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AN OPEN HEART

Thank you.

Well...

What do we do, Mila?

We just wait?

Yes, he'll be here.

“Operating Theatre”

That's good, we got to the heart.

Take this, please.

I've cleaned everything.

- Have you another compress ready? - Yes.

The cone...

Start the pump. Let's stop the heart.

Clamp.

Separate them, Mila.

A little more.

Perfect.

Restart it.

OK.

Suture.

- This was a heart... - Bye, Javier!

This heart hypertrophied, in 4 cavities.

Significant dilation of the tricuspid valve.

Fragile tissues, difficult homeostasis, but we managed.

Hemodynamics stable by the end.

Oh, look...

Where were you? Been waiting for hours...

- Tough luck. - You don't care about me.

- Pick one. - This.

Your watch, congratulations!

OK, boss?

No, I'm not OK.

I warned you, Javier,

- I don't like rumors. - What?

I'm travelling tomorrow, when I get back I want to talk to you.

Come see me in my office.

Good night.

You OK? What did he say?

As congratulatory ever.

- Let's get going? - What?

- Let's get going? - No, no, no...

Yes, yes, yes! Come on.

- No. - I'm tired.

We have to say goodbye!

No, let's go.

Gaël, the helmets.

- Here you are. - Thank you, bye.

Go slower, Monkey!

Slower! Monkey, slower!

Ah, Monkey!

Yes, she is fasting.

I'll operate this afternoon. OK, bye.

- Don't you want a real holiday? - What's a real holiday?

- It's not a dump! - Who does the cleaning?

That's you.

You're right. I said nothing!

What's all this with a real holiday?

Don't you see the difference?

- It's true, we work too much. - Not only that.

I want to see you naked on a desert island just for me.

Just imagine, naked on a desert island, doing nothing.

- An hour would be enough. - Who said doing nothing?

Who said that?

- I have to go. - Oh yeah?

You put on weight?

I eat too much. You drink too much.

- We fuck too much. - Never too much!

- Never too much. - And you do no sport.

Over the... on my side...

- Yeah! - Why?

- I won! - Won what?

- You didn't win! - Be quiet!

No big deal.

You play badly.

Play really badly.

Tough luck!

- I let you win. - Oh yeah? Bad looser...

I let you win!

Good morning, Mrs. Marguerite.

- You're not serious. - I shouldn't say...

See you later.

So? Does she like you?

You're not afraid of cliches, are you?

You can talk. Be nice.

So does she want night classes?

In fact, she's filed for divorce from her husband.

- She's being supported by David. - David?

- Yes, David. - Nonsense!

Wake up, Mila!

I tried to get them to cool it, but they're determined.

Mila, wait...

Anarchist! You can't come in here!

From the beginning of next month, you're done, no more operating.

Consultations and teaching... That's all.

This time it's non-negotiable.

Yes! If you want to kill me go right ahead.

Don't over dramatise it.

It's a measure that's not necessarily definitive.

I know the hospital is in your debt.

It was you who put the transplant programme in place.

Your reputation will remain intact.

You know very well I don't care about my repuation, Masson.

I asked you to do an alcohol detox but you refused to listen.

I can't protect you.

Who will operate in my place?

Erard?

Desmoulins?

- Larnaudie? - Your wife.

You forgot your wife.

Javier!

Javier, I have to warn you...

Don't try another hospital. This issue will follow you.

- Hi. - Hi.

They said that Javier is with Mr. Masson?

Yeah, but it's ages since Dr. Rulfo left.

OK, thank you.

No problem, bye.

I told them this morning I want more input from this lab.

The effects if spores are present is dramatic.

But by that time and you cannot just stop...

You're yawning... OK...

I didn't sleep all night. Martin was due at midnight...

“Working until midnight” and at 2am he still hadn't arrived.

He doesn't want me to yell at him.

Me, the more I sleep, the more tired I get.

And now I have nausea.

Are you taking the pill as I prescribed?

