Paris - When It Sizzles

you might at least create
the illusion of a smile.

That being somewhat of a disaster,
he really has to turn on the charm.

Do you know the word serendipity,
he asks. She shakes her head.

- What does it mean?
- Why, Miss Simpson, I'm surprised.

It means opening your eyes
each morning

and looking at the bright new day
and going absolutely ape!

- Serendipity?
- Right.

- Are you making it up?
- No, serendipity's a real word.

Actually, it means the ability
to find pleasure, excitement

and happiness
in anything that occurs.

No matter how unexpected.
He explains the word, in a much more
fascinating way than I did,

and at the right moment proposes
a glorious lunch in the Bois.
She's tempted.

But don't you think...?
Miss Simpson, he's not asking her
for a weekend at a motel

in Asbury Park, New Jersey.
He's inviting her to lunch!

Now, don't you think if he were
terribly terribly charming, she'd go?

- Well...
- Serendipity.

Alright, maybe. If he promises it's
just lunch and that's absolutely all.

He promises. Unless she can think of
something she'd like to do after.

- Which she won't!
- Seren... Alright, then.

He hails a horse and carriage and
they go off to the Bois. Settled?

Settled. And now I suppose
we ought to write it.

Not at all.
The audience is ahead of us.

They've known she'll have lunch
with him for an hour.

But how do we get from the square
through the charm and serendipity
you do so brilliantly?

In motion pictures
we have a simple device

which takes care of
exactly this situation. The dissolve.

Over the years,
the audience has been conditioned

to understand
that when a scene fades away,

like an old soldier,
before their very eyes,

and another scene gradually appears
to take its place,

a certain amount of time has elapsed.
So, Miss Simpson,

we dissolve...
We dissolve slowly
and lingeringly...

:35:59 the Bois.