Melancholia

Sir, I...

Yeah, you're good, you can back up a little more, if you want,

I think you need the... I think you need that extra...

I don't know if he can hear you.

Sir... Sir, can you hear me up there?

Do you copy, sailor?

He's in a different county. That's how big this fucking thing is.

It's like five feet. And look, and now he stops. He's got five feet here.

That's good, that's... Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop!

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait! We're a little close.

I... I think we can keep going a little bit, maybe.

Oh, no, no, no, no. No, he's going to hit that.

He can't, he...

- Please be careful. It's not my car. - I will. I promise. I promise.

Round to the left, sir, please. Stop there, sir.

- Straighten up, sir. - Yeah, but I think I'm good now, right?

- You're not even looking. - Well, I can see it's not looking good.

I'm a very experienced limo driver, you know.

- You're, like, really close on that side. - Really?

Yeah, don't go any further forward. Just... straight.

- OK, how do I put it in... - OK, yeah.

What? Turn it off.

This way?

- Get out of the way. - This way, further, come on.

Sorry.

We're sorry.

I won't even bother saying how late you are.

- So sorry, guys, really sorry. - I'm sorry.

- Hi. - Hi.

Hi, Claire. So sorry. Hi, John.

Could probably've taken something smaller...

Whose brilliant idea was it to rent a stretch?

The road was like this. The car...

This is very much not my project, OK?

I spent the whole week with the dullest man on Earth.

Not to mention the most expensive wedding planner on the planet.

- OK, so you... you want this? - Yeah, of course.

We're only there...

and that was two hours ago.

- OK, OK. - All right, let's do this.

- What star is that? - I don't know.

John, you're a bit of an expert on stars, aren't you?

- Well, I wouldn't say that. - Oh, yes, you would.

Which one are you looking at exactly?

The red one.

I'm amazed that you can see that.

That's Antares. It's the main star in the Scorpio constellation.

Justine...

We just have to go to the stables and say hi to Abraham.

No, you're not! Oh yes!

Who's Abraham?

Abraham. Look, I'm married.

Michael's my husband now.

I'm sure you two'll like each other.

Nice to meet you.

I'm his mistress. I'm the only one who can ride him.

That's not exactly true.

What? Occasionally I take him for a ride.

See you later.

I can no longer be silent. All the guests are waiting for more than two hours.

- I know. - I'm at the end of my rope.

Welcome to the reception of Ms Justine and Mr Michael.

- Thank you. - Thank you, Little Father.

Would you be so good as to participate in the wedding bean lottery?

Of course.

Please submit your bid as to the total number of beans in the bottle.

Yes...

Two million and six beans.

Two million and six beans.

And would you care to make a bid on behalf of your wife?

Oh, I don't dare to do that. I really don't.

Very well, we'll let Madame's bid remain open.

We made it!

How are you?

Hi, Mom. Love her dress.

- Congratulations, Aunt Steelbreaker. - Thanks, Leo.

- What's this? - A dagger.

Sweetheart.

- Let me introduce you. This is Betty... - Hi.

- ...and Betty. - Hi, nice to meet you.

Betty and Betty, this is my daughter Justine.

- Hi, nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you.

- OK, I'm just going to say hi to everybody. - Of course you must, of course you must.

Ladies and gentlemen, we've waited a while for this.

A toast... to the bride and the groom.

Justine and Michael. Justine and Michael!

Regarding speeches, talk to me.

Always trays from left to right. Always left to right.

Left to right.

Justine. I don't want to make a speech.

Why? Please.

No.

Why are you doing that?

Let's see what happens.

Excuse me.

Neither of the ladies sitting next to me has been given a spoon.

- And they'd very much like to have one. - Excuse me.

He's terrible!

Waiter.

Justine, would you mind slapping your father for me? Hard, please.

Tim.

Justine, listen up, God damn it.

As most of you know, I'm here tonight playing a sort of double role.

On Michael's side, I'm the best man.

But, coincidentally, I'm also the employer of the bride.

I've got nothing bad to say about the groom, but, the bride...

Justine, you gorgeous woman.

Where is my tagline? You were always great at coming up with a tagline in a hurry.

What happened? Did your emotional life suddenly take over?

Did finding the man of your life render you unable to work?

I'm just asking, because... if I were to choose -

between a woman for my dear friend Michael, and an employee -

I would always choose the employee.

Advertising, Justine. Advertising.

Justine, you were way, way, way too good for advertising.

You know it and I know it, and we all know it -

so thank you for staying with it.

I'm gonna let you, and the rest of you, think about this tagline now,

while I leak a bit of news.

Today the company hasn't lost a copywriter.

The company has gained a new art director,

and that's you, Justine.

Congratulations.

- God damn it, you're worth it. - Thank you so much.

The father of the bride wants a word.

My dear girl

You look...

glowing today.

And me, I'm just a little confused, what with all the Bettys at my table.

Never seen you look so happy.

So what can I say, without talking about your mother?

My wife of yesteryear.

Which is exactly what I don't wish to do.

But I don't think that I would be revealing any secret

if I were to say that she can be

rather domineering at times.

Domineering?

What a load of crap.

For those who don't know who I am, I am Claire and Justine's mother.

Justine, if you have any ambition at all,

it certainly doesn't come from your father's side of the family.

Yes.

I wasn't at the church. I don't believe in marriage.

Claire, who I've always taken for a sensible girl,

you've arranged a spectacular party.

Till death do us part, and forever and ever, Justine and Michael.

I just have one thing to say.

Enjoy it while it lasts.

- I myself hate marriages. - Gaby, please.

Especially when they involve some of my closest family members.

Why did you even bother coming?

Justine, come with me.

Listen to me.

We agreed that you weren't going to make any scenes tonight.

- I don't want any scenes. - No, we don't.

No...

Look at me when I'm talking to you.

But I didn't do anything.

You know what I mean.

OK.

OK.

Catherine has demanded the floor.

Catherine! Catherine! Catherine!

Where is the bride? I look everywhere. No bride.

Now the groom is going to give a speech to the bride.

Dear Justine...

blablabla...

You see what you're doing to me here? I've never given a speech before.

Sorry, I...

I'm... I'm serious. I've never given a speech before.

Justine is the speaker, she can say the most... the most wonderful things, but...

Then let her make the speech, damn it.

Justine...

I love you s... so much.

And I... I never even dreamed that I would have such a... such a gorgeous wife.

I... I believe that I am the luckiest man... on Earth.

I love you.

That's... That's kind of it...

That's all I have.

To the bride and groom!

Hello, everyone, we're going to move to the living room,

so that we can clear some tables.

Then the newlywed will dance.

And, then...

at 11.30 the bride and groom will cut the cake, in here.

Leo wants to be put to bed.

Sweetheart, you did so good.

- I wanna do it. - No, tonight's your night.

No, please.

- You're sure? - Yeah. Come on.

- Good night, sweetheart. - Come here.

Are you comfy?

When are we gonna build caves together?

Oh, we're gonna build lots of caves together.

Just not tonight.

Cos you're my Aunt Steelbreaker, aren't you?

Yes, that's exactly who I am.

Justine.

Hi, Claire.

I'm just taking a little nap.