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♪ La mer ♪

♪ Qu'on voit danser ♪

♪ Le long des golfes clairs ♪

♪ A des reflets d'argent... ♪

[Jean Pierre] Ahh, bread...

so central to human history,

it's been called the "staff of life."

♪ La mer... ♪

It's just water, flour, and yeast--

three simple little ingredients...

but when made with love,

it can become something special.

You might almost say "magical."

♪ Voyez ♪

♪ Près des étangs ♪

♪ Ces grands roseaux mouillés ♪

[♪♪]

♪ Voyez ♪

♪ Ces oiseaux blancs ♪

♪ Et ces maisons rouillées ♪

[♪♪]

♪ La mer ♪

♪ Les a bercés ♪

♪ Le long des golfes clairs ♪

♪ Et d'une chanson d'amour ♪

♪ La mer ♪

♪ A bercé mon coeur ♪

♪ Pour la vie ♪

♪ La mer ♪

♪ Qu'on voit danser ♪

Have a good day, Ernie.

You too, Annie.

Oh, that coffee smells so good.

Annie, if you love me even just a little bit,

you'll pour me a cup.

No!

Half a cup?

-[Annie laughs] -A quarter?

No! You told me the baby was already doing somersaults.

Just hang in there.

She'll be here in a couple months,

you can have all the coffee you want.

Okay, but-- oh!

Yeah, I think you're right.

She kicks hard enough without caffeine.

I still can't believe I'm gonna be an unofficial aunt.

Hey.

There they are--

my two favorite women in the entire world.

Thank you.

Mm.

It's so much better than what I brew at the bakery.

Oh, yeah, go ahead. Rub it in, Matt.

Sorry, Mary, but you are almost home.

And you are already a picture of maternal loveliness.

You are such a charming little liar,

but I still love you for it.

[chuckling]

So, uh, movie tonight?

I don't know.

I'm behind on my bookkeeping.

Besides... I'm still a little annoyed with you.

What did he do now?

He broke up with Sarah, she got depressed and quit,

and now I have to find a new waitress.

I didn't do it to hurt you.

We-- We just weren't right for each other.

[laughs]

Well, no one's ever right for you.

I mean, you have this image of a perfect woman.

I'm telling you-- she doesn't exist.

I'm not looking for perfection.

I mean, Sarah was very sweet, but...

honestly, she found the idea

of you and me having a regular movie night,

ahem, "weird."

-Mm. -And I'm sorry,

for me, that's a non-starter.

Oh, I'm sorry, this is my fault?

Yes!

[laughs]

But, in the spirit of forgiveness,

I'll make the spaghetti you like.

I'll even...

let you pick the movie on top of it.

Oh! I haven't had an offer like that

since before Tim and I were married.

I'd take it.

[groans concedingly]

All right, all right, all right.

But I'll warn you right now--

there won't be one car chase or explosion.

Seven?

See you then.

-Bye, Mary. -Bye, Matt.

You do realize why he hasn't met anyone, right?

Oh! No.

Not this again.

Yes, "this again," Annie.

All the signs are there.

Why do you think he ends up on your couch?

Because he's not willing to pay for a streaming service.

No. Because he's subconsciously in love with you.

Well, I would be more interested

in someone who could love me consciously.

I mean, come on.

It's Matt we're talking about.

[♪♪]

Hey, Walt.

I-I tell you,

you've got to experience Windward Island first hand

to appreciate what a-- what a happening...

and h-hot...

spot we really are.

Uh, well, we've come a long way from the economic downturn

and one little article from you could--

[line clicks]

Hello?

Hello?

Lyle...

you are the most perfectly pressed police officer

this town has ever seen.

How do you do it?

Well, I like to iron.

I find it meditative.

Well, no conversation with you is ever uninteresting.

Morning, Tim.

I just saw Mary.

She is looking more amazing every day.

Yeah, she is, isn't she?

Well, why so down?

Ah, you know-- stress.

I don't even know why

I'm bothering to paint this boat.

I haven't had a charter in weeks.

Come on, things are gonna pick up.

You gotta stay positive, buddy.

You're gonna be a dad.

True.

[footsteps approaching]

Mornin', fellas.

So the van's just right up there, around the corner.

Thank you.

Tim, look at that. What'd I tell you?

Tourists!

See? Things are picking up already.

[chuckles] Wow.

Well, hello, Lyle. Nice to see you again.

Great to have you back, Mrs. Dean.

Lovely to be back.

[romantic theme rises]

[♪♪]

[woman laughs]

[Matt chuckles feebly]

Not the best first impression you've ever made.

I don't know.

In some cultures, it's a sign of good luck.

Really?

[shouts] Okay, fellas!

Hit me with your best shot!

Welcome to Windward!

Walter Rasmussen, Mayor.

Three tourists.

We're dying here. Do you hear me? Dying here.

Enjoy your stay!

[British accent] Ahem. To Mrs. Dean--

thank you

for opening your beautiful home

to a company of grateful dancers,

who will do their best not to break anything.

[laughter]

Thank you, Philip.

As you may know,

my late husband was not a fan of ballet.

In fact, if he were still alive,

the Seattle Seahawks would be sitting here

instead of you.

[all chuckling]

Create a wonderful ballet.

Make me proud.

And don't worry if you hear strange noises at night.

I'm sure it is just Franklin,

fighting culture...

even from the grave.

[laughter]

Cheers, everyone.

[overlapping] Cheers!

Cheers.

[all clinking]

[television playing]

[movie theme swells]

We've seen this movie countless times,

and you cry at the end every time.

I mean, you know they're gonna wind up together!

It's not exactly a secret.

[sniffles] You're a fine one to talk.

You cry every time that movie with the dog comes on,

where it's going home.

Okay, that is different.

The love between a boy and his dog is simple.

When it's people, it gets complicated.

So your solution

is just to avoid serious relationships?

It's gonna make for a very lonely life.

I don't have a lonely life.

I have you

and our relationship--

a nice simple, uncomplicated friendship.

I don't know whether to be flattered or insulted.

Nah, I meant it as a compliment.

All right.

Ah, time to get this dough in the oven.

Mm-kay.

I like this one a lot.

I don't know.

It's not turning out the way I wanted.

You say that about everything.

When are you gonna finally admit your work is good?

You have to say that 'cause you're my friend.

Oh, just because I'm your friend

do not think I'm afraid

to tell you some hard-hitting truths.

Oh, yeah? Like what?

Like your taste in movies is terrible.

Your painting isn't.

