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It's 8.30 A.M.

now on WMZ-FM.

And it's time for that beautiful song I promised you earlier.

I can't wait to play it for you.

So this was sent to me by a French guy called Theodore.

And it was recorded on an old cassette tape.

Remember those?

I literally fell in love with this song.

If you can believe it, Theodore first threw the cassette tape into a garbage can

in Manhattan, but then changed his mind and went to retrieve it.

You're probably wondering why he did that.

Well, it's a hell of a story.

You know what?

Maybe I should tell you a bit about what happened, and then, I promise,

we'll listen to the song.

So, picture this.

It all started in Paris.

Theodore used to wake up every morning to the sound of the French radio.

At that time, he was depressed and could only look on the dark side of life.

You're listening to France 7.

It's 8.00 A.M.

And we're lucky, it's an immense privilege today, like yesterday and the day before,

to receive Mr. Prime Minister, who will explain to us his new reform of the wage cut.

Mr. Prime Minister, hello.

What is your secret to be so anxious?

Hello, Rémy.

Hello, Theodore, how are you?

Am I bothering you?

No, I'm hesitating between a hummus and a meze, one portion, of course.

You're still depressed, aren't you?

Depressed?

Why?

Because I'm alone, because I hate my job and we live in a rotten world?

No!

Hey, Theodore, Clara left six months ago.

You have to move on now.

Hey,

stop looking at the bright side of things.

You have to see the bright side of your life.

But, yes... Yeah, that's true.

For example, last week I bought a super table vacuum.

Beautiful, very practical.

I'm very happy.

You don't even have Tinder.

What?

No, no, no.

No, thank you.

No, it's too good.

Tinder, I would have loved to try it.

Why would you love to try it?

Because I love Tinder.

I would have liked it so much.

Come on... First of all, I don't want my mother to be friends with me on Facebook.

So, it's not to take the risk of having her in a little outfit on Tinder.

Disgusting!

I didn't tell your mother anything, but the image is too weird.

And all those little applications calculating who you have to sleep with...

And that's the exact moment when he saw her for the very first time.

Have you seen her?

What?

The juggler?

Yeah.

Damn, the guy sees a pretty girl passing by and he's like...

Yeah, well, excuse me, I happen to have my larynx jammed with a surplus of food.

That's how it is.

It created a smell.

No, but seriously, I was stunned.

We'll talk to her while you're waiting.

No, but I'd never dare.

Well, she's parked.

We're going to get married.

But he still had to fake a reaction.

All his friends were getting married, were buying two-bedroom apartments,

and talking about children.

A few hours later...

Hi!

How are you?

I'm fine, and you?

I'm sorry, I'm still...

It's for the... It's actually for recycling, so...

A few hours later...

What?

But it's disgusting to follow her like that.

Wait, are you going to search her house?

I'm not following you.

I mean, can you imagine if she sees you searching her trash?

No, don't worry, I'm very discreet.

So, what's the plan?

Did you discover anything by following her like that, at least?

I discovered that she was a remarkable girl.

She goes to see old movies in the cinemas of the Latin Quarter.

She reads the Diplomatic World.

We share the same values.

The other day, I followed her to go to an association to help the homeless.

She's so fantastic.

Well, that's good news, that's cool.

For her, I feel like I could move mountains.

I could do lapine for ten minutes.

I could win a boxing championship.

Well, not anymore.

So, what's the problem?

It's not to us that you should say all this, it's to her.

The problem is that now that I know she's a fantastic girl like that, now that I

know I could be a good boy for her, well, I'm kind of paralyzed.

Well, no.

No, no, no, no, it should be the other way around.

So, it's as if my happiness depended on her.

So, I'm always waiting for a better time to approach her.

And this better time never comes, because I'm waiting to be even more presentable.

It will come gradually.

It's not the first time you flirt with a girl.

Yes, but the more there is danger, the more complicated

it is, the more difficult it is to stay yourself.

Well, in any case, really, stop following her.

It's illegal.

It's an order.

Maybe his friends were right, and the whole story could have very well ended there.

But the next day, like every Sunday, Theodore went to his mother's for lunch.

On his way there, he stopped by the old booksellers on the banks of the Seine.

He could have bought a book there.

Or there.

Or even there.

But instead, he had to stumble upon that old jazz songbook.

Where are you going on the morning of Manon's birthday?

When is it?

I don't know.

The last weekend of July.

Yeah, I don't know.

I'm not sure.

Listen, my bunny, she's your cousin.

Everyone will be there.

And maybe it's an opportunity to meet up.

I don't know, I'm just tired of it.

I know you've been unhappy since your girlfriend left.

It's true that she's an adorable, sexy, intelligent girl.

She has a face of an angel and beautiful hair.

But you're not old enough to be cared for like that, Théo.

I don't know, I'm...

I'm a bit lost right now.

Listen...

You know, I understand.

I had your age too.

Before meeting your father, I dreamed of being a jazz singer.

I was hanging out in the St-Germain's corners.

And then I fell madly in love with this pianist, Paul.

It was passion.

