How bright your future must be.
Oh, it is bright, dear Margaret.
For today my future truly begins.
I cannot be happier for you, Beauty.
For many is the maiden
who would give anything to marry Prince William.
But alas, he chose you.
In deed I am fortunate that Prince William
should choose me to be his bride.
You, whose very name, Beauty,
marks you as the most beautiful woman in the kingdom.
How could he choose otherwise?
Dear Margaret, you are a true friend.
Do be happy for me.
Oh, I am, Beauty, I am.
But...
But what? Something troubles you?
Tis your wedding that glorious day which you become
her Royal Highness by marrying the prince.
Yes.
- It is not to be. - Not to be?
Well, at least not today.
War has come from Saxony.
What has happened?
Oh, I had hoped that I would not have to be the one
to inform you of this dreadful news,
- but tell you I must. - Please do go on.
War. War has broken out at the Saxon border
and prince William, as his peoples' champion,
has been summoned away.
There will be no royal wedding today.
( sighs )
He shall return safely, I trust,
and then we shall marry.
He gave me this rose to present to you
as a token of his everlasting love and devotion.
- Here. - Ugh.
I shall cherish this rose until my love returns.
- Ow. - What is it, Beauty?
Oh, I pricked my finger
on one of the small thorns.
It is been a small cut, nothing really.
Do not be so sure, my Beauty.
Oh.
It will not be you who marries today, but me.
Let's assume that you chose to run away
rather than marry the prince.
He will be heartbroken,
but I will comfort him
now that you're gone.
( laughs )
And now, Beauty,
you will sleep for all eternity.
Do not worry.
Nobody shall disturb you from your sleep.
I will see to that.
This door shall be sealed forever,
never to be opened again.
- How goes it, Harry? - At this rate,
we should be able to confirm a construction date
and get a model built and get an accurate quote
to Mr. Logan in a few days.
I still wish you'd take a look at my plans
to restore the west wall in the jousting arena.
- Couldn't hurt. - No.
That's not a direction I want the project to go in.
- But-- - Look, Rich,
I know we're friends and all,
but when it comes to historical restoration
the only opinion I trust is my own.
You're holding me back, Harry, and I don't appreciate it.
Really? That's what you came over here to tell me?
No, all right, I'm sorry,
and I'm grateful for the work.
- I really am. - I know you are.
So what's up?
Some workers just discovered a hidden door.
Looks like it's been sealed for centuries.
Well, what's behind it?
Don't know.
They wouldn't open it.
Not without your permission.
Well, what're we waiting for?
Maybe it's a hidden treasure room.
We should all be so lucky.
Can you open it?
I think so.
I just don't want to damage anything
or what's behind it.
This could be quite a find.
Maybe it's Al Capone's vault.
Ha ha, very funny.
Hand me the releasing edger.
Hey, be careful.
You don't want to melt the entire door frame.
Just a little should do.
There.
- ( door clinks ) - Ah, what'd I tell you?
Not so fast, Harry.
You've seen those old mummy movies, right?
What?
What if there's an ancient curse in this place,
whoever enters dies?
We're historians not children.
Give me the flashlight.
Look.
Richard: Is it a mummy?
I don't think so.
She's beautiful.
Her skin's soft as silk.
Is she dead?
No, I don't think so.
There's a heartbeat, it's faint.
Look, man,
the air inside this place stinks.
There's probably some ancient virus
floating around down here that they never found a cure for.
It's why she's all walled up.
We should get outta here.
Let the cops deal with it.
You go get help.
I'm gonna stay here with her.
You don't gotta tell me twice.
Who are you?
What are you?
( gasps )
Who has kissed me?
Whoa, you're awake.
Your kiss has saved me from an evil spell
that has bound me to an endless sleep.
I can never repay you for your kindness.
No problem.
- What's your name? - I am Beauty.
I know, but what's your name?
Beauty is all I've ever been called.
Okay, Beauty, I can work with that.
Let's get you out of here.
All right, but we must take care.
There is war at the Saxon border.
We'll go around. I have a car.
That's enough of that.
Don't want to fill your head with that nonsense.
This is truly magic.
- Please bring it back. - Maybe later.
We got some other things to deal with first.
- Are you a wizard? - Hardly.
There's no such thing.
I brought you some new clothes.
