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Cut.

- Cut. - OK. We're done.

One minute please!

We're done, right?

Please tell me it's done.

I'm just realizing we are missing something…

What's missing?

We need him to touch his face.

Wait, no, that wasn't in the script.

I know, but I'm seeing it now and…

…he has to touch him!

Guys, can we call it?

No, no, wait, wait…

I thought it was fantastic.

Please, don't make new stuff up now.

What's going on?

Uhm… I think we need one more thing.

- What thing? - One more action.

- Stop. Stop. One second. - What action?

Wasn't it the last take?

You said it was the last one. You can't keep going.

I see it so clear, Paolo.

What do I do?

Nothing, you stay there.

Pierre! Give us a second!

- He'll touch him, you turn around… - We're so on overtime.

- …and we do Jakob's side, and that's it. - We have to cut.

Mati,

you said it was the last take.

Things are too tense with the crew, it's too many hours.

OK, but it's the last day of filming.

- With six hours overtime! - This will take three minutes!

- It won't take three minutes! - It was great.

That ending is perfect for the scene. Watch it again!

Juan, can you play it again? Let's watch it!

I don't need to watch it, we're wasting time!

Come on, let's go! Let's go!

- Come here, Mati. - So…

- What? - Hey…

That was the perfect ending for the scene.

You have a great take and many more to choose from.

You have it.

Hey!

You got it.

- You got it. Yes. - Yes, come on.

- OK. - That's it.

Say it, say it.

- That's a wrap. - That's it!

That's it.

Yes, yes, yes!

Thank you, guys! Thank you!

- Matías? - Yeah.

Hi, I'm Misia, from Poland. So nice to meet you.

I'm Matthew, from New York.

I'm Lola, from England. Did you land all right?

- And how was your flight? - Good. It was good.

- See you at the show. - Yes. See you.

- Pala, right? - Yes, room 12.

What's Pala?

Pala, also known as "Palazzine",

is one of the many residences spread across Duino.

- And is all really confusing… - Where are you going?

- To Pala. - No. You can't go to Pala.

Is this my corona?

The show is at 5:30, not at 6. We have to go now!

What did you bring?

- Let's go. - Let's go to room five.

We have to go. Go, go, go.

- Every night… - Fede… Federico, why are you still here?

- I'm rehearsing! - You're late!

What do you mean I'm late? Hi, I'm Federico.

The show is not at 6, is at 5:30, and you're opening!

You just sit here and enjoy the show.

- We have to go. - Ciao .

In the beginning, there was chaos.

And the national selection panel.

The place: Duino!

First years!

You've been officially hijacked for the next two years of your life!

There will be singing, there will be dancing.

There will be nights spent writing, impossible deadlines.

There will be languages you've never heard of

and smells you've never thought humanly possible.

I'm talking to you, roomie.

And now, for the first time at UWC Adriatic,

the second years of Duino!

Let's go!

Cazzo. Merda.

Puttana!

I'm so, so, so sorry, but I have to do it. Come.

- No, please. - Come, it's fine.

- No. - It's fine.

Let's give him a round of applause!

Come, come.

I'm not gonna bite you. Come.

It's OK.

Matías, from Argentina!

Every year, on the welcome show, a first year needs to perform.

What is your traditional dance from your country?

I don't know.

- Of course, you know! It's tango! - Tango, tango!

- They all want tango! - Tango, tango!

- I can't do it. - Come on, you can do it.

Listen to me.

No one will laugh. I promise.

It's OK. We even have music.

Tango, tango!

Come on, it's fine.

Yeah?

Well, you just…

Just put your hand here.

Close your eyes and follow me.

You did it great!

Matías, Matías!

Matías, Matías!

I like your moves. You have to teach me.

That was amazing, man.

Hi, hi, excuse me. Hello everybody.

I'm Alexander, first year. Nice to meet you all.

Hi. You're first year? Me too.

Hey. Alexander, from Sweden.

That was astonishing! You're like an Argentinian Fred Astaire!

- No, I'm not Fred Astaire. - Yes, you are. I need to be your friend.

Wait, where you guys going?

To Yohana's room.

- Who's Yohana? - A second year.

- Are we going? - Do you want to join us?

- Yeah. - Just come over.

Should we go? Let's go.

Have you seen The Meaning of Life ?

- Oh… No. - Have you seen The Meaning of Life ?

I… No.

We'll watch The Meaning of Life .

He already has the princess one, but his gift is the colored pencil box,

the expensive huge one.

And then you say I spoil him.

- Slow down! Slow down, sweetheart. - How are you, kamikaze?

I want to poop.

OK. Alright. Go. Dad will take you.

Sorry babe, your turn.

Race you there? Alright. Let's go.

He's so cute.

So adorable, I swear.

Now he started drawing heroines

with massive boobs, swords, shields, hair in the wind. So cute…

So, you guys?

Happy? Is it a masterpiece?