Obviously, with jazz in the family, you can imagine

that it didn't appeal to your grandparents at all.

And then...

I lacked courage.

Do you remember this?

You can't believe that everything is worth when you're 50.

You can't believe what you see in your mirror.

You can't believe that three blond hair make you look like this.

You're sexier than before, before you were 50.

You can't believe that the Rose garden in your garden rhymes with six roses,

whose scent you can't smell anymore.

So... I dare to tell you that all you have to do is hold on.

Let's grow our garden.

We'll talk about it tomorrow.

It reminds me, I brought you something.

You almost forgot.

You shouldn't have, it's not my birthday.

It's for you to get back to the piano.

It's nice of you, Rudy Melton.

I don't know much about it, but you'll like it.

Did you see a page that was ripped off?

Ripped off?

Look, it's missing a piece.

Oh yeah?

I'm sorry, I bought it from a bookseller, but

I didn't think they were selling ripped things.

It doesn't matter.

Here, you're missing...

The Sound of Love.

The Sound of Love?

Hey, don't break your head at the time for titles.

The Sound of Love.

Maybe you've noticed that Theodore is a bit OCD.

So, of course, he went back to have a talk with the bookseller.

Hello.

Yes, hello.

Haven't I seen you somewhere before?

Yes, you saw me yesterday when you came to buy this collection of scores.

So, I came to see you about this collection.

I noticed that there were two pages that had been ripped off inside.

No, no, I'm not making a refund.

Okay, but then how can I do it?

Listen, sir.

If I have to pay for all the books that are a bit yellowed, a bit ripped off,

a bit ripped off, I'm not going to get away with it, do you understand?

Especially since this job has become very hard.

People don't buy old books anymore.

They spend their days on the Internet, on Facebook, on Twitter.

And I suppose you don't have another copy?

Oh, yes, sir, I have a lot.

And in what color do you want it?

But of course, no, I don't have any more.

Yes, of course.

Well, thank you anyway.

But what's wrong with all of them, with this damn book?

All of them?

Yes, because every two or three days, there is a person who comes, who takes it

out of the bin, who reads it, who asks me for the price, who notices that there are

missing pages, and who obviously puts it back and leaves very, very disappointed.

But wait, if you want, I'll exchange it for... Let's see.

The price, Grand Court, 1903.

No, thank you, I'm still going to keep the book.

As you wish.

Thank you very much.

I don't know if I did the right thing to come in.

Yes, yes, yes.

Of course, excuse me, I was...

Did you send me this e-mail?

Yes, it's called... That's it, that's it, a little confusing, the e-mail.

But I beg you.

Thank you.

In fact, I'm interested in this score by Joe D.

Melton, which is called The Sound of Love.

Yes, yes, yes.

But you're not the only one.

Ah, but is it true what's being said about this score?

Ah, but it's absolutely true.

It's a very unique and magical score, in fact.

I'm going to show you something.

There you go.

You see this curve?

It's in a Chicago neighborhood, 1921-1923.

You see that marriages double.

And why?

Well, it was in those years that Joe composed

and played the famous piece with his orchestra.

And you find the same phenomenon in all of America, in Michigan, in Ohio,

in Connecticut.

Everywhere he is with his orchestra, there is this incredible meeting of beings.

I found it.

No.

Yes.

Ah.

One page is missing.

Yes, but it must be somewhere.

No, no, no, no, no.

There was a destruction of this score during the war.

I looked for it, so many people looked for it.

I'm going to tell you, it's a weapon.

It's a weapon of massive destruction, this piece.

Joe Rudy Melton, the mystery.

This book belongs to Deary Kate.

If you happen to find it, please send it back to this address, etc.

His only chance to find the last remaining copy

of The Sound of Love was to meet this Deary Kate.

But she had moved from Paris to New York City.

So Theodore immediately asked for an unpaid leave and dipped into his savings.

But before going to New York, he needed to do something about Amandine.

The neighborhood is cool, isn't it?

Yes, I told you, she's a perfect girl.

So you watch her, you don't leave her alone.

If ever there is a beautiful dark-haired man approaching her and flirting with her,

you neutralize him.

Wait a minute, do I have to kill someone?

No, I mean you neutralize him, you make sure he tears his pants,

that he looks ridiculous, I don't know.

I got it, boss.

Honestly, if you weren't my friend, I'd say you're completely crazy.

You see, I love you too.

What are you not making me do?

Shit, wait, there she is.

She's so beautiful.

And her long red hair that goes with the wind like that.

Hey, go take a cold shower, have a good trip to the States.

It's true that she's not bad.

Since Deary Kate hadn't posted anything to social media about any upcoming gigs for a

while now, Theodore had no idea where he could find her.

So he basically just roamed the streets, discovering

all he could about the New York jazz scene.

Unfortunately, Theodore hadn't shoveled his two left feet to music since prom night.

Great music.

Thanks, man.

Is it your first time here?

Yeah, actually, it's my very first time in New York.

Hey, I know that accent.

Oh, I'm from Paris, France.

Oh, from Paris.

I love Paris.

