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You hugged me tightly.

So solid.

You muttered that you loved me.

You were drunk.

No, I was not drunk.

-Yes. -I said I didn't.

I do.

I don't remember anything.

Too bad.

You hurt me.

If I squeeze a little harder,

there will be no one to remember.

How much do you want?

If you forgot nothing.

Because then I have done my job poorly.

No problem.

You are my first customer.

For the first one, I'm free.

That brings me happiness.

I don't need charity.

Keep your money.

I see my value to you.

Wait.

Take it back.

Take it back.

Take it back.

Address.

Ten dollars.

Have you seen my legs?

Have you seen my breasts? Are these $10 breasts?

Thanks.

He always wanted more. He asked me about my childhood.

Thanks.

Thanks.

-For $10? -Only dirt.

-Have you no respect for women? -Hold your tongue.

Thanks.

-Your mother must have been a proud slut. -Thank you.

Sorry. Thanks.

Sit down.

Do you think an actress has to be an exhibitionist?

To become an actress?

Why do you want to act?

Sunday night I was...

I was with my parents.

I was alone in bed.

And.

And it felt

as if I was was wasting.

I went...

Can you speak a little louder?

-I'm a little deaf. -Yes, sorry.

Thanks.

I looked in the bathroom mirror and I saw,

On my face,

the passage of time.

My youth passed away.

I saw that my life was nothing.

Thank you very much.

Shall we take a break?

Already?

Sorry.

Put your...

Put down your honorable burden.

If honor in a hearse May be shrouded...

Have you been?

No.

What will you do?

Die Bitteren Tränen der Petra von Kant.

I did The Respectful Whore.

The director in the middle has beautiful eyes.

Easy to fall in love with.

He is apparently homosexual.

Still easy.

He has a thick hand.

Also a fat dick?

No, one of his hands is swollen.

Like a balloon.

I don't know if it went well.

I don't think so. I was so embarrassed.

You're crazy. That's a good sign.

What do you mean?

This is theater, right?

If you are ashamed, you have exposed yourself.

An actor exposes himself.

Plays with danger.

Just like me. Without panties.

Now?

No, yesterday.

May I see it?

It would be cool if they choose both of us.

Yeah, that would be really cool.

What is your name?

Adèle Meszaros.

Will we be friends?

We already are. Are you stupid or something?

Victor Arbot.

Rome.

Unique object of my resentment.

Rome.

To which you sacrificed my love.

Too much. Patience must cease.

I'll find you in hell, Curiace.

Rome.

That you gave life

And your heart worships.

Those to be punished

Who mourn the enemies of Rome.

Traitor.

Sister.

Awaken.

Awaken, I beg you.

Awaken.

Forgive me.

I'm sorry.

-You attended other schools. -Yes.

Including the conservatory. Why our school now?

Patrice Chéreau is actually

an inspiration to me.

So I want to work with him and learn

of him.

But I'm still here, too.

Patrice Chéreau runs the theater. I run the school.

And so...

No, no problem.

I completely understand.

I have heard that students at this school

going to the US.

Is that true?

This is not a travel agency.

I love just theater. I love Shakespeare.

And I'm a romantic.

Although that is not to be seen.

You may have noticed this one. No prop.

He is real. I am married.

-How old are you? -I'm 19, and married.

In any case, I cannot go to a private school. I have no money.

So it is this or nothing.

If I don't get admitted here, I'll work as a delivery boy or waiter.

So I want it very much.

I understand. Thank you.

And my wife is pregnant.

-Is that not a problem? -Not for us.

Get this.

I ran into the door.

My name is Victor.

I'm already an actress, right?

I don't know.

Sure.

Since I was nine. In photos.

In pictures?

With my mother.

She's famous. Don't you see it?

A little girl with red hair.

Garter belts and lipstick.

I am.

I already have a long career.

Why theater?

Because I

wants to speak other people's words.

Sometimes

I feel like I have

Standing by a precipice.

About to fall.

And words from others...

The words I speak...

If they are beautiful,

are they like...

Fences?

Right. Fences.

Still here?

Yes.

Are you waiting for someone?

No.

On me?

No. It's just that...

What?

Yes, I was waiting for you.

Come on.

Hello.

I'm Stella.

See.

Not bad. I like her.

Leopard, you are delicious.

-Are you coming with us? -I have AIDS.

Do your girlfriends have AIDS, too?

Sometimes I feel the urge to bark.

I feel the urge to grab my gun

and shoot.

Inside

I feel a strange urge to

breaking the glass, jumping out the window,

running outside and bumping into someone.

Someone I would take by the arm

To shake the amazement out of him.

Someone who I can claim all evening.

Someone to touch.

To smell.

Someone to reassure: "Don't worry, don't resist.

