A House in Spain
A film by Isabel Doval
Toro!
Toro! Hey!
- You did that on purpose, didn't you? - Did what?
If you kept turning sideways like that, you'd be dead by now!
I know what the audience needs. A thrill! A Spaniard, that's who I am!
Well then... Watch out, Spaniard!
- You're crazy! - And you are dead!
Not again? Haven't you had enough of it?
- Esteban, come here! We need good players. - Dad, I don't want to!
That's not his cup of tea. We need a sportsman!
It's a cunning play, but we all must take part.
Watch the goal keeper. Get ready as if to kick the ball but miss it.
Then Manolo runs to it and kicks, got it?
Understand?
Did you watch the soap this week?
I'm sick and tired of it. All the episodes are the same.
So what? That's how life it, get used to it.
Mum, Jeanne is in love with John.
But John loves Marie, not Jeanne.
When Jeanne finds out about it... Poor Jeanne!
Stop getting on your mum's nerves!
You should go to a drama college. He's got the talent.
Why can't I go?
Because you can't make a living from acting.
Antonio Banderas earns a living. Do you know how?
He works, works and works.
You take after your mother. All you want is to be famous and on all the posters.
If you work hard - you get there. Otherwise life will pass by uneventfully.
- Do you know how they make ham? - From cat's flesh.
What's wrong with you?
He said that ham is made out of cat's flesh.
- What kind of talk is this? - He said so!
No, that doesn't worry me...
You're quite different. I cannot get used to it.
And that worries me.
It's stupid but I just got used to a peaceful life.
And with you is that constant hustle and bustle...
...let's go here... or there... then again... elsewhere...
All the time something new...
Look, I can promise you an uneventful life if that is what you want...
Stop it, you're confusing me.
Are you sure that it's me that's confusing you?
No... It's not you.
It's me...
We'd better break up.
That's sad... very sad, truly.
-Leave the umbrella alone! - At least take the ball...
I'm carrying everything.
- Why don't you stay with us for dinner? - OK, but not for too long.
See you tomorrow.
- Hello, darling. - Yeah. - Thank you again.
Will you come with us again next Sunday if weather permits?
But of course.
We have different plans for next Sunday.
- See you. - Thanks. - See you.
- So, how was it? - Excellent!
As usual, Luis and his friends sang Spanish songs.
And we organized bullfight with Esteban.
I was a bull and almost killed him.
Incredible! Are you hungry?
He wrongly turned sideways towards me.
So, it was quite easy. Can you imagine this? Toreador...
Maxime, have a look at your trousers! Take them off and go to shower!
But Luis is difficult to overcome. He is very strong.
- Usually Luis... - Tell me later. Go and wash.
OK, Mum.
- Hello, Madame. - I'm leaving right away.
Maxime's clothes are all dirty. He was tumbling on the grass.
I was not.
Don't worry, I'll wash them.
That's good.
Till this evening, Maxime. Don't forget the keys!
- Hello! - Hello!
Off we go.
He plays soccer like his father.
Doesn't work! What's wrong with the lift? Constantly broken down.
That's not a problem. I'll use the stairs. All the best!
- I'll look after him - Thank you, Louna!
- How is work? All OK? - Yes.
- Good morning! - See you, Mum!
Have a good day, children.
So, in an imaginary paradise of this sad world,
Esteban Marquès discovered a revelation
to the question: "What is the main legacy of the ancient world"...
Esteban answers: "Approximately 200-250 thousand euros"
It seems, that you perceive school as a prison.
Based on all the nonsense, you've said from the beginning of the year...
you'll not only fail to escape from it
but you'll also increase the sentence by half.
So... the result is "unsatisfactory".
That's too expensive!
Esteban! Come with me for a moment.
Wait!
- What's up? - Job to do.
We can make money.
- Be ever so careful. - I'm always careful.
What's that?
- Cough when you finish. - OK.
- Hello. - Hi.
Are you a truck driver?
Nope... dancer.
I meant... professional, you know...
Yeah, professional, you know...
Yeah.
Beautiful building... I wonder... what era, do you think?
What?
Well, you, as a professional, you should know.
- Listen, kid, I am working... - Hang on! I think, you are curious.