The ones you're wearing are about to fall apart
- at the seams. - You do not like this dress?
It's fine.
It hasn't been washed in a few centuries,
and now it's an important historic artifact.
We should do our best to preserve it.
This is so strange.
Would you like me to put it on?
Very much so.
Okay, maybe I should step out for a moment
while you, ah, change.
Oh, please don't go.
I never truly thanked you for saving me.
But I'd like to try.
( chimes twinkling )
( music playing )
Richard: Would you like another drink, Mr. Logan?
What I'd like is Harry.
He's a half an hour late.
I don't know, sir, but he was fully aware
we were having this meeting.
Maybe Harry doesn't take he job
as seriously as he should.
This is a multi-million dollar restoration project.
Nobody is not going to take this seriously.
I don't know, sir.
He's not here, but I am.
Indeed you are.
All right, get me another drink.
You got it.
Two more.
What's up?
Nothing, just getting a drink for Mr. Logan.
Great. Get me one, too.
Good evening, Mr. Logan.
Harry. Where the hell have you been?
I've been sitting here for a half an hour listening
to your friend trying to sell me on a pile of shitty ideas.
Sorry about that.
I was tangled up in something I could not get away from.
All right, let's get down to business.
What's the deal with Castle Raven?
I think we're in a good position.
I mean, even better than we were yesterday.
- How so? - Well,
I met someone who has a thorough knowledge
of the way the castle was laid out when it was first built
- 400 years ago. - You serious?
That's fantastic.
- Yeah, fantastic. - Right?
Apparently, the current cast was just a series of add-ons
that were built much more recently.
We can remodel those, if it's all right with you,
back to the way they were originally.
Oh, absolutely.
I want as much authenticity possible.
When my new hotel opens, there's not gonna be
another one like it in the world.
I thought you'd feel that way.
All right, so, uh, who's this expert
the one you met?
When the time is right, Mr. Logan, just not now.
This should be interesting.
Right now we got to get back to the states
and get those blueprints done.
I've got a whole lot of redrawing to do.
Agreed.
Gentlemen, to America.
- To America. - To America.
- Beauty? - Huh?
Wait right here. I'm gonna go get the rest of the luggage.
As you wish.
Harry, is that you?
I thought I...
heard the door.
- Who are you? - Margaret.
Don't you recognize me?
It's Beauty.
No, I don't recognize you.
My name's not Margaret. It's Peggy.
How strange.
You look amazingly like someone I once knew many years ago.
Believe me, sister, we've never met.
- How did you get in here? - Harry let me in.
He's outside shouldering the remaining baggage.
- So he's at the car? - Yes.
A remarkable carriage indeed.
Have you ever seen one?
It doesn't even require a horse.
Yeah, I've seen a few cars in my time.
Who'd you say you were again?
- People call me Beauty. - Beauty.
Interesting.
- Peggy. - Harry.
I have missed you so much.
- Welcome home. - Thank you.
I see you've met Beauty.
I have.
A little souvenir you picked up in Europe?
Not exactly.
She needs a place to stay and she will be invaluable
in helping me finish this project.
I'll bet.
Look, we can talk about this later.
Right now,
I've got to unpack my blueprints.
I've only got a few days before I'm expected to present
and thanks to Beauty here
everything's got to be redesigned.
But I thought
you'd want to spend a little alone time with me.
- It's been so long. - And we will.
Later.
Right now I'm gonna help Beauty get settle in.
- It's been a long trip. - All right.
This way beautiful.
- It's Beauty. - Hah, got it.
It's okay. You're in good hands.
Good hands?
And this will be your room, I guess.
It's very comfortable looking.
I'm sure you'll be happy here.
Thank you, Peggy.
I do so want to be, you know, happy.
Yeah, I know.
Even for a foreigner you seem pretty strange.
I just haven't put my finger on what it is yet.
- Maybe it will come to you. - Maybe.
The bathroom's this way.
This is so much bigger than the one in Harry's hotel room.
Is that right?
It's much grander than the chamber pot I had back home.
Chamber pot?
No, I don't think I even want to know.
And this is a sumptuous washing vessel.
Hmm, it also doubles as a bathtub.
Perhaps we can bathe together.
- What? - It's been such a long journey,
and I have so many places to wash that I can barely reach.
We could bathe each other.
