All language subtitles for The Night of Two Moons (2018) - Free Movies - Tubi

Some stars are born from water.

Some children are born from “suspiros”.

Some say that one night,
Mars was so close to Earth,

that one could see two moons in the sky.

That was the night he was born.

The night...

of the two moons.

Again?

Could you check it out?

No problem.
I'll drop by later.

Thank you, Chuito.

No, this isn't going to
work, Ubaldo.

You are too Olympic.

That was the deal.

Ninety days, forty laps,
five kilos less, zero complains.

Your boyfriend is here.

Aren't you going to drop that?
He is not my boyfriend.

When have I ever been
involved with a coworker?

That one doesn't count.
It was a moment of weakness.

Besides, he isn't gay,
so it's not happening.

Give him a little push
and you'll see.

You think so?

You need a guy
who truly loves you.

Look who's talking, the expert
on love and little pushes.

Don't mock me.

I'll be right back.

I have some documents to sign.

Keep swimming.
You still have 39 laps left.

What are you going to do?

No. What are we going to do!
This concerns the both of us.

Federica, you know
about my situation,

so don't fuck with me.

You're not having that baby.

No. I'm not going to have it.

Negative. I'm not pregnant.

Federica!
Come on, don't get mad.

It's not that I don't want to.
I just can't.

Federica!

Federica!

Thank you.

- Here you are.
- Thank you.

I see a little problem
on your back.

You need to take care of it
and not lift too much weight.

What's going on?

Dear, technical problems.
We've been waiting for an hour.

- How old are you?
- Thirty-eight.

Soon a good man will come to you
and make you happy.

The rest is fine.

- How much do I owe you?
- Whatever you want to pay me.

Thank you.

Mrs. Tomasa, I didn't know
you had a traveling office.

Dear, things are really bad.
I have to do what I can.

I see.
Read my palm.

No. I've read yours
too many times.

Yes, but you always tell me
the same thing.

Hands are always the same.
They never change.

I also want a man
that makes me happy.

Well, you need to be born again,

because I only see douchebags
on your heart line.

Dear, finally!
Help me with these bags.

Sure.

- I'll take this one.
- Thank you.

How's your mom?

She's well.

Hi.

Chuito left you the Jeep keys.
He said it's ready.

"Fasten your seatbelts,
it's going to be a bumpy night."

Bette Davis, All About Eve.

How mistaken you are.
Take a look in a mirror.

You are nothing.
You are no one.

Just a poor bastard freshly
dressed with fancy clothes.

Do you think a lowlife like you

can take Carlos Alfredo
away from me?

Carlos Alfredo will never be
yours, because it is me he loves.

When he finds out I'm having
his son, he will marry me.

So, start packing
your suitcases, baseborn.

That child isn't Carlos Alfredo's!

And who is going to believe you?

He'll figure out it's a trap.

That it's someone
else's child, slut.

What is going on here?

Mom, did you ever have
a fling with that actor?

No. I only had eyes
for your father.

Nevertheless, he would fuck
everything that moved.

Be it blonde, brunette,
tall, thin, fat...

He'd fuck everything.

Do you believe love exists?

No.

Well, in movies.

What about in the soap operas
my dad used to write?

Your father?

He didn't know
how to care for someone.

That's why he wrote soap operas,
because they are all fake.

What about me?

What about you?

What am I made of, then?

Federica, you don't need love
to have children.

Only sex.
And not even that nowadays.

I want a baby.

With Joaquin?
Don't fuck with me.

With you.

Ubaldo, you are my best friend.

Who better than you
to be the father?

You are the smartest, most humane,
most caring, most understanding,

most charismatic, funniest...

You are the most handsome man
of them all,

most just, most responsible,
a suma cumlaude,

most creative, most ingenious...

Besides, you are the healthiest,
the great Olympic athlete,

most well-endowed, best sense
of humor, you are so much fun...

You know what? I'm sure
you are the ideal candidate.

Ubaldo, you are like
from another planet.

Another planet, but you are here.

You'd be the perfect dad, Ubaldo.

Federica, would you lower
your voice, please?

And best of all, we don't have
to do it like everybody else.

The first step is to obtain
good quality eggs.

That's why the sonograms
are so important,

to monitor the development
of the ovarian follicles closely.

We suck the follicular liquid
from which we get the eggs we need

so that the biologist can proceed
with the fertilization.

In parallel, we prepare the semen

so that its fertilization power
is even higher.

There are thousands
of spermatozoids.

