Blue Is the Warmest Color

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"Will I always digress?

I think so.

"Impossible not to.

"Ideas take hold of me.

I am a woman. I tell my story.

"Consider my words.

"See how little I misuse

the privileges this gives me."

Start over from "I am a woman."

But first say it to yourself.

"I am a woman" is a truth.

Understand, Sada?

Start from there.

You tell your story.

It's a truth.

"I am a woman.

And I tell my story.

"Among the young men I attracted

"was one I myself noticed.

"My gaze fell upon him

in particular.

"I didn't realize

the pleasure I procured.

"I flirted with others,

not with him.

"I wanted to watch him,

not please him."

Thank you, Sada. Malisse?

"It seems

"first love begins

with this sincerity.

"Perhaps its sweetness

curtails the desire to please.

"In turn, he observed me

"differently from other young men.

"More reservedly,

yet more thoughtfully.

"There was something more serious

between him and me.

"Others welcomed my charms.

"I felt at times

he was not indifferent to them,

"but so confusedly,

I could not say what I thought of him

"nor of myself."

"We left the church.

I remember walking slowly.

"I reduced my pace.

"I was sorry

to be leaving that place.

"My heart was missing something,

but it did not know what it was.

"I say it did not know.

Perhaps it did,

"for as I left, I often turned around

to see the young man I left behind

"without knowing

I did so for him."

What does it mean

that her heart

was missing something?

When you exchange glances,

when you cross paths

and you both exchange glances

spontaneously,

like with love at first sight,

is there something

less or more in your heart?

Eli...

Regret?

Regret about not speaking

to the person.

For you it's regret?

So regret is something less

in your heart.

Regret about not filling

the emptiness in your heart.

Thank you, Eli.

Let's stay on this passage

and compare it

to The Princess of Clves.

Particularly when she first meets

the Duc de Nemours.

Furthermore, I want you to think

about the idea of predestination

in their encounters, okay?

Which happens, for example,

with love at first sight.

Honestly,

if I can get laid, I will.

But I won't wait three months.

Four days is all it takes.

Who needs to wait

three months to get laid?

He seems a little wishy-washy.

A little?

He just sat there for an hour!

Just a second.

Thomas keeps looking at you.

Behind me?

Look. He can't see.

He keeps staring.

Yeah, and it's not the first time.

He's totally into you.

- Never noticed?

- Come on!

Give me a break.

I've seen him do it.

It could be any of us.

He's sneaking a peak.

You can look.

I don't believe you.

- I'm sure you can.

- Can what?

What do you think? Play cards?

It's obvious

you're both into each other.

He's cool.

It's totally possible.

Seriously, he's hung up on you.

You think you like him?

Sure, physically.

Yeah, he's cute.

More than just "yeah".

He's cute,

but he's not Brad Pitt.

Pretty close!

Honestly, he is.

Our choices at school suck.

Yeah, and then?

So he called and I told him off.

He's gone.

I swear, it is so in the bag!

Stop turning around, Amlie.

She is so heavy-handed.

I checked out his friend.

He's not bad either.

Hugo?

He is totally cute.

No more Vincent. It's Hugo now.

Vincent's with his sister.

He's so hot.

Can I have some more?

It's so good.

Some more?

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

What's up? Can I sit here?

If you want to.

This weather sucks.

It's crazy.

What's the book?

Marivaux's Life of Marianne.

We have to do

a presentation on it.

- Interesting?

- It's amazing.

- You're a junior?

- Yeah, and you?

Senior. In science.

Like it?

It's not that I like it.

I'm just good in math.

And after high school?

I'd like to work in music.

Start a record label.

Discover artists,

start a production company.

And do you...

- You play, or just want to produce?

- I play too.

What?

I play percussion...

guitar, piano.

I'm not a pro, but...

Where did you learn?

On my own. With videos.

By listening.

- You play anything?

- No.

I'd like to, but I'd have

to start with music class.

It's not for me.

It's awful.

My mom made me go. I hated it.

Turned me off for 10 years.

What do you listen to?

Everything.

I can get into reggae, gypsy music,

classical, dubstep.

Everything.

Only thing I really can't stand

is metal and hard rock.

People with long hair

who scream.

No words, no melody...

not my thing.

It's annoying.

But everything else.

Oh, f***.

Why?

Because...

my big thing is hard rock.

I mean it. It's no joke.

I'm into the hard stuff.

Hard rock, hard metal.

You said it's lots of screaming.

You may not like my stuff.

I associate it with guys

with long hair who scream.

So I pass.

Maybe your stuff is different.

I'm sorry.

- I was kidding.

- You don't play it?

I was trying to fix things.

I couldn't.

I kept blabbering on.

You really think

they all have long hair?

Almost.

I don't play it, but it's not true.

But you don't play it?

I'll play you my stuff.

Yeah, cool. I'd like that.

That way we have

to get together again.

Sorry.

You okay?

Fine, and you?

- Sorry, I got held up.

- No problem.

The train was late.

Been waiting long?

What now?

You want to eat something?

A waffle, a crpe.

We can sit outside.

But a gyro instead.

You got me slaving away

this weekend.

Why?

Life of Marianne.

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