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and frankly, I was tense.

It's all right, Thomas.

I figured you were busy.

My friends from Vienna were in town.

I just wanted to ask you

to join us for lunch.

How many of those

have you had today?

Ada, please stop mothering me.

Alcohol calms my tremors.

You keep saying that,

but you are stuck

in a vicious circle

and refuse to accept any help.

Enough!

All right.

What can I do to help?

I love you, Ada.

Really, I do.

But I need time on my own.

I'm so fed up with staring

into other people's brains.

I need to find out

what is going on in my own head.

At least throw a glance

into your soul.

You are so stuck in your head,

you can't even see

how lonely we've both become.

Yes.

Ms. Lavalle?

I'm going to show you some images,

and you tell me what you see.

What is this?

A bed.

Very good.

And what's this?

A mouse.

And what is this?

Wasp.

And now, what is this?

Reet.

Trr...

Reet.

Keep your eyes open...

And this?

Glower.

It starts with an F.

Glower.

And this?

Heraffe.

Heraffe.

And what is this?

I've started working again.

I'm doing some dubbing.

A bit of synchronization.

I'm doing auditions.

That's encouraging, isn't it?

Since my operation...

I've been having memory blanks.

It's as if something broke

and I can't piece it back together again.

Is it normal?

It depends.

It's different for everyone.

Are certain things more difficult

than others to remember?

Huge chunks of my childhood

have completely vanished.

I remember family gatherings...

that I was close to my father.

What did he do for a living?

He worked in construction.

He didn't say much.

Do you remember

the sound of his voice?

That was a long time ago.

I was 12 when he passed away.

Maybe if you looked through

your old family albums,

it might bring memories back.

Hopscotch is easy.

Do you know any other games?

I don't know. What's that?

Yeah, I'm good at this game.

Cut. Cut, Marie.

A few things need to be tweaked,

but nothing major.

You sure?

It's all there. Come on,

we'll sign your time sheets.

Would you like milk and sugar?

Would you like milk and sugar?

No thanks.

You're cute.

There.

I can't see his lips.

It would be easier

if he was facing the camera, right?

There.

My father's saying something.

He's saying,

"Look, Marie. Wave to the camera."

That's it?

There are other places

where he says more.

Let's make him row a bit faster.

There.

He's saying,

"Look at my new car.

Want to go for a ride?"

"Look at my new car.

Want to go for a ride?"

It's trivial.

It's life.

This plane...

is called...

Concorde.

So, there's "sonic" in supersonic.

Because it goes faster than sound.

- This...

- ...plane...

The fastest...

in the world.

Now, read what you've written.

And then we'll read it out loud.

All right?

Michelle?

What are you doing here?

- You've run away from the hospital?

- No, I haven't.

They let me out.

They gave me special permission...

That's not true. They called me

to tell me you had run away!

Listen to me.

You come to the church,

I'm in the middle of rehearsal,

you force me

to send everyone home.

I only have you, Marie.

I don't want to go back.

I've been there for too long.

I can't do it anymore.

I just need to stay here with you

a little while, then I'll be fine.

I don't want to go back.

Some of them are so scary.

It's all right.

I think you're tired.

Come on. Come.

Do you remember Daddy's voice?

Of course I remember it.

He spoke very softly.

And he had such a lovely singing voice.

You know, when he sang...

that hymn?

You know...

After my operation...

I noticed I was having memory blanks.

There are big chunks

of my childhood...

that I don't remember at all.

And what makes me most sad

is having no memory of Dad's voice.

Time to go. Hurry up.

The clinic on Charest Boulevard

isn't big enough.

- They'd move here?

- To those offices there.

Sister Aline.

Michelle.

Hi, how's it going?

You don't recognize me?

Guillaume.

Yes, I do.

I'm a little surprised to see you here.

Yesterday I stopped by the bookstore.

They told me you were here.

That's right.

For a few more days, I think.

Did you finish your school project?

Yes, it's going super well.

But that's not why we're here today.

We're doing a number

for the end-of-the-year show,

and we wanted your opinion.

With pleasure.

Show me.

It's a work in progress, so...

Ready?

I feel it in my toes

I feel it in my brain

The words flowing outof me

like blood running down the drain

Turn on the tap

Listen to it run

It's coming down like rain,

a hiding spot for my thoughts

The neurons in your brain

I try to stop them

but they continue to flow

Words, words

they stay hidden below

That's enough, time to shut up

Who do you think you are, young man?

With your open mind

give me some air

I might not be Baudelaire

My dad's locked up, mother is nuts

Get out of this town

where it always snows

The white will disappear

as the blood flows

The white will disappear

as the blood flows

Bravo, Guillaume

and to Guillaume's friend!

What nice words of protest.

It's almost all in French.

There are little things to fix, though.

When you're talking about the mother,

you need to add "my".

It's not proper French.

- You mean before nut?

- Yes.

So it would be, "My dad's locked up,

my mother is a nut."

Yes, that's right.

Otherwise, it sounds English.

It's really good. I'm impressed.

And the rhythm is really good.

It's great.

I'm amazed by what you can

do with your mouth.

It's amazing for such a young person.

All right, Lise.

That's enough for today.

Quit clowning around

and bring me those

two hedge jumpers right now!

Watch out when he gets here.

I can't believe what I'm hearing.

Amazing! The octopus was alive.

Actor, dubbing, voice-over

On your knees please.

I bless you in the name

of the Father, the Son

and the Holy Spirit.

Amen.

I wish you a happy New Year.

Look, let's try it a little less gloomy.

On your knees please.

I bless you in the name

of the Father, the Son

and the Holy Spirit.

Amen.

I wish you a happy New Year.

Imagine an ordinary man,

early 40s.

Also, my father was no actor.

You don't have to articulate perfectly.

On your knees please.

I bless you in the name

of the Father,

the Son and the Holy Spirit.

Amen.

I wish you a happy New Year.

My dad was a heavy smoker,

two packs a day.

Keep that in mind.

On your knees please.

I bless you in the name

of the Father, the Son

and the Holy Spirit.

Amen.

On your knees please.

I bless you in the name

of the Father, the Son

and the Holy Spirit.

Amen.

I wish you a happy New Year.

I added the kisses.

That was great, Randy.

I'm coming over.

Come on!

Marie.

You do it.

Do what?

Read the script.

Bob will fiddle with it.

We'll see how it turns out.

On your knees please.

I bless you in the name

of the Father, the Son

and the Holy Spirit.

Amen.

I wish you a happy New Year.

You'd swear Dad was in the studio.

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