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!
- No!
I am not who you think.
Who are you then?
I am Frandor.
The son of Earl! Oh...
- Feel better?
- But what happened?
- Nothing, nothing, stage fright.
- Stage fright?
Leave me alone Sabine!
I'm leaving now
I know
I will miss you.
I am Lucas.
There! We're ready to leave.
If my wife wants to
leave these ladies...
Come up, it's cold.
This is nanny. She knew you
when you were very young.
She was there when I was born.
She never leaves me.
She wasn't there
when I was born.
She didn't know me
when I was a little.
What a handicap.
She must not weigh much more than
ten years ago, but she's bigger now.
I'll give her a kiss
and call her "Jij".
Agreed. you give me a
kiss and call me Jij
I used to spend all my
holidays in this room.
When I was a young girl.
Do you like it?
Yes, provided that
I am not locked up.
Why would we do that?
Come.
Bilitis, your poem
what was it about?
About?
Love?
Yes, a girl who...
Did you learn to ride horses
in your school?
Yes, some do that
but not me.
Why, is there a reason?
No, I don't know
why I can't.
Strange. Most girls enjoy riding.
- They find it exciting.
- Pierre!
- Not hungy?
- No, thank you.
You could use a little fattening up...
Don't you agree, Melissa
that she should... no?
- I am tired, excuse me.
- Do you want something for the night?
- I want a large glass of milk.
- I'll go with you.
A glass of milk.
Why not a teddy bear?
He was teasing you, you know.
He does that frequently...
too frequently.
He loves horses, doesn't he?
Yes, that is his passion.
He's just happy around them.
He's mostly at
the riding school.
- Do you live here all year?
- Since Pierre bought the riding school.
- Do you sleep in the same bed?
- Of course.
What a question!
Sleep well.
What are you looking at?
At you, darling. When you were
Bilitis' age. You look like her.
I don't think so.
Say...
What's she doing now?
She certainly drinks her milk...
She is very tired.
She will sleep, and so will I.
Pardon me,
I'm not tired
I undressed to climb a tree,
My naked thighs embraced
the smooth and humid bark.
My sandals climbed
upon the branches.
High up, but still beneath the leaves
and shaded from the heat,
I straddled a wide-spread fork...
and swung my feet into the void.
It had rained... Drops of water
fell and flowed upon my skin.
My hands were soiled
with moss, and...
my heels were reddened
by the crushed blossoms.
I felt the lovely tree living,
when the wind passed through it
so I locked my legs tighter,
and crushed my open lips to
the hairy nape of a bough.
Good morning, Nanny.
Well, you're up already?
Yes, are they?
Pierre left early this morning.
You won't see him until tonight.
And Melissa?
She's taking a bath.
There she is.
- Good morning, Bilitis.
- Good morning.
So you've taken a bath?
- Yes, and you?
- I didn't need it.
Is it true that your husband
won't be back until tonight?
You can call him Pierre.
Yes, he won't be here.
That's good.
Now nobody can bother us.
What have do on?
You will put on a
bathing suit.
What are you waiting for?
- Is it that bad?
- Dreadful.
I will give you of mines.
- On me, it'll still be dreadful.
- Do not do silly, come!
Do you have a sister?
No
I wish that I had.
Come, you can't remain
like that.
The bathing suit is wool,
it will never dry.
I'm used to it, you know.
That's no reason.
You'll catch a cold.
Take that off.
Take it off, there's nobody here.
- You are there...
- But Bilitis...
You could at least help me.
I am dreadful.
I seem a boy. So flat.
I find you nice the way you are.
In school, when then I was your age...
In the dormitory,
where the others slept...
You hurt me.
Does your husband
do that to you?
Stand up!
Listen, stop spying on me,
you hear?
If you have nothing
to do tomorrow...
come to the riding school
and I will give you a lesson.
No thanks, I don't like horses.
I'm afraid of them
I will sleep. Won't you?
You forgot your book.
A book about love.
They no longer love each other
and then they start over.
Goodnight.
Ungrateful age...
No, the beautiful age.
Check.
How did they know
each other, Nanny?
In a riding school.
He gave lessons there.
Did she really fall in
love with him?
First with the horse,
then him afterwards.
I think she made a mistake.
I would have chosen the horse.
Yes. That's something
you can't say.
To who, the horse, or Melissa?
All but please be quiet?
If she was really unhappy...
she wouldn't be as
beautiful as she is, huh?
Dearest Lucas...
No! Not this way! No!
I don't want...
Wait two minutes!
Take your time.
We going to the beach today?
I don't think so.
Why aren't we?
I would love to go.
You're going. I not.
- Why would I go alone?
- You'll see.
