Original subtitles

[♫♫♫]

A COLLECTIVE FILM

[BELL TOLLING]

[CAR HORNS HONKING]

PARIS, I LOVE YOU

Little neighborhood romances

[ALL SPEAKING IN FRENCH]

FRANCINE [IN ENGLISH]: But in the end they still get married.

FRANCES [IN ENGLISH]: I meant every word I said in the Louvre this morning.

BEN [IN ENGLISH]: Bicycling? Where does he bicycle to?

[MUSIC PLAYING ON CAR RADIO]

MAN: You're leaving?

Shit.

All grabbed!

Shitty neighborhood, shitty radio.

[MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY ON RADIO]

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

[BELL CHIMES]

Give me a break, slug ass!

Move, you bitch!

Already?

Crazy.

[CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING]

[SIGHS]

Shove off, buttface.

I just got here so I'm, like…

[MAN CHUCKLING]

[KIDS LAUGHING]

Brats, fuckin' brats.

All taken. It's getting tragic.

What's wrong with me?

I'm well preserved, adaptable,

I have a nice car in running order.

OK, minus a wiper blade and one air bag, but still.

A salary not to be spat at, a decent sense of humor…

I can laugh at lots of things

including myself.

I'm laughable. A lonely joke.

My world is a glove box. Empty.

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

What the…

Can you hear me?

[MUTTERING]

Stand back! I'm a doctor.

Keep your wife lying down.

Lie still. Down, girl, down!

Nothing to worry about.

Down, girl!

Let her sit up.

MAN: Should we dial 911? DOCTOR: No need.

It's just low blood sugar. Eat carrots.

Better still, beets.

For sugar.

You'll feel better lying in my car.

Good idea. Down, girl, down!

MAN: Drop the "Down, girl." It's annoying.

DOCTOR: Suit yourself.

MAN: Is she OK?

[CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO]

[CLEARS THROAT]

I'm afraid I have nothing for you.

I'm not big on Kleenex boxes in the back window.

[CLEARS THROAT]

WOMAN: Thanks. MAN: You're welcome.

You stayed calm.

I took a first aid course.

If you'd hadn't come to, I'd have given you CPR.

Cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

I'd have laid you out straight…

Can you turn off the music?

[MUSIC STOPS]

I liked the feel of your hand on my neck.

Me too.

When you think about dolphins

stranded on a beach, people throw seawater over them

but it's useless.

They die surrounded by unknown beings.

Who says it's useless?

[SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY]

Anyhow, your shoes are great.

My Clarks?

I've had them since I was 14.

I don't wear them every day. I treasure them.

[CAR HORN HONKS]

No. No, no, no.

[CAR DRIVES AWAY]

My tobaccologist is expecting me.

My tobaccologist.

Soon?

I'll drive you.

The traffic may be bad.

No problem. I'll weave around.

I won't be long.

No problem. I'll wait… for you.

[♫♫♫]

Check that thong!

Honey's got an ass like a peach.

Show me your thong, I need to floss my teeth.

Please!

[LAUGHING]

Oh!

Check out the Thai hottie.

How about a hot Thai massage? I have a place nearby.

Woo-hoo.

She didn't have any tits anyway.

BOY 2: I get more pussy than you two put together.

BOY 1: In your dreams man.

BOY 2: Why do I always have to get the girls?

You ain't got shit so far.

Leave it to a true player.

Hey, ladies! You're looking sweet today.

Yeah? Call me when you're old enough to shave.

She dissed you, man.

You ain't never getting laid.

You're the one not getting laid, not me.

You're in France now!

Asshole.

Nice trip!

MAN: That's not cool.

Where you going?

FRANCOIS: You OK, Miss?

BOY 2: Virgin to the rescue!

[BOYS LAUGHING]

You OK?

Assholes.

Thanks.

They're just ignorant.

FRANCOIS: I'm sorry. ZARKA: Doesn't matter.

Can I help?

Please.

[ZARKA LAUGHS]

Sorry!

I don't know how.

How's that?

How do I look?

I'll show you.

Give us a smile.

[CAMERA CLICKS]

You're even worse at this than getting girls.

My friends do that stuff, not me.

They're pathetic.

You have beautiful hair, why do you have to cover it up?

I don't have to. I choose to.

Too bad. Because you're so pretty.

You mean I'm not beautiful in my hijab?

That's not what I meant.

You and your friends don't know shit about women.

Why talk to them like that? When you can see they don't like it?

If I want to look beautiful, I do it for me.

When I wear this I feel part of a faith, an identity.

I feel good.

That's what beauty is.

Tell that to your friends. Then maybe one day,

they might even get laid.

I have to go.

Where to?

The mosque.

Can you…

Thanks.

And thanks for helping me.

No problem.

You got a crush?

What?

You into brown girls now?

Fool, you touch her and Osama will personally bomb your ass.

BOY 1: That's true, man.

BOY 2: Hey, girls! BOY 1: Looking for me?

BOY 2: Babe, you're late!

I've been here an hour!

[♫♫♫]

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

ZARKA: Hi.

Grandpa, the boy who helped me.

I'm surprised to see you here.

François.

I'm Zarka.

How are your hands?

OK.

