Emily in Paris (2020) s04e10 Episode Script

1
["Mambo Italiano"
by Rosemary Clooney playing]
Hey, mambo! Mambo Italiano! ♪
Hey, mambo! Mambo Italiano! ♪
Go, go, go
You mixed up Siciliano ♪
How can you even
have an appetite after what you did?
[soft music playing on speakers]
Marcello won't return my texts
and he's sending my calls to voicemail.
He doesn't want anything
to do with me anymore.
[Sylvie] Oh, please.
They don't need to sell out to JVMA.
You have a vendetta
against that company, not me.
I care about Marcello as a person,
not as a brand that needs saving.
Well, maybe you can do both.
It's not the first time
you mix business with pleasure,
and you're actually quite good at it.
And now I plan to keep them both separate,
like you've always advised me to.
Or maybe you've changed.
[sighs] He was planning
to take me to Solitano,
so I'm gonna go and try to find him there.
Only to convince him
that you coming to Rome
had absolutely nothing to do with me.
Well, buona giornata, then.
Arrivederci.
["Baba Cool (Rosé Version)"
[by Loui Sixteen and Casey Mattson playing]
[song continues]
- [cell phone vibrating]
- Ah.
Buongiorno, bella.
I'm sorry I can't be cute
right now. [sighs]
Nico and I broke up.
What? What happened?
All he cares about is being CEO,
and and he was
trying to control me, and I
[sighs] It's just like my dad
all over again.
Oh, I'm so sorry, Min.
[sighs] That's not the worst part.
Thanks to Nico,
we just got disqualified from Eurovision.
What? How?
He made "Mon Soleil"
the song for his sunscreen,
and he posted it online,
and Eurovision
strictly prohibits any commercial use.
You can sue.
Yeah, try telling that to the Eurovision
judges. We're out of the competition.
Well, if Nico would do that to you,
then Marcello can't trust him either.
Are you kidding? No one can. [inhales]
I can't talk about this anymore.
How is your romantic weekend going?
Uh, well, it's a long story,
but Sylvie crashed the party
and it got a whole lot less romantic.
Wait, if Sylvie crashed,
could I crash too?
- I really need to get out of Paris.
- Oh, I don't think that's a
I'll book the afternoon flight.
Just send me the hotel deets. Love you!
Ooh [sighs]
[pleasant Italian music playing]
[Emily] Buongiorno.
Where can I find
the Muratori headquarters?
[in Italian] Muratori what?
[in English] Uh, the offices. The factory.
- [man] Hmm
- Um, Marcello Muratori.
- Ah, Marcello Muratori.
- Yeah, sì, Marcello Muratori.
Prego, si accomodi.
Un caffè, un cornetto, un cappuccino?
Uh, no, grazie.
Prego, si accomodi.
[whimsical Italian music playing]
Um, Emily?
- Oui. Uh, I I mean, sì.
- [both chuckle]
Marcello isn't back from Rome yet,
and I thought you were coming with him.
Yes, I was going to,
but then there was a change of plans.
Sorry, and you are?
Oh! I'm his mother, Antonia Muratori.
- Oh!
- Welcome.
- [laughs]
- It's so lovely to meet you.
And I was looking forward
to meeting this Emily
who Marcello will not stop talking about.
- Really? He talks about me?
- Ever since he met you.
But, uh, why are you here alone?
Oh. Uh I decided to, uh, surprise him.
You can surprise Marcello at lunch.
It's Maria's birthday.
[gasps] Oh, wonderful. Um, who's Maria?
She's one of our fabric cutters.
She's been with the company for years.
Oh, that's so nice.
Is it a special birthday?
No, but she's special.
- Like everyone who works at our company.
- [both chuckle]
They're family to us.
[Marcello] Emily?
What are you doing here?
Surprise. [chuckles]
I was about to show Emily the town.
[Marcello hesitantly] Okay.
[in Italian] Mmm. Thanks, Mom.
I'll take her from here.
[inhales]
[in English] So
you are stalking me now? Hmm?
- No.
- Hmm?
