I reach out my hands and gathered up...
the scattered music notes in the 88th scene.
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.
It's 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.
Nodame?
"Edward Elgar, Violin Sonata in E Minor, Op.82"
I've got goose bumps...
perhaps because it's been so long since I've heard live music.
No... those two...
What piece is this? I don't recognize it.
Elgar's violin sonata.
Elgar? This?
I know his Pomp and Circumstance marches, And Salut d'Amour...
his Cello Concerto, and The Dream of Gerontius...
Symphonies 1, 2 and 3...
and his Introduction and Allegro for string quartet and orchestra. But not this.
Wh_why are you giving me that look?
You find it strange I know a little something?
This piece was one grandpa used to listen to at times.
Grandpa loved Elgar.
Because Elgar composed his Pomp and Circumstance marches
during a time of war,
there was a period in his life
when he was labeled as blindly patriotic
and the people turned on him.
His compositional style was deemed
too conventional and conservative.
He was therefore heard often to say he hated music.
And preferred to talk about cricket and horse racing instead.
A lonely old man...
But Grandpa often said...
Cool music, don't you think?
Call it "conventional" or "naive"...
The way he felt was, "This is my music!"
I've still got lots to accomplish.
Just look at how Elgar's work lives on.
Conventional, naive...
words I frequently used when rebelling against my father.
She's flying and bouncing about as usual.
And yet...
Shin really has to pursue music after all.
Uh_huh. I guess so.
You can go after what want as well.
I'm just hoping that what you want is the Miyoshi company.
Okay.
- Well, see you Uncle. - Wait a second, Shinichi.
How about trying this next time?
Might be better than you expect.
I highly doubt that.
I've a better idea, Uncle.
Please pay my tuition, and renew my apartment rental contract.
You're a real handful, you know that?
More than that, Shin.
You're violin sounds like it's getting rusty.
Studying to be a conductor may be important, too,
but you have talent on it. Don't waste that.
Ur... okay.
Shin! Come again soon, okay?
I sure will. I promise.
Oh, and you, my dear...
Come visit us again.
I'd like you to meet Seiko... I mean, Shinichi's mother.
- Wha? _ - No, please don't misunderstand.
Seiko does music related work
for the Cultural Business Division of my company.
She provides support to exchange students.
You aspire to be a professional pianist, right?
Actually...
I plan on becoming a kindergarten or elementary school teacher.
You're definitely made for that.
You're not cut out to be a teacher.
- True. - Well why not!?
Look at all of Yuiko's injuries!
You lead them to do dangerous things. And you can't scold them!
You can't be a teacher that way!
Scrapes and bruises is part of growing up.
And me and Yuiko became best friends.
Nodame is a good friend. But I don't think she's a teacher.
If there was a teacher like Nodame,
I'm sure she'd be teased or not taken seriously.
- True. - The PTA wouldn't stand for that.
But Nodame this morning looked real cool. Real different.
So I think you should work hard on your piano playing.
That's right.
You can't waste perhaps the one gift that God has given you.
True.
I'm going to be a teacher.
If I were a parent,
I would definitely not leave my child with you.
Graaah! I'm going home by myself!
Fine, go, go! I'll go home by myself, too.
I really will, you know. And I won't speak to you!
Just walk down the hill and you'll see a bus stop.
That bus will take you to the station.
The 2 o'clock bus comes in 15 minutes.
Come again, Nodame!
2 o'clock. The 2 o'clock bus.
Stupid girl... You're definitely a musical performer.
But not as you are now.
No matter how much talent someone may have,
if that person doesn't have the desire to develop it, then...
Like the time we played Rachmaninoff...
if only I had pulled her along more.
Maybe all I can do for her is for me to work on myself.
"April"
Just to reacquaint ourselves...
I'm violinist Kiyora Miki.
This is Yasunori Kuroki, oboe.
Toru Kikuchi, cellist.
And the last you all know as our very own conductor,
Shinichi Chiaki.
