You Will Be Mine

Didn't forget anything this time?

No.

It's on the fifth floor?

The key's above the mirror. There.

Can you reach it, Chloe? Yes.

I got it.

We got it, Dad.

This way.

Come see.

Easy does it.

YOU'LL BE MINE

As much as a grand piano.

Too bad we'll have to move it.

Emma.

You're beautiful!

Hi.

I thought it'd be nicer

in the living room.

Is that OK with you? That's fine.

I play in my room at home,

but the living room's OK.

Let me show you around.

Please thank your mother.

I must call her. It's been months.

I always said I'd buy a painting.

Are sales still going well? Yes.

I can't detach the check...

There.

Will this do? Yes.

We can't afford more.

It's fine. We'll eat at home

and I'll go to the market.

Goodbye, Emma. Goodbye.

Sweetheart.

Come on, girls.

Call us, OK?

She'll be fine.

Bye, honey.

We're counting on you. It's the big time.

Let's go.

How about chocolate to cheer you up?

Do you like it? It was my room.

Yeah, it's great.

Where will you sleep now?

In my parents' room.

It's bigger.

Sure you don't mind?

No. Besides, there's a big bed.

I remember this painting.

Should I put them here? If you like.

What a nice top.

I love the fabric.

It's "Les Petites".

The brand.

Funny how you've changed.

It's your hair, I don't know...

There's something different about you.

We haven't seen each other in ages.

Yeah, but still...

I was shy when I was little.

Maybe that's it.

You're much more... More what?

I don't know...

More like:
"l can handle it".

Is that why you didn't call me?

#The Lyons National Conservatory#

#is ranked second in France #

#for training concert pianists.#

#You have been selected #

#for your great potential.#

#At the end of the year,#

#you'll play for a jury.#

#You must prepare a one-hour recital.#

#One piece is mandatory.#

This year it's Schumann's "Carnival".

Plus two elective pieces.

Needless to say it requires

rigorous discipline and sacrifice.

Meanwhile,

I give you Alice Lainee whose

fine reputation you all know.

You are privileged

to have her as a teacher.

Hello everyone.

Let me introduce

the music theory teacher,

the sight-reading teacher

and the harmony teacher.

I wish you a wonderful year.

Please come to my music room

for your evaluation.

Sorry. My fault.

Is that your piece? Yeah.

"Carnival"... by Schumann. Is it hard?

It's super hard.

Did your classes go well?

Yeah, great, I suppose...

She said I had to go back to square one.

You'll have to work.

Let's have dinner.

I get up early tomorrow.

You bought jeans?

Yeah, I didn't have any.

Where'd you buy them?

At "Les Petites".

It's on the way to school. Oh yeah.

Careful, you'll spend all your allowance.

It's a bit irritating.

You surprise me and then you get sloppy.

The octave passage, for instance.

Your sound is hard, aggressive.

What's written there?

"Passionnato."

It's a love song.

Move over.

You see, you must practice slowly.

Even with your small hands.

I was singing "la".

I was the only one singing.

It was ridiculous.

Everyone was staring in complete silence.

Are the students nice?

Are you making friends? I guess.

But they're musicians...

you know, pretty nerdy.

Please...

in medical school they're all pigs.

At least we have each other.

By the way,

let's not have anyone over.

If one doesn't like the other,

it gets complicated.

Sure.

We both have work to do.

Good night. Night.

It's the lazy way to clean up.

You don't know Radiohead?

I don't know any bands.

I've only heard classical music.

I have to memorize my formulas.

Can I come in for a few minutes?

Come in.

I love your mother's work.

I wish she'd painted me.

You're lucky your mother's an artist.

It's cool.

Ever go to New York?

I have to learn these formulas.

Why are you in the dark?

Want to go out?

We haven't been out

once this entire month.

Sure. We've both had so much work.

I'm up for it.

What would you like to do?

Whatever...

Have drinks with friends?

Want to go out to a restaurant?

It's my treat.

Let's go Friday.

It'll be the weekend.

OK.

You can invite your friends.

Just us would be nicer.

OK.

Do you miss your sisters?

Not too much.

Chloe got detention. Really?

I can taste ginger on my palate.

The aroma rises to my nose.

Acidic tastes are

on the tip of the tongue.

Sweetness is at the back.

Now the cinnamon is kicking in.

You like your food.

Look who's talking.

Who's that? Friends from school.

Hi.

Hi.

Emma...

Pauline and Sami.

Hi.

We wanted to try this place.

It's senior city.

Want to go to a bar with us?

Sure, why not?

Want to come?

We agreed to have dinner together.

Another time.

Meet us later if you want.

Good idea.

Alright,

I'll join you.

Sure you don't want to?

It's a shame. Yeah, a shame.

Take it easy. What?

Don't make any noise.

I'm not making noise.

This place is huge.

Wait.

It's nothing.

Stop, please. I don't want to anymore.

OK. Have a good night.

Yeah, Maud told me.

It sounds majorly bad.

That doesn't matter.

OK. I'm sending a kiss.

Let me speak to Chloe.

#Want to talk to Mom??#

No, I spoke to her.

What is it?

Already?

But Dad, you just picked up...

What a pain.

He hung up in the middle

of my sentence. Cheepo.

What did you do last night?

What? Who were you with?

No one. Why are you lying?

I slept alone.

We said we weren't having people here.

I know.

You couldn't control yourself?

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