This is not just a plain style.
The walls and balconies - look like Ottoman style
and the rest - Australian style. Especially windows.
The Wood is malington. Malington... that's...
- Yeah, Alright! Understand. - And doors... Uanchous.
- Are you a Finn? - No, I don't drink alcohol.
Don't worry. Repeat: Uanchous. Unachous.
- Uanchous. - Uanchous.
Fantastic doors.
Anyway, I've got to go.
- Nice to meet you, what is your name? - Jack.
- Jack, you are my friend now. See you. - See you.
What a bore!
- Take a look. - Very good!
- We'll need to hide it... - Shit, my mother.
- I will cover for you. - OK!
- There they are. - Hello.
What are you hiding? What have you done this time?
Nothing serious.
- Mum, you know... about your hands? - What about them?
They are so beautiful! I have never noticed before.
Both of them!
Which hand should I slap you with? The left or the right one?
Why?
Let's go. Stop making fool out of me.
She almost smacked me...
What can you do! But what a good catch!.
If anything, we visited Lafayette galleries. Or Prentan.
- No, the Lafayette galleries. - OK, let's go.
What a beautiful shawl!
- Hello, Maxime! - Hello!
Hope I'll see you later?
- We'll come over your place for a drink. - Really?
- Hello, Lucille! - Hello Esteban!
What cool sneakers!
They suit you.
- Do you think so? - Yes.
Mum wanted me to get the pink ones, but I prefer blue.
That's right! Blue is ten times better.
Pink... well... not really...
And ponceau suits you.
- Are we going? - Yes, I'm coming.
- Bye. - See you.
One day I will marry her. She is cool!
And she looks like a Spaniard.
I'm really hungry.
- Manolo, we need to tell you something. - What?
- We decided to sell you. - We need the money.
We will take you to the market tomorrow morning.
You will see that this butcher is quite a nice bloke.
What now? What is the problem?
- He wants pineapple juice. - OK, then why scream for?
- Hello! - Hello, Dad!
So... who complained about you today?
Stop crying, Manolo!
- Stop it! That's enough! - What happened?
I don't want to go to that butcher!
- What is the story this time? - Take the juice.
I don't want to!
Well then... we're going.
Don't stay in the attic the whole day long!
- Later start doing your homework, OK? - OK.
- Did you hear what Mum said? - Yes.
It's about time that you started getting good marks.
You'll be doing your own homework, and not Maxime for you.
Maxime only helps you with the exercise.
- No more of it, understand? - Understand.
So, your father was a guitarist in a flamenco group.
And your mother, his biggest admirer.
When she watches him play, she forgets everything else.
OK, good. Just wait.
Your mother was in England then?
Do you think she would talk like this? Let's start again.
This disturbs me.
No... wear it. It makes the whole thing work.
Well, it was you who wanted to surprise her!
She'll like it. Come on, practice!.
They are either parallel or perpendicular. They can not be both.
Here, read the answer to the question.
- Do you think I have a chance with Lucille? - What?
Forget about her. That's enough, OK?
Where is your maths book?
Shit! I left at home.
- I'll go for it. - No need, I will.
Meanwhile try to work it out. It's easy.
When are you leaving? In July?
Yes, at the beginning of July. It's better.
Esteban and Manolo... They'll have finished school.
And how are you going to manage it? Dangle between Saint-Jacques and Bilbao?
There's 55 km between them. I'm not going to travel back and forth.
We'll live at the house in Santiago de Compostela. That's our castle.
I am so happy to be returning home.
Are you going to tell Esteban and Manolo?
No, not until the end of school year.
I'm trusting you! Not a word!
I've been reading and reading and can't get that shit.
I'll do it for you.
How do you like my cocktail?
That's coca-cola and orange juice...
Tasty?
What?
Never mind.
Maxime... do you want to go to your room to play?
You'll be more comfortable.
- No, Mum. - And I said: Yes.
- Your English is not that bad. - What about my English?
- How's it going with Erick? - He left yesterday.
Saying that he needs a break.
I'll try to do the same. I'll call Gilbert.
Why would you want to ring Gilbert?
Didn't you leave him? Everything between you two is finished.
- So, if you don't mind... - Of course I do mind!
