All language subtitles for Paris.Can.Wait.2016.1080p.BluRay.X264-AMIABLE_Subtitles01

Yeah?

No, no. No, we're leaving Cannes now.

Hey, Budapest could be huge for us.

They say we'll cut production costs in half!

No, a vacation can wait.

Yeah, Annie knows. She understands.

Oh, right, I met
with Mr. Yamamoto this morning.

He finally said yes to our deal.

Yeah.
I almost threw my back out bowing.

Okay, later.

Mmm.

You have no idea
how good this tastes after seaweed and fish.

Why can't the Japanese distributors
just serve croissants?

I mean, we're in France, for Christ sakes.

Can I offer you some delicious cold coffee?

- Let me see.
- Oh...

I gotta keep packing.

Ooh.

You okay?

Oh, I'll be fine, it's just my ears, you know.

Right.

Oh, come on, 100 camels?

Where the hell are we gonna get 100 camels,
for Christ sakes?

What does the script say?

Goats. I thought so.
And those Moroccan goats work cheap.

You tell the director, no more creativity.

He's gonna use the goddamn goats...

And he's lucky he still has a job. Okay?

Have I mentioned
that overseas production is a bitch?

Mmm-hmm.

Seriously, 12 euros for a bottle of water.

And look, they charged you for
a hamburger and a cheese sandwich.

Well, I wanted a cheeseburger,
but I couldn't order one...

So, I got both and I made my own.

Honey, what are you working so hard for

if your wife can't have a cheeseburger
when she wants one?

Baby, I'd buy you a billion cheeseburgers,

but you know how much
I hate wasteful extravagance.

Ah, yes. Because your cufflinks
were such a bargain.

Have you seen that book I, uh...

Thank you.

Now let me check those little ears.

So sweet.

Yeah. Okay. I'll be right down.

Honey, would you call the bellman?

Have him come up and get my bags.

We're sorry, all lines are busy.

Ugh...

Excuse me.

Oh, sorry.

Madame, I'm so sorry.

Would you please
hold this under Lockwood?

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

It was my real dream to act.

And so I went to Paris seven years ago.

And it was a wonderful experience.

- It's a pleasure to meet you.
- Oh.

I enjoyed talking to you.
Good luck.

Pleasure to meet you, too.

Hi, honey.

Bonjour, Anne.

Hello, Jacques.

You're all set.
I've checked you out and the car is waiting.

- You look lovely.
- She does, doesn't she?

Come on.

Mr. Lockwood, can I have a photo?

Thank you.

Your driver is here.

I read the script.

Yes?

And I'm telling you,
it could be a little classic,

and it's commercial, too.

Classic and commercial?
Come on. Let's go produce it!

Only for a minute.

What's the matter?

What the hell?

Oh, Michael, you know I am not a whiner,
but my ears...

Oh, baby, I'm sorry. You'll be able
to rest when we get to Budapest.

And wait till you see where we're staying.

It's Mario. Uh, what's my inseam?

- 34 inches. 86 centimeters.
- Ah.

The food on the plane will not be food.
So I got you something good.

Try this sausage.

The old man in that shop makes it himself.

Mmm.

And look at this Dijon mustard.

It's Edmond Fallot. The best in France!

Anne, here are some drops for your ears.

Thank you, Jacques.

Our director in Morocco
has gone completely crazy.

He's into double overtime every day.

He seduced his leading lady
but now they're fighting on the set.

It's a nightmare.

Yes,
but he's had three straight hits.

Relax, we can trust him.

What's he doing now?

I don't know.

Mmm.

Smell that perfume!

And it's full of vitamins!

Mmm.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

Ah...

I can't believe Laszlo sent this.

I told you he wants to be in business with us.

Be careful, because he's not a generous man.

- Madame.
- Yes?

- I notice your ears seem to be bothering you.
- Well, yes.

I must warn you that the cabin pressure
can be quite painful.

I don't recommend you fly today.

Thank you.

Michael, I think I should skip Budapest
and just go straight to Paris.

What?

Yeah.

I mean, you're gonna be
working the whole time anyway.

Well, honey, I'm just sorry I didn't know
you were feeling so bad.

May I make a suggestion?

I'll take care of her.

- Really?
- Yes.

I have meetings tomorrow morning in Paris

and I'm driving back now.

Oh, that's fine. I can take the train, it's fine.

Everybody's leaving Cannes today.
The trains are full.

- So, let me drive you.
- Uh...

That's very generous,
but you sure it's okay with you?

- Uh...
- You'll be there by dinner time.

Look, I don't bite.

