Down in Paris

Do it again, you need to speak now.

And action.

Don't forget, Patricia, otherwise…

Action.

I've just gotten back,

it was beautiful.

A lovely cemetery

by the sea,

such peace

and quiet…

Trees too.

It suits him.

He'll be fine...

You'll go when you're up to it…

No.

No, just twenty of us,

those closest…

A very simple ceremony…

they played Debussy.

Everyone spoke about him…

No,

it's not your fault.

Cut!

No good?

It does not work?

Not what you wanted?

It's not you...

Something's not working.

- How many takes? - That was the 15th.

No, it's not that!

Back in position!

Shall we try again?

Wasn't I any good?

Ok.

- You can tell me. - You were just fine.

We change nothing, then?

I don't know.

- Which mirror do we use? - The baroque. I told you!

I can't go on. Let's take 5.

Richard? Are you OK?

I'm too hot... Suffocating...

Take a break. It'll help.

The day's nearly over.

What's wrong with the scene?

It doesn't work.

Find out why. I know you will!

Excuse me.

When you're ready.

Can you take over?

- I really need some air. - What?

Can you shoot the scene?

You sure?

It's a key scene, I don't know if…

I can't go on.

What's all this?

I can't. Find someone else.

What's are you saying?

You chose wrongly. Simon will do a better job.

You kidding?

You're just tired. I'll pretend I didn't hear that.

I'm serious.

You're not, you've lost it.

What's left to do today?

Inserts. Patricia doesn't have to stay.

Can we do the scene tomorrow?

Yes... I'll make space for it.

Perfect!

We'll do the scene tomorrow.

Go home and rest.

- Tomorrow won't change anything! - Tomorrow's another day!

Take a break and Simon will finish today.

Richard?

You reckon?

I'm the producer, I decide.

Simon, I'm counting on you.

No problem!

Change of program everyone!

Get going! See you tomorrow!

- Good night, sir. - Good night.

What can I get you?

A whisky.

- A whisky? - Yes.

Oh.

Shit.

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

Oh, god.

Ugh, so bloody clumsy.

Are you English?

I'm from London.

Hmm.

Great.

Can I offer you a drink?

No, I actually have a drink.

So, you know I'd actually like just to be on my own if that's OK.

I'm so sorry.

- Sure. - It's ok.

Sorry.

Here's to our last night in Paris.

I love Paris.

I love Paris, don't you just love Paris...

Excuse me, do you know how many British tourists come to Paris?

If I'd stop to speak to every one of them...

Excuse me, no need to be so rude, I only offered you a drink...

Well can you stop speaking to me then please?

Fine.

God's sake.

I'm sorry, I don't mean to be so rude.

It's OK, it's fine.

I've just had a bad day.

I'm Richard.

I'm Elizabeth.

So, where'd you live in London then, Elizabeth?

- Brixton. - Nice.

How about you? Where do you live in Paris?

It's near the Bois de Vincennes, the forest, so I go there quite a lot to be honest.

I don't really know that.

What, is it like Hyde Park?

Oh no, no, it's less tamed, a bit more wild, you know?

Yeah, like Hamstead Heath.

Yeah, yeah, kind of like Hamstead Heath.

I'm originally from Manchester.

Oh.

Yeah, I left after uni.

- Oh you went to Manchester University? - Yeah.

- I went to Manchester University. - No!

Yes!

Which campus?

Oh, I was at Northenton.

I went to the Met at Didsbury.

You're joking!

No, so what year were you then?

Well listen, I left in 1999, so I was there in 1996...?

I left in '95!

- Did you? Small world! - Oh god!

So you're not... are you an artist?

Yeah! Well...

I'm a director.

Wow, amazing!

It's not that glamorous.

What do you do?

I work for the NHS in health research.

- OK. - Boring.

What you do sounds so glamorous though, my god.

Well, I try to make films that...

say something, you know?

It just ain't that easy.

Can I not just get you a drink?

No, to be honest I've got to go, so thank you.

Not even just a little toast for Manchester University?

Go on then, just a little.

- Excuse me? - Madam?

One gin and tonic, and the same again, please.

Thank you.

Why don't you join me?

Go on then, five minutes.

- I love Paris. - Hmm.

Such a romantic city.

So what have you been up to then?

- Oh, I've been up the Eiffel tower. - Mmm.

I love the Shans-Eleeze.

Champs-Élysées, they say Champs-Élysées.

- Oh, Champs-Élysées. - Very good.

Been to the Notre Dame.

And the Pompidou center.

Wow, all the cliches basically.

I'm an English tourist at the end of the day.

Yeah, it's fine I suppose.

You actually don't look English.

Oh no I'm not, I'm half English half Persian.

- Oh, is that Iran? - Yeah.

Nice. People can never work out where I'm from.

Oh, don't people think you're Parisian?

No, they can hear I've got an accent when I speak French.

I wouldn't want to be French anyway, they're so moody.

I noticed.

- No, it is just a joke. - Sorry.

It's okay.

But what do you mean?

The French go from normal to angry in the space of a second, you know?

I think it must be the Latin thing, you know what I mean?

You're right though.

I just love the French.

Cheers.

Here's to Manchester.

I did a DNA test recently.

It's really trendy at the moment.

Everyone's doing it.

Yeah, I'd love to do that, God knows what I'd find.

Well, I was gutted, absolutely gutted.

Why?

I don't have a drop of French blood in me.

I would've loved to have a bit of French in me.

You might do later with that cleavage if you're lucky.

Cunt! Cheeky!

Sorry.

Thank you.

You're going to think I'm a right one, but...

I was hoping, that while I was in Paris...

I would have a little romance with some gorgeous French guy.

Oh okay.