- Likewise. How are you? - Good. You look great.

Don't worry. Were you out on one of your adventures, as usual?

One of your fishing trips. You're a busy man.

Should we do a toast?

- Good to see... - Cheers.

Good to see you.

Cheers.

- Good morning. - Good morning!

- Did I wake you? - Hmm?

- Did I wake you? - Huh?

Did I wake you?

Perfect. I was wondering if you wanted to join me on the ski slopes today?

I don't know. In a little bit?

- In a little bit, sure. - Yeah.

- Give me five minutes... - Cool.

- Yeah. - Perfect.

- See you outside. - Yep.

Bye.

- You look good. - Thanks.

Us royals have to stick together. There aren't that many left.

Everyone always assumes

that we have to be so perfect all the time, right?

It's hard.

Especially when the monarchy is so fragile today.

Imagine being the person that makes the house of cards fall.

Just one little scandal,

and hundreds of years of history... gone.

Poof!

Like that.

And imagine having that next to your name in the history books.

Forget about it.

And imagine having that next to your name in the history books.

Uhm... Margrethe?

Should I...? Are you okay? What's going on?

Hello? It'll be okay.

What's happening? Hello? Hello?

Come on. It'll be okay.

- Sit still. I can't. - Give me your hand.

Okay. Don't look down. Don't look down.

Look at me. Can you look at me?