You rest up in Paris. I'll call you tonight.

Baby, I love you. Uh...

Hold on one second please.

I gotta go. Bye.

Michael!

This is a lovely car.

- Yes. She's with me for a long time.
- Hmm.

No, no, no, no. You need lunch. Come.

- Oh.
- Here.

I like to stay here when I'm in Cannes,
away from the crowd at the beach.

It's a beautiful day.

Are you nervous?

Maybe. A little bit.

We've never actually been alone together.

So you didn't believe me
when I said I don't bite.

Uh, would you like
a glass of wine?

Mmm-mmm.

No, no.

No, no. Thank you.

Yes!

When in France.

You'll like this wine,
it's Châteauneuf-du-Pape.

Ooh. That's good!

Merci.

This wine goes well with
your ham de Bayonne and melon.

Merci.

Mmm.

It's delicious! Mmm.

I know it's rude, but, Anne,
I may have to take some calls.

It's okay. I'm used to it.

You shouldn't be.

Anne, a deal offer is like a soufflé.
It's all about timing.

Yes, you don't want it to collapse.

Yes?

No, tell him I'm not in unless
the UK comes in for 30%.

Well, then, tell him to go to hell!

Okay?

- Excuse me a minute.
- Mmm.

Anne, I need a credit card. Do you have one?

- Don't you have a credit card?
- Oh, I have many.

I explain later.

Okay.

Just to hold the hotel reservation
until we get there.

Did you say hotel?

Yes.

Jacques, we're going to Paris.

Of course, of course, but you need rest.

There is a fine inn
with an excellent restaurant.

And it's truffle season!

It doesn't work?

- I need to open the door for you.
- Oh.

Yeah.

So how are your ears?

Oh, I hope those drops will help. Thank you.

Ah!

Mozart, we couldn't do better.

So let's pretend we don't know where
we're going or even who we are.

Oh, brother.

Oh. You see that mountain over there?

- Yeah.
- It's St. Victoire.

Uh-huh.

Do you see that truck right in front of us!

It's a major landmark
of this region,

and a favorite subject
for many writers and artists.

Cézanne captured it perfectly.

I saw a beautiful exhibition of his work
last year in Aix-en-Provence.

- That's great.
- Yeah.

Oh, it must have been incredible to see
Cézanne's paintings here in this light.

Yeah.

The ones that I know at the Met in New York,
they look a little sad.

You know, as if they
don't really want to be there.

I like to stop about every hour.

Stretch my legs and have a cigarette.

It's been 42 minutes.

Yeah.

Hmm.

She gets thirsty.

Ah.

I hope my smoking isn't bothering you.

Ah. Actually it reminds me of my father.

He smoked two packs
of Camel cigarettes a day.

He died at 56.

Oh. See that hilltop over there?

See those old stone walls and that castle?

The Romans were all through this area.

Did you know that this
region is called Provence

because it was a province of Rome?

- No.
- Yes. Ha.

Michael and I have flown
from the south of France to Paris,

but we've never driven.

Driving is the only way to see a country.

I've always wanted to see
the lavender in bloom.

It's gorgeous!

I'll show you something.

Anne, you know,
I'm happy to be here with you

because it's the first time
I've come back here since I was a kid.

Oh, my God!

Oh!

- Yeah.
- It's incredible.

It's part of an aqueduct
built when the Romans

were at the height of their power,
just to impress their subjects.

Well, I'm impressed.

- Two-thousand years ago?
- Yeah.

They were great stonemasons.

People canoe on this river.

Huh.

- That sounds fun.
- Yeah.

I can't remember the last time Michael
and I played hooky for the afternoon.

You've got to taste the
noisette, nocciola. Mmm, it's great.

And you must try the cassis.
And fraise des bois.

That's pretty good.

Look, wild lupine.

We have wild lupine in California.

Oh, yes, but you can't eat them.

Well, no.

Look at the wild dandelions.

Mmm. With a little olive oil,
crushed anchovies, salt and pepper...

They make a marvelous salad.

I'm sure the Romans ate them.

Does everything remind you of eating?

Yes.

Stay, please. The light is perfect.

Mmm?

- Yeah?
- Turn a little.

Oh, yes. Now come in close.

It's great.

Oh, yeah.

This is Erik Satie.
He was a very eccentric man.

Did you know he never washed his shirts?

So, his wife did them?

No, he did not have a wife.

No?

No, not everyone
has to have a wife to be happy.

So, when his shirts got dirty,
he just threw them away.

Mmm-hmm.

- Jacques.
- Yeah?

I'm not French.

Yes, that is correct. Please.

