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VIRILITER AGE - BEHAVIOUR -

MOTTO OF CALDERGE COLLEGE

Amberson.

Breathtaking as if he were the last man beats with a nice piece of footwork.

Short cuts have been made with the rules.

This boy is as flexible as a swamp cat. An outsider.

A rising star in the sky, it shines in the stream today.

This phoenix rose from the ashes from a scholarship ...

will be his name in the history books from Caldermount.

In your dreams, student. - Sit down, freak.

Jeffreys.

Audley. - Yes.

Robinson.

Birtles. - Banham.

Aitken.

Dale Harris.

Aitken.

Howard.

Huxley.

Father, I haven't had yours for a while heard, so an update soon.

Montague.

Bingham.

Bratby.

I auditioned for Streamers.

Johnson.

It went well.

Vickers, class representative, and Winchester are captains.

Gunderson.

Everyone wants to be part of Winchester's team.

No, you, Noodle.

Amberson. But that doesn't matter I've only been here four years.

Fortunately Winch is a good friend of mine.

Streamers, gentlemen.

The tournament of kings.

Why play for the Founders XI? - Great, sir.

You sound like a bunch of civil servants. Do you want to be that?

Pencil brush in a two-in-one hairdresser? - Like Amber's father.

Why play for the Founders XI? - Great, sir.

The qualification starts.

They won't ask why. - They will do alone and die.

Did I tell you about Streamers?

It is 300 years ago only played on Caldermount.

Strange that it didn't work. It is so nice.

Little Gidding.

Really an intellectual game. It's about reason.

It looks like chess.

And away, German bites.

The baby is coming.

There is the boy.

Winchester is by far the best. Stand there about 30 of his relatives on the honorboard.

He was literally born for this game.

The Ambersons are not on the plate of honor. Not yet.

I may need a little bit.

Drill well.

Score, climb on a wall and hit a tree stump with the Streamers ball ...

which is technically not a ball, because it is square.

Now I get it.

Caldermount is not about thinking, but for bragging.

To earn your place in the history books.

Hurry up possible.

And that's what I did today.

Shoot in the sky.

Boast.

Make a touchdown.

Take a touchdown, Noodle.

Make a touchdown.

Make a touchdown.

Death dead.

You might think you were rebellious. - I drowned, sir.

How do you help a tradition better killed than with your death?

You must go to the director. - No sir.

I understand, Amberson.

You are a roach in this huge pond. Caldermount is swimming or drowning.

Cockroaches can swim, sir.

Okay, a faded cockroach. What are you doing then?

Let yourself drown or hold on Did you stick to a friendly salmon?

Sorry, are you the salmon?

Look at my male sincerity.

Look at my worthy attitude and my brave upper lip.

Make sure you look like me and it will be fine. - Yes sir.

Half rations. Run with a bucket.

Do your best and play the game.

You will be grateful to me for this. - Yes sir.

And laugh Amberson.

This is the best time of your life.

Nice shot.

Little bird.

To fill. Back at seven.

Plebeian.

Shit.

Idiot. See how you walk.

How can you be so blind? Those boxes are huge.

Sorry.

Can I call someone? Someone at the hospital?

You are french.

How do I contact your caregiver?

No no. I am not sick.

No? You look like as if you peed in your pants.

Are you dangerous? - No, I'm a schoolboy.

Amberson.

I'll help you up.

Cool.

How can I...

help you

You could wear that.

Understood.

And then ... One, two, three.

What do you keep in this?

You must think that this is a great book. - It was written by my father.

That won't happen as long as I live. Never.

No.

I'd rather die. This school want me to dress up like Batman.

If you are Batman, Gotham has a problem.

Load the car. We go.

Dad, we can go when your new book is ready.

You need this job.

No, I don't need this job. I need money. Do you know why?

Because those shrews pick me up.

My mother is not a shrew. - She left us, remember?

I almost jumped out the window.

Who is that runner?

Did he piss in his pants? - Hello sir. I'm Amberson.

My book.

Beware, these are first editions. - They are the only editions.

They are all more expensive.

Two hundred and fifty years ago built Sir Thomas Calder ...

The founder.

His school is based of a few simple principles.

Sir Thomas ... - The founder.

Believed in team spirit.

