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[ambient sounds]

Sex Life of Plants

[dramatic music]

[footsteps]

[music continues]

Show the mountain.

Let me see.

How do I look?

That's what counts.

Of course.

That's what counts.

Where is it?

My eyes could be shut but you're fine.

No, because...

I look good...

but zero mountain.

There's three of them.

[wind blowing]

Would you have rather stayed back home?

Are you nuts?

I would have rather stayed in the cabin, though.

Shameless you.

Look!

-What? -There.

-Be careful. -Yes.

What is it?

I don't know.

It looks like a...

rhodophiala rhodolirion...

but I'm not sure because it's odd that it's here.

Let me see.

The structure and size resemble a rhodophiala montanum, though.

Hold on.

Get down.

-It's pretty, huh? -Yeah.

Would you get it for me?

Come on, see where it is. It's dangerous.

But it's really odd, see the structure...

it has three flowers, and the size...

Let's find another one, there must be more.

There won't be any more, really it's odd that it's here.

Come on, the only one in the world.

It should be on a hillside, not a ravine.

Let's go find another one and maybe we come back.

It's not that far up, either.

You're mean.

Hey.

What?

Have you seen the weeder?

Nope.

You left it up there?

Yep.

Let's go get it.

Forget it.

I was joking.

Just joking.

I mean...

I'd go back but...

I don't even know where I left it.

I'll buy you a new one.

What?

I'll buy you a new one.

You solve everything with “a new one”.

We're not going up there again, right?

Hey.

What?

What? You got your period?

No.

What do you think?

You forgot your pills…

I skipped some days.

Which days?

The days.

Those days.

Eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen.

-Forget it. -Where's your head, baby?

Let's go for a walk, since we're here.

We're never here.

We're always indoors.

What?

Stay inside.

Stay.

Stay.

Close call.

Hey, hey.

Hey.

[wind blowing]

Don't do anything stupid, see where you are.

Come on, Barbara.

I want to have kids with you too...

but it's not the right time.

Why not?

Because we have to plan this...

we have at least to talk about it first.

Besides, we're having a good time, aren't we?

I'm enjoying you fully...

you are mine, only mine.

Aren't you having a good time?

Yes.

I want to marry you.

Do you want to marry me?

Of course!

Let's get married, then!

When?

Whenever you want. Tomorrow, today, whenever.

Come down and let's get married.

What, you scared?

A little.

I'm here, Blondie.

Easy, turn around...

and press your butt against the rocks.

And throw that thing away!

No!

Turn around.

Throw your weight to your back.

Stretch one leg.

Jump down, I'll catch you.

No. From up here?

You fool.

Are you ready?

Yes

Come here, my love.

Hey!

Really?

Easy!

Does it work?

It's rebellious.

It's hard, see?

But it's coming.

Be gentle OK?

Propagate.

I shall do so.

Move over.

Here's your favorite tool.

Hey!

[tumbling]

Baby.

Are you OK?

Are you OK?

Did you see how I fell?

Did you?

Is it your back?

Is it your back?

It's everything.

Do you want to rest?

No, let's get out of here.

[panting]

[footsteps]

Sit down.

This warrants stitches.

It's nothing.

“The eye? It's nothing, he says and he's carrying it in his hand”.

What?

Something my grandma used to say.

We have to go to the hospital.

Baby.

Check this out.

We hadn't realized this is m-my bed.

What?

My be-ed.

Guille.

Mr Pedro Pablo mu-ust be a good ski-ier.

What?

He likes skiing.

Come on. What?

His childre-en must be snowboa-arding cha-amps…

Hey, look at me!

Hey!

Come.

Stand up!

Help me.

Come, help me.

Come.

Stand up!

Stand up! Help me.

Help me!

Help me.

Come on! Help me!

Stand up! Help me.

I can't.

Yes you can.

Take a step.

One step.

[slow music playing]

[music fades]

[traffic sounds]

[cars honking]

How long?

Nineteen fifty, almost twenty.

See, that's what I love.

How it's damp and has small leaves,

I'd like to keep that in this area.

Maybe a mossy carpet?

Yes, exactly.

But not grass.

I'd like a difference in texture.

This here should be a mound.

And here...

I'd like...

to build something like a pond.

Something simple, a little pond.

Something Japanese-like.

Vegetation, water, stones.

I'd like that.

And...

Look.

