Goodbye First Love

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PARIS, FEBRUARY 1999

Did you find them?

- No.

I don't believe you.

Where are you going?

Look how beautiful you are.

Amazing.

Maybe I should cut my hair.

- I forbid you!

Short would be more convenient.

- If you do it I'll leave you.

No, if you'd leave me,

I'd kill you, and then myself.

Very convincing.

Do you love me?

I love you.

Is that all?

I adore you.

Come on...

When shall we meet again?

- Don't know. Soon.

Not tomorrow?

This weekend I can't.

Let's talk on the phone on Monday.

See you soon then.

Put this gun down right now.

- You think so?

Stop it. You'll wake up dad.

I must tell you something.

You won't like it.

What then?

I'll quit my studies.

No, don't do that.

My decision is made.

I haven't been at college for months.

You'll regret it the rest of your life.

- I'll go crazy if I continue.

I'm going on a trip

with Julien and Mathias.

To South America.

When your father will hear it...

you'll loose your apartment

and don't get money anymore.

I know, but I'll get by.

- Really?

Camille's coming along?

If I leave, she'll jump

into the Seine, she says.

Claude? Have you heard the name

Jacques-Emile Blanche?

Very nice.

Have it valued at Drouot's.

Why sell it?

I'd keep it if I were you.

A friend of mine

might be interested.

How did you get it?

- Inherited from my grandfather.

My parents will be pissed of.

But I have to sell it.

I still don't have enough

to go in september.

Especially if we decide to stay longer.

You put on some make up, didn't you?

You don't have to do this for me.

What have you done this week.

I thought we'd meet.

Did you go every night?

Oh, never mind.

I mostly met with Mathias and Julien

to talk about our trip

And last night I went

to a very stupid party.

Everybody was stoned

and f***ing around.

I didn't take anything and f***ed nobody.

- Glad to hear.

Because I love you too much.

If so, why do you go to such parties

rather than coming to see me?

I don't want to become dependent.

That would make it even harder.

Camille, do you know how difficult

it is to fall asleep without you...

and not to see your face

when I wake up?

I can't live without you.

- Just talk.

Why don't you believe me?

- Because your friends always come first.

It's all about your trip.

- Don't be jealous, that's ridiculous.

Easy for you to say.

You know I do nothing but wait for you.

I work hard

and always sleep at my parents.

Have some fun.

- I'm not in the mood.

That's your choice.

- Sure, because you don't care.

What a curse!

Why do you always want us to argue?

I was so happy to see you,

but you ruined everything.

Sorry, I'm off.

Sullivan?

Come help me.

Dad doesn't eat at home.

No idea who he meets.

Your brother's been home

for just two seconds.

Did anybody call me?

- No.

Oh yes, Delphine.

For you bring her back her history book.

Come on, don't be so sad.

It doesn't do you good.

- What?

A boyfriend.

- I'm happy.

I can still sometimes bales?

May I not be a little sad sometimes?

Since you're with Sullivan

you just cry.

Only of joy.

I'm just a little melancholic.

- Before, you were always cheerful.

It's been a year. Cut it.

He's my great love.

- You're 15, don't be silly.

Don't get fooled by someone

who doesn't care about you.

What do you know?

Go to the cinema or something.

Practise sports. You're too skinny.

Love is everything to me,

my only reason to exist.

Give me a break.

Here comes your father.

You're so cold.

- I guess so.

I'm just not as melancholic as you are.

- I won't tell you anymore about him.

Honey, would you get me

a cup of coffee, please?

It's always lukewarm.

You should buy a better coffee-maker.

- You could also drink coffee elsewhere.

I'll put it in the microwave.

- Go ahead.

Snotnose.

Thank you, darling.

So, what are your plans

for this weekend?

I see.

My Romeo...

Sweetheart, my love...

I thought it was over...

that I would never see you again.

Are you crazy?

You know I love you.

I love you so much.

Where were you?

Why didn't you call?

You are so cruel.

No argue now, please.

You're so beautiful.

I gonna eat you.

Wait.

You make me crazy.

Where are we going?

You don't want to make love now?

- I thought so.

You stay here.

No.

Why not?

- Because you don't deserve it.

That's true.

We need to talk.

- What's now again?

Everything has been said.

Come.

I'm not your pet.

- Yes you are.

Come, let's cuddle.

Why are you here otherwise?

I've brought some homework to do.

I have a maths test on Monday.

Do you really think

I'll leave you in peace?

I'm going to rape you.

- Mercy...

Naughty girl.

- Hi.

- Hello.

Everything alright, Julien?

- This is Sullivan.

He has a beautiful painting,

perhaps by Jacques-Emile Blanche.

We'd like to have your opinion.

- OK.

- Wait a little.

The painting is nice,

but it's not a good one.

The signature is questionable.

And it's too small.

But it's genuine.

- No, sincerely, it's not good.

No regrets?

- No.

Paris - Caracas with TAP,

Friday, September 10th at 18:40.

Peekaboo.

- Are you crazy?

I'm sure I can jump inside from here.

- Sure you do. Come down from that tree.

Idiot.

Let's choose our room.

Nice.

Perfect.

- This is the child's room.

Why pick the smallest when

we could enjoy space?

So I don't need to look for you

at the other end of the bed.

There's nobody here.

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