영문 Father Of The Bride 신부의 아버지 영화 대사

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Father Of The Bride Script
I used to think a wedding
was a simple affair.
Boy and girl meet.
They fall in love. He buys a ring.
She buys a dress.
They say, "l do."
I was wrong.
Thats getting married.
A wedding is an entirely
different proposition.
I know.
Ive just been through one.
Not my own,
my daughters--
Annie Banks-MacKenzie.
Thats her married name--
MacKenzie.
Ill be honest with you.
When I bought this house years ago,
it cost less than this blessed event...
in which Annie Banks
became Annie Banks-MacKenzie.
Im told that one day
Ill look back on all this...
with great affection
and nostalgia.
I hope so.
You fathers will understand.
You have a little girl...
an adorable little girl
who looks up to you...
and adores you in a way
you could never have imagined.
I remember how her little hand
used to fit inside mine...
how she used to lover to sit on my lap
and lean her head against my chest.
She said I was her hero.
Then the day comes when she wants
to get her ears pierced...
and wants you to drop her off a block
before the movie theatre.
Next thing you know, shes
wearing eye shadow and high heels.
From that moment on
youre in a constant state of panic.
You worry about her going out
with the wrong kind of guys...
the kind of guys
who only want one thing.
And you know exactly
what that one thing is...
because its the same thing you wanted
when you were their age.
Then she gets a little older...
and you quit worrying about her
meeting the wrong guy...
and you worry about her
meeting the right guy.
And thats the biggest fear
of all because...
then you lose her.
And before you know it, youre sitting
all alone in a big, empty house...
wearing rice on your tux,
wondering what happened to your life.
It was just six months ago
that it happened here.
Just six months ago
that the storm broke.
Annie had been studying
for her masters in architecture...
for the past semester in Rome.
I remember I was at work,
walking through the factory.
I own a company called Sidekicks.
We manufacture athletic shoes.
Anyway, I remember
how preoccupied I was that day.
- Im sorry, Mr Banks.
- My fault, Grace.
Annie had never been that far away from
home, and she was due back any minute.
I couldnt wait
to see the kid.
George, she landed.
My daughter has been studying abroad,
been flying for hours.
Im not wild about her being
in the air. You have kids, Juan.
You understand. Its-lts better
when theyre on the ground.
Ive always been
a concerned parent.
Im big on car seats,
seat belts, bedtimes, curfews...
calling when you get somewhere,
never running with a sharp object.
- Hi, George.
- What can I say? Im a father.
- Worrying comes with the territory.
- Is Nina picking her up at the airport?
- Yeah.
- And youre gonna meet them?
Yeah. Yeah,
Im going home right now.
I, uh-- My keys are--
- Here.
- Oh, yeah. Sorry.
- And sign this.
- Okay.
- Hat.
- Okay, thanks. Now-- Oh!
- Okay. Bye.
- Bring her by.
I left work early because I had
a little something to pick up
for Annies homecoming.
We live in a small town in
Southern California called San Marino.
I love this town, and not
just because its the kind of place...
where people still
smile at each other...
- Bye.
- but because it hasnt changed much
in the past years.
And since Im not a guy whos big on
change, this town fits me like a glove.
I got Annies ten-speed
all cleaned up and polished.
New seats, new tyres.
I couldnt wait to show it to her.
This is our house.
Maple Drive.
Annie was just in grammar school
when we bought it.
A few years later, we got
a surprise package-- our son Matt.
I love this house.
I love that I taught my kids...
to ride their bikes
in the driveway.
I love that I slept with them
in tents in the backyard.
I love that we carved our initials
in the tree out front.
This house is warm in the winter,
cool in the summer...
and looks spectacular
with Christmas lights.
Its a great house,
and I never want to move.
But the think I think
I like best about this house...
are the voices I hear
when I walk through the door.
- Hey. Hi. You got out early.
- Hi.
- Where is she?
- Oh, shes, uh, unpacking.
She looks-- She looks so fabulous,
just fabulous. Different.
- Anyway, she cant wait to see you.
- Different.
- Ciao, Papa.
- Hey.
Annie brought me this candy bar
all the way from Rome.
Lets not get it
on our American furniture.
Matty. The high tops.
- Hey, grazie.
- Hey, youre welcome.
- What do you mean, different?
- Oh.
- Annie.
- Hi, Dad.
Hey, hey, hey!
- God, I missed you.
- You look all lit up inside.
Oh, I feel
all lit up inside.
- Maybe we should go to Rome
for a few months, honey.
- Oh, you two would love it.
Its the most romantic place
on Earth.
- You smell pretty good too.
- Oh, you like it? It was a present.
Doesnt she look incredible?
I almost didnt recognize her.
Come on. Dinners on the stove.
Honey, you wanna come?
Oh, Mom, I had this pasta in Florence.
I forget what its called.
All right. Now that
were all back under one roof...
we have some very important items
to discuss.