It's just love, actually

Everytime I start to feel a little bit jaded, I find myself going back to one of my favorite films of all time, Love, Actually, the many love stories of which I can relate to, depending on the stage I'm in.

This time, it's this exchange that I want to go back to:
Sam: There's this big concert at the end of term, and Joanna's in it. And I thought, maybe if I was in the band, and played absolutely superbly, there's a chance that she might actually fall in love with me. What do you think?
Daniel: I think it's brilliant! I think it's stellar! Uh, apart from the one, obvious, tiny, little baby little hiccup...
Sam: That I don't play a musical instrument.
Daniel: Yessir.
Sam: A tiny, insignificant detail.
Unfortunately, I can't find a clip of this scene.

But here's another one on the total agony of being in love. (Note: For those who haven't seen this film, Sam's mom has just died, and his stepdad Daniel is worried.)