Thanks for coming. The primary members of the new orchestra.
- I read your feature, "Classical Dreams" - Me, too.
See, I even brought it.
Sign the pin up poster for me.
That Sakuma!
I think first we should take a look at what members
we can expect to recruit and the different parts we need.
I prepared a quick list of names, actually.
Fast work, Kiyora!
Wow, there are quite a few here.
But we're still far short of what we need.
We'll need to look elsewhere, I guess.
We've only got this many on strings.
What is it? From a girlfriend?
N no! _
"I made it into the A Orchestra! So take that! Yours, Mine"
It seems like... we've just added a string.
An orchestra from scratch, eh?
"Momogaoka Music Academy"
"Megumi Noda's teacher: Change into Kouzo Etoh"
Kouzo Etoh?
Isn't he the guy that hits people with a paper fan?
Yeah.
It's dubbed "the Etoh School for the Elite."
I think you're in the wrong room.
No, I am not.
I'm Kouzo Etoh.
Starting today, I am your lesson instructor. Charmed.
Huh?
Paper fan?
Professor Etoh. Do you know him?
No. My teacher is Mr. Tanioka.
I think you have the wrong student here.
Quit fooling around!
Didn't Mr. Tanioka tell you we were switching?
Gorota!
Megumi Noda!
After 3 years of letting your piano lie buried underground,
it is I who will make it flower!
Be grateful!
Okay! Let's begin our lesson! Here!
Let's start by having you playing what you were last working on.
Huh? What's this?
"Little Frizzy's Rainbow"
"Frizzy, Frizzy, Frizzy... Little Frizzy."
"Little Frizzy Forest on Little Frizzy 3rd Street."
"Again today, Little Frizzy skips along, waving hello"
"while the Frizzy tree whispers to her:"
"There's a storm brewing" Look out!
Stop! Stop!
Wha_what the heck was that... s_song?
What I was working on most recently.
What!?
It's for a picture storytelling play. There are 12 songs in all.
Last year, Mr. Tanioka and I wrote 11 of the songs.
And this year, I plan to finish the last one.
You can't be serious... all this time?
That's why her test scores were so bad.
Look... just play a normal piano piece.
- "Normal?" - Chopin! Liszt!
- Something everyone knows! - Something everyone knows?
I know! The Puri Gorota March!
Stop messing with me!
Why can't you play like you're told!
This is not nursery school! It's a music university!
What's more, you... are my student! I chose you!
You got that, "sister"!?
There'll be no playing around here. not even one second...
- I'm not "playing around." - Gu wha? _
I take this completely seriously!
What's wrong with Puri Gorota, huh!?
I am here to study!
And don't call me "sister".
Excuse me... I heard this from a senior student
that you specialize in teaching all the flunky students.
Is that true? Am I a flunky?
"Flunky"? You're just starting here as a freshman, right?
So when did you flunk, may I ask?
Well, on my entrance test, I kind of flubbed a bit.
But I was the tops at my prefectural music school.
So I haven't given up my hopes and dreams!
Would you tell me what your hopes and dreams are?
Well, I... hope to get much, much better,
and enter a competition.
And if possible, win it.
Ultimately, I want to become a famous pianist.
Very good. Win a competition. I see.
I haven't heard that from a student in a while.
That's why I'm wondering if you're the right teacher.
Well, that's all up to you.
- Mr. Tanioka! - Well, Ms. Noda!
Why do I suddenly have a different teacher!?
Oops, didn't I tell you? Mr. Etoh asked for you.
He wanted to be your supervisor.
So... So you switched just 'cause of that?
Sure. I mean, he won't take no for an answer.
He's got more authority than I do. And he's very motivated.
And I thought it might be an interesting combination...
you and Etoh.
- It's not interesting at all! - Problem already?
At any rate, I'm in the middle of a lesson so...
Please go.
But there's still one more song I still have to compose.
I'd love to hear Little Miss Frizzy when it's finished but...
I am no longer your supervisor.
I don't want that guy!
