No! No! No! Get it right, Eliza. You are such an imbecile!
But, I'm Trying, Mr. Higgins. You are pushing me too hard. I am exhausted.
Tomorrow is the Ambassador's Reception and I am not ready. You are treating me like I am gutter trash.
I have been training you for months. You WILL escort me as Duchess Doolittle and you will NOT embarrass me. Now off to bed!
Oh, Higgins, Do give the poor girl a break.
The night before the Ambassador's Reception
Who am I kidding?I will never fit in. Talking proper, dressing fancy, curtsey here, sipping tea there...hmmm.. I just want to be myself.
Eliiza and Mr. Higgins are vigorously practicing proper phonetics
The Ambassador's Reception
The Dance
This poor gutter girl has everyone convinced that she is a Duchess. I have clearly done an excellent job and won the bet. I am overwhelmed with boredom. Where is Pick?!
Pickering tries to convince Higgins to leave as an enchanted Eliza mingles with the crowd.
Eliza dances with the handsome Prince as everyone gazes in amusement.