I guess...

Are you taking it regularly?

More or less, yes.

- Hello! - Hi, OK?

When was your last period?

- Mila? - What?

Don't look for trouble!

- Shit, It's not possible! - It is possible. We'll do a test.

Call me!

Javier?

Why didn't you call?

Do whatever you like, but please call me.

My wife...

Beautiful and straight...

Like this reproach...

They want to bury me alive...

and you knew.

You knew Mila!

Aren't you part of this conspiracy?

Masson's not crazy, he won't fire you. You're his best...

You sure of that?

From where does she know all this, “Madame...

Know-it-all”?

Stop... I'll see him tomorrow and...

No, no, Mila!

I forbid you, Mila! I forbid you to go see him...

To talk about me.

He can't do this to us!

Us?

- Us? - Yes, us.

What's this us, Mila? It's just me, Monkey...

I'm his target. Not us.

“Board of Shit”.

Over there...

Six hours operating...

What have we after lunch?

A dissection of the aorta... Oh yeah! Mechanical valves.

I don't understand why valves...

- Hello! - See you later.

The natural ones are much better. Anyway, I don't know...

You're right.

And if you're sure, better to do it sooner.

- You're sure? You've thought it through? - Yes, there's nothing to think about.

- Maybe it's a sign, this accident? - I've never wanted one, why now?

I'm past that age. I'm aborting, so say no more. Need a lift?

What does Javier think?

- I'll drop you. Move it! - Wait, wait...

It's nice to go on a motorcycle. I'm tired of the bike.

What're you doing here?

- You on duty today? - Yeah, but they replaced me.

“Yes, I know well...

“one great day she'll return...

“But I hesitate, that day is so far...

“We will not believe...

“That tonight could be the last time...

“Kiss Me...”

OK, hold on!

Careful!

Help me.

- Let's jump? - Yes, jump.

Javier?

Javier!

Que rico!

- Que rico! - Que rico!

Here.

Your life is good, isn't it?

- Yes, not bad. - Ah yes, not bad.

Know this, baby...

- You ain't seen nothing yet! - What a boaster! You show off!

And Sylvie? What did she say?

- Was it about Martin? - No.

So then?

- What did she want? - Nothing.

What's nothing?

Oh yeah, hi, you OK? Wanna come with me?

Be right back...

She hasn't told you? That it?

I got scared.

I got really scared.

I thought it was a health problem.

But it's just an abortion, right?

What have you given me, Cristelle?

That's an 8, not a 6!

Hold this.

The packet.

OK, I can see nothing.

I can see nothing!

OK, aspiration...

Here, here...

- OK, I've got it. - Pressure falling.

Javier! What's happening?

Here!

She who likes to do everything for herself...

Go ahead, finish it!

Well, I can... Someone needs to help me!

Take my place. Call Jacques.

- Is he here? - I think he's in Theatre 3.

- Call him, please. - Nathalie, please!

Patient is stable.

We'll get there. Let's concentrate.

Come over to my side, please. Hold this.

- So? - How's the pressure?

- Stable at 10. - Scissors.

- Hello, Gaël. - Hi, Mila.

Want to go for a ride?

Come on, we'll go home, take a bath, OK?

Come on...

Could happen to anyone. That coronary was super thin.

You're tired...

The problem is not the child,

it's the father.

It's me!

Gaël?

A beer, please.

I found out that I'm pregnant.

I've an appointment for an abortion.

- It's simple, no drama... - It's simple...

Gaël... She's pregnant.

Didn't you know? Neither did I.

I don't know what happened. Something went wrong with the pill.

Are you sure?

We always said we wouldn't have children.

You!

You always said we wouldn't have a kid.

But didn't you agree?

We are free and happy. We won't trade that

for something that controls us.

A thing...

One thing to control us...

- An embryo, if you prefer. - An embryo?

- Come! Come here. - Hi friend.

- Come here. - Javier.