I didn't think that you would take advantage of the situation.
I'm not taking advantage of anything Gilbert - he is a great guy, so...
But he is my friend!
Are you going to sleep with my ex?
If he is your ex-boyfriend... What?
Ex... that means Ex...
Fine.
I will not tie up with Gilbert.
Don't touch my stuff!
And what were you doing with Esteban in the attic?
That is our business.
Can I go to have a look?
If you go, you'll die!
Fine.
What are you doing? We agreed that you would wait for me downstairs.
Yesterday evening my parents chucked such a fit.
They really got into each other.
I have no idea what got into them.
Just forget it.
Look at him!
- That's not fair! - Why not?
- Just pass me the ball. - Fine, let's play.
Maxime, come here.
What's the matter with you?
- Let's play! - I don't want to.
- What? Chicken out, don't you? - Just watch me!
- Slow down! What is wrong with you? - Nothing!
We spent an hour in the infirmary to find out where he lives. And you say nothing!
Just go with your friends and forget me!
Why are doing all this?
We are doing exactly as your dad said. Pass it back!
- Maxime, have you seen Esteban? - He's coming.
- Maxime, I would like to ask you... - No.
What's up with Maxime? Did you have a fight?
Not really. I don't know what's wrong with him.
Isn't Maxime coming for lunch?
What is up with you two? Are you quarreling?
No there's no fight... Dammit!
Darling...
Mum...
Where have you been?
At the office.
I'm really busy at the moment.
Wait, I'll cook a broth.
Go to bed.
- They're leaving. - What?
- They're moving to Spain. - No...
I heard them talking about it.
Luis is going to coach a team in the first division in Bilbao.
They are leaving in a month.
I don't want Esteban to leave.
I am sure that he will be happy to return to Spain.
He often speaks of his friends, his home...
family, the sun...
Esteban was born here! He is French!
French and Spanish.
He was growing up her but he is also a Spaniard, just as his parents are.
Imagine...
that you've always lived in Burkina Faso...
That is not your country...
Er... well... you were happy to live there.
Happy to go to school, meet friends, you were true Burkinese.
Burkina faso...
Burkina... in general... If I would propose to you...
to return to your country.
That is exactly the same for the Marquès. They love France...
But they also love Spain. That is their native country.
And you'll make new friends!
Go to sleep. It's already late.
- But Mum... - Go to sleep!
Burkina... They are called "residents of Burkina Faso".
It must be very sexy.
It must be dropped lower.
Cut the neck right down to the bottom.
Yes, but stay still, or else it falls apart.
I will give you a gorgeous cleavage.
- Everything is OK with you, dear? - Yes.
Why are you alone? Where is Maxime?
What has happened between you two?
Let me in.
I've been left without a bull.
They stopped rehearsals.
If you think I am not attentive enough, I promise I'll pull myself together.
Besides, I like acting as if I'm my mother.
Oh, please!
Maxime!
Let me in.
And now have you started talking to a door?
Esteban!
What's the problem?
Tell me, what is it all about?
Will we play soccer this evening?
Marquès against Marquès. Long time since we played soccer together.
Really?
You're as quiet as always?
Mr. Gallier, stop calling your wife names. Learn to control yourself.
Yes, of course.
OK, See you Mr. Gallier... Maxime!
The school director called me. What have you done this time?
- Why did you bash up your mate? - He started it!
If there are differences of opinion between friends,
there are better ways to solve them
You disgraced me.
I warn you! If it happens again, there will be no more TV,
no more video games, or any other entertainments.
I piss on the TV!
You can chuck it away! Fuck that!
How dare you to talk like this!
And don't say that puberty is the reason for your behaviour.
- I have no time at the moment... - You never have time for me!... Never.
Yes.
Ah... Hello.
No, I won't come.
All will be decided tomorrow.
Your client wants more maintenance payment.
If you manage to raise up over 1500, I will invite you for dinner.
Two thousand euro, that's not bad at all.
- I thought that judge would grant more. - It doesn't matter.
Most important is that we got divorced, and I will be able to see my son again.
Thank you, attorney.
- And yet, what a bitch she is! - Mr. Gallier, please, stop it!
No need for it.
I understand but I just can't control myself. She is a bastard indeed!