It's a piece in construction.

I better go.

As you wish.

- I'll walk you. - Cool.

Javier, right?

Yes.

And we are rolling. Silence, please.

Ready. And… Action.

This place is crazy.

Crazy was the evil knight who once lived here.

The evil what?

Evil knight!

Be careful, it's slippery here.

Come, quickly. I want to show you up here.

But, also, be careful.

I don't want to be responsible for your death, mate.

It is said that once upon a time

this castle was home to an evil, jealous knight

who had a beautiful, beautiful and kind wife

called Esterina da Portole.

She was so beloved by the people of Duino.

Everybody loved her and she loved them.

And this drove the knight wild with jealousy.

So, one night,

he wrapped her in a beautiful piece of white silk,

and he lured her all the way around the castle walls

up the steps and into the tallest tower.

This one.

And he pulled her in very close, like this.

And he said to her,

"If you can't love me,

and only me,

then you won't love nobody."

And he pushed her out of the window!

And her body went flying!

No!

But before her body hit the water,

it became a rock.

The white rock that sits directly beneath where we are right now.

- The Dama Bianca . - You are full of shit.

No, not I'm not full of shit. This is a true story.

- You made that up. - No! I didn't!

She walks around Duino at night as a ghost.

" Ma che fai? Non mi uccidere, cavaliere. No! "

Wait, wait!

Come on, dude! I've been here ten minutes!

Leave your phone close at least.

Where are you going?

You're not letting me in?

- No, I'm in the zone, what is it? - But you're still an idiot.

Shut your hole. What do you want?

- Haven't had lunch? - No…

Wait, we have a deadline for the festival.

- May 20th, OK? - OK.

- When can I see something? - I'm in the zone.

Two months from today.

Mmm, yummy chicken.

- Two months! - Thanks, Paolo.

This steak is raw.

This steak is raw.

This steak is raw.

Raw. This steak is raw.

I would like to have sexual relations with you.

I would like to screw you.

I would like to screw you.

It was good? It was good?

- My Spanish is getting good. - Mmm.

You know? Your English is excellent.

No, it's not.

Yes, it is. Really is.

Yours is amazing.

Mom is British.

How did you learn?

I watch American films with English subtitles.

And your ear just magically taught you the language?

Aren't you supposed to help me?

Look.

"On the first view,

to say, to swear, I love thee."

I mean, what does "thee" means?

You.

"Thee" is "you". "I love you."

"Thee" is you?

Yes, I love you. I love "thee" you.

What… What is it in Spanish?

Te quiero ?

Kind of.

But… the actual translation of " te quiero "

would be "I want you."

Italian?

Ti voglio bene.

- I want you good. - I want you good.

So… what is " te amo "?

" Te amo " is a lot.

So just the same that "I love you"?

" Te amo " in Spanish means a lot more than "I love you" in English.

You don't say " te amo " to everyone.

There's more?

You know how cats look like they don't care about anyone?

This better be good, Mati.

Wait.

If they choose you,

they look straight into your eyes.

And they blink.

- Really? - Yeah.

- I don't believe that. - Yeah, it's true.

In Argentina?

In Argentina.

- How are you, Paolo? Everything OK? - Yeah.

The train, the flight connections? The bus? All good?

As you said, like clockwork.

Told you, now I'm a citizen of the world!

- But you're still an idiot. - Shut your hole!

Did you eat on the plane or do you want Mensa?

- What's that? - The student canteen.

It's basically: pasta, chicken, pasta, chicken…

chicken, pasta, chicken, pasta…

- Great. - Hey, guys.

- Hi, Jenny. Great concert. - Thanks, Fred Astaire.

The camera!

What happened to the viewer?

- I know… I know. - The…

Don't remind me! Here.

Tell them: where are we?

We are at the United World College of the Adriatic, papá !

- Ciao , Matías. - Hi, Gum.

- Hi. - Hey.

Gum.

Why are they so friendly?

It looks like a Bennetton ad. It's so weird.

Here.

From your dad. He asked me to give it to you.

"Hello, son. I hope you're having fun

with all the Italian girls at the college."

What's this place called?

It's named after a famous German poet,

who wrote the "Duino Elegies,"

his name was Rilke, and that's why…

Rilke!

"I would be consumed in that overwhelming existence.

For beauty is nothing but the beginning of terror,

which we are still just able to endure."

You must be the famous Paolo. Great to finally meet you.

How long are you staying?

- What did he say? - How long are you staying?

Tell him a week.

A week. It's summer break in Argentina.

Oh, a camera…

"I wonder where the fish has gone?"

- "Is it in the cupboard?" - "It was a mostly elusive fish."

- "And it went wherever I did go!" - "Wherever I did go."

Listen. Everybody is at Cernizza, and I want to know all about you, Paolo.

- Come. - What?

Follow me. There's a party at the Cernizza beach,

where we get together often and…

Here we are.

Friends!