'This boy just wants to hear another breath,'

"another heartbeat.

I broke the glass and jumped so I could feel the touch

Of a single soul.

A single soul.

Such longing I sometimes feel, like tonight.

My mind is too deep To be locked up alone.

Why theater?

That would make my mother proud.

Isn't that a good thing?

Let me introduce myself.

I am Pierre Romans,

director of the...

I almost said "from the theater.

No, I am the principal of the school.

Not saying I said that.

Thanks.

And I have a fat hand.

You are through the first round.

Forty of you.

After these workshops, there will be 12 of you.

It's good to get this far.

The first round is not bad.

I lead the workshops, but I am not a teacher.

I am a director.

Patrice Chéreau, director of the theater,

is also not a teacher.

He comes by to watch us work,

but he doesn't introduce himself.

He is very discreet.

It is not like most schools here.

It is not a school.

Of course you have lessons.

And even workshops at the Actors Studio in New York.

But after that

we perform plays.

Maybe we'll go to the Avignon festival.

Or record movies.

That's for the lucky 12 who are admitted.

Not all 40.

Today we are not looking for playwrights.

Certainly not theater makers.

Not great actors either.

We are looking for...

We are looking for...

We are looking for.

Don't make me wait.

My father doesn't know I'm here.

Let's get started. I'll call the others.

My father and stepmother

Don't want me to come here. They call it Bohemian.

They are afraid of me becoming an actress.

While I am attracted To the lake.

Like I'm a seagull.

My heart is full of you.

-We are alone. -I think someone is there.

-There is no one. -There.

Don't leave so soon. I beg you.

It is impossible.

-What if I go with you? -Impossible.

I would really like to kiss you.

Gaspard, the butler.

Adèle, my theater friend.

-Nice to meet you. -Similar.

Will you become actresses?

We hope so.

-Be careful not to go crazy. -Why?

Because.

Or you lead a normal life

with

a husband, children ...

A normal job.

A life that may be a little boring, but reasonably painless.

Or you become an actress.

And then

burn up your life.

You may be loved by many people, but

You run the risk of going crazy.

And sad

to die.

And alone.

Also late?

Yes.

I don't care about this school.

All I want,

is to make movies and make a lot of money.

I am buying a house for my mother.

Like I give a fuck about their school.

Like we give a fuck about their school.

Sure.

But if we are admitted,

we get a free MetroCard and meals. That's cool.

Yes.

For me

is the worst thing about not being allowed

That I miss New York.

Yes, that...

The Actors Studio.

The door is open.

It's recess.

I am Étienne.

-Okay? -Yes.

Let's go.

A month, a year,

How do we hold out when the seas

keeping me away from you?

The day will dawn And the day will end

Without Titus has ever seen Berenice.

And without, all day, that I have seen my Titus.

She is pregnant.

What?

She is pregnant.

From the child of a dead person.

What?

She even married him after his death.

-Is that legal? -Barely.

But she was so persistent.

She was so desperate

That they felt sorry for her

and gave her permission.

Would you?

I don't know.

It's insane.

Shots or we don't make it.

On the results.

One, two, three...

Through your blue eyes

Because you make her fun And challenging the sun

With their fiery gaze

Because you are 20 years old

You suck at it.

And loves life Like a blood-red fruit

Who plucks you with a smile

So the world is yours

To do what you want

I'm sorry now But I'm ready to do it again

You play with my heart

Like a spoiled child

That a toy demands Only to smash it to pieces

Because I am so in love

You steal my nights in the depths of my sleep

And brings tears to my days

For I have only you

My heart is my only master

As master of my heart Love is the master

For you live in me

And nothing will replace the moments of happiness

In your arms

I am not worried

With God or people

Please.

I would be ready to die

If one day you die

For death is only a game

Compared to love

And life is nothing without love....

I wouldn't go here anyway.

There is also...

Too much ego.

Too much hysteria.

I have an appointment with Francis Huster.

Great.

To be his assistant, perhaps.

Even if I were admitted, I wouldn't go.

Stella, with Victor.

I stand outside the theater.

They put up the results.

We are both admitted.

I'm waiting for you here. See you soon.

My name is handwritten.

-Was it out of ink? -It's cool.

You're on the list. It's good.

It is good.

You are admitted.

Both of us.

How are you going to do that?

I am going to give birth to New York and

living with Dad so he can babysit.

Adèle.

Meszaros.

I am dead. I am dying.

I'm dying.

I don't see my name.

When the janitor came out, he congratulated me.

-You were super funny. -You were great.

I'm not on it.

My name is missing. I don't get it.

I don't understand Why my name is not there.

This is now our home.

Étienne.

You are there.

It's cool. All of us.

Just below me, but you're there.