Our dinner reservation is in 45 minutes.
Can you be ready?

- I'll meet you downstairs.
- Okay.

- Bonsoir, madame.
- Bonsoir.

Hi!

I was thinking about you.

Yeah, what were you thinking?

About your sweet little ears.

So how's Paris?

I'm actually not there yet.

Why, what happened?

Nothing, really.
Jacques wanted to stop for the night.

He what?

Look, he's not the greatest driver.

It's probably a good thing
we're not on the roads after dark.

Yeah. Hey, don't forget,

he's a Frenchman.

How's Budapest?

The hotel is great.
It has an amazing view of the Danube.

- How are you feeling?
- Better.

Those ear drops are really helping.

What ear drops?

Michael, let's go on a real vacation,
just the two of us.

Yeah, my phone not invited.

Honey, I think I'm getting
my back thing again.

Do you know where my pill pack is?

- It's in the pocket of your kit.
- I looked there.

- It's on the inside zip one.
- Okay, thanks.

You're the best.

Uh, what time do you think
you'll get to Paris tomorrow?

Early afternoon, I guess.

Okay. Call me when you get there. Love you.

All right. Love you, too.

I'm sorry, I don't speak French.

I'm sorry. What did he say?

He said, "You're very lucky
to be having dinner with Jacques."

Oh.

The chef here was famous
for roast baby lamb.

What looks good to you, Anne?

Oh...

Everything looks good. I can't decide.

You don't have to.

I'm full already.

The wines of the region
are Condrieu and Côte-Rôtie.

We'll have them both.

This looks great!

Mmm.

Mmm.

So, Michael tells me
you've closed your dress shop.

Yes. My partner moved to London
with her husband.

- I couldn't keep it open by myself.
- Do you miss it?

I miss our customers
and all the pretty clothes.

But I'm ready to try something new.

What interests you now?

I notice you take a lot of pictures.

Oh. Those are just for fun.

I started taking photos
for our shop announcements.

Mmm-hmm.

And now I can't stop.

Now.

Eh?

- Another one.
- Oh.

I did this with our daughter,
Alexandra, when she was little.

I remember her.
She liked to wear your red shoes.

- You remember that?
- Yeah.

I still have those shoes.

So when was the last time you wore them?

How old is she now?

She's 18.

Here's a picture of her
high school graduation.

She's at U.C. Santa Barbara, now.

It's her second semester away from home.

She has lovely eyes...

Like her mother.

Her mother is so used to juggling work
and taking care of her...

I don't know what I'm gonna do with myself.

But you have so much to offer.

It's a great time for you now.

- It is?
- Yes, of course.

What makes you dance in the street?

You're beautiful.
You're an interesting woman.

Oh, come on.

I saw all the men in Cannes
drooling over those young girls.

Come on. They're just Pop-Tarts.

You, you're chocolate crème brûlée.

Yes, that's you. Brûlée.

Oh, let me introduce you to Anne.

- This is Carole.
- Nice to meet you.

- Nice to meet you.
- Sorry for intruding.

I just heard that Jacques was here.

- Enjoy your dinner.
- Thank you.

I used to come here. I got to know Carole.

Yeah, that was clear.

She's the owner's niece.

Of course.

Why do flowers smell
so much better in France

than they do in the US?

Why? Because we're in France.

In America they look lovely
but they smell like a refrigerator.

- It's true.
- Yeah.

Well...

Roses are my favorite.

Yes, but their scent mustn't
intrude on the aroma of the wine.

Ah.

Mmm-hmm.

Did you know that it was the Romans
who started winemaking in France?

I did not know that, my tour guide.

Mmm.

Ooh, la, la?

You'll see.

So dorade royale is what you call snapper.

- Mmm-hmm.
- It has little teeth like a baby

and it comes from the Atlantic.

Mmm.

Mmm. That's a pretty dress, Brûlée.

Is it from your store?

- Actually, it's French.
- Oh.

Normally I have a passion for textiles.

And what else do you have a passion for?

Very expensive jewelry.

Ah.

Yeah, like that, uh, fancy bracelet
I see you wearing.

Oh.

That.

Actually this was given to me
by a chef in Barcelona.

We ate the best seafood in the world.
Fresh barnacles, giant crabs.

He wore it to remind himself
of his humble beginnings,

and how extraordinary it is
to be eating like we are.

I never take it off.

Are you trying to get me drunk?
That's naughty.

Just drink what you feel like.

The lamb and the veal are milk fed.

This is the best time of the year
to eat young animals.

Yes, well it's also
the best time to eat young carrots.