I'd love to live there at some point.

Yeah, I love Paris too.

The only problem is that it's full of Parisians.

So what are you doing while you're here?

Well, you know, visiting, listening to music, jazz.

Right, and you're not dancing?

No, I'm a terrible dancer.

This is a Lindy Hop dance, you know, the Lindy Hop.

Oh, so you mean it's just a dance event, basically.

Yeah, yeah.

Sorry, man, my break's over.

I gotta go.

Oh, sure, sure.

Cool.

Hey,

France, if you want to hear some more jazz, we're

gonna go to St. Maisy's if you want to come along.

Oh, now?

Yeah, yeah, come on.

It's right down here.

Do you

know a singer called Deary Kate?

Deary Kate?

Oh, you mean Maria.

Maria?

Yeah, Maria.

It's a really good singer.

Is that her real name?

Yeah, that's her real name.

Everyone knows who she is.

Everyone knows Maria.

Okay.

So, where does she sing?

Where can I see her?

You should hang at the keep.

There's a jam session there.

Theodore was methodically gathering information.

And every afternoon, he phoned Remy to get the latest news from the old world.

Hello?

Hello, Remy.

Hi, Yankee.

How are you?

Yeah, well, I'm fine.

And you?

How's Amandine doing?

Well, I'm doing pretty well.

Amandine's doing well, too, but... But?

Well, actually, I got fired.

Wait, wait, what do you mean?

No, but don't worry, I'm sure we'll find a solution.

No, but what exactly happened?

I think she knew I'd been following her for a while already, because...

All of a sudden, she turned around, you know?

And then she walked up to me and started yelling... I followed her, did you see?

I don't follow girls, that's not my thing!

I'm from the neighborhood!

She hit me with the strap of her handbag.

There was a big iron buckle there, it really hurt.

I'm really sorry, I...

But I'm dead, I'm fired.

But we can ask Noémie to replace me.

What?

I'm sure she'll accept.

Huh?

That's a good idea.

On Wednesday night, Theodore followed Vinnie's advice.

He went deep into Brooklyn, all the way to

Bushwick, to listen to the jam session at The Keep.

Thank you, sir.

Hey, France, how's it going, man?

Hey, how are you?

Very well.

How are you, sir?

Thank you.

So maybe tonight is my chance to see Deary Kate?

Yeah, you never know.

But make sure you call her Maria, because she's

trying to leave that whole Deary Kate thing behind.

Oh, yeah, I see.

Hey, Gats!

Oh, man!

How you doing?

How you doing?

Hey, is anybody sitting here?

Hey, I guess you are now.

I'm Nancy.

And I'm French.

No kidding.

Yeah, that's right.

My name is Theodore.

Oh, that sounds very exotic.

I'm just from a small town in Florida.

Oh, and so now the big girl lives in the Big Apple, man?

Yeah, I guess you could say so.

So, what's it like living in New York?

Oh, well, there's always something new.

It's alive and intense, and there's something always going on.

I'm in a love-hate relationship with New York.

Most New Yorkers work like dogs to pay their rent, and then

spend their money on overpriced ramen and expensive cocktails.

Help me welcome back a woman whose absence has left

a trail of broken hearts throughout New York City.

The lovely, the talented Maria.

I used to live a humdrum life of tragedy and strife But since I've changed my tune,

I'm happy as a loon

When you think you're gonna be blue When all

things collapse around you Think positive and smile

When you spend your life in a queue When you

wish you were in Peru Think positive and smile

Though it sounds like self-help therapy Try it, trust me, it's not easy When you

miss that boy or that girl When you're all alone

in the world Think positive and smile Just like me

Though it sounds like self-help therapy Try it, trust me, it's not easy When you

miss that boy or that girl When you're all alone in the world Think positive and

smile Think positive and smile Think positive and smile Just like me

Think positive and smile Maria, please call me Maria.

Yes, yes.

Well, Maria, I have to tell you something, actually.

I have to tell you what I came here for.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Max?

Oh, hey.

I have a gig for you in Greenpoint tomorrow.

Do you want it?

What time?

9 P.M.

I don't think I can make it.

I'm playing in Williamsburg.

You should ask Ben.

His regular fell through.

Oh, great.

Okay.

Cool.

Thanks.

I'm sorry.

What were you saying?

I was just saying that I've come all the way from France because you might own

something unless you tell me you don't have it anymore.

I'm coming.

I'm sorry.

Do you mind if I walk with you?

I mean, I don't know.

Are you lost or something?

Oh, no, no, no.

It's just that... Look, I don't want to frighten you.

I want to talk to you about a musical score.

Oh, you're a songwriter.

Great.

You might have one musical score I'm interested in.

What are you talking about?

I'm talking about The Sound of Love.

Does that ring a bell?

I'm looking for that song.

Let's switch sidewalks.

Why?

Because there's a huge pile of garbage.

So?

And there's rats in the garbage and they jump

out at your face and nibble on your eyes.

Is that what you want?

Okay, okay.

This is my subway.

Oh, I'm not sure this is my way, actually.

Bye, then.