We can now sleep together.

It is my dream to sleep with you.

My dream too.

About time.

Not interested in the results?

Yep.

It's just that...

If I am not admitted,

I stop acting.

So.

Now you know you're not stopping.

Sorry, but...

Who are you?

I'm Patrice.

Patrice Chéreau?

Right.

Lee Strasberg.

Oh my goodness.

Lee Strasberg Theatre and Film Institute.

"Through these doors, we invite talent.

Let's go.

Juliette.

Laurence.

Geez.

Spring came earlier than expected.

Okay.

Now you describe

the physical sensation or emotion

of which you are aware.

It can be something you find ridiculous or very important.

But it must be something you feel here,

right now.

It must be something that is true.

Okay, I'll start.

I am aware that for seven and a half years

Haven't slept with a man.

Adèle, I am aware...

I am aware

That I have no lipstick on today.

Thank you, Adèle. Laurence.

I am aware...

That...

I am aware that I feeling monstrous and outrageous....

Adèle, one thing.

Laurence.

I am aware

That I fall for girls.

Stéphane?

I am aware...

I am aware that I also fall for girls.

Juliette?

I am aware That I feel empty.

You are so beautiful.

Such a beautiful mouth.

With super nice teeth, too.

Seriously, your teeth

Show that you have money.

Always food on the table.

-Always been to the dentist. -Why do you say that?

I go inside, it's cold.

I'm sorry.

You intimidate me, that's why.

Apology accepted?

Yes.

Then kiss me.

Kiss me.

Or I hang over the railing.

I swear I do.

I...

I am capable of it.

-Kiss me or I'll do it. -I don't like blackmail.

It's not blackmail. It's love.

Naked.

When I was 12 years old,

they decided that I was going to visit

With my father in Grenoble.

On the train, I sat next to the window.

I looked at the landscape.

In Grenoble, there was no one....

On the platform.

In the arrival hall

I saw a man standing there. As bald as Mr. Proper.

He waved.

It was my father.

Near my father stood a woman.

She was

his new wife.

All weekend

I kept thinking of my mother.

And.

Every time I laughed or

had eaten well,

I felt like a traitor.

Yes, a traitor.

Because my mother...

I love her so much.

I love my mother more Than anyone else.

This is how it is.

What's wrong?

I don't know.

I don't know, I feel ...

I feel too... Too bad...

Too badly affected.

Enjoy your meal.

What... Twenty dollars.

This is too little.

You owe me four.

Four more dollars.

Come on.

Who is that girl?

What is this?

Way to go.

Class begins like this.

Please.

This is a deal. Who is this?

No one.

Can she deliver the money?

-Yes. -Five dollars.

You are handsome. Your name?

Stella.

Madam, get married.

Seen.

Good deal.

Yes, she is quite beautiful.

Stay with her. Love is love.

Goodbye.

Aren't you cold?

You have three spots.

I could...

I couldn't find the vein.

Today I sprayed,

But mostly I snort it.

Is sniffing not so bad?

Sniffing is not bad at all.

But I can stop at any time.

I just...

Just

one week on vacation and...

I would like to go on vacation with you.

To help you stop.

By the sea, in the mountains...

No matter.

Hey, Baptiste.

How's it going?

So.

This is Isabelle.

She will be my directorial assistant.

Pierre needs no introduction.

So.

I have decided that we will do Platonov.

I have decided that we will do Platonov.

In the big theater.

With real audiences.

What is attractive about Platonov, is that Chekhov wrote it very young.

How old was he? 17?

He was 17.

One of the obsessions of many of the characters

Is that their youth is fading away.

I wanted to see it with young actors like you.

Despite your age, I treat you as professionals.

Clear? So today a read-through

with various casting opportunities.

Depending on the table work, I will cast the piece.

I'll say it right now,

I can't be democratic.

We are never democratic about casting. Right, Pierre?

I don't want disappointment.

Thus, supporting roles receive the same intensity as supporting roles.

That makes no sense at all.

Sorry.

That should be clear.

Yes.

It's about the process.

Not for podium time.

Long ago I knew the owner, Platonov.

Sergei, what became of Platonov?

Maybe she should ask me.

I believe I know.

Don't remember his first name?

I knew him, too. A long time ago.

His name is, if I'm not mistaken,

Mikhail Vassilievich.

Yes, his name is Mikhail Vassilievich.

I knew him when he was a student, almost a child.

Are you laughing, gentlemen? I don't see what's funny.

It's time to finally recognize him.

Otherwise, he is bursting with impatience.

Yes, his name is Mikhail Vassilievich.

I knew him when he was a student, almost a child.

Are you laughing, gentlemen?

I don't see what's funny.

It is time to finally recognize him. Otherwise, he is bursting with impatience.