It was good of you to help her.

FRANCOIS: Only natural.

Are you going our way?

Are you a student? Yes. History.

Good boy.

Knowing your history is very important.

My Zarka wants to be a journalist for Le Monde.

She wants to write about France

but her France. God willing.

FRANCOIS & ZARKA: God willing.

[BELL CHIMES]

CHRISTIAN: Hello!

Elie?

Can you get us some wine?

[IN ENGLISH] So…

Let's take a look.

Fantastic.

Have you got something that you can…? You can get this color somehow?

These colors are…

She says it's important to get the same red.

Right.

Is this? Is this?

It's… It's almost a blood red,

but I don't know if it is a blood.

It depends on what kind of blood.

Blood red.

Did? Did we use blood, Gaspard?

[IN ENGLISH] No, I think we used auto paint.

[IN FRENCH] I think it was car paint.

Come out back, we'll find it.

Haven't we met?

I'm sure I know you.

Where do you live? I'm in the 17th.

Maybe I've seen you around.

You don't talk much!

I'm not sure, but…

I feel I've seen you before. You look like a mystical guy.

Really, you have a very special aura.

You believe in spirits?

I'm way into that stuff.

Maybe we met in a past lifetime.

Light?

A light.

Thanks.

It's amazing. As soon as I saw you, I needed to talk.

It's like…

I don't know. A strong, weird feeling.

I thought

if I don't talk to you before I go

I'd be missing out on…

something…

important.

Beautiful.

You work in a beautiful place.

I didn't want to miss the chance to talk to you. It's dumb, but…

Never mind. May I?

You believe in soul mates?

Finding your other half?

You like jazz?

Charlie Parker…

And Kurt Cobain. I love him!

Whatever.

Here's my number.

I'd really like to talk with you…

if you call me…

more seriously and…

for longer, especially.

CHRISTIAN: All done.

Have a good trip back.

MARIANNE: Goodbye.

CHRISTIAN: What's up?

[IN ENGLISH] I'm not sure, Christian. He gave me this.

A phone number?

I don't know what he was saying.

I don't speak French that well.

He used a lot of phrases that aren't in my phrase book.

Call him and see.

[GUITAR PLAYING]

[MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

[FOOTSTEPS]

[AIR HISSES]

[CLATTERING]

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

What are you looking at, asshole?

Stop!

AXEL: What are you looking at, asshole? JULIE: Stop.

AXEL: I'm talking to you. What are you looking at, asshole?

What are you looking at, asshole?

I'm talking to you, faggot!

Is it my girl you like? You want to fuck her?

Look at that faggot!

Is it my girl you like? You want to fuck her?

Look at that faggot!

Leave us the fuck alone! Fuck off!

Fuck off! Don't make fun of me!

Do you think that's funny?

This asshole's trying to make fun of me! Little piece of shit!

What are you trying to do, you little piece of shit!

Something wrong?

Stop!

[TRAIN APPROACHING]

[JULIE AND AXEL SHOUTING]

What are you doing?

What are you doing? I'm doing what I want, you jerk!

Bring your ass back over here!

[GUITAR PLAYING]

Oh, shit! You whore!

And with tongue!

Shit! Can't be!

Not that bad.

You're a real killer.

You must work out.

[AIR HISSES]

So…

Do you like hot jazz?

What'd you do with your tongue?

[TOURIST GRUNTING]

OK - you done now?

OK, now I'm done.

Feel better? Yeah.

You're crazy.

Must be when I'm with you.

Do you love me. Forever.

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

[JULIE LAUGHING]

AXEL: See how I fixed him? JULIE: I loved it.

[AIR HISSES]

Don't stare at people, it's rude.

[ALARM CLOCK RINGING]

[RINGING STOPS]

[BABY CRYING]

Shh, shh, shh.

Shh.

[IN SPANISH] ♫ Pretty little hands that I have ♫

♫ How pretty and how white That God gave me ♫

♫ Pretty little eyes That I have ♫

[BABY COOING]

♫ How pretty and black that God gave me ♫

[BABY YAWNING]

♫ Pretty little mouth That I have ♫

♫ How pretty and red That God gave me ♫

♫ Pretty little feet That I have ♫

♫ How pretty and chubby That God gave me ♫♫

[INTERCOM BUZZES]

WOMAN [OVER INTERCOM]: Is that you, Ana?

[DOOR BUZZES]

WOMAN: I have to run. I'm late.

Phone me at noon to say how it's going, OK?

[IN FRENCH] Yes.

I'll be a tiny bit late tonight. Just an hour or so.

You don't mind, do you?

No.

[FOOTSTEPS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

[BABY CRYING]

[IN SPANISH] ♫ Pretty little hands That I have ♫

♫ How pretty and how white that God gave me ♫

♫ Pretty little eyes That I have ♫

♫ How pretty and black That God gave me ♫

♫ Pretty little mouth That I have ♫

[BABY WHIMPERING]

♫ How pretty and red That God gave me ♫

♫ Pretty little feet That I have ♫

♫ How pretty and chubby That God gave me ♫♫

[SINGING IN SPANISH]

[KIDS CHATTERING]

Excuse me, madam…

[WOMAN SHOUTS IN CHINESE]

MAN [OVER PA]: Testing, 1 -2-3.

[MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

8-2-5-2.

Do you know this…

this hair salon?

HENNY: Hey, skaters.

Hi, guys.

[MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO]

Do you know this place?

Madame Li?

MAN: Good luck. HENNY: Really?

[ANIMAL GROWLS OVER SPEAKER]

MADAME LI: Sit!

Take a number!

[♫♫♫]

Why are you here?

Nice to meet you. My name is Mr. Henny.

Henny or "ai ni"?

I'm a rep for Luneol.

I'm here to present our latest line of special products

for Asian hair problems.

Dammit!

What Asian problems?

I'll come back whenever…

We have no problems!

The problem

is you!

[♫♫♫]

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

MAN [OVER PHONE]: Jean?

Bobby. How's your first day going?

It's going OK, boss.

You're in for a big bonus.

No phones!

[METAL CLANGING]

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

MADAME LI [OVER PHONE]: Find me Henny!

MONK: He's right here, ma'am.

Madam wants to see you.

WOMAN: Just like movie stars!

Beautiful!

What if Henny doesn't come back?

[ANIMAL GROWLS OVER SPEAKER]

You're here!

Henny, ai ni.

[♫♫♫]

INDISTINCT

Get to work!

But… I've never done this before.

It's a cinch.

Let's go.

What class!

HENNY: Spray!

You're here!

Ai ni.

It means "I love you."

[♫♫♫]

WOMEN: I love you.

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

MADAME LI: Wouldn't you prefer me like this?

HENNY: No, I like you better like this.

That's how I like you.

[♫♫♫]

NARRATOR: He watched his wife cross the street,

in the red trench coat she always swore she'd throw out,

but always retrieved from her closet year after year.

She was like that about everything.

It was the trait that attracted him when they first met.

The clothes she wore again and again,

the stacks of untouched lipsticks,

the song…

[WIFE HUMMING]

That she sang while cooking dumplings,

belonged to a life that felt alien now.

A life he was planning to quit between the entrée and dessert.

[BOTH SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

It struck him

how oddly logical it was to choose this place to leave her.

This very place, where he first realized

that he no longer loved her.

When she smiled, he nearly shouted

"I'm leaving you so don't smile!"

But he merely gave her a sip of his kir.

Another thing that irked him

was that she never ordered an appetizer or dessert

but always ate most of his.

Worse still, he always ordered foods she liked.

"Do I even like profiteroles?"

he pondered.

When she started weeping like he'd never seen before,

at first he thought,

she knew he was leaving her for Marie-Christine,

the hot-blooded air hostess he'd loved for the past 18 months.

[♫♫♫]

[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE]

"This is it," he thought. "She knows."

"She's known for ages. I should have guessed."

Still weeping, she brought out some papers,

and gave them to him.

In cold clinical terms

they said she had terminal leukemia.

Sorry.

In a flash, his first purpose flew from his mind.

And a strange, metallic voice began telling him

ALL: You have to rise to this occasion!

[♫♫♫]

And he did.

He ordered three servings of profiteroles to go,

and text-messaged his mistress.

FORGET ME. SERGIO

He tended to his wife in every way she'd ever wanted.

Hanging pictures around the house,

taking her to see her favorite movies in the daytime,

bargain-hunting with her although he hated shopping,

and reading Sputnik Sweetheart out loud to her.

Every little thing had a different flavor

knowing he'd never be able to do it for her again.

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

[WIFE HUMMING]

By acting like a man in love,

he became a man in love again.

When she died in his arms,

he fell into an emotional coma and never recovered.

[♫♫♫]

Even now, many years later,

his heart always lurches at the sight of a woman in a red trench coat.

WOMAN: Mommy.

Cowboys still exist. They do.

I've seen them in books.

You said they're all gone but it's not true.

Mommy.

Mommy, mommy.

Cowboys do still exist.

It's true. I've seen them in books.

You said they're all gone but it's not true.

MAN: Isis,

go to the kitchen.

[DOOR CLOSES]

You want to grieve to death?

It's been a week now.

He's gone to heaven.

If God makes me suffer this much,

there's no goodness on earth.

JUSTIN: Can I go out and play with my friends?

I'm going out, Mom!

Justin?

Don't go!

[KIDS SHOUTING]

BOY: Justin, score a goal!

SUZANNE: Justin?

Justin?

Oh, Justin.

Justin.

[HOOVES CLOMPING]

[IN ENGLISH] You wanna see your little boy?

Do you really have the courage to follow me?

JUSTIN: Mommy!

[KIDS SHOUTING]

There's a cowboy! Can I go see him?

Please!

Don't go!

Please, please!

Don't go! You mustn't!

FATHER: Suzanne!

Listen!

Daddy's calling you.

ISIS: Mommy! Mommy!

Isis and Daddy are waiting for you.

[SOBBING]

Can I go now?

[KISSING]

FATHER: Suzanne!

What happened?

Where did you get this strength?

From God.

[♫♫♫]

WOMAN: What's your name?

Don't look at your parents. Look at the camera.

What's your name?

Jean-Claude.

How did your parents meet?

In the prison.

In prison? Tell me about it.

