Bilitis

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He is so far from here...

across the very mountain...

I see him...

I hear him...

I feel him...

and I feel him touching me.

Mademoiselle, the other classes

have already left.

Yes, we go.

Bilitis, where are you going?

To go change.

No, no, come as you are.

The others are waiting.

Okay.

Hooray for Ms. Larsen!

To the beach!

- Even without a bathing suit!

- Especially without a bathing suit!

Listen now, girls.

It's too late to go to the abbey.

I changed our plans,

but behave yourselves.

Don't worry Ms. Larsen...

We always behave like ladies!

Oh! It's cold!

We must hurry!

Come, let's go!

Stay together!

I want to bathe!

Stay with me!

You never do things

like the others.

Are you still fighting?

Hey, look at these!

- I have them too!

- Mine is larger!

I have something better!

If I was in love,

I would choose Flora.

You see them! Disgusting!

- I will never kiss a boy.

- Except when you're in love.

I don't intend to!

Girls, together...

Sit down.

Head up, back straight.

Show him to me.

He is both of ours, let's see!

Mademoiselle, yes, you.

Head up, beautiful right...

Smile... attention...

Thank you!

Okay, get your things ready.

I looked at him squint-eyed,

then he took the picture.

That can't be a good photographer.

He's too cute!

Why do we have to wrap up now?

We have so much to do tomorrow.

Quiet, girls, quiet.

You are not on holiday.

Girls...

together...

size order...

Very good. Head up.

That's it!

- Are you coming to the festival

tomorrow? - Yes, certainly.

- It's our class that's doing the show.

- Really?

Do not move... that's good.

Smile... attention!

Thank you!

- What did he say?

- Nothing.

His name is Lucas

I let the turtle go.

- Touche!

- Say, are you crazy?

Do you do that to all the boys?

No. You're the first to pass here.

You could have hurt me,

you know?

Oh, with a piece of bread.

It was the intentions which counts.

The attack was premeditated.

Like a boy.

You don't look like a boy.

My father said I could have been a boy.

You better be careful.

What name did your father call you?

Bilitis.

What are you doing?

I come to look to see if

Bilitis is a boy.

If you come closer, I'll shout.

Go ahead

I'll jump.

Oh, you would jump for me?

What do you mean for me?

No, not for me, for you.

For you?

Not for you, for Lucas.

That's me.

I think you're crazy.

Crazy about you.

Can I kiss you?

Go ahead, I dare you to try it.

What is it?

He tried to kiss me.

Lucas tried to kiss you?

More or less.

How, more or less?

I didn't want to.

Bilitis loves Lucas...

When is your father coming?

Within 2 or 3 weeks.

After he returns from Canada.

Who is that woman,

who's taken you in?

A girlfriend of my father.

Is she old?

No, she's the daughter of

a friend of my father's.

The last time I saw her,

I was still little.

Would you miss me?

More or less.

Who do you prefer,

Lucas or me?

What's got into you?

Close your eyes

I am Lucas.

But no, you are a girl.

Quit it.

Close your eyes.

It is important for our former

students to return later on.

For the younger, the example

is inspiring for them.

And for the elders...

Pardon me

it is pleasant to return one's

self to the "old" environment.

The enviroment today

is quite exceptional.

The students are excited

by our festival.

They aren't here on hand.

It's like they are already on holiday

I know how it goes.

Yes, but, mister...

Yes, I know that Melissa has

been well educated.

That's the reason

why I married her

I look awful

I look ugly.

You look like a clown.

- And you a brush.

- You want a smack?

You are what declined.

And to see my face!

- In fact, you didn't smile.

- I moved!

What are you looking at?

That's the wrong side!

- Lucas Mercier... photographer.

- Give me that!

Watch it. Do you want

everyone to know?

- Know what?

- "Know what?"

About you and Lucas!

Come and look!

- Who is that?

- Look at her, she's beautiful.

- And he's handsome!

- They don't look like parents.

I think that is Melissa...

Melissa Ampton. She's an alumnist.

Was Bilitis informed?

Naturally!

Bilitis?

She's coming!

There my mother is. This will not

be a sociable day.

It doesn't make a

difference to me.

I hear the nicest young men

around wanted to marry her.

But she chose someone who

nobody knows about.

My sister has told it to me.

They were good friends.

- Hello.

- Hello

I am Melissa Ampton Demarne,

Demarne is my married name.

- This is my husband.

- Hello.

I never recognized you.

Lovely, isn't she, Pierre?

Charming...

but I hate uniforms.

- Bilitis, we have to get ready, come!

- Excuse me.

Did you have to offend her?

But no.

Well, I wish you much

pleasure on that one.

Bilitis, it is up to you.

I'm scared.

- He is there.

- Who?

The photographer.

Excellent, wasn't it?

Remarkable.

They have trained for a month.

They chose to everything

themselves.

They chose their own music,

make the costumes, everything.

Is that so?

Bilitis is up next.

Go on, Bilitis.

- Go ahead now!

- I'm not ready!

Go ahead now!

Ahead, go now!

The night is so deep...

That it creeps between my eyelids...

You will never find the path.

You'll be lost within the wo...

Excuse me. I can't do this.

That is nothing...

that is youth.

That will improve with age.

No, no, no mister!

Be on your way!

- Madam, I beg of you,

listen to me!

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