But, Maria, maybe we can go somewhere and talk just for a few minutes?

Now?

Now?

Are you crazy?

It's 4 A.M.

I know, I'm sorry.

It's just that... You know the song I was talking about, right?

What song?

Why do you think I know it?

You do have it, right?

Maybe I don't have it.

You mean you lost it?

Bye, Theodore.

Bye!

Maria, I...

Well, that wasn't a big success.

And to add insult to injury, also his phone died.

No, not that.

Shit.

No, not that.

Shit.

Of course, Theodore had not written down the address of his Airbnb, and he didn't

know it by heart, so he had no idea how to get back.

Luckily, Vinnie took pity on him and invited him to his place.

It was 5 A.M.

All the roommates were asleep.

All except one.

Hey, kitty cat!

What's his name?

Django?

I should have guessed.

Cheers.

Cheers.

Hey, why don't I ask you?

So you're French, so you must know pretty much everything about love.

What?

You know, the French, they're the romantic type.

It's part of your DNA.

Oh, Vinnie, I have to tell you, I'm not gay.

Oh, man.

I was gonna ask you, actually, because I noticed

you were talking to that girl at the keep.

Oh, Nancy?

Yeah, she's been coming to a couple of my gigs.

And I think I'm crushing on her, you know?

Oh, well...

Do you have a phone number to start with?

We're friends on Facebook, but I have this.

We look really good.

Well, send her the picture.

Yeah, you think I should send it to her on... Sure.

On Facebook?

You think that's cool?

Yeah.

All right.

I'll do it.

No, but don't do it now.

Don't do it now?

Why not?

Because it's 4 A.M.

I mean, she'll think that you're a hungry psychopath or something.

Okay, don't want that.

So, speaking of that, why were you looking for Maria?

She has some kind of...

Wow, that was strong.

Yeah.

Well, it's a long story, you know.

Very long.

Yeah, that is strong.

All right, brother.

Good night, France.

But no!

I don't understand.

What's going to happen?

Théodore, hello?

Oh, yeah, I can hear you better now.

What's going to happen if she finds out about your relationship with Noémie?

And what if she finds out about your relationship with me?

Don't worry, we're in control of the situation.

We're handling it.

We're here.

Wait, wait, I don't understand.

You have to explain it to me.

Are you telling me that they've become the best friends in the world?

Well, yes, it's a pretty crazy story.

In fact, Noémie, you know, she's in a village in Turkey.

And then she followed Amandine all the way to a bookshop.

Well, to be a little discreet spy, she started to rummage and all that.

Bam, she pulls out a book.

And then, precisely, Amandine, it was exactly the book she wanted.

So, Noémie, she didn't give up.

She said, no, no, I really want to buy it.

The subject interests me a lot.

Well, you see, she improvised something.

And what was this book?

It was about the influence of the fishing line on the waves of the sea.

It's such a romantic title.

It doesn't surprise me at all, my Amandine.

You're completely stupid.

Well, and what happened next?

After, Noémie said to him, well, okay, I'll give you the book and all that.

Amandine felt guilty.

And so, she invited Noémie to take a pot.

No, but he has a real delirium around animals and everything.

He's a vegetarian, he helps animals, he distributes croquettes.

And then they chatted.

And I think it's pretty cool, you see, if she becomes a friend.

And that way, we can do the presentations.

But precisely... No, no, not if she discovers the link between all of us.

I mean, Rémi, you followed her down the street.

She saw you, she's afraid of you.

No, yes, well, you're not afraid of that.

But, uh... No, but we're going to find something.

Don't worry, it's simple.

There you go.

You look great.

Listen, if you want Marie to trust you, you gotta be one of the cats.

Don't stick out, you look awesome.

Come on, let's go.

Okay, you're the boss.

Oh, what's up, baby?

Hanging in there, doing well?

You too.

Hey, what is he doing here?

Hey, you know, I'm here to listen to nice music, you know.

You need a zoot suit for that?

How about that skirt you're chasing down there now?

Oh, man, it's looking promising.

I texted her, and she responded.

Okay, show me.

No, no, no, what?

Give me your phone, now.

That's good.

Yeah, you think so?

Yeah, I'm impressed.

What do you think I should say next?

Just ask her out.

Just ask her out?

Yeah, just, like, go for it.

Just text her now and ask her out.

Really?

Yeah.

Guys, guys, this is great, but let's hit right now.

For what?

The girls, they like it.

You gotta be direct.

Direct, okay.

Yeah, just direct, just go for it.

I mean, not too direct.

Not too direct, yeah.

I wanna... me too.

Oh, yeah, not again.

Again?

Just kidding.

Below the Bridges in the blue The river laughs at me the way you always do Around

the benches by the sea Sparrows wonder if you'll return again In every Paris street

café I sit and scheme to find a way to make you stay I'll

keep dreaming until it comes true To me, the whole city is you

I walk along the streets alone There is no music since the river birds have flown I

see your eyes in every face Long for you in every boy's embrace It seems your love

has gone astray Another spring has come and still

you're far away Why keep dreaming if it won't come true?