Loyalty.

Discretion.

Know when to take the lead and when you serve yourself.

You have to recreate the world in the image of Caldermount.

The founder.

Dunkirk. Azincourt. The Opium Wars.

The swan of Avon. India. Trains.

Internal combustion. Caldermount.

Long live Caldermount.

The founder.

The day of the founder. What a pity.

That that bad guy Caldermount is being honored. The established order.

Gangsters, piece by piece.

Hello all.

Hello sir.

My name is Monsieur Babinot.

B-A-B-I-N-O-T.

You don't speak it.

You can sit.

As you might know, I'm replacing your teacher, Mr. Nobes.

U. What was the last one? that Mr. Nobes taught you?

Saint-Exupéry, Monsieur.

Saint-Exupéry? Excuse me.

If you want to learn something about something called "life" ...

I suggest...

I recommend you to yourself treat a dose of Felix Martin.

Watch out with these books, okay?

First editions, careful.

Careful, first editions.

Is this in the curriculum, sir?

Teaching program? What's your name? - Johnson.

Open the book on the first page and start translating.

Jacques saved the knife on the throat of the pawnbroker ...

Go to hell.

He whispered to the ...

Against the squeaky pimp.

Squeaky pimp.

Right.

Left, left, left, right, left ...

The bad woman is blonde ...

horse?

The woman has blond hair. Can't read?

Not really. Nobesy has taught phonetically, sir.

A good mouth would be enough for a sufficient.

They are random sounds.

He was a scammer? - Absolutely.

Always in the pub. We never saw him.

Okay, let's take a look.

If it's okay, we can all go to the pub.

Not together. I can not. I write a book.

YOU.

Rolled up like a ball in your civil safety ...

never ask yourself questions without answers.

YOU.

Nobody took you by the shoulder before it was too late.

Now the clay ... - Now the clay ...

whose shape dries you ...

and nowhere in you ...

will one day be the musician ...

the poet, the astronomer wakes up ...

which can be original was present in you.

You had to mark the boxes.

It's okay.

Go ahead.

Well, guys ...

Silence.

OK, phonetics.

DEBATE CLUB THIS HOUSE WOULD RAIL IN RUSSIA

If she is looking for action, she is in the right place.

Women prefer Roger Moore above a Sean Connery.

Mom thinks I'm charming.

French girls are riotous. No morale at all.

You only get their cat if you take them out.

I only go for Rosa Luxemburg. - I bet on Winchester.

Amberson?

Your father is calling.

Dad? - Come to my house at midnight.

I want to see you. - Who is this?

Good evening, Agnes. Two camparias, please.

Shit.

Why didn't you come last night? I've been waiting for you.

Do not run away.

I have to be back by seven. - A minute.

What do you want from me? - You're a nice kid.

Nice? No. Do not believe ...

I'm a ... - Okay, look.

At home in Nantes I knew a lot of boys.

They played a game. Want to be macho or smart.

And I thought: go crazy, you are so empty.

I have the same opinion. About girls of course.

So...

I wanted to travel, but my father says:

'Do not leave me alone. Then I can't work. "

Is he still writing a book?

He's been in the same book for 18 years busy. It drove my mother crazy.

Now he has to finish it, otherwise he cannot continue.

So I come here to help him and now I am his girl.

I cook, clean it and pick it up underwear. And there is nothing here.

No theater, no library.

La library.

I'm angry and bored.

And I can't say how I feel, because I have nobody to talk to.

Then this happens.

You see someone and you think: maybe he understands?

I know the feeling.

Maybe he's going through the same thing? - Probably.

You can't get him out of your head. - Don't resist.

Then you realize that you like it.

Do you want to give him this?

Him?

The poet. Tall, handsome.

Winchester?

Stop. Don't move.

Stay quiet, I said.

Walk.

Bogey in the red zone. This is not an exercise.

What have you got there, kid?

It's for Winchester, sir. - Then give it to him.

On your knees or I'll do something with you.

Right. You can't threaten me with a wooden gun.

Good shot, hussar.

LET ALL HOPE NAVIGATE, YOU ENTER HERE

Are you familiar with the unpleasant consequences from wasting my time?

I have something for Winchester.

Can you get a divorce?

Is that a joke? - Does it look like this?