Let me in?

- Javier. - As a child,

I wanted to be a veterinarian.

Listen. Get down from there.

I should have done that. It would have pissed me off less.

No! It's dangerous.

Listen to me...

Are you crazy? What are you doing?

Down! Don't get over it. Get down!

You are drunk!

He never lost it during an operation before.

Thanks to you!

He's the best, everyone knows that. They're jealous!

This is not the first time, Mila. Open your eyes.

Your husband is an alcoholic.

Do you think that an alcoholic

- can operate for 12 hours? - Yes!

I've seen all this before. Belive me it always ends badly.

What does Javier think?

- Hello, Marc. - Hi.

We've never talked about it.

It's not taboo. It's his life, not mine.

He's scared. It's too much pressure.

He manages... I don't know, he needs it...

I'm pregnant...

He wants to keep it. I think it's too much.

I've appointment for an abortion next week.

Mila?

Mila?

- Mila? - I'm coming.

Mila?

Where have you been?

- Where have you been? - Here.

And stop yelling.

Let's go to South America!

You've always wanted to do humanitarian work. Let's go.

- We'll go live back home? - Why do you call it your home?

A year, ten years, a thousand years...

A new beginning!

And you announce it to me like that, not even wearing panties?

My panties...

You'll drop everything to go live in the jungle?

With you, yes.

You're a fool, Mila.

You're a real fool. I don't want you to ruin your career?

What career? No career, I have a job.

You'd be ready? Really ready to leave everything?

Yes.

And the baby?

What about the baby?

What will we do?

Women give birth in Iguazu, right?

Keeping the baby is a great idea.

But resigning? What will that achieve?

It's no sacrifice. It's my turn to live in his country.

That so?

Think your problems will disappear when you leave?

No, but I think he'll stop drinking.

Be less stressed. Different.

Yes that's it, of course.

I remember a beautiful girl, with a nice ass,

who wanted to be the greatest surgeon in the world.

Stop, Marc! I was a student. Shit, I don't need to justify myself.

No? 15 years of study

to go operating in the jungle, with two knives.

Your parents will be proud!

My parents won't give a fuck! Neither then nor now, hallelujah!

Not what your father said to me...

What did my father say?

If you're so sure, why ask me?

Why're you telling me?

What time is it?

I've no idea.

Have I been asleep for long?

As usual.

Too long.

Thanks for the roses.

Is it not a bit soon?

To do all this?

For the baby, as early as possible is best.

No?

Wait! My book is there too.

- What? - My book.

You know I had a book?

It makes me want to be a father even more.

I wish you could know him. He looks like you... look.

Oh no, it's me...

He's the one who looks like me!

This.

- Hello. - Hello.

How far gone?

- Eight and a half months. - Yeah?

We're pregnant too!

Us!

OK, be more careful now.

Everyone knows, you can slow down now. They'll understand.

For your baby you must rest.

I'll weigh you, before you get dressed.

You'll have to finish the long surgeries.

I'm doing a tricky replacement Mitral valve tomorrow.

55kg.

Mila, wake up!

You're 3 months pregnant with a placental detachment.

No big deal, but stop with the craziness.

This trip to South America is too risky, forget about it!

What? No, that's impossible.

- You can go after you've delivered. - We're already there in his head.

We can't stay. If we stay we'll hit a brick wall.

Six months without working and set aside like this...

He can't endure it.

The problem is no longer Javier. It's your baby.

I'll make an appointment for you for next week.

Mila? Do you really want this child?

No, no. It's OK.

- Goodbye. - Bye.

It's going very well.

I looked inside your head. It's very beautiful.

Where are the tests? I haven't seen anything...

I finish at 4, thanks.

I need to check, because...

See you soon.

I need to know the lactate levels.

Thank you.

We're not going.

- We'll stay until after the delivery. - Oh yeah?

- I must've been an idiot to fall pregnant now. - Now you said it.

Girl or boy?

This.