The fittest will naturally
achieve fertilization.

Hello?

Yes, it's me.

When will the embryo
be implanted?

Yes, tomorrow at noon is fine.

See you tomorrow. Thanks.

Are you thinking of
moving on with this craziness?

Why don't you get on a diet
and find a man, but a manly man,

and live your life
like a normal woman?

- Normal?
- Yes.

Like you?

And spend the rest of my life
yearning for the man that left me?

Federica Marin?

Hi. How are you?

You know, busy.
Crazy day.

You can come in now.

Thank you.

Hello?

Where are you?

I'm on my way, Fabiola,
but the traffic is pretty bad.

I left you a voicemail,
did you not listen to it?

No. They gave my turn
to another patient.

Don't be late.

Don't worry, Fabi.
I'll be there.

Even if I have to swim,
I'll be there.

Hurry up,
I'm here all alone

and there are still patients left.

This city is impossible, isn't it?
You can come in now.

Could you read this for me?

Sure.

"The amniocentesis test
reveals normal values

inside the established parameters.

However, it is interesting that
the genetic makeup of the fetus

does not match the mother's DNA."

Thank you.

There has to be some kind
of guarantee for these procedures.

We'll perform DNA tests
on all of them

until we can identify with whom
the embryo exchange took place.

Who are those women?

We cannot give you
that information.

I need to know.

Please, I guarantee we will get
to the bottom of this mistake.

- We are...
- I'd like to talk to the director.

Let's try to calm down.

I am very calm and I'd like
to talk to the director. Now.

What's wrong?

Sit down.

Are you feeling well?

Don't worry,
everything will be fine.

Wait here while I bring you
some sugar water.

It's just a matter
of reaching an agreement.

When you both give birth,

we'll exchange the babies
and problem solved.

We have to be patient
and let the clinic do its job.

In any case, I'm going to sue
the shit out of these guys.

No, don't worry.

It's just some tests to make sure
everything is all right.

Is tomorrow afternoon OK?

Yes. I'll wait for you
at two then.

See you tomorrow.

Hello, this is Fabiola.

I can't come
to the phone right now,

so please leave a message.

Your words are dreams to reach
Your smile the waning moon

The sky opens up
because finally I'll have you

I'll have you

Your arms are my support to climb

Your legs are my crotches
To come down

Your mouth my peace,
My salt, my luck

Your breath is
The sea's breeze

Your caresses can be breathed in

Honey and water that walk

The stars brighten

The wind burns with your smile

Your caresses can be breathed in

Honey and water that walk

The stars brighten

The wind burns with your smile

Your sighs are steps
When moving forward

Your passion is the face

That provide the strength
The love, the being and seeing

What I'll have
I'll have, I'll have

Your caresses can be breathed in

Honey and water that walk

The stars brighten

The wind burns with your smile

Your caresses can be breathed in

Honey and water that walk

The stars brighten

The wind burns with your...

Hi, it's Ubaldo.
Leave a message after the beep.

Good evening.

Yes, she just came in.
Are you a family member?

Yes. Can you tell me
how she's doing?

And the baby?

- What's with the delay?
- I'm sorry, Mother.

It is not me
who has to forgive you.

Let our Lord do it.

A tormented soul
got on our bus and robbed us.

What were you doing in that bus?

I went to the hospital
to visit Sister Maria

and to bring her the donuts
from Santa Rita that she loves,

but that delinquent ate them

and then said
they were disgusting.

- How dare you?
- No, Mother, that's what he said.

I replied saying that those donuts
were made by the sacred hands

of the sisters
of our congregation.

Then he pointed his gun at me
and told me to shut up

if I didn't want to go to heaven
to make Santa Rita company.

Were you alone?

No, Sister Sagrario
came with me.

Lies! I know where you were.

I've been following you
this whole time

and I had to witness
your disdain with my own eyes.

Believe me, you will not be free
from divine punishment.

You will burn
in the fires of Hell,

just like your sinner mother

who left this convent
without mercy.

What's the matter?

Nothing.

That's not good for your baby.

My baby's dead.

"All right, Mr. DeMille,
I'm ready for my close-up."

Gloria Swanson, Sunset Boulevard.

I'm coming!

These people think that
everyone wakes up early like them,

as if I didn't have things to do.

Ubaldo, did you fall
from your bed?

What are you doing up so early?

Never mind the time, Eva.
You always look spectacular.

"I've always depended
on the kindness of strangers."