Yes...

He is.

Very good. Keep up the good work.

Why this silence, Mikhail Vassilievich?

Is this possible?

Is it really you?

Camille had her baby.

She refused an epidural.

She lost a lot of blood.

It's a boy.

She named him Leo.

Beautiful name, Leo.

She will return tomorrow.

So.

Stéphane plays Platonov.

Laurence

plays Anna Petrovna.

Victor...

Sergei.

Stella...

You play Sofya Igorovna.

Juliette...

You play Sasha, Platonov's wife.

Adèle, Grekova.

Baptiste...

Triletsky.

For the roles of the old people I don't know yet.

Claire, maybe you'll play the old Babakina.

Ossip, to be determined.

First, I would love to hear...

Franck, then Étienne as Ossip.

Excuse me...

What is it?

My name was not mentioned.

Don't I have a role?

Not for now.

May I ask about the reasons?

She wants reasons.

No, you can't, otherwise we'll sit here for hours.

The old people are still there.

-Maybe play an old lady. -Great.

Sorry.

No disappointment, I said.

-I'm allowed to ask, right? -Katja is coming too.

And me.

What do you mean?

Yes. I always forget about you.

-Yes. -I forget about you.

I'm going to step up a little too.

Maybe Penthesilea.

Not "maybe.

Penthesilea by Kleist in the small theater.

-My Platonov in the large. -My Penthesilea in the small.

Exactly. Let's continue.

Franck, with Platonov, please.

-What is it? -Sorry to interrupt.

Urgent phone for Franck.

Hello.

What about you?

Everything okay?

I finish the rehearsal

and get there right away.

And?

Go ahead, tell.

And?

I have a daughter, that's all.

That's great.

I have a daughter.

Happy?

Yes, I think so.

How is your wife doing?

They tested her and...

On what?

AIDS.

Twice. There was too little blood.

If you like,

they do all kinds of tests.

That's normal.

I have a child.

A spare key.

You know I'm crazy.

You should know.

You can

-yet stop... -Why do you say that?

Why do you say that now?

Because I gave you my house key?

Not at all. I said it...

You can do whatever you want.

That's all.

Everyone is crazy.

Yes, but I'm crazy...

Like.

Psychiatric ward crazy.

What do you mean?

Everything is dark.

Not true.

Sometimes you are super happy.

Bonnie and Clyde, let's go.

Time for school.

Shoot.

Don't I get a kiss?

My home

Or your house?

Come on, Andy You know it

Say yes

Shall we run a red light?

Here we go.

Another one. That brings luck.

Forward.

This is my wife's car.

As if we care.

Faster.

Do it.

Faster.

-Gas. -Fast. Please.

Let's get out of here, Sergei.

-Here? -Yes.

You have to laugh about it. Go on.

-Okay, but why? -I want it.

Do you want that?

To a foreign country maybe. Would you want to?

Yes. If that's what you want.

Yes, continue.

Okay. But why?

No questions promised.

No. Keep it light.

You promised. No questions.

There. Very good.

Tomorrow we leave.

More. Good.

Tomorrow we will be gone.

A new life.

You are bored here. Of course.

Impossible company. The Petrins, Cherbukhs...

Don't blame them.

Too flat. Every idea is an event.

When he got the thing, you felt saved.

So say it.

-We're leaving tomorrow. -Yes.

Let's leave tomorrow.

More.

You are bored here. Of course.

Impossible company. The Petrins, Cherbukhs...

Stop constantly tormenting yourself like this.

Stop tormenting yourself.

Why? Everything is fine.

-Yes. -Okay. Let's move on.

Where do you women find so much sadness?

What makes you sad?

Comfort yourself. Be happy. Live life to the fullest.

Too settled. Don't settle.

Again. Continue.

Don't look at me. Focus.

Can't we put this nostalgia to rest as Platonov would say?

What was that? What did you find there?

You stutter.

What have we found? Sergei stuttered.

He stutters.

Come here.

-You excite me. -Patrice.

Victor, great if you stutter. Stutter.

There. You found it.

Victor, you excite me.

Turn over.

I was sitting on the toilet.

Sorry.

Pierre Romans, I love you.

Go to lunch.

At 2 p.m. we will continue.

Good.

I rang his doorbell last night.

-At Pierre's? -Yes.

No.

Why not?

Did he open?

I slept on the doormat....

Did you sleep on the doormat?

Later, he opened up.

Early morning.

He was so handsome.

So tender.

I thought he was into boys.

What a coincidence.

You're back, Camille.

I want you to play Penthesilea.

Queen of the Amazons.

I think only you can play her.

But you will have to dig deep.

Will you join us?

Do you understand what I mean?

Yes, I understand.