I'm not that familiar with ... - Then you have to participate.

Come on. - Come on, fight back.

Come on, Noodle. Come on.

Everything good?

Winchester, I have a package.

Turn it around. - From the girl.

That French man's daughter.

You are a charmer. Typical winch. - Guys, please.

All bets are off the court.

Come on, Birtles. - We're going to tell the others.

He has decorated a girl. I repeat: Winchester has decorated a girl.

So this ... lady?

Agnes. She gave this to me.

To you? - To give to you.

To me? - To you.

Why? - I think she likes you.

Me? - U.

Why? - No idea.

Wait a second.

Is it porn?

No, it's almost certainly not porn.

I swore that I ...

NEVER TRY

YOU SEE DIFFERENT

WHAT SHOULD YOU OFFER?

What did that mean? - I think that was a challenge.

You have to answer her.

No I can not. - I can help you.

I don't need your help.

I blow her over with my charming bazooka.

Why did you have to tell them? - Sorry. Let me help you.

Why? What do you do with that? - Nothing.

That is suspicious. My father always said: "Don't become a victim of charity."

He was talking about healthcare or the tax or something.

But let's close a deal.

Quid pro quo.

There must be something that you want.

Audley.

I want him to stop ... - Does it stop being such a big bastard?

Deal. - Okay.

Winchy.

We are going to do it. That girl doesn't know what will happen to her.

Cheers.

Come on, leave.

B team.

How can team XI get better? if they train with worthless cotton wool?

All crunches in the stream.

Sorry sir. Do you mind if I ...

Come here, dude.

Can I borrow Amberson?

Amberson? - A moving target.

Something typical of Winch.

Amberson, you can go.

Come on. Run.

You stopped. Why?

Got it for Christmas.

If you want to force the offside trap, wants nothing else.

Cool. - Do you like that?

Then you have not seen what I have got even more. Really crazy.

My face in pins.

This is my face.

But in pins.

Shall we... - Yes, let's get started.

I brought you some tickets. - Beautiful. Come on.

Why don't you write down what you think?

Tree. Here we go. He says so.

I write down what I think.

I think so

MY NAME IS HENRY WINCHESTER BUT THEY CALL ME ...

LIER ...

OR WINCHY

I like LIER THE BEST

I AM A SUPPLIER FROM A CRICKET TEAM

I AM COURSE AND STIPT, MY HAIR IS 100% NATURAL

I HAVE SEEN A SPIRIT FOR A TIME

THIS IS AMAZING

That went very well. - Right. Okay.

Can we try something else? - Of course.

Can you mess up your hair? - My hair is my trademark.

Try to look angry.

Imagine getting completely bald.

Great, if it is. Now turn around a bit.

Right.

First card.

YOU WANT TO KNOW WHAT I MUST OFFER

Perfect. Really, that ... That was great.

You too ... Have you ever had girlfriends?

I? The big winch?

Yes.

Kind of.

I met a girl while skiing.

Do you know what they do after skiing?

I never skied.

That's a joke, right? Now it is just weird funny, right?

Do you find me weird?

Apres skiing.

That was shocking. She rattled on about her family ...

her friends, her school, her clothes, her diet, her dog ...

her feelings. Oh dear.

Good for her, but I didn't pull it.

YOU WANT TO KNOW WHAT I MUST OFFER

YOU WANT TO KNOW WHAT I MUST OFFER

I NEED A YEAR PUNISHMENT

I LOVE MYSELF

SEE ME TIME OUT

BUT IF YOU SEND ME A PIE ...

ALCATRAZ PRISON

WITH A FILE THERE ...

I SEE YOU OUTSIDE

She was at the end from a dead end ...

furious, bitter in her eyes, anger in her heart.

She looked like a wolf dog, but also looked like an otter.

But he was too nice, too generous in spirit.

No, he felt sorry for her.

She thought she was a Karenina, but was no more than a Bovary.

Are you ready? - Yes.

It can be slightly shorter. I mean ... I don't know.

I get it. The man does not like his ex-wife.

LOOK AT ME

I want to know what he does next.

He then rescues the prostitutes.

It's Opium Dimanche. - That's not it.

It does not play in the Bronx.

Why don't you think of something else?

As? - Another story.

