A Good Year

Uncle Henry Skinner: [bringing out two bottles of wine] I thought, as it's your last night here, it only appropriate that we open something extra special. Young Max: [pointing to one of the bottles] Bandol. Uncle Henry Skinner: Excellent choice. Tempier Bandol, 1969, the kind of wine that'll pickle even the toughest of men. I once saw a Castilian prizefighter collapse in a heap after drinking just a single glass. Perhaps my knee landing squarely in his testicles may have been partly to blame... What was I talking about before? Young Max: You said the importance of a good blue suit can never be overstated. Uncle Henry Skinner: Quite right. A blue suit is the most versatile of accoutrements. More important than the suit itself, is the man who fits it for you. Once you find a good tailor, you must never give his name away - not even under the threat of bodily harm.

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Uncle Henry Skinner: Max, have I told you why I enjoy making wine so much? Young Max: You don't make the wine, Uncle Henry - that guy Duflot does. Uncle Henry Skinner: [reproachfully] In France it's always the landowner who makes the wine, even though he does nothing more than supervise with binoculars from the comfort of his study. No, I enjoy making wine, because this sublime nectar is quite simply incapable of lying. Picked too early, picked too late, it matters not - the wine will always whisper into your mouth with complete, unabashed honesty every time you take a sip.

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Fanny Chenal: [Fanny approaches a customer who is behind a raised newspaper] Bonjour. Vous avez choisi? Max Skinner: [lowers newspaper] I think so. Fanny Chenal: [recognizing him] You sure you don't need more time? Max Skinner: No, I know what I want. Fanny Chenal: You're sure? Max Skinner: Absolutely. Fanny Chenal: So, what is it to be? Max Skinner: How's the soup? Fanny Chenal: The soup is finished. Max Skinner: Like my job... The fish? Fanny Chenal: We've run out. Max Skinner: That's like me with excuses. Fanny Chenal: Don't waste my time. Choose something we have. Max Skinner: I would like a lifetime spent with an irrational and suspicious goddess, some short-tempered jealousy on the side, and a bottle of wine that tastes like you, a glass that's never empty. [they kiss]

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Max Skinner: This place does not suit my life. Fanny Chenal: No Max, it's your life that does not suit this place.

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Gemma: Max Skinner's phone? Kimberly: Hi, it's Kimberly. Is Max there? Gemma: Just one moment. [to Max] It's Kimberly? Gemma: Sorry Kimberly, Max isn't here right now. Kimberly: Where is he? Gemma: Max and his fiancée are at their wedding rehearsal today. Kimberly: Their what? Gemma: Would you like to leave a message? Kimberly: No I wouldn't!

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