One, two, three, go!

Abebi, Abebi, Abebi, Abebi!

Abebi, Abebi!

I gotta go dance. I'm sorry.

- You should. - Is that OK?

- Don't you mind? - No.

OK, I'm going to dance.

One, two, three, go!

- What's he doing? - No…

You go.

- Mati! - You think?

- Come on! - Yeah. I'll stay here.

Go on, dude.

One, two, three, go!

Move your legs like my legs. Yeah!

Mati!

And then I took a train fifty hours.

And now I'm here. So… That's my story.

I will never complain about anything again.

- Yeah. Right. - And what about you, Alexander?

- Why did you come here? - Not quite as dramatic as yours.

My family owns a villa two hours away.

Money!

But… I've always been obsessed with UWC,

and I wanted to come here since I can remember.

Despite my father wanting me to go to military school.

To military school? You?

Right.

In his defense, I've always been a nightmare.

There once was a young boy from Scandinavia.

And you might think it's odd when I say-ah

that despite education and rank in high station,

he was a tiny little shit in each and every way-ah.

Is that what you told the headmaster?

- Tell me that wasn't funny. - What?

- What happened? - Well…

Alexander wrote an email posing as the headmaster, saying…

"Your presence is kindly requested without fail."

No, say it the way I wrote it.

"I would be consumed in that overwhelming existence,

which we are just able to endure,

as I request your presence at my dungeon tonight.

There will be group activities,

like cucumber deep throating, clitoral ticklers and…

dildo craftsmanship."

What's a dildo?

Tell me that wasn't funny.

But you got yourself a warning.

You're crazy, Alex.

Maybe.

Your turn, Puttana .

No…

Oh, come on!

You never told us.

Tango!

Tango, tango!

Tango, tango, tango!

Come on!

I don't know.

I guess I didn't like living in Argentina.

Why?

Because I've always

imagined myself

starting from scratch,

where no one knew me.

So… When I saw that this place existed,

I applied without telling my family.

I only told him.

My dad is a carpenter, and my mom has three jobs.

They couldn't say no

to a full scholarship in Europe, so…

- Yeah. - Yeah, it's true.

Is everybody here on a scholarship?

- Yeah. - Am I the only asshole who's paying?

Yep.

No. No "to-to-to-ro", ma…

- Allora… - Allora…

No, no… No, no, no…

- What's this? - Look!

OLD CASTLE OF DUINO

The students can't come here,

but I want to show you the best place in Duino.

It's cool!

It seems this place was owned by a nasty guy

that married a beautiful woman.

But he was jealous too…

Wait!

Let me start recording.

Go ahead.

And so, one night, he tricked her,

and because she really loved him…

You know what?

We could make like a… documentary of the castle,

where you host and we show testimonies

of people who live here and know the legend…

- No, no no… - …of this castle.

The guy from the bar,

that looks a little crazy, can help too, I'm sure he…

Stop!

You OK?

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Is it me? Did I do something?

Nothing to do with you.

So?

Is it about what you said yesterday?

What?

About Argentina.

No.

But it seemed like your life was shit there.

I don't know.

I have a freedom here that I didn't have there…

I feel more like myself here.

Mati!

Hey, Mati! You need to come now!

Why did you have to do that?

Why do you have to be the clown all the time?

It was just a joke.

But why would you send another email?

I've sent that one the same day as the first one. I swear.

You sent two?

You sent two?

Why would you do that?

What am I gonna tell my parents?

Paolo! Come on!

You expect me to forgive you?

You've been writing emails in my name!

This is foul!

I'm so sorry, sir.

I need to protect this community.

I promise it won't happen again. It was not funny.

Right now, I was supposed to be meeting with a student from Ethiopia,

from a refugee camp!

- I'm… I'm sorry. - Out!

You and your disgusting emails!

- I'm sorry. - I said out!

- Sir, he's so sorry. - This is not your battle.

- But I'll be responsible for him! I swear! - Leave!

Just go to lunch.

We'll sign in a petition. We'll talk to the International Committee.

- It's over. - We'll get signatures. Lots of them!

And everyone will support you! You're innocent!

That's it. That's…

Stop! Don't push me!

- The camera! I have it on me! - You idiot!

How many times do I have to tell you to stop?!

Can you?

Can you sign and write your name for Alexander?

- It's finished. - Guys, please.

Can you sign this? Anyone? Can you sign this?

Guys, come on.

I wonder where the fish has gone.

Would you like to know?

You never went downstairs?

I went to get some food… Grocery shopping.

- And? - And what?

One month left.

It's almost ready…

But I haven't seen anything.

Sorry, but it's not a good idea to show you something half-way.

Besides, I don't want to hear opinions yet.

- Opinions? - Yeah.

But I'm the producer, don't forget it.

Let's go to yours and you can show me later.

No way.

Hey.

What's wrong?

I have to apologize to you.

What for?

For the way I treated you in Duino.