Your husband's a brute!
I told you not to spy on me.
It's this house,
you can hear everything.
Once more, Bilitis,
it's my matter, not yours.
And why do you leave by myself?
With your friend you're not alone.
Which friend?
Your boyfriend.
Which boyfriend?
Dear Lucas. Now, you don't have
to write anything in your letter.
- Lucas?
- I said that.
Who's spying on who?
Why are you doing this?
So that you wouldn't
imagine that you are in love.
To lose the illusion, to
get a little experience
I still don't get it.
Just know that nothing changes.
- You want ice cream?
- Yes.
Come. The girl wants ice cream.
Pistachio, vanilla, chocolate?
All.
Serve yourself.
If I understand you well...
you cannot go out tonight...
not tomorrow and not
the day after tomorrow.
Absolutely not.
Why?
Melissa will refuse it
Melissa...
Are you sure?
Yes.
You could climb out the window
Melissa wouldn't want that.
- Now, Bilitis, I'm serious.
- So am I.
That's good!
I work by day...
and you can't go out at night...
That's like the watchman
and his wife.
One wonders when would
they have children.
Do you think of having children?
Wipe off you chin.
Good. I don't work.
We meet each other by day.
You come by bicycle.
Do I have a bicycle?
The bicycle that you'll
get from Melissa.
Why must I ask Melissa
for a bicycle?
Bilitis, do you want us to meet?
Yes.
No. I might want to see you
so I'll come by the bicycle
that I'll ask Melissa for.
And other days you ride your
motor bike to the house.
- You have a motor bike?
- Yes.
Agreed? I come some days
and you come the other days, agreed?
Agreed.
Kiss me for the effort.
This way then.
A kiss, quickly! There!
You've been kissed.
- Watch the ducks!
- The ducks!
- That's Melissa's husband.
- I've seen him at your school.
Did he spend a lot to
set this place up?
That was paid by
Melissa's father.
He's a good looking man.
He's not my type
I sure hope not.
Should I try to ride
in Monte Carlo?
Not bad, but Monte Carlo is
rather difficult, you know.
Yes, but if I have my teacher
that gives me confidence.
Moral support, I see.
Are you going to Monte Carlo?
Not that I know.
They will see us still
I might as well say hello.
You look overjoyed.
Do I go, or do I not?
Maybe not... look.
See you tomorrow,
on your bike.
- Yes.
- What bicycle?
Wait!
You didn't say goodbye.
Look, Melissa, what do I say?
Nothing. You've never met.
Good day, Madam.
Strange manner to
drink coffee together.
Please sit down.
If I'm going I have to get
the horses ready tonight
3 days of hanging around for
chance to win a medal
I find it a awful bore.
But if I don't go
to the games...
You don't need me to
make up your mind for you.
Isn't it in Monte Carlo,
your show?
Yes, how did you know that?
I read the newspaper, you know.
Are you going to take us,
Melissa and me?
Melissa, do you want
to come along?
Not as much as you like
to have me there.
Why are you spinning like that?
She wants to ask you a question.
She's waiting until I'm gone.
That right?
Yes.
Goodnight.
You know, this way you
don't have to drive me.
What way?
If I have a bicycle.
Is that all?
He's wonderful,
Melissa, he's so nice...
Say no more...
you'll have a bicycle.
Thank you!
You use your tongue,
like this, to say thank you?
Just with you
I can't follow you!
That is normal, I'm a man.
It's easy for you,
you have a motor bike.
This is not so easy.
You don't have one.
- Take my picture.
- I have no camera.
Yes, take my picture.
Okay.
This way!
You know, Melissa is
really wonderful.
But she doesn't want me
to talk about you.
Really?
That's difficult, because I
only want to talk about you.
- You don't want to?
- Not that way.
- How?
- I think... softly.
That was my first time.
No, not here!
Not here, not now, not this evening!
You make me crazy!
I'll see if Bilitis is asleep.
Close the windows and shutters.
- Why?
- She hears us!
She's a pest!
I think that I cannot kiss.
What do you do after you
stick out your tongue?
You'll learn.
Teach me.
- No.
- Please.
Some other time.
No, he will take me for child.
- Come.
- No.
- Come.
- No.
- This way?
- Yes.
Am I doing this right?
Melissa, what are you
doing up there?
- He becomes impatient.
- Yes.
- He's going to make love to you?
- Yes.
Can I reach you in Monte Carlo?
Why? To say me that you
can't sleep without me?
Don't forget the blue chamber.
The blue chamber?
Yes, he slept there
I wasn't feeling well.
Exactly the day before I leave.
What a coincidence!
I learned a lot of
things about him.
What?
What a man is, for example...
