Well, let's eat it while it's hot, shall we?
And look, a bottle of wine, too?
Whose house do you think this is? You parasite!
Don't just start drinking other people's wine!
Have I got some big news or what!?
The new professor coming to teach conducting at our school
is none other than the incredibly famous...
Streseman!
Streseman?
You want to form a new student orchestra?
Yes, my own orchestra made up of student's I've chosen.
What's taking that geezer, anyway?
You think he really wants to rehearse?
Maybe he'll suggest another "gokon" party.
You think he might be an imposter?
Please, Milch. Please listen to my request.
If not, Chiaki will...
Nodame...
Understood. You've defeated me.
Milch?
If you come here and give me a kiss,
I'll allow Chiaki's transfer.
That's not being defeated at all!
Not true. I admit defeat.
And a little kiss means nothing in the west.
"Raised in Europe"
He does have a point.
What are you agreeing with him for?
It is a big deal!
I suppose Chiaki will go to Europe after graduating.
To study under Maestro what's his name.
A kiss, a transfer. No kiss, no transfer.
The golden ax? Or the silver ax.
- Nodame? - What'll it be?
Hey!
I gathered up the scattered music notes...
in the 88th scene with my hands.
I don't know how to put my feelings in words.
I put them in the music score as the days passed by.
When we come across...
At the third time, the feelings will ring out here.
Let me put it straight forwardly like a song.
I write all of them in a song.
This endless crescendo is so strong...
and reaching out to someone.
The melody is heading to the pianist on the stage.
The melody of everything about life.
It's the real face.
A whole new world...
has opened up before my eyes.
A new prelude repeats.
What, an imposter?
He could be Streseman's younger brother or something.
Or his name is actually Schreseman or something.
Standard con.
Who ever heard of an imposter for something like this?
Well, he doesn't seem serious to me.
No, kidding. I mean, look at this orchestra.
She's got a point.
This orchestra seems a collection of weak talent.
"Each apparently believes they're the only talent in the group."
God, this is so aggravating!
What is that old fart up to?
So what do we do now?
I didn't expect you'd to knock him out.
I couldn't help it. He suddenly lunged at me.
I just reacted.
Is he dead?
Mina, you're so beautiful.
I think he's dreaming! About a woman.
Why don't we just bury him and put him out of his misery.
That's right.
Today's the first rehearsal of the "S Orchestra."
Huh?
Chiaki, can you lead the orchestra?
What?
I can't take this any longer.
Sorry, but I'm out of here.
Hey!
- Me, too. - I'm with you.
And here I cancelled a private lesson today.
What a lot of trouble he's caused.
No, wait...
He's an imposter after all.
If this is all a joke, it's a bad one
Probably just a guy with the same name, passing himself off as him.
Everybody, wait!
Huh?
The rehearsal will take place! Don't go!
- Nodame... - What?
Don't tell me the " mascot girl plans to conduct".
Milch has suddenly fallen ill.
- So taking his place as conductor - Hey!
...is Chiaki.
Say what?
Oh my.
- What? - Chiaki's conducting!?
- Why Chiaki? - But he's a piano major!
- I'd love it! - Me... conduct this orchestra?
Chiaki, you can conduct, too?
- Piece of cake! - Don't say that!
What's the piece?
Beethoven Symphony No. 7
No. 7!?
I was just studying that after hearing Vieira's version on CD.
I can do this!
Chiaki!
How about you? Did you all practice your parts?
Yes, we've known what piece we'd be playing since the "gokon" party.
I practiced at home.
I'm ready and raring to go!
Chiaki at conductor... this is getting good.
All right, guys!
What do you say we let Chiaki take over
while that geezer is gone!? Let's tune up!
Well, why not?
Oooh! Chiaki!
Tee_hee. Way to go, Chiaki.
But we're only halfway through my plan.
First, we tune up! Oboes!
And now me.
That's not it! You're low!
What? Really?
Who appointed you concertmaster, anyway?
You're not first violin.
Yes, I am! I'm concertmaster!
- Huh? - The maestro chose me!
No way.
- Unbelievable. - Of all people, Mine?
Mine? Concertmaster?
Hey! Stop it! Got a problem with that?
I've got a bad feeling about this.
Okay, then... why don't we start with the 1st movement?
Oh no conductor's baton.
If you don't mind, you can use mine.
I'm using it in a conductor's technique class.
No! Use mine! It's a pretty nice one!
I just bought this one!
That's okay. I can conduct without a baton.
Use mine!
- Rock, paper, scissors! - Give me a break.
What do you expect?
Chiaki has a charismatic popularity with the girls.
Oh, brother. It's just because of his looks.
Who knows if he can even conduct?
He's a piano major, for God's sake.
I'm more beautiful than him.
All he's gotta do is wave that thing and look good doing it.
Tee_hee. This should be good.
I've got to play well for Chiaki.
No more dancing.
I'll show him what an amazing concertmaster I can be.
Okay.
I may be filling in for just a rehearsal but...
I'm conducting an orchestra.
A chance like this doesn't come along very often.
Let's begin!
Please wake up, Milch.
I need you to see Chiaki conducting!
I've never seen him conduct myself but...
I'm sure he'll be great!
He always studies so hard.
I just know you'll be impressed, Milch.
And want to put him in the conductor's program.
Graah!
Beethoven's Symphony No.7 in A major
a dynamic piece marked by a unified rhythm
that runs through each movement.