Boy!

What will you call him? Double Jeopardy?

Double Jepoardy is nice.

You know that pregnancy usually ends with children.

Just think a little...

Imagine after 10 hours in an operating theatre,

you throw yourself on the couch and suddenly,

it's Javier Junior, Skywalker sword in hand,

“Let's play, Mamma?”

And if it's a girl?

If it's a girl What will you call her?

Betadine.

Anesthesia, then? Anasthasia.

Not only a great Russian Duchess,

but also means rebirth in Greek.

- It's very beautiful. - You studied Greek?

Yeah, I studied Greek, of course.

- Doctor Rulfo, you wanted to see me? - What's this?

- What? - This...

You take care of the planning, right?

- Imbert did the quintuple bypass? - Yes.

But this patient is my patient. So those are my notes.

I'm not going away now.

Listen, go talk to Masson, I have nothing to do with it.

Are you sure?

Just the other day, in Masson's office,

I saw your dirty little handwriting...

Hello.

- Hello, doctor. - By the way, congratulations!

- Why? - Future Dad!

It will delay your departure, but frankly, giving birth there

would be a big risk.

- What? - If you ask me...

It will be a beautiful baby.

Marc knows nothing. It changes nothing.

Let's go anyway.

Did Sylvie say you should give birth here? Yes or no?

I'm mad about Sylvie, but she doesn't decide anything.

She suggested I stay.

- What're you saying, Mila? - I'm saying,

it will not our change plans at all.

Oh yeah? If you have a miscarriage it will be my fault?

It'll be my fault? This is out of the question!

Then we... We go after the delivery.

OK? I will resign at the end of January

and you ask Masson to review his decision.

They can't refuse for six months.

You also do things without consulting me. What's all this?

What?

Oh, that?

It's a surprise, Mila. A surprise. I don't hide anything, Mila.

Ah, a surprise! But put yourself in my place.

I thought we should have a party...

I'd promised to give Cristelle a lamp.

Six months will fly by.

Stop it, Mila!

I'm sick of it!

- What? - Trully sick of it.

I'm tired of you bringing the crazy out in me.

Yes...

I'm tired of you hiding everything!

Who do you think I am?

The fragile guy who needs to be protected?

Mustn't tell him anything, or it will upset him!

Look our plane tickets.

Is this important to you? Is it very important?

Yeah? It's important to you?

- No! - It's dead. Dead!

It's not worth waiting for him. Must have had some...

...delay.

Are you sure?

Raymond?

Can I call you Raymond?

In fact...

Compared to the lungs, you have...

only some small problems.

That's true.

But the heart...

I'm sure yours is that of a Casanova.

Believe me, I'm an expert.

The best of them all!

I had an appointment with my son.

Or my daughter, don't know which yet.

And you know that the first meeting is always momentus.

And then what?

Will it love me? Will it look like me?

And how is he?

Bad.

He refused Masson's offer.

He should try to make some effort.

- They teach you make-believe at college? - You bet!

You think it's the machine. Let me show you and you'll see.

Look his heart.

Wait... ready.

Let's take a blood sample.

- It's here! - Thank you.

What a heavy heart!

Wow! Congratulations on yesterday. Was amazing.

They were all impressed.

They're exaggerating.

I swear. Didn't you see how Masson looked when he left?

Yeah right.

Pass me the awl.

- Good morning, ladies. - Hi!

- Hi, Mila. - Look, you're already showing.

- How long? - 5 months.

Bravo!

- Feeling tired? - No, I'm fine.

All go OK in Lille?

OK, but I vomited. Thanks to the helicopter. Pilot's crazy.

Otherwise all fine. The heart is magnificent, you'll see!

That's great, now we can be sure all

- will go to plan. - We arrived in good time?

3:30pm. Yes, that's good.

- I'm hungry! - All good with you?

Look at this...

- It's huge, yes. - Huge!

Indeed, it was time to change it.

