The Parent Trap1998

Hallie:
So, doesn't designing all these wedding gowns ever make you think about getting married again, or at least make you think about the "F" word?

Elizabeth:
[surprised] The "F" word?

Hallie:
My father.

Elizabeth:
Oh! Oh, that "F" word! Well, no actually, because I didn't even wear a wedding gown when I married the "F" word.

Hallie:
You didn't? Why not?

Elizabeth:
Why the sudden curiosity about your dad, huh?

Hallie:
Well, maybe because he's never mentioned? And you can't blame a kid for wondering. Mother, you can't avoid the subject forever. At least tell me what he was like.

Elizabeth:
Okay. He was quite lovely, to tell you the truth. When we met he was... actually, entirely lovely.

Hallie:
All right?

Elizabeth:
All right.

Hallie:
So, did you meet him here in London?

Elizabeth:
We met on the Q.E. 2.

Hallie:
Q.E. what?

Elizabeth:
The Queen Elizabeth II. It's an ocean liner that sails from London to New York... 'cause I wasn't keen on flying then, and neither was your father. We met our first night on board ship. We were seated next to each other at dinner. He's an American, you know.

Hallie:
No kidding? So, was it love at first sight?

Elizabeth:
[sighs in mock-exasperation] I knew you were going to ask me all these questions one day!