JEAN-CLAUDE: Papa was sad because he had no wife

and he woke up alone in his house every day.

[ROOSTER CROWS]

[BEDSPRINGS CREAKING]

[♫♫♫]

[BACK CRACKS]

[DOOR CREAKS]

[CROWD CHATTERING]

[SNIFFS]

[CAT MEOWING]

[FABRIC TEARS]

[LIQUID POURS]

[CAT LAPPING]

[CAT PURRING]

MIME ASS

[KNEES CRACK]

[STEM SNAPS]

[CAR DOOR OPENS]

[CAR DOOR CLOSES]

[KEYS JINGLING]

[ENGINE STALLING]

[ENGINE STARTS]

[VAN HORN HONKING]

[BRAKES SQUEAL] [PARKING BRAKE CRANKS]

[CAR DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES]

[PAPER RUSTLING]

[ICE CUBES CLINKING]

[COIN CLATTERS]

[CAR DOOR CLOSES]

[FOOTSTEPS]

[KISSING SOUNDS]

[TOURISTS SPEAKING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING]

[MUSIC PLAYING OVER HEADPHONES]

[WOMAN SCREAMS]

MAN: Come back here, smart ass!

[WHISTLE BLOWING]

MAN: Let me out!

Shut your trap!

Get me away from these two!

Gimme a break!

I want another slammer!

I want another cell!

Let me out! I'll never touch another drop!

[♫♫♫]

Help! Let me out!

They're like animals!

[CAR HORNS HONKING]

And that's my story.

BOYS: Son of a mime!

[CAR HORN HONKS]

[CAT MEOWS]

[♫♫♫]

Claire!

[IN ENGLISH]: I'm sorry. I came as soon as I could.

CLAIRE: I said take the subway.

VINCENT: I didn't expect you to call.

CLAIRE: Maybe I shouldn't have.

VINCENT: What are you talking about?

We've already come this far.

CLAIRE: I don't know.

VINCENT: Wait a minute.

Don't you trust me?

CLAIRE: Can't you speak French, the one time you're in Paris?

VINCENT: Ah, come on, Claire.

You know sooner or later this has to happen.

Why not while I'm still young, huh?

CLAIRE: You're not young.

VINCENT: No.

[IN FRENCH]: But I'm experienced.

CLAIRE: "Experienced."

VINCENT: But I'm experienced.

CLAIRE [IN ENGLISH]: If Gaspard wakes up and realizes I'm not there,

he's going to be very pissed off.

VINCENT [IN ENGLISH]: You'll be back before he notices. Huh?

CLAIRE: And what if I'm not?

[VINCENT CHUCKLING]

VINCENT: Is this the way you intend to live your life?

A slave to Gaspard?

CLAIRE: You have no idea what he's capable of.

VINCENT: Where's your sense of adventure, huh?

CLAIRE [IN FRENCH]: You think that's funny?

CLAIRE [IN ENGLISH]: This is my life, fuck.

VINCENT [IN FRENCH]: It's my life too.

VINCENT [IN ENGLISH]: But I… I was touched you called, you know.

CLAIRE: I was desperate.

VINCENT [IN FRENCH]: And you…

thought of me.

CLAIRE [IN FRENCH]: For crying out loud!

You ask me to trust you? Look what you do!

VINCENT: Huh?

CLAIRE [IN ENGLISH]: You're smoking? VINCENT [IN ENGLISH]: I am.

CLAIRE [IN FRENCH]: You stink of butts.

VINCENT [IN FRENCH]: Butts?

CLAIRE [IN ENGLISH]: Your breath.

VINCENT [IN ENGLISH]: Claire, wait, wait, wait. Claire.

I'm very sorry.

I'm sorry.

Here, sweetie.

[IN FRENCH] I apologize.

CLAIRE [IN FRENCH]: "Apologize."

VINCENT [IN ENGLISH]: All right.

I'm sorry about being late, I'm sorry about the cigarette.

It'll be fine, it… It'll be…

I promise. You'll see.

You'll see.

When, after today,

after I've shown to you,

I'll be the one who has to go hiding.

[VINCENT SPEAKS IN FRENCH]

[IN ENGLISH] Please, please, please trust me. Trust me.

CLAIRE [IN ENGLISH]: I'm scared.

Sometimes I feel that Gaspard is taking over my life.

Well, you know, you have to start…

You have to let go a little.

Maybe that way, you know, we can see each other more often, no?

I've been dreaming so long for this day

and when I finally go for it, I feel guilty.

Ah, guilt. Don't, don't, don't.

Let's at least give it a chance, huh?

Claire, make Gaspard a balloon,

not a ball and chain.

Was I a ball and chain?

[IN FRENCH] My little Claire.

[IN ENGLISH] You were not a ball and chain.

You were a zeppelin.

[IN FRENCH] Thanks, Daddy.

[VINCENT CHUCKLING]

Now you should go have fun, you know.

When was the last time you went to the movies?

Oh… Huh?

CLAIRE: Pfft! VINCENT: Ah.

Ah, Sarah.

SARAH: Hello, Mr. Lang.

VINCENT: Good to see you, Sarah. Ah!

[IN FRENCH]: My little Gaspard!

