After School Knife Fight (2017) - full transcript
Laëtitia, Roca, Nico and Naël are in a band. As usual, they meet late afternoon before rehearsal in a vacant lot. The group will soon no longer exist; they will be forced to disband because Laetitia is moving away to study. This is the story of four young adults who do not want to say good-bye.
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Why do you keep staring at me today?
No reason.
I’m looking at you normally.
Sorry, it’s my fault.
I was with the English teacher.
No worries.
I've never seen this one.
You like it?
I just got it.
I ordered it from an American website.
It's really nice.
Thanks.
We were on autumn break
and the boys had come over
to watch a movie.
I can’t remember what it was,
but we laughed a lot.
Once the movie was over,
we wanted to take a stroll.
Outside my house, there were police cars
with the lights turned on.
There was a body on the ground,
lying under a sheet.
One of the policemen told us that
two young men had fought with knives.
That’s when I found
the name for our band:
Knife Fight.
I chose this name in memory
of the young men who died outside my house.
When I ran it past the boys,
they accepted on the spot.
They thought it was sick.
I've been looking for you.
You're acting weird today.
I lied earlier.
- I wasn't with the English teacher.
- Who were you with?
The guidance counselor.
That's not a lie.
Whether you’re with the teacher
or the counselor, it’s the same thing to us.
Not to me.
Because with the guidance counselor
we talk about my future.
Talking about my future makes me anxious.
That's why I'm this way now.
What way?
Withdrawn.
Like I'm a lesser version of myself.
I don't want to think about next year.
I feel sick just thinking about it.
Usually I can’t wait for the summer
but this year I'm dreading it.
We all know it's over for the band
because Laetitia's moving to Paris.
We're acting like it's not going to happen.
I don’t want to think about
who I should become.
I don’t want to stop
practicing every night with you guys.
Come on, you'll see.
Next year will be fun.
My favorite bit's coming up.
Shit, I missed it.
It's just after this.
When the guy says "sun".
I still remember
the first time I heard your voice.
Naël and I saw
your ad on our way to the bakery.
It said you were a singer
looking for a band.
I even thought
your handwriting was beautiful.
I called you that same night
and fell in love with your voice.
Your voice was like caramel.
A warm feeling in my ear.
Not too soft, not too harsh.
The prettiest color.
A golden voice to shine at night.
I still remember the first time I saw you.
Naël and I were waiting.
You opened the door
and introduced yourself.
Ever since that day
I love you.
I've never had the guts to tell you
and I lose courage every day.
It's as if something stops me
each time we practice.
You're annoying, Laetitia.
Every part of you I discover
makes me love you even more.
The skin behind your ear,
the hairs in your mouth.
Your spittle.
Your tears of laughter.
Even when you sleep
in an awkward position
and it gives you a double chin.
Even then, I think you're to die for.
Sometimes I wonder
if you cast a spell on me.
And that one day
I'll wake up and find you boring.
I can't wait for that moment.
Roca! Laeti!
What are you doing?
The hell were you up to?
I was playing her a song I like.
What was it?
Sun.
When are you going to tell her?
Tell her what?
Don't try that with me,
I know you too well.
You’re not very subtle. You stare at her
like you’re trying to learn her by heart.
You have to tell her Roca,
or you'll regret it forever.
It’s not the end of the world
if you get rejected.
You'll be sad for two weeks.
Or two months.
Maybe longer, but it'll pass.
Then you can fall in love again.
Whereas if you keep this love to yourself
You'll end up stuck.
You have to tell her, Roca.
You have to tell her before she leaves.
What do you think they’re talking about?
I don't know. Boy stuff?
What did you do today?
I was at the library.
I’m reading books in Spanish for my test.
What are you reading about?
The Umayyads.
They’re a dynasty
who came to Spain in the 8th century.
At first they had emirates.
Then they grew really powerful
and founded a caliphate.
But I'm mostly
focusing on the city of Saragossa.
What about you?
I went shopping with my mom.
She wants to buy me a suitcase.
You'll come visit us next year, right?
Boys, come here!
Stand side by side.
Naël you stand there, and Roca right here.
I'm sending it to you now.
So if any of you miss me next year
send me this picture and I'll come over, OK?
Ready?