So, why have you never married?

I heard you had a girlfriend

and she was a marvelous chef
and she had her own little restaurant.

She sounded perfect for you.

Well, uh, that was a long time ago.

Well, what happened?

We were right for each other, but...

Unfortunately, there were circumstances.

Mmm-hmm.

Not all things are meant to be.

Yes, well, love isn't always fair.

Why is that?

It will never make sense to me.

Jacques, I can't eat much more.

This cheese is made from
unpasteurized milk.

It's alive and very healthy.

Your cheese in America
is pasteurized. It's dead.

It goes into your stomach like a ball of fat.

Is that why you French people can eat
all the butter and cheese you want

and never gain weight?

Yes, and we drink more red wine.

Of course, we are more romantic.

Oh. Is that so?

So, Brûlée, you know my vice, it's smoking.

Now you must confess yours.

Oh, my gosh.

That is the last time I ever tell you the truth.

Just taste.

- Mmm.
- Just eat what you feel like.

You know, unlike smoking,

there are studies that say
that chocolate is good for you.

You Americans always have
to have a reason for everything.

We eat what we enjoy.

Mmm. Mmm.

Michael called me just before
we came down for dinner.

He's worried about us here together.

Are you?

Should I be?

Well, I don't know.

In a long marriage,
after your child leaves home...

Are you happy?

Oh...

- We have a good marriage...
- No, that's not what I asked you.

Are you happy?

Well, sure.

Sometimes.

From Michael's call,
I know that he somehow mistrusts us.

Perhaps he mistrusts himself.

Is he faithful?

Oh, well, you probably know better than I.

He had quite a reputation and...

Well, we went through some hard times.

And have you made peace with your life?

What kind of question is that?

I think it's a good question.

Have you made peace with yourself
and your marriage the way it is?

Ah...

- Oh.
- Don't worry, it's okay.

I'm such a klutz.

We French, we have
a different attitude about marriage

than you Americans.

Oh, and what is that?

We are practical.

We're loyal to family and to marriage...

But we are human, and we follow
our natural human passions.

Well, we must seem
boringly puritanical to you.

And guilty. Guilt is bad for your digestion.

Well, how would you say
Michael's digestion is?

Well... He's an attractive man,

and women do outrageous things
to get into movies.

Once, a wannabe starlet
came to our table at the beach.

Michael had taken off his shoes.

She picked one up, poured champagne
in it and toasted him.

Michael felt her desperation.

So, as he sent her away,

he gave her his rose gold Rolex.

He didn't have to do that.

I gave him that watch.

He told me he lost it.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you.

Bonjour, madame.

Bonjour.

- Hey.
- Hi.

I didn't go.

My ears were killing me, so Jacques offered
to drive me to Paris.

Excuse me? Jacques?

Michael let you go
with a man named "Jacques"?

Suzanne, come on. Michael trusts me.

You're driving across France with Jacques,
and you didn't call me?

When are you picking me up?

He's a flirt. And he eats too much
and he smokes.

So do I. We're perfect for each other.

Is he adorable?

Yeah. But I came on this trip
to spend some time with Michael.

Yeah, and look where you are.

Seize the moment.

Just make sure he doesn't leave you
stranded along the road somewhere.

Yeah, right.

- Gotta go.
- Bye.

Good morning, Brûlée.

So, how are you feeling?

Much better, thank you.

My earache's nearly gone thanks
to those marvelous ear drops.

And the medicinal quality
of fine French wine.

Ha! No doubt.

And the hot chocolate was
a very nice touch, thank you.

I haven't had any hot chocolate for breakfast

since I was at Girl Scout camp.

How did you sleep?

Oh, well.

I noticed you're not wearing any socks.

Oh, yes. You see everything.

I didn't pack any so I washed the ones
I was wearing, but they are not dry.

Well, I happen to have some of Michael's.

He left them at the hotel.

Would you like them?

Yeah.

Oh, well, why not. Thanks.

I know what it means to walk
in another man's shoes, but his socks?

I'd like to pay for my room last night.

Actually, I need your credit card,
if you don't mind.

- Again?
- Yes.

I discovered my envelope of cash
went back to Paris

with my assistant by mistake.

So I had to leave the charges of our rooms
and dinner on your card.

Okay.

You know, my name
is quite common in France,

and unfortunately, someone
using the same name has been

charging on false cards.

Until it is fixed, I have to use cash.

I have enough for gas and little things,
but not for hotel and dinner.

I will reimburse you
as soon as we get to Paris.

Right.

Okay.

So I have good news.