If I let you pick the movie next time,

will you stop talking about this?

Never.

Goodnight.

Goodnight.

[♪♪]

♪ Every day of my life ♪

♪ Is the best day ♪

♪ All I have seen ♪

♪ Has blown me away ♪

♪ Now moving with the wind is how I want to stay ♪

♪ And, Darling if you take a look around... ♪

[♪♪]

[♪♪]

[groans wearily]

I know, I know.

It doesn't have that "something special."

Matthew.

You just need to put

a little more of your heart into it.

Dad, we've talked about this.

I've tried.

Maybe I just don't have the gift for it.

[laughs] I didn't know I did,

and then, I met your mother,

and everything changed.

Remember what my bread was like when she was alive?

The line of customers?

Sometimes, they couldn't get out the door

without tearing off a piece.

[laughs]

She inspired me.

After we lost her,

nothing was the same.

Maybe I just haven't found my inspiration yet.

[chuckles]

I trust that you will.

Now, make your deliveries,

go home,

get some sleep.

All right.

[♪♪]

[♪♪]

[footsteps]

Oh! Hello. Just in time. Come on in.

Where would you like this?

We're just downstairs.

[classical music playing]

[Philip] Now sustain that.

Now transition. And up.

Nice. Jeté into Pas de Chat.

[♪♪]

Lovely. Okay, keep that chin up, shoulders back.

Oh!

[Philip] Even it out. It was bumpy.

[sighs] I'm guessing the five-second rule

doesn't apply here?

-[Philip] Keep working on it. -Good guess.

Great to have you here.

And remember-- I'm not just the mayor.

I'm also a notary and an insurance broker.

Never too early to start thinking about life insurance.

[♪♪]

Ahh. I should've offered them accident insurance.

Dancers break a lot of ankles, don't they?

Maybe I could get a charter or two out of this.

Any of 'em fish?

I don't know. It didn't come up.

I'll be right back.

Do you think we could get any publicity

out of having a ballet company here?

You just don't give up, do you, Walt?

No.

And I'm not gonna stop

until Windward is back on the map.

I will ford every mountain, I will climb every stream,

-I will chase every-- -How many beers have you had?

Half a glass.

That's it, Walt.

I'm cuttin' you off.

Ah, good idea.

I need a clear head to plan my next move.

[bills rustling]

Night, all.

-Night, Walt. -Thanks, Walt.

Not even one of 'em fish.

The universe must have something against me.

Hi.

Hi. Can we get a white wine

and a club soda with a lime, please?

Ooh. Make that two limes.

I'm feeling a little frisky.

Ooh.

[smooch]

Okay. Maybe the universe likes me a little bit.

Aw, what's wrong?

Is my guy feeling a little down today?

He just found out he's not gonna get rich

off the ballet dancers.

Hey, it's not all about making money off them.

I, for one, am happy

to get a little bit of culture around this place.

And since when are you a ballet fan, Matt?

Since Annie took me when we were 10.

You hated it.

I didn't hate it! I didn't hate it.

[Annie] It was The Nutcracker

and the Mouse King terrified him.

[laughter]

A mouse scared you?

He was, like, six-feet-tall, with a sword,

big teeth, and claws, and it was...

-Six feet. Terrifying. -...very scary.

Excuse me.

-Can I get a diet cola, please? -Sure thing.

Had a chance to explore much of the island yet?

No. We've been pretty busy rehearsing.

How's that going?

-Good. -Great.

I'm a big ballet fan.

Really?

Oh, yeah.

Uh, The Nutcracker is one of my favorites.

-[Annie stifles laughter] -[Tim clears his throat]

Uh-huh. And, uh, what else have you seen?

Well, actually, nothing else yet--

What happened? The Mouse King scare you?

-[friends gasping] -Oh!

[Tim laughing]

[laughter grows]

Ouch.

Okay, okay, it wasn't that funny.

-[laughter persists] -Yeah!

-It's very funny. -[Ernie growls darkly]

[louder laughter]

[Walt] Uh, yeah. That's right.

Mrs. Dean's brought the whole company out from Seattle

to rehearse a brand-new world premiere.

I'd say that's worth a few minutes on your broadcast.

Hello?

[sighs]

[♪♪]

Thank you. Come.

Tch-tch. Good boy!

Yes, you're a good boy.

Welcome back to Windward, Mrs. Dean.

Oh, hello, Walter.

Nice to see you.

I was just thinking,

I know how much you love Windward,

and right now we could really use

a little publicity to help boost tourism.

Ah, and a world-class ballet company in rehearsal

might generate that coverage?

You are as perceptive as you are lovely.

[chuckles] Thank you, Walter,

but you don't need to work quite that hard.

I'll make a few phone calls and see what I can do.

Well, you're a blessing to us all.

Ah, let's not elevate me to sainthood just yet, Walter.

[♪♪]

Mm.

[barks]

B onjour!

You're very cute.

Hmm? Oh!

Who do you belong to, hein?

[Kathryn calling] Rudy!

Rudy?

Oh, mystery solved. Over here!

[Kathryn] Oh!

Ahh!

Rudy, there you are.

You shouldn't have run away, you bad dog.

I think he was hungry.

Oh, you didn't feed him, did you?

I don't like him begging.

It's a terrible habit.

In France, we let them sit at the table with us.

Even in restaurants.

Happy dog, happy people, hein?

Well, we're not in France now.

Rudy? Rudy!

Come!

You'd better go.

Come! Rudy, come.

Thank you.

All right, Rudy. Come on, Rudy.

[sighs]

You're welcome.

[sighs]

So, that's another hamburger-- plain, no bun, no fries--

and a water.

-Yes. -All right.

Let me guess. Same?

Actually, I will have a burger with bun

and cheese,

fries, crispy,

and a... chocolate malted.

[scoffs]

What?

I'm the boss.

I get to eat what I like.

Fantastic.

And now I can pay my electric bill.

So you own this charming establishment?

Oh, I own a whole chain--

South America, Europe,

next week, I'm opening one in Shanghai.

Well, mice to know, wherever I am in the world,

I'll never be far from you.

Right. I will just get this going.

I know that look in your eye,

but I have a feeling

she's too smart

to fall for the Philip Chandler dance routine.

Mm-hmm. You might be right.

Which is exactly what I find so interesting.

Hey, Annie.

-Hi. -Can I get a turkey sandwich?

In a sec. Cook's out sick, I'm still short a waitress,

and this is as close to packed as I've been in a while.

No problem. I can wait.