No. No. I I came here
because I had absolutely no idea
that my boss
was gonna ambush me like that.
I only came to Rome
for one reason. To see you.
So, if you still want to, I would love
to see your town, as we planned.
Va bene. [laughs]
Then let's go. Hmm?
[gentle music playing]
[Emily] So, you told your mother about me?
[Marcello chuckles]
Okay. I have a confession.
That day in Megève, I cursed myself
for not asking for your number.
- [Emily giggles]
- And I told my mother
I met someone special,
- and I let her get away.
- Mmm.
So, she said, if it was meant to be,
we would find our way back to each other.
And we did.
Oh, my God. Is that really true?
My mother is a little magical.
- She knows things. [laughs]
- Oh. [laughs]
And your father?
My father passed away when I was ten.
- Oh.
- He was an amazing man.
I'm sorry.
No, it's all right. It's all right.
He accomplished so much.
He grew up here and started a business.
- Very small at first.
- Mmm.
And this town was always known
for the special goats
that produce our cashmere.
Ah, so you really are a goatherd.
- Yes, in a way.
- [both laugh]
And my father had a philosophy
that whatever success he made,
he would share with the entire village.
That is why practically everyone here
works for Muratori.
- [Emily] Mmm.
- And we feel responsible for that.
Over the years,
we built a wonderful school,
library, even a theater.
We want everyone
who works here to be happy.
Because if you're not happy at work,
you cannot be happy in life.
Oh, I totally agree.
I've just never heard anyone
say it like that before.
And one of the most important ways
to happiness is through the stomach.
- [Emily chuckles]
- And that is why at exactly one o'clock,
everyone sits down like a family
to eat the most delicious lunch.
Oh, my God.
[upbeat Italian music playing]
[indistinct chatter]
[man] Salute, Maria!
- [Emily] Ah!
- Salute, Maria!
- [lively chatter]
- [glasses clinking]
[imperceptible]
Cin cin.
Oh, how do you say
happy birthday in Italian?
Buon compleanno.
Buon compleanno, Maria!
- Grazie mille!
- [Emily laughs]
[upbeat music continues]
Um, Emily, it's okay to take
a picture, but please don't post.
Especially the clothes.
It's the number one rule of our company.
Oh, but it's so special. Why not share it?
Because we keep things
private intentionally.
No advertising, no social media.
Our customers find their way to us.
Please forgive my mother.
She can be a little paranoid sometimes.
- [Emily chuckles]
- Not paranoid. Protective.
Or overprotective, some might say.
Oh, very good, Mamma.
[Marcello chuckles]
[Marcello sighs]
Thank you for showing me your home.
Oh, this isn't my home.
That's the next stop.
- Oh, so the tour continues.
- Mm-hmm.
After lunch.
[gentle music playing]
[speaking indistinctly in Italian]
[Emily gasps] Ah!
[in English] I can't believe
this is where you grew up.
- Mm-hmm.
- How can you ever leave?
- Yeah, that's the problem. Nobody does.
- [chuckles]
[Marcello chuckles]
- [Marcello sighs]
- Aw.
Here is my father. [kisses]
And my grandfather.
- His father. My sisters.
- [Emily] Mm-hmm.
A lot of cousins.
I don't even know all of their names.
- [both laugh]
- Oh, there's so much history here.
Sì. [exhales]
What are you thinking?
Oh, I'm I'm not sure
you're gonna want to hear it.
Anything you are thinking, I want to hear.
[Emily chuckles softly]
[sighs] Now that I've seen Solitano,
or felt it
[sighs]maybe Sylvie was right.
I know you're planning
on selling your company to JVMA,
and I think it's a big mistake.
Okay. And [inhales]
How do you know about this?
- It's out there.
- Hmm.
Really, I didn't think it was any of my
business until I came here, but [sighs]
this place and what your family
has created is so special.
Special and stuck in time.
[mellow music playing]
My mother doesn't like change.
But I don't want us to be invisible.
We need to grow
and be a bigger part of the world.
So, yes, we have an offer
from JVMA we are considering.
They need an answer
by the end of the week.
And I know what I want it to be.