Goodbye Ms.
An excellent confrontation.
I liked it.
Initially I wanted to prove more, but then I decided...
- Enough. - Congratulations!
- You were very... - Convincing.
Sarcastic.
Once sharp, then benign.
With an open smile. Of course, all that well prepared...
In my opinion, the judge appreciated it.
My artistry.
In other words, I won a dinner.
Tonight?
OK, tonight.
Maxime, are you there?
I want to show you something.
Come out.
I have something for you.
I found a crystal ball. You were right. This is class!
It's a great ball!
You're leaving for Spain at the end of the month.
Well, yes... as always - for a holiday.
- You are leaving for ever! - What?
They are going to tell you this on the eve of the holiday.
But I can't keep it secret anymore.
Already?...
- Very strange. - What?
They always wanted to return to Spain.
They've been talking about it for a long time.
But they wanted to wait until I turned 18.
That's how it should be!...
- That's right... - Is that all you can say?
We'll never see each other and you are glad about it?
But we will be seeing each other!
Crazy! You will be coming to visit on holidays.
You will like our house.
Parents decide about everything.
What can I do?
You must understand...
In life you don't always do what you want to do.
But you can't just leave. Esteban doesn't want to... Tell them!
Yeah... no...
Anyway... I don't care.
It doesn't make us happy.
Not true! You're saying that you're happy to leave.
But if it doesn't make you happy... nobody is forcing you to leave!
Luis, you are capable... to be an assistant of a coach.
Every coach has an assistant. I have been working with Laurent for a long time.
And he doesn't want to part with me.
So I don't.
With him.
- Nothing can be done. Sorry. - Can't he stay with me?
After all Enrique remains in France.
Enrique is 21. He's in the second year of his architecture course.
He has his own apartment in France. He lives with a Frenchwoman.
Esteban can also live with a Frenchwoman. He's in love with Lucille.
- Stop that - He wants to become an actor.
In Santiago de Compostela, he will never become an actor.
He will, he will.. Nobody knows what becomes of him.
Right now he doesn't even want to study.
Maxime, that's enough!
I am leaving for work and my family goes with me.
As for you, you can come to Spain any time you want.
That's it. Period!
Maxime.
I understand his mother completely...
- And I don't. - Really?
Fine.
I like to impress...
- It may seem presumptuous, but... - No.
It can be. I know.
Whatever it is... it so happens that wherever I go,
I feel that people pay attention to me.
I just transform the place wherever I go.
I was told this quite often.
The values are not in the external look.
No, it is something... something...
Much more deeper
But of course!. Depth.
My external appearance and my inner world...
They are in complete symbiosis. Such things do not happen too often.
No, dear... I won't come any time soon. We'll meet tomorrow. Kissing you, Maxime.
I am shocked...
- By my abilities... - Going to your place?
- Yeah... - I never make love to monkeys...
Luis! What are you doing here?
Why aren't you asleep?
I'm going to the chemist.
Manolo has a headache. And high temperature.
Poor Manolo!
You are a good father, Luis...
Going to a chemist for medicine... at 3 o'clock in the morning.
Are you OK?
And you are a good husband...
I want to have my own husband.
Antoine died 10 years ago.
It's time to close the pages of the past.
We can't indulge in sorrow for ever.
But I can't otherwise...
Just can't.
There was a lot of talking for a long time about it, Gradina.
That exhibition... it is your chance.
Who knows... maybe today is your lucky day.
Good morning, dear!
- Where were you yesterday? - Just wait, I have to take an aspirin.
My guest today is Jerome Lambert, a talented director.
- Hello, Jerome! - Hello.
Hello, I called you "Ramzhe".
Jerome, at present you are working on a great musical,
which will be playing in November in Paris, correct?
- That's correct. - And you're looking for suitable artists...
Yes. Careful, don't damage the decorations!
- We are looking for a boy... - Turn down, please.
...for a main role.
He should be around 9-13 years old, able to sing and dance and act on the stage...
Oh, please, Maxime!
...and that's not all.
He also should be able to improvise.
So, please ring us in the studio...
- Turn it down. - Quiet!
Dear friends! Write down the telephone number...
In order to sign in for an audition. Thank you so much, Jerome!