In 1997?

Yes, I wasn't good to you.

I think you're not good now, Mati…

Will you forgive me?

What's up with you?

I don't know.

I'm a little sensitive.

There, there. It's OK.

Firstly, you don't have to apologize, it's in the past.

And secondly, you apologized three times.

A month after coming back, ten years later,

and when you wrote the script.

It's OK.

- It's OK. - Yeah, it's OK.

What a shame.

What?

That was all recorded by you.

Again with the burned tapes…

They would have been great for us.

But they got lost!

This is now fiction and it's been shot.

It's been shot, but…

What?

We have to do reshoots, Paolo.

Matías, have you lost your mind? Do you realize how expensive it would be?

We didn't get that moment.

You're the producer, produce!

Hey.

He came out so late, sorry.

How's it going?

- Hello, little one. Hi, babe. How are you? - Good, you?

- Hey, what happened? - Why?

When did you last shower?

I shower every day!

It doesn't show, comb your hair. Are you OK? He looks terrible.

Yes…

Look at him.

Alright. You're the one I wanted to see.

I missed your birthday but…

Amazonian costume!

Look!

With a sword and everything.

- And a shield. Look! - And a little shield.

Gimme a hug… Gimme a hug!

Hello!

How are you, my love?

I'm good, Roma.

- Come in. - Thank you.

Paolo!

- Paolo? - Yes.

Paolo!

- How's everyone? - Look at you.

How are you? Hello.

- For you, my darling. - How are you? So good to see you.

- You well? - You good?

Come, sit.

Can you turn down the TV, please?

So? Sit, sit.

- Tell us! - It was really good.

But how is Mati?

How is he? Seducing the girls, of course.

They call him Fred Astaire now.

Tata, they call your grandson Fred Astaire!

- The place is paradise. - Paradise?

Yes. Want me to show you?

You recorded it?

Yeah.

- Yes. - OK.

We are at the United World College of the Adriatic, papá !

Here I am, Mati!

It's incredible… a real paradise.

- It's a big place. - Doesn't he look thin?

- If you saw what they cook… - Really?

Is he eating badly?

No! He eats a lot.

"…with the Italian girls at the college."

What's this place called?

It's named after a famous German poet,

who wrote the "Duino Elegies."

- You like it, Tata? You love it! - Yes.

- Who is he? - Alexander, he's Swedish.

Oh, Swedish…

He looks like a prince.

- Yes, he does! - It's true!

It's true…

"And it went…"

What is he doing?

- "…go!" - "…go!"

Everybody is at Cernizza, and I want to know…

Look at Mati… So sweet.

I love him so much.

Look at your grandson.

- They're always dancing. - He looks so cute.

Mati!

Village People albums and dildo craftsmanship.

What's a dildo?

What did he say?

- Tell me that wasn't funny. - You're crazy, Alex.

- Tell me, that wasn't funny? - No, you're just mad.

Your turn, Puttana.

- Yes. - No, no.

Oh, come on!

The tape ends here.

- What's up? - Tango!

- What happened? - Nothing.

There was just a big mess and…

the Swedish guy got expelled, that's all.

- Poor thing. - Yeah.

It was delicious, Roma.

- Thanks a lot, really. - No, please.

Bye. See you soon.

Paolo…

May I ask you what happened?

You can tell me.

Well…

I don't think Matías and I are…

such good friends as I thought.

When I got there, I expected something else, that…

…that he'd spend more time with me.

Maybe that we'd make short films like before or…

I don't know.

You do know you're his best friend.

Yeah, yeah.

Paolo, can I ask you a favor?

Yes.

Can I keep the tape one more day?

I promise I'll give it back to you.

Yes, yes, no problem.

Thank you so, so much.

- Good night. - Take care.

- The camera! I have it on me! - You idiot!

How many times do I have to tell you to stop?!

Are you coming?

Want me to get you some food?

I'll tell the tutor you're still sick, OK?

Rest up.

What's up?

I have to go…

Where do you have to go?

To see my son.

What are you saying?

I'm going to Italy.

Why? Can you calm down?

Because your son is not OK.

Alright.

Give me time to get some money, to ask someone…

But just leave it with me.

Leave it with me.

Matías!

Mati!

This just arrived.

What does he say?

What does he say?

Just give it to me.

"Dear Puttana , consider yourself invited to Christmas to my family's villa.

Please, say yes. Alexander."

Are you going to go? You have to go.

Come on!

BUS TICKET

- If you are not going, we are going. - We gotta go. If you don't go. I'll go.

Mati, it's Paolo. How are you?

I have Ruben on standby…

And I spoke to the Festival rep in the US.

They want to see something.

Talk to me…

FESTIVAL DEADLINES

Your silence worries me.

Talk to me. Let me know if you need anything.

Whatever you need.

And… I don't want to be a pest but…

remember, the final day is May 20th. OK?

Hugs.