- Well... - Please.
Harry did say that you have good hands.
What the hell.
( music playing )
( cell phone ringing )
- Hello? - Harry.
I'm glad you made it back in one piece.
Thank you, sir.
I just got in a little while ago.
Mr. Logan: Any trouble?
I had a little bit of passport problems,
but it all worked out.
They really will let anybody into this country.
Excellent.
Well, I'm anxious to see what you're thinking.
And I'm anxious to show you.
But I'm going to have to do some redesigning
now that I brought in my expert.
Mr. Logan: I hope this isn't gonna delay the project too long.
None at all, and any delays will be well worth the wait.
Well, I hope you're right, for your sake.
Your friend Richard has been bombarding me with ideas of his own.
Bigger, better, so he says.
With friends like that. Haha.
Uh, well, say,
why don't you come over for drinks tomorrow night
and I'll introduce you to my expert.
Drinks? Tomorrow?
- I'd love it. - Great.
Um, but let's make it early.
I've got a lot of great work to do.
I like the sound of that.
You're on.
Richard: I don't get it.
I mean, what does Harry have that I don't have?
I don't know.
Why do people always fall all over themselves
gushing about him and his designs?
I don't know.
My ideas are just as good as his ideas.
- Aren't they? - I don't know.
If only I could get my hands on his new blueprints.
Oh.
I wonder where he hides them.
I don't know.
We've gotta get our hands on them.
- But how? - I don't know.
Chelsea, is there anything you do know?
I know that these are spectacular,
and I know how you can get your hands on them.
Now that is some information worth knowing.
( music playing )
Ah!
So, is that the best you've ever had?
Hmm...
I don't know.
Well, well, well, look who came in early today.
I was anxious to get a look at this book.
Let me guess, "Grimm's Fairy Tales"?
Not exactly.
It's the history of that Castle Raven.
- It's 200 years old. - Hmm.
- Tough going I bet. - A little.
Old English is not easy to decipher.
And did you find anything interesting?
Uh, I found a mention of Beauty, or someone like her,
a mysterious disappearance,
but Prince William didn't go off to war to fight the Saxons.
In fact, there was no war at all.
So maybe she is an imposter after all.
I don't think so.
Prince William, he died alone without any heirs.
I think Beauty was the victim of a hoax.
I don't know how but I believe she is who she says she is.
( scoffs ) Harry,
you're lucky if Mr. Logan doesn't laugh you
- right off of this project. - You'd like that.
Ah, don't forget.
Drinks tonight at my house at 5:00p.m.
And try not to embarrass me.
Me embarrass you?
Parrish the thought.
Watch out for the coffee.
Hot coffee and blueprints
are an architects worse nightmare.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
( porcelain breaking ) Ah, goddamn it.
Come on, Richie, we're gonna be late.
( sighs ) Don't sweat it, Chelsea.
We don't want to get there early anyway.
It makes us look like we have no life.
But we don't.
Yeah, well, I know that and you know that,
but Mr. Logan doesn't.
So we'll get there a few minutes late.
God, you're so smart.
I just wish you were richer.
Don't worry, baby,
I will be with your help.
- You remember the plan, right? - Ah-hah.
I am to excuse myself to the little girls room
once the party gets started,
but instead of going there,
I'm gonna sneak into Harry's bedroom
and look for the blueprints.
If I find them,
I'm to toss them out the window
and on our way out, we'll skip those up.
Wow.
That's perfect.
I never would've guessed in a million years
you were smart enough to remember all that.
It was easy. I wrote them on my hand.
Peggy, you have a beautiful place here.
So full of character.
Well, what would you expect from a history fanatic
- like Harry. - Mm, indeed.
It reveals his passion
for all things antique.
( chuckles )
I hope you don't mean me?
Of course not.
You my dear are the picture
of utter perfection.
You haven't met her yet, have you?
Oh, Harry's new expert?
I'm dying to meet her.
That is, if Harry can wake her up.
What's that supposed to mean?
Yes, please explain.
It's nothing.
I'm sure he'll fill you in on all the details.
I'd be delighted to.
Harry.
Always the last one to your own party.
I apologize, sir.
I wanted to make sure Beauty was at her best.
And this is your expert?
Just beautiful.
- Just Beauty. - Of course.
So, Harry, don't keep us in suspense.
