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It must have been nice to pose for Salvador.

Yes, it was a nice experience.

- I would have loved it. - Yes, well...

Sometimes, it's a little tedious being a live model.

You're in most of his work now.

Yes, that's true. And I really appreciate it.

Well, thank you for the ride. You didn't have to.

He must have given you so many pieces.

I'm his main collector

and I'm willing to pay you a fortune for everything you have of his.

Oh.

Well, I'm sorry you went to all this trouble,

but I don't have any of his work.

Nothing?

Really?

I don't.

Roll down the window, please.

Iris!

Think about it.

I don't believe her.

Take care of it, please.

The Chameleon: Unchangeable Past

Hey!

Honey, you scared me.

Please, don't do that to me again. You scared me.

- Don't. - What's wrong?

With what?

Are you okay?

- Yes. - Yes?

I'm going to drink some water.

Sabri, are you okay?

I'm fine. Uh...

- Sabri! - What?

It's a relapse.

Mm.

Do you see me relapsing?

No, but I can see you're high.

It was just a finger.

- Yes? - Mm-hm.

Do you want me to call your sponsor?

- Don't laugh, don't scream. - Who?

Your sponsor.

Do you want to do MD?

- Do you remember? - Yes, I remember.

- Is Sofi asleep? - Mm-hm.

If we don't wake her up...

You piece of shit, wake up!

- Wake up, son of a bitch! - Hey!

- Diana, what are you doing? - Don't pretend you don't know.

- You're a piece of shit. - What's wrong with you?

- You're an asshole. - Come here.

What's wrong with you? Are you high? How dare you come in like that?

- You're doing everything wrong. - What's this?

That's a workbook. What's wrong with you?

Why are you looking at me like that? What's wrong?

- I don't know what's happening. - You fucked my friend, Dad.

- You're crazy. - You fucked my friend!

- Why would you say that? - You fucked my friend! I saw her. Look.

She's here. And I have a lot more notebooks.

I'm calling your psychiatrist. The treatment obviously isn't doing shit.

- What's wrong now? - What do you mean, bitch?

- You shut up! - Hey, okay! That's enough.

Do you think she has to put up with your madness?

Do you think you have the right

to scare Nina in the middle of the night with your yelling?

Diana, please.

Go take a shower and go to sleep.

We'll talk tomorrow.

Nina, go back to your room.

What's in the notebook?

It's a notebook she took from the studio. I don't know. I have no idea.

Sabrina.

Last night, I did MD.

I don't even know why I did it.

I think you do know why you did it.

There's another girl.

With Salvador?

Mm-hm.

I saw her.

What are you going to do?

Nothing.

I can't do anything if I see him and freeze.

You can investigate. You're a journalist.

Aren't you? You have the tools. You can expose him.

This could be a very important story for your career.

For your life, I mean.

You've changed a lot, Celina.

You never would've said something like that before.

No. You're the one who's changed.

You're not a girl anymore.

What's up, man?

I'm beating you more easily than usual.

You're shameless.

I destroyed you in the last match.

Should I call the ambulance or wait a bit?

Hm?

I'm not 20 anymore.

- Besides, I had such a weird night. - What? A date?

A date...

An after-party at a club.

Match point.

A girl you picked up there?

No, I already knew her. And you know her too.

Sabrina, the journalist.

Ah.

Nice.

- Beautiful. - Yes.

Did you agree to meet there?

I had to give her her phone back.

Ah.

And to give her the phone back, you asked her to go clubbing, you asshole.

She's a journalist. Remember that.

Don't worry, I can take care of myself.

No, I'm just reminding you to keep that in mind. She's Diana's friend.

I've known her my whole life.

What's wrong, Salva? Are you jealous?

- They're feisty girls, right? - Oh.

- Ready to play or do you want to leave? - Yes, I'm ready to beat you!

- Well, be ready. - Come on!

- Sabri! I'm glad you're here. - Good morning.

There's something waiting for you.

Alejo? Can you tell him I'm coming, please?

No, it's not Alejo.

She says she knows you, that she's your friend.

- Hey! - Fucking shit!

- What are you doing, Diana? - You don't answer my calls.

What's wrong? What do you want?

What do you think?

How many times did you fuck my dad in front of me?

Don't talk like that, it wasn't like that.

It wasn't? What was it like?

- Lower your voice. - What was it like?

I'm not talking about it here. It's not the time or the place.

When is the time?

Fifteen years from now?

Listen, you posed for my dad, right?

I was looking at these notebooks. I saw you naked in some sketches.

