All language subtitles for Addition (2026) [Bluray 720p][Esp].srt - eng(5)

Everything counts.

People don't think about it,
but without numbers we are nothing.

Sometimes I have the impression that
they are a secret that only belongs to me.

It doesn't matter who you are or what you believe in,

numbers are immutable,

numbers never lie.

Ten,

nine,

eight, seven, seven,

eight, nine, nine...

One, two, three, four, five, six,
seven, eight, nine.

One, two, three, four, five,
six, seven, eight, nine...

Why are there nine bananas?

There were ten.

Excuse me,
Do you mind handing me a magazine?

Which one do you want?

- Sorry?
- What magazine do you want?

Any.

Do you want any magazine?

Thanks, perfect.

Sorry.

Sorry.

Maybe...

Would you like an apple?

That didn't work very well for Eva.

How clever.

No, it's because if I offer you an apple,
Maybe you'll give me the banana back.

What banana?

The one you took from me in there
when you thought I didn't see you,

but I did see you.

Had you already paid for the banana?

Not yet.

So it was still from the supermarket.

And if I have taken it from you, which I don't believe, I carry it in

my bag after having paid for it, In other words, it now belongs to me.

Any judge would say
it's less yours than mine.

Hey, here!

To you: it's my way of
thanking you for the legal advice.

Well, for the modest price of ten apples I
will fix the entire judicial system for you.

Bye bye.

Okay.

I've always been good at flirting.

For each new situation I come
up with a lot of conversations.

Although I don't
practice it much lately.

There are one hundred and seventy-two
thousand mathematicians in the world.

Research is funded
4.6% less each decade.

I have lost a lot of income
since the hospitalization and

family shame and disappointment
have increased significantly.

I was born at midnight,
between July 9 and 10.

I invented the alternating current
induction motor and the Tesla coil.

I will never get married
or want to have children.

I like to watch the pigeons
in the Plaza de la República.

My name is Grace Lisa Vandenburg.
My name has nineteen letters.

I have a PhD in mathematics.

I was in love when I was twenty-one.

His name was Chris and he had a
certain resemblance to Nick Cave.

I don't like cilantro and when I
wear yellow I look like a corpse.

If you shaved your mustache,
you would look like Kafka.

Tonight you are going to sleep alone.

One, two, three, four, six...

One, two, three, four, five...

I had always had a
single bed, it was perfect.

But that changed in the hospital, when I stopped

thinking that a double
bed was an empty promise.

My name is Nikola Tesla.
My name has eleven letters.

People don't understand that
an obsession is not a weakness.

When I discovered that someone
as important as Nikola Tesla

also told everything, He stopped being Tesla and became Nik.

You look bored.

No, I'm busy.

Euclid's "The
Elements" will always be

there, heaven, that's the good thing about them.

Sharpen your mind,
Nik. A blunt knife is death.

Give me ten minutes.

I give you three.

Okay, six.

- The same old discussion.
- Nine is my last offer.

If you don't count in tens,
You are a Neanderthal.

They are empirically perfect.

We've already started...

The metric system,
fingers and toes...

The academic prodigy.

Well, "former academic.

"
Without tens you are nothing.

They are the true balance
of a beautiful world.

If you knew the
magnificence of shortlists you

wouldn't think about the world, heaven.

You could...

You could unravel the entire universe.

The order is important.

Without numbers, The world
becomes uncertain and confusing.

Who wants that?

Furthermore, without a couple of
good habits, Life isn't half as fun.

We continue. Efe, x...

equal to...

Larry, derived from efe?

Five?

How lucky.

I know the contest
is still a long way off,

but we still have a lot
of material to look at.

So prepare to fully
attack continuous change.

Don't tell me I don't
have a different mood.

Well, you can pick up.

How are you, Grace?

How are you handling everything?

Isn't it too soon?

No, no, I'm delighted
to be able to work.

- Glad to hear it.
- Thank you.

See you later.

-Larry.
- Tell me, Freddie.

Let's go have a smoothie,
are you signing up?

Can't.

I had already met my aunt, I'm sorry.

It doesn't matter, see you.

Bye bye.

So this is Johnny Farrell,

I have heard a lot about you,
Johnny Farrell.

Well, no one has
told me about you.

Hey, that math contest thing...

Don't you think everyone
will say I'm a super geek?

First of all, no.

Second, you are going to win it
and that will make you a legend,

And third and most importantly,
who the fuck cares what people say?

Yeah, who the fuck cares?

That mouth.