By the way, do you know what "Jerome" would be in Japanese?
- No. - "Jerome"!
What are you talking about?
Has someone died?
No... about nothing specific... just chattering away... see you!
That's OK.
Fuck you two!
He's following us.
I know, I saw him getting off the bus.
Hello Mister.
Where can I find out about the auditions?
- Why are you screaming? I am not deaf! - Somewhere here is going to be...
casting for boys 9-13 years old,
who are able to act on the stage and sing and dance?
You always talk like that? Or only when something amuses you?
Musical-comedy. That is something!
It looks like a hoax.
The camera is hidden, yes?
- Really? no?... - Hidden camera...
No, we are here in regards to the auditions.
Do you need professional actor or not?
I understand. Improvisation. You have played it well. OK, now I'm busy. Bye!
Maybe in my place... Esteban? We need practice...
- Esteban? - Can we talk?
- What are you doing here? - Can we have a chat?
Excuse me, I'll be back.
About the auditions,
why didn't you tell me anything? I could show you a sketch.
What for?
This is what I need!
I know it all. I will make it.
You know it!
You are going to Spain... You will not make it.
Fuck that!
If I get the role, my parents would not be able to go anywhere!
OK then.
Except I just don't know how Arsène will take it...
- I will tell him! - No, I will.
No! No! No! No!
But we agreed!
You made me angry.
Good boy!
OK, here you are.
OK. We're good.
Don't worry!
OK.
Well, what?
Look at him.
Well, he's taken the money.
I only dumped him for you.
OK, let's go.
Who is it?
- What do you want? - What are you doing?
None of your business! Get out!
Oh, please...
Hello!
Hello, Esteban!
- Can I come in? - Yes, of course.
No! I said: No!
Let her in!
This is serious!
Why don't you find yourself girlfriends and play dolls with them?
I am sick and tired! You always like this to me...
Why you are like that to Lucy?
She is cool!
Stop bothering me!
Fine, let's go.
You ready?
Move to the right!
To the left!
You're number 26.
Well, how do you feel?
Fine.
- Let's go then. - We must take a number.
Number 44.
Go! That's us.
- Hello! - Hello.
- Name, surname, age.. - Marquès, Esteban...
I didn't get it.
You have a poor articulation.
Esteban Marquès, 11 years 5 months and 2 weeks old.
- Where are your parents? - Parents?
Yes, dad and mum...
She is a solicitor... she's supposed to come but...
They rang her from the court and stuff...
Decisions, pressure, urgent business, well, she couldn't come.
That's why we're alone.
Next time we will come with mum!
Did you understand? You must come with mum or dad. I can't let you go in.
We have just said: she could not come!
No need to argue with me! It's useless.
- Estabon... - Esteban! - And I am saying: Estebon!...
Get out!
Stop with that chewing gum!
Who is next?
Who?
What a jobsworth!
She obviously doesn't know who she's messing with!
We'll stick to the original plan but the other way around.
You'll distract her, and I sneak in to the hall.
She will bash us up!
We'll change our appearances.
I wear a wig, glasses...
And I will be your mother?
There is one option.
Extremely effective.
Hmm... not bad...
- I haven't said anything yet! - Then talk! Why are you hesitating?
You get on my nerves.
OK, listen.
- We simply... - Yeah... quite simple!
I am sure Louna will appreciate it.
She won't find out.
You just pretend to be her, when Esteban passes... you won't be needed anymore
Just like that?
Can I learn whose head this fantastic idea came from?
- Please do it... - Maxime, out of the question.
Mum! I am asking you!..
I am a lawyer. And you are forcing me to lie.
I can be punished for this!
As I just said...that's it! Enough!
It's getting on my nerves! You never do anything for me!
Esteban and I are always together.
I don't have a father.
And my mother...
...sort of "is" around... then again, she is not.
When Estaban leaves, who I will stay with? RCT.
Shit...
- RCT? - Recalcitrant.
Mum!
My mum has taken care of Maxime since his early childhood.
So you can take care of me...
At least once in my lifetime!
Esteban... leave it please!
Frankly speaking, you are a good mum...
He has had a mental break down, he is on the brink...
On the edge of a canyon.
