Up for Love (Un homme à la hauteur)

- "Home"? - Excuse me?

I'm calling from a mobile I found.

I didn't know the owner's name, so I checked the contacts

And found one called "Home", so I called you.

- You have my phone? - Looks that way.

Thank you! That's great. Where did you find it?

On the terrace at the Garibaldi.

Wow! It's crazy. I looked everywhere. I don't know how I forgot it.

I can tell you that. You were arguing with someone.

You hung up abruptly, paid the bill,

and walked off leaving your phone on the table.

- You were sitting next to me? - A few tables away.

And you heard?

- I think everyone heard. - Oh, no.

I'm so ashamed. I must've seemed half-hysterical.

As you noticed, I'm having relationship problems with someone...

- Bruno? - Excuse me?

The relationship problems are with Bruno?

- He's called seven times since you left. - OK.

He texted too.

- Should I read you his messages? - No, that's OK. Very kind, thank you.

- But I don't understand... - Yes?

If you saw me leave without my phone,

why didn't you just give it back to me?

I could've, it's true. But what would've happened?

I'd have given you your phone, you'd have said thank you,

and walked off without even seeing me.

Whereas now, when I give it back to you...

I'll have your attention.

- Shit! What an idiot! - Pardon?

My bath is running over.

- Go on, I'll call you back. - OK.

Shit!

It's everywhere!

- You didn't leave me much time. - Who didn't?

No, Bruno, that's enough.

We've argued enough for one day.

Diane, it's a mess. There won't be an agreement.

I told you what I think! I'm tired now.

I'd like to take a bath or go to bed. To do something else.

It'll go to court.

I won't give in. If you don't agree, we'll separate. That's it.

We are separated, darling.

I meant professionally. And stop calling me darling. It's absurd.

Why don't you trust me'? Try me one time.

I have to go, I have a call.

- Who? - It's none of your business.

Think it over, we need this...

Bruno, I'm hanging up! Goodbye.

Hello.

- You really irritate me. - Already?

- We barely know each other. - Oh, I'm sorry.

I didn't think it was you. I was talking to...

Bruno?

Yes. He's my ex.

- Has it been long? - What?

That you've been separated.

Three years. But I'm not sure anyone's told him.

Why am I telling you this? I don't know you.

Me neither.

Do you have a name, or do I keep calling you "Home"?

Home is a pretty name.

Diane. And you?

Alexandre.

Why does Bruno keep chasing after you?

He's not chasing after me. We're partners.

- I see. - Yeah.

- You have a company? - A law practice.

- Civil or corporate? - Min of both.

- Which do you prefer? - It depends...

- What exactly are you doing? - Nothing. Talking to you.

- It's pleasant, isn't it? - Yes...

But it's kind of...

Kind of weird. You're right.

And I suggest we stop.

Now that we have a fabulous opportunity...

- An opportunity? - To have dinner together.

Oh, I see. And who exactly is it an opportunity for?

For me, I admit.

- What's in it for me? - A telephone!

But it's my telephone!

But I have it.

You're holding it hostage.

I don't know what to say, because...

I have one principle in life.

- Never have dinner with strangers. - You're perfectly right.

Especially nowadays.

How about lunch?

A cup of coffee? Ice cream? A crêpe?

A merry-go-round ride'? Come on, I need some help!

You don't give up.

Never. Perseverance is one of my foremost qualities.

- What about modesty? - That too.

But I'm not sure it would get me a yes tonight.

Am I right?

So, Home, what do you say?

Tomorrow, two pm?

I'm busy until three.

Then let's say 3:30.

- Do you know the Monte-Crista Café? - Yes.

Perfect. 3:30 at the Monte-Crista.

How will we recognise each other?

To start with, I know who you are.

Right. How silly of me.

And you'll see, you won't be able to miss me...

- Then I'll see you tomorrow. - OK.

- Goodbye. - Goodbye.

UP FOR LOVE

Home?

I'm sorry, there was traffic.

- You OK? - Yes, great.

It's always a bit strange, meeting in the flesh.

You talk on the phone and imagine something,

and it doesn't match.

- No, I didn't imagine anything in particular. - Hello!

- What will it be today? - Perrier for me.

- No ice and a lemon wedge. - That's it.

- Anything else for you? - No, thanks.

You come here often?

No. But as a rule, people remember me.

You have a pretty smile.

Oops, wrong move.

Before I forget the most important thing...

The battery needs charging.

- What's wrong? - Nothing.

I'm 16 inches short? Is it a big deal?

- Not at all. - No?

- No. It's even... Not a big deal at all. No. - It's no big deal. No.

It's different.

It's original, perhaps surprising. But not a big deal.

War's a big deal. Bad breath is a big deal.

But not that.

I was a bit surprised, I admit.

I understand. Me too, it surprises me.

You weren't expecting such a small man. It's normal.

And now you need time to take it in.

Yes, people are looking. What can I say?

They wonder what we're doing together, a gorgeous blonde and a gnome.

But it's simple.

A strong-willed woman sent her ex-husband, who's a nuisance, packing.

She was upset and forgot her phone.

A man who measures four foot five...

I know, I look taller, but I'm actually four foot five...

- Sure. - ...brought her phone back.

What's so extraordinary? Nothing.

Nothing worth twisting your neck over, right?

- You're right. - Good.

- What are you doing after? - After?

After we're done here, what are you going to do?

I have an appointment with a client nearby.

You know what? You're going to call them and cancel.

Yes, you are. They'll be surprised, maybe even annoyed,

but it's not a problem, you'll make another appointment.

And I'll take you on an unforgettable experience.

No, I'm serious. It'll change your life.

- I can't do that. - Yes, you can.

It totally changed my life!

What exactly are you talking about?

- Adrenaline. - Alexandre!

- Hey, Vanessa! How are you? - What are you doing here?

I thought you were in New York. Olivier's still at the Biennial.

He has time to play there for a week. I work.

Hello.

Sorry. Diane, a friend. Vanessa, a friend.

- Pleased to meet you. - And you.

- Going to Maurice's birthday on Saturday? - I'm not sure I can.

- I hope you'll make it. Good to see you. - Say hi to Olivier.

- OK. He's back tonight. Bye! - Bye.

Where were we?

The adrenaline-filled experience

you are about to live in exactly...

one hour.

Sebastien, it's Alexandre.

Can I have a plane in one hour?

Two people.

OK, thanks. See you.

It's all settled.

Oh, my God.

We're at 10,000 feet!

10,000 feet! That's almost two miles!

That's right. How do you feel?

- Not well. - That's only normal.

I want to go home.

You are. But you're taking another route.

No, I don't want to!

Don't worry, I'm used to it.

- Are you sure? - Yeah.

- It's my second time! - OK...

What?

That isn't funny!

- Stop this plane! - OK.

Come on, Home!

- No way, no way! - Diane.

Diane! Everything will be fine.

- I can't, I can't. - Diane.

Listen to me. You're with me. You're safe.

It'll be all right, OK?

At five, we jump.

One...

two... three...