Merci for the shower.
-La douche. -What?
The shower is la douche.
Oh.
Well,
I had a wonderful
douche.
Ugh, this can't be happening. Come on!
Sorry, I...
I thought this was my apartment. Fifth floor?
This is the fourth floor.
Fifth floor.
Right.
Oh, jeez.
I did it again. I'm really so sorry.
Emily, do you want to live in my apartment?
Come on, I mean, even you have to admit
that the floor number here makes absolutely no sense.
I have to get to work,
but, um, I promise I won't bang on your door again.
No problem.
Bang anytime.
No, here, the customer is never right.
Maybe I'll educate the chef a little bit
about customer service.
You think you're gonna change
the entire French culture
by sending back a steak?
Gabriel!
Emily.
Hi, can you come talk to my plumber?
It's an emergency.
Good morning, Gabriel. How are you today?
Asleep. Thank you for asking.
I was having a very nice dream,
and this American girl
banged on my door and woke me up.
Or maybe I'm still dreaming?
Uh, you're not still dreaming. You're wide awake.
Don't let him leave until he fixes my shower.
He lives downstairs. I don't want to make it complicated.
Oh, sometimes the best relationships
are complicated.
Did you forget something?
I did.
Do you guys know each other?
Turns out we do.
See? I told you.
Paris seems like a big city,
but it's really just a small town.
I'm so happy to see you!
I really wish Gabriel had told me he had a girlfriend
before I thanked him with my mouth.
I thought you just kissed him?
I did.
Your English is as confusing as your French.
Yeah, I feel stupid. In both languages.
I really like her.
She likes you, too.
I wouldn't have kissed you
if I knew you had a girlfriend.
It's okay. You didn't know.
Why didn't you tell me?
I didn't know you were going to kiss me.
Well, I just thought that you felt...
Ugh! Doesn't matter now, so...
Clearly, it was just me,
and I made it all up in my head, so...
Forget it.
Forget what?
The kiss in your kitchen.
I don't remember.
It must not have been very good.
It wasn't just you.
I felt it, too.
Good night, Gabriel.
Emily, hi.
Where are you off to so dressed up?
Oh, I have tickets to the ballet.
Oh, with Thomas, I presume?
Do you have a problem with him?
I'm sorry, but I think he's a snob.
An asshole masquerading as an intellectual.
I know his type.
Maybe...
Maybe you can't tell since you're not from Paris.
Well, you're not from Paris, either.
Sorry, I...
-It's not how I meant it. -Fine.
I just think you're wasting your time
on a guy who doesn't deserve you.
Okay, just one fun drink,
and then we have to get out of here.
Just one?
She's fun.
She's not supposed to be that fun.
She's voicing Mother Goose in a Pixar movie.
Well, it's a good thing
no one's paying attention here.
Yeah, at home, she's the good girl,
but here--
She can get away with everything.
It's just Paris.
It's not some alternate universe
where rules don't apply.
We don't come to Paris to be good.
Uh...
Um...
I'm not somebody who can share a crêpe.
-I need the whole crêpe. -Emily--
I don't think we should see each other anymore.
It's not good for any of us.
I was just offering you a ride home.
A sunrise...
Thank you again for your help.
I can get myself home.
Emily, have you tasted this man's coq au vin?
I definitely have not.
I tell you, when it hit my lips,
I was ready to propose to him.
I feel like we've made it pretty clear
that we can't just be friends.
But we live on top of each other.
You're proving my point.
So what? We just stop speaking?
What do we tell Camille?
We don't tell Camille anything.
We just have to be friendly.
-But not friends? -Yes.
Can you make me a list of rules?
Because it's a little complicated.
Okay, fine. I'll make it easy.
You go to the market,
I'll go on the tour,
and everybody keeps their hands to themselves.
Hmm...
Wow, this… this chicken is...
I told you.
His coq is the best.
-It… it really is delicious. -Hmm, and so juicy.
Well, since you didn't get to try my eggplant,
at least you're enjoying my coq.
Gabriel found a restaurant he can afford.
Isn't that good news?
The restaurant isn't in Paris, Emily.
It's in Normandy, where he's from.
What? He…?
He's moving to Normandy?
You and Camille?
We want different things right now,
and...
we need to be free to do them.
What does that mean?
Well, she's not coming to Normandy,
and I'm not staying in Paris,
so we will just go our own ways.
Gabriel!
Hello?
Gabriel!
Emily?
I...
I just… I...
I didn't want that to be the last time
that we saw each other, and I'm...
I'm gonna miss you so much!
And I...
You said that you were leaving.
Tell me you didn't feel everything that I felt.
I can't do this to Camille.
I don't want to hurt Camille, either.
I… But I can't stop thinking about you.
About us...
I'm still in love with Gabriel, Emily.
And I'm afraid I've lost him.
You haven't.
This is just such a huge mess.
I know.
And I'm sorry.
I really am.
You know, leek is not an American vegetable
that hits you over the head with flavour.
It's subtle.
Elusive.
It's so misunderstood.
What?
Don't laugh at the leek.
Okay, let me show you.
Oh, no, no, no. You have to cut that bit.
I… I look ridiculous in this one.
-No, I think you look great. -Come on.
-It was candid. -No, no, no. Please, please!
-No. -Please, delete it. Please.
No, it's my account. You have to trust me.
-It's my face. -You have to trust me.
So...
did you get everything you want?
I'm only in Paris for a year.
It's always been the deal.
And I don't want us to start something
that we can't continue.
This you and me… It's a… It's a fantasy.
It's a...
-A Paris fantasy. -Hey, hey, hey.
It's not a fantasy to me.
We both know that you're not moving to Chicago,
and I'm not staying in Paris.
Then what?
And I'm not going to fall in love with you
when we have an expiration date.
You don't text me back or answer my calls,
and then you just show up here?
What?
Em, I lost my phone.
I had no way of contacting you.
I couldn't remember where you worked.
But I remembered you did an event at this place.
I'm pretty sure
it's in that suit jacket of mine you stole.
Oh.
That jacket.
He's the reason.
Yeah, I guess.
He's the reason.
Well, it's good to know the truth...
even if it's hard to watch.
Do you think you could spare us a table?
It would be my pleasure.
I think I understand your type a little better now.
English, less complicated...
Yeah, way less complicated.
He doesn't have a girlfriend I'm also friends with.
It's over. We're just friends.
And as her friend...
I'm glad she's with a good guy.
Okay, you need to decide what you want
and not what's going to make everyone else happy.
This isn't just a fun year abroad anymore.
This is your life.
I think I'm staying in Paris for longer than a year.
Oh. For how long?
I don't know. Indefinitely. Maybe.
When I came here, Paris was this fun little detour
that I thought would be a good story,
but now I think this detour is where I'm supposed to be,
because my life is here now, you know.
My friends, my career and...
you.
Emily, I should tell you--
And I just need to say this, okay,
before I lose the nerve.
I just need to tell you that the reason
I said I couldn't be with you, okay,
wasn't Alfie.
Gabriel, I'm--
I made some room,
but I think we're gonna need another dresser.
Emily.
Hi.
Gabriel asked me to move in.
Oh, wow!
You guys are back together.
Yeah, we wanted to tell you, but it just happened, so...
That's great.
Yay! Neighbours!
Well, I guess I'll just see you around, then.