I will come back. Keep working.

It's stupid, but I'm nervous.

I had to give this to you.

Agnes, I have it. - Hide yourself. I will come back.

I am coming.

What if my character was an agent? But he is above the law.

He breaks the rules, acts recklessly.

Amazing, right? - Yes, great.

You are not convinced.

What are you doing? - Sorry.

No problem. It's just scenography, design.

Are you a set designer?

No. There was a theater with a learning environment.

An internship.

Yes, but it was in Berlin.

Is that a problem? - My dad needs me.

No me ...

I mean this ...

It is very interesting. It is just like a dollhouse.

Does that sound very stupid?

It's for the game A dollhouse.

Play. Absolutely yes.

The play. Of course. A classic.

You have never heard of it. - Yes. It's about a set of dolls.

A woman leaves in a dollhouse her family behind because she doesn't ...

Agnes?

I think I have it.

Agnes. - Yes?

It's an agent who works with a partner.

In the beginning it doesn't click between them, It does not work...

but slow they become a super team.

Amazing, right? - Yes, that's great.

What are you doing?

Do you still want to go to Berlin?

I say this because I love you.

An artist has not alone passion needed ...

but also... - Talent?

I'm not saying you don't have talent. Not at all. But...

Go to sleep, we'll talk about it tomorrow. - Kiss, sleep well.

Is everything all right? - You'll get used to it.

Everthing allright?

Bye. - Sleep tight.

Are you stopping Amberson, okay? Just a little.

Hey, class traitor. It's a bomb. - It's orange juice.

Don't you know the anarchist cookbook?

I send a message to the Prime Minister: the revolution has begun.

Good morning, Winchy. Vickers.

Cock. - He talks to you.

CALL ME - 03163625

I can not do it. - Of course.

Say you didn't like the cake.

Why? - I think they like being bullied.

Tease her.

Your cake was filthy. - Who is this again?

Hey?

Hey? - Hello, Agnes.

Hey.

Hey? - Thanks for the cake.

He really wasn't eating.

Well thanks. - How are you?

Hey? Are you still there?

Hey?

Hey? - Sorry, Agnes. The connection is bad.

No problem. I just want to talk. - I don't like to talk so much.

I do not like words, but deeds. If I want something, I take it.

I don't want to play a game. - Right.

I am who I am and that is me.

It's like I always say ...

What do you always say?

They teach you to die but only you can learn to live.

I think you are right.

Enough chatter. I have to kiss you.

Take me to the moon. Then you can kiss me.

Take me to the moon?

Gosh, she's one of them.

Take her to the moon? How are we going to do that?

I do not think that she meant it literally.

She wants you to prove it that you are artistic.

I'm not artistic. Luckily not. - Now it is.

Hi. Sorry. Excuse me.

Can the tape go to come to the cricket pavilion?

Salty, Noodle.

You heard what he said. Now.

Amberman.

Mr. Director.

Amberman is a scholarship student. Erasing a 'different environment'.

But we have this rough diamond welcomed and polished ...

And now look, now he is doing a job for the adjutant.

The paragon of a Caldermount boy.

Yes sir. - Yes, Ambrose.

Who knows you wear at the end of a day full of fame ...

clothes full of blood, polished that away ...

wipe your shame and say: "Don't assume that I am what I was."

Are you a fan of Shakespeare? - I go to bed with it and get up with it.

Three two one...

stars.

Moon dust promotion.

And...

action.

Cut. Cut.

I am fine.

Three two one...

What should I say? - Cut.

It is Saint-Exupéry and you must say: "To love is not ..."

"Looking at each other, but look in the same direction together. "

The battery is empty.

I am fine. - Cut. Cut. Cut.

The result is quite variable. - Unless you like slapstick.

I need to resynchronize your text. - I tried my best.

You are just rather wooden.

Don't get this wrong, but you are not Al Pacino.

Not even Jean-Claude Van Damme.

Okay. That detracts to my self-confidence.

It's great this way. - That's not it.

It's just a movie.

Agnes is creative, thoughtful and intelligent.

With this you have to prove that you deserve her.

That you are not too stupid dance for the duvel.

Listen ... I don't need this.

I look good.

And I can play the guitar. Agnes will like me for who I am.

Really? I'm curious how that will turn out.

