All Stars (Tous vedettes !)

CONSERVATORY OF MUSIC AND LYRIC ART

- Do you know her? - I’ve seen her a couple of times.

We had joint solfège and classical classes.

- I know this one much better. - Oh-la-la…

- Hi, my love! - Bastard.

- What’s going on? - “Saint-Lazare Station, waiting room”.

- But I waited for you at home all evening. - Of course!

Ask Hervé, he was there. I prepared everything:

caviar, champagne, candles. It went badly.

We misunderstood each other.

That’s true: we misunderstood each other.

And what were you doing there? Holding the candle?

Hey, Hervé?

- What? - If I were you, I wouldn’t be grinning like that!

- And what did I do? - Forget it, come on, I’m treating.

- I can’t, I’m already late because of you. - I’m coming! I need to perk up.

- Hi everyone! - Stéphane!

- Hey, gorgeous. - Hey, Stéphane! Have you seen Laurent?

- No, only your wife in the “aquarium”. - She calls mommy, complains about life.

She should call her lawyer right away: listening to her, I never sleep at home.

- Why do you need Laurent? - News about the musical: everything’s set.

- Did you get some Vaseline? - Laugh all you want.

But tonight I’m meeting two art directors.

- You already said that last week. - No, nothing came of it then.

But this time everything should be fine.

One even told me: “Dear Olivier, your play has greatly interested me”.

My dear Olivier, how nice that you came to see us.

- We must promote young talent. - He is so talented.

Your musical is bound for success, but unfortunately I am very busy.

So come back in a year, and once again—bravo!

I’d love to see your faces when you see my name on the posters.

And don’t ask for favors then.

You know, my dear, if I were you I’d keep an eye on your wife.

Some of your friends wouldn’t mind making a move on her while you’re away.

We’ll talk at home.

- Thanks and goodbye. - When will we see each other?

- Never. - Why?

- You see, Gérard… - Gérald.

Ah yes, Gérald… We had a great time together, but… I know myself…

I’m afraid of getting attached to you. Do you understand? So I prefer to end it now.

- Trust me, it’s better this way. - But Audrey, where are you going?

- But… but… stop. - Don’t stop!

- A little more. - Father!

Which father?

ALL THE STARS

- Thanks guys. See you tomorrow. - See you tomorrow!

- Hey, are you new? - Don’t turn around!

Do you sing or dance?

- Look at those legs! - What legs, guys!

Do you want a contract? I can fix it. Only ten percent.

Have you been told you look exactly like Cyd Charisse?

- Exactly, like her daughter. - What a beauty.

- Yes, that’s classy. - What a girl. Just my type.

OFFICE OF THE HEADMISTRESS

Hey, Olivier!

Yesterday we sang at funerals and earned only 120 coins.

I thought funerals paid more than weddings.

It depends on how much you sang. And especially how you sang.

Don’t forget: tapes, scores, everything. So it doesn’t happen like last time.

Don’t make me laugh. Your art director wasn’t even listening, he was groping the secretary.

I’m telling you, this time the contract is in our pocket.

Well, that’s all the formalities. You’re accepted.

However, the school year has already started and it will be difficult at first.

You’ll see, it’s not like in the provinces.

- I’ll get used to it. - I don’t doubt it.

Where are you going to live in Paris?

With a school friend, my parents know her.

You probably know her too. Her name is Jocelyn Dutour, she studies here.

Dutour?

No, that name doesn’t mean anything to me.

I have to go. Drop by if there are problems.

Thank you, madam!

What got into you? You attacked me in the middle of the street.

This isn’t California. Do you think I don’t have enough problems with parents?

Sorry. But he has already seen us together.

Remember, his concert in Stockholm was canceled and he came back early?

I can’t forget his face when he saw me in your room.

- Who was that guy? - Which one?

- The one with the Porsche. - Oh, nothing special.

Three weeks haven’t even passed and you’ve already moved on.

I didn’t cheat on you for six months.

Time to make up for lost time.

Do you like him? Go on, say it.

What’s it to you?

- And what’s he like in bed? - Nothing special.

- Why all this nonsense? - I don’t know. I’m learning to live.

Try not to forget anything. Do you like changing boyfriends?

You have to try many before finding the best one.

It’ll take a long time.

I don’t know. I’m learning to live.

Try not to forget anything.

- Was I a good teacher? - Yes, of French, but not of love.

- Maybe you were a bad student? - Or I wasn’t the girl of your dreams.

- What are you doing tonight? - I’m very busy. I’m learning to live.

Try not to forget anything.

I’ll try not to forget.

Laurent! Laurent! I forgot: I found you a job!

- Piano lessons? - Yes! At my place!

Oh, I see. Bye!

- Not me, idiot. To my brother. - And will your mother be home?

Why? Want an autograph?

