Coup de Chance (Coup de chance)

Fanny?

Fanny Moreau?

Alain Aubert.

You used to write for the school newspaper, right?

Yes, that's correct.

At the Lycée Français in New York, yes.

Crazy to run into you here. What are you doing now?

I am... I am on my way to work. And what about you?

We were never in the same class, but I saw you often in the hallways.

We had the same French teacher, Mrs. Dufresnes.

I really loved her.

The dead leaves picked up by the shovel.

I can almost hear her. Wait...

You see, I did not forget, The memories as well as the regrets.

Jacques Prévert.

That was already Paris.

- Where are you going? - To the office, but...

- Do you work and live here? - Weren't you going the other way?

That's the beauty of being a writer. You can decide your own schedule.

My dad worked for a French company in New York. So I was there too.

Dad was still with the UN at the time.

- So you're a writer? - I can't believe I ran into you.

That's quite a coincidence.

Yes, I am a writer.

I've spent the summer here to write a book, but it took longer than expected.

I've lived in Paris before.

- I was married then. A long story. - Your pieces were very readable.

That's a big compliment.

- Do you live here? - Yes, my husband works here.

- What do you do? - I work for an auctioneer.

- You're no longer called Fanny Moreau. - I'm now called Mrs. Fanny Fournier.

To think that you would recognize me.

Certainly, everywhere. I was crazy about you back then.

- Don't get me started on it. - Look, this is where I work now.

- Huh? I'm staying just nearby. - But you actually don't live in Paris?

No, I travel back and forth. I'm often in London now.

And what is your book about? Wait, it's ten to three.

Nice to meet you, good luck with your novel.

Maybe we can go out to dinner sometime...

- ...and reminisce about good old times. - Alright, you know how to reach me.

What is your name as a married woman again? Fournier?

Mrs. Fournier...

Those people from Monaco are selling the entire inheritance.

Jewelry, paintings, unique clothing.

- Are you writing everything down? - Yes.

We just have to show up at the cocktail party. We won't stay long.

Edgar will drive us out of town before it gets dark.

I thought we would remain here this weekend?

But the weather is great. Bernard and Chloé are coming with Pierre Hersant.

You look beautiful.

It feels wonderful when you wear that dress.

- Everyone becomes jealous. - Don't you find it...

- ...too sexy? Look. - 'Too sexy' doesn't exist.

Not 'too rich' either.

- I have something for you. - Oh, Jean.

- How beautiful. This is craziness. - I'm crazy about you.

- I like to spoil you. - Indeed you do.

Don't worry, I spoil myself too. Come.

- Is this it? - Look.

Yes, this is it.

An antique Märklin circuit that works perfectly.

- You'll never grow up. - I'll always be a boy.

Good. Put on the ring, then we'll go.

- Don't you find it beautiful? - Yes, but...

Such an expensive jewel isn't really my style.

When I first met you, maybe not.

Later, I took another look and saw a princess.

And soon you'll be my queen.

Here, put it on.

You're the most spoiled of us, you always get what you want.

Let's say you resisted, but weakly.

Let's say I was, above all, vulnerable.

- Are you putting on that ring now? - It doesn't go with the dress.

- But it's such a beautiful ring. - Certainly...

- ...but it feels uncomfortable. - Always the rebel.

- You're a classy lady now. - Do we really have to go out of town?

You and your friends are obsessed with hunting, but I'm bored down there.

But you can relax, read, and eat well.

- And then there are the women. - You mean Delphine.

She's arrogant and materialistic. Has nothing to say.

Enough complaining.

Put on the ring, then you'll be the most elegant of them all.

The ring is for a refined lady, but my soul remains rebellious.

Your soul is my concern. You just have to enter stunningly.

Am I a trophy wife?

I swear. No one calls you that.

- Jean Fournier and his trophy wife. - She is adorable.

And very clever.

- A very beautiful couple. - Yes, definitely.

- So he's very lucky. - And very charming.

Personally, I find him very attractive.

And he is wonderfully wealthy.

Which doesn't hurt.

- A brilliant businessman, they say. - What does he do?