Do you know?

You can really be a huge dick.

What should I say? - Cut.

Hi. Have you seen Winchester?

I saw him go to the sports field with his guitar.

Oh shit.

On to line two. Keck hangs there. Hello, Keck.

Hello, Rule Two? Keck, are you there?

Shit.

I wrote this for you.

You knocked me off my socks you ... you threw me out

I wanted to make my move

I was disqualified by ...

the love referee

Oh, beautiful girl, I want to be part of your team

i may not be a big talent, but the best hitter you know

unless you are a fan of professional cricket

Sorry, what is cricket?

What is cricket? Oh my God.

Cricket is a game with two teams ...

Just hold on.

They must be in writing are designated for the toss.

With test cricket ... It is not going so well.

I'm sorry, Agnes.

I'm sorry, Agnes. - Henry?

An ironic show ...

An ironic show ...

The young freer ... - The young lover ...

like a troubadour ... - If troubadour ...

An aperitif.

A carrion thief.

On the main show.

On the main show.

That's my boy. That's my Spitfire.

Go upstairs.

What should I do? - You didn't know what to do?

No, I never have ... The boys think ...

Fast. Do I have to lead with the tongue?

No. I'd like her ice cream pause for that matter.

Right. Thanks by the way.

I'm a nice boy. - In a strange way.

You there.

Amberson. - Yes sir. How are you doing sir?

What are you doing here? - A physics project.

I register nocturnal birds. - Night birds?

Native night birds.

The owl. The night hawk. The night heron. The night crow.

The night crow is very elusive. A very special call.

Small scrap. - Huggins? How can I work like this?

This boy is looking at your daughter. - No, Nelly, I was ...

Did you film her? - It's not ...

Spitfire.

My reputation.

I am the immortal part of myself lost and what remains is beastly.

The Moor.

My guest was with the food the South African Minister of Justice.

Dr. Van der Plooij also owns a diamond mine.

He has four sons. Four.

But he sends it to a hotbed of violence, lust and deception?

Decent families like the Van der Plooijs pay your wages.

They supplement what your stock market is missing sneaky peeper.

They pay because they do that believe in Caldermount.

That name, that reputation, that you came through the mud last night.

If this stays between the three of us, I don't demand that you resign.

Quiet please. You need new accommodation.

Somewhere where your daughter is does not evoke their dirty imagination.

Silence.

I suspend every student with whom they are has been caught in a consortium flagrante.

Tell me, who was in that room?

Hello, Mr. Amberson.

Good evening, director.

They are difficult times, isn't it, Mr. Amberson?

The stock market helps. We are very grateful.

Your son refuses to say who was in Miss Babinot's room.

Listen. You may think you are someone protects, but who knows?

Can, Mr. Amberson.

Who could it be?

I do not know.

Run with two buckets. Technical suspension. Fifty hours in the kennels.

You have another chance, Amberson.

Viriliter Age.

Thank you, director.

Come on.

To the ground.

Put the bag over his head. - Did you have that with you?

You didn't betray me, Amberson. We respect that.

Breakfast?

She wants to see me.

That's great right?

MEET THURSDAY ON MIDNIGHT IN THE PUT

I don't want to be suspended.

It must be a bit dangerous, right?

What? - Well ... honey.

It's because of Streamers.

I have to finish myself focus on the boar.

I understand that.

Do you want to tell her?

Sorry, I'm just not so good with words.

Bulldogs.

Bulldogs.

Bulldogs.

Wait. I need your handwriting ...

if I want to do this well. - Of course.

Make sure she knows she's really great.

Bulldogs.

AGNES, I'm sorry, I CAN'T GET TO YOU

AGNES, I'm sorry, BUT IT IS PAST

I'M ALWAYS THINKING ABOUT YOU

RESCUE PLAN

ALEXAN ERPLATZ BERLIN

RESCUE KIT

BERLIN DESTINATION

Proof of transport

WINTER SERVICE SCHEME FERRY

Can I stay with you?

How are you, neighbor?

These are beautiful houses. Great walls.

I have a welcome gift for you.

It is a metal fish. - A pudding form.

Listen, I have a soirée on Friday evening.

Some men get through the day of the founder. Have a drink.

Just be a little crazy.