If you need cash urgently, you can start today.

Ask for more: she does not know the rates.

- Laurent! Dinner together? - OK. Book a table for the whole gang.

Please, Jocelyn Dutur.

Do not hang up. I will see whether the young lady is home.

Wait, I'll be right there.

Jocelyn! Phone.

- If it's Larry, tell him to go to hell. - No, it's a girl. Eliza, I think.

Eliza? I'll be right there.

Hi. Be an angel, dissolve me a couple of aspirins.

Why would I?

Hello, Eliza? How are you?

How nice that you called. How is life in the village?

Don't be offended that I do not call you.

I'm so swamped here!

I already explained to my parents: cocktails, then the tailor... not a free minute.

- By the way, are they all right over there? - Who?

- My parents. - Yes, yes, everything's fine. By the way...

Guess where I've been working for three months? At Paradis Latin, old girl.

You've probably heard of it? Great show, and the role too. I sing and dance.

- Really great. Come by sometime. - That's exactly what I wanted...

- No, really. You'll see the show. - I'll be over soon.

- Really? - You have not changed at all.

You do not let me get a word in. I am already in Paris.

I am calling from the café opposite the conservatory. I went straight there.

- Your parents told me you were there. - No, I'm not there.

Are you surprised? I so wanted to come after your stories. So I came.

Hey, guys, Cyd Charisse is back with us!

Sorry, they're rushing me. I'll tell you the rest later.

- Hey, Jocelyn! Is Avenue Foch far from here? - About fifteen minutes.

- Then I'll be there now! - All right.

Well, did you break up? Meeting tonight?

- Do you like pizza or Chinese food? - Don't listen to him, he hits on every woman.

At least I do not need aphrodisiacs.

How much do I owe you for the phone?

No, no, do not listen to him, he is married. Look at me. I am on the verge of a breakdown.

I need sympathy so much. Look at my hands.

- Hey, and what is your name? - Say at least a name!

- Probably Françoise? - Wait! Let's have a drink!

On Avenue Foch, please.

Hey, Liza, come here. Where have you been, you little tramp?

Well, now you've seen everything. Liza and the apartment.

As you can see, it did not take long.

And besides, I was happy to find at least something.

I always dreamed of Avenue Foch. And what a view from the window!

- Were you expelled from the conservatory? - No. I was not accepted.

But I probably would not have liked it there. I never liked studying, you know.

And why did you not come back?

To take classical dance lessons again with Mademoiselle Guyottu?

No, thank you.

It is probably silly, but let the parents think that everything is fine with me.

And everything will be fine with me. And with you too.

- Hungry? - No, thank you.

You are lucky: there is sausage and bread with butter. Just like Papa Chignou's.

- Chignou. - Well, Chignou. "Sweet little darlings!

Go on, give Papa Chignou a kiss."

- Is he still alive? - I think he died.

Well, all right, studying is wonderful, but what are you going to live on?

- I can only offer you a roof over your head. - No, really, I am not going to.

No, no, and do not even think of coming back. Caught in the net - now you will not fly out!

The manager of Paradis is a friend of mine. We will ask him to find something for you.

By the way, about Paradis Latin, it is true. Of course, I do not have a very big role,

but it is absolutely incredible too! It is impossible to imagine!

It is better than anything you can imagine!

Jocelyn! Phone! Charles-Henri!

Coming!

He is certainly not Robert Redford,

but he knows all the best restaurants in Paris. That is useful.

Good afternoon, Charles-Henri. It has been so long since you were here.

I was taking a bath. With bubbles.

Of course you can pick me up after the show.

Fine, we can have dinner together.

What?

No, it will not be possible for two, unfortunately.

Yes, I'm sorry too.

The thing is, my best friend has come to stay with me.

From where? From New York. Yes.

Me too, with great pleasure. See you tonight.

He wants to introduce me to his parents. The old folks are in for a surprise.

You know what I'll tell you? You and I are the coolest.

The curtain rises. Picture Place Vendôme at dawn.

Julien appears. He is returning home after the night shift.

Are you following?

Toward him comes the jet set. Can you imagine? They were out all night,

and with them a girl in an evening dress, slightly tipsy... And at that moment...

Colette! Did you reserve me a sleeping-car berth for Tuesday?

- Yes, sir. - And by the way, did the sound specialist come by?

Yes, at noon, sir.

And as soon as she sees Julien, bam - love at first sight.

And at the same time the chorus comes in in the background.

Wait...

Go on. Go on...

Fine. And then what?

And then - the curtain.

Laurent! Don't be stupid! Wait!

Nothing serious, he is overtired. Let's stay in touch, okay?

Laurent! What the hell is wrong with you?

He took the bait. Oh, hell!

Here. Take it. Everything is recorded here. You’ll let him listen to it. Bye.