Blue Is the Warmest Color Page #3

for instance...

"ugly" went to the Salon of the...

Ugly.

Sort of the Salon of the Ugly.

The best artists.

You like painting?

I don't know much, but I like it.

What do you know?

Picasso.

And...

Picasso.

So you already know...

Picasso.

What do you do, Adle?

I'm in school.

Oh yeah? What are you studying?

Literature.

I haven't graduated yet.

I'm in high school.

I'm doing French lit.

Okay, I see.

What's your favourite subject?

Depends on the teacher.

If the teacher inspires me,

I like it all.

I find it interesting.

It's a problem,

because my grades can vary.

They can drop

from 15 to 4 in a year.

From 15 to 4?

From 15 to 4?

With you it's all or nothing.

But...

they don't vary in French,

because I love to read.

And languages too.

Because...

- In fact I love English.

- I'm lousy at English.

Really?

It's something I'd really like to...

I should take English classes.

My accent is sh*t.

It's horrible.

- I'm really good.

- Really?

Lucky you.

And since I love American movies,

now I can watch movies

What was that?

I can't remember.

Say it.

I love American movies.

Like what?

I love it all. Scorsese, Kubrick...

Hey, honey.

What're you up to?

Not saying hi to my cousin?

Cousin!

Cut it out.

How old is your cousin?

Allowed to be here?

Girls, show some respect.

We're going clubbing in Belgium.

Want to come?

- Good for you.

- What? You coming?

Come along with us, honey.

You can bring your cousin.

Hey, cousin...

She's cute!

We'll be waiting.

Five minutes!

What high school?

Pasteur.

Damn it, Emma!

I can't talk for five minutes!

What do I owe you?

It's paid for.

How did you do?

I flunked it big-time.

And I studied during break.

You cheated.

You were caught red-handed,

like an a**hole.

- How are you?

- And you?

I was nearby.

I thought we'd have a drink.

Adle, you know her?

Adle!

Adle!

Adle!

Adle!

See that tomboy?

Where are they going?

Can I move?

- Sure you can.

- Really?

No, stay like that.

- Seriously?

- Yeah, you can move.

Thanks.

Thanks for what?

Just thanks.

Embarrassed?

A little.

Really?

Yeah.

It doesn't make you happy?

It does.

Doesn't show.

I don't get sketched every day.

You often draw people you meet?

No, not often.

I just felt like it.

- My hair isn't a mess?

- It's pretty. Don't touch.

I rarely do portraits.

I pick a detail.

And I use it again after.

Differently.

It can be...

a skin fold by the lips

or an emotion in the eyes.

"The mysterious weakness

of man's face."

- Know that?

- I don't think so.

Sartre.

- Know him?

- Yeah, but I never heard that.

I tried his essays,

but I didn't understand.

I prefer his plays.

You know Dirty Hands?

Yeah.

- Like it?

- Love it.

Me too.

Try Existentialism is a Humanism.

Good introduction to philosophy.

And not too hard.

The idea behind Sartre is that

existence precedes essence.

We're born, we exist...

and then define ourselves

by our actions.

It gives us a great responsibility.

I think I read it. I'm sure.

- Really?

- Yeah.

But I didn't understand.

Maybe I'm bad

at philosophy, but for me,

existence, essence

is like the chicken and the egg.

I don't think we can

ever know what came first.

You're funny.

None of that stuff matters much.

He started an intellectual revolution

that set an entire generation free.

He said we can choose our lives

without any higher principle.

I was big on Sartre in high school.

- Really?

- It did me good.

Especially in affirming

my freedom and my own values.

And the rigorousness

of his commitments.

I agree with it.

Sort of like Bob Marley.

Yeah.

Almost.

I'm not so sure of that.

I'm almost sure of that.

Their ideas are similar.

You know "Get Up, Stand Up"?

Yeah, I know it.

He's committed.

It's true.

Same as Sartre.

Philosopher, prophet...

same thing.

You can help me with philosophy,

because you seem...

Whenever you want.

I have to go.

I was supposed to meet Sabine

15 minutes ago.

Want to see?

You don't have to like it.

Yeah, I like it.

It's strange,

because it's me and it isn't.

It's a sketch.

It needs some work.

I'll give it to you.

Been with Sabine long?

It's been...

about two years.

Why?

I have to go.

What's your schedule like?

I'm studying for exams.

But maybe I can squeeze you in.

Yeah, I'll have time.

Here's my number.

Promise you'll call?

I swear.

Okay.

See you soon.

Deal.

Here she is. Speak of the devil.

A friend of yours.

Someone named Emma.

You're welcome. Good-bye.

Just checking

you gave me the right number.

Think I'm avoiding you?

I don't know.

Since I'm the weird

and imposing type.

You think you're a certain type?

Maybe.

The type who's over 18

and hangs out in gay bars.

I think we're pretty different.

I'm not so sure.

You can't tell from one meeting.

How are you?

And you?

Got a light?

Who was that girl who came?

With blue hair.

A little bit dykey.

- Whatever.

- Totally.

Blue hair doesn't mean dyke.

It's obvious she eats p*ssy.

Where did you meet?

I met her in a caf.

In a caf?

Not in a gay bar,

by chance, with Valentin?

He said you went out with him.

Why hang out there?

But I don't.

You didn't go with him?

He told us all.

I don't know why he said that.

Valentin!

You go to a gay bar with Adle

the other night?

- Yeah, so what?

- Just asking.

You lied. It's not good.

I didn't lie. It's just that...

we were out walking,

and we had a drink, that's all.

- That was all.

- Just a drink in a gay bar.

- Okay, no problem.

- End of story.

We're just asking.

Why did she come meet you here?

Because we're friends.

Why don't we know her

if you're friends?

I only just met her.

You already eat her p*ssy?

- What bullshit.

- You're fast.

You were this close!

We were just talking.

Talk to friends like this?

You talk to me like this?

You blew me off and ran after her.

Is she the new woman in your life?

Fess up and tell us.

But there's really nothing to fess up to.

She's a friend.

We were talking, so we were close.

What you're saying sounds phony.

I don't know.

It sounds phony because...

you're all grilling me.

Admit you eat p*ssy.

I don't care if you're a lesbo.

It's your life.

But you've slept naked

a few times in my bed.

That's harder.

- I'm a friend.

- I know.

I prefer to be clear.

So admit it.

I won't admit to what I'm not.

Give us a break, Adle.

Some lesbo comes

and picks you up at school...

She's not a lesbo.

Don't deny it.

You can see it from a mile away.

You're a lesbo?

Fess up.

I don't care,

but keep me out of it.

You'll never eat my p*ssy.

I'd never touch you.

I'm no lesbian!

Chill out.

Don't tell me to chill.

She's talking crap.

I'm fighting back.

You're freaking out!

You're talking crap in front of everyone.

I'm not a lesbian!

Relax.

- You relax.

- We're talking.

Just fess up.

She jumped down my throat!

Relax. How old are you?

How old are you?

I'm not a lesbian. Are you stupid?

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