Let's hear it.
Why is this young lady such an expert
in the origins of Castle Raven?
I'll let Beauty tell you herself.
- Please. - Well, sir,
I know much about the castle because,
- well, I used to live there. - Really?
I've owned that old shell for about 15 years.
I've never seen you. When did you live there?
Oh, I've lived there during the reign
of Prince William the Brave.
Harry?
That's 400 years ago, Mr. Logan.
400 years ago?!
Oh, well, I really need to go use the restroom.
- That way. - All right.
I'll be back in a shake.
I know. It sounds crazy.
But Rich and I found this sealed room
and when we broke into it, Beauty was in there
in some form of suspended animation.
Hmm! "Suspended animation."
Richard!
I wasn't there when this all went down.
It was a rather unhealthy environment.
Trust me, sir.
She is the key to everything we want to achieve.
Even if you don't believe her story,
you can't deny her knowledge
of the intricacies of the castle.
- Oh, brother. - Peggy, please.
Why don't you tell me all about it.
In your own words.
Well, kind sir,
it all began on the ill-fated day of my wedding.
Hmm.
Where are those blueprints?
Ah, under the bed.
- Lose something? - ( gasps ) Harry!
Hah, hah, yeah, I, uh,
I guess just one of my earrings must've fallen off
and rolled under there.
- Fell off? - Yeah,
things are always falling off of me.
Let me check.
Well, there's nothing here.
Nothing here either.
And I think my dress just fell off.
Chelsea.
I really just came in here so I can be alone with you.
- Okay. - Mm-hmm.
But we've gotta make it quick.
That's okay.
I don't think it'll take Beauty long
to recount the last 400 years?
( music playing )
And then, I fell into an evil, deep sleep,
one that I was never to awaken from.
- So what happened? - Yes, please, Beauty,
don't leave us in suspense.
Well, when Harry discovered me,
he kissed me
and his gentle kiss released me from Margaret's
dark, evil spell.
He what?
One, gentle kiss
awakened you after all these centuries?
Ay, sir, near as I can tell.
I don't know how I'll ever be able to repay
Harry for saving me,
but I have tried a few times.
I'll bet.
So just where is gentle lips?
Please excuse me.
I'm sorry, Mr. Logan,
but her story seems a little too fantastic,
- don't you think? - Fantastic, yes.
Fascinating? Absolutely.
Harry? Chelsea?
Where is everybody?
Give me a minute, Peggy, I'll be right there.
Peggy: Okay, make it fast.
I did.
Thanks for scratching my itchy parts.
( laughs )
Not a word out of you.
Wait five minutes, and then come back downstairs.
All right.
Oh, would you look at that.
Chelsea, it looks like you just got lucky.
Again.
So are you convinced, Mr. Logan?
I really don't know.
But what I do know
is that I approve of Beauty whole heartedly.
Excellent.
Her contributions will take this project to a whole nother level.
I certainly hope so.
Uh, look.
It's about time for me to go.
Thank you for your hospitality.
Thank you for coming.
- Are you ready to go? - Uh-huh.
Peggy, I, uh, I think I lost an earring.
Would you mind keeping an eye out for it?
Uh-huh.
Bye, Harry.
Please come again.
Maybe next time.
See you guys. Come on, Chelsea, let's go.
I think Mr. Logan hit it off great with Beauty.
Who cares. She's a freak.
Come on, Peggy. That's not fair.
She's a stranger in a strange land.
Please, Harry, I see the way you look at her.
Come on, Peggy.
You're putting her on display like
some kind of sideshow attraction.
What's the matter, sweetheart?
You don't like her.
Oh, I like her all right, I guess.
What's not to like?
But you're feeling a little left out?
A little jealous maybe?
Maybe...
a little.
Let me show you how much I care.
( music playing )
At last, they're mine. All mine.
You sound like the villain in an old movie.
Sorry, babe,
but I've been waiting to turn the tables
on that smug Harry for years.
And how is having these blueprints
gonna help you with that?
How do you think?
I'm gonna sign my name on them
and present them to Mr. Logan as my own
after Harry fails to produce his designs.
But isn't he gonna know that your blueprints
are actually his blueprints?
No, genius,
this stuff's confidential, top secret.
Harry's never gonna get a chance to see my plans.
No, this is perfect.