There will be cheese.

No, thank you.

We write on Founder's Day history. We are warriors, damn it.

Come on. - Bodies in battle, buddies.

Bodies in battle. - Look at the man to your left.

He's your brother. You must want to give your life for him.

Stop.

Where's Henry - He couldn't come.

The director thinks it was him your room was. He can't leave the house.

Did he send you? - Winch said if you trusted me ...

that was good enough for him.

Why ... Why did you hide?

To surprise him. Stupid right?

Are you coming with me?

I? Where to? - What does it matter?

That is not possible. - Yes.

This is my last chance.

I want to ask you so much about Henry.

I would like to tell you everything about him ...

I want to show you what the earth looks like.

Sorry.

Henry is a good writer. He can Express itself. He is authentic, poetic.

Yes, Winch is very poetic.

Is Henry coming with me? - To Berlin?

Yes. He is not happy here. - No, he's very happy.

How? At that terrible school? - It's not terrible.

Stop it. This place is bad for the soul.

What?

Oh, well ... Just ...

the soul?

Stop that.

Don't pretend to be an English pig.

Sorry.

Where are we actually going?

What do you call it in French?

Rouflaquettes.

Rouflaquettes. - Oui.

Oui.

What about you and your family? - me? My family?

Brothers? Sisters? - No.

And you? Are you OK?

Yes, sometimes I feel a little ... - Down?

If I feel that way ... - Down.

I look at people and I imagine their first kiss.

Do you live in a novel? - It's a positive feeling.

His first kiss was so soft.

And that was forbidden.

Maybe a cousin. - Something like that.

And he?

All right?

Okay.

It's 1939 and Victor ...

Is that Victor? Victor joins the Air Force.

Just as the train leaves, leans his childhood friend, Wendy ...

against the window and she kisses him.

She gives him hope and that hope keeps him alive.

Wendy and Victor get married in 1945.

They realized in 1946 that they have nothing in common ...

except that kiss, an illusion that binds them.

Positive, right?

Eventually Wendy leaves Victor a man she met in Eccles.

She is happy. Victor not. He is alone.

Stop. - He thinks so.

But he survived D-Day damn it. This doesn't stop him.

So he buys a leather jacket and an engine ...

and goes after old women.

Because Victor is a charming old man and he has promised himself one thing:

every day the best day of his life.

And your first kiss?

The theater has me offered a job.

What did your father say? - He does not know.

I'm going to accept it. - What about Winch?

He can come with me.

But what if he can't do that?

At first you think they are not Hurry up ...

I'm Agnes.

Never mind. She doesn't speak French.

And I won't call you tomorrow, because you are annoying.

He tells me to ask you What do you want me to call you: Mama? Mom?

That you were injured, is no reason to hurt others.

What do I care for others? And where do you think you're going?

Tonight: THE BUYERS

There is a girl there. Over there.

Buy Amberson. Now.

I can be suspended for this. - I had to see you.

Okay. You are very handsome.

But not meant to be handsome people are often completely idiots.

You would be beautiful empty sleeve. But...

you have ideas, feelings in yourself, a way to express yourself.

I didn't even find your poetry terrible. So you could be ugly.

You could be very fat like ... - Le Michelin Man.

Yes.

Or you wouldn't have arms or legs like a worm.

But then I would still love you.

Come to Norfolk tonight. At ten o'clock. Let's go to Berlin.

Hey, you there, boy. - You there, stop.

Stop.

In line.

Everyone in line. Now.

She has gone completely crazy.

Who? - Agnes.

She thinks I sent her poetry.

Insane.

Do you think you like her? maybe not well explained?

You know, day of the founder, match preparation ...

Maybe I don't have all the details put the i on, not everything checked.

Okay. I know some people make me stupid but I think you are silent.

I wrote her.

But then I kept writing.

And you pretended to be myself?

It is not the end of the world. She wants to run away with you.

No, stupid, she wants to run away with you.

She fell for the shit in your letters from Harlequin.

Do you really think so? - Yes.

She will be destroyed like her find out you're lying to her.

I didn't lie to her. I was creative.

Call it what you want. You don't lie to friends.

How should I know that? I'm Noodle, I don't have any friends.

That's right. You don't have that.

Silence.