- Rocky mountain.. - Get out!
Bloody hell!
OK...
- I thought... - Just get out of here!
Stop it, Maxime.
You have done your share, and that's enough for now.
Mum, I need you.
I am working.
I don't want him to go.
Only you can help us.
You said that I can have plenty of friends.
But Esteban is more than a friend to me.
He is my brother.
Obviously, you don't understand this...
You have never been around when we needed you.
You would never go on picnic with us.
Even though Louna always kept inviting you.
You've never gone to soccer match when Luis's team played.
The team always played fantastically.
Whenever we had fun or were happy, you were not with us.
Even when there was a match with Real Madrid,
you had other things to do.
And I wanted you to be together with us!
That would be cool!
You were not there when I needed you.
And today...
I simply need you...
For me it is important!
In this case...
Maxime! I repeat: "No" means "No".
- You are the mother? - Yes.
I am Louna Marquès.
I am Esteban Marquès' mother...
and... Maxime's.
And I can cook very well...
and...
In my opinion, cooking here...
So, it is Esteban Marquès, 11 years old 5 months and 2 weeks, yes?
Yes.
Write in your details here so we can contact you... You can go.
Estebon, you stay!
You will go on backstage.
Me too! Me too, I am also your brother.
But your mother, is not my mother.
That's my aunt!
And me, your brother, Louis.
My name is Karanten.
Even though everybody thinks my name is Louis.
In fact that's you, not me!
Thanks Louis!
I mean... Karanten... I don't know any more!
They'll give you an answer within a few days.
- How many more? - 26.
Next.
Yes, next one.
Esteban Marquès.
- Hello, Esteban! - Hello!
Did they explained to you what is needed?
I describe you the character, the situation and you start, OK?
So... You're the leader of the bandits...
who learns that his gang had just made an unsuccessful robbery attempt.
He panics.
No, now it begins
Look, he stands motionless.
- Well?... - Shut up!
Geppetto, I've got to tell you something important...
Geppetto!... Geppetto, Geppetto... Geppetto
You've let me down badly...
Ernesto, come here...
Closer.
Why are you crying?
- Ernesto, Ernesto, Ernesto... - Thanks, Esteban, thank you!
We leave the poor Ernesto alive...
They give you an answer within a few days.
Not bad at all!
Well... yes.
Geppetto, Geppetto, Geppetto...
Cool dialogue.
- What happens now? - They'll send a letter to your parents.
To your parents. What about his parents?
Mum, don't worry! It will be OK.
Yeah, of course... such a little thing!
They'll soon give an answer.
Next audition could be in one week.
We need to see the postman every morning instead of going to school.
No! I will take care of it. And you go to school and don't do anything silly!
- And what will you do? - I don't know...
- I'll think of something. - That's good.
Looks like you'll have to stay with us.
Yeah, seems like it.
- So we can practice in peace. - Yeah.
So your mum won't learn that my mum is pretending to be yours.
That's enough!
OK.
- We're happy to see you. - So am I.
What an aroma!
That's the paella.
Did you create that marvellous thing?
The dress? Yes, but it's not finished yet.
- It will take many months. Hellish work! - Hang on...
- Emma, you wanted to talk to us? - Yes.
Maxime would like Esteban to stay with us until you leave.
Well... that's too much to impose on you.
They see each other every day anyway. That's enough.
The problem is not with me or with you.
The problem is that...
the separation is going to be painful for them.
I know that and you also know that. We all know this.
Imminent separation of two friends... Oh, what am I saying?
Two brothers!
They have an urgent need to stay together.
Not to separate even for one minute!
Not even for one second!
Now they are living side by side, but...
Soon there will be a huge distance that will separate them.
A huge distance.
Think about it!
Listen to the voice of your heart.
I believe that it gives you the answer they are waiting for.
OK...
Esteban, go to your parents.
It was not easy for your mum to allow you to stay with us.
Also your father wants to talk to you.
Thanks, mum.
Why don't you want to write a poem for her?
Are you out of your mind? With my horrible writing?
That's easy!
Your hair is like gold...
My heart is ripped open...
But her hair is not golden!
- That's not important. - It's not her fault.
OK then...Your hair is like the night...
pitch-black night - to a tee!