So little is left in the world
like this. [chuckles]
Your company has a soul,
I felt it at the table.
And And in the quality
of what you produce.
And I would hate to see you lose it.
I I don't plan to lose it.
I want to see us
become a real brand like Prada or Gucci.
And for that, we need money.
But I know these people, Marcello,
and they are not to be trusted.
[sighs] I can't believe
I'm saying this, but
Would you consider meeting with us?
Oh.
There we go again.
Back to business.
I'm only saying it because I care
about you, and I think we could help.
At least just hear us out.
[inhales] We have turned down
every Italian firm.
Why would we even consider a French one?
Because [sighs]
like you, we are special.
[Marcello inhales] Emily
I I think you made a mistake coming here.
I'm sorry.
[music fades]
No, I'm sorry. I
I shouldn't have. I said too much.
Sometimes I can't help myself. [chuckles]
Let me get someone to help you
find your way back to Rome. Hmm?
[inhales]
["Lacrima E Mare (feat. La Metralli)"
[by Cyril Giroux playing]
[man in Italian]
Renault Cinq Commercial Take 3.
[reporters clamoring]
[song continues]
- [tires screech]
- [engines revving]
- [song ends]
- [in English] And cut!
Bene. Ne facciamo un'altra.
[indistinct chatter]
Hey, Sylvie, what a nice surprise.
What brings you to Roma?
Oh, I'm not sure anymore.
I'm so happy to see you,
whatever the reason.
I have a couple of more hours here.
You can come back or
No, I'll wait.
It's nice to see
someone else work for a change.
I'll get you a chair.
[in Italian] Okay,
let's get a chair for the lady.
The Vespas were late.
Let's go again!
[gentle music playing]
[in English] Something keeps
throwing you back to Rome, Sylvie.
Isn't it obvious?
I'd like to think it's me. But, no.
This city has a hold on you.
Or maybe it represents
who you really want to be.
What is that?
An artist.
No. [chuckles]
A filmmaker?
I took your classes because I admired you
and the films you made.
Of course I wanted to learn, but
[scoffs] it was a middle-aged fantasy.
[laughs] I see.
Some women get botox
- and other women study cinema in Rome.
- [laughs]
- Hmm?
- Listen, I know what I'm good at.
And I have an office to run now.
There are a lot of things
more important than work.
[sighs] I know.
Somehow, coming here reminds me of that.
Today, I I told an American girl
that works for me
to sacrifice romance for my ambition,
which was so wrong.
- And what did she do?
- Oh. [scoffs]
She refused, as she should have.
But ever since I opened my own agency,
my life has become my work.
I'm even in business with my husband now
who's opened a club in Paris.
- Still with your husband?
- Oui.
[smacks lips]
I think you're the only man
he's ever been jealous of.
[chuckles softly, inhales]
And where does that leave us?
- When in Rome
- Mm.
["Back to Heaven" by Later. playing]
Don't, sent from above ♪
You can't deal with her
She's a devil undercover ♪
Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't ♪
Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't ♪
- [song fades]
- Okay. Italian room service is the best.
- Oh! I'm so glad you're here.
- Mmm!
[inhales] So? What happened
with the Italian Stallion?
Oh. Uh
[gasps] You put him
out to pasture already?
- More like the other way around.
- Oh.
[clicks tongue]
Come on. Let's get out of here.
[pleasant Italian music playing]
[indistinct chatter]
I can't help thinking that this
whole Eurovision mess is my fault.
How can you say that
after Nico sabotaged it for you?
Yeah, well, every time I asked him
to choose me, he did.
I [sighs] I should have realized
how much his image meant to him.
You shouldn't have
to tailor your life or your career
to make another person happy.
- I know, and I hate what he did.
- [exhales]
But [sighs]
Do you know what hurts the most?
What?
[voice breaks] I still love him. [sighs]
- Oh, I know it doesn't make any sense.
- No, it doesn't have to.
But look around us.
Isn't this amazing? [chuckles]
It really is. [chuckles]
You think about
all these buildings and ruins
that are still standing
after thousands of years, and I
I try to imagine people's lives back then.