There's nothing I can do. Except wish you luck.
Mr. Etoh? The famous Mr. Etoh?
I'm so jealous. Why didn't she want him as her teacher?
I wish she'd switch with me.
You're really an interesting person, aren't you?
I should probably shrink the size and impact of this paper fan.
No matter how eccentric the student...
I vow not to give up on them.
Like I did with Chiaki.
I don't want to make that mistake again.
- Sagojo! - Monkey!
- Gandara! - Land of love!
Let's leave those two out. Strike 2 violinists from the list.
But isn't that Mine a friend of yours, Chiaki?
Absolutely not.
But I heard you two were close.
Concertmaster, long time, no see!
Hey, Kikuchi!
Today we're having a party to christen the new orchestra.
Oh, Chiaki! Do you remember me?
We managed to assemble many from the music festival orchestra.
At this point, we have 70 members.
Finally, enough to play Beethoven.
It'd be great if we could decide on a piece to do today.
But... is there something you want to play, Chiaki?
I thought about it but...
I started wanting to do anything. How about you guys?
I figure if I'm going to play in a full fledged orchestra,
I'd like to "that" piece.
I want to do Dvorak. The New World.
What? Again?
With a group this size, I'd like to go for an older classic.
Really?
This feels kind of strange.
This is so different from the S Orchestra drinking parties.
Everyone on this orchestra seems so composed and mature
I like it. I feel relaxed.
"30 minutes later"
- Brahms! - Hayden!
No, it's got to be Mendelssohn!
- Pipe down! - Tchaikovsky or nothing!
Suddenly, a scene with which I'm all too familiar.
And in just 30 minutes.
Everyone's weak with their liquor!?
Mahler's Symphony of a Thousand!
A wedding!
"Thousand", "really?"
Listen, Chiaki. Why don't we just start with a concerto.
That's a good idea... a concerto.
I was thinking the same thing.
Thank God. There's someone who's sensible here.
This orchestra has plenty of soloists.
Right, exactly. So let's do a cello concerto.
Of course, with me as the soloist, right?
"Schemer"
Flute! A flute concerto! I'll do it!
Like hell you will!
Don't just decide on your own over there!
It's got to be a horn concerto!
- Viola... a Hindemith. - Who's that?
The fairest way is to just go with a violin concerto, don't you agree?
Agreed! I'll be soloist!
Divorce!
Mine aside...
everyone here has the confidence to be soloists.
I felt it at the Nagano Music Festival.
The confidence.
Ambition.
Spirit of adventure.
I've made up my mind. Let's do an oboe concerto.
With Kuroki.
Okay.
What? You mean Chiaki? No, he didn't come by today.
I think he went to the party for the new orchestra.
New orchestra...
Hm? Nodame? Aren't you the mascot girl anymore?
Nodame?
That reminds me! Why not try out our newest item?
Hamburger slow cooked in Mapo sauce!
- I'm going home. - Wha? _
"Hamburger slow cooked in Mapo sauce"
What? Nodame's acting strangely?
What else is new?
No, but this is different! She wouldn't eat Mapo. Mapo!
She kind of looked like a ghost.
What?
Hey, Chiaki!
Something's up with Nodame.
She came to our shop, didn't eat a thing
and then just kind of floated off or something!
Like a ghost!
What?
Big deal. What's all that strange about Nodame not eating?
- It's my dad who's strange. - No, it is strange.
Don't tell me she's returned to that Rachmaninoff state again.
All right! Guys ready to hit another place?
- Yeah! - Let's go!
Chiaki? You coming?
Huh? Oh... yeah. Of course.
Nodame... you all right?
This dazzling voice...
will last forever.
The mark of summer...
carved on my shaking heart...
will last forever.
When our paths overlap,
I will close my eyes and feel you.
I will never forget you...
All the blue tears and stars...
in the sky.
Nowhere...
can they be disappeared.
A light shines suddenly.
This very light...
shines on my dream...
Somewhere...
I will never forget.