OK, but maybe?...
Your eyes are so radiant...
I am dazzled by their treacherous luster.
Or, I love your purple scarf. It's so cool!
When you put on your beret, you are as if in bloom!
Sleep!
What do you do with Lucille?
I mean...
Like, you would say you love her... then what do you feel?
Every time I see her, I wish that she would stay.
This is the key to the letter box, swap it with your mum's, but be careful
- So nobody notices it, OK? - OK.
Hello.
Back already? Already missing your home?
No. I just dropped by to get my books.
Is Manolo in his room?
Of course. Where else would he be?
- But don't you miss the fashion house? - No.
I work for myself.
- Realize many orders... - Do you mean "private"?
Yes.
What happened?
Nothing.
It's because of the toy train. I accidentally stepped on it.
Manolo!
Stop it!
Manolo says that you stepped on it deliberately!
- Me? - Yes.
Did you read the letter?
"Madam,
"We are happy to inform you...
"that you son, Esteban Marquès..." That's me.
"Has been invited to attend the next audition for our future TV programme.
"Please, find enclosed recorded music pieces...
"upon which you son should prepare
"to perform a shoreographed piece."
Esteban, choreographed.
Mum, you used to dance. Can you us show some steps?
- No, I am a lawyer. - That's OK but you were a dancer...
- You must remember something. - Stop it! I am not a dancer!
Hello!
Hello, colleague! Did I disturb you?
No, I am with a girlfriend.
A girlfriend?
I've been thinking about our last time together. Perhaps we can meet up again?
I'm sorry, but over the coming days I'll be busy with my son.
Well perhaps another time then.
If only you knew how my body...
What kind of dance do they want?
What do you think? Is it OK?
It's gloomy.
Wait, I'll open the curtains.
There you are! Welcome!
- And what do you do up here? - Lots of things...
Practicing, improvising...
Maxime, why are my clothes here? I been looking for them.
Actually, why are they here?
Stop that... don't play dumb.
Mum, don't be angry! We're just preparing a gift...
for the forthcoming wedding of Louna and Luis.
Basically you can train Esteban here.
It's quiet here.
- Do you know to dance at all? - Of course I do!
- Get the music. - Sure.
Do you know what the time is?
Wake up!
Esteban, frankly speaking you don't know how to dance.
- I do. - No, you don't. -Yes, I do!
Your movements had nothing to with dancing.
I was practicing.
Really? A lot?
- Yes, every day. - Really, every day?
Seems you need some more practice.
You danced like a psycho!
I don't know... Something got into my head...
Maxime, stop harassing him.
Simply... there was a hat around so he wore it.
That was very funny.
Good night.
- Good night. - Good night.
I'm sorry.
Forget it.
- Here. - What is it?
Wait.
Mum, can you leave, please!
OK... OK!...
- What is it? - What is it, what is it...
For Luise.
No.
No, no.
No.
I can't take it.
If I was an idiot I would give you flowers...
Exactly, so beautiful...
As you are yourself...
If only...
I could be those yearly seasons...
In the summer I would blow a cool breeze...
To keep you comfortable...
If I was those seasons...
I would give you eternity...
full of love and joy...
And safe...
And in my life You would be the happiness...
But I would be just me...
At least accept my heart...
Beautiful!
Esteban died.
What did you do to him?
Nothing...
He is so pale!
Nothing, nothing...
You know that menthol sugar is very good medicine?
I have some.
Then bring it!
- Wake up! - Mum!
- Will it be finished by the end of the month? - Yes.
Mum, Esteban is still dead!
He will come back.
Esteban!
What happen to him?
That's because he has fallen in love with you!
He just worries too much.
Yes?
- Louna, the phone's for you. - For me?
Hello.
- I would like to talk to Mrs Marquès. - That's me
Actually, no, it's not me...
Hang on... is it you or it is not you?
Of course, it's me. I am just talking to you.
- I am the director from studio KCP. - What director?
I don't know any director.
That's for me!
Hello.
- I would like to speak with Mrs Marquès. - That's me.
And I am Jerome Lambert.
Just to let you know that Esteban is expected to attend consecutive auditions.
- OK. - He'll receive a song on DVD to perform.