[both] Hmm.
It really puts your problems
into perspective.
Beautiful ruins.
Exactly.
And this city is more beautiful and alive
because of all it's been through.
I think that's part of its spell.
Em,
I've been working on a song,
just to try to make sense
of everything I've been feeling.
You wrote a song?
Almost, but I've been missing the hook
and what you said just gave me an idea.
[lively piano music playing]
[Mindy] Quick. Quick. Come here.
Record this on your phone
so that I don't forget the lyrics?
- What are you doing?
- Uh
- Buona sera. Buona sera.
- [man] Buona sera.
Would you mind
if I took over for just a minute,
and you can keep all of my tips?
Okay. [chuckles]
- Okay.
- [exhales]
[playing mellow tune]
We built this city brick by brick ♪
It's kind of funny, isn't it? ♪
How we almost had it all ♪
We worked our fingers to the bone ♪
We made a castle of our own ♪
But then we watched this kingdom fall ♪
It's the crying that reminds us ♪
We're alive ♪
It's the cracks that let the light in ♪
Sometimes I can see ♪
The diamonds in the dust ♪
There's beauty in the ruins of us ♪
Darling, that's just how it goes ♪
It's one door opened, one door closed ♪
It's nothing tragic in the end ♪
So go ahead and say goodbye ♪
'Cause there's an empire in my mind ♪
And I can build it all again ♪
[breathes deeply]
It's the crying that reminds us ♪
We're alive ♪
It's the cracks that let the light in ♪
Sometimes ♪
I can see the diamonds in the dust ♪
There's beauty in the ruins of us ♪
[stops playing]
[people cheering and applauding]
[whoops loudly]
["Pra Ver Você Sambar (VHOOR Remix)"
[by Alligatorz playing]
- [cell phone vibrating]
- [Emily groans softly]
[song fades]
Buongiorno.
Buongiorno, Emily.
You're getting your wish.
We'll meet with you tomorrow.
Oh, my God. Amazing.
What What changed your mind?
My mother overheard what you were saying
and she's curious to hear more.
But I don't see
the point of meeting with a company
that doesn't even have an office in Rome.
Oh. But we do.
We do. We do have an office in Rome.
Bavazza's one of our clients, remember?
Ah. Another thing
you neglected to mention.
So, send me the address
and we'll see you tomorrow. At 1:00.
Amazing. Yes, I will.
I will send you that address
just very shortly. [inhales] Grazie mille.
[serene music playing]
[man breathes deeply]
Tell me you don't have to work today.
Whatever I had to do, I already cancelled.
Oh! Good.
Oh, I would love nothing more
than to wander the city,
eat pasta and make love.
- [man] Mmm! I like
- [both chuckle]
- [cell phone vibrating]
- [Sylvie groans]
[sighs]
Oh, let me make this nuisance go away.
- [sighs]
- Pronto, Emily.
I got us a meeting.
I don't know how I did it, but I did.
[gasps] What? Fantastic!
When and where?
Um [chuckles]
1:00 p.m. tomorrow at our office in Rome.
Excuse me?
I know, but why would they hire us
if we didn't have one?
Then we will.
[grunts] Sorry, darling,
I've got 24 hours
to put together a presentation
and find us an office in Rome.
- [Mindy gasps] Oh!
- [Emily sighs]
Oh, what's going on?
[sighs] I may have lost the guy,
but I got the meeting.
Oh, wow, Em, that's great.
Yeah, story of my life. [sighs]
Oh, my God.
- Oh, my God, holy shit.
- What is it?
That video of me singing
in the piazza went nuts.
From my account?
No, some tourist
posted it on TikTok. [gasps]
- You're not gonna believe this.
- What?
They DM-ed me from Chinese Popstar.
They want me back as a judge,
and they want me to perform this song.
It doesn't even have a name yet.
Uh Oh, what about "Beautiful Ruins?"
"Beautiful Ruins."
It's perfect. My God,
this is even better than Eurovision.
[gasps] I need to catch
the next flight to Paris.
Emily, I've been redeemed.