Are you okay?

What are you doing?

Have you ever seen a breastfeeding Amazon?

No.

Now I do.

I missed New York. I'm not going to miss Penthesilea.

The right breast they cut off.

They didn't need it.

The left breast,

closer to the heart,

have kept them.

Just in case they fell in love.

Did Pierre offer you Penthesilea?

Take care.

The syringe

must be new.

I have once contracted hepatitis and ...

It is dangerous.

Wrap it around.

And pull it.

Beautiful veins.

Always to the heart.

Long live the triumphant.

Warrior Queen Of the Rose Festival. Victory.

Don't say anything about my victory.

Don't say anything about the Festival of Roses.

The battle calls me to the field again.

I must throw myself into the tumult of battle.

Where his mocking smile awaits me.

And overcome or live no more.

If only you wanted to, my queen....

Is he asleep?

It's good. You guys are doing great.

Maybe he's tired.

No.

I love you.

I get that sinking feeling, the need To cling to each other.

But I don't get...

I don't get desperate.

It should not be a trivial thing And not something sensual.

I need more urgency between you.

If you don't make love, you die.

Your oxygen ran out And suddenly there is air.

More. Hold that intensity.

And again. Isabelle.

"Scared?

No, before.

-After. -No, before.

Where? You've said it before.

- "Are you afraid? -No.

Yes, well done. Go on.

Keep up the good work. Good job.

Are you afraid, Sofya Igorovna?

Platonov. You are lying.

I am not afraid. I don't care to be afraid.

Okay.

Very good.

Back in an hour for the Triletsky-Anna scene.

Are you here?

Isabelle, come on.

-Okay? -Yes.

Do you think that's normal? Touching my wife's pussy?

I didn't.

Stop. It was for the scene.

Fuck your scene.

Are you crazy?

Stay away from my wife.

She's not yours. And you are not Marlon Brando.

Let go of me.

Shit, take it easy.

Calm the hell down.

What do you want?

Are you the gangster? What is this?

I make him an offer that he cannot refuse.

Junkie.

Chill.

Don't touch me.

Yes, right.

You're a slut, aren't you?

-That's right. -Slet.

This is for sluts and gays.

Exactly.

Stella.

Stella.

Stella.

He pushed me. I slipped.

He doesn't hit me.

He didn't do anything. He even held back.

It was not violent at all.

He is kind.

He is incredibly kind.

I know.

After something like that, he must feel terrible.

Of course.

The poor boy. Comfort him.

The day he doesn't hold back Or is unkind,

you don't see it coming.

If he is clean,

according to him, he is in a kind of tunnel. Dark and empty,

With no light at the end.

He says no one can imagine the horror of that tunnel.

Holy Teresa, do you think that you can save him?

With your little arms?

Pretentious girl.

You know nothing and are pretentious.

I know I'm here for this.

I'm here for this.

What are you doing?

Are you planning to sleep here?

I'm not allowed to do this.

I close the theater and lock you in.

Will it be okay?

Yes, thank you.

Lights out.

Chéreau said, "Go...

'Keep going, and I'll call your mother.'

Call my mother.

He said, "With that...

'Can't you work, Étienne.'

Maybe he's right.

He doesn't know anything.

He knows only cocaine.

He's a preppy guy

who does coke and pretends he knows, but he doesn't know anything.

Be glad he cares about you.

-He doesn't. -Yes.

-He doesn't care about me. -Well.

He's just afraid of me.

I swear. Chéreau is afraid of me.

I'm not afraid of you.

And I love you.

I want us to be together for a long time.

Maybe one day...

What one day?

What one day?

If only you went to a doctor.

Why are you acting like this?

I don't act like this. I'm talking.

-I said I would quit without doctors. -Yes.

What about doctors?

Do it.

Why is everyone acting this way?

Or let me try.

Let me try.

Then I know what it's like.

Stop.

I'm going to be late. Can you take care of her?

Give her this when she cries.

If anything, just come and get me.

Try to look older.

What if she had no teeth?

She still has teeth. She bites her lips. Come on.

-I don't know. -No. We're still looking.

Chew.

You are beautiful. Annoying.

Squeeze a little.

And chewing.

What if she laughed?

Too tiring. Wasting air.

Keep it in.

Good.

Yes, Gilbert was really handsome.

Such a handsome man.

Franck's wife has AIDS.

What?

He just told.

I wasn't allowed to say anything.

She was tired and tested.

For the baby, they know after 18 months.

He refuses a test.

He says he feels good

And would rather die without knowing it.

I did it twice with him.

Without a condom.

Actually once really.

And a blow job.

Did you swallow?

A little.

You don't get it that way.

Not from oral.

It feels like I have swelling everywhere.

Let's see.