Fishy, fishy, fishy! Fish!

A fish. A fish.

Come here.

Great to see you.

Come in!

I can't believe I finally get to meet you, Matías! Come on. Get over here.

Come on!

- It's lovely to meet you. - Nice to meet you too.

Let me look at you.

Yeah, you're adorable. You can come in.

You're stealing my guest.

Come on. Come. Come on, get in from the cold. Shut the door.

Right. Welcome to our home.

Well, it's our holiday home, actually.

It was Alexander's grandmother, Astrid.

But we end up here at Christmas.

It's a family tradition.

Don't be scared, she did have quite the taste.

OK, Mom. Come on. He doesn't need a history lesson.

I'm guessing you've never had a Swedish Christmas before, have you?

Fred Astaire.

I'll see you guys at dinner. All right?

Come on.

My bedroom is on the first floor.

You will be sleeping with me.

Well, not with me. Just in my room.

Chop-chop!

I don't have all day.

I'm gonna show you my room.

You're going to love it!

I said, "Sandals?

In Papua New Guinea? You're gonna get us killed!"

"Woman," I said,

"put your boots on if you want to live another day.

Your toes are like fish fingers to them."

Yeah, he did say that.

And then, one of them had a face, didn't him?

You remember? He had a big old jaw like…

And he really… He actually looked like he could eat someone.

And this was the only time in my life

I've been truly petrified.

I can attest to that.

How were you not?

I'm a surgeon. Nothing scares me.

Talking about scary, you have to tell them about Dora.

- The Italian. - I can't.

Why?

- It's disgusting. - The dirtier the better.

No, no, tell the story.

He won't stop until you tell it.

Don't worry about me. I've heard it all before.

I've raised these two boys.

I'm not a boy.

I'm your stallion.

OK, so…

We were doing this show in college for the second years.

And there is this moment with Dora, the Italian girl…

Yes.

- I like it. - And…

She is playing our math teacher,

and I'm playing our physics teacher.

So, but, you know,

we were supposed to do a stage kiss.

You kissed the stage?

No, it's a stage kiss. It's like a pretend kiss.

I did a bit of drama when I was in England before I moved to Sweden

to marry Popeye here.

So, I made a couple of stage kisses at my time.

You hussy! We'll hear your stories later. Let him finish.

Go on. You were kissing the floor of the stage.

Right. No, no, no.

Like a long peck mouth closed.

So, I go to kiss her and she…

enters my mouth with her tongue

in front of the entire audience.

It was so awkward. It was so weird.

What a bloody cheek! What did you do?

Well, he let her. Of course, he did. Did you? I hope you did.

- Was she cute? - No.

- Not really. - Yes, she was.

No, it was weird. It was weird.

As if there weren't enough rooms in this house, but Alexander insisted…

- Night. - Night, night.

You know there is Kungliga Akademien in Stockholm, right?

The Academy of Fine Art.

I could check about applications for you.

- You know I don't speak Swedish, Alex. - I can teach you!

It's literally 20 minutes away from the military college.

The military college…

Yeah.

I start after New Year's.

Please, don't.

Sorry.

It was just a joke.

You know, when I got to Duino,

the only thing I really wanted

was to impress the headmaster.

Look where that got me.

That was not smart.

Was stupid.

I blew my cover.

I joked too much.

Everyone misses you.

Do you remember the opening show?

I could see the terror in your face.

First day. Everybody watching you.

But you just did it.

Same thing with the headmaster.

You stood up to him, and your English got better in a second.

I had never heard you speak so eloquently.

You had balls.

That's why I love you so much.

- Hey! - Come on! It's dinner!

Hey, Matías.

Don't ask me how I got your number.

I really hope you don't mind.

You must think I work for the CIA or something.

I was just wondering if you've received the invitation for my wedding

the 14th of May.

Big kisses.

Come.

Kathrine?

Oh! Baby!

Were you waiting for me?

Come on, in you come.

This is Kathrine. She has just come back from boarding school in Provence.

Is my college the only one in Europe that keeps the…

students until the 22nd?

- Matías? - Yes, nice to meet you.

Matías, you can marry my daughter…

if… you provide a good hunt and a good wine cellar.

All right. Would you like some salmon?

- Am I a famous porn star? - No, Mom.

Am I married to a football player?

Definitely, not. And you can't ask any more questions.

- Why? - Next.

Okay. It's my turn.

- Am I a guy? - Yes.

Am I… clever?

- Yes. - Yes.

- Am I dead? - Yes.

I'm Dostoevsky.

Oh! Come on!

That's my girl.

- You cheated. - I did not.

You looked through the glass.

I still think I'm a famous porn star and politician.

Cicciolina!

- I'm Cicciolina! - No, Mom, you're not. Disqualified.

- Skol ! To Matías! - Skol !

Matías!

You're family now.

I… I want to thank you…

for buying my ticket and inviting me

to stay here at Christmas.