- [laughs]
- [Emily squeals]
[pleasant music playing]
We are designing the new Bulgari Hotel,
not the men's locker room
at Yankee Stadium.
Dai, ragazzi! Ma dovete pensare.
When a guest walks into the lobby,
I want him to gasp!
[chuckles]
Gasp at the beauty of everything.
I don't see any of that here!
Well, excuse me.
I knew him
when he shopped at thrift stores.
Sylvie Grateau. [laughs]
Non ci credo, ma sei bellissima.
You're looking wonderful, darling.
Oh, you too.
Oh. Uh, say hello to my brilliant team.
La squadra dei sogni. [chuckles]
This is the last woman
I slept with. [kisses]
[inhales] Before I started
sleeping with men.
Oh. From before. I never know whether
to take that as a compliment or an insult.
[laughs]
- Oh, I'm so happy to see you.
- Oh, me too.
What brings you to Rome?
I'm here on some business
and I need a little favor.
Oh, certo. Anything.
I'm looking for a beautiful office
for tomorrow for an important meeting.
It would be my pleasure.
Ci sono tanti uffici in questo palazzo.
Actually, this would be perfect.
- My office?
- [Sylvie] Mm-hmm.
Just for the afternoon.
- Hmm.
- And one more thing,
do you mind taking the name
Giorgio Barbieri Design off the door?
This is meant to be
the Rome headquarters of Agence Grateau.
Hmm, well, you really
haven't changed, have you?
No. Not since I changed you.
- [chuckles]
- Mwah!
[upbeat quirky music playing]
I'm going to lunch
and it might be a while,
- so, would you hold my calls?
- [Genevieve] Of course.
When the cat's away, the mice will play.
Excuse me?
It's just an expression.
Book two tickets
on the next flight to Rome.
- Oh.
- Immediately.
What's going on?
I just spoke to Sylvie. Pack your bags.
She wants us in Rome for a meeting.
- Rome? Amazing!
- Yeah.
Consider me packed,
I'll shop when we get there.
A small catch, we have to share a room.
- No.
- Yes.
Two beds. But don't even think
of bringing strange men home.
Who do you think I am?
I know who you are.
[upbeat instrumental music playing]
[sighs] I'm still not on board
with the tag line for this campaign.
"Italians do it better."
I think it's marvelous.
And it's better than nothing,
which is exactly
what we had when we arrived.
Let's leave it out for now.
We're selling ourselves in there today.
Ah, my dream.
We finally have an office in Rome.
Just for the afternoon.
Don't get used to it.
[upbeat music continues]
[music ends]
[inhales] Well, thank you
so much for coming.
It's really an honor to meet you,
Signora Muratori.
A great, great honor.
You're too kind.
But please don't thank us yet.
As I told Emily,
we've never marketed our company before
and I'm not sure
we are ready to do so now.
Well, I believe you can have it all.
You can keep
your company small and independent,
but let the world know you're here.
Even if we were to hire a marketing firm,
why a French one?
- [inhales]
- We We come in with fresh eyes.
We know Italians do it better.
[quirky music playing]
Uh-huh.
- Of course we do. [chuckles]
- [Sylvie] Yeah.
Isn't that stating the obvious?
[Emily and Luc chuckling awkwardly]
[hesitates]
"Italians do it better,"
isn't our tag line.
- [Sylvie] No. No, no.
- [Luc] No.
Yeah. In the past,
I know that Muratori has not advertised,
but I I have an idea
for a stealth marketing campaign.
Nothing about the brand.
Don't promote your clothes,
promote your way of life.
Family, joy, community.
And in the bottom right-hand corner,
will be Umberto Muratori.
In print so small
you'd have to lean in to see it.
[Luc chuckles]
Well [sighs]
This is all very interesting, but
you can't come from Paris
and try and pull the wool
over the eyes of an Italian woman.
I'm not sure I understand what you mean.
Agence Grateau
does not have an office in Rome.
This is the office of Giorgio Barbieri.
[Luc] What? Excuse me?
[quirky music playing]
[sputters] Giorgio Excuse me,
Giorgio who? Never heard of him.