No.

There is nothing.

Wait. Let's see.

A small one.

Do you feel it?

I feel it.

I feel it. Yes, I have one.

Is this a new exercise?

Franck's wife has AIDS.

Of the baby, it is unknown. Franck refuses a test.

Anaïs did it twice unsafe with him.

I also did it with Franck.

Really?

Yes, why?

Because you did it with Stéphane and Baptiste.

And I did it with them, too.

I will be covered in pustules.

I am losing 30 pounds.

Don't touch.

It's hard, really hard.

I'm going to quit school.

Everyone has it there.

I felt it.

Thanks.

Don't you recognize me?

I did the workshops with you guys.

Of course.

I saw a vacancy for waitress.

That way I could be here, too.

Sure.

And I get free tickets to all the shows.

That's great.

Is it going well?

Yes.

It must be great.

Yes, at the same time

isn't it...

-Not? -Not easy, but...

What is not easy?

Nothing...

Everything...

Life.

Life is not easy for anyone.

Still great to be here.

I mean,

at the heart of European theater.

The world's best directors...

I saw Koltès.

-Do you know him? -A little bit.

Excuse me.

I am afraid.

I am pregnant.

Étienne doesn't know about anything. I want an abortion.

It's probably a boy.

He will grow tall and handsome.

He will be smart.

He will protect you.

Then, at age 40, you will

Dreaming of that tall, handsome boy,

that smart kid

that is gone.

The abortion is already done.

This morning.

Alone?

I went to the hospital.

I was given anesthesia.

I woke up as the same person.

And will never be the same again.

Look closely.

Look better.

I do.

I don't have it.

Look in your pockets.

I looked. I don't have it.

Damn.

Étienne?

Étienne?

Étienne?

Then you look at me strangely.

You burst into anger.

You shout.

You follow me like you're spying on me.

Why this oversight?

What am I to you?

Stop, Platonov.

You lie.

I am not afraid. I don't care to be afraid.

Where was he?

It is empty, though.

I looked everywhere for you. I was worried.

I'll be right there.

You hold up the walkthrough.

-May I? -No, you may not.

-What is it? -This is crazy.

-What is deranged? -You make everyone wait to...

You want to be courted, is that it?

Do you want to woo me? Good. Come on. Just like before.

I'm fine with it.

You can't hear the truth now.

What, what truth?

From whom? You?

Is this coming from you?

-What do you do all day? -I rehearse, I work, I dream.

No, you spray with students.

Do you know what you are?

I'm sure you're going to tell me.

You are weak.

Beautiful. Weak can be charming.

The problem is that when you die,

you are forgotten.

Come, let's go.

The meal is served.

Aren't you happy, Nikolai Ivanovich?

Music.

God, what kind of person are you? It's horrible.

Why do you live? Why no interest in science?

Why don't you work, animal?

Mikhail Vassilievich, leave me alone.

Stop. Time?

-One minute twelve. -Not good.

The premiere is in ten days.

You are imprecise. I am asking for precision,

no emotions.

So.

Stella, you change your clothes After you push the table.

-Yes, sorry. -No excuses. Be precise.

Anaïs, immediately the tablecloth.

Yes, here.

Where is Anaïs?

Here.

The tablecloth, right away.

You make everyone wait.

You turn my play into a stage.

You are making a mess of my play.

Baptiste...

Look at yourself.

What's that? Can't you get dressed? And after you push the table.

After the tablecloth.

All right, Baptiste?

No candlesticks on the table.

Why cling to them like a jerk?

I want them on the table when the lights come on.

Too complicated for you?

You are slow. Go faster.

Victor, the little table. Pushing, rolling.

Don't wear it like a dumb ass.

Yes, but the wheels are broken.

-What? -The table wheels are broken.

May I ask why Victor's wheels are broken?

-No. Why are the wheels broken? -I don't know.

May I ask why Victor's wheels are broken?

Why are they broken?

Why isn't the stage ready? My set is not ready.

Check that the wheels of Victor's table are working.

Check the wheels of all the tables in the theater.

Throughout Nanterre. I do not walk through the city

With a table and wheels that don't work.

Still here?

Want a ride?

Thanks, I appreciate it, but I have a ride.

With my girlfriend.

Come have a drink.

Just quickly. Come on.

Sit here. Come on.

What do they say about me?

-Nothing. -That I am a monster?

Right?

Not at all.

That I'm irritated? Tense?

No, I...

I never said they heard that.

I mean, that people...

I used to be very tense.

But I...

I changed.

Change is good, right?

Yes.

Do you also change sometimes?

Yes.

For example, I once

getting my hair cut.

It wasn't...

I can't explain it. It wasn't that I ...

I didn't want a totally new hairstyle.