[background music plays, indistinct]

[♪♪]

[Nicole speaks, indistinct]

[exchange continues, indistinct]

Thinking about talking to her again, aren't you?

Okay, yes.

[snickers]

I'm just not sure about what.

I've already made it very clear I know nothing about ballet,

so I think it's a little too late for Google.

Well, you could talk about how great my food is.

Oh, ho. You're not even trying to help, are you?

Sorry. Little busy.

You're gonna have to figure this one out on your own.

Okay, fine.

[exhales] I can do this.

You can do this.

-All right. -Yeah.

If you're looking for anything after the Beatles broke up,

you're gonna be disappointed.

[chuckles] You just saved me a quarter.

My pleasure.

So, the food here-- pretty good.

Glad to hear it.

Okay, then.

How'd it go?

[whistles and mimics explosion]

[laughs] Well, can't win 'em all.

Why do I get the feeling you're enjoying this?

Please, I'm your best friend. Why would I enjoy this?

[♪♪]

Thought I might find you out here.

Shouldn't you be taking bread out of the oven?

I already did. It's cooling.

See you haven't given up on that painting yet.

You feeling better about it?

[sighs] You know me, I can never tell.

I don't know. What do you think?

Be honest.

Could you bring it a little bit closer?

You're not gonna fall off the dock, Matt.

A gust of wind could come up like that.

You know, my offer still stands.

You're never too old to learn how to swim.

Gotten this far without it.

I'm good.

[Annie laughs]

Someday, you're gonna have to explain to me

why you choose to spend your whole life

surrounded by something you're afraid of.

Okay, well, let's put a pin in that

until the next time you bring it up?

I need your help with something.

Sure.

Okay, right. So, um...

here's the deal.

Say you were interested in someone,

like, I don't know, a dancer--

how would you go about that?

Wow!

I've never seen you so unsure of yourself.

It's just we come from such different places.

You know, she's got a career

that's probably taken her all over the world.

I don't even own a passport.

[laughs]

And you want me to be your dating coach?

Yeah.

Annie, you're the smartest person I know.

And the most sophisticated.

I mean, come on!

I've already put my foot in my mouth twice.

If I'm lucky, I've only got one more shot.

Okay.

Well, I'm not sure what kind of help I can be,

because, you know, I haven't dated anybody

since that stockbroker from Seattle two summers ago.

Besides, I don't know anything about this dancer,

what she's looking for in a guy.

Well, what would you look for?

What would I look for?

Yeah.

I don't know.

How about everything that stockbroker didn't have--

depth, honesty,

the willingness to actually give something of himself.

You could try offering her that.

Geez, Annie, we just met.

Haven't had a real conversation with her yet.

Can we start with something, uh, a little simpler?

Something simpler?

Um, I don't know, you could try baking for her.

Bet she'd kill for a carbohydrate.

I'm joking.

I know.

But there's something there, I think.

You said I need to give something of myself,

and this way, I would be.

Thanks, Annie. Knew I could count on you.

Always happy to help.

[♪♪]

[♪♪]

[door opens]

It's okay. I won't tell anyone.

[laughs]

Tempting, but I don't think so.

Wait.

I, uh...

I-I wasn't completely honest with you

at the pub the other night.

About what?

The Nutcracker isn't the only ballet I've ever seen.

Really?

I saw you dance.

In Seattle?

No, here, the other day.

I was delivering bread to the estate.

You were...

i-it was beautiful.

As good as The Nutcracker?

Okay, I'm no expert or anything,

but I don't know, watching you move,

the way you danced, it's like...

gravity doesn't exist.

Like--

like the time slowed down, okay?

I'm so sorry, I'm not saying it right at all.

Actually, you were doing just fine.

Really?

Really.

So how 'bout that baguette?

Oh, my goodness. I can't!

Okay, okay, no, I understand.

Dancers need to be disciplined,

and treats have to be very special,

so how does this sound--

fresh, classic pain au froment, right out of the oven.

Perfect crust, moist warm center,

dipped in olive oil,

with just a sprinkle of salt.

Okay, please, no more.

Five a.m. tomorrow.

Five a.m.?

You will not be disappointed.

I don't know.

Maybe.

Um, I gotta go.

Wait!

What's your name?

Nicole.

I'm Matt.

[♪♪]

[knocks]

Annie?

-[knocking] -Coming!

I told her I'd bake for her.

[groggily] I'm sorry. What?

I took your advice.

I'm trying to up my game.

[groans] Oh.

Still warm.

What do you think?

I think I was sleeping.

Come on! I just need an honest opinion.

It'll take you two seconds.

Well?

[sighs] I'm not sure what exactly you want me to say.

When you taste it--

I don't know, what do you think?

I think it's... bread.

So there's nothing special about it?

If you're hoping to knock her ballet slippers off,

it's not gonna do it.

That's what I was afraid of.

She's coming by the shop tomorrow morning at five.

Mmph.

Can I come back around three with another loaf?

No.

Come on! I would do it for you.

Goodnight, Matt.

-Bye. -Bye.

[♪♪]

[♪♪]

Hey.

From the look on your face,

I'm guessing it didn't go great?

You could say that.

She didn't even show up.

Well...

maybe she overslept.

You know, 5:00 a.m.

isn't exactly the best time to start a date.

I might've gotten lucky.

Made another batch after I left your place,

and, if I'm being completely honest,

which you said I should be,

it wasn't any better than the one you tasted.

Maybe it's because you're still doing it for the wrong reason.

You know?

Instead of trying to impress a girl,

do it because you want to put the best of yourself in it.

What if this is the best of myself?

Hey!

How could you even say something like that?

We've been friends forever.

We know each other better than anyone else.

When I got the chance to study art in Paris

and I wasn't sure if I should go,

you're the one who told me that I should do it

because you saw more in me than I saw in myself.

I feel the same way about you.

Wish I knew why.

Tsk.

Annie, I look at you and I see someone

who's really passionate about something.

You are out here at daybreak, doing what you love.

You work a full day at the restaurant,

and you're back out here the next morning.

I don't have anything like that.

All I do is make bread.

So put your passion into that.

When I lived in Paris,

there was a baker near me so good

that people lined up waiting for him to open.

In Bruges,

there's a wafflemaker who's famous all over Europe.

I mean, it's simple, everyday food

that people just like you turn into something special.

You really think I could do something like that, don't you?

Of course I do.

I always have.

What?

I just realized,

sometimes, you're like

a shorter, cuter version of my dad.

Oh, that might be

the sweetest thing you've ever said to me.