Blanche Dubois,
A Streetcar Named Desire.

Federica!
Ubaldo is here.

Dry or on the rocks?

No. It's too early.
I'll take a coffee.

If it's not too much to ask.

Not at all.

It's my pleasure.

Gorgeous.

What is it? I've called you
a thousand times.

The battery.

What was that message
you left me last night?

Nothing. I started
thinking backwards, you know.

What happened?

Hug me.

Everything will be OK.
Don't worry.

They switched the embryos because
they got the names mixed up.

I know who got my embryo.

She lost the baby.

"Coffee for three,
secrets for two."

What would you call this movie?

One too many.

Which one?

When I'm good, I'm very good,

but when I'm bad,
I'm even better.

Well-intentioned those who
open the door unafraid.

Honey, turn on the light.

It's a dark afternoon and
it looks like it's going to rain.

Mrs. Tomasa, a child that is not
mine is growing in my belly.

If it is inside you, it's yours.

No. They made a mistake
and gave me one that's not mine.

Nature doesn't make mistakes.

If it's not yours,
it will not be.

Many herbs grow in the bushes
to right what's born crooked.

So, how's your mom?

Fine.

It's been a while
since I've seen her on TV.

She's such a good actress.

The waters go back
into their course, dear.

The river never goes back.
Don't fret.

On these crosses, matter
of the spirit that fixes all.

In the name
of the virgins in Heaven.

Whatever is not meant to be,
shall not be.

Do you want to stay here?

"Children live in the sky,
they are made of desire."

"They are children
of the moon and a bright star.

They live in the suspiros,
made by the baker."

This is not the story
I asked for.

It gets more scientific
as you read on.

Children are not born
from suspiros,

or from the moon
and a bright star.

And they don't live
in the sky either, Federica.

Those are metaphors.

We need to tell
the story like it is.

We talked about this.

I can't tell a story
if it doesn't come from within me.

Maybe in the stories you make up,
but this is a by-request book.

You have to adapt
to the requirements.

And give that child a face.

It looks like it came out
of a horror story.

Good morning.

¿Alonso Aragon?

Do you have an appointment?

Mr. Aragon only receives people
who have made an appointment.

When could I see him?

Your name?

Federica Marin.
I write children's stories.

Actually, I'm an illustrator.

Look, here we only publish essays,
research papers, PhD thesis.

As you can see,
nothing for children.

But here's a list
of publishing houses

specialized in
children's literature.

Good luck. Good day.

Excuse me.

Yes?

May I leave you a copy?

A copy of...?

My information, my resume,
just in case.

Thank you so much.

Excuse me, is it yours?
I mean, did you make it?

Yes.

A children's book.

What is it about?

It's the story of a child
that's about to be born.

It's not finished.
I need to get him a face...

I mean, a publisher.

I have a good friend
in this publishing house.

I could recommend you to him.

They only publish essays,
research papers, PhD thesis.

Thanks anyway.

Look at the time.

Marta and Gustavo
are coming over for dinner.

Alonso, I'm not
in the mood for friends.

I thought you'd like to see them,
take your mind off of things.

Why didn't you ask me first?

I left you several messages,
but your cellphone is still off.

Come on, cheer up.

It'll be good for you.
It'll be good for both of us.

I played dumb.

I treated him great.
The guy couldn't believe it.

Of course, after what he did
to me, he wasn't expecting it.

It's a good thing
I wasn't there,

because I'm not so philosophical.

I would have punched him
in the face.

Gustavo, you don't know
what you are talking about.

You don't realize that my revenge
was precisely to treat him well.

It's not that I believe
in destiny,

but life has a way of putting what
you are looking for on your path.

That's true.

Let me tell you,
I've been thinking of

turning the publishing house
around for a while.

Coincidentally, I met
a children's stories writer today.

Don't tell me.

You're going to publish
children's stories now?

Coffee?

Fabi...

Don't say anything, please.

Children still exist.

We love each other,
we are together.

You're still singing,
I'm still...

I will never sing again.

Fabi, please,
don't say silly things.

Sure, saying silly things
is more your thing.

Hello?

Yes, it's me.

Today I do have an appointment.

Right on time.

See? There's no future
without children.

You're right, dear.

When I started working
with Mr. Aragon senior,

the current Mr. Aragon
was still a child.

And yes, I like
children very much.

I don't always like the stories
people read to them though.

I can help you.

No, it's not convenient
in your state.

Mr. Aragon is waiting
for you in his office.