CLAIRE: Shh! Don't wake him up. I told you, if he gets started, he won't stop.

OK, all right, all right, OK.

Go on. Sarah, take your friend and…

SARAH [IN ENGLISH]: OK. Come on.

It's getting late, go on.

[ALL SPEAKING IN FRENCH]

[IN FRENCH] Bye-bye, my dears.

[IN ENGLISH] Excuse me. For the baby.

Oh.

[BOTH CHUCKLING]

[IN ENGLISH] It's very nice. OK.

OK, thank you, Sarah. Bye-bye.

Bye-bye. Bye.

[TOY SQUEAKING]

[CLAIRE AND SARAH SPEAKING IN FRENCH]

[IN FRENCH] My little Gaspard.

[BABY CRYING]

[IN ENGLISH] Shit.

[♫♫♫]

Ken for Liz.

[MUSIC PLAYING ON STEREO]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

I'll get Liz.

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

Ken, I don't have any cash.

We'll get some.

You know where there's an ATM?

First street on the right.

[KEYPAD BEEPING]

Got nothing smaller?

No.

Let's break it there.

OK.

Evening.

What do you want?

A beer.

Two beers, please.

What brings you to Paris?

A role in a movie.

What kind of movie?

A costume drama.

You shooting tonight?

Yes.

All night long.

I have to go there in an hour.

Can I come watch?

If you want.

I won't get thrown out?

What?

Will I get thrown out?

You can…

call me.

What's your number?

Dial 001 first. It's an American phone.

Careful, it's strong.

See you later.

[♫♫♫]

LIZ: Whoop!

[ALL LAUGHING]

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

WOMAN [IN ENGLISH]: You should turn off your phone.

[IN ENGLISH] Oh, it's my agent.

WOMAN: They're shooting.

No, I'm waiting for a call.

I haven't forgotten you.

[IN FRENCH] Yes?

[IN ENGLISH] Are they ready?

MAN [IN ENGLISH]: No, you still have a lot more times.

LIZ: We still have a lot more times.

[IN FRENCH] This is Liz.

If you want to come, it's now or never.

KEN: Do you need me?

Yes. Yes.

The same thing, for a friend.

[IN ENGLISH] My… My trailer…

[IN FRENCH] is the second one on rue Payenne.

[KNOCKING]

Where's Ken?

He's on a delivery.

A major customer.

He asked me to help you out.

OK.

See you.

Careful, it's strong.

Well, you know.

[♫♫♫]

[FOOTSTEPS]

I guess I got stung

by a lousy mosquito.

These neighborhoods are risky.

Lagos is safer.

What's your name?

Sophie.

I'd give you my card but I have none left.

Too bad!

Sophie…

Fancy a cup of coffee?

Go on!

Can I massage your feet?

Why would I let you?

Because they hurt.

They do?

You were running in my dreams all night.

Please have a coffee with me.

MAN: They're coming.

Could you get us two coffees please?

What's the idea?

Are you nuts?

Don't you remember me?

[HASSAN SINGING]

[SINGING]

Miss! Wrong way!

That's it.

[SINGING]

Thanks.

Anytime.

Pretty song.

Thanks.

[SINGING]

[DOOR CLOSES]

Fancy a cup of coffee?

[SINGING]

[HASSAN SHOUTING]

[HASSAN SINGING]

Don't give me this shit.

Get working! You need a kick in the ass?

Pack up and get out.

You're fired.

[♫♫♫]

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

Sorry. My mistake.

Mistake? You know him?

What are you doing here?

You don't know him either?

Let me see your guitar.

Just for a second. I'll give it back.

Relax! I'll give it back.

♫ Now I'll go far With your guitar! ♫♫

What the…?

Easy! He's kidding.

Where do you think you are?

[HASSAN SCREAMS]

[HASSAN SINGING]

[SINGING STOPS]

Excuse me.

You're new?

MAN: Your coffees, Miss.

[BELLS RINGING]

[♫♫♫]

BARTENDER: What can I get you, sir?

Bourbon.

Play my song again, please.

BARTENDER: Yes, of course.

[THE CASINOS' "THEN YOU CAN TELL ME GOODBYE" PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

Lovely song.

I fell in love to this song

for the first and…

only time in my life.

[♫♫♫]

[IN ENGLISH] How lovely.

[IN ENGLISH] What would you like?

It depends on the price. Is there some sort of menu?

[IN FRENCH] Get out of here!

Be quiet.

[IN ENGLISH] I felt something back there, between us.

This girl, she'll be meaningless to you.

I can offer something she can't.

Um…

What do you charge to watch?

[IN ENGLISH] Two hundred.

I'm worth it. I…

We, uh…

This is where you kiss me.

I know that. It's the line. So obvious, "I'm worth it."

A woman would never say that to a man, it's ridiculous.

BOB: You're playing yourself.

But I won't say it. I won't.

[IN FRENCH] Why do you need it?

I don't. I just thought it would be a nice change.

Uh-huh.

[IN ENGLISH] Nice change?

[IN FRENCH] Affection would be a nice change.

A look without resentment.

Kiss me on impulse! Surprise me!

Me, me, me, me. You always want your feelings understood.

But mine are childish.