- Well, that's it. Good luck! - Thank you.

- You can come over this side. - Wow, it's beautiful!

- Thank you. - There. Clamps...

Have you any names for the new arrival?

You're too curious!

He was hitting on her! Yesterday, in theatre, he didn't stop!

- He wanted to score her. I ... - We're closing.

Thank you. He tried to brush his hand on her ass.

Come on.

- Let's hide! - No!

Let's hide. Let them close up!

Come on. We'll be locked in.

- No! - Yes!

- Stop! - No!

No.

Tell me, what did you do today?

The usual.

Got groceries, washed dishes, did cleaning.

Since you wanted a break, that's great!

Let's stop talking about our day, OK?

Yeah.

Careful!

You'll fall, Monkey.

Why don't you go back to kayaking?

I was thinking about getting into the boxing.

Great, why not?

I thought you hated that stupid sport.

I never said that. It might do you good...

Yeah? Ever see a boxing surgeon?

What you want from me, Mila?

Want me to break my fingers?

That it?

That I'm no longer good for anything?

- I didn't think. - That's why I reproach you.

Shit!

You'll see...

Remember this? It was my favourite.

It will look good on you. Perfect.

This is one's for the over 60s!

It's horrible, but very comfortable.

Important!

- Shall we go? - I'm meeting with Masson.

I'm going to convince him to bring Javier back.

He hasn't found anyone to replace me,

I need to slow down at least.

Yeah. You need to rest a bit.

Well, I must go. I have to get my son.

- OK? - Thank you.

Javier?

What is this?

Surprise...

Javier?

I'm sorry.

Are you upset, Monkey? You upset?

Get up!

Come on, make an effort.

- Wait. - Come on.

Wait for me, I. Wait, wait...

- Make an effort! - Yeah, yeah!

- I'm sorry. - Alright.

He promised me!

Masson may be the boss, but he has obligations.

Think about it. It's “public service”.

Damn shit!

I'll go find him and put the pressure on.

Javier could just go work in a private clinic.

Even so, it's impossible now.

His record will follow him, you know?

Your results are in, all excellent.

- You can leave tomorrow. - Thank you, Doctor.

They're preventing him from working because he drinks.

When he's not working he drinks more

and then...

- He could make more of an effort. - What?

He could think of you and the baby a little more.

- Right? - Quit judging, you!

I'm not judging.

He tries to do better. It's not as if he doesn't care.

It's strange but I don't feel this baby move.

- At 5 months it's strange. - You must relax.

It will all be OK, you'll see.

What does Sylvie say?

I'm going back to see Masson.

What will I do with Mrs. Nour?

I'll come and see her after surgery.

- What's that? - A pacemaker.

Ignore me for two months

and call me to do a pacemaker?

- Javier! - How about a tonsilectomy,

now that I'm here?

- You're not at your best right now. - Oh, you want us to talk?

Yeah? Like to discuss all my violations?

Tell us, is your new pool finished?

You! You were happy every time I covered up your messes! No?

- Stop talking. Calm down. - Do not touch me!

We have nothing to do with it.

Masson makes the decisions. You know that.

Tell Masson he can shove his pacemaker where the sun don't shine,

along with his shitty hospital. I'm no second fiddle!

- Already? - Disappointed?

- Am I disturbing you? - Anything but!

No, but I'm glad... Masson has gone back on his decision.

What time is it?

- Noon. - Noon...

So?

What did he have for you?

Tell me.

Tell me.

Appetizer?

No.

Want to toast with me?

Just a sip.

- What are you celebrating? - Just a sip...

Your return to the hospital.

- To him. - Again?

Again.

Salut!

“Kiss me, Kiss me a lot...

“If I come back, my love, Happiness will sing...

Since you have a little time this afternoon...

You're gonna come with me...

on this antenatal course...

- Yes yes, yes. - No.

Please, make a little effort.

Ask all you want... It's not gonna happen...

Stop messing my head with this shit, Mila!