My husband wants to build a... You just tell him it's impossible.

He wants to build a terrace or so.

I don't mean to inconvenience you but…

maybe you could tell him it's not possible?

Because we're not doing that, obviously we're doing what I want.

There as well.

Hi.

How are you?

-Barbara. -Nils.

You are the landscape designer.

Yes.

What do you think about the garden?

It's messed up, huh?

-Not that much. -No?

No.

I think it looks like bombarded Sarajevo.

Mr Nils, excuse me.

-It can be recovered. -You think so?

Great.

So you talked about the terrace.

We've never said we're building a terrace here.

Olaya, we've talked about it.

We agreed.

The discussion was closed already.

No, we haven't closed any discussion...

because we have never agreed on building a terrace here.

We have a terrace there.

Why do we need one here?

Because this one will have more shade for the hammock.

But we don't need a terrace.

If you want to hang a hammock we can see how we accommodate it.

A deck, then.

What's a deck?

Those wooden surfaces.

- Why do you need another terrace? - It has a different function.

There will be shade. -What we said...

was we could maybe consider a hammock.

But we do not need a terrace at all.

We'll waste all this room.

I think it's a good idea.

Do you agree?

You are the expert: is it a good idea?

Don't inconvenience her.

She's an expert.

What we can do...

is to consider both alternatives, what I said...

I don't see why we should backtrack from what we had...

And then we decide what we do.

And that's double the work for her...

and everything is done twice.

-That's not how you do things. -Yes it is.

I can work on both proposals and then you decide.

Great.

But consider the deck.

We said she would! My God!

I was just making sure everything was clear.

Everything is clear. Right?

You'll quote both alternatives: the mound and the deck.

What mound?

So we'll stay in touch.

-I'm truly sorry. -It's OK.

You tell me, I'm asking you.

Why did you tense up like that?

[TELEPHONE RINGS]

Hi!

How are you?

Fine.

Field visit but I'm on my way now.

Yes.

You want one of those?

OK

[engine revs]

Hello!

Hello!

-How are you? -Fine.

And you?

Fine.

Here I have the kid's order.

There you go.

Happy?

Yes.

So.

Off I go.

See you tomorrow.

Bye, mom.

Who kicked it out?

Me.

Shit.

What?

I'm bored.

Hey.

[birds chirping]

[door closing]

Hi!

Hi.

Wow.

-Juice? -OK.

The glasses?

Shit.

There's coffee.

Want some?

There? -There.

I'll do it, go sit.

OK.

I'll take it

That's fine.

Nervous?

About what?

Going back to work?

First day...

No, no.

Easy.

What?

Nothing.

What is it?

Nothing.

-But you're angry. -No

What happened?

Nothing.

OK.

[shower running]

Guille?

Why aren't you in the shower yet?

Coming.

Hey. You'll be late.

Stop it.

Let go!

That's all you can think about!

Get out.

Come on.

Get out.

Get out damn it!

Get out, bitch. Out, motherfucker!

Get the fuck out, bitch!

[shower running]

Exhale. As if you were peeing.

That's fine.

Tough luck, huh?

It's an important lesion.

The meningeal artery runs below that area.

Do you know what they call that area in English?

How's that?

God's little joke.

Because it's a very delicate area that's not well protected.

But the brain has the capacity...

to hand tasks...

to surrounding areas when there is a lesion.

Yes.

And you should know that his youth...

and his mental activity…

because I understand he's very mentally active…

I mean...

It's not far fetched to think that he'll have a...

good recovery.

I mean the conditions are ideal.

See?

He might end up...

I don't know if just the same, but almost the same.

[cars whooshing]

Do you need anything?

The bathroom?

Down the corridor, to the right.

But I mean coffee or tea?

No.

Maybe a tea for Juan?

[motor running in the background]

[telephone rings]

Yes.

What?

Really?

OK.

Thanks for letting me know.

I'll get back to you.

What happened?

About what?

You didn't go.

Yes, I did.

You didn't go.

Nacho called.

You didn't go.

What happened?

I got scared.

I'm scared of everything.

It's all right.

[crying out]

[panting]

[traffic sounds]

Hello.

Hi.

Don't forget the wine.

What wine?

Dinner?

Lupe?

When?

What do you mean “when”?

Tonight.

Yes, yes.

Why are you mad?

I'm not mad.

Yes, you are.

I'm not mad.