Sex isn't disgusting unless you make it disgusting.

There can be beauty in this place too.

Not what I call beauty.

I need a little help.

You don't know what it's like for a man when it's all gone.

I can't feel anything anymore.

[IN ENGLISH] Do you feel that?

What do you charge to watch an argument?

BOB: Can't we walk together? FANNY: I'm so ashamed.

Why? You did it out of love, I assume.

[♫♫♫]

And what do you do, out of love?

I ache…

for who we were.

[KEYS JINGLE]

[BAND PLAYING]

[MAN SINGING "THEN YOU CAN TELL ME GOODBYE"]

BOB: Surprise.

We don't have a million years.

Nobody does, my love.

[IN FRENCH] You're the only woman I've ever loved.

[IN FRENCH] Who are you?

Take your dirty paws off me!

Stop giving me that crazy stare.

You say you ache for who we were.

I, for one, have never been better.

CLOSING SOON

[♫♫♫]

Late at night…

[SCREAMS]

[SQUELCH]

[GROWLING]

[HISSES]

[GASPS]

[GROWLS]

[SNIFFING]

[FLESH TEARING]

[HISSES]

[GASPS]

[GRUNTING]

[FABRIC BILLOWING]

[HISSING]

[SLURPING]

[GROWLS]

[GASPS]

[BOTH SLURPING]

FRANCES [IN ENGLISH]: It's so beautiful.

[IN ENGLISH] It's a bunch of graves.

There are loads of amazing people here.

There's Chopin, Sarah Bernhardt, Proust.

Dead people.

You're angry we're here?

WILLIAM: There's just so much that we have to do.

We are on holiday.

Honeymoon.

We're supposed to be having lunch right now. It's a five-star restaurant.

We're not married for another month. It's over here, I think.

We… We agreed that this would be our honeymoon.

It's the only gap we got in our schedule for six months.

Your schedule. Because you took that consulting job.

You said I could.

If you're going to marry me, you've got to know when I'm lying.

That's just basic stuff.

You lied to me?

Not in a bad sense.

Oh, it's just good lies for me, then, is it?

FRANCES: Only the best.

Do you love me?

Of course I do.

[WOMAN LAUGHING]

How do I know you're telling me the truth?

[♫♫♫]

Why don't you make that your assignment for today?

WILLIAM: I believe you.

FRANCES: Now, just learn to make me laugh once in a while, and we'll be all right.

WILLIAM: But I'm not funny, I'm never funny.

You told me so yourself this morning at the Louvre. You said…

What's said in an art museum should never be taken seriously.

I take everything seriously, it's a serious world.

I don't think I've ever made anyone laugh, ever.

There's always a first time.

Now, it should be right around…

There.

[♫♫♫]

Ah, it's…

ugly.

That's not funny.

Oscar Wilde.

Why did you wanna see his grave in particular?

Because he makes me laugh.

Oh, that humor thing again.

You know what his dying words were?

"Bury me under something ugly"?

He's lying on his deathbed in this cheap Left Bank hotel.

He can't stand the way the room is decorated, but he can't afford to move,

so seconds before he dies he turns to his friends and he says,

"Either this wallpaper goes or I do."

Oh!

What are those?

Appreciation.

I can't believe you did that. Who knows where those lips have been?

I can't marry you.

I didn't mean your lips.

No, I can't.

A life without laughter?

You're not gonna marry me because I don't make you laugh?

What do you want from a husband? Pratfalls?

No.

Lightness.

Well, I'll start taking levity lessons the moment we get married.

Don't hold your breath.

Wait, you're threatening me with abandonment?

I meant every word I said in the Louvre this morning.

Oh, for God… I knew it.

You're a pot of gloom, I deserve a wit, a poet!

Oh, fine, go find yourself a nice little garret on the Left Bank,

be witty and starve.

You know what? I'm better off without you…

Ow! Ow!

[♫♫♫]

It's fine, I'm fine, I'm fine. I'm… I'm fine.

WILDE: As a matter of fact, you're not.

If you let her get away,

you'll die.

Death of the heart.

It's the ugliest death there is.

Oh, my God.

Frances.

I'm sorry.

I am an idiot.

I didn't mean to upset you. Or disappoint you.

All I can say is…

Friends stab you in the front.

What did you say?

How could you ever be happy with a man who insists on treating you

as though you were a perfectly normal human being?

Those are two of my favorite things he ever said.

I knew that.

I knew you had that in you somewhere.

WILLIAM: I'm sorry.

[LAUGHS]

Let's go back to our room.

I'll make you laugh.

[BOTH LAUGHING]

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

[PHONE RINGS]

Yes?

WOMAN [IN ENGLISH]: Thomas, listen.

Francine.

Listen.

There are times

when life calls out for a change,

a transition.

Like… Like the seasons.

[♫♫♫]

Our spring was wonderful,

but summer's over now,

and we missed out on autumn.

And now, all of a sudden, it's cold.

It's so cold, everything… Everything is freezing over.

Our love fell asleep.

And the snow took it by surprise.

But if you fall asleep in the snow,

you don't feel death coming.

Take care.

FRANCINE: Let me out.

Please.

THOMAS: Francine, I remember exactly.

It was May 15th.