What did Mr. Garner want?

Wallow in the drama of my
spectacular fall into irrelevance.

Nothing.

See how it went.

That's because he cares.

Everyone worries.

Don't start.

I'm fine.

I'm fine.

This is what has to happen:

I go in, I count the tables, obviously,

I sit in the first one I see free,
as always,

Tina asks me "what is it going to be?"

A chocolate and an orange cake,
please.

The poppy seeds tell
me the number of bites.

The ideal is twenty, With more than
thirty, everything gets complicated.

There are no tables,
there is no table.

This one just sat down, she's
asking, The cafeteria is full...

Tina, these two want the account.

Okay.

You ordered muesli, great.

Did you know that a place in
Berlin serves it with breast milk?

Imagine.

Hey, why don't you continue with
this, whatever it is, somewhere else?

There are no tables, Tina.

I'll get back to you in a minute, okay?

Shit.

Wow, but it's the
"banana stealer."

And the "customer harasser.

"
Is everything going well?

I just want hot chocolate
and orange cake.

Easy.

Hello.

A black coffee, a roll with bacon, a

hot chocolate and orange cake, please.

Not orange. There is lemon
pie, matcha waffles and brownies.

I see that today you are
willing to finish me off.

Well, lemon is a citrus fruit, which

practically makes
it an orange, right?

True, yes.

Lemon pie, please.

Clear.

Have you stolen more fruit these days?

Three peaches and twenty-six grapes.

And you are harassing me?

You know how bullying works, right?

I mean, I was already here.

Well, I've never... I've never seen you.

What do you do for a living?

To paint, above all.

I paint houses.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

Damn, how do I count the
bites if it doesn't have...?

Poppy seeds.

Seeds of what?

What is your name?

- I'm Seamus.
- Seamus.

Six bites are not enough.

- Full name?
- Everything whole?

Seamus Joseph Rodgers.

Nineteen.
Nineteen. It's worth it to me.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

Eat the cake,
Take the chocolate and go.

Don't think about it,
you don't need to think

about how beautiful and long her eyelashes are.

Fuck.

It's your turn.

What is your name?

Grace Lisa Vandenburg.

And are you an administrator
or a full-time kleptomaniac?

I am a mathematician.

Research, above all.
Applied to technology.

I was serious.

As far as I know, yes.

Well, right now I'm not researching
anything in particular. I am a math teacher.

I have nothing to do, right?

If you start talking to me about
probability, We will be here all day.

You're a little strange, aren't you?

It will be because of the citrus diet.

Thanks for the table.

Grace...

Hey, maybe this sounds boring to you,

but would you like
to meet up for dinner?

No.

Well, I don't know, I don't
think it's a good idea...

There is a very good
Japanese restaurant right there.

If you do it right, I'll let you cut
my karaage into small pieces.

Ok, we will do this:

I'll have dinner there on Friday
night, whether you come or not.

Call me, even if it's just to
tell me to leave you alone.

So at least,
I will talk to you again.

Up to you.

Good, goodbye.

Yes.

That's it.

Thank you.

-Put away the books, will you?

- I'm not saying I don't miss Ryan, but I
like that us women sit down to eat together.

Grace, do you bring the
napkins from the pantry?

- How long will you be in China?
- Five months, mom.

I don't know how you manage.

We talk every night, Grandma.
It's not that big of a deal.

Two, four, six, eight, ten.

Two, four, six, eight, ten...

Two, four, six... Eight, nine...

Napkins, napkins...

Sex might be nice though.

Children, marriage, divorce...

Shit, it's just a date.

50% of marriages end in divorce.

Ten, nine, ten, nine, four, one.

Grace, I have to tell you: there is a

wonderful psychiatrist
who just arrived at...

No.

These are for barbecues,
It doesn't stop in here.

What more will that give?

No.

We are not animals.

Dr. Fields is a genius.

It has helped me a lot to
connect with my inner strength.

Jeez, that sounds horrible.

What sounds so horrible?

Jill has gotten herself into something very
strange. It's because she's a mother, I guess.

It's nothing more
than therapy. That's all.

A friend of mine goes to
natural therapy and is delighted.

Brilliant.

Hey, I'm glad you're
doing well at school.

Jill, leave her.

I just hope it doesn't
teach students to swear.

They already learn that at home,
You don't need anyone to teach you.

That's not the point.

She does very well in class and if
she wanted to have children, she

would be a good mother.
- She barely knows how to take care of herself.

"Suddenly, Grace discovered
that she was invisible."