Well, thank you for putting up with him.

He's got no friends left.

Honey…

Well, what you did was very stupid, son…

Very, very stupid.

Well, I think it was incredibly unfair. And he didn't deserve it.

And we said everything we need to say about it.

You didn't do anything wrong, Alex.

I'm sorry, Dad. Nothing good come out of Duino.

I mean, apart from the fact that I met you there.

I love you too.

My sensitive Argentinian.

Hear, hear. To men loving each other.

Excuse me.

When did you arrive?

- On Wednesday. - Matías?

Yes!

Mama Roma!

It's Mama Didde!

Yes, yes, Matías is here.

Matías, it's your mom. Hang on. Just wait, Wait, wait.

It's your mom on the phone.

Hi, Mom?

Yes… the bus ride, everything was perfect.

Surreal, they're so nice.

What?

How?

Wait, wait, wait…

They bought flight tickets to come… to come here.

You can come and spend Christmas…

- How do you say it? - Navidad.

Navidad aqui.

Just tell them to come to us. I will not take a no for an answer.

Boo!

- May I have some? - Yeah, of course.

Do you take pictures?

How do you know that?

Because I saw the camera in Alexander's room.

What do you photograph?

Landscapes and…

Faces. I love faces.

What do you love about faces?

How to make them the most beautiful they can be.

How about you?

I love the universe.

I love the stars.

I'm going to be the first woman on Mars.

Will you photograph me one day?

I would love to know how you see my face.

Yeah, sure.

Cool.

What do I do now?

Can you sit by that rock?

Yeah.

Like this?

Yeah, and look over your left shoulder.

Yeah.

Come here.

Come here.

OK.

Can you look at me as if you were…

…dead?

Dead?

Like…?

Yeah.

There's something really sexy about an artistic guy.

Some people would have a problem with that.

Those people are stupid.

You're beautiful.

You're beautiful.

- He has such a funny snore, doesn't he? - Yes.

It's like a little piggy.

What are you two laughing at?

Nothing, Mom.

Look at him.

Come on. Time for bed.

No, no, no, no. You guys, stay. Stay.

Enjoy the fire.

Got a bit more burn yet.

Come on, you.

Come.

When did you get so heavy?

Come on.

That's it. Good boy.

Night, night.

Hello.

Do you like my sister?

What did you say?

Do you like my sister?

What?

She's your sister.

So?

No, she's… She's your twin.

- And? - No!

Are you sure?

Yeah.

OK.

Just checking.

Look, look.

Look who I found.

- Hola! - Folks!

- Son! - Mati!

- My love. - My Mati… Mati! Look at him!

- This is Alexander, my son. - Pleased to meet you.

Nice to meet you.

Pleased to meet you.

- Thank you. - Thank you.

- Welcome. Gunner. - Hi. Nice to meet you.

Thank you!

In English?

He told that a million times. I'm so sorry.

She's so pretty.

So pretty.

I don't understand.

- I feel so stupid. I don't understand. - Beautiful.

Oh, yes!

What do you say?

Thank you.

- Beautiful! - Beautiful.

- Beautiful. - Beautiful.

Can we adopt him?

He's such a good boy. Can we adopt him?

- Adopt? - Yes. Adopt.

- No. - I've crossed the line.

- No. he's mine… - Fair enough.

He's been really… He's been such a good boy.

We love to have him here.

Go, go. Yes, yes, go on.

How do you do this?

One, and two…

That's good.

- Did you learn it before? - No!

She's really good.

Bravo!

The heating here must be so expensive.

- I'm freezing my ass off. - Me too!

Mati, did you see the rental car?

When we leave, we'll drive you to the college.

Awesome.

She said she loves paella , I'll teach her.

Cool.

Do you know that before your mom, I had a German girlfriend.

Hannah! He left for me, and she almost run us over.

She was crazy for me.

She was just crazy.

Why are you bringing her up?

Because she looks like Catalina.

- Kathrine! Kathrine… - OK. Kathrine…

- Not Catalina! - She's a knock out, Kathrine.

So you like Catalina or not?

- I bet you do, right? - My love… Are you happy we came?

Aren't you hungry? The breakfast is amazing.

No, wait. Answer me. Is there a vibe?

Leave him alone…

- I'm hungry… - Where's my hug?

I came all this way.

- Go, champ. Son of a tiger… - See you. Talk later.

See you.

You're hungry, so sharpen your teeth…

I think my favorite one is Cinema Paradiso .

For me, it's Spice World .

It's up there with Schindler's List and The Piano .

Where did you learn to tango?

It's his family tradition.

And how do you do that hooky step?

- Oh, do you mean the sacada ? - Yeah.

Do I cross my leg in front or…?

OK.

Just… feel… Feel my signal here,

on your back, and follow. OK?

Like when a man tells a woman what to do.

OK. Just… Your feet.

- Like this? - Yeah. This one.

I go like this.

And we turn around.