To me, the whole city is you.

To me, the whole city is you.

What?

I did it.

Did what?

I texted her.

You did?

Did you ask her out?

I did.

And I sent her a picture, too.

You did what?

It's a really adorable picture of us.

No, I told you not to.

And I asked her out on Tuesday.

Oh, no.

Wait, you're going to show everybody?

I told you, no pictures, no jokes.

Just ask her out.

Look at this.

Look at this.

Why didn't you ask me first?

Why didn't you ask Mommy?

Mommy knows best.

Of course.

Thank you.

I got to go to my gig in Williamsburg.

Come on, man.

You're out of here so soon?

Yeah, yeah, sorry.

No dinner with the familia?

Unfortunately not, but I'm not going to jump off the Brooklyn Bridge.

Don't worry.

Better not be today, man.

We'll play tomorrow, maybe.

Okay, maybe the day after, then.

I'll think about it.

All right.

Maybe the Brooklyn Bridge, too.

Can't get laid.

Great guitar.

Did you say I'm going to get raped?

It was great to meet you, man.

Yeah, great to meet you, too.

What's your name again?

Gentlemen, I bid you good night.

You're not going to FanCat?

No, I'm going to Mona's.

The usual?

Yep.

Nice to meet you.

Okay.

Bye, cats.

See you.

Maria, I'd like to ask you again about that musical.

Oh, I know you do.

I know, I know.

I've been thinking about it all day.

I mean, look, I can pay for it.

Really?

Ooh, how much?

How much?

Who do you think I am?

You think I want your money?

I don't care about money in general.

I just want to live hard, play hard, laugh too loud and have a good time.

Why do you think I'm a jazz singer?

I don't know... Want to hear a joke?

How to become a millionaire singing jazz?

How?

Start as a billionaire.

Bye.

What's up, man?

I'm fine.

And what are you doing?

Well, you know, same old stuff, just...

And how about Nancy?

No news from her.

Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.

It's okay.

I guess she's too beautiful for me.

Nonsense.

Theodore wanted to help Vinnie, who looked so sad.

Also, he was crashing at his place now.

So really, it was the least he could do in return.

Hello, Noemi?

Meanwhile, Noemi had become friends with Amandine.

So this crazy situation clearly couldn't go on.

Noemi's plan was to invite everyone to dinner.

Amandine, Rémi and Theodore, too.

You just have to get there first, so you'll have time to get to know each other.

Rémi's coming, and then, boom, we'll tell him everything.

That you had a big crush on him, that you didn't know how to talk to him,

that you have a lot in common, and that she'll find it so cute.

Well, listen, I want you to organize a party like this, but I think the only

thing that could work is if I get there with the score that makes me fall in love.

So you still believe in that?

Well, yes, I do.

Well, I still have to find it, but I'm working on it.

Oh, sorry, Noemi, I have to go.

Okay, see you later.

See you soon.

Bye.

Um, Nancy!

Hey!

Oh, Frenchie!

What are you doing here?

Well, you know, I'm just, um... You look... different.

Yeah, maybe it's... I changed my glasses, so that's why, maybe.

And look, I'm bringing you this.

What is this?

Are you crazy?

Oh, no, no, no, it's from Vinnie.

Vinnie?

I'm confused.

Vinnie, the guitar player.

Well, I'm doing this for him.

He has that big crush on you, you know?

I mean, he thinks about you all the time.

Really?

Most of all, he plays the guitar thinking of you,

and that's what makes his music so beautiful.

Well, this is very sweet.

Please, just give him a chance.

You French are so romantic.

Will you do it?

Hi.

Hey, guess what?

What?

Nancy, she texted me.

No kidding?

Yeah, I knew we had a good vibe.

She asked me out.

Oh, wow, that's really... I mean, that's great.

Yeah, I can't believe it.

So, when's the big date?

Tonight.

Tonight?

Wow, I'm so happy for you.

That's wonderful.

Yeah, thank you.

So, I've been meaning to ask you.

Tonight, maybe, you think I can have a little

privacy, you know, in case things go well?

Ah, oh, I see, so you don't want me on the couch anymore.

Yeah, I mean, I feel bad, you know, I told you you could get out of your

Airbnb and stay here, but it would just be for tonight, so maybe there's something in

Manhattan you could do, you know, something late.

I mean, yeah, I guess I will just walk around all night and drink all night.

Beautiful, beautiful, thank you, I really appreciate it.

But I gotta really clean this place, so I gotta hurry up, I'm really late.

Thank you, though.

Cuddle up a little closer, lovey mine.

Cuddle up and be my little clinging vine.

Love to feel your cheeks so rosy.

Love to make you comfy cozy.

Cause I love you from head to toesy, lovey mine.

Hey,

I was told that you might get money... You never give up!

Why should I?

Can you stop?

I don't want to hear another word about that song, stop!

Ok, I will, I promise.

But just explain me why.

Listen, that's enough!

You're pissing me off right now!

You speak French?

Yes, I speak French.

I lived in Paris for four years, I'm half Irish, half Belgian.