My friend got us a lunch reservation in Lyon

at the restaurant with a new chef
who's got outstanding reviews.

Jacques, that sounds wonderful, but
I thought we'd be in Paris by now.

Paris can wait.

We can't leave
without taking a look at the pyramid,

as they call it here.

Of course not.

Huh!

Two-thousand years ago this marked
the center of a Roman circus.

Can you feel the chariots racing
right here where we're standing?

- That's so amazing!
- Yeah.

- Come.
- Wait.

It's not really a pyramid, but, it's more...

- Obelisk?
- Yes.

Wow.

Birds live in here.

Do you play "I Spy"?

Sounds dangerous.

It's a game I used to play
with Alexandra on road trips.

I spy something with four legs.

I spy something with two lovely legs.

Come on.

Game over.

Not yet.

- Where the hell have you been?
- Oh!

A friend lives very nearby.
She has a garden full of roses.

Excuse me.

Please, come in.

Uh...

We'll have their perfume
until the rest of our trip.

Mmm.

Ready?

This is a perfect time
to be traveling through this region.

The Rhône River is nearby.

We can turn off and have a look.

Are we ever going to get to Paris?

Let's pretend we have a year to get there.

Most of the people don't realize there
are many delicious things to eat

growing right under their noses.

Look, it's wild fennel.

Catch a trout, grill it on a bed of that,

and you have something really...

- Oh, my God!
- What?

I have no idea what's wrong.

But look where we are,
in this beautiful countryside!

Let's have a picnic!

What?

Jacques, I need to get to Paris,
and we have a problem.

Our problem isn't going anywhere.

I brought a few things from the hotel.

Come on.

Alex, honey,

is everything all right?
It's the middle of the night there.

Mom.

What, what's the matter?

Noah is such a jerk!

What? What, what, what?

He finally asks me to hang out,

so, like, I meet him at Dugan's Pub,

and he brings his two stoner roommates.

Honey, he was probably just nervous.

Boys don't always know what they're doing,
not even big boys.

Sometimes you need to take the lead.

That's so lame.

May I remind you,
this is a great time in your life?

Mom, I hear birds.

Where are you?

I'm driving to Paris with one
of your dad's business partners.

Ugh. That sounds so boring.

Oh, my God, you have no idea.

Look, I've been thinking about
your birthday. I have some ideas.

Yeah? Okay.

Alex called.

Is she okay?

Well, she will be.

It's about a boy.

I don't have all the answers,

but I try to slip her a little advice
when she lets me.

I have a feeling you have a lot of answers.

See? Wild watercress. I just found it.

Hmm.

Mmm. It's perfect, not hot and peppery
as it can get later in the season.

Taste it.

Oh, no.

Come on, try it.

Taste the wild flavor straight from nature.

It's good.

Ah. You see?

Mmm.

- Look at that.
- Yeah.

And this one here.

So, you've just made a five-star picnic.

Mmm.

Wonderful.

Try this.

Oh, wait.

This is so beautiful.

Mmm.

Delicious.

But what about the car?

She'll wait for us to eat.

Try them all.

Mmm.

I don't need to try everything
to know what I like.

Mmm.

It's the first time I tried Sudoku.

I like it, but I got stuck.

Teach me your tricks.

You, um, look for triplets.

- You see the pattern?
- Yeah?

You can find it when you see three in a row.

I start puzzles,

but I'm not sure I have
what it takes to finish them.

I think you do.

You know, let's pretend
we are in that Manet painting,

Le déjeuner sur l'herbe.

Oh.

Right.

See? The car is still waiting.

Now we have a problem.

Ah...

I don't think it's the radiator.

I wouldn't know.

Well, of course you wouldn't know.

There's nothing to eat under here.

Oh, my God.

A-ha!

Fan belt!

Well, yeah.

Do you have your pocket knife?

Yeah.

All right, here. Hold this.

Turn around.

Turn around.

Once I saw a woman on YouTube doing this.

It looked simple at the time.

Here.

Take that side.

- That one.
- Okay.

Okay, cut it where your thumb is.

All right.

Right over left.

I hope I did that right.

All right, you're gonna have to fit this
around where the fan belt goes.

- The...
- Try it.

Uh, where?

Well, it's gotta go under the thing.

- Okay, okay, I can see.
- Around the other side.

It's gotta go over the whole thing.

Now it's too loose.

I need your knife again.

All right, I think I got that right.

Maybe not.

Okay.

Try that.

- All the way. Is it all the way?
- Yeah.

It's okay. Let's see if actually it works.

You American women are ingenious!

What's he say?

He said, "You're a very clever woman."

