- [PHONE RINGS] - [TYPING]
[♪♪ SPEAKERS: QUIET PIANO]
[PHONE RINGS]
- [RINGS] - Le concierge. Bonsoir, Monsieur Whitman. Puis-je vous aider?
Bonsoir. S'il vous plait, je voudrais un verre de lait au chocolat et une soupe d'oignon.
A, uh, sandwich avec-
- How do you say "grilled cheese"? - Toasts au fromage.
Merci. Exactement.
Merci beaucoup.
[PHONE RINGS]
- Hello. - [WOMAN] Hi.
I'm on my way from the airport, and the front desk won't give me your room number.
What's your room number?
- 403. - See you in a half an hour.
- Wait a second. - What?
- Where are you? - I'm here.
I didn't say you could come here.
Can I come there?
- Okay. - I'll see you in half an hour.
[PHONE BEEPING]
[WATER RUNNING]
[♪♪ FOLK POP]
[♪♪ STOPS]
[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]
[KNOCKING]
[IPOD CLICKS]
[♪♪ FOLK POP]
So who else is coming?
I'll call you later. Bye.
[MAN] ♪ You talk like Marlene Dietrich ♪
- ♪ And you dance like Zizi Jeanmaire ♪ - What's this music?
♪ Your clothes are all made by Balmain ♪
♪ And there's diamonds and pearls ♪ ♪ in your hair ♪
♪ Yes, there are ♪
♪ You live in a fancy apartment ♪
♪ Off the Boulevard Saint-Michel ♪
♪ Where you keep ♪ ♪ your Rolling Stones records ♪
- ♪ And a friend of Sacha Distel ♪ - How'd you find me?
♪ Yes, you do ♪
It wasn't actually that hard.
♪ But where do you go to, my lovely ♪
♪ When you're alone in your bed ♪
♪ Tell me the thoughts that surround you ♪
♪ I want to look inside your head ♪
♪ Yes, I do ♪
[♪♪ MUSIC BOX TINKLING]
♪ I've seen all your qualifications ♪
♪ You got from the Sorbonne ♪
♪ And the painting you stole from Picasso ♪
♪ Your loveliness goes on and on ♪
♪ Yes, it does ♪
♪ When you go on your summer vacation ♪
♪ You go to Juan-les-Pins ♪
♪ With your carefully designed ♪ ♪ topless swimsuit ♪
♪ You get an even suntan ♪
- ♪ On your back and on your legs ♪ - [WATER RUNNING]
♪ And when the snow falls ♪ ♪ you're found in Saint Moritz ♪
Are you going to take a bath?
It's for you.
♪ And you sip your Napoleon brandy ♪
Who cut your hair?
The barber in the lobby.
♪ But where do you go to, my lovely ♪
♪ When you're alone in your bed ♪
♪ Oh, won't you tell me ♪ ♪ the thoughts that surround you ♪
♪ I want to look inside your head ♪ ♪ Yes, I do ♪
What the fuck is going on?
♪ Your name, it is heard in high places ♪
♪ You know the Aga Khan ♪
♪ He sent you a racehorse for Christmas ♪
How long have you had this hotel room?
- ♪ Keep it just for fun, for a laugh ♪ - I don't know.
- ♪ Ha-ha-ha ♪ - More than a week?
- ♪ They say that when you get married ♪ - More than a week.
- More than a month? - ♪ It'll be to a millionaire ♪
- More than a month. - ♪ But they don't realize where you came from ♪
How much does it cost?
♪ And I wonder if they really care ♪
I think around 750 million euros or something.
- [CHUCKLES] - ♪ Where do you go to, my lovely ♪
How long are you going to stay?
- ♪ When you're alone in your bed ♪ - How long are you going to stay?
I'm leaving tomorrow morning.
♪ I want to look inside your head ♪
♪ Yes, I do ♪
♪ I remember the backstreets of Naples ♪
♪ Two children begging in rags ♪
♪ Both touched with a burning ambition ♪
Don't you think it's time for you to go home?
- Probably. - ♪ So look into my face, Marie-Claire ♪
Are you running away from me?
♪ And remember just who you are ♪
I thought I already did.
♪ Then go and forget me forever ♪
♪ But I know you still bear the scar ♪
♪ Deep inside, yes, you do ♪
- [KNOCKING] - ♪ I know where you go to, my lovely ♪
♪ When you're alone in your bed ♪
- Bonsoir, Monsieur. - ♪ I know the thoughts that surround you ♪
♪ 'Cause I can look inside your head ♪
[♪♪ CONTINUES]
[PLATES RATTLING]
♪ La, la-la-la, la-la-la ♪ ♪ La-la-la-la-la-la ♪
Soupe à I'oignon, toasts au fromage et chocolat.
- Je vous remercie. - Thank you.
- Would you order me a Bloody Mary, please? - Uh - Two Bloody Marys.
- Yes. - Please.
Have you slept with anyone?
No. Have you?
No.
That was a long pause.
- I guess it doesn't really matter. - No, it doesn't.
[EXHALES]
You've got bruises on your body.
Whatever happens, in the end, I don't want to lose you as my friend.
I promise, I will never be your friend…
no matter what, ever.
If we fuck, I'm going to feel like shit tomorrow.
That's okay with me.
I love you.
I never hurt you on purpose.
I don't care.
[♪♪ FOLK POP]
Want to see my view of Paris?
[WHISPERS] Okay.
♪ You talk like Marlene Dietrich ♪
♪ And you dance like Zizi Jeanmaire ♪
♪ Your clothes are all made by Balmain ♪
♪ And there's diamonds and pearls ♪ ♪ in your hair ♪
♪ Yes, there are ♪
♪ You live in a fancy apartment ♪
♪ Off the Boulevard Saint-Michel ♪
♪ Where you keep ♪ ♪ your Rolling Stones records ♪
♪ And a friend of Sacha Distel ♪
♪ Yes, you do ♪
♪ But where do you go to, my lovely ♪
♪ When you're alone in your bed ♪
♪ Tell me the thoughts that surround you ♪
♪ I want to look inside your head ♪
♪ Yes, I do ♪
♪ I've seen all your qualifications ♪
♪ You got from the Sorbonne ♪
♪ And the painting you stole from Picasso ♪
♪ Your loveliness goes on and on ♪
♪ Yes, it does ♪
♪ When you go on your summer vacation ♪
♪ You go to Juan-les-Pins ♪
♪ With your carefully designed ♪ ♪ topless swimsuit ♪
♪ You get an even suntan ♪
♪ On your back and on your legs ♪
♪ And when the snow falls ♪ ♪ you're found in Saint Moritz ♪
♪ With the others of the jet-set ♪
♪ And you sip your Napoleon brandy ♪
♪ But you never get your lips wet ♪
♪ No, you don't ♪
♪ But where do you go to, my lovely ♪
♪ When you're alone in your bed ♪
♪ Oh, won't you tell me ♪ ♪ the thoughts that surround you ♪
♪ I want to look inside your head ♪ ♪ Yes, I do ♪
♪ Your name, it is heard in high places ♪
♪ You know the Aga Khan ♪
♪ He sent you a racehorse for Christmas ♪
♪ And you keep it just for fun ♪
♪ For a laugh, ha-ha-ha ♪
[♪♪ FADES]