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00:00Girls Stop! Boys Stop!
00:02Girls Stop! Boys Stop!
00:05Girls Stop! And don't forget the boys stop!
00:08Girls Stop! Boys Stop!
00:10We never stop and we can't get enough of it!
00:21Oh man! That is surreal!
00:24Have they called the health department?
00:26There's stuff growing in there.
00:30Will you guys knock it off?
00:32You're not putting your hand in there.
00:34I need my history notes.
00:36Hey Talia, have you got a sec?
00:45Hi Natasha!
00:46That poem you wrote, for the poetry club magazine?
00:49Oh, right, yeah, I know.
00:52We just loved it.
00:54You did?
00:55Intensely personal but universal in its grasp of, you know, passage.
01:01There's a slam tonight at the coffee house, where kids read their poetry out loud.
01:06I helped organize it and I really want you to read your poem there.
01:10Oh, I don't know, I've never read in front of people.
01:14But that's what poetry's all about, connecting.
01:17Oh, she'll be there, don't worry. We all will.
01:21Excellent. Ciao for now.
01:26That girl is my destiny.
01:29She's hardly your type.
01:32Yeah, and you hate poetry.
01:34Details.
01:43Natasha, hi, I'm Ben.
01:45Can I help tonight with the slam?
01:47I'm a serious fan of poetry.
01:49Been studying it for years.
01:51Really? Who's your favorite poet?
01:54Oh, well, you know, I've read hundreds.
01:58Mine's Lenore Burkowski, the beat poet.
02:01An apple is red like my inner organ's angst.
02:05When I read that, I just thought, yes.
02:08Me too, exactly.
02:11I worship Lenore.
02:13Well, why don't you come to the coffee house around 5?
02:15You can help me set up.
02:23Oh, will you stop being insecure?
02:25You heard Natasha. Your poem was intense and personal.
02:29Yeah, but slams are competitive.
02:31They have judges and everything.
02:34Competitive poetry?
02:39Zaga, zaga, burning bright.
02:42In the forests of the night.
02:46Don't forget the poetry. What should we wear?
02:49That's the question.
02:53Basic black like the beatniks. Very existential.
02:56You look like someone died.
02:58Well, at least I'm not dressed for prom night.
03:01Glamour is never out of place.
03:08What are you doing?
03:09It's how beatniks used to applaud.
03:11Almost ready.
03:13Will you listen to my poem first?
03:15I need practice reciting it.
03:24In the center of uncertainty lives me.
03:29Stop that.
03:30I'm sorry, Dao.
03:32It's just the poetry thing.
03:35Remember Mr. Fletcher in grade 5?
03:40Two roads diverged in a yellow wood.
03:44And I was sorry I could not travel both.
03:49That is so immature.
03:51You will embarrass me tonight.
03:54We won't, I promise.
03:56Yeah, well, a little aversion therapy won't hurt.
03:59Put these on your wrists.
04:01When you feel like laughing, just snap them.
04:03Hard.
04:05See what I mean?
04:11Welcome. Please take one. Enjoy.
04:22I traced our names into the sand.
04:25Our hearts connected like...
04:27Program, please.
04:31Hi, guys. Program.
04:33The turnout's amazing.
04:35More than we hoped for.
04:37Better grab a table.
04:41How's it going, pal?
04:43I've been reading up on our favorite poet,
04:45Lenore Bukowski.
04:47Good move.
04:49At the end of the evening, Natasha will be with me.
04:58This is so cool.
05:01What's with the low lighting? I can't see anything.
05:04Better?
05:06Those must be the judges.
05:08They hold up scorecards after you read from 1 to 10.
05:11What if I get zeroes?
05:13Will you stop, please?
05:16I need...
05:18Something.
05:21Excuse me, do you have an extra pen?
05:24Mine just died on me.
05:27One would be...
05:29Completely adequate, thanks.
05:41What?
05:44Nothing.
05:51Time to start.
05:53Sure, but remember, a beginning's just an ending in reverse.
05:57Lenore Bukowski!
05:59She's always with me.
06:01In here.
06:04Is this thing on?
06:06He was so flirting with me.
06:09He was practically asking me out with his eyes.
06:14My poem is called Broken Bicycle.
06:20You, a broken bicycle.
06:22My lonely, quivering soul.
06:25Did I mention that the sun shone on your ponytail?
06:28I only tried to fix the damaged spokes that kept you earthbound.
06:33I failed you, though.
06:35You took the subway home instead.
06:40Bravo!
06:45Ses poèmes ont tellement de feu.
06:56Bon, on s'est pas amusés.
06:58Je suppose que cette thérapie d'aversion fonctionne.
07:01Ça fait mal aussi.
07:04J'ai peut-être blessé la main de ma mouche.
07:06Talia est la prochaine.
07:08Où est-elle en tout cas?
07:14Oh mon dieu!
07:18Cette salade de salade est excellente.
07:23Regarde, on sait que tu es nerveuse, mais...
07:25Peut-être que je devrais me coucher avant d'aller sur scène.
07:32Talia?
07:35J'ai un bout de salade dans mon ventre.
07:39Viens boire un soda, vite!
07:47Je pense que c'est encore là-bas.
07:51Je ne vois rien, honnêtement.
07:53Ton ventre a l'air bien.
07:55Allons accueillir maintenant un nouveau poète incroyable que j'ai aidé à découvrir.
07:59Allons l'entendre pour Talia!
08:05Talia!
08:09Je dois y aller, maintenant!
08:11Avec cette voix!
08:23Tu dois!
08:25Réfléchis, d'accord? Tu vas bien.
08:35TALIA
08:45Dans le centre de l'incertitude, je vis.
08:53Une fille comme toute d'autres, je suppose.
09:05Je planifie.
09:07Je rêve.
09:09Je mange de l'ice-cream.
09:15Je me demande si je m'importe.
09:17Est-ce que mes cheveux me voient bien?
09:19Est-ce que mon cerveau est droit?
09:21Est-ce que quelqu'un va m'aimer?
09:24Je contemple la fille qui est moi.
09:27Je flotte, comme l'espoir.
09:30Au-dessus de lui.
10:01Je ne peux pas croire que je l'ai gagné!
10:04Le chalice de complexité.
10:07J'ai vu ton poème sur un nouveau niveau.
10:09Cette voix étranglée.
10:11Oui, tu as rocké.
10:13Alors, qu'est-ce qu'on fait maintenant?
10:15Des frites sucrées dans le sac?
10:17Ça serait génial, j'ai faim.
10:19Que penses-tu, Natasha?
10:21Un peu de pommes frites?
10:23Ou préfères-tu un endroit calme?
10:26Calme?
10:28Ben! C'est mon copain, Daniel.
10:37Pleasure de te rencontrer.
10:39Toi aussi, mec.
10:40Cool poème.
10:41Mais une question.
10:42Si la moto était cassée,
10:44pourquoi ne l'as-tu pas juste réparée?
10:52Je ne me sentirai jamais de cette façon pour quelqu'un d'autre.
10:56Jamais.
10:57Mon cœur ressemble à un trou doux, sourd.
11:03L'amour inévitable, Ben.
11:07C'est tellement poétique.

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