Hugh Grant really was engineered in a lab for The Morning After, wasn't he? The bedhead timed perfectly to his floppy 'do, the sheepish "we just boinked" Brit embarrassment, the indistinct feeling that he'd like you to leave immediately but he's far too pleasant to say so. Anyway he captures that spirit effortlessly in this scene from Four Weddings and a Funeral, whether he was meant to or not (I can't remember this movie very well but I imagine he's actually meant to want Andie MacDowell to stick around in this scene - can you imagine?) - I just wish I could've found a better quality clip to share. Oh well. Anyway it's Hugh's 56th birthday today and he's hot off his finest performance in awhile (he is a marvel in Florence Foster Jenkins, a movie much wiser and more delicate than you anticipate going in) so we're wishing him a nice one. Pleasant, even.