Now, let's pretend we're driving straight
to Paris in a car that works.

And we don't need another thing
to eat or drink for a month.

This car is designed
to make you lose your appetite.

Well, it has airbags. And I can play my music.

I'm sure you know this band. They're French.

Alex gave this to me.
She saw them play at the Hollywood Bowl.

Yes, it's Phoenix.

Ha-ha!

Oh, I just hope
my car can rise from the ashes.

Everything is everything

The more I talk about it

The less I do control

Everything means everything

Can't understand a word

Half of the stuff I'm sayin'

Well, this is Lyon.

We are in the heart of France.

So how far are we from Paris? Be honest.

Not far. We have a stop first.

Well, this is L'Institut Lumière,

and the two Lumière brothers,
they lived here

when they invented cinematography.

The director is a friend of mine.

Jacques!

Anne has come all the way from
America to see your museum.

Well.

Almost.

- I'm Anne.
- Martine.

Well, let's go, then.

Anne, Martine and I
have business to discuss,

so, she organized a tour for you.

- Oh.
- Yeah.

Philippe will show you our museum.

- Hi, nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you.

Right this way, please.

Then we'll move to this one.

This is, uh, the Cinématographe,
which is the very first camera.

It was invented by
Louis and Auguste Lumière in 1895.

It is also a projector.

And then you have a model
of the first public projection.

And the Lumière brothers, um,
thought their invention had no future.

Apparently they were wrong.

- Well, that concludes our tour.
- Thank you.

Um, I'm sorry, I have to go,
but you're free to visit the gift shop.

- Have a nice day.
- Thank you.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Martine is joining us for lunch.

Oh.

On the way I'll show you
the best market in all of France.

Oh...

- Sausage from here.
- Mmm. Thank you.

- Very good. It's the best one.
- Mmm.

And look,
the very best ingredients.

All the chefs come here.

Wonderful!

You know that there used to be
worms in, uh, old cheese?

- Worms? In the cheese?
- Mmm-hmm. Mmm-hmm.

So you had in the same time
cheese and the meat.

This family has been
selling cheese for over 200 years.

Look at les fromages de chèvre.
This is goat cheese.

There is so many different kinds.

My favorite is, uh, Crottin de Chavignol.

Anne.

Thank you.

Be my guest.

- It's great, no?
- Mmm.

- No worms.
- No worms.

Please.

It's tasty, no?

You know, they found fava
beans in the Egyptian tombs.

Hmm.

Jacques, remember those
divine fava beans we had

in that marvelous little place in Palermo?

Mmm.

Mmm. And in Sardinia, we had puréed favas

served with those delicious
wild bitter greens.

Hmm? Hmm.

It seems to me that the two of you
would like a chance to catch up.

And I'm not very hungry,
so I think I'm gonna take a little walk.

- No, no.
- Oh, no, no, it's fine.

- Please, please, sit down.
- No, you two catch up.

Absolutely not. You've got
to taste this food. Please, sit down.

All right.

Ah.

Escargot.

Here, these are delicious.

Mmm. They've changed chefs,

- but the snails are still good.
- Mmm, mmm, mmm.

You must never
cook a dead snail, never.

They must always be cooked alive.

- It's true.
- It's a nightmare

how they kill snails.

They put some salt
and get rid of all this bile.

You need to purge the snails
before you cook them.

They have to empty the intestines.

This is a roasted cock from Bresse, yes?

- And usually it has blue feet.
- Ha!

This is the best in France.

Yes, and look...

They serve the breast first

and cook the legs
a little longer, to perfection.

And, oh, you have to eat it with rissoles,

potatoes fried in duck fat.

And this is morel, mushrooms.

Escargot!

That is a beautiful shawl, Martine.
Where did you get it?

It belonged to my Russian grandmother.

It's full of moth holes, but I still love it.

Well, it's a beautiful example
of early-1900s paisley.

Well, if you're interested in fabrics,

there is an excellent textile museum
a few blocks away.

You should go and see it.
Don't you think so, Jacques?

No, no, please, we're going to Paris.

Please don't give him any ideas.

Jacques, this has to be our last stop.

- Okay?
- All right.

Oh.

Hey!

Look at this exquisite embroidery
from the 18th century! Huh.

Can you believe it was all done by a man?

Of course it was.

Come see his picture.

Here he is!

Mm-hmm.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. Oh.

You're naughty
because I think you knew.

Well, I've got to go back to work.

Anne, don't be in a hurry to go back to Paris.

You'll never forget your travels with Jacques.

Trust me.

That was a very touching goodbye.