That's how it all started?

- Let's talk calmly. Here's your coffee. - Don't play dumb!

- Can you answer this question? - Stop yelling. Diana, stop!

- Just answer. - Where did you get this? Can you explain?

From my dad's studio. Where else would I get it?

- When did it all start? - Calm down.

- It's not like that. - Come on, tell me.

Why didn't you tell me? We told each other everything all the time.

We told each other everything, but he forbade it. I had no choice.

And you obeyed?

I was 16. What did you want me to do? And I thought I was in love.

That's fucking disgusting!

- He manipulated me. That's it. - Shut up.

I don't want to hear it. I don't care.

Okay.

Hey.

I don't think I'm in this notebook.

Yes, you are. I saw you.

No, I'm not. This isn't me. I would recognize myself.

It's not me either.

Give me that.

You were at the beginning.

No.

No, for fuck's sake. Fuck, I got confused.

- No! He took it. I can't believe it. - What do you mean he took it?

Who?

My dad. I went to confront him and...

- Why did you do that? - I needed to look him in the face.

- You know? To see if it was true. - Okay.

What was her name?

Hey.

Isn't that María Paula?

- María Paula. - Do you remember?

Are you waiting for a call?

She was weird, wasn't she?

Yes, she got weird

when we started hanging out more.

I can't believe it.

Is everything okay?

It gives me great satisfaction

to make this retrospective in my country.

I've had the chance to expose

all over the world...

- I love what he does. - But nothing is more

- A patient gave me a copy of his work. - ...beautiful...

- I told you, right? - ...than coming back to your country.

He's shameless.

- Do you know him? - I'm very excited to show my work here.

He's the reason Sabrina

- came back to see me. - You are the ones who can...

- I don't know if I'll get to see it. - ...value and

- understand my work better than anyone. - But he will fall.

That's why I want to invite you to the exhibition.

I have what you asked for.

Let's see.

A whole collection.

Very good job.

- Fuck. Do you have a lighter? - No, I don't.

- Here? Are you sure? - No, I don't smoke anymore.

Your husband doesn't smoke either?

Mm-mm.

Do you do everything right?

I don't know if I can go to the exhibition.

- It's okay. I'll pick you up and take you. - No, I don't want to.

- Let's go together. - No.

No. If I go, I'll go alone.

- I'll see you there. - Okay.

I don't know if I can keep quiet.

You'll have to.

It's all stuck here...

You'll have to. You have to shut up, go to the exhibition.

Pretend nothing's wrong.

You have to be intelligent. Your dad is very smart, Diana.

We have to find Paula.

- That's what we have to do. - You know what? You're right.

Excuse me.

I'm sorry, I don't want to bother you.

I was worried about Diana. How is she?

Sit down.

You were scared.

Diana has been like that her whole life.

She's a special girl.

But you don't have to worry. She'll be fine.

Mm.

I was studying and I couldn't concentrate.

- Do you want me to help you? - No, thank you.

I'm making tea. Do you want some?

No, thank you.

- Hello, Diana. Here are your things. - What are you doing?

- You can't stay here. - This is my dad's house, not yours.

- You're bad for your dad. - I want to talk to my dad. Dad!

- Dad! - He's not here.

He's not here and he asked me not to let you in.

You're a piece of shit.

You're a piece of shit just like him.

And you don't know what you're getting into.

- Yes, I do. - No, you don't. You have no idea.

Yes, I do. You're an adult. Move on.

- Leave us alone. - Asshole!

I'd better leave this house of assholes!

- Asshole! - What an unbearable kid.

That's lovely, honey.

- Again! - Hello.

Hello.

- Mom! - Hello, honey.

- You look great, Mom. - Really?

I love it. I love that suit. It looks great on you.

- Why are you wearing that dress? - Grandma bought it for me.

I bought it for her to go to the exhibition.

Look how it looks on her.

No, it looks great, but Sofi is not going to the exhibition.

What do you mean she's not going to the exhibition?

- Mm-mm. - Why are you so petty?

- But... - I'm not petty.

I wanted to go.

Yes, honey, I understand.

But I don't want her to go into that world.

What world? My world?

It's not your world, Mom. It's Salvador's world.

She's not going.

Hello. How are you?

Can I stay at your place?

Yes, of course, baby.

- I'll leave you my things. Watch them. - Okay. We'll finish here and go there.

- Didn't you have your dad's thing? - Yes.

- I'm going now. - Okay.

Do you have anything left?

- No, honey. We can smoke a joint. - No.

- Something else. - No.

Hello.