That's so cool.

Bravo.

Why are you here?

What do you mean?

Always around like a fucking mosquito.

Hey. It's OK.

No, it's not.

Hey! Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Stop! Stop! Stop, stop! hey!

Are you OK?

What's wrong with you?

- What are you doing? - What do you mean?

What the fuck are you doing?

What the fuck are you doing with my sister?

My family is not an opportunity for you to get laid.

If you break her heart, I'll fucking kill you.

Are you coming?

- One of rice! - All right. OK. OK, sorry.

- One! - Yes. Two.

- Two. - No, no. One!

OK, one. Sorry.

Right.

There you go.

Kathrine.

The way she… The way she looks at Matías.

I saw.

I think she got a huge crush… a big crush.

How do you say it? Uhm…

She… She likes him.

I think she likes him.

I know.

The boys… They…

The boys.

They've got a very strong friendship.

Haven't they? Very strong.

Yes, they're very… good friends.

- Very united. - Yeah. Yes.

But…

Do you think it's dangerous?

No.

- No. - Yeah.

Now…

What we doing here?

So lovely to see you.

Will you come again next year?

Hey, hey, hey.

What?

I think I'm falling in love with you.

What?

I love you.

I love you too.

- Yeah. - So lovely to meet you.

- We'll definitely go to Argentina. - It was good to have you. Yes.

- Well, young man. Good to have you. - Next Christmas in Buenos Aires.

- Thank you for coming. - And then a trip around the country.

Yes, yes. I don't know what I'm saying yes to.

I was saying…

Yes.

We'll go to Argentina.

Why not?

I'll miss you, my friend.

Wait for me.

Have a great winter, Kathrine.

- Thank you so much. - Bye-bye.

- Bye. Bye. - Bye-bye. Safe journey.

Thanks for everything!

It's terrible.

What happened?

It's the second accident we spotted here.

As parents, we make a lot of mistakes.

We don't know what we're doing.

Like taking a four-year-old to therapy

because he played with dolls.

Your in-laws, your siblings, your close friends

would say your son had a problem,

that it had to be caught in time…

…before the whole world could notice.

Six months later, the therapists told us you were fine,

that you didn't draw dolls anymore, only cars.

But your light got dimmed.

You were no longer that kid who laughed all the time.

I prayed to Jesus many times

to keep you from suffering in the future.

But now I'm happy you're suffering.

Because you're suffering for love.

You're suffering because you're in love,

and not because of all the mistakes your parents made.

Please forgive me, son.

Please forgive me.

Dad?

Hey, Mom.

How's the art exhibition? I saw a lot of people coming.

It's better if no one comes.

Why?

I'm not prepared.

Nothing's working.

And you didn't help me at all on this exhibition.

I'm helping you right now.

That's no help. I've been asking for six years.

Mom, I should be working on the film right now.

Why are you here? It's not finished yet?

You wanted me to fix this thing…

This old crap. God knows why!

I'm not even a technician. What do you want to watch?

The "Empress Sissi" Trilogy.

On VHS? Couldn't I download them for you?

No, I want to watch the videocassettes

you gave me at thirteen,

and that you bought with your savings.

Can you look at it?

It's good.

I think it's crap.

You've done better, but it's not crap.

It's good.

Go on. Tell me about the movie.

It has shape.

It has shape.

Yeah, but you move something here,

and another gets wonky there and…

Besides, I have to deliver and I don't know what

because it's not ready.

I don't know, I think…

It's hard to separate.

You're overthinking.

Your piece doesn't care what you think of it.

The Swedes? Have they been in touch?

No.

There. Let's see…

OK.

Tell me, is this a child? Does it look like a child?

I'm throwing it in the trash!

- You're not throwing anything, wait. - I'm throwing it away.

- Hey, stop. You're not throwing it away. - Yes, I am!

Because it's good. Look at it again.

Your piece isn't finished.

My piece is shit.

No, it's not shit because this thing

that looks like a child it's because…

You said it, "It 'looks' like a child!"

You weren't sure!

You need to give him shorter legs!

- I'm ready. - What you doing here?

I came to watch the movie.

- Now? - Yes, now.

You said ready the 10th, and it's already the 12th. Go!

Show me what you have.

I don't want to.

"I don't want to"?

I don't care, show me what you have.

No!

- No? - No!

OK. You know what?

I'm calling Ruben.

I'll explain we made a big mistake

and that we do need him as an editor

because it's obvious that you can't separate.

What are you doing? You're not calling Ruben!

You have to let it go!

No one knows this character like me, Paolo.

I have to edit this movie.

I understand that this is not an easy process,

but my job is to make sure the film is finished.

You know what?

What?

I thought that working on it,

it would lose intensity, but no.

It's quite the opposite.

If it hurts me, it's because it works.

It works!

I edit the goodbye scene in the van,

and I get a lump in my throat.

Then I watch the forest scene,

and I feel horrible!