I get the feeling, for you, this baby is just an excuse...

- Just an excuse for... - This baby is...

Only an excuse for?

I'm scared, OK?

I don't feel the baby move.

This course can help me, you get it?

If we both do it, it creates a bond.

What bond?

What's this shit?

What's next? Go to space? Childbirth with dolphins?

Leave it, whatever!

No one will teach me how to relate to my child, Mila.

Being alone and pregnant is super!

It's fine, Monkey. Just do an ultrasound.

No problem. Baby is doing his thing,

he's growing, all is well.

It was to be expected anyway.

Should we choose a name?

Mila?

No!

- What are you doing? - Crazy, isn't it?

- I won't operate anymore. - Javier, what happened?

- Crazy! - Fuck you...

Javier, open up! Open up!

- Where are you taking me? - I'm kidnapping you,

as you've finished work and I'm on my own.

I have my first antenatal class.

The instructor says I can't be by myself.

I thought...

No way... Are you kidding me?

Mila?

Javier could't make it, something came up...

- So I thought you... - OK, but no!

I can't stand it.

The paint cans... I can't stand it.

That smell...

Wait, this is completely ridiculous...

I'm freaking out.

Sorry I tried to rope you into this...

- It's no big deal. - I'm ashamed.

- What is it? - I have a...

an antenatal class booked...

I think I'll...

It's not my thing, all these birth plans and whale noises...

- Not me. - It'll do you good.

Come on, let's try it, right?

Won't hurt. It's not dangerous nor contagious.

It's normal to be nervous the first time.

Touch it, rub it gently around...

Very gently and you'll see that when you

make contact with the child, everything will be easier.

Sir, cuddle up and be together. You are both very peaceful.

It's OK.

Sorry.

That's OK. I'll be right back.

Wait, let me feel.

I love your face,

when I have a surprise for you.

- Think of the neighbours, at least. - You don't have to look pissed off, Mila.

Why did you buy oranges?

I already bought some.

Hey, don't eat that.

Look, I made dinner.

When I want to eat a fucking yoghurt you're gonna try stop me?

Calm down, Mila! Why're you so edgy?

I've just...

I've been waiting here for you for 3 hours as usual.

But I'm calm.

Everything is OK. Look what I did...

I prepared a super dinner.

I don't want it. I'm not hungry. I've heart-burn.

I'm tired, I work!

You work?

Stop! Just stop! Completely crazy.

I'm the crazy one? Really?

- Stay away, you reek of alcohol. - Oh yeah?

You make me sick.

At last, Mila.

At last, you've stopped pretending.

- Great. - If you loved me, you'd make an effort.

For me, for the baby you'd try.

You'd accept me as I am but you don't give a shit, Mila.

What do you want? That I do what?

That I drink like your mother?

With you? Is that what you want?

Turn into an alcoholic like her, like you, like your father?

No, don't spoil it, Javier.

Don't worry, Mila...

There is nothing to spoil.

- It's over. - Finished?

Finished? What does that mean?

We're finished?

That what you really think?

Fucking bottle. Give me that fucking crap!

I'm sick of it! Enough!

But Monkey...

Monkey... You've always supported me!

Look at yourself.

Look how angry you are, look. It's over, Mila. Finished!

- Don't touch me. I hate you. - Yeah?

I'm not going to be afraid of you anymore.

Just think of yourself. You, you, you! Centre of the universe!

The centre of the universe is bleeding! It's the blood of my navel!

Let's talk about my naval this once!

You know what's wrong with me, Mila? You don't and you know why?

Do you know why?

Because for weeks now..

for weeks we've only talked about that baby!

Not true!

- I never talk about it, never! - What? You see...

We have to split, Mila.

That's too easy. I knew it. I did not want this baby!

I knew you'd be jealous, I knew how it would be...

You know nothing!

Too late now, because I want it.

I want this child.

I want it, I want it, I want it more than anything!