Pulls out of the eye of the riot yours, gentlemen ...

or I call for looting and release the war dogs.

Break up. Run, come on.

In line. Tidy in line.

Starlight Express. You don't believe your eyes.

As if there really is a train in the room.

Engine. Tower. - Good evening.

Good evening, Huggins.

Skids. - Good evening.

Bronty. - You are a legend, Huggins.

A true legend.

That is a beautiful bouquet.

I get it, sir. No, we keep an eye on things.

Good luck.

Someone has broken out.

Huggins saw that Babinot girl someone was waiting for Norfolk.

Not on me. I'm listening here to his whining.

I said it. Noodle is cooking something. When I...

Thank you, Vickers.

Bye.

Maybe she's waiting for him. To have sex?

Johnson, that makes no sense. - Come on.

You didn't care for Noodle in the last semester. What do you win with this?

His name is Amberson.

Get out now.

A beer please. - ID CARD?

A ranja, please.

Are you sure it's her? - Yes.

What have you done with your hair? - Nothing.

I wanted to make it look like yours.

Thank you. - You're welcome.

What are you doing here?

Well, then it's over.

Nonsense. You do not miss this opportunity.

Go inside, tell her the truth and let you come away. I distract them.

Bodies in battle.

But wait... - No, it's okay. Go to Berlin.

I have to be Streamers without you.

Why are you helping me?

They teach you to die but only you can learn to live.

That means nothing. I made that up.

Poetry.

Shit.

My car, damn it.

Yes.

Who do you have an appointment with? - Hey.

Take it easy. - Don't touch my daughter.

I came for a drink. - You see? That's all.

She meets a boy. They walk away together.

No, that's not it.

Open your eyes. She has a suitcase.

What nonsense. He is angry, because he wanted to decorate me.

Not true. She lies. - What did you want?

What is your problem?

Pack your suitcase, we're going home. - No, I cut it.

Finish your book or not, you have to Know yourself. I'm not helping you anymore.

Agnes?

You too, Winchester?

They can't do this. I will do everything to tell. This is all my fault.

Seriously, you save the hassle.

Dad thought it was pretty good, all in all.

Where are you going? - Good ...

I'm going wild water on the mighty Limpopo ...

and give me the honor for the game ... - Or?

The army.

Why did you do that?

Because you are a friend.

Are you OK?

With the big winch?

I do not know.

Compadre.

Tell her the truth.

I HAVE TO TELL YOU SOMETHING BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE

You're in the team, Amberson. Do it for Caldermount.

Tucker mate How are things in Rhodesia?

Hi Dad. How was it in Geneva?

Left, left, left, left, right, left.

This is Thomas Huggins of mine alma mater, Caldermount College ...

on the day of the founder.

We are there. What a beautiful day. Young and old. Past and present.

Champions versus legends.

Age Viriliter.

Now that I have been promoted after years as deputy director ...

I have the top from my personal journey.

This is where theirs begins.

They take on the Old Boys, an epic battle ...

that I may lead to my honor.

Come on, Amberson.

Laugh.

Come on, we'll just do this.

Founders Scratch versus the Old Boys XI.

This is it then. The fight in which boys men become men and men become boys.

Have you ever...

Huggins seen with a girl, with a girl

Seen huggins with a girl - Great joke.

Great British joke.

They won't ask why. - They will do alone and die.

Start the exercise.

Come on.

Stop it, Dad.

Run.

Boast.

Come on.

Scoring, crazy.

Agnes.

Was it you?

Why are you telling me this? - Because I really want it.

Because I want to tell you that I am you great find. And I know you are going ...

but I just want to stay here ...

opposite you. Even if I get hit then.

I've never hit anyone. - What about the boys in Nantes?

I made it up. I pretended to be cool, not scared.

Afraid of what? - Life.

Last call for all passengers.

Close your eyes.

Come on.

Scoring, crazy.

Boast.

Dad, I got the defeat dragged of victory. Your words.

Why?

Because I don't want to be immortalized anywhere. On a plate, a medal, a cup.

I'm leaving Caldermount.

Dad, this isn't goodbye.

It must be au revoir or auf wiedersehen.

Or arrivederci, adios, sayonara, shalom.

Your son. Martin.

Translation: Esther van Harten