I didn't know, you didn't tell me, I mean... Well, you didn't ask me, did you?

Yeah, um... Well, make yourself useful.

Scotch, no ice cream.

Come on, hop!

A little closer, lovey mine.

There you go, miss.

Do you like the singer?

Um, well, I'm not really interested.

He's cute with his little Kennedy-style brushing, isn't he?

You're making it difficult.

No, but Maria, I'm actually in love with a girl who lives in Paris.

And her?

And her, I don't know.

But, um, listen.

I know she's the woman of my life.

It's hard to explain, but that's why I'm a little

annoyed that I'm running after this song and all that.

You know, this song doesn't do miracles, does it?

Yeah, but it has magical powers.

Do you agree?

Can you play?

Um, yeah.

I mean, I've seen it in the movies, but...

Listen, if you win, I'll give you the score.

Does that mean you still have it?

Choose.

Okay.

It's a good start.

Come on, let's go.

Good evening, ma'am.

You can put them away.

Mm-hmm.

You say the song works, it works at first, but then...

But then it's up to you to play.

Oh, yeah.

No, then it's up to you to play.

In love, it's up to you to play.

Yes, and so?

Well, you know, a love story doesn't stop at the meeting, does it?

It only starts, and then you have to do the rest.

Yes, well, I know all that, Maria.

I don't think you realize it, do you?

Yes!

That's beautiful.

Is it for me?

Is it a gift?

Oh, that's nice.

Free, like that?

Yeah, but listen, it's not fair, because...

Actually, I'm a daltonian, you know, so I should be in the e-sports category.

So it's really not fair.

What?

What?

It was the black one?

It's the black one!

I won!

I won the score!

Yes!

Do you want to go home?

Whiskey?

Do you want that?

No, thank you.

I think I've had enough.

Maria, do we have to go over this again?

Again?

What?

Over what?

Being more quiet when you come in in the middle of the fucking night.

Quiet?

I was quiet.

I was.

Oh, God.

Listen, I'm an artist.

I live at night.

I work at night.

Working.

So she was working?

What are you doing?

You want to embarrass me in front of my friend?

What's wrong with you?

You always do this.

Can we talk about this tomorrow morning?

It is tomorrow morning, Maria.

Okay.

Good night, Erica.

Good morning, Maria.

Good night.

Come.

So, it's... Sit wherever you want.

Um...

Yes.

It's here.

And that's it.

Magic.

But that's not a score.

No, it's a key.

It's the key to a storage box.

You can go, you can look in my things, you'll find the score.

It was already 6am.

Theodore was exhausted and hungry.

But as you can imagine, he went to the storage space right away.

He stayed there for hours.

Meanwhile, Maria was slowly getting up.

Maria?

Hey, Maria.

Can you please keep that down?

I'm trying to write a very important paper.

Okay, I'll do it quietly.

Okay, thank you.

Look, I know you have to practice, but can't that just wait like an hour?

Like, until I'm done with what I'm doing?

And also, the bathroom is still filthy.

Like, weren't you supposed to take care of that today?

Okay, I'll clean the bathroom now.

I will.

No, no.

Maria.

Maria.

Maria, I'm serious.

You're like my best friend.

My sister, even.

But this has gone on much too far.

I don't even know what to do anymore.

I know.

Okay, I know.

I know.

I know.

I've just been really overwhelmed and... It's been four months.

I just broke up with Angelo.

My voice is really fragile.

Do you understand what that entails?

We were living together, working together, everything.

Maria, that's not the point.

And I think you know what I'm trying to say.

I know.

Hello?

Yes, hello Maria, it's me.

So, I'm in the box, but there's no score.

There's no Sound of Love.

There's nothing.

What do you mean, there's nothing?

Well, yes, I don't know.

Could the box have been burgled?

No, burgled?

No, no.

Wait, I know.

What do you mean, he has a double declamation?

I thought it was your box.

But it's my box.

It's a box we had when we were together.

And since then, we've kept it.

He still has his key.

Wait, so you mean he went there and took the score like that?

He didn't go there to take this score.

He must have taken a lot of sheet music scores and...

Fuck, I hope he didn't play it in public.

It would be a disaster, really.

And Angelo, then, if I understand correctly, he plays the violin?

Yeah, he's a violinist.

You know, that's how we met.

And he said to me, come, follow me, Ania.

And I followed him.

But then, you know, it got out of hand.

We don't look like that.

But he's really a big talker.

He has no spirit of initiative, nothing.

It was terrible, it was a mortal annoyance.

Really, it was a train... Ah, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!

What's going on?

Have you seen the rat?

There's a rat.

A rat just passed.

There's a rat.

Did you see it?

Look, look, there's no rat.

There's no rat.

Besides, I think it must have been a squirrel.

Squirrels are disgusting.

Why?

They're disgusting.

They're balls of hair full of parasites.

Well, no, they have little muzzles, they're all cute.

Cute?

You're talking, yeah.

You know there's a plague, Ania?

A plague?

Yeah, because of your cute little squirrels, there's a plague, Ania.