End of the hall.

I think I got the wrong office.

No, you didn't get it wrong.

I don't understand.

Didn't I tell you
I could recommend you?

Yes.

Nice to meet you.
Sit, please.

All right, what did you bring me?

Yes...

I brought some of my books...

Illustrations and drafts
of the new one.

Let's see.

Do you have any children?

No.

Me neither.

I wished it was like
you say in your story.

That children are just there,
waiting for us to desire them.

I was conceived,
but they didn't desire me.

I'm adopted.

Then you found some parents
that didn't conceive you,

but did want you.

That's what matters.

I've done everything
to have children,

and my wife wants it
more than anything in the world.

But it hasn't been enough.

You could adopt.

Fabiola, my wife, is still
very affected by our previous loss.

I hope that in time, maybe...

I don't know.

It's hard to believe
you don't have any children.

You write from within.

This book is going to be
a success. I'm interested.

- Can I keep this copy?
- Yes.

Thank you.

You're just guessing.

We have to wait
for the DNA tests.

Forget about it.
Never mind.

What are you thinking, Federica?

Those people have the right
to have their child.

They could file a lawsuit
and claim the baby.

The baby is inside me.
What more proof do you want?

I am the mother.

What are you going to do?

Are you going to raise
a child that's not yours?

Which came to you by mistake?

With parents who wanted it
with the same illusion as you?

I don't think you can live
with that in your conscience.

Take this chance to eat,

because at four
we are going to the University

to listen to
the rector's conference.

I won't say the title

because we'd fall asleep
right here and now.

At 5:30, I'll jump
from the University's roof naked.

It will be the only way
to wake up the crowd.

Not naked, Corina.

Wear that black satin body stocking
you wore to spice up our Christmas.

Ravishing.

Let's begin.

Let's finish.

Go where your head is.

I can't.

You can and you should.
Go now!

Corina...

Don't ask me for advice
about women.

I do not understand them.
I do not understand myself.

And I don't have
the slightest curiosity.

Didn't you have the day off?

I found a sentence
at the Constitutional Chamber.

The case is not the same,
but it can give us an idea.

What case?

Yours and your girlfriend's.

On the one hand,
article 197 of the Civil Code

states that the mother
is the one who gives birth.

However, the genetic mother
can challenge the filiation

established in the birth
certificate through a trial.

A case in which she has to prove
that she gave her egg.

Of course, it would be
a long and complex trial

because there is still
no legislation on surrogacy.

Two principles compete here:

that of the genetic mother,
which determines filiation;

and the best interest
of the child,

which attributes motherhood
to the pregnant mother,

the one that gives birth,
in this case, your girlfriend.

Mauro, you and I both know
that she is not my girlfriend.

I believe that in this book

we can find something
that complements...

The book needs to go
into printing this week.

I'm sorry...

I thought it was clear
since our last meeting.

Yes, it was clear
we did not agree.

Federica, this is
a by-request book.

It's not like
it's the book of your life.

Every book I make
is the book of my life.

This one more than any other.

I'll pay you back
the advance you gave me.

What's that again?

A book is so much more
than you can imagine, Aitana.

I don't imagine,
Federica, I publish.

The story of that child is mine.

It's not the story you wanted,

but the story that grows
inside of me.

I'm sorry.
Get yourself another writer.

I'm sorry.

How's everything in there?

Can you hear me?

Moon...

Firefly...

Suspiro...

I love you.

Hello?

Hi, how are you?

Fine.

Have you been working?

Well, not much really.

I did a few tests,
but nothing final.

I have a few suggestions.

Can you come to the publishing
house tomorrow?

I don't know.

Maybe it's better if I go when
I have something new to show you.

I don't want to waste time.

Are you saying that
a meeting with your editor

is a waste of time?

No, I didn't mean it like that.
The thing is...

Life is not fairy tale, Federica.
Wake up.

OK, I'll go tomorrow.

Raising a child is much more
complicated than all this nonsense.

OK, I'll see you tomorrow.

Having a kid just for the sake
of having a kid.

That's not how that works!

Children come from a relationship.

Like the one with your father.

Who ended up running away,
fleeing from you.

You were the problem.
That's why he abandoned us.

You don't have the right
to blame me for anything.

Especially not you, who came
to this world to ruin my life!

Don't give me that crap again.

I had a career, a future.
I came after your father.

I left everything for him
and ended up trapped here,

in this mistake of a country!