In addition, it is missing
the main ingredient: a man

No, it's not that necessary either.
His sperm would be enough for me.

Although it is not so easy to meet
people anymore, even for a normal person.

Yes, I admit that it is not easy
at all. Especially after thirty.

Well, just so you know,
I have met one.

A what? A man?

Yes, I have an appointment.

- What do you do for a living?

- If we continue with this one more second, I'll cancel
the appointment and move to Mongolia to hunt with eagles.

Fifty-three, fifty-four, Fifty-five,

fifty-six, fifty-seven, fifty-eight, fifty-nine...

I'm not a dirty, virginal prude, I

like sex, with myself it's fantastic.

But when it involves another
person, things change.

It's no big deal.

Yes it is something.

You've been buying the same
toothbrush for I don't know how

many years, and it's never
occurred to you to count the bristles?

Two thousand two hundred and seventy.

Two thousand two hundred and eighty.

Two thousand two hundred and ninety.

Two thousand two hundred and twenty...
He is two thousand two hundred and twenty.

Are you sure?

I've counted them three fucking times.

One, two, three, four, five,
six, seven, eight, nine, ten...

One, two, three, four, five,
six, seven, eight, nine, ten...

One, two, three, four, five,
six, seven, eight, nine, ten...

One, two, three, four, five,
six, seven, eight, nine, ten...

You were right, honey.

Maybe they remove them without warning.

It could be
tomorrow or any time.

And if they change brands, I'll
have to count the bristles again.

Grace.

Grace.

I was thinking that if I stay very
still, maybe you won't see me.

Maybe it's a little
late so I don't see you.

Who knows? Maybe... I don't know...

What difference does it make?

It's already done, The
awkward situation is underway.

You can't stop, the best thing is...

enjoy it.

- Hello.
- Hello.

I should have called you.

Did we have plans?

No, I don't think so, but...

I really wanted to go, but something
urgent came up that I had to do, and...

It doesn't bother me, seriously, I'm more intrigued

to know why you might
want eighty-five brushes.

Ninety, in fact.

Maybe I'm an oral hygiene freak.

I'll have to floss.

I wish I had gone.

Seriously, I wore a pretty dress.

And mascara and all that.

I wanted you to know that I tried.

No way, hands where I see them.

You won't sneak it to me again.

- Who do you take me for?
- Guess it.

I don't know whether to ask you why
you have come, But I still need dessert.

Ice cream aisle.

- One second.
- Clear.

Sorry for the mess,
I was tidying up a bit.

Oh my god...

I'm officially too old
to sleep on the floor.

It suits you well.

Thank you.

Who is this grandfather?

It's Nikola Tesla.

Like cars?

As the most brilliant
mind of his generation.

Hey... You have to go.

- It's better that you go...
- Really?

Yes, it's serious,
Today I am very busy.

Very busy? Yeah?

- I guess it will be super important.
- I have a very long meeting.

Yes, it is, take the clothes.

Okay, I'm coming.

Okay. I'm leaving, I'm leaving, calm down.

But just know that I
don't believe it, okay?

Okay.

Grace...

In case it helps you...

I'm not desperate, you understand?

If you wanted this to be something informal,

for me fine.

I knew you agreed.

- You agree.
- Bye bye.

You are.

Six times?

I think he injured my cervix.

Don't talk nonsense.

I would never lie about such a serious topic.

When will you see him again?

Never.

Don't you like it?

He's funny, and he's smart,
in its own way, but a bit of the same.

I knew, for you, nothing is enough.

It's my thing, Jill.

I'm just saying, even if you
think you might like him one day...

The X is not worth that,
You have the whole equation wrong.

- The X is thirteen.
- No.

- Oh really?
- Yeah.

Damn!
I don't even know where I'm screwing up.

I'm going to make a horrible
fool of myself at the contest.

How dare you talk
about my niece like that?

Peaceful. Everything will be fine.

Besides, I will be with you.

Don't leave this behind.

Put it in the freezer.

Thank you.

Why do you always give
up before trying seriously?

It's not that I give up, It's
just that I am what I am.

And I'm fine.

It isn't true.

All Hillary wants is to be
just like her Aunt Grace,

but I don't think she
understands all that entails.

"Thank you. Thank you,
Jill. "Thank you for dinner.

"
Thanks, Jill.

No, don't even think about that.

Nik became hypersensitive
to sounds in his

mid-twenties, the buzz
of a bumblebee in the

garden amplified in his head until it became an explosion.