Spring was late,

it was about to rain

and you were screaming.

FRANCINE: Please, Bruno.

Bruno, please.

I can't take it anymore.

Can anyone hear me?

[IN ENGLISH] Hello?

I hear you.

Who is Bruno?

I'm rehearsing, can't you see?

Uh, no. Sorry.

No.

No, I'm… I'm sorry.

You're an actress?

Trying to be. I have an audition today.

At the Academy?

Yeah.

What kind of a scene was that?

It's… It's from this pretty bad movie I was in once.

It's my only one so far, but…

I'm this prostitute and she gets beaten and raped by her pimp,

and then he locks her in this dark cellar all day long,

and then she goes nuts.

But in the end they still get married.

[BELL TOLLING]

The pimp and prostitute.

Shit.

It's 10?

So?

I have to be there at 10.

I know a shortcut, come on.

Wait.

OK, this way.

Are you sure?

Straight.

[♫♫♫]

That was fast. Thanks.

[IN FRENCH] Good luck.

THOMAS: And you were accepted, of course.

You moved from Boston to Paris

into a little apartment on the rue du Faubourg-Saint-Denis.

I showed you our neighborhood, my bars, my school.

I introduced you to my friends, my parents.

I listened to your texts,

your singing, your hopes,

your desires, your music.

You listened to mine.

My Italian, my German, a bit of Russian.

I gave you a Walkman.

You gave me a pillow.

And one day, you kissed me.

Time went by, time flew

and everything seemed so easy, so simple, so free,

so new, so unique.

We went to the movies, we went dancing,

we went shopping,

we laughed, you cried,

we swam, we smoked, we shaved.

[FRANCINE SCREAMING] Now and then you screamed.

For no reason, or for a reason.

Yes, sometimes for a reason.

I brought you to the academy,

I studied for my exams,

I listened to your singing,

to your hopes, your desires,

your music.

You listened to mine.

We were close, so close, ever so close.

We went to the movies, we swam, we laughed.

You screamed,

sometimes for a reason and sometimes without.

Time went by, time flew.

I brought you to the academy,

I studied for my exams.

You listened to my Italian, German, Russian, French.

I studied for my exams.

You screamed, sometimes for a reason.

Time went by for no reason.

You screamed for no reason.

I studied for my exams, my exams, my exams.

Time went by, you screamed, you screamed,

you screamed.

I went to the movies.

FRANCINE: Bruno, I'm dying in here.

You hear that? I'm dying.

Open up.

Can anybody hear me?

Let me go.

Forgive me, Francine.

[PHONE RINGING]

FRANCINE: Hey, what happened? You were gone all of a sudden.

Did you hang up?

Was it that bad?

Thomas,

are you still mad about yesterday?

THOMAS [IN ENGLISH]: No.

OK, so tell me, was it believable?

I see.

Shit, it doesn't work like that, huh?

Well, how are you supposed to say,

"Our spring was wonderful, but summer's over,"

without sounding completely melodramatic?

Whatever. The director loves it, I'm gonna have to find a way.

Thomas, are you…? Are you listening to me?

No.

I see you.

[♫♫♫]

[IN ENGLISH] So you made it.

[IN ENGLISH] I am sorry that I'm so late.

No problem, I was enjoying looking around.

Traffic was just murder.

Well, you're looking very handsome.

You're looking wonderful.

How are you?

I could use a drink. Sounds good to me.

It's been a long day.

Mrs. Richmond.

Good evening.

Please, this way.

What will you have?

[IN ENGLISH] What do you want?

Wine or are you drinking something else?

No, still wine. Red.

Voilà, voilà, the wine list.

May I suggest you something?

Madame Richmond loves the crabs.

She loves them? Really? Yes. Yes.

All right. Two crabs.

Thank you. OK.

[IN FRENCH] Two glasses, please.

Well, I expected to see your lawyer with you.

Well, they'll be in tomorrow. How about yours?

Oh, yours can take care of both of us, I'm sure.

I don't think you're trying to hide your assets from me.

So you still like it here, huh?

I love it.

And that book guy, he's still in your life?

No. No, no, he's long gone.

BEN: There's somebody else? GENA: Mm-hm.

Another author?

No, no. This one doesn't work.

Well, he works, but it seems more of a hobby.

He's a cyclist.

He's a what?

He bicycles.

[LAUGHS]

He bicycles? Where?

Up hills, down hills, wherever they'll let him.

Well, isn't he a little too old for that?

No. Oh, he's not my age. He's… He's younger than I am.

But, you know, not out of the question.

That's something I'm sure you can understand.

I never understood anything about you.

Well, it's enough about me.

I suppose you and Vicky are getting along splendidly

since you're still planning this gigantic wedding.

When is it exactly?

As soon as you sign the final papers. Everything else is arranged.

You think we should order some food?

No, not for me. You go ahead though.

No, I ate on the plane.

You're really gonna do this?

Sure looks that way.

You know,

I never actually thought we would.

Divorce?

Divorce.

Yeah, well, I didn't either,

but, you know, she wants a baby. She's pushing 30, getting nervous.

[LAUGHING]

A baby?

Tell me you're kidding me.

She's three months pregnant.

Well, you're full of surprises tonight.