All you ever wanted
was to become the big star

Moi, j'avais une carrière, un futur,
et je suis venue derrière ton père.

How many?

Twenty-eight.

The clinic...

I don't understand.

Another woman has
my baby in her belly?

Just as you
would've had her baby in yours.

By elimination process
we're almost certain

it was you who got implanted
with the wrong embryo.

Once we conduct the tests,
we'll be completely certain.

It's hard to imagine how
you could've made such mistake.

The other patient's
last name is Marin.

Yours is Martin.

And the name Federica
also starts with an F.

It probably happened because
of the similarity in the names.

I was just thinking
about the name.

I like Lorenzo, like my dad.

What is it?

Nothing. We'll have time
to think about the name.

Alonso, the law protects
the pregnant mother.

This is very complicated.

Surely in vitro fertilization
didn't even exist

when they wrote that law.

There is an annex
that contemplates special cases,

and it clearly states

that the mother is
the one who gives birth.

But there must be
a way to appeal.

The DNA doesn't match,
that woman is not the mother.

I can't guarantee anything.

But laws can be interpreted,
find a way around them.

What are lawyers for, right?
There has to be a way.

This is a losing battle
from the start.

Let me see
if I get this straight,

are you proposing
that I should forget my kid?

No. I'm proposing an exit where
all the parties are involved,

that is, that you talk
to this lady

so that she gives you
the baby after birth.

But that has to be
between you two,

appeal to the fundamentally human,
to the feelings.

Us lawyers don't work
in every case.

Sometimes all we do
is get in the way.

FERTILITY CLINIC

Sacré-Coeur chocolates.
Miraculous.

They heal everything.

A priest that writes
about theology brings them to me.

If only he knew
the pleasure this gives me.

I'd be excommunicated.

Unanswered calls go to
a place called fear.

We take responsibility
for the mistake

in the implantation
procedure,

but we had nothing to do
with the miscarriage.

Of course you are
responsible for this.

There's always a percentage
of implanted women that miscarry.

It has nothing to do
with the mistake.

In fact, we had never
experienced anything similar.

And it will never happen again,

because I'll make sure
they shut this place down.

Weren't those the best
lawyers in the country?

They are.

So? How come they can't find
a solution to this matter?

It's a complicated case.
We have to be patient.

And you're happy with that?
You think that's enough?

How can you give up like that
and forget everything?

I haven't forgotten anything.

Well, we cannot wait
for the lawyers.

We have to move
heaven and earth.

Fabiola, these things take time.

It will be harder
after she gives birth.

I'm doing everything in my power.

There's too much at stake, Alonso.

This is about our son.
It may be our last chance.

Don't look at it like that.

How am I supposed to look at it?

Maybe we should talk later.

Of course, that's how to solve
everything: escaping, fleeing.

Something came up.
Can you come tomorrow?

We need to talk

You haven't drawn
the parent's faces yet.

I've been thinking
a lot about that.

I haven't solved it yet.

What's there to solve?

All children have a mom
and a dad, don't they?

Maybe it's not necessary
to give them a face,

so that children living
in a non-conventional family

can relate too.

It's about explaining
the origin of life,

which is none other than
the love between a couple,

and their desire
to have children.

Without a mon and a dad,
there is no child.

I love suspiros.

Maybe after reading you so much,

I know you better
than you imagine.

Federica, have you ever thought
about getting married,

having a family?

Well, that's what
everybody wants.

But not always what happens.

So, why not give a mom and a dad
to the child in the story?

Do you think people are programmed
to be a certain way

before they are born?

Don't you think life can set
different fates for you,

depending on other things?

For example?

Love...

Luck...

Accidents...

Life is full of surprises.

Do you think your biological
parents are more your parents

than the ones who gave you
the opportunity to be who you are?

It's amazing how everything
always ends up in Mom and Dad.

All the fears, the traumas.

My origin, for example...

It weighs on me
as if it were my fault.

No, it's not your fault.

Two?

Yes. I'm still on a diet.

No, four actually.

Four for me as well, please.

What's with the face?

This is my you-haven't-answered-
your-phone-in-two-days face.

Ring a bell?

And my mom?

She left me
with this mobile liquor store

and went to the garage.

Whatever it is she's doing
in there, it sounds dramatic.

What's wrong?

I went to the clinic.

It's true,
the woman lost the baby,

but even if the law
protects you...

The baby belongs
to the woman that gives birth.

No. It's not yours.

And the right thing is for you
to return it to the real parents.

The right thing?
I don't understand you.

