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- All the way from Paris.
Tres elegant.
Dear Red Shoes,
have you ever savored a taste so much
that after the first bite you stopped eating
so you could remember it forever?
- Or have you ever loved someone so much
that you pushed that love away for fear of losing it,
or being hurt by it in the end?
And because of that fear, you built up walls.
And the walls become thicker until they become
all but impenetrable.
December 31st.
8:00.
New Year's Eve.
I can barely breathe.
My hands are trembling.
My heart is pounding.
I'm scared.
Four more hours to go.
One.
Two.
Three.
Four.
One candle for each New Year's Eve we've spent together.
Do I look the same?
Am I the same?
I don't think so.
Champagne gives me courage.
Four years ago,
our first New Year's together.
If I hadn't been slightly drunk that night,
I never would have met him.
♪ He has been here since noon
♪ A funny name he wears
♪ We can't trust him, we stare
♪ Where are you from stranger
♪ What trick makes you danger
♪ Frontiers might well
He wasn't a stranger to me.
When I looked into his eyes,
what I saw was frighteningly familiar.
♪ Can you tell a story
♪ Hey stranger
♪ Hey stranger
♪ We've never heard before
♪ You see law has a face
♪ And your child fight in space
♪ Computers complex free
♪ We'll have to pay the fee
♪ How much for your problems
♪ We'll make it our emblem
♪ The doubt is a torture
♪ We can't live insecure
♪ Hey stranger
♪ Hey stranger
♪ Can you tell a story
- Excuse me.
Pierre, may I have some more champagne, please?
♪ We have heard so many
♪ Hey stranger
♪ Hey stranger
- Thank you.
Beautiful hands.
Beautiful eyes.
Up close, he was even more familiar.
♪ Hey stranger
♪ Hey stranger
Midnight bells, warning bells ringing in my head.
Watch out.
Watch out.
I had felt that kind of hunger only once before.
And I'd been deeply hurt.
Now I had rules to live by.
One.
To never let it happen again.
Two.
To give only what I wanted.
No more.
Ever.
What's your name?
I don't have one.
I never kissed a woman who didn't have a name.
I protected myself.
I didn't tell him my name, where I lived.
Anything about me.
Two nameless people in a nameless hotel room.
His beautiful chest.
His skin.
His smell.
His touch.
Watch out.
Watch out.
I left when he was still asleep.
Ran back home and locked the door.
Safe behind my walls again.
But the memory of that night haunted me.
The church bells.
His touch.
Before I knew it, it was December again.
New Year's Eve again.
Midnight bells pounding along with my heart.
- I knew you'd come.
All I think about,
dream about,
is of seeing you again.
Making love to you.
Tell me your name.
Tell me your name.
What are you afraid of?
Please, tell me your name.
What am I afraid of?
Life.
Love.
Men.
Of this man.
Of being hurt.
Of being hurt.
Same hotel.
Same room.
But this time something was different.
There's another woman in my life.
She knows about you.
She's given me an ultimatum.
It's either her, or you.
My name is Robert.
Robert Gaines.
And I'm in love with you.
- Robert Gaines.
Robert Gaines.
One candle left.
Robert Gaines.
Her, or me.
Her, or me.
Is it too late?
Will he be there?
Has he forgotten?
♪ Should old acquaintance be forgot
♪ And never brought to mind
♪ Should old acquaintance be forgot
♪ And days of auld lang syne
♪ For auld lang syne my dear
♪ For auld lang syne
♪ We'll drink a cup of kindness yet
♪ For auld lang syne
♪ Should old acquaintance be forgot
♪ And never brought to mind
♪ Should old acquaintance be forgot
♪ And days of auld lang syne
♪ For auld lang syne my dear
♪ For auld lang syne
♪ We'll drink a cup of kindness yet
♪ For auld lang syne
♪ Should old acquaintance be forgot
♪ And never brought to mind
♪ Should old acquaintance be forgot
♪ And days of auld lang syne
♪ For auld lang syne my dear
♪ For auld lang syne
♪ We'll drink a cup of kindness yet
♪ For auld lang syne
- That night I told him my name.
The next day we spent the whole day together.
And the day after that, and the day after that.
And the days turned into weeks, the weeks into months,
and through it all, those bells.
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