She does know that we have two grandchildren?

Yeah, she's looking forward to them all playing together.

How sweet.

She never had much of a family.

Poor baby.

No, strike that. I don't mean to sound…

I hope you'll be very happy.

You always were a wonderful father.

Thank you, Jenny.

Do you think I'll look ridiculous?

No.

The hell with them if they can't take a joke.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Everybody needs a good joke.

You know what I'd like to do?

No. What?

I'd like to adopt.

Adopt? Yeah.

You're trying to drive me crazy.

Well, I always wanted a son.

I thought our daughters were rather spectacular.

Well, they are. They are.

You have someone special in mind? Do you have a boy picked out?

Mm-hm.

Who? Your bicycle guy.

He's in good shape, he loves sports.

Oh. What, are we trading low blows here?

Oh, I got you.

You bastard.

You know, that's really… It's really quite a creative idea.

I can adopt Vicky and you can adopt Claude

and we'll all live together and be wildly happy.

Confused perhaps, but very happy.

Do you wanna elope?

[♫♫♫]

I think we did that.

Yeah, it would've worked out too if you kept your

beautiful sarcastic mouth shut.

Or if you had kept those impeccably tailored pants on.

You know, I think I've had about all the fun I can stand tonight.

I'm pooped. I'm gonna turn in early.

No, don't get up. There's plenty of taxis out there.

We're meeting tomorrow when?

The Creole at 2.

Right. See you then.

You know,

I think maybe I will bring my lawyer along.

You'll love him.

He's an orphan.

[CHUCKLES]

Bitch.

[GENA AND OWNER SPEAK IN FRENCH]

Check, please.

No, sir. It's on the house.

Thank you.

WOMAN 1: Who's next?

WOMAN 2: Me.

WOMAN 1: OK, Carol, go ahead.

[CAROL CLEARS THROAT]

[♫♫♫]

CAROL: This is about a special day during my recent trip to Paris.

All my life, I had dreamed of going there.

That is why I've studied French

in this class for two years now.

I saved my money

and went to Paris for six days.

Even after five days, I still had jet lag

and was a little tired all the time.

[PAGE TURNS]

It was my first trip to Europe.

I wanted to go for two weeks but I couldn't

leave my dogs, Lady and Bumper, for so long.

I loved the museums and streets of Paris.

Only the food wasn't

as good as I'd thought.

I had considered going with a tour group

but I am a very independent person.

Since I am a letter carrier here in Denver

I'm used to walking every day.

Plus, I wanted to have a genuine foreign adventure…

and practice my French.

Do you know a good restaurant around here?

WOMAN [IN ENGLISH]: It depends.

What kind of food do you like?

[IN ENGLISH] Oh, anything.

Do you like Chinese food?

Sure.

CAROL: They say many things about Paris.

They say it is where artists find inspiration.

They say it is where people go

to find something new in their lives.

They say it is where you can find love.

Of course at my age

I didn't expect anything like that.

However, during those days, I had many thoughts about my life.

I thought if I had been born in Paris

or would ever have enough money,

[CAROL STAMMERS]

I could live there.

I imagined delivering mail every day

on a street like this

and meeting the people who live here.

I am sure they are very nice.

I visited a famous cemetery

where many famous people are buried.

I saw the grave of Jean-Paul Sartre and Simón Bolívar.

My book says they were two famous French writers

who loved each other very much

and that's why they are buried together.

And I saw the tomb of a man named Porfirio Díaz.

My book says he was dictator of Mexico for 35 years.

It was interesting to be next to such a powerful man

who cannot move or talk anymore like I can.

I thought about my sister Patty, who died very young,

and about my mother, who died of cancer last year.

One day I will be buried too

and maybe no one will visit me.

But I won't care. I'll be dead.

But I am not a sad person.

Just the opposite.

I'm a happy person with many friends

and two wonderful dogs.

It's just that sometimes

I wish I had someone

to share things with.

For example,

when I saw all of Paris from a skyscraper,

I wanted to say to someone, "Isn't that beautiful?"

But there was nobody there.

I thought about my ex-boyfriend Dave,

if he would have enjoyed this trip,

but then I felt a little stupid

because we've not spoken for 11 years

and now he's married with three children.

Then I found a lovely little park.

I sat down in the park,

and ate a sandwich that I'd bought.

It tasted very good.

Then something happened,

something difficult to describe.

[KIDS SHOUTING]

[♫♫♫]

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

Sitting there,

alone in a foreign country,

far from my job and everyone I know,

a feeling came over me.

It was like remembering something I'd never known before

or had always been waiting for,

but I didn't know what.

Maybe it was something I'd forgotten

or something I've been missing all my life.

All I can say is that I felt, at the same time,

joy and sadness.

But not too much sadness

because I felt alive.

Yes, alive.

That was the moment I fell in love with Paris.

And I felt Paris fall in love with me.

[FEIST'S "WE'RE ALL IN THE DANCE" PLAYING]

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

[IN ENGLISH] But every one of these makes you happy.

Bartender, champagne for the ladies.

Ben! Bob.

Bob! Ben.

[LAUGHING]

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

[♫♫♫]

[LIGHT PIANO MUSIC PLAYING]