- Nobody knows how he makes money. - What are you insinuating?

Is there something fishy?

Anyway, he supports good causes.

I understand her. He seems like a Gatsby. Quite enigmatic.

He had... You don't have this from me.

He once had a partner who disappeared in the wilds.

Drowned.

Suicide, they say. Or even murder.

I've never heard of it.

Nobody knows why he disappeared. However, I think...

Stop it.

Well...

The story broke before I came to Paris. He was supposed to have drowned.

Great advantage for Jean. That's all I know.

It's only gossip.

I love gossip, it makes life more interesting.

They're just gossiping, right.

Wow, this is an attentive man.

- A magnificent ring. - This is part of an exchange.

I give her such a piece of jewelry, she leaves the city, which she hates.

I love swimming. That's about it.

Her mother is adventurous. She loves kayaking, fishing, and even hunting.

But this ravishing girl doesn't.

This weekend, we're going out of town for some deer hunting. What about it?

It's very entertaining.

- I can't. - We're vegetarians.

I didn't know that. I'm sorry.

But perhaps there is some gossip, something juicy to sink my teeth into?

- Dear friend... - A drink?

- Are you bored? We're leaving the city. - The countryside's great.

- But deadly. - I can finish Rendez-vous à Samarra .

A great book.

Thank you.

I ran into someone from school, on Avenue Montaigne.

- He recognised me right away. - You have kept your girlish charm.

He said he was crazy about me, back then.

And it's only now he told you?

It has thrusted me back into the past and I keep thinking about it.

New York. The happiest time of my life, with a promising future.

I remember his jeans and his burgundy shirt.

If he had approached me then, what would have happened?

- I could have had a different life. - Why? Do you want a different life?

I learned from my first marriage: it's not about work or obligation.

It's not a chore, but something you look forward to.

I went to an auction...

...where jewelry belonging to Marie-Antoinette was auctioned.

- Did you buy anything? - Yes.

I wore it at the ball of the Prince of Monaco. Great success.

I am happy. It did cost me a bit though.

- Are we really going deer hunting? - Yes, we are.

- I don't know if I have the courage. - When I see such a creature...

...I don't know if I'll shoot it either.

Shooting a deer that looks at you...

...that's like murdering a child.

Oh, this is delicious. Your wine is incredible.

- I bought that one for you. - I can recommend...

- ... a culinary journey in Japan. - I'm not a fan of Japanese food.

Is it delicious? Our cook has the weekend off.

- Our cook has said goodbye. - We're looking for someone...

- ...but a good one is not easy to find. - Has she left?

You need to pay them well.

And Pierre is also very difficult.

- Delphine is nice, but a snob. - She admires you.

Supporting their foundations does help.

Chloé asked again what you do.

Even as your wife, I don't know.

This is crazy. Why does everyone find it so mysterious?

I've already explained a thousand times.

- I know, but... - Listen.

I am adding to assets. It can't get any clearer.

Rich people want to become richer.

Less tax, more for the children.

I help with that, and that's how I earn.

And everything legal?

Uh, yeah.

Mostly.

Yes, Fanny, it's Alain. Alain Aubert, from school.

Hi, how are you?

I'm fine. Listen. I am now near the gallery.

Do you want to have lunch with me today? Or any other day this week.

Yes, we can have lunch together today.

Great, great. Listen.

I know a good place.

It's beautiful weather for lunch in the park.

That's what I was thinking too.

We can grab some sandwiches.

I am in front of your office. Half past twelve, one o'clock?

Great. See you soon.

I live really close by, just behind that building.

But tell me. You're married, children?

Divorced, no children.

I was married to someone you might know, Anne Sorel.

She was at school with us. She played in Anouilh's L'Alouette .

I didn't know her.

Very beautiful girl.

- Actually... - What?

...I fell in love with her because she looked like you.

But that went wrong.

You seemed so straighforward.

Very natural.

I couldn't look at you.

I feel flattered but also embarrassed.

It was something sacred about you.

I should have paid more attention to lessons and less to boys. Which bench?

- Shall we sit here? - Okay.

So I started dating Anne.