[classical music plays]

[♪♪]

-[bang] -Stop! Stop!

Nicole.

What are you doing?

Why don't you just tell me and save us all some time?

It's all surface.

I mean, this is a woman torn between two loves,

two passions!

You do know what passion is, don't you?

Oh, good. Another rhetorical question.

You'd like a real one?

Okay.

How's this?

Do you have the emotional depth

to express what I'm trying to do here?

See, you're good enough for Seattle,

but I need world-class,

and right now,

I am not convinced that you can give it to me.

Do you know what? We're done for the day.

Okay? We're done.

[♪♪]

[Matt sighs]

Okay, Matt.

Annie seems to think you're capable of more.

Maybe it's time you have as much faith in yourself

as she does.

[♪♪]

[♪♪]

[car alarm chirps]

You came.

I know. I'm surprised, too.

[♪♪]

[horn blares]

[tires screech]

Come on in. Uh...

um, heh...

so I had a nicer presentation set up for you yesterday.

Well, I need this more today than I needed it yesterday, so.

I'm not entirely sure what that means,

but I'm glad you're here.

Oh. One moment, s'il vous plaît.

Hmm.

Lucky you...

still warm.

Mm.

Oh!

[laughing]

Also better yesterday.

Well, you're getting more points by the minute.

Oh... wow.

Oh, wow!

[laughs] You sound surprised.

[crust crunching]

Okay, if I'm being completely honest,

I don't think I've ever made anything this good before.

I mean, my bread's usually, uh, okay,

but this is like, uh...

like I was inspired.

[laughs] Oh...

Sure. Okay.

All right, I know that sounds like a line,

but if it was,

I think I'd probably come up

with something a little bit better

than admitting I'm usually mediocre.

[laughs]

Mm!

[chuckles]

[water lapping wharf]

[sighs]

[ferry horn bellows]

[sniffing]

Something has happened.

[quiet chatter, indistinct]

You are a genius.

It totally worked.

What worked?

Everything!

I have never made bread this good in my life.

She loved it.

And then I told her I never made bread that good.

I was completely honest,

and she loved that, too.

Here, try it.

Matt, I'm kind of in the middle of things here.

Come on.

Come on, just one bite.

All right. All right, all right.

You can taste it, too, can't you?

Oh, wow.

Lyle-- try that.

Oh, this is good!

I know. There's something different about it,

something better.

And I couldn't have done it without you.

[astonished chuckle]

You smell nice. What is that?

Shampoo.

I like it.

This is really good.

I know.

[♪♪]

[knocking]

There he is! Just the man I wanted to see.

Hey, Walt.

So, I'm doing a little survey.

-Try one of these. -In a sec.

How does this sound to you?

A "Pioneer Days" festival.

The entire town in period-day costume,

and you, you handsome devil, starring as

the island's founder, Captain Bodie.

Tourists will eat it up.

No.

Come on, you'd be great.

I don't do costumes.

And besides, Walt, you are the star

of the local community theater every year.

You should do it.

I don't look good in knee breeches.

Small calves.

It's hereditary.

My heart goes out to you.

Now try the bread.

Just think about it.

We gotta come up with something

to get the tourists back here.

Ask Lyle.

All that bike riding. He's got amazing calves.

I did. He said no.

You were my second choice.

Well, third.

So?

This is incredible.

Yes!

Four out of four! [cackles victoriously]

Thanks, Walt!

Mm-hmm!

So, are you going to tell me where we're going?

Well, it's a beautiful day.

I thought I'd show you

some of my favorite places around the island.

Okay.

Your chariot awaits.

Thank you.

Hello?

Hi.

You know, I'm sorry.

We're actually closed,

but, um, Barnacle Burt's is open--

I pray that I'm never so hungry

to eat at a place called Barnacle Burt's.

I was actually on my way to the far more fashionable

Bartholomew's Public House,

and wondered if you'd care to join me.

Oh. Um...

thanks.

You know, but it's just-- it's been a--

Before you say no, you should be aware,

I'm a world-renowned choreographer

with a huge, yet fragile, ego.

Rejection may depress me so much I can't create,

and that, well, that would make the world a sadder place.

[snickers]

Well, I certainly wouldn't want to be responsible for that.

Excellent!

All right.

[chuckles]

Just one second.

[♪♪]

[♪♪]

[background music plays]

So, I mean, I was 23.

My ballet was the biggest thing in Paris.

And there's nothing like success in Paris.

What a city.

I know.

I studied painting for a year

at the Ecole Nationale Supérieure des Beaux-Arts.

No way.

Well, you just continue to impress me.

[laughs]

Merci. Vous êtes très gentil.

So how does a budding artist with an excellent French accent

end up owning a restaurant here?

It was my parents' place.

And after my father got sick, I came back to help,

and I never got back to Paris.

And your painting?

I still dabble a little.

There's not a lot of creative satisfaction

in ordering cases of frozen hamburger--

-[both laughing] -...and cases of ketchup,

so it's nice to have an outlet.

Have you ever had a showing?

Only on the walls of my house.

It seems the life of an artist

was not something I was meant to have.

Well, you know, it's never too late.

Wouldn't it be nice if that were true?

I'm sorry.

I seem to have inadvertently brought down the mood.

No.

Let me see if I can fix that.

Care to dance?

[laughs]

How could I say no

to a world-renowned choreographer?

Quite.

[♪♪]

[♪♪]

Matt.

This bread just keeps getting better and better.

It's a gift.

I don't question it, but I am grateful for it.

Uh, could we get a beer and--?

A sparkling water.

Uh, you know what, Ernie?

Make it two.

Consider that a gesture of solidarity.

You really do know how to make a girl feel special.

[chuckles]

Hi, Matt.

Annie.

I don't think you've met Philip.

He's the choreographer for the ballet company.

Hi.

Howdy.

And I-I don't think you've met Nicole.

Not officially, but how could I forget?

Hamburger, plain, no bun, no fries, and a water.

What a memory.

[all chuckling]

Well, uh,

wish I could stay and talk, but got an early morning, so.

It was good meeting you, Matt.

You too. [mimics shooting]

Don't forget, early rehearsal.

Yes, sir.

-Annie. -Matt.

[classical music plays]

[♪♪]

Better! Much better.

Keep working like this

and we may actually have a ballet.

Same time tomorrow.

Hey, Walter. I hope you shaved today.

Seattle News Tonight just came off the ferry.

I was thinking you might want to say hello to them.

Excuse me!

Hey!

Welcome to Walter-- uh, Windward.