Yeah.

Ooh.

I told her to get a pair of sensible shoes.
Hmm.

Of course you did.

Okay, Jacques. I've had enough detours.

It's straight to Paris now, right?

Let's hear more of your music.

Fences in a row

Fences in a...

When I see the first new moon,

faint in the twilight...

I think of the moth eyebrows

of a girl I saw only once.

- A haiku.
- Nice.

The changing of the moon reminds me that

life and business have cycles.

Sometimes full,
and sometimes not.

Hmm. You seem to live as if it's always full.

Anne, I have to tell you that...

Look! Vezelay!

Did you see the sign?

I had no idea we were so close.

Let's make a little detour
and see the beautiful cathedral there.

Who are you?

And what have you done
with my American friend

always in a hurry to get to Paris?

Don't I get a turn to choose a stop?

It's straight to Paris.

Richard the Lionhearted began
the Third Crusade from here.

They say there are
bones of Mary Magdalene under the altar.

- See those columns?
- Yes.

Each one tells a story.

You can tell me your sadness, Anne.

It happened a long time ago.

But it's still with you.

Yes. And it always will be.

David.

He had a heart defect,
and he lived only 39 days.

He was always surrounded
by nurses and doctors, but...

He knew me.

He held onto my finger...

And fought so hard every minute of his life.

I'm so sorry.

I thought I would die.

His father, my first husband...

He couldn't handle it, he left.

One day, I wandered into a church...

And there was an alcove with the
Virgin Mary holding her infant son.

And suddenly I felt connected...

To all the mothers who have
lost a child down through time.

I wear this to remind me

how fragile life is,

and how painful
and exquisite it is to be alive.

Anne, you're human.

And you've been to the depths
of what that means.

Food is good for the soul.

This place is supposed
to be the best in Vezelay.

- Great.
- Please.

- Jacques, I need to make a phone call.
- Okay. Of course.

- This is the voicemail box for...
- Michael Lockwood.

Please leave a message.

Hey, honey, it's me.

I just miss you...

The mailbox is full
and cannot accept any messages at this...

Man.

Yes, of course.

Uh, listen, I need an advance. Yeah.

Come on, you know our new picture
will be a big hit in the UK.

No, I need the money now, damn it!

You'll drink for both of us.

We still have a long drive.

It's a Cuvée Silex,
from Domaine Daguenau 2012.

Of course.

Merci.

It has a crisp mineral note
that expresses, uh, the terroir.

And the vineyard subsoil is calcareous chalk.

It's giving something
really special for this wine.

Because it's very deep and, uh...

I am boring you.

No. No, no.

I mean, yes.

It's just a little intimidating,
how much you know about wine.

It's just knowing what you like.

My happiest memories are around the table.

And I'm here now with you.

Excuse me.

What's wrong?

It's Alex. She's decided to go camping
with friends for her birthday.

It'll be the first birthday in her life
that I won't be with her.

You've taught her
how to be happy on her own.

Now it's your turn. And you're in Burgundy.

Merci.

Look at this.

No, it's good, but who needs this fuss?

I remember going into the garden
with my mother and picking tomatoes...

Really ripe, red ones in August.
Bringing them into the kitchen,

still warm from the sun.

She'd put slices on fresh bread,

add good olive oil, sea salt
and fresh ground pepper and say,

"Jacques, you'll never eat better."

She was right.

The best food in the world
is straight from the garden

with very little done to it. Authentic, like you.

So, what did your family eat, Anne?

I grew up in Cleveland.

Nobody's perfect.

No, our idea of fine dining was fried chicken,

mashed potatoes, and frozen peas.

I didn't learn about good food
until I went to California.

There is one thing from my past
that I make well, though.

Lemon meringue pie.

Mmm, great.

Sometimes I think
Michael married me for my pie.

He married you for much more than your pie.

Merci.

This butter from Brittany
is the best we have in France.

Now, there is a trip we should take.

The coastline, the oysters,
the cider, and les galettes bretonnes...

Those wide and thin
buckwheat pancakes. Mmm.

I love pancakes.

Excuse me.

Thank you.

- Michael!
- Everything okay?

Yeah, I was just checking in to see what's...

I think I'm over this whole producing thing.

Once Alex is out of school,

- let's talk about Plan B.
- Oh.

Honey, there are problems
on the Morocco shoot.

I have to go there ASAP
with a big fire extinguisher.

Huh. Well, when would that put you in Paris?

I can hardly hear you. Where are you?

I'm in a restaurant.

With Jacques?

Well, yeah.

Listen, Anne.