[sighs]
Uh, I think he moved
to a bigger space. Yes. That was
Per favore, basta.
In Rome, we all know each other.
[music fades]
As a matter of fact,
I was the last woman he slept with
before he began sleeping with men.
- Excuse me?
- Mmm.
Ah, well, my memory is
a little hazy on that one. [chuckles]
You didn't tell me your meeting
was with Antonia Muratori.
[quirky music playing]
I could have told you,
you're wasting your time.
- [Sylvie hesitates]
- [Antonia sighs]
[Sylvie] Wait, Antonia.
I'm sorry, Signora Muratori,
like you, I would do anything
to work for people I care about.
Because when you care,
it's love, it's not work.
[solemn music playing]
Then you understand me.
You understand us.
[sighs] And I do understand Marcello.
He wants to take over the world.
It's not my ambition,
but we do need the money.
And I don't think I have the luxury
[sighs] to be precious anymore.
Give us six months.
- [intriguing music playing]
- [sighs]
[music intensifies, fades]
I haven't paid taxes in six years,
so, really, what is six months?
Mamma, in six months we may
not have an offer from JVMA anymore.
If they really want us,
they will wait for us.
You have your six months.
Oh! Antonia.
I couldn't be more excited
to be working together. [chuckles]
[Giorgio claps, laughs]
I am throwing a party tonight to celebrate
my two favorite women together in Rome!
- [wistful music playing]
- [Giorgio chuckles]
So, in the end,
you really were here
for the business, not me.
I told you that's not true.
Congratulations. You got what you wanted.
Uh [sighs] Marcello.
[music fades]
[whispers] I'm sorry.
[upbeat music playing]
[music fades]
[telephone rings]
[clicks tongue] Agence Grateau.
["Mon Cheri (LP Giobbi Remix)" by
SOFI TUKKER and Amadou & Mariam playing]
Uh Oh Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Uh
[in French] That's so exciting! Uh
No, no, I'll tell him!
Thank you, thank you so
Thank you so much.
Thank you. Goodbye! [gasps]
[song continues]
Gabriel!
[laughs]
[in English] Gabriel,
I have some big news.
[panting] Michelin called and they're
announcing their stars tonight.
And you're getting one.
Uh [sighs]
[chuckles] No, it's not true.
Marianne was a fraud.
Someone's messing with you.
No, no, no. [laughs]
It's real, okay, I promise.
I spoke with
the man myself, Régis Lombard.
He works for Michelin, it's real.
Where's Emily?
She should be the one telling me this.
She went to Rome
to visit that guy she's seeing.
[melancholic music playing]
[Gabriel sighs]
But I know how long
you've been waiting for this.
And it's so well deserved.
We need to celebrate here. Tonight.
- You know what, yes.
- [laughs]
Yes, we will. We definitely will.
[inhales] I'm I'm so proud of you.
Okay. I will see you tonight.
My phone is already blowing up.
See you tonight.
- Okay, à tout à l'heure.
- [footsteps receding]
- [melancholic music continues]
- [seagulls squawking]
- [indistinct chatter]
- [Giorgio clears throat]
Uh, Scusi. Scusi, ragazzi! [chuckles]
A moment, please.
I would like to make a toast
to two powerhouse women. [chuckles]
- Let's make that three powerhouse women.
- [Giorgio] Hmm.
We wouldn't be here without Emily.
Three powerhouse women!
[all cheering]
[upbeat electronic music playing]
- [Sylvie clicks tongue]
- [glass clinks]
[Sylvie sighs]
I know that face. What's going on?
Well, maybe you hadn't noticed,
but someone is missing here.
Marcello.
Ah. [inhales]
It's okay. Lucky in work,
unlucky in love, I guess.
Emily, I'm really sorry.
I didn't mean to
Yes, you did. And you didn't care.
But in the end, I made the decision.
I just I'm not sure
if I made the right one.
[chuckling] Or maybe you did.