I'm Walter. [chuckles]

Walter Rasmussen. I'm the Mayor.

Rick Rodgers, Seattle News Tonight.

I know! I'm a big fan. Big fan.

[stammers] I'm a big fan.

[chuckling] Thanks.

Uh, well, we got to get to the Dean place.

We're doing a piece on the ballet company.

That's great.

By the way, uh,

we're celebrating our 200th birthday,

doing a big, uh, "Pioneer Days" thing.

See?

Uh-huh, yeah. Great.

[starts engine]

Well...

have a nice day, Walter.

You too.

[♪♪]

Oh, stop smiling already. I get it.

The ballerina loves your bread.

Everybody loves your bread.

Congratulations.

Ooh, someone's a little scratchy today.

What happened? Your date with--

[British accent] ...the "Lord of the Dance"--

[normal voice] ...wasn't what you'd hoped it would be?

As a matter of fact, I had a lovely time.

It was absolutely lovely.

Oh.

Well... well, great.

That's great.

Just... you know, be careful.

Of what?

I don't think he's the kind of guy

who's interested in meaningful relationships.

You barely said five words to him.

I'm just trying to look out for you.

I don't want to see you end up getting hurt.

I can take care of myself.

And if I were looking for relationship advice,

you're the last person I would come to.

Fine.

I'll have a burger.

But... I think you're wrong.

Always happy to hear your opinion.

Oh, look at that.

5:00. Kitchen's closed.

-You guys close at six. -New hours.

[♪♪]

Mm.

[♪♪]

[sighs, then inhales]

[sighs more deeply]

[TV announcer] Some people support the arts

by buying season tickets...

If I want to flirt with Philip, I'm gonna flirt with Philip.

I don't need Matt telling me what to do,

acting all concerned and noble.

-[snickering] -What?

[laughing]

It's just funny.

I mean, you guys keep saying that you're only friends,

but, first, you're jealous of this dancer girl,

and then he's jealous of this Philip guy.

You are like a dog with a bone.

Ruff!

-[laughing] -Stop.

[Rick Rodgers, on newscast] And so, under the watchful eye

of benefactress Katherine Dean,

the Philip Chandler Dance Company creates magic

in the splendid isolation of this tiny island community.

Another golden opportunity down the drain.

Rick Rodgers, Seattle News Tonight.

Finally get a reporter in here

and all he talks about is the ballet.

Nothing I do ever works out.

Don't be so hard on yourself, Walt.

When I was a kid,

my family used to visit Windward.

I haven't been there for years.

It kind of fell off the radar.

Well, Connie, I can tell you, it's still very charming,

and it's not just the scenery.

Ooh...

Taste this,

and you'll want to go tomorrow.

-Mm! -Isn't that incredible?

Comes from Duval's, the local bakery.

[Connie] This... is delicious!

Everyone! They're talking about my bread!

I think it's time for a return trip to Windward.

Maybe tomorrow!

Well, I just may join you.

In other news tonight--

We're famous!

And all because of this guy!

[bar patrons cheering]

[cheering and hooting]

Thank you.

Thank you. Thank you.

We're Windward! They love us!

We're Windward! They love us!

Look at that, Annie!

Another thing I couldn't have done without you.

[patrons] We're Windward! They love us!

We're Windward! They love us!

We're Windward! They love us!

We're Windward! They love us!

We're Windward!

They love us!

-Whoo! -We're Windward! They love us!

We're Windward! They love us!

We're Windward! They love us!

Enjoy.

[♪♪]

Merci.

Welcome to Windward.

Thanks for coming.

-Enjoy your stay. -Thank you.

[♪♪]

Oh!

Hi!

Fresh bread.

Fresh from Duval's.

Enjoy.

[♪♪]

Well, of course, there are times

I still think about going back to Paris,

but, you know, that's not where my life is right now.

And there's a lot to like about living here--

the sense of community,

the pace of life, the natural beauty...

The smallness doesn't bother you?

[laughs]

Not all of us need a big stage.

[chuckles]

Speaking of which, how's the ballet coming?

You know what?

I think that it may just be my best work ever.

-Really? -Mm-hmm.

-That good? -Oh, ho.

I know I must seem full of myself--

and I am, but you can judge for yourself.

I've convinced Mrs. Dean to invite the whole town

to our final rehearsal.

You have to come.

Sure.

Great.

After you.

Do you want to take me out tonight?

[taken aback] Okay.

Okay.

-[Annie chuckles] -Great.

Great.

Hey, Annie, can we get two burgers--

I'm sorry, kitchen's closed.

Again?

Yeah, I got to get this place cleaned up,

'cause I've got a date.

Pick me up at seven.

Yeah?

[♪♪]

There's our magic baker.

Hey, Lyle.

I don't know what you're putting in that bread,

but don't stop.

It's the best tourist season we've had in years.

Okay, that's, what?

10 people who've said you're amazing?

So, Mr. Popularity,

you want to take me whale watching tomorrow?

I... I don't think that's a good idea.

Why not?

Just don't do well on small boats.

You get seasick?

Okay.

Embarrassing moment about to happen.

Please don't laugh.

I can't swim.

[laughs]

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. It's just--

I know. I live on an island.

I always meant to learn, but...

But what?

When I was a kid,

we took a class field trip to Seattle,

and as the ferry was pulling out of the harbor,

I was showing off,

and I fell overboard.

The teacher didn't see me,

so Annie jumped in and saved me.

She pulled me right there, to that dock.

You two certainly have a history.

Yeah, we do.

Did you two ever date?

Me and Annie? No!

No, she is my best friend,

though you wouldn't know it from the way she's been acting.

How's she been acting?

Irritated.

[scoffs]

Well, stop being such a guy and ask her what's wrong.

Sounds exactly like the kind of advice I'd get from her.

[laughs] Well, the more I hear about her,

the more I like her.

Enough about Annie.

-[ice clatters] -[Nicole gasps]

[laughs] Oh, you are so smooth.

[both laughing]

Oh! [chuckles] Thank you.

So...

we know each other a little better now.

How do you feel about showing me some of those paintings?

Oh, I, uh...

Seriously, I know some gallery owners in Seattle.

I could talk to them for you.

What if you don't think they're any good?

Having spent just a little bit of time with you,

I have a feeling that I would like them very much.

That's very sweet, Philip, but...

You're not ready yet.

I get it.

But if you change your mind...

Goodnight, Philip.

[♪♪]

[Jean Pierre] Hello, you lovely and hungry people!

We open in five minutes,

and I promise, it will be well worth your wait.