It was for a change, yes.

I like to work.

I love to work.

That's what I like best.

Always.

It does not fade with age.

And meeting people like you,

gives me new hope.

Sure.

It gives me heart.

Kiss me.

-Sorry? -Kiss me.

I have to go.

Come on.

She's waiting for me.

Caution.

How is your wife doing?

She is getting new medications. They are very strong.

She is not eating. She has lost a lot of weight.

When I make love to her, I feel her bones.

But she is not afraid.

She is calm because she believes in God.

Where are you going? Do you have anything planned?

No, nothing planned.

I'm going to stop.

I decided to stop.

Go home.

I go.

-I'm sorry. -It doesn't matter.

Can we be friends?

Étienne?

Is anyone there?

Is that you?

I'm afraid.

Call emergency services.

-Call them. -May I?

Call them.

Call them.

He's dying up there. He is dying.

It is good.

It's fine. He's breathing.

He breathes.

He is alive.

What are we doing here?

Did we meet in this cafe?

Yes, in this cafe.

You were late and...

Don't you remember anything?

I remember

That you are beautiful.

You overdosed.

Geez.

We had to come here. You were not allowed to stay inside.

I understand.

They refused to call an ambulance.

I had to cross the street To make a phone call.

Who?

An ambulance. We are waiting for it.

Why did you do that?

As if you called the police.

You always decide for me.

You need to go to rehab.

Find a stand-in and then find a place.

They do understand. I can help.

The lady organizes it.

Where should I go?

Where do you want to put me?

I want us to break up.

I love you, but I want to.

I understand.

Étienne.

Wait for me.

Sorry.

Hello.

I am calling for AIDS test results.

Are there any? My girlfriend and I were tested three weeks ago.

My name is Anaïs Buisson.

And my girlfriend's name is Claire D'Arbasy.

Ma'am, sorry, could you please give them over the phone?

They are in front of you, but can't you give them?

Give me the results, ma'am.

I beg you.

Anaïs.

Hello, ma'am, I'm Claire D'Arbasy. We really can't come.

We are

abroad.

In Italy.

We are working on a film by Bertolucci.

What if you were in our shoes?

We are so worried.

We need our results now.

Please, ma'am.

Please.

We are negative.

We don't have it.

I've been waiting for you.

I was sleeping with my mother.

Let's dress up.

I like your back.

There.

Right there.

So beautiful.

Come on.

Aren't you guys changed?

-We're going to do that now. -Shoot.

Last time, during rehearsals with Juliette,

When you ate the apple, you licked your knife.

Do that again for me.

I also like your neck.

One thing is certain, act like this and we won't go on.

I don't. I'm canceling it.

It's not a hobby, acting. It's not nothing.

It's dangerous, seriously.

You have a responsibility when you act.

I can be here, leading, directing,

but I need to see that this production is important to you.

Don't you get hit in real life by love stories?

The act of living?

Is it important to you?

Does it make you suffer, laugh and cry?

You are supposed to portray life.

Why do I have to sit here and watch at people on stage pretending?

That makes no sense.

Then I'd rather sit in a cafe watching real people.

Why waste my time in a theater, watching people who...

Who feel no need.

No need to act.

Nothing.

You are playing Chekhov's characters.

You bring nothing to the stage. Nothing.

No loneliness, no passion, no life.

Nothing.

Again.

We do the fireworks scene.

What scene?

What scene is it?

Act 18, scene two.

Act 18?

Act Two, Scene 18.

Sorry.

He gives me stress.

Let's be friends.

Why should we be enemies?

Just a few more words, please.

There they are, the main parties.

Damn.

Come all set off fireworks.

Give me your hand, Mikhail Vassilievich.

Thank you kindly.

Mom, where are you?

My god.

Platonov.

Mikhail, Sergei. Wait until we are all here.

Come, Sofya, you seem sad.

Where are you all?

I am coming.

You are the genius, not him.

I know.

I would only want to work with you. All my life.

Yes, you say that now.

No, I mean it.

I'm going to do some work.

My heart warms when I see you.

Mr. Chéreau.

I did the workshops and was sent away.

You liked me and I am here.

If you need me.

Listen to me...

I can do it all.

I can be funny.

I am aware

That I want us to get married.

So.

Three more days of rehearsal to go.

I want to delete the third and fourth acts.

So we do act one and two up to the fireworks scene.

It's a lot of work.

The first two acts are many.

Excuse me...

Then I have nothing to do.

-What, I can't hear you. -I have nothing to do.

What do you mean?

Katja's scenes are in the third and fourth acts.

I know that. But you're still in it.

But the scene with Stéphane, "I have eyes," for example....

-Is it out? -It's no different.

What's the point that I am doing this school?

Stop.

