Father of the Bride Part II

Folks are blessed who make the best of every day

Living by their own philosophy

Everyone beneath the sun must find a way

And I have found the only way for me

I don't believe in frettin' and grievin'

Why mess around with strife

I never was cut out to step and strut out

Give me the simple life

Some find it pleasant dining on pheasant

Those things roll off my knife

Just serve me tomatoes and mashed potatoes

Give me the simple life

A cottage small is all I'm after

Not one that's spacious and wide

A house that rings with joy and laughter

And the one you love in sight

Some like the high road

I like the low road

Free from the care and strife

Sounds corny and seedy But, yes, indeedy

I like the simple life

Life could be thrilling with one who's willing

To be a farmer's wife

Kids calling me Pappy would sure make me happy

Give me the simple life

Some find it pleasant dining on pheasant

Those things roll off my knife

Just serve me tomatoes and mashed potatoes

Give me the simple life

Nina, come on. They're gonna be here any minute.

Okay. We'll be right down.

Father of the bride.

I never thought I'd say this, but that whole experience Pas a piece of cake...

compared to the roller coaster I've been on this past year.

I admit it took me a while to recover from the wedding,

but eventually life got back to normal, which is exactly the way I prefer life to be.

After the dust settled, I began to realize what a lucky guy I was.

I had a wonderful home filled with memories,

and completely paid for;

a wife I love just as much as the day I married her;

a daughter, independent, self-sufficient,

married, working, happy;

a son blossoming in the middle of middle school;

and a son-in-law gainfully employed,

and very often, out of town on business.

Life was sweet.

I felt for the first time ahead of the game.

Then it dawned on me.

I was a mere five years away from freedom.

Soon I'd be a father with one kid married and the other off in college.

And that started me thinking.

What was I gonna do with all that free time?

Anything I wanted.

Maybe I'd take up fly-fishing,

travel to exotic places, climb Mount Everest.

I was feeling on top of the world.

And that's when they lowered the boom on me.

It was like that old joke: ''All those who think they have it made, take one step forward.

Not so fast, George Banks.''

It was about a year ago when it all started.

Well, nine months ago to be exact.

I was on my way home from work on a perfect fall day.

The leaves were golden. The air was crisp.

And I couldn't help thinking what a charmed life I was leading.

Yep, I was a happy man.

Hey, hey!

- Hey, Dad, you hear the news? - What news?

- I don't know. She wouldn't tell me. - Matty, phone!

- Got it! - Who wouldn't tell you?

- Hey. - Hi, George.

Do you think it's what we think it is?

What? What? What is it? Somebody tell me what's going on.

Bryan called and said to be here at 6:00 sharp,

that he and Annie have some important news to tell us.

This is one of those moments, George. I can feel it.

Oh, my.

Hi, honey. Oh, don't worry, okay? I'm sure nothing's wrong.

- How do you know? - Well, I, I know.

- Oh, you know? - No. I don't-- I don't really know.

I just know nothing's wrong. Now, come on. Come on inside.

- Can I fix you a drink, George? - No, thanks.

Nina, you don't think Annie's been transferred back East, do you?

No, honey. Something tells me this has nothing to do with work.

George. George. You sure you don't want a glass of wine?

'Cause she always said a transfer was a possibility.

And I, for one, would hate it if they moved.

Really, George? You?

Well, they live far enough away as it is.

Dad, they live a mile from here.

Well, you know, with the traffic and everything.

Oh, there they are. I just-- I just don't wanna hear the word ''Boston,'' that's all.

I mean, you know what's gonna happen, don't you?

First, they're gonna promise to come home for long weekends.

Then it'll be a week every other summer. Next thing you know, we're strangers.

We're just names on a Christmas card list.

We'll be those relatives out in California.

Bummer Man, he delivers.

- Hello? - We're here.

- Hi! - Hello! - Hi!

- Good to see you. - Good to see you too.

- Hey, Dad. - Hi, son.

There she was, my Annie.

Every time I saw her, I had to remind myself she was a married woman.

To me, she still seemed like a kid playing house.

- Hi! - Hi, Mom. - Hi, hon.

- How are you? - Good!

Are you feeling all right?

Of course she's feeling all right. Look at her. She never looked better.