[barks]

Ah, bon. You again.

[whimpers]

Uh...

come on, you little escape artist.

I don't have time to take you home right now.

Alors, entre, entre.

Bon. Arrière.

Viens-t'en. Viens-t'en.

Matthew,

time to make your deliveries.

Right. [grumbles wearily]

Thanks.

Who's this?

A new employee?

[Jean Pierre chuckles]

He belongs to Mrs. Dean.

You know, there's a very pretty face

under that scowl of hers.

So what do you think?

I think you are a baker.

And a very, very good one.

Well, you said I needed to find my inspiration.

Guess I finally have.

I just hope you found it in the right place.

Viens-t'en. Viens-t'en. Viens-t'en.

Annie?

You're not gonna believe this,

but there's a guy out there named...

Thompson, who wants to know

if you're interested in selling the restaurant.

[laughs]

Where was he three months ago when I couldn't pay a bill?

I'm not selling now.

[laughing]

[phone rings]

Hello, Duval's. I'm sorry, I have to put you--

What?

Really?

Fantastique!

[laughs]

Yes! Yes, see you then!

We are going to be on Get Up & Go, America!

They want to do a story

on the bakery that brought a small town back to life!

[cheering and applause erupt]

And table four's still waiting for their fries, okay?

Thank you.

So... can I get something to eat,

or are you closing at two now?

[chuckles weakly]

Come on, Annie. I don't want to fight with you.

Who's fighting?

Uh, we are, and I'm not sure why.

I mean, I'm used to you being a little cranky with me,

but this is worse than usual.

When am I cranky with you?

Come on, you have been on my case since we were kids.

Pushing me to be something I never thought I could be.

Well, guess what?

I finally listened to you and now it's finally happened.

There's something in my bread that wasn't there before.

I know it sounds crazy and I can't explain it,

but I know you can taste it-- everyone can.

For the first time in my life, I feel like I have a purpose.

Why are you telling me this?

Because...

it wouldn't have happened without you.

I want you to be happy for me,

instead of whatever... this is.

[forced] I'm happy for you.

You've got a weird way of showing it.

I'm sorry. I...

You know, I'm dealing with some stuff and...

maybe I took it out on you.

Well, what kind of stuff?

You know, restaurant stuff. Money.

But now, thanks to you and your magic bread,

stuff's really picking up.

So, we're good?

Yeah, we're good.

Yeah.

[both chuckling]

Great, because

there's something that I want to run by you,

something that may surprise you.

Okay.

It's Nicole.

I-I think I might be sort of...

in love with her.

Really?

Yeah, but the thing is,

I'm not sure if she feels the same way.

I mean, she's not like the girls I usually date.

She's more like, uh, well, she's more like you.

Like me?

Yeah.

You know-- talented, smart, complicated.

[laughing]

Why is that... funny?

I'm sorry. I...

[sighs]

I don't know why I'm laughing.

You know, I don't have any idea

why people fall for the people they do.

If you want to know how she feels about you,

you're... you're gonna have to ask her.

I'm so new to this whole thing.

What if I'm not good at it?

Let me give you a hint.

When you tell her that you love her,

you may want to lose the "sort of."

[♪♪]

I knew it! I knew it!

Oh, I would have made a great psychologist.

I don't know what makes me feel worse,

that I'm in love with Matt or that you were right.

That's besides the point.

Okay, what matters is that you've admitted it.

No. What matters is

that he doesn't feel the same way.

Maybe he only thinks that he's in love with her.

I mean, look at you.

Look how long it took you to wake up,

and that was with me filling you with insights.

I mean, sooner or later, he's gonna realize

that they're from two different worlds.

Wait.

Do you think that Matt would leave Windward to follow her?

I don't know. You're the psychology minor.

True. But I'm not psychic.

[Annie grunts in exasperation]

Oh, Mary.

[doorbell chimes]

[jazz plays in background]

Oh! Thank heaven! Come in, come in!

Oh, my sweet, sweet angel.

I thought I would never see you again.

There you go, Rudy.

Thank you.

You can't imagine how upset I've been.

But of course.

I had a wonderful little dog named Simone,

so I know exactly how you feel.

Would you like to join me for a glass of wine?

That would be lovely.

[both chuckling]

[♪♪]

[♪♪]

[buzzing chatter]

Ladies and gentlemen, please, take your seats.

The performance is just about to begin.

You're supposed to wait until she Do-si-dos.

[♪♪]

[♪♪]

[♪♪]

[applause erupts]

Whoo!

[♪♪]

[bustling chatter over background music]

Oh, nice to see you again, Jean Pierre.

You look very handsome.

Oh, and you, too, Kathryn.

Oh, please, mon chéri.

And I do believe you're blushing.

It can happen in the presence of a beautiful woman.

[chuckling]

Now it's my turn to blush.

Shall we?

Thank you all so much. I'm so happy you enjoyed it.

[♪♪]

It was wonderful. Congratulations.

Thank you, Annie, and thanks for coming.

Oh, well, it's not every day a place like Windward

gets to see a star in the making.

Oh! That's very kind.

You must be really eager to get back to Seattle.

You know, there's a lot to love about this place.

It's easy to imagine myself being very happy here.

But I guess I don't have to tell you that!

Oh, no, you certainly don't.

[forced chuckle]

Well, there's lots of people waiting to congratulate you,

so I will just... bye.

[Nicole] There you are.

I was beginning to think you hated it.

How could I?

I was watching you.

And there were no big mice, so.

[Nicole chuckles]

Can I steal you away for a second?

Yeah.

[♪♪]

Oh--

You're leaving without saying anything to me?

It was beautiful, Philip.

Truly.

Thank you.

Well, I was hoping that you'd like it.

I'm sure you're being showered with compliments.

Well, yes, but some mean more than others.

You are a remarkable woman, Annie McBride,

and I've truly enjoyed spending time with you.

I'm just sorry that

I'm not the one you wanted to be spending time with.

I'm not sure what you mean.

Well, perhaps I'm mistaken.

[forced chuckle]

Take care of yourself.

[♪♪]

You really were incredible tonight.

Not that you need me to tell you that, but...

It's still nice to hear.

-So, we never really talked a-- -I just want you--

I'm sorry. You first.

[sighs] Um...

I can't begin to tell you

how much the time here has meant to me.

And I'm gonna miss this place, and you,

very much.

There's no reason you have to.

I was thinking about it,

and I could spend time with you in Seattle,

and after the ballet closes, you could come here.