The girl playing her is as beautiful

as she was that first day.

But I get to the bedroom scene at night,

and something's missing.

And It's your fault.

It's your fault.

Because you're enjoying this.

You're having a great time.

Opening up the old wound.

Maybe I am.

Look, Mati, I put up with all your crises.

Swapping the lead actor a week before filming,

the tantrums on set,

even the idea of you editing the film.

I thought it could work.

But it's clear you can't. I'll give it to Ruben.

No, no, no. Give me two days.

- No! - Give me two days, Paolo!

The day after tomorrow?

No, say it the way I wrote it.

"I would be consumed in that overwhelming existence,

which we are still just able to endure,

as I request your presence at my dungeon tonight."

- Come on. - Oh, come on!

Tango, tango!

Tango, tango, tango!

Hey, Alexander.

Really?

Some last words for the camera?

- Come on. - For Matías?

Something for another time?

Some last words for the camera?

Come on.

For Matías?

Something for another time?

Hey, Matías.

Kathrine again.

You must be so busy.

I was thinking that even if you can't make it to the wedding,

I'm gonna put your name on the guest list regardless,

in case you happen to fly to Italy.

It would mean the world to have you there.

Alexander wants to see you too.

INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT - EZEIZA

Matías!

What?

Yeah. This one? Oops.

- How are you? - Hi!

- You're so pregnant, I can't believe it. - I know.

It's so good to see you. Come on.

- How are you? - Good.

I read online you're making a movie about Duino.

I can't believe you're picking me up. I could have taken a taxi.

Picking you up is nothing.

You are amazing.

I'm so excited you're here.

I'm really sorry about your parents.

Thank you.

They really loved you, you know?

It was just one Christmas, but they saw you like a son.

OK, Mr. Filmmaker.

I'm gonna take you to your hotel. I'm sure you'll love it.

What a surprise!

But it must be odd!

Talking about your life on film?

Yeah, it's a little odd.

And how about real life?

Well, I moved to London in the 2000's.

To study dance.

- Wow. - Yeah.

Yeah, but…

with scoliosis and flat feet… kind of difficult to be Fred Astaire.

Fell in and out of love with anyone who paid me any attention.

Puttana.

Yeah, pretty much.

Then I went… I moved back to Buenos Aires.

A little lost, actually.

Yeah, I know the feeling.

How about you?

Me?

Oh, well, I…

I graduated.

I… got married.

Got divorced.

And then I started working with the royal family's business affairs.

And…

Yeah, that's pretty much it. I mean, riveting stuff.

That's pretty much it?

Yeah, yeah.

There's not much to tell.

May I dance with my brother?

Of course, of course. Yes.

My honor.

And then, he goes,

"Whenever a society is stricken ill, one must rid of the past."

He sounds like an asshole.

My ex-wife used to call me that.

Ex-wife?

Yeah.

So…

How about her?

Well, for starters, our sex life at 35

was less passioned than my parents' at 60.

And you know that because…

Because…

…we got home one night to my parents' place

after some dull party.

It was the middle of the night, and suddenly we heard

this furious barking.

I got really frightened and I run upstairs.

And it was coming from my parents' bedroom.

The thing is…

…they never owned a dog.

To Didde and Gunner.

It's strange…

…how things can disintegrate so quickly.

I've had for years this dream.

And…

…in it,

I see myself from above

like I'm watching someone else.

Like a mouse trapped in a maze.

And…

I'm frantically digging through this dumpster

where I know I've hidden the body of someone I…

…killed.

And…

…I'm checking…

…to see if it's still there.

And when I…

When I finally find it,

I feel this…

…massive relief.

I could never kill any…

Anyone.

But…

No matter what,

that overwhelming…

…guilt…

never leaves me.

Maybe you should get rid of the dead body.

The African dance!

You remember it. Come on, come on, come on!

Do it!

Come on, come on!

All right.

Thank you.

Where's the husband?

Totally passed out in the master bedroom.

You're gonna be a great mom.

Don't go.

I do love it here.

Stay.

I can't.

She's married already.

And I doubt that kid is yours.

Why are you always around?

Don't make it another 24 years, OK?

Well…

Write sometime, OK?

I have.

Many times.

You think you know yourself when you are a kid.

But you don't know anything.

Because you can't predict that.

What?

That thing. That…

…feeling that stops you in your tracks.

That doesn't let you breath.

Because, when it's happening,

you don't know that you'll never feel it again for anyone.

And with time, you really wish…

…you would.

Memory is sneaky.

It's inaccurate.

And then, one day, you see old images of that boy you were, that…

…scared,

stupid and brave little boy you were.

And you realize you've added things to the past.

And now, here it is, for real.

That face.

This gate, the staircase, this house.

The record of reality, exactly as it was.

As it is.

Right now.

This is me.

I'll miss you, old friend.

I'll miss you too.

- Good Morning. - Good Morning.