You're mad all day long.

Scolding me all day long.

What is it?

Nothing.

Nothing?

So treat me with more respect, then.

You treat me like I'm stupid.

You think I don't notice?

You think I don't remember anything?

Remember what?

When we climbed up there?

You think I don't know it was your fault?

Do you still want to have kids with me?

[sirens blaring]

You don't even fuck with me.

Kids are out of the question.

[sirens continue]

Thanks.

[knocking]

[slow music]

[grinding]

Hey.

Sorry.

I hate it when I lose my temper like that.

-It's all right. -I couldn't control myself.

It's all right.

Last time.

[car horns in the distance]

What's brewing?

Romantic dinner?

The four of us...

Do you remember Lupe is coming...

with a date?

I guess you didn't remember the wine, did you?

Be right back.

Hello! How are you?

What's up?

Hello, Andres. How are you?

-Fine, you? -Fine, thanks.

-We brought wine. -Great.

It was hard, on account of the match.

All liquor stores were crowded.

I was just going for some wine.

It's no longer necessary.

Not any more?

It's all right.

Pisco sour anyone?

Great!

Coke, please

He's fixated on Coke.

Not a beer for celebration?

No. Coke...

and chips.

OK.

-So you're a lawyer. -Yes.

-You? -Journalist.

I don't know which one is worse.

What do you mean?

You now, both have a bad rap.

Everybody hates journalists and lawyers.

We lack only a politician here.

What kind of journalism do you practice?

Business.

I build rankings.

“The country's wealthiest people” and stuff?

We tried to do it but it's hard...

because they hide the money.

There you have them, lawyers.

But I don't have that much money.

I know but lawyers help the rich hide their money.

Multiple employer schemes…

font men, tax havens…

all those...

ruses to mud their total assets.

Really, it's not a parody.

They get there in their Mercedes.

They have four schools...

and inside it's…

I mean it's a matter of investment.

Is money flowing toward the school or from it?

I think that like it or not there are for-profit schools...

that do provide quality education.

And if they are providing quality and families want to access that…

that…

that figure, they are free to do so.

But State-funded profit?

I mean if you want to make a profit…

go ahead, but not with State money.

But Chilean families have the right to decide…

the segment they want.

But Chilean families don't choose.

They don't have a right to choose.

Many families do.

Sure, those with money, dear.

Sorry I… really think so.

People can't actually choose here.

Those who choose are very few.

And the rest...

just have a piece of plastic to go over their heads in debt.

Let's talk about something else.

-The match. -Right!

That's real news.

- Everybody is happy. - Everybody wanted Alexis to score.

-As long as he does that thing. -Alexis's six-pack.

Nothing compared to yours, honey.

But I'm way past twenty. What?

Twenty-four, twenty-three?

They're young.

How old is Alexis, Guillermo?

Why the fuck should I know?

-I don't know. -Come on, Guille, you know.

I don't.

Let's talk about...

tax reform, then.

Strayed footballers.

Who?

Huaiquipán.

You once told me about one, Guille.

Remember?

What?

A really good player…

who partied a lot.

Remember?

It could be anyone.

It happens to them all!

Are you laughing at me?

“Condor Rojas”.

Money must have been an issue there, right?

There was money, all right…

but it was the dictatorship in all its splendor…

…of corruption and coarseness. -It seems so.

All mixed up. Plus a razor blade.

I'm going to bed.

Bye, Guille.

Could you get our stuff please? Thanks.

Do you want to be alone?

I know I'm not the same but I will get better.

I promise, baby. I will get better.

What?

I can't.

Barbara.

I can't.

Please forgive me.

I just can't.

[dramatic music swells]

[music continues]

-Hi. -Hi.

-Bye. -Bye.

Morning.

You going?

No.

Why not?

Don't feel like it.

Come on, it'll be a blast.

It'll be full of hunks.

I don't care.

I do.

And this one? What's wrong with this one?

He's a junkie.

Aren't you afraid of getting knocked up?

Condoms are rule of law.

And the pill.

No?

Don't you feel that pills turn you off?

Yeah, but condoms break. Things happen.

Friday lunchtime I put on my diaphragm...

and keep it there until Sunday night.

Aha.

What an idiot.

Enough now, Barbara.

I just liked him.

Him.

I see the rest and...

Hello.

Yes, speaking.

Who's this?

Hello! How are you?

So we could check today?