No. After the ballet closes, we go on a six-month tour.

And then there'll be another ballet and another tour.

So what are you saying?

You have to understand,

I'm at the beginning of a career

I've been working towards my entire life,

and right now, there's just no place in it--

So this is what it's like.

What?

I've never gotten a "goodbye" speech before.

[sighs]

Matt, I'm...

It's okay.

You don't have to say anything else.

I hope your career

is everything you want it to be.

[♪♪]

[♪♪]

[ticking]

[sighing]

I've been thinking about our conversation.

Ah!

And I think

I will be returning to Windward more often.

I think that would be very nice.

I'd love to see more of Rudy.

Oh?

Just Rudy?

Well, actually...

Oh, Jean Pierre, I do believe you're blushing again.

Ruff! Ruff!

[Kathryn chuckles]

Oh...

Au revoir.

Bon voyage.

[♪♪]

[knocking]

Annie?

[knocking]

[knocking]

Annie!

[knocks]

Annie?

[♪♪]

[♪♪]

Ah.

[inhales deeply, sighs]

Aw, Matthew.

[♪♪]

More bread?

No, thank you.

Really?

You sure?

Positive.

[crunch]

[♪♪]

Hello?

Walt... we got a problem.

Annie, have you tasted the bread today?

No. Why?

Gah.

Oh, boy.

"Oh, boy" what?

Voilà.

Uh, Jean Pierre, we have a problem.

I'll be right back.

[hushed] I know! I tasted it.

What happened?

She-- She left.

Who?

The dancer!

I don't understand.

Have you never seen a French film?

Uh--

She's gone.

He lost his inspiration,

and the bread doesn't taste the same without it.

You have to do something.

There's nothing I can do!

[♪♪]

Hey, Matt.

Walter.

Just thought I'd drop by and say "hey."

How did you get in?

The key under the mat.

Not the safest place, by the way.

I was sleeping.

Sleep is good.

[chuckles briefly]

You know, talking is good, too.

Anything you wanna talk about?

No.

I want to sleep.

Okay.

But if you do want to talk, I'll be right here.

Here?

As in... "here" here?

No, no. I mean in town.

Unless you want me to stay, because I--

Goodbye, Walter.

[♪♪]

Just signed the papers.

All I need is a couple of weeks to tie up loose ends

and the restaurant's yours.

Thanks, Mr. Thompson.

Well, I hope that you and your family

will be as happy here as mine was.

Bye.

[♪♪]

[sighs]

[Mary] Annie!

It's time for the town meeting.

[Annie] I'll be right out.

[mutters] Hmm.

What's this?

"Deed of Sale"?

Annie...

you've sold the restaurant?

I was gonna tell you.

When?

Well, I knew you'd try to talk me out of it,

and I couldn't take the chance that you might.

You can't do this. This is... This is crazy.

It's done.

But Annie--

Mary...

you have Tim.

And you're gonna have a family.

And what do I have?

Years of refusing to admit to myself

that I'm in love with Matt,

and now that I finally have, it's too late.

You don't know that.

Okay? That girl's gone.

Talk to him! Tell him how you feel.

What's the point?

He's miserable over her

and I refuse to spend any more time

being miserable over him.

I have to move on with my life and I cannot do that here.

-[exhales sadly] -Hey.

You're my best friend

and I need you to understand that.

I do.

I don't want to, but...

I do.

[♪♪]

[sighs shakily]

[bustling chatter]

Okay! People, let's settle down.

We're here because we have a crisis on our hands.

We know, Walter.

What the heck happened to the bread?

[woman] Yeah!

Matt got his heart broken by that dancer

and now he can't bake.

Wait a minute!

Are you saying that, just because he got dumped,

he can't bake good bread anymore?

That's the craziest thing I ever heard.

It's not crazy. It's a French thing.

See a foreign film once in a while.

The point is--

Get Up & Go, America! is coming in two weeks

to do a segment on the "magic bread"

that brought an island back to life.

Once they taste this...

[thump-thump-thump]

They'll be out of here

before we can say, "Happy Pioneer Days!"

And if word gets out

that our bakery is nothin' special,

we're back to being just another island

fighting for tourists.

So what do we do?

The bread was good when he was in love.

We got to get him to fall in love again.

[murmurs of assent]

With who?

We're a small island.

It's not like there's a lot of possibilities.

Well... what about Annie?

Oh. Tim, not now.

Why not?

That's a great idea. You're always together anyway.

[chuckles] I'm sorry.

It's just-- it's not going to happen.

Why not?

I mean, I always thought you two would make an adorable couple.

Yeah.

Come on, Annie. Be a team player.

The town needs ya!

[stammers awkwardly]

You don't understand.

I'm-I'm leaving. I've sold the restaurant.

[scoffs] You're leaving?

Did you know about this?

I just found out.

Windward won't be the same without you.

I'm sorry.

You all know how much I love all of you

and Windward.

I really wish I could help,

but I just...

I...

[chokes up] I can't.

Annie.

I'll explain later.

All right, everybody,

I know this is a shock, but, um...

well, we still have a situation on our hands.

Where can we find someone for Matt to fall in love with?

[all murmuring]

Well, there's the Internet.

Great idea!

I say we flood the market.

Every dating site we can think of.

[♪♪]

Hey, Walt...

the crow is in the nest.

Repeat...

the crow is in the nest.

Copy that.

[sets mug down]

Hey.

I stopped by your house.

I've left you half a dozen messages.

It's all over town that you sold the diner...

you haven't said a word to me.

Annie?

What's going on?

It's complicated.

It all happened really fast.

-I was gonna tell you-- -And when was that gonna be?

In a note, slid under my door?

Look, you were dealing with your own stuff--

I know, but I just think--

We'll talk more, I promise, but I have to answer this

right now, I'm sorry.

Hi, Mr. Thompson.

[♪♪]

[Walt] Um, one minor thing--

Yeah?

Heather, uh, Matt doesn't know about the post that you saw.

Matt!

What a surprise. I'd like you to meet...

my... cousin, Heather.

Hi!

Hello.

Um...

Heather is visiting for the day.

Although I could stay longer.

That's nice.

You know,

Heather would love a tour of the island

with someone who knows it intimately.

-Yeah. -Well, Heather...

you can't do better than Walt here.

I'm sorry, what?

Enjoy your stay.

[engine starts]

[Heather scoffs]

Okay.

Somebody owes me $20 for a wasted ferry ride...

"cousin."

[pub bustles with chatter]

Hey, Matt, uh...

this is my cousin, Lisa.