Stop pushing me to the limit! Shit!

There's only one thing left for me: to jump out this window!

Go ahead! What're you waiting for?

Go on!

Oh yeah?

- Jump! - It's what you want, isn't it?

Mila, you've found a way to get rid of me.

You think I don't know that?

You spent the day with that motherfucker. Surprise!

You both...

agreed to get rid of me, right?

Tell me...

You and him...

You were fucking. Fucking in the cubicles.

Give me proof that maggot in there is mine!

Let me go!

Stop...

Forgive me, Mila! Forgive me...

Let me go, get out! Go away.

I was angry, Mila!

Go away, go away!

Go away!

Javier?

What happened? Where is Mila?

Take care of her for me.

I beg you. I'm leaving.

I'm leaving...

- Come on. - No.

I'll call you a taxi.

Mila, I think the time's come for you to stop.

Genevieve...

Prepare the paperwork for maternity leave, etc..

Yes, sir.

- Soon it will be Christmas. - I don't like Christmas.

Don't like gifts, cakes or chocolates.

Mila?

Tell me...

What happened with Javier?

I saw him yesterday and...

He told me he was leaving.

Why do you say that?

Going where?

That's just not true...

He would never leave without me.

I'm not saying you're lying, but...

He said that because he'd been drinking.

Because we'd been fighting.

But he'd never...

He will change his mind. He cannot live without me.

No...

That's true.

You should go home now.

Go and rest.

- Was Javier here? - Haven't seen him tonight.

Patrick, have you seen Javier? Was he here?

Javier...

Where is Javier?

One, two, three...

The baby is still moving.

Has Javier called? Has he received the message?

No.

We must reduce the pressure on the brain quickly.

The baby's pulse is slow. We will begin a cesarean.

No, not yet.

Well then we'll begin preparations.

Cristelle, go outside.

What have you done, Mila?

What have you done?

Forgot your head again?

Let's start, Mila...

Let's start...

Hold on, Mila.

Javier.

We've put Mila in a room over there.

We saved the baby.

It's OK, leave them be.

But if anything happens, you call me.

I'll be in the break room, OK?

Tell me it's just a post-operative coma.

I'm not a magician.

Hello, Monkey...

I suppose he saw the inside of your skull.

I'll stop being jealous, but...

all the same.

“Kiss me, Kiss me a lot...

“As if tonight were...

“The very last time.

“For we cannot believe That you and I...

“Are seeing each other For the very last time...”

“Give it to me...

“Give it to me quick Give it to me quick.”

“So many kisses, my love... that I may begin to forget.”

Wake up, Mila.

Mila...

Mila, wake up.

I'm tired of being here.

I'm tired of staying here.

I want to swim away with you.

Mila!

Wake up, Mila.

Wake up, Monkey.

Wake up.

What's with this sleeping, Mila?

Want me to come get you, that it?

I'm coming.

I'm coming, Monkey.

I'm coming...

I'm coming, I'm coming, Mila.

I'm coming, Mila.

Kiss me, Monkey...

Kiss me...

Wait my love, I'm coming.

Mila...

I knew you would come looking for me... I knew it.

I heard you talking about me.

- You heard me? - Talking to me.

I could feel your hands on my body.

What's happened?

- They're full of wrinkles. - It's normal... because of the water.

No, no... it's not that.

I dreamt that I'd become an old woman.

A very, very old woman.

That's a premonition. It's great. Let's grow old together.

I helped people cross over the river.

Was I in your dream?

The baby?

The baby!

Calm down, calm down, Monkey, calm down...

Calm down, Monkey. They did a caesarean.

They did a caesarean.

It's a girl.

She weighs six pounds.

Six pounds.

And how is she?

- How is she? - She has your intelligence

and my beauty, of course.

What will we call her?

- Mila. - No! I'm Mila!

We're flying!

Flying...

Who has the most beautiful mother in the world?

In the world...

In the world...

In the world...

For Claro. Always.