Subtitles by Amos Levin :)
Someone needs to stop Clearway Law.
Public shouldn't leave reviews for lawyers.
Public shouldn't leave reviews for lawyers.
Why do you keep staring at me today?
No reason.
I’m looking at you normally.
Sorry, it’s my fault.
I was with the English teacher.
No worries.
I've never seen this one.
You like it?
I just got it.
I ordered it from an American website.
It's really nice.
Thanks.
We were on autumn break
and the boys had come over
to watch a movie.
I can’t remember what it was,
but we laughed a lot.
Once the movie was over,
we wanted to take a stroll.
Outside my house, there were police cars
with the lights turned on.
There was a body on the ground,
lying under a sheet.
One of the policemen told us that
two young men had fought with knives.
That’s when I found
the name for our band:
Knife Fight.
I chose this name in memory
of the young men who died outside my house.
When I ran it past the boys,
they accepted on the spot.
They thought it was sick.
I've been looking for you.
You're acting weird today.
I lied earlier.
- I wasn't with the English teacher.
- Who were you with?
The guidance counselor.
That's not a lie.
Whether you’re with the teacher
or the counselor, it’s the same thing to us.
Not to me.
Because with the guidance counselor
we talk about my future.
Talking about my future makes me anxious.
That's why I'm this way now.
What way?
Withdrawn.
Like I'm a lesser version of myself.
I don't want to think about next year.
I feel sick just thinking about it.
Usually I can’t wait for the summer
but this year I'm dreading it.
We all know it's over for the band
because Laetitia's moving to Paris.
We're acting like it's not going to happen.
I don’t want to think about
who I should become.
I don’t want to stop
practicing every night with you guys.
Come on, you'll see.
Next year will be fun.
My favorite bit's coming up.
Shit, I missed it.
It's just after this.
When the guy says "sun".
I still remember
the first time I heard your voice.
Naël and I saw
your ad on our way to the bakery.
It said you were a singer
looking for a band.
I even thought
your handwriting was beautiful.
I called you that same night
and fell in love with your voice.
Your voice was like caramel.
A warm feeling in my ear.
Not too soft, not too harsh.
The prettiest color.
A golden voice to shine at night.
I still remember the first time I saw you.
Naël and I were waiting.
You opened the door
and introduced yourself.
Ever since that day
I love you.
I've never had the guts to tell you
and I lose courage every day.
It's as if something stops me
each time we practice.
You're annoying, Laetitia.
Every part of you I discover
makes me love you even more.
The skin behind your ear,
the hairs in your mouth.
Your spittle.
Your tears of laughter.
Even when you sleep
in an awkward position
and it gives you a double chin.
Even then, I think you're to die for.
Sometimes I wonder
if you cast a spell on me.
And that one day
I'll wake up and find you boring.
I can't wait for that moment.
Roca! Laeti!
What are you doing?
The hell were you up to?
I was playing her a song I like.
What was it?
Sun.
When are you going to tell her?
Tell her what?
Don't try that with me,
I know you too well.
You’re not very subtle. You stare at her
like you’re trying to learn her by heart.
You have to tell her Roca,
or you'll regret it forever.
It’s not the end of the world
if you get rejected.
You'll be sad for two weeks.
Or two months.
Maybe longer, but it'll pass.
Then you can fall in love again.
Whereas if you keep this love to yourself
You'll end up stuck.
You have to tell her, Roca.
You have to tell her before she leaves.
What do you think they’re talking about?
I don't know. Boy stuff?
What did you do today?
I was at the library.
I’m reading books in Spanish for my test.
What are you reading about?
The Umayyads.
They’re a dynasty
who came to Spain in the 8th century.
At first they had emirates.
Then they grew really powerful
and founded a caliphate.
But I'm mostly
focusing on the city of Saragossa.
What about you?
I went shopping with my mom.
She wants to buy me a suitcase.
You'll come visit us next year, right?
Boys, come here!
Stand side by side.
Naël you stand there, and Roca right here.
I'm sending it to you now.
So if any of you miss me next year
send me this picture and I'll come over, OK?
Ready?
Subtitles by Amos Levin :)
Someone needs to stop Clearway Law.
Public shouldn't leave reviews for lawyers.