He's to learn it as is.
However, I have some reservations concerning his dancing abilities.
- I see. - Till Saturday.
OK. I will pass it onto him. Thank you!
- He asked to speak with Louna Marquès? - Yes.
And that is not the first time.
It must be something to do with a bad line.
And did I ring you and call you Emma Breal?
- No. - That's mad!
What is this? Damn!
Is there something that I should know about?
Are you trying to cheat me?
You knew that man perfectly well.
Esteban, stop play acting please!
This is getting suspicious.
I will get to the bottom of it.
Oh! He is so cool! Look!
- Start again. - I've got the hiccups.
- Later. - No, later will be too late.
Where are you going?
To lunch.
I'll be there shortly.
What are you doing over there?
Who? What?
What are they doing in there?
And you too...
Louna, they are making present for you and Luis.
Listen, Maxime told me about your... "empanados".
But what is it? I would love to learn how to cook them.
I'm sure that they must taste good if made by you.
- Oh, I am not so sure... - So... would you teach me? Now?...
Let's go... I can't wait to learn it.
You can't learn it in one try.
I was taught by my mum and she - by her mum.
- And her mum... - Her mum?
No. Sister.
You should feel the dough with your fingers.
Your hands should tell you if you should continue or stop it.
To "feel" the dough.
Looks like you have other things on your mind...
Maybe something to do with Maxime.
Do you understand?
OK, it doesn't matter.
Let's knead it.
- Ah, it's soft. - Yes.
This...
is a way to make sure that I will not know what the boys are hiding...
You are even willing to learn how to cook empanados.
Would you care to come to the Casino de Paris on Saturday at 3 PM?
To theater? And what do I do with Manolo?
Erik can stay with him.
Yes, why not.
Oh, if you can't get it today how the parallel differs from the perpendicular.
Maybe we can take a break?
And what about geometry?
- Wouldn't you like to play corrida? - Not really.
It's time to go.
Erik, what are you doing?
Why did you jam the lift?
I am taking some stuff before you leave.
Since you are moving to Spain...
- Coming? - Yeah. Just a moment.
I'm dropping in to my flat for a moment.
Mum, where are you?
Mum!
I'm here.
- Everything is OK? - Yup.
Where is the desk?
Erik has taken it.
It will be useless for us at home.
Look.
That's you with Jean Vincennes.
You won't remember. You were less than 5 then.
And he was 12.
In that you're sobbing and shouting: I do not want to eat fish!
At the time we were visiting them.
And do you remember this?
When Manolo was baptized.
You looked good wearing a tie.
Do you recognize him?
That's you with Maxime.
Both at the age of 1.
Oh! And I was looking for this one.
Remember, you were so proud to play for your father's team?
Did the memories upset you?
No, not in this case!
Could you wait, Mr Judge, I have someone on the line.
Hello? Gilbert?
I was calling you...
because I felt better... I thought...
Perhaps we can meet?
OK.
OK, that's good.
OK... kisses.
They're here.
It so happened.
- You're late. - Where's Esteban?
I'd take him.
Let's listen how he sings.
Ready to sing?
Mark will accompany you.
Come on.
I want to sing a different song.
Well, if you must...
Do you have a score?
No.
Do you want to sing "a cappella"?
Yes.
We are ready to listen.
Something dies in the soul...
when one goes...
when one leaves, leaving...
indelible mark...
let me go...
I ask you to forgive me...
allow me to leave...
my guitar sings...
It cries when it said "goodbye...
veil of silence covering us...
at the moment of farewell...
Allow me to leave...
I ask you to forgive me...
Allow me to go...
My guitar sings...
It cries when it said "goodbye...
Farewell...
- Where should I put the chest? - In the "red" room.
You will see it straight away, it is truly red.
Is it possible that the walls were so bright?
Oh, Alexandre!
- Hello! - Hello!
- What is your name? - Maxime.
Alexandre, come here.
This is Maxime... Maxime, would you like to meet Alexandre?
- Well then...all the best! - Goodbye...
Goodbye.
Are you meeting Gilbert this evening?
No, I'm spending the evening with you.
Why? Do you want to get rid of me?
Well, since you guessed...
- What are you planning to do today? - To write.