I learn nothing

If I only get a guest appearance.

It is not a guest role.

Yep. I push senior citizens around and serve meals.

Does acting require you to speak?

No, acting requires me to do something.

Doing something, such as serving meals.

I don't want to serve meals.

So it's a mistake.

A mistake.

I didn't want you here.

Pierre insisted.

In the results had your name added.

Pierre did. I didn't want you to.

It's only because Pierre insisted on it.

You don't touch me.

Excuse me?

Deep down, you do feel it.

I can't do anything about it.

Excuse me...

Excuse me, I want to act in Platonov.

My scenes are at the end.

Now it has been decided to shorten it

and I no longer play in Platonov.

And that makes me sad After learning the whole play.

I don't care How hard you worked.

You have a big butt. That's a problem...

What are you doing?

I love you.

No.

Sorry.

One,

two,

three...

And naked girls Throw themselves at my feet

They admire and kill me

And fighting for my virtue

If I no longer

Their idol am

Will I go back on stage Like in the glory days

I will make my eyes cry

I will say goodbye

And next year I will start again

And next year I will start again

I am selling my body

For posterity

At school they say I'm queer

That my eyes stink of alcohol And that I should stop

They pull me to pieces

And taint my past

Then I will be old And I can die

I will look for a god who can forgive me

I want an unhappy death

No regrets

I want an unhappy death

Ms.

Your friend's mother Is on the phone.

Hello?

No. I just said he's not.

She keeps saying Étienne is dead. I said no.

You are wrong.

Check it out. He's probably still breathing.

He always does. We know that.

Stop. Stop talking now.

I don't understand. I hear ambulance sirens.

Is it true?

What are you doing here?

Did you sleep here with me?

What time is it?

The fire in a reactor of the nuclear power plant

at Chernobyl is under control.

The number of victims, hundreds according to Western experts,

are, according to Moscow still only two dead.

The mass of radioactive air is slowly moving toward southern Europe.

On this Thursday, May 1, 1986

Are the French hostages in Lebanon, Marcel Carton, Marcel Fontaine,

Michel Seurat, Jean-Paul Kauffmann,

and the crew of Antenna 2, Philippe Rochot, Georges Hansen,

Aurel Cornéa and Jean-Louis Normandin still not released.

Will there be an autopsy?

Probably so.

For overdoses, there is always an autopsy.

It is mandatory.

And there is an investigation.

-Like suicide. -Stop.

It was not a suicide. It was an accident.

Or we will go home

through the park

And we wander the streets,

crying

and desperate,

wondering how this can be

and go wild against him For leaving us.

Or we go through that little door there

and we try to put on our costumes put on

with difficulty.

Then we try to act.

We try to

Because it's what we can do.

We are trying to perform for people who didn't know him.

Who have no idea.

Therefore, we try to to do it the best we can.

Thinking of him.

Wait.

Who will play Ossip?

No.

I do.

I am aware that I don't want to act.

I will even kiss them again.

A game of chess perhaps?

Go ahead.

It is already late.

Our guests must be hungry.

For sure.

I am terribly hungry.

I don't have to ask you anything.

You are always hungry, even if you eat every ten minutes.

So eat up.

Maria Efimovna.

What do you want?

Excuse me. I am asking publicly for forgiveness.

My shame burns.

Your hand, please.

Let's make peace, no more crying.

-Peace? -Peace?

Here she comes.

Here she comes.

Come, Sofya.

We talked with Vengerovich for so long that I completely forgot about the heat.

I am mesmerized by our garden, Sergei.

Which road do you take home, Porphyria? The Iusnovska road?

No, Iusnovska is the long way.

Go straight on to Platonovska.

I know Platonovksa. Is it still there?

Of course.

A long time ago I knew the owner. Platonov.

Sergei, what became of Platonov?

Maybe she should ask me.

I believe I know, but his first name escapes me.

I knew him a long time ago. His name was Mikhail Vassilievich.

Yes, his name is Mikhail Vassilievich.

I knew him when he was a student,

Almost a child still.

Are you laughing, gentlemen? I don't see what's funny.

It's time to finally recognize him.

Otherwise, he is bursting with impatience.

Why did you come to New York?

I don't know. I...

I had to come. I felt I had to come.

Okay.

Tell us what happened.

At first there was no one there.

And then...

I saw it. He is here.

I could touch it.

The tiny ear, really tiny.

Then I put my arm under his body.

I felt his body on my arm.

It felt so nice.

What about him?

Was he happy?

He was asleep, so I don't know.

I hope so.

Okay.

Are you okay?

Yes.

Do you smoke?

Give me one.

Camel.

No, I don't hear it.

Wait. Now I hear it.

Stop.

Stop.

Étienne?

Where are you?