["Nolovelikeyou" by WEDON
and KENDALL playing]
- You know there′s no one ♪
- No ♪
You know there's no love like you
You know there's no one ♪
- [cell phone chimes]
- [sighs]
No, there's no ♪
- One ♪
- Oh baby there's no love like ♪
My heart's about to stop, yeah ♪
I need a little shock, yeah ♪
My life′s a little rocky ♪
Come hold me down, hold me down
Hold me down ♪
- Ciao.
- Ciao.
[song fades]
[party music playing softly]
I was worried you weren't coming
because you were upset with me.
My mother told me that you asked
to have nothing to do with the account.
- [sighs]
- So I came to ask you why.
I don't wanna work with you,
Marcello. [sighs]
I wanna be with you. [inhales]
Tomorrow, I'm going back to Paris.
In that case, we'd better make
the most of our last night in Rome.
[romantic music playing]
[imperceptible]
[Emily chuckles]
[music fades]
[laughs] Pardon, excusez-moi.
Chef Gabriel,
I've been eating here three times now
and every experience
was better than the last.
I'm sorry. You are?
Just a man who appreciates a good meal,
and accepts no special treatment.
[upbeat music playing over speakers]
- Congratulations, mate.
- [Gabriel] Ah!
[Alfie] Ah!
Always knew you had something.
This nose knows talent.
- [Alfie chuckles]
- This belongs to you too. My partners.
I could not have done it
without your belief in me.
- Yeah, that, and, uh, Antoine's money.
- Yeah.
- [laughs]
- Even though we're in the red,
it's still the most fun investment
I've ever made. [chuckles]
Yeah, but after this,
it might take a turn.
- Ka-ching!
- [Gabriel sighs]
After all this time,
I can't believe the star is actually real.
Emily should be here.
It feels a little empty without her.
- Congratulations.
- Thank you.
I'm so, so happy for you.
I think you're brilliant.
- [laughs]
- [Gabriel chuckles] Uh, thanks.
- [chuckles] Thank you.
- [kisses]
- Seems to fill the void nicely.
- Yeah.
Can I Can I talk to you for a second?
[Genevieve] Yeah. Of course.
[sighs] Genevieve, listen, I don't
want you to get the wrong idea here.
Things got a little bit crazy
the other night,
but it was just a moment, that's it.
You're my neighbor and and my friend,
and now someone
I'm gonna be working with, so, uh
Let's just keep it to that, okay?
Sure. Of course.
Good. Uh I'm glad we're clear.
Excuse me.
[inhales, scoffs]
[mellow music playing]
[over voicemail]
Bonjour, it's Emily Cooper.
- You know what to do after the beep.
- [beeps]
Emily, it's me. [chuckles]
It finally happened.
[laughing] I got the star.
I'm so grateful to you.
For everything.
[line disconnects]
So, when am I going to see you again?
Oh, that depends.
When are you coming back to Paris?
- [sighs]
- [Emily chuckles]
Soon. But now you have a lot
of good excuses to come back to Rome.
Well, as long as we
just keep to you and me, and pasta.
Ah. A three-way.
- [laughs]
- I had no idea you were that kind of girl.
[Emily] Mm.
[gentle music playing]
- Ciao, bella.
- [chuckles]
Huh?
[Gabriel on voicemail]
Emily, it's me. [chuckles]
It finally happened. I got the star.
I'm so grateful to you. For everything.
Yes!
Oh. [exhales]
Sorry I'm late. But big news.
Gabriel got his Michelin star.
And, this time, it's for real.
Oh. And, naturally,
we're thrilled for him.
But let's deal with the business at hand.
Agence Grateau is officially opening
an office in Rome,
and we need someone to run it.
[Luc] I volunteer.
[soft music playing on speakers]
It It should definitely be me.
My Italian is perfect and I am
the most senior person at this table.
That's exactly why I need you in Paris.
Then it's me. Rome has been my dream
ever since I spent summer after college
interning for one of
Valentino's pugs, Margot.
Seriously?
Seriously. Three months
of glamor and a basement.
The fashion world in a nutshell.
Well, aren't you forgetting
about someone very important?
Me.
I also speak Italian
and I used to have quite a life here.