- Hi, Dad. - Are you okay? - I was a little late.

So, any news at work? Any-- Any news? Any anything?

- No, everything's great. Same, but good. - Same.

- Busy. - Busy.

See?

- Hey, Dad. - Hi.

George. Sorry, George.

As long as the big news wasn't that my daughter was moving 3,000 miles away,

her husband could call me anything he wanted.

In spite of myself, I had actually begun to grow somewhat fond of Bryan MacKenzie.

Those hors d'oeuvres look so great. I'm starving.

Mm-hmm.

So what is it, Annie? What's the news?

- Well, don't you wanna eat first? - Come on. Tell us. What is it?

- I know what it is. I got it. I'm positive. - What?

You bought a house, right? A place you can remodel a little closer to home?

- A house? Is that it? - Well--

Well, no, no, no, no. A house is fine.

Oh, yeah, of course, a-- a house is definitely good.

That's the big news? A house? Man, I thought you guys were gonna have a baby.

- Oh, get outta here. - Us too.

I know. Me too. That's what I thought.

That's what we were hoping for.

- Well-- - Tell 'em.

Your wish came true. I'm gonna have a baby!

- We're pregnant! - Oh!

- Congratulations. - Oh, this is so-- - Thanks.

I never liked that Bryan MacKenzie.

Not from the moment I laid eyes on him.

Here my little girl was playing house, and he had the nerve to--

- George. - What do you say, Dad?

Congratulations.

You too.

Congratulations.

- Oh! - Grandpa!

''Grandpa''? First that runt steals my daughter, now he makes a grandpa out of me.

The baby is due July 26, and I like that 'cause that's a good even number.

Of course, it is going to be very hot.

But I'm sure she's not gonna mind. Oh, God. Oh, George.

Can you believe the same doctor who delivered Annie is going to be delivering her baby?

- Oh, honey. It's so amazing. - Yeah.

Oh, George! I have a great idea.

What if Franck did the baby shower for us?

- Franck? - As a favor, honey. George.

What? I thought you liked Franck now.

- I never actually said I liked the man. - Yes, you did. Yes, you did.

When we were at that party with those people from whatcha-callit,

- you were just raving on about him. - All right. Well, maybe it slipped out,

but I didn't mean it.

Nina, get a grip. I'm not gonna go into hock...

to give Annie a baby shower.

I just finished paying for the wedding.

Oh, now my stomach hurts. Where'd you put my Tums?

All right, honey. Okay. Okay, okay. It was just a thought. Calm down.

What's the matter with you anyway? You didn't say a word during dinner.

- You're acting as if you're not happy about this. - Who's acting?

Oh, I see. You're not happy that your daughter is going to be having a baby?

That's right, Grandma. I'm not.

- Why? - Well, for starters, they can't afford a baby.

- Oh! Oh. - Babies cost money.

And the older they get, the more they cost.

I mean, they didn't plan for this. They don't have a nest egg.

They-- They barely have a nest.

How are they gonna fit a baby into that shoe box they live in?

Really, George. They have more money than we had at their age.

Also, what do they know about raising a kid?

Annie's just a kid herself. I mean, she graduates college and marries the first guy she meets.

And now to get saddled with a baby even before her career takes off.

Why must I always be the only feminist in this family?

You know, I just realized something.

I'm four-foot-six. I don't shave.

I don't have a job, and I'm gonna be an uncle.

Is there somethin' weird about that?

Finally, someone who thinks like I do.

Oh, yeah, a 12 year old.

Hello? Oh. Sally!

Oh, Sally, hi. I have the best news. Guess what.

This is so exciting.

I'm gonna be a grandmother.

- Poor Nina. The woman was obviously living in denial. - Yeah. I know.

- I, for one, wasn't ready to be a grandfather. - I know. Yeah.

What was so grand about it anyway?

George? Oh, he's thrilled.

- Grandfathers wore cardigans and hearing aids. - In fact, um, I was just telling him that...

-I wore baseball caps and running shoes. -the same doctor who delivered Annie--

Sure I may have been a little out of shape, but I was still young.

And I could prove it.

Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah!

Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah!

Oh, yeah! Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on.

- Whoa. - Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.

You better take it easy there, Pops.