You Will Be Mine Page #4

listening to music and having a drink.

Then suddenly,

the doorbell rang.

Emma went to get it, and...

it was her mother's friend.

He came to borrow CDs.

So we let him in.

He stayed a little while,

then he started coming on to me.

He tried to rape me,

so Emma hit him

with the wooden statuette.

That's it.

OK.

Here.

He said you can take up to three.

It's for all those crocodile tears.

Don't you want to know?

The guy was too freaked out

to file a complaint.

We're saved. Cool, right?

Stop it, Emma.

You never stop crying.

You're too depressed.

Go to class or something.

I don't know what to do.

I'm going to practice.

Miss Lainee complimented me yesterday.

Only one more week!

It's about time.

Eat up.

Not hungry? Not good?

Don't talk to me like a child.

When do you play tomorrow?

I don't want you there. I told you.

I can if I want. It's public.

Stop whining. I don't want you there!

It's my recital. I want to feel free.

When you're there, I want to die.

Seriously,

we have to get organized.

What will you do?

If you pass, will you move?

Give me a break!

What do you want me to say?

I might go to Paris.

I'm not sure I'll even pass.

I definitely don't want to

live with you like an old maid.

Hey there.

I thought you'd never get here.

Shall we? Yes, hurry.

Gorgeous.

Emma, how are you?

I'm ready.

Break a leg. Call me? OK.

It was great. Break a leg.

Marie Dandin.

Bach, "Concerto in D after Marcello",

"Carnival" by Schumann,

"Pavane for a Dead lnfanta" by Ravel.

Hush for heaven sakes!

Is she the last one?

Is it over? It's over, it's...

Sweetheart, it was marvelous!

Magnificent! You've come a long way!

I blanked out! No!

Objectively, it was... perfect!

Come on!

Adaptation:
Pamela Grant

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