You won't come crying when there's a plague.

But with Angelo, you still stayed in good terms, didn't you?

What?

What did I say?

It's not exactly the kind of guy you'll stay with, Ania.

It's clear.

I was wrong.

Once, once.

Oh, my God.

Once.

Once.

But he called me names, he insulted me.

I was a seductress, an incapable, a loser.

Even my parents never called me that.

I never want to see him again.

Never again.

Marie-Anne, but how am I going to do if I want to get the score back?

The score?

The score, score, score, score, score, score, score?

You only talk about it, you only have it in your mouth.

And you know what?

You can seduce her yourself.

You don't need this score.

And you're not that ugly after all.

Yes, it's very encouraging, thank you very much.

Angelo, no, theater, no.

I'm not going to ask them to play together.

Vinicius, this is my last chance.

I'm leaving New York in three days.

But it's crazy.

You want a hit?

Oh, no, no, thank you, I shouldn't do that, no.

Oh, and by the way, Romeo, I didn't even ask

you, but how about your beautiful love story?

Nancy?

Well, we had that beautiful night together.

Then I think I came on a little bit too strong.

Now she's ghosting me.

Oh, really, ghosting you?

It's alright, you know, she's a young New York millennial.

She's beautiful, she's probably dating a few guys at the same time.

She probably forgot about me already.

Wow, that's so rude, I'm sorry about that.

Maybe, maybe there is a way I can help you.

I have a gig coming up.

It's one of those big Lindy Hop events.

And I do need to hire another piece, and it could be violin.

Call Angelo, book him, and don't tell him that you hired Maria.

No, they're gonna hate me.

Look, Vinnie, I mean, I promise.

When you come and visit me in Paris, I'll do whatever you want.

I mean, and that includes introducing you to nice Parisian girls.

Parisian girls, huh?

Yeah, sounds nice.

Where's my phone?

So, you've been ditching me for more than a week, huh?

Have we met before?

Why are you drinking beer?

It's disgusting.

Listen, I drink whatever I want.

I don't know, what am I supposed to drink?

Why not a Tom Collins?

Tom what?

Tom Collins.

What's that?

Okay, I'll explain.

New York, 1875.

A world night, like this one.

Excuse me, sir, have you seen Tom Collins?

Tom Collins?

No, I don't know Tom Collins.

Oh, well, he knows you.

He spent the night telling people about you.

And now, what are you gonna do?

Well, I think I'll spend my night looking for Tom Collins.

But?

But?

Tom Collins doesn't exist.

It was a kind of farce he did in the late 1900s.

So, it turned into a cocktail.

Gin, lemon, two-salt water and a little cherry.

Okay, I get it.

So, I'm gonna look for two Tom Collins.

Do you really get it?

Because there's a moral to this story.

You know you can spend your whole life running after someone who doesn't exist.

Or a partition.

When the most important thing in life is to enjoy the night.

I'd love to thank the organizers of Frim Fram Jam for having us on such short notice.

Literally, many of us didn't know that we were going to be here until we were here.

Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome to the stage... Angelo!

How I hate to see the evening sun go down I hate to see the evening sun go down

Since my man gone left this town I hate to see the

evening sun go down Nice to see you.

Maybe you'll find it strange, but Theodore could

understand perfectly well what Maria was going through.

I think I forgot to tell you something.

Remember when Theodore was at the storage space?

Well, he couldn't find the chart, but he found something else.

And he did something he shouldn't have done.

I met this boy in a jazz club in Saint-Germain.

Pierre, handsome as a god, and a real virtuoso.

His melancholic entrance and his lonely character disturb me.

But he barely noticed me, he must not even remember my name.

I should ask Céline to organize a new meeting.

Definitely, there is nothing to do.

I am invisible to Pierre's eyes, who is only interested in the minutes that

come to flatter him at the end of the concerts.

What a lack of enthusiasm!

What a lack of originality!

Yesterday, Martin told me about this score.

An old standard composed in the 1920s, appeared in the musical comedy The Lady is

Back by Joe Voodie Melton, which was a flop at Broadway.

Restored and rearranged over the years by all the jazzmen, it has reached by

successive layers such perfection that it was reputed to have a magical power.

The power to instantly put its listeners in a trance and

make anyone fall in love in the space of three minutes.

But there would be a copy in Paris nowadays.

I have to find it.

After months of research, I finally got my hands on it.

When this bookseller from Montmartre showed me the

collection, I thought my heart was going to drop.

A miraculous object, of which he certainly did not suspect

the power, but of which he knew at least the rarity.

I thought to myself, 1500 Euros, all my savings.

I don't care, this score is going to change my life.

I measure the harm I'm going to do to him, who is now hanging on to me like a hooker.

I am terribly angry, but the facts are there.

After three years of incomparable, wonderful love,

I can no longer find the flame of the beginning.

How to do?

Do I really have to force myself?

And then there is Thomas and his passionate choir, and above all Angelo,

who offers me to come and sing in his band in New York.

I, who always dreamed of going to New York.

I'm afraid I'll be swept away by the beauty of Pierre, by his instinctive charm.