No!
Huh?
What kind of a sad orchestra is this?
They're absolutely awful! Sloppy!
Even for a first time run-through.
Beethoven's got to be turning in his grave!
What was that dirty old man thinking?
Pfft.
Bringing together all the flunky musicians and weirdoes
in the school like this!
Listen up, everyone! This No.7 may be a cute piece.
But let's try to give it a little more grandeur, all right?
Grandeur "smandeur"!
- Don't get full of yourself! - What?
You're making mistakes left and right!
What good is a concert master who wreaks chaos with his orchestra?
Did you guys really practice this?
Say wha_?
Tee hee... _ What a pitiful concertmaster.
Your pitch is horrendous! Are you really a music major?
And you! Horn 2!
Why are you cutting out so soon on that long fortissimo?
It's pathetic!
Second clarinet!
- Sloppy! Stop squeaking! - Wha? _
Viola! You're too loud!
Let's take five. And start from the top.
Wow, Chiaki's got a great ear!
He can hear exactly who's off and who isn't.
Right, Milch?
Milch?
- Chiaki's incredible! - He's just like a real conductor.
And the way he waves that baton of his... so graceful!
That sounds a bit lewd.
Stop squeaking!
I can't believe he told me off like that...
right in front of Kaoru.
I just have a bad reed in there, that's all!
All he did was point out obvious mistakes anyone could hear.
He's just a play conductor.
Who gives him the right?
Yeah, no kidding.
Acting all high and mighty like that.
How's about we have a little fun with him?
Huh?
Okay. Let's resume.
At this point, it won't do any good to harp on individual technique.
I mustn't squander this chance.
Beethoven has written such a wonderful piece.
I'll just have to try and render it as best as I can in my own way.
Violins! Softer on those 16th notes!
Horns! You're late.
Viola! Still too loud!
Cellos! Lift that pitch!
What a disgusting orchestra.
I feel sorry for Chiaki.
Just you wait, Chiaki.
Let's see if you notice me and Hashimoto changing parts.
And then...
Wow, were we saved on that mistake! Chiaki didn't even notice.
What?
You're gonna look bad, Chiaki.
Ready... now!
He knows!
Cello again! Stop daydreaming!
2nd horn! What're you doing?
Viola! How many times do I have to tell you? Softer!
I don't understand.
The sound just keeps getting worse.
And smaller.
Why? Why?
Chiaki...
It's all wrong.
They not up to it. They ignore my direction.
And then those two idiots harass me.
Who can conduct an orchestra like this?
Okay, that's enough!
Chiaki, you fail.
Milch!
Poor Chiaki...
Sorry to keep you waiting, everybody.
But your genuine leader is here!
- Whoa! Maestro! - The old man!
Hey! Where have I failed?
You made a woman cry.
- That's the worst kind of failure. - What?
Please don't cry, Shizuka.
That's a girl?
Okay, I did. But so?
Well then, let's recharge.
Let's try it from the top once more.
Hey...
Chiaki...
Okay, Mr. Mine?
For now, you needn't worry about minor bowing details, all right?
- What? - Go ahead and produce a fun sound.
Just play as you always do.
Oh okay.
You on the horn.
If you're not feeling too well today, don't push yourself, okay?
Yes, Sir.
And you on the clarinet.
That awkward sound is coming from your reed, isn't it?
- You'd best replace it. - Yes, sir!
Sweet Miho on the cello?
You can stare dreamily at me if you'd like, okay?
What?
Go ahead and give me a sexy sound.
Yes, sir!
And our teary eyed viola player...
I can't wait to have another fun drinking contest with you.
Yes.
Let's just play it one more time through.
- Exactly the way Chiaki said to. - Huh?
A bad reed health not up to par
is all part of individual responsibility.
Weak skills are just what they are.
And yet...
But just by his conducting, an orchestra comes alive.
Are they playing as you asked?
No.
It seems this man respects the music and each individual
cherishing each note, each person's performance.
And that comes back to him.
Somewhere off in the distance is a genuine master.
"Change of Departments Request"
Tear up as many as you like.
I'll just keep submitting them until you make me your student.
If it's my student you want to be, you needn't change majors.
- What? - You're a very intriguing fellow.
It's almost a waste not to use a pupil of Vieira.
But, don't change majors. You should stick with piano.
In exchange, you must be at my side at all other times.
You mean it?
Well, that's decided, then.
Let's celebrate by going to Shibuya!
What?
If I'm with you, I can expect to meet women.
No! Milch, you sneak!
What kind of student are you planning to make of my Chiaki?
- To pick up girls. - Graah!
I'm not handing Chiaki over to you.
The two of us are one!
You mean I automatically get Nodame, too!?
Graah!
Come on, let's go home.
Who would've thought at that time that failed first rehearsal
would ultimately turn my life around 180 degrees?
Love is painful.
I realised it when I was with you that night.
Because I know you...
more than everyone in the world.
Your casual attitude and tenderness...
make my chest feels constricted.
I am here. I am here. I am here right next to you.
Tell me why. Tell me why. Why are we merely "normal friends"?
I love you. I love you. No matter how much I love you,
you still don't get it.
You don't understand. I'm so in love with you.
My heart breaks day after day.
I can't sleep night after night.
The day when I first met you...
I wish if time can go back to that day.
I'm so in love with you.