[inhales] But I need to do
what is best for the account.
And, for that reason, I would like
Emily to stay in Rome
and run the office here.
- [sputters] What?
- Wait. Me? Why?
Well, Antonia was impressed
by what you did in the meeting.
And she closed our deal on the condition
that you stay here and run the account.
She did? Or her son?
Emily doesn't even speak Italian.
[in Italian]
Mamma mia! This is so fucked up!
[in English] Emily doesn't speak
French either. And that did not stop her.
[sputters] So what does this mean?
It means you're staying in Rome.
We already
have an apartment for you to review.
You can send for your clothes.
No time to waste.
[sighs]
Congratulations, Emily.
You stole my dream.
And mine.
[upbeat music playing]
[sighs]
You're what?
[sighs] It's not gonna be forever.
They're finding me
a temporary apartment here.
[sighs] Wow.
Well, make some room, bitch,
because as soon as I'm back from Shanghai,
I'm joining you in Rome.
You'd better promise.
Oh, I do.
It's about time
that I got my passport stamped too.
[chuckles] Ciao.
[all laughing]
What are you all doing up so early?
Or, what are we all doing up so late?
[chuckling] We've been
celebrating all night.
Oh!
- Have you heard the news?
- Mm-mm.
Gab's only gone,
got himself a Michelin star.
- Congratulations.
- Thank you.
And we are already planning
on expanding. [inhales]
See, I'm thinking, Gigi 2, London.
New York.
How about Rome?
At least you'll be able to see Emily.
What are you talking about?
I just got off the phone with her.
She's moving to Rome.
[hesitates] For that Marcello guy?
[Mindy] I think it's more about work.
She's going to run
the Agence Grateau office there.
Yeah, Paris is not gonna be
the same without her. [inhales]
[clicks tongue] Au revoir.
You okay, mate?
Um [sighs]
Yeah, I'm just surprised. Um
[mellow music playing]
Do you want my two cents?
You're letting your pride
and misunderstanding
get in the way
of the greatest girl in the world.
[chuckles] I think we both did.
Maybe.
I just never thought
Stop thinking and start feeling.
You still have a chance to get her back.
[scoffs softly] How? She's with him now.
[chuckles] Only because
she's not with you.
[chuckles]
[exhales, sputters]
Will you excuse me for a second?
[cell phone chimes]
[Emily on voicemail in French]
Uh, excuse my poor French, Gabriel.
[chuckles] I just wanted to say congrats.
And that I'm proud of you.
You deserve all of this and more.
["Se dire au revoir"
by Coline Rio playing]
[in English] And, as you can see,
it's a really quiet area.
So after you.
[song fades]
- Please. Here we are.
- [gasps]
The apartment dates from the 1600s
and was part of a family palazzo.
Beautiful.
It is a little small
like many places in Rome, but the view.
[Emily gasps]
[gasps] Magnificent.
["Le Pigne In Testa"
by Gli Scooters playing]
Miss, I'll leave the key
and my card by the door.
Grazie.
[exhales]
[song continues]
[camera shutter clicks]
[knock at door]
- [song ends]
- [panting]
Where exactly in Rome is she?
Ready?
- One minute.
- [chuckles]
Wow.
I think you're going to be happy here.
I'm already happy.
Andiamo.
[both laugh]
["Close To You" by Gracie Abrams playing]
I wanna be close to you ♪
Break my heart and start a fire
You got me overnight ♪
Whoo!
Just let me be close to you ♪
Close to you, close to you ♪
Just let me be
Oh, close to you ♪
Close to you, close to you ♪
Just let me be
Oh, close to you ♪
Close to you, close to you ♪
Just let me be
Oh, close to you ♪
Close to you, close to you ♪
And now your mouth is moving
Cinematic timing ♪
You pull me in and touch my neck
And now I'm dying ♪
And I burn for you ♪
And you don't even know my name ♪
If you asked me to ♪
I'd give you everything ♪
To be close to you, close to you ♪
Close to you
Just let me be ♪
Oh, close to you
Close to you, close to you ♪
Close to you ♪