Jacques can be very charming,

and Frenchmen have no scruples
when it comes to married women.

I'll keep that in mind.

Call me as soon as you get to the apartment.

- Love you.
- Love you, too.

Hmm.

"Nipples of Venus."

It's their specialty.

Merci.

Mmm. Mmm-hmm.

Oh, my goodness.

You've been taking a lot of photos.

Let me see what you've got there.

Oh, they're nothing, really.

Come on. Show me.

You have a beautiful eye for detail.

They are very evocative.

You think?

Yeah. You don't show the whole thing.

You make me imagine the complete picture.

Do you make prints?

No.

Although I've thought of making
some large prints of a few images.

Hmm.

What does Michael think of your photos?

- I haven't really shown him.
- Why not?

I don't think he sees me as a photographer.

I mean, he asks to see them,
but I think he's just being nice.

Michael is a nice guy.

Why are you not revealing yourself

to the man you've been with for 20 years?

See?

How beautiful you are.

It's a wedding.

- I like this music.
- Yeah?

Oh.

Oh...

Let's pretend we are in that Renoir painting,
Danse à Bougival.

- Yeah?
- Okay.

Okay.

Your very own Sudoku book.

Mmm. Thank you.

Some chewing gum.

- It's better for you than smoking.
- Yeah.

You seem to really like kids.

Do you ever wish you'd had your own?

Well, I have a nephew, Jean-Louis.

- Oh.
- He's like my son.

He was two when my brother died.

Oh.

I'm sorry.

He thinks it was an accident.

He doesn't know
his father's death was suicide.

I kept it secret.

I never told anyone.

My brother and I had a company together.

I didn't see it coming.

Oh, that's so painful.

I'm sorry.

How lucky his son is to have you.

I'm lucky, too.

So, Brûlée, now, tell me, what was
the happiest moment in your life?

When Alexandra was born
and the doctor said,

"You have a healthy baby girl."

For me it was, uh...

Playing tag with my brother in the garden

while my mother picked
vegetables for dinner.

So tell me, Brûlée,
where are you staying in Paris?

Our friends have an apartment.

We like to stay there when they're away.

So this is your friends' apartment?

Jacques, I can't begin to tell you
how much this trip has meant to...

For me, too.

Hmm.

The way our friend taught us
the code, I'll never forget.

"A" "52"-year-old woman

can "B"

with a "38"-year-old guy.

Of course.

Where is your apartment?

- It's on what you call the third floor.
- Oh.

- There's an elevator.
- Great.

But it's... Well, you'll see. It's French.

It's really tiny.

Thank you.

So, I promised I'd return you to Paris

without so much as holding your hand.

And I did it.

Who did you promise?

Me.

Oh.

Hi, Anne. Hope you got in okay.

I left some things in the refrigerator.

Call me if you need anything.

Are you there, Annie?

Annie? Annie?

You're not answering your cell phone.

Baby, where are you?

I have to leave early in the morning.

I'm packing. My socks don't match.

I'm no good without you.

Please call me.

Damn it, where are you?

Honey, remind me to never
let you go with a Frenchman again.

Hey, it's me again.

I canceled Morocco.
I'll be in Paris tomorrow.

It's gonna be just us.

I love you, Annie.

Who is it?

Delivery for madame.

Your roses, madame.

Let's not pretend anymore.

I never was.

You opened something in me.

I'm not used to feeling like this.

Me either.

- Jacques.
- What?

You really must go.

Anne, we both know better
than to miss this moment.

We haven't missed it.

I leave for London today, but I will be
in San Francisco on the 15th.

I'll save you a seat at the bar

at Swan's Oyster Depot at 1:00 p.m.

Bring some prints of your photos.

Oh, Jacques.

Yes. We'll drive up the coast, and...

The food won't be as good as Brittany, but

what does it matter,

when you're on the road with Brûlée?

Oh...

Bonjour, Anne.

Who is it?

Thank you.

It's for me!

Chocolate roses.

Ah.

Tired out, not a miracle in this

Oh, yeah

Deciders for the lonely whispering tears

You try out for nothing then you drop dead

Not a miracle in years

Leisure for the lonely

Whispering unnecessary unless you're in

Die and succeed

I say it out loud but you just don't care

Farewell, till you know me well

Farewell, till you know me well

Girlfriend

We are far from home I am with you now

I am longing you, I am longing us two

Who bought a miracle
sells these fortune tears

December's death or glory how you want it?

No, not a miracle in years

Deciders for the lonely

Wishing death wishes death unless

Die and succeed

I say it out loud but she just don't care

Farewell

Girlfriend