No, honey, I don't have anything.

Here's your stuff.

SALVADOR CARVALLO FALL 2023 RETROSPECTIVE EXHIBITION

Do you think so?

An exaggeration in the neck area

and hiding the face part, and a hand...

Go away. I told you. I don't feel like talking.

Well, okay.

Hello, good evening.

The hand. This work was highly rewarded in Paris.

First place in Paris, Hungary, and Barcelona.

- This way, please. - Thank you.

- Iris. - How are you?

- How are you? - Very well.

- Hello. - Hello.

- How are you? - Make yourselves at home.

We're finishing the details for the suit.

- Okay. Thank you. - Have a seat.

I'm scared of this woman.

She's weird.

Honey, can you pour me a glass of water?

- Yes. - Thank you.

Do you know what you're going to do?

Not yet.

But Salvador told me it would be something relaxed.

Do you think you're going to do something relaxed?

Hello.

Hello!

Good evening. How are you?

- How are you? Welcome. - Very well.

They just told me you were here.

Here we are.

Iris...

Oh, my God.

You're glowing, Iris.

You'll take care of me, right?

Of course.

As usual. And you know it.

Champagne! Did you eat anything?

No, I can't.

Enjoy it while it's here...

Iris, this way, please.

Yes.

Don't worry, Iris. Enjoy your night.

Sure. See you later.

What did you tell Diana?

The truth.

What truth?

What's going on? Why won't they let me in?

She's not authorized. Close the door.

What? Diego, how can I not be authorized?

It's my dad's exhibition. What are you talking about?

What? What's going on? Why, Diego? Look at me.

Man, you know me! Hey!

What are you touching, motherfucker? Assholes!

Assholes!

Motherfucker!

With that fucking face...

Hey!

Don't tell me you're looking for me.

I'm looking for Diana.

Ah.

You didn't answer my messages anymore.

What messages?

The last time we spoke was for the interview.

I forgot my phone, you sent it to me, and we stopped talking.

No, I thought it was different, but I could be wrong. Yes.

Dad!

Dad!

You're a son of a bitch!

Diana, what are you doing?

I'll tell everyone who you are and what you did.

Diana, get away from the railing, please.

- Don't come closer. - Nobody come closer.

Listen to her. Don't touch her, please.

Diana, please don't!

- Didn't you want to let me in? Let me go! - Diana!

Let me go!

Diana, no!

- She's dead! Go get someone. - Honey.

- What did you do, honey? - Call an ambulance.

- What did you do? How could you do that? - Please go with my partner.

- Do something! - What did you do?

- Call an ambulance! - Stay away.

- Let her breathe. - Calm down, look at me.

The Chameleon: Unchangeable Past

♪ I look at my world and the present embraces me ♪

♪ My girl and my husband dance on the terrace ♪

♪ Here's to life, to what we've achieved ♪

♪ I celebrate with my people This dream come true ♪

♪ But I always want more It's never enough ♪

♪ I'm still in the race The finish line is different ♪

♪ The light goes out in the air and it's turned dark ♪

♪ There's a shadow following me and I feel like I'm shutting myself down ♪

♪ The anxiety comes back, the stress ♪

♪ The stench, the pain of missing Not doing your best ♪

♪ That smell and that color again ♪

♪ It is the shadow of the monster Coming to see me ♪

♪ I fall into disdain I hide in the attic ♪

♪ I run away from love In case it hurts when it changes ♪

♪ I need to talk The darkness pulls me in ♪

♪ I have to fight Be the light that gives it away ♪

♪ But it escapes and camouflages It changes shape ♪

♪ It kills and doesn't get dirty Poisonous and muddy ♪

♪ I graze insanity and I don't want to fall into the pit ♪

♪ Guilty of the wound He turned into a sketch ♪

♪ Hate courses through me and I paint with vengeance ♪

♪ Every canvas I break, every false hope ♪

♪ My rage is not enough I have no use for spears ♪

♪ And this loneliness seeks me out and jumps at me ♪

♪ Nothing to lose, about to win my peace ♪

♪ To be the voice of one and all the others ♪

♪ Let justice be the one who punishes ♪

♪ He who draws bodies by making them bleed ♪

♪ And now I'm my own truth and you are a scar ♪

♪ I faced the wound to be happy ♪

♪ I rise up like an empress Making you fall and tending to my root ♪

♪ And now I'm my own truth and you are a scar ♪

♪ I faced the wound to be happy ♪

♪ I rise up like an empress Making you fall and tending to my root ♪

Translated by Andrés Negrete