We wanted to...

see what happened to the garden.

OK?

Great.

-Come on in. -Thanks.

That way.

Hello!

Hello.

How are you?

-Fine, you? -Fine.

So.

What do you think?

Different.

Yeah, well, I finished it

I felt bad to leave it like that.

And here we…

well, we didn't build the deck nor the...

The pond.

But we built this corner.

My corner for peace and quiet...

when these assholes stop banging.

So.

The idea would be...

to start over with the garden?

We wanted to know...

in what shape the garden was...

because we started but...

but I guess you called to...

to pick it up where we left it?

Look, really, I thought it was a good idea...

that you saw...

how things went...

but since there is not much left to do...

I thought I should finish it.

OK.

I did want you to see it.

So I have.

And I was thinking...

I wanted to ask you...

whether you'd like to go out with me.

If you feel like it.

And your wife?

She's not here.

She's gone.

She doesn't live here.

We're not together any more.

She lives out of town.

Give me a chance.

Open the gate, please.

At least think about it.

I've got work, please open the gate.

OK.

Thanks.

[traffic sounds in the distance]

[loud beep] [door closes]

Moron.

What's the matter?

I left the keys inside.

-Inside? -Yes.

And no one else has a copy?

Lupe but she's out of town.

Shall I?

No.

We could call a locksmith...

but it's kind of slow, kind of late, kind of a drag.

One could climb from a neighbor's balcony.

Or from there.

It can be done.

Once Lupe's brother did it, you can reach the balcony.

Let's do it.

I can do it.

No, I'll do it.

-Sure? -Yes.

Just give me directions...

to avoid ending up at someone else's.

Take your left

It's the balcony with the red umbrella.

Hey.

[distant thump]

There you are.

Thanks.

Your keys.

Thanks.

Let's go.

So...

you're in construction, right?

I'm an engineer.

I do work in construction, but I'm an engineer.

I mean I work in the construction sector.

I studied engineering.

And what do you do specifically?

I have a company that works for construction companies.

We provide elevator services.

I see.

Installation, maintenance.

Special units, reparation.

Elevators are my passion.

It is a fascinating world.

I figure.

When I was a kid...

as other children dreamt of being footballers or astronauts...

I wanted to own...

an elevator-services company.

Not to be an elevator operator.

You wanted to own. A company.

Truly. All my life.

I have one darling product. It's called Jupiter.

We're selling it.

What's it like?

It has two really cool features.

The floor is made of quartz...

and the ceiling...

looks like a mirror but is a polished steel plate.

That's like luxury category...

Not luxury but aimed at hotels...

big corporate buildings...

places people want to make look impressive.

And you know the fantasy...

of having sex in an elevator.

And if you have a mirror on the ceiling...

it incites the fantasy.

Well, not necessarily but...

anyway it's a libertine elevator.

Want anything else?

Same thing.

Is Naty here?

Do you have condoms?

Does it hurt?

Yes.

But I like it.

[panting]

[distant traffic sounds]

-Tea? -OK.

I'll use the deer cup.

What are you doing today?

Field work. La Dehesa.

-Me too. -Where?

San Cristobal hill.

There are these malfunctioning sprinklers.

It will be hot today.

Yeah, I know.

We could go to a terrace.

Drink something.

Great.

Spritz.

No, I can't.

Why?

Have to play tennis.

I mean I don't have to...

but I scheduled a match with Miguel Angel.

Fine.

I could call it off.

Forget it.

It's good that you do exercise.

Are you saying I'm fat?

Nope, but you do get nicer.

But let's go to the coast for the weekend.

Cool.

Can you get that house...

in Maitencillo?

Or a thermal spa.

But something nearby.

I don't want to spend a day in the car.

The nearest thermal spa...

“Jahuel”.

“Jahuel” or “El Corazón”.

But Jahuel seems more your type.

You woke up thirsty, I see.

Yeah, it was rough.

You drank a bit.

Aren't you...

Aren't you Gaspar Rivas's girlfriend?

Lead guitar for Simil?

Yeah, I know him.

A million years ago.

I know you from photos.

Well, then...

let's see if we find something nearby.

OK.

-What? -Nothing.

What is it?

Nothing.

-What, yo? -Nothing, yo.

[water pouring]

Hey.

You know, I've had it with this immaturity.

I'm a serious guy.

Cut the crap and move in with me.