Not encouraging.
You can rest 3 days and
nights without me.
When I think what he's
going to do in Monte Carlo
I can't tell you, Nanny.
Thus, I can go.
You seem sad that he's gone.
It's not as simple as that.
You'll understand later.
Nevermind.
Are you going somewhere?
Now I feel bad if I leave you alone.
You're going to anyway.
Lucas?
Have you done anything yet?
Of course not.
That's good. You have
plenty of time for that.
Men aren't all like Pierre.
There are some that are
gentle, kind, and nice.
Lucas, perhaps?
Yesterday you were lively.
What's wrong?
Must I jump for joy because you
told me the troubles of Melissa?
You were in a bad mood when I
arrived before I said anything.
I wasn't in a bad mood,
only sad.
Just today when I
want to cheered up.
What do you want?
A person can't be funny everyday.
You work on my nerves.
I lived with a girl that I just
left because of you.
That is normal...
That's good! Normal!
I'm not very happy!
You regret it.
I don't regret it!
Is that your boyfriend,
the photographer?
That does not concern you.
Your boyfriend and your
problems are not my matter.
And I'm not going
alone to Monte Carlo.
That's none of you
business, okay?
I believe we understand.
Good day.
I was hoping you
would return.
Is that Melissa's husband?
Take me away somewhere please.
- What happened?
- Nothing. Take me away.
Wait.
You're like all the girls.
Let me finish!
You always try to make
me feel remorse.
You feel remorse?
Sometimes, you
deserve a beating!
Go ahead, then.
- Bilitis, I'm warning you!
- What are you waiting for?
Enough! Just stop!
You're driving me crazy.
You're impossible.
Then you must beat me.
Kiss me.
Never.
- Yes.
- No.
- Yes.
- No.
- Yes...
- No...
You're not going to
make love to me?
One does not die from it.
Yes, but I have never...
I've done nothing?
You call that "nothing".
Almost nothing.
Bilitis... listen.
Listen. It's natural for
a girl and a boy...
If the girl wants
the boy, it's normal.
Otherwise he'll look
at other girls.
Do that, go look!
It makes no difference to me!
-It can't make a difference.
-What is it?
What is it with her?
A virgin... huh!
Come here...
I hate men.
You mustn't.
You're like me.
We're made the same.
Be silent.
You can't hurt me.
I'm happy with you.
You're crazy.
I am Pierre.
Alas, when I think of her,
my throat becomes dry.
My head bows down.
My breasts harden and ache
I shutter and weep as I walk.
When I see her,
my heart stops.
My hands tremble, my feet turn cold,
my cheeks burn fiery red...
my temples throbbing.
When I touch her, I go mad.
My arms stiffen,
my knees are weak
I fall before her lie waiting
as if a death could take me.
Her every word is a
wound to me.
Her love is a torture to me.
Strangers passing hear me crying.
Alas, how may I call
on my own beloved?
What do you think?
Listen. It was strange,
it was gentle, it was beautiful.
But it could never happen again.
- Never again?
- No, never.
However, you find that
you don't. I find...
Nothing. As if it had
never happened.
You don't need me anymore.
You again!
I haven't been nice to Bilitis.
So I thought I'd like to see her.
Even if you love me more
than anyone...
you would still need a man.
Where are you going?
- To find you one.
- What?
- A man.
- You're crazy.
You only love me when I am.
If anybody calls for me,
I'm not here.
She's impossible.
- Where is she going?
- To get me a present.
- It's so urgent... that she hurries?
- She thinks so.
You didn't handle her very well.
You shouldn't have.
Not like that. Not right away.
I came to apologize.
She ran away.
Excuse me.
- Well?
- Well?
Well maybe you'll do.
That would surprise me.
Let me explain.
But leave.
I'm not available.
You're wasting your time.
What will you have?
A glass of milk.
Do you always act like this?
Like what?
- You're nice.
- Me, nice?
- The same.
- I said I wanted milk.
Strange manner to meet boys.
Oh yes?
Which games do you play?
Let's just forget it.
You could go, or you come sit.
I've been watching you.
The first when you look... zero.
The second... still zero.
You'll never succeed
I always get what I want.
Come.
- What is it?
- The same as mine...
You don't know what you want.
That I know. A lover.
Not for me. For a friend.
- To do this... for her.
- For her, nice.
A man who's handsome,
and gentle, and strong.
Who won't ask questions
and goes away afterwards.
And who you find attractive also.
Naturally.
She knows what your looking for.
You should've brought her along.
Melissa.
That's her name?
Melissa... pick up a man
on the street? Impossible!
- I like you.
- You'll like Melissa even more.
Perhaps... but what you want
is out of the question.
