The Violin Teacher Page #2

Stop, stop, stop!

I'll f***ing get you outside,

f***ing c*nt.

- What's that?

- I'll kick your arse.

- Is that how you've been educated?

- Thank you, Samuel.

I didn't know I'd come here

to teach animals.

- Hey you, take your cap off.

- You're gonna stare at me now?

I need to see your face

while I'm teaching you.

Let's do it again.

- Sir, my viola's string is broken.

- Yeah, right. OK.

- It's true, sir.

- Yeah, OK.

Sir?

Sir?

Can you tune it for me?

Come here.

It's from my father's church.

It looks old. Does it still play?

Yes.

- When did you start playing?

- I was really small.

Didn't it bother your parents?

Only wrong notes

bothered my father.

- There.

- Thank you, sir.

This is one dedicated young man.

- Can I try it?

- Sure.

- Get your bowing straight.

- Thanks.

- Hi, son.

- Hi, Dad.

- Howare things?

- Everything's great.

- You've disappeared

- I haven't called.

It's been a real rush here

in the past few months.

I can imagine.

- It's hard to organise my schedule.

- You must be really busy, huh?

The quartet is going on tour

across Latin America.

We're playing Villa Lobos.

Your mother really misses you.

Send her my love.

Tell her I'll talk to her soon.

- Take care.

- OK. Bye.

Twinkle, twinkle little arse

How! wanna see you shake

Shake it, shake it, shake it good

Shake it for me like you should

Twinkle, twinkle little arse

Let me take your panties off

Beautiful voice.

I didn't know we had a soprano

who could sing in tune.

The lyrics are shameful, though.

Hey, twinkly arse.

La, La, Mi, Mi, Fa-sharp, Mi.

Twinkle, twinkle little arse

VR is a glowing dragonfly!

Right, p*ssy?

Today we're working

on bow techniques.

It's an exercise called spider crawl.

Moll?

One, two, three, wow!

Hold it by the screw

in the correct position

and work your way up,

as if it were a spider.

It's important to keep your finger...

Hey, young lad)'-

Young lady,

are we interrupting something?

Do you want us to be silent

so you can sleep?

She's pregnant, sir.

Well, let's start from the screw.

Keep your hand in the right position.

Work your way up.

No, the other way round.

Exactly.

Keep your hand straight.

Keep doing it.

It might hurt,

but your hand will get...

Who wants some snacks?

The class has barely started.

No, sir, don't sell it.

Hey, young man. Get down!

Come back to the class.

Sir, please. Don't sell it.

You shouldn't.

I'll ask the board to forbid you

to sell anything here.

Do you want me to call the police?

- Call Captain Nascimento as well!

- Young man, you're pushing it.

You're pushing it too far.

- You're pushing it too far.

- Just go away.

I can't take it anymore.

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