French Kiss Page #2

Love, like in a sonnet

Or like a...

Like love.

I'm sorry, Kate.

I'm so sorry.

Charlie?

Welcome to Air Canada

nonstop service,

Toronto to Paris.

Our flying time today

is an estimated

Please make sure that

your seat belt is fastened

and your chair back

is in the upright position.

We'll be taking off shortly.

We hope you have

a pleasant flight.

I Hate Paris In the springtime

I Hate Paris In the fall

I Hate Paris

In The Summer When it sizzles

I Hate Paris

In The Winter When it drizzles

I Hate Paris

Oh, Why, Oh, Why

Do I hate Paris?

Because My Love Is there

With His Slut girlfriend

This is my first time flying.

I'm just kind of nervous.

First time.

Do you speak any English?

Didn't your mother

ever teach you about staring?

What do you think,

the plane will crash

and we are on the ground

in a thousand pieces dead?

I promise you, if it happens,

you won't feel a thing.

You're French, aren't you?

Luc Teyssier.

How have you got around

your whole life?

Or do you just stay

in your house

with the doors locked?

I get around

as nature intended,

What was that?

What did she say?

That sounded serious.

The pilot says there is

a crack in the engine,

but he take off anyway.

Ladies and gentlemen,

please remember that

the use of cellular phones

and other electronic devices

is forbidden during takeoff.

I don't know

what they taught you in France,

but rude and interesting

are not the same thing.

Oh! God!

We hope you enjoy the flight.

OK, OK, OK...

OK, OK...

Folks, we're third in line

for takeoff,

so just relax.

We should be in the air

in just a couple of minutes.

I've almost got the

stone cottage going.

Could you please

stop looking at me?

Is incredible.

What? What?

Your every muscle

in your body is tense,

even the lids of your eyes.

Your nostrils are...

Are closing up.

How do you do that?

Me, I love to fly,

especially this moment,

the plane getting ready

to charge the runway,

the engines screaming,

the pressure building,

the force of it slams you

back in the seat,

and then, whoosh,

you are in the air.

Everything else is behind you.

There's only one

other place in life

where I feel this kind

of exhilaration.

Oh, yeah? Where's that?

Oh, no, no, no. Don't tell me.

Just let me guess.

Flight attendants,

prepare for takeoff.

Oh, god.

I don't think I can do this.

Did you ever think

that maybe it is

not the airplane?

What's not the airplane?

That maybe it is something else

you are afraid of.

What?

Must I say it?

Can I stop you?

It is obvious to me.

I know your type.

What type is that?

You're afraid to really live.

Oh, god.

You are afraid of life.

You are afraid of love.

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