It affected him so much
that he could only go to bed.

How good that sounds.

Miss Vandenburg?

Hello.

Dr. Fields...

No, I'm sorry, I had to
attend to an emergency.

I'm Ava Gottlieb.

How pretty.

Thank you.

- Sorry. Sorry, I didn't mean...
- Please sit down.

Well, according to this report, it's been

a while since he last
followed a protocol.

It's been eight months
since you left the hospital.

Is this your first
follow-up appointment?

Yes, I want to put
my life back in order.

I see that now you are not taking
medication or following any treatment.

There has been a worsening, or...

No, but...

In short, it's about counting.

I would really like to have
it a little more controlled.

Okay, well we can establish
a plan, You know, try...

cognitive behavioral therapy, or
that of exposition and response.

But I'm curious, Grace, what's

driving you to seek
treatment right now?

- Grace?
- Yes.

Sorry, this is not going to help
me, I will manage it on my own.

- OK.
- Yes.

Is it already?

Is there no discourse
about what is best for me?

The truth is that speeches
don't suit me much.

I was expecting a more powerful ending.

Clear.

I almost left my bag.

Already.

- Bye bye.
- Bye bye.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Come on, damn.

Let's see...

- Say?
- Hello, Seamus, I'm Grace.

You made me sweat, but I'm
glad you called me. How are you?

No, hey, sorry, stop for a

second, I need to say this.

My name is Grace Lisa Vandenburg,
My name has

nineteen letters, I'm
thirty-four years old and I don't

know about you, but sometimes
I feel like running away and...

And to become a pearl
diver or a milkmaid...

But I don't like running, the immensity

of the ocean terrifies me and...

I have started drinking oat milk,
so...

I don't like cilantro and when I
wear yellow I look like a corpse.

I think I'd like to see you again.

Informal... or...

whatever.

I don't believe that.

- The fact that?
- The yellow thing.

I bet even Van Gogh himself
wouldn't do you justice.

So...

Join me for the Sunday ritual.

Don't be scared, it's nothing strange, I
assure you, believe me, you will love it.

I'll write to you.

Okay, goodbye.

What a fabric!

Hello.

You are amazing.

Oh. I didn't know...

- Yes, it's horrible, wow.
- Yes, for me too.

- It has been a pleasure, yes.
- We left it here, right?

- It has been a lovely evening.
- See you.

This place is almost a religion for me.

Oh really.

Can we have some pork
balls and dumplings, please?

If you see something you
like, grab it, It's what I do.

Thank you.

I think it was the first...

Three dumplings... How
many bites is a dumpling?

I doubt there are two,
although his mouth is bigger...

God, I love his mouth.

One second. Sorry. It turns out...

Leave us spring rolls
and sesame bread, please.

Do you like sesame bread?

- Yes.
- Thank you very much.

I know from the outside it doesn't look
like much, but it's amazing, seriously...

Can you give us some cream puffs,
please?

Clear.

Thank you.

It doesn't make sense. How many bites?

Tea?

- There's not enough.
- Tea.

Do you want tea, Grace?

I'm sorry.

I can't...

I'm sorry.

Grace?

Are you OK?

Yes.

Okay, okay, I think it's
a panic attack, okay?

So breathe.

Yes.

Come here. Look at me, look at me.

Look at me. Breathe.

Grace, hey...

Rest for a moment, okay?

You... You breathe. Breathe.

In an ejaculate of
average volume there are

approximately fifty million sperm, and there

are forty million people in
the world who have AIDS.

Every year, more than six hundred
and fifty thousand human beings die.

Do you have AIDS?

- That?
- Gonorrhea, chlamydia...

Any of the fat ones?

- Good morning.
- Should I be worried?

No, I'm super clean.

- Okay.
- Yes.

Should I be worried?

By some half-genius
British half?

No, I have an IUD.

Want...?

And do you want us
to talk about last night?

The panic attack.

Panic is a very
underrated aphrodisiac.

In other words, it
could have been

anyone, the first one you had seen.

Exact.

I want to ask you something and
I need you to be honest with me.

Do you have any leftover toothbrushes?

- The truth is that no.
- No?

- No.
- What's not?

How not?

I don't believe it.

Stone Roses, Joy Division...

I don't know... The Cure...

Thank goodness you said that, because...

If you don't arrive...

Seriously, if you can't say it, I
would have said Marcel Marceau.

- That? Marcel...?
- Wasn't he a singer?

It was mime!

Then he wouldn't
release any album, right?

- Thank you.