But deep down, I may miss my real story, something more important.

I need to make the point.

I'm going to go to France for a little tour.

Are you going to Paris?

Yes.

I miss it.

No?

It's okay, I have it.

Do you know the best part?

Theodore could not even read sheet music, so

Maria kindly accepted to record the song for him.

She needed to play every note, exactly as Joe Rudy Melton had intended.

But please be patient, I promise the song is coming up.

Then Maria burnt the chart once and for all.

An old cassette?

Yes, an old cassette.

I don't want it to be copied, re-copied, copied to infinity.

I don't trust modern technology.

Anyway, I have my conditions.

Okay.

Primo, you will use this song only once, for the girl you love.

And it's just because I think your love is sincere.

I promise.

Dezio, you destroy this cassette right after using it.

Do you understand?

But how?

As you wish.

Picard hammer, baseball bat, compressor roller, I don't care.

But this song must disappear.

Okay.

Okay?

Thank you, Maria.

Good luck.

And good luck to you for the story with Angelo.

I really hope you will leave on the right foot.

By the way, you are welcome in Paris.

You can come whenever you want, I will welcome you

with great pleasure, I will show you everything.

Well, no, I'm kidding, because you already know Paris.

Thank you.

So, I tell you, see you soon.

Yes.

See you soon there.

Have a good trip.

Thank you.

See you soon.

Goodbye.

Did you like it?

Yes.

Maybe one day you will go there with Amandine.

Yes.

By the way, what time is it?

It must be about 11 P.M.

Yes, 11 P.M.

I hope she won't be too late.

Why?

Are you afraid because of this guy?

Here she is.

So,

is he the famous Clément?

No, Amandine.

Amandine, aren't you going to invite him to your place for a last drink?

No, it's your first night together.

Well, technically, they may have seen each other before and I didn't know.

Well, there is only one solution.

You have to try everything for everything.

Kamikaze technique.

Yes, we have to go there.

Obliged.

You go.

It's the moment.

Here, you read Albert Cohen?

Yes.

Did you read it too?

Yes, yes, of course.

It's...

It's beautiful.

He's my favorite author.

Really?

Yes.

He really changed my life because I think he's a very intelligent author who was

able to capture the crossroads of his time, so a satirical writing at the same

time with a discourse on love that I find very interesting.

Yes, yes.

Yes, that's exactly it.

I love it too.

Cheers.

Cheers.

Cheers.

I wanted to tell you...

I really had a great night with you.

Thank you.

I also had a great night with you.

Cool.

Until the moment when the waiter spilled the quinoa salad on my dress.

Ok.

Your earrings are great.

Thank you.

It was my mother's.

They are super pretty.

Thank you.

Were you waiting for someone?

No.

I'm sorry, I'll see.

I didn't order pizza.

Who are you?

Where is your helmet?

It's starting to get long.

Yes.

I wonder what's going on up there.

Me too.

I just hope that Clément is not going to break his face.

We'll see.

Really?

Yes.

Can you imagine?

Yes, yes.

And while leaving Théodore completely paralyzed, the final verse released its powers.

Blah, blah.

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

I try to put myself back on the piano.

And then I hear the boom, boom, boom all day long.

So, fortunately, there is José.

Do you remember José?

I told you about him.

Yes, you know, the guy who is brunette, who has a good face and everything.

Come on, pick up.

Pick up.

Hi.

Hello.

Are you okay?

So, did it work?

The song worked.

But not for me.

Not for you?

What happened?

I'm not sure I really want to talk about it.

Well, okay.

I won't tell you that I told you.

I'm sorry, Théodore.

So, did you burn the tape?

No, not yet.

But I'll do it.

Well, will you say hi to Paris for me?

And you, New York?

And the rats?

Oh, did you see how huge this rat was?

Did you see?

I should have captured it and sent it to the book of records.

And...

And with Angelo, is it going well?

Yeah.

Yeah, it's...

Yeah, it's going well.

We meet our...

Actually, it's not going well.

It's not going well at all.

I don't know.

I'm completely lost.

I don't know where I am anymore, Théodore.

I don't know.

It's life.

It's my life.

So, New York?

New York?

Well, you can do the same shitty job here as in Paris.

Or you can sing with me.

Or we could do six months in Paris, six months in New York.

That's the dream.

Which city do we start with?

I don't know, we just have to pull it out.

Right or left?

Right or left.

No, wait.

The song.

The tape, did you destroy it as I asked you?

Yes, yes, it's good, it's good.

I took care of it.

It's good.

Hey, in a way, this song did make us fall in love with each other.

So it can't be that bad after all, can it?

In a bleak world like this, what we need is more love, right?

Things can't get any worse anyway.

So here it is now.

The sound of love.

The morning light that softly shimmers through the trees The moon that rises up

above the winter breeze The dawn that takes you by surprise

And it's called The Sound of Love.

It's called The Sound of Love.

It's called The Sound of Love.

It's called The Sound of Love.

It's called The Sound of Love.

And it's called The Sound of Love.

And it's called The Sound of Love.