I want a real family.

And I am running out of time.

But it's too soon.

Do you want to wait another year?

I don't know.

Besides...

you don't have that much time, either.

You're a grown woman.

Aren't you?

-Are you saying I'm old? -No.

No. I'm not, but...

how old are you?

I don't credit you.

Hey.

[shower running]

Go away.

Can I speak in private to Barbara?

Please?

Take good care of her.

Sweetheart, I'm sorry.

Please, leave.

You see the sun rise from behind the ocean.

It's a beautiful thing.

I would have never thought of going down there.

But we have these American friends...

that are crazy about outdoors...

and they convinced us.

How's that?

Do you feel it?

I feel something.

Pain?

Pressure.

OK.

Wrong one.

There.

How's that?

How do you feel it?

Feel anything?

Nope.

Nothing?

No.

Nothing uncomfortable?

Stand up.

I need you to walk...

to see how you feel in motion.

So we bought sleeping bags, like, super pro.

I think we're OK.

You feel nothing?

Great, then.

Lie down.

We're done.

Seventy.

Get dressed.

So we're leaving.

The kids are excited.

Who would have thought: me grabbing a sleeping bag.

I guess you understand...

that this doesn't protect against sexually transmitted diseases.

I know.

I'll assume then that you're on a steady relationship.

I'm going out with someone.

Great!

For how long?

About a year.

Then you're not “going out”.

It's a serious thing.

I'm so glad.

This was the line.

That one.

The whole thing.

[birds chirping]

I nagged him so much.

I spent all his teenage years...

telling him that money wasn't the most important thing.

And he was obsessed.

And he saved and saved.

He had deposits and savings in dollars...

and all sorts of stuff.

It's amazing how he focused on that.

And he was good at it.

Yes, he was.

That's why it's even harder to see him now.

He wakes up all cheerful...

making plans.

For a minute there he seems his old self.

And then he forgets everything.

I was so convinced...

that he was going to have kids with you...

that I would have grandchildren.

I always heard how important grandchildren were...

that one could even love them more than one's kids.

My friends call me, people forget.

They call me...

they tell me about their grandchildren's drolleries...

or their children's successes.

Such…

I'm sorry.

…banal things...

and you begin to feel so alien.

I...

Every day...

Every day...

when I wake up…

I think…

it can't be true.

It can't be true.

Let's go.

[footsteps]

Sorry.

[door closes shut]

[traffic sounds]

Hello.

Hello.

I'll take you back on two conditions.

That you move in here, with me.

And that you quit smoking.

You don't intend to smoke while pregnant, do you?

So you might as well start right away.

[dramatic music swells]

[panting]

[telephone buzzes]

Forget it.

[telephone buzzes]

OK.

Get it.

Miguel Angel.

Thank God you picked up, man.

It's a mess.

It's a fucking mess.

What?

It collapsed.

Why don't you come over?

Now?

Of course now.

It's gory.

The cops are outside.

The janitor got his leg chopped off.

Shit.

OK.

I'm not just there.

I'm on my way.

Bye.

What do you mean “on your way”?

Gotta go to work.

It's today.

-I know but... -Today.

Let's pick it up tonight.

Come on, a quickie.

We'll be within the time bracket.

I don't know if I'll feel like it.

I'll make sure you feel like it.

With Naty around?

Naty is super discreet.

I can get some delicatessen.

It'll be OK.

But I really have to go now.

[door slams shut]

[shower running]

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

Hello?

Yes.

She has her headphones on.

Look...

may I call you later?

I can't talk right now.

We're out of scallions.

I'll go get some.

OK.

OK.

Need any money?

No, Mr Nils can pay me back later.

-OK. -OK.

Good.

[ambient sounds]

[slow music]

You have a visitor.

Guille.

Hi.

You came back.

I've missed you so much.

Me too.

I don't believe you.

It's true.

My life is meaningless without you.

[heavy breathing]

[panting]

I will always love you.

[dramatic music swells]

[music continues]

Hi, love.

Hi.

Sweetheart.

Sweetheart?

I think I don't feel like doing anything.

I'm not feeling too well.

It's OK.

Sorry.

It's OK.

I told Naty to make soup.

Then we get to bed and pamper each other, OK?

-OK, I'm coming. -OK, I'm coming.

You truly don't mind?

No.

[rustling]

[slow music]

[music intensifies]

[music continues]