Un Coeur en Hiver

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A HEART IN WINTER

Maxime and I had known each other

so long, we didn't need words

We work together, but he's the boss

In this family business...

... Maxime maintains tradition,

musicians are at ease with him

He knows their repertoire,

invites them to lunch

He listens, he calms their fears

No, you did play it with

the Vienna Philharmonic

They entrust us with their most

precious possession, their violin

You hear the lack of clarity?

Yes, a lack of brilliance on the E

Maxime sees them more as patients

than clients

For more extensive treatment,

Maxime steps aside

Is it just unglued, or more serious?

Perhaps I should hear you

Maxime preferred musicians

At concert he shared

in their emotions...

... and shared in the applause,

genuinely moved

Maxime needs to expend himself

He is at one with his body.

He so loves to win...

... that losing for me

becomes a pleasure

He has appetites, but no qualms, ;

life hangs lightly on him

If he has to lie,

he does it effortlessly

I'm a willing alibi for his

nocturnal pastimes

I no longer go along, buthe tells

me everything the next day

Work done, each of us lives

his own life

Maxime never asks where I go or

who I see when we aren't together...

... which is fine by me

Your table will be ready

in two minutes

See you later, after coffee?

- Do you know who I was talking to?

- Rgine Oblet

No, the other one. Know her?

You've heard her... Camille Kessler

The Debussy recital;

a bit dry, you said

No, it was good

She's coming as a customer

A Guarneri is to be sold in Geneva

Magnificent, but a ruin, much broken

You'll have a ball

- Don't you want to go?

- Me? What an idea

- Go somewhere for once

- No

Something has happened to me...

...something important

But if you smile like that...

It's gone

I've met someone

You're facing her

When was this?

Two months ago

And you didn't tell me?

That was her

She was afraid... I didn't want

to rush her

How did it happen?

I was following her concerts

I went to see her after one

she was displeased with

I mentioned a dry patch she played

with a lot of emotion

I must have hit the spot.

We had dinner

And you saw her home?

She's not like that

Besides, she lives with Rgine,

so it's not easy

So you came between them?

It's not like that. She's not

just her agent...

...but her mother's best friend

And her career comes first

One night, meeting me here,

she was late

I felt ill and nearly left, but

she arrived looking anxious, lost

Seeing her like that...

...I realize it can happen,

loving someone

And your wife?

There was a difficult moment

But it had long been over

You don't spend your life with a pal

It's better for her, too

You don't leave her much choice

Someone always suffers

And now what?

We'll live together.

I've rented a studio

I think you're awaited

See you later

Can you believe that guy? Wants to

buy the bookshop for a boutique

Lermontov... he's like you,

dry as a whip

The guy was propositioning me.

Are you listening?

Look at a man touched by grace

Say, she's...

Wonderful

Come and see this marvel, Madame

I had the harpsichord and cello,

only this missing

Magnificent. Was it you?

Maxime... he found it in Hungary

He repaired the mechanism.

Were bits missing?

Two. I had fun making them

Are you staying to dinner?

I'm afraid I've work that's overdue

You work a lot?

Never tire of it?

You're lucky

Is Vincent Madame Amet's nephew?

How old is he?

Five, I think

Camille Kessler... was she your pupil?

Years ago. I heard her play at Aix

last summer

- We're to have her as a customer

- Maxime told me

I remember a hard, polished little

girl who kept you at a distance

But a real temperament, you felt

No, in here!

Isn't Vincent here?

Do you hear that G, how rough it is?

- You've had it how long?

- Three years

It's a Villaume, sounded superb then

We have recordings coming up

The playing must have soul

The bridge is slightly warped

Can you change it quickly?

Checking the fret may take a few days

- But we've a rehearsal

- You said that

I could lend you another

I've got a spare

You are to record...?

The two Ravel sonatas and the trio

I'll try for the day after tomorrow

We're counting on you

We're already late for the Lambertis

You can go, Brice

Sorry, Christophe. Again

I'm not with it at all

I thought it was good. Let's go on

It's me, not you

I don't agree

I'm no use today

Is it the violin?

Water, please, Rgine

Maybe a little more work on it?

No, it's exactly right; it's me

I have to go

Will you hand them up?

I think she's starting to hate me

- Which gives you a certain pleasure?

- It's an interesting development

Odd that three-quarters of these

books are about love

Airport novel, masterpiece,

cookery book...

...always the same vocabulary,

a deluge

- You find it obscene?

- No, as written it's often beautiful

Yes, Maxime, we're ready;

be right down

What are you doing?

- No good, is it?

- It's fine. Hurry, Maxime's waiting

Let him wait

I'm not ready. Half-an-hour

looking for that score

I didn't ask you to

But you let me hunt, then said

Christophe took it

Stop it... we have to go

Well, I'm not going!

That's ridiculous

You'll be with Maxime,

you don't need me

I hate playing chaperone

All right, don't go

Do you realize what you're

doing to me?

I put myself out so that you

can play at your best...

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