Ernie tells me you bake bread.

Now, I have an allergy to white flour,

but if you make a nice pumpernickel,

I would really love to try it.

Sorry. Pumpernickel was never a big seller around here.

You'll have better luck in Seattle.

Night, Ernie.

Nice to meet you.

Hold on!

Would you be okay with rye?

Not really.

Hey, Matt. This is my cousin, Hailey.

It's "Kayleigh."

Right! She has a twin.

Can never tell them apart.

Amazing!

You know, you are

the eighth cousin I met this week.

-Oh! -What are the odds?

Oh, astronomical.

Bye, Kayleigh.

Are you single?

Uh... yeah.

Good.

You're taking me to lunch.

Are you gonna be okay?

If I say no, will you stay?

It's not like I won't be back.

I'm an unofficial aunt, remember?

Yeah.

Here.

I'm gonna go out with you.

I want to take one last walk around town.

Want me to go with you?

It's okay, you go home and get some sleep.

I'll see you in the morning, okay?

Okay.

[♪♪]

You know, I'm still waiting on that talk

you promised we'd have.

I kept meaning to come see you, but...

guess I knew how hard it was gonna be to say goodbye

and I was avoiding it.

That's okay.

I could've pushed it.

I think I was afraid of the same thing.

I don't even know why you decided to leave.

I just feel like I've gotten stuck in my life

and I need to do something to change that.

And you can't change that here?

I don't think so.

Why not?

Because I...

Shouldn't you be at the bakery?

Doesn't matter.

Nobody's buying much bread right now, anyway.

I seem to have lost my touch.

So you're going back to Paris, then?

Yeah.

[laughs]

Finally decided to take your advice.

My advice?

You've always told me

to believe in my ability to paint.

I left before I ever found out how good I could be.

I got the offer to sell the restaurant

and I just thought, "If I don't take the chance now,

I never will."

When I said those things,

I didn't think it'd mean you'd leave here.

Oh, you won't even notice I'm gone.

Oh, that's not true.

The year you were away was really hard on me.

I missed our talks,

our movie nights, just hanging out with you.

Letters and funny postcards weren't enough.

Well, now we have FaceTime.

I can show you Paris out my window.

You'll get busy with your art and your new friends.

Before you know it,

you won't even think of me anymore.

Everybody I care about leaves.

What was that?

Everything isn't about you!

This is about me-- and what I need.

You found your passion.

I need the chance to get back to mine.

Your bread's amazing.

Helped the whole town.

But just because you got hurt, you stopped.

Well, that's life, Matt!

At some point, we all get hurt,

and all you can do

is pick yourself up and move on.

Windward's in trouble!

You could do something about it.

It's not that simple!

It doesn't work without Nicole.

It's not Nicole! It's you!

You did it before.

You could do it again.

[voice cracks] No, I can't.

[scoffs]

Well, if that's what you really believe,

then there's nothing else to say.

After everything we've been through,

you're just gonna walk away?

You are the most infuriating person I have ever met!

I saved you once, Matt!

It's about time you learned to sink or swim on your own.

I never asked you to save me!

You would've drowned without me!

-You don't know that! -[Annie scoffs]

I was doing fine without you! Just like I'll do now!

[fumes]

[grumbles]

[slam]

I'm the most infuriating person?

[grunts] What about you?

I'm not the one leaving.

-[thud] -You are.

[grunts]

Well... good luck.

-[thump] -Go back to Paris.

See if I care.

[thud]

[♪♪]

Didn't ask me to save him?

Was doing fine without me?

Yeah! Sure!

[sighs]

[♪♪]

All right, guys. Nice and easy.

Perfect!

That looks great, guys. Thank you. Yeah! Yeah.

Whoo!

[exhales]

Gentlemen! Can you put that, uh, blacksmith

in front of McBride's?

-[man] You got it! -Thank you.

[♪♪]

Hi.

Mm. This bread is really something.

I know, it's not that...

Wait. Are-- Are you saying it's good?

It's fantastic.

It is?

It is.

[starts giggling]

It is!

[giggles giddily]

It is! Oh!

It is!

I'm paying for his breakfast!

Oh! It is! It is!

♪ It is, it is, it is ♪

[cries out] Taste the bread!

Taste the bre-e-e-ead!

Taste the bread! Ha!

The bread is good again.

What's going on?

Follow me to the boulangerie.

[♪♪]

Jean Pierre, the bread--

I know!

And he made pastries.

[townsfolk cheering]

Is the dancer back?

I don't think so.

Oh!

Then what happened?

I don't know.

Maybe you should ask Matthew.

[♪♪]

Oh...

What's everybody--

How did you all get in here?

Key under a flower pot? Second most common place.

Why are you all here?

To find out what happened.

What do you mean?

The bread-- it's incredible.

And pastries?

You never made pastries before!

It's Nicole, isn't it?

What are you talking about? She's gone.

Well, something must've happened between yesterday and today.

What was it?

I don't know.

Nothing.

There had to be something different. Think!

I'm telling you, it was nothing.

I went to bed, I woke up,

I went for a walk,

I had a big fight with Annie, I baked the bread,

I made my deliveries, and I came home.

This doesn't make any sense.

Walter, y-you said the bread's only good when he's in love.

What?

That's what your father told me.

[♪♪]

Oh, wow.

It's Annie.

...And you come visit me.

Oh!

[♪♪]

[♪♪]

Hey, Mr. Duval!

I've got the guys

from Get Up & Go, America! here.

Where are you going?

To show you the secret ingredient

in my son's bread.

Allons-y!

[♪♪]

[♪♪]

[♪♪]

Annie! You can't leave!

Annie!

Annie! I love you!

A little help, please?

[townsfolk] Annie! He loves you!

[♪♪]

[sighs]

[Annie] What the heck are you doing?

Well, what the heck are you doing?

I thought that you were on the boat!

Well, I forgot my passport.

Did you forget you don't know how to swim?

It didn't matter.

I had to get to you.

Why?

Because I love you.

Finally! [laughs]

But I thought--

I know.

So did I, but I was wrong.

It's you, Annie.

It's always been you.

I was just too much of a fool to know it.

[laughs]

Are you sure?

Who's got bread?

Who's got bread? We need some bread.

[♪♪]

Oh, wow.

[♪♪]

[Windwardians cheering]

[applauding]

[cheering]

[♪♪]

[Jean Pierre] Ah, love...

This is exactly how a French film would end.

La fin.

[romantic theme swells]

[♪♪]

[♪♪]