I couldn't live with that weight
on my conscience, Federica.

And it wouldn't weigh you
to take it away from me?

This child is here,
eats what I eat,

sleeps in my dreams
since we planned it together.

No, hold on.

I can understand that
you feel him as your own,

but what part do I play here?

I'm neither the father
nor anything of that child.

How can you say that?

Federica, what's the reason
to take away the baby

from parents who wanted it
as much or more than you did?

Love, Ubaldo.
That's my reason.

My love for this baby.

I can't support you on this.

I can't.

What is it?
You don't like it?

No, yes, of course I like it.

The boy from our story
is not made up.

He's made out of suspiros

Who's texting you
at this hour?

Just a writer
with an existential crisis.

You know... artists.

Yes. Us artists
are like that, temperamental.

I'm sorry, Fabi.

I think the suspiros
I ate this afternoon

didn't sit very well.

That is all.

Really?

What a coincidence.

Excuse me.

I need to pee.

Don't shout!

You are taking mine!

They're just as horrible.

All you want
is the Best Actress one.

"Never mix, never worry."

Who's afraid...

Of Virginia Woolf?

Elizabeth...

Taylor.

"Never mix, never worry."

I really need to pee!

Even if you have it
inside you, it is not yours

We have to change the ending.

Why?

Because it doesn't work.

There must only be
one main character.

There has to be
a clearly defined mom and dad.

The kid comes home to
his parents' house after the trip.

It's the only possible ending.

All editors are the same.
They don't understand metaphors.

The metaphor
and the story end now!

You knew from the beginning!

You knew.

That baby is mine.

- No.
- Yes. Mine and my wife's.

It's more mine than yours.

I'm putting my body,
my life on the line...

But it's not yours.

It's not my fault that
the clinic made a mistake.

I'm as much a victim as you are.

That's true, but you insist on
moving forward with that mistake.

- I'm this child's mother.
- Your child is dead!

You didn't know
how to take care of him.

I'm sorry, Federica.
Nobody wanted this to happen.

But it happened.

And it left us
with nothing else to talk about.

That child is
going to look like me,

just like the one in the story.

Since when did you know?
Who deceived whom?

Are you all right?

Excuse me.

We already have an appointment

with the prosecutor
for the restraining order.

Should you need anything,
I'll be in my office.

It's OK, calm down.

All you have to do now
is take care of yourself

and your baby.

Yes, of course,
the story woman.

She certainly got us all
into a story!

Afterwards what I wanted was
to reach an agreement with her.

I didn't tell you anything
to not give you false hopes.

What you should have done
was to find other lawyers.

The law protects her, dammit!

There's nothing we can do.

Listen to me.

Think that it wasn't for us.
We can keep trying.

A thousand times,
as many times as you want.

A new treatment.

I can't.

I can't knowing that we have
a child being raised away from us.

Besides, I'm not even sure
that I'll have another chance.

We can always adopt.

We already have a child.

You know what?
I think it's best if you leave.

It's best.

Scarface.

A film by Brian de Palma.

Pacino. What happened
to my friend Pacino?

It's been a while
since he's been on TV.

Come.

Forgive me if I make you cry.

That's not a movie.
That's a song by Juan Gabriel.

When you were born,
I was very scared and afraid.

I thought, "what if my girl
has the same face

as the main character
of the soap opera"?

Your father was going to notice
that you weren't his.

I had some regrets.
What do I do?

Should I tell him?
Should I not tell him?

In the end, I told him

and he pretended like
he did not listen.

Time passed this way.

A year, another year and another,
never talking about the subject.

One day, he left.

But he didn't leave
because of you.

It was because of me.
He abandoned me.

It's not your fault.

I'm sorry I never told you
that before.

You didn't have to.

I always knew.

My dad is Rodrigo.

The rest doesn't matter.

The rest doesn't mean
anything to me.

Good morning.
Mrs. Fabiola Martin?

Yes, it's me.

Here, this is for you.

The African Queen.

Katherine Hepburn
empties Bogart's bottles.

Major hangover,
but then he got an Oscar.

Federica!

There's someone here for you!

Excuse me, who are you again?

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Some stars are born from water.

Some children
are born from "suspiros".

Some say that night,
Mars was so close to Earth

that one could see
two moons in the sky.

Some say that it is not true,

that it's made up,
Internet things,

but that night,

the night he was born,

I saw in the sky
two great and beautiful moons.

THE NIGHT OF THE TWO MOONS