You know, you're really a pretty rotten guy.
Hah-hah-hah, the rottenest.
Now for my John Hancock.
Ha, poor Harry.
What a fool.
He didn't even bother to sign these.
It's like he made it too easy for me.
Well, have fun with that.
I'm gonna go take a shower.
Whatever.
( music playing )
Morning, Richard.
Top of the morning to you, Harry.
You look all wound up.
I am.
Today's the big day.
How's that?
Today's the day Logan's gonna inspect the blueprints
on the overhaul of Castle Raven.
Somebody around here is gonna get a pretty big contract.
- Say that again. - That's right.
You were out of the room for awhile yesterday.
Must've missed the big announcement.
Today's show your work day.
And Logan has finally decided that it's only fair
I present my own take on things as well.
That's impossible. I don't have my plans.
Sucks to be you. Maybe you should go get them.
No, I want to be here to explain everything to Mr. Logan
when he arrives.
I'll call Peggy. She can bring them to me.
( speed dial )
- Hello, Peggy. - Harry, what's up?
I forgot my blueprints. It turns out that I need them.
Can you please bring them to me?
Sure. Where are they?
By the dresser in the bedroom.
Okay, but I found Chelsea's earring.
She's on her way over now to get it.
I can bring your plans to you as soon as she's gone.
Okay, get here as soon as you can.
I didn't know you were so far along with your own plans.
- Can I see them? - Sorry, Harry.
You never showed me your designs,
so I think I'll keep these confidential.
Some friend you turned out to be.
Thanks so much for finding my earring.
You know, this is one of my favorite pairs.
- I stepped on it. - Mm, ouch.
Well, thanks anyway.
So, uh, where's beauty?
She's around here somewhere
being beautiful.
Did someone mention my name?
Oh, hey, good morning. I hope we didn't wake you.
Not at all. I don't sleep much anymore.
Figures.
Wow.
That's some nice lingerie.
Thank you. Makes me feel all tingly.
It's actually mine. Everything she wears is mine.
Oh, I can return it to you.
Whoa, girl.
She does this a lot actually.
It's kind of her way.
Her way of what?
Her way of saying she's horny.
Oh.
I'm at your pleasure, ladies.
Are you thinking what I'm thinking?
Looks like a triple header.
I wonder what's keeping Peggy.
Maybe she's having some troubles locating your designs.
No, I very clearly hid those in plain sight.
Good morning, gentlemen.
We all ready to show me something?
Yes, sir. Right and ready.
Harry?
Well, Mr. Logan, there's been a slight hiccup.
Hiccup?
But I'll have my plans here very soon.
I hope so.
Well, Richard, what have you got to show me?
Excellent.
I like what you've done here.
Let me see this.
Richard: Not too bad, huh?
They're perfect.
Yes, perfect.
They're also mine.
You've stolen my work.
Don't be silly, Harry.
I know you've always been jealous of me,
but you're a bigger man than this.
Yes, Harry, you've had more than your fair opportunity
to present me with something of your work
and what have I seen?
Nothing.
I'm telling you, these are my blueprints.
I don't want to sound all junior high or anything,
but I don't see your name on them.
Well, Harry.
That's because I sign all my work with an ultraviolet pen.
It's invisible.
What?
Ultraviolet?
All it takes is a little of this chemical...
Voila.
Richard.
I am ashamed.
My good friend.
Well, look at the time.
I think I'm running late for a doctors appointment.
Don't wait up.
I'm sorry about all that, sir.
So am I.
I was a fool to think that guy could have an original idea in his head.
I always knew you'd be my guy, Harry.
Which is why I already
drew your first check.
- $3 million. - For starters.
Thank you, sir.
Where're you going in such a hurry?
If got to tell Peggy.
We've got celebrating to do.
( music playing )
Peggy? Beauty?
Where is everybody?
Well, well, well, what'd you know.
Sleeping beauties.
And then, I fell into and evil, deep sleep
one that I was never to awaken from.
I cannot be happier for you, Beauty.
For many is the maiden
who would give anything to marry Prince William.
But, alas, he chose you.
Sorry about that.
I was tangled up in something I could not get away from.
It was easy. I wrote them on my hand.
My ideas are just as good as his ideas.
Aren't they?
One, gentle kiss
awakened you after all these centuries?