Why?
Because...
Wait... you're right.
Only she can know.
Only she can choose.
But to see, I have no money.
How much do you need?
Listen, if a person fights with
someone for some reason,
could she speak to him...
without going back on
the first reason?
Do you want money or not?
No, he owes me at
least that much.
Excuse me!
My name is Nikias. You can
find me at my boat.
Well, well...
I'm not coming to see you.
I've decided not to speak to you.
So I won't speak to you.
But... you are Mr. Lucas Mercier,
photographer, right?
Yes, that's me.
Welcome!
That...
and that one...
- And that.
- Yes.
That...
and this one.
Thank you!
Hello, Lucas.
Oh... Mister.
Take him. Nikias!
Sorry... it was a task.
And him, why not take him?
Do you know each other?
Yes.
Why me?
No importance. Have any left?
I must reload
- ...or do you have enough?
- How many do you have?
That's good.
I guess 50% reject...
I never miss a photo.
No, not the photos...
the wrong places are bad.
Oh... the places.
I didn't hire you to make comments,
only photos, that's it!
Very good.
- Do you do want an envelope?
- How much do I owe you?
One kiss.
I already paid. Greetings.
10, 11, 12
13, 14
- Don't you like any of them?
- No
15, 16...
I'm afraid your photographer went
through all this trouble for nothing.
What about the
photographer, himself?
I might not say no to him!
- No really?
- You seem hesitant.
No... that's not it...
You don't want me
to be happy?
- Yes I do!
- Let's continue...
17... 18
19...
That's my friend, Nikias.
Even if you like him,
you can't have him.
- I don't think anyone can.
- Pity.
When I try to imagine
you with a man,
it's always a
different man...
and each time,
I can't bear it.
With Pierre... it's dreadful.
I should never have
let you love me.
I would've loved
you anyway.
Maybe some I love,
it will be different.
For me and for you.
- I will persuade him.
- Lucas?
Of course not, Nikias.
You said, "With someone
you love..."
I don't love Lucas.
Not anymore.
It's as if I never loved him.
Can I invite Nikias here?
But what you said to me,
he might not accept.
I can try.
- It's important to her, Nikias.
- I don't know her.
And it's also important to me.
You did hear me.
Yes, but, I'm only asking
you to come and see her.
We invited some friends and
you could bring some too!
You said you like me,
prove it then.
You'll regret it.
Yes...
Agreed.
- Are you crazy?
- Yes, I'm crazy.
You're crazy, Bilitis
I know. People are
always saying that.
Look...
- Perhaps these?
- No.
Perhaps these? For you.
- For me?
- Perhaps...
Very well... these are for me!
And these are perfect for you.
I know how to do your hair.
It's ridiculous asking all these
friends at the last moment.
Why? We invite them,
they accepted.
Nikias will probably bring
some people over too.
We could've postponed
it to tomorrow.
It's too far away, Melissa...
I couldn't wait that long.
I thought this
was for me.
It is for you
I want you to be beautiful.
Absolutely beautiful.
If I was Pierre,
I know what I'd do...
with the riding school
Pierre is not here?
In Monte Carlo,
for the game.
Melissa is adorable.
The champagne is delicious.
But what are we doing here?
Isn't she beautiful?
I've bathed, dressed,
and fixed her hair.
If I could love her...
I'd have to get
rid of you first.
On which manner?
Kill you.
Can I show you the park?
Can I throw everyone
here out?
You know why you're here?
Hasn't Bilitis told you that
I'm never somewhere entirely?
Bilitis always exaggerates.
Bilitis doesn't know
what to expect of me.
She thinks she knows.
That's different.
When I arrived,
you were dancing.
I was all alone.
And are you now?
Who is to decide? You? Me?
Nobody can decide about that.
No, it's not possible.
And you know it, and I also.
That's true... and not true.
Come!
Pity about Nikias...
You know...
He doesn't belong with us.
In fact he belongs to nobody.
You look so alone
and far away
Melissa, embrace me.
You were to
find me a man!
Come dance with me.
Suppose I asked you
to come to my room.
That's foolish. I know you...
And I know myself.
Not him.
No.
It's true...
I would've had...
Do something, Nikias...
- It's you.
- That's what you want
I didn't invite you
I thought it was an oversight.
Don't worry about it.
Bilitis was hoping you'd come.
Thank you.
Do you still hesitate?
Go on!
Come...
I know.
We already met each other
I told you, "It could be
someone I love."
Let's go
Melissa...
Ah... it's you, Nanny.
What's happening here?
What are you thinking about?
Who are you thinking about?
Have you noticed?
She laughs...
She laughs... when she
trusts you.
Yes...