I made this for
picspammy which is just a wonderful community. It's similar to
fandom_picspams but with monthly challenges. This month's theme is "A Favourite Movie", go join. :) I decided to rewatch this movie the other day, and here's the result.
Celine: There's lots of things I miss in the U.S.
Jessie: Yeah? Like what?
Celine: Well. The overall good mood people have there. Like, even if it can be bullshit sometimes. Like, "How you doing?" "Great." "How you doing?" "Great!" "Have a great day!" I don't know. Parisians can be so grumpy. Have you noticed?
Celine: Like, for example, if the question is: "Are you into S & M?" The answer could be: "No, but a good spanking once in a while doesn't hurt. "
Jessie: Right, or like: "Do you like talking dirty in bed?" That kind of thing?
Celine: Yeah, but not just like any dirty talk. Just "What specific word would you like to hear?"
Jessie: What, me?
Celine: Well, yeah. For example what specific word would you like to hear?
Jessie: I don't know.
Celine: What do you feel about the word "pussy"?
Jessie: I love it.
Celine: Good. It's amazing what perverts we've become in the past nine years.
Jessie: At least now we don't have to pretend each new sexual experience is, like, a life-altering event.
Celine: I know. By now, you've stuck it in so many places it's about to fall off.
Jessie: And I can't realistically expect you've become anything but a total ho.
Jessie: Notre Dame, man. Check that out.
Celine: Oh, wow.
Jessie: I heard this story once about when the Germans were occupying Paris and they had to retreat back. They wired Notre Dame to blow butut they had to leave one guy in charge of hitting the switch. And the guy, the soldier, he just sat there, knocked out by how beautiful the place was. Then, when the Allied troops came in they found all the explosives lying there and the switch unturned and they found the same thing at the Sacré-Coeur, Eiffel Tower couple other places, I think.
Celine: Is that true?
Jessie: I don't know. I always liked the story, though.
Celine: You come here to Paris, all romantic, and married. Okay? Screw you. Don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to get you. I mean, all I need is a married man. There's been so much water under the bridge, it's not even about you. It's about that moment in time that's forever gone.
Jessie: God, that I can't keep living like this that there's gotta be more to love than commitment. But then I think that I might have given upon the whole idea of romantic love. That I might have put it to bed that that day when you weren't there. You know, I think I might have done that.
Celine: Why are you telling me all this?
Jessie: I'm sorry. I don't know. I'm... I should... I shouldn't have.
Celine: Let me sing you a waltz / Out of nowhere, out of my thoughts / Let me sing you a waltz / About this one night stand / You were, for me, that night / Everything I always dreamt of in life / But now you're gone / You are far gone / All the way to your island of rain / It was for you just a one night thing / But you were much more to me, just so you know / I don't care what they say / I know what you meant for me that day / I just want another try, I just want another night / Even if it doesn't seem quite right / You meant for me much more than anyone I've met before / One single night with you, little Jesse, is worth a thousand with anybody / I have no bitterness, my sweet / I'll never forget this one night thing / Even tomorrow in other arms, my heart will stay yours until I die / Let me sing you a waltz / Out of nowhere, out of my blues / Let me sing you a waltz / About this lovely one night stand *
Bonus Celine: *dancing* Baby, you are gonna miss that plane.
Jessie: I know.
Caps by me.
This has to be one of my favourite movies. I always seem to get lost in Celine and Jessie's world every time I watch this. Their interaction with one another, from the stories they tell to the glances they give just flows wonderfully between the two characters. Julie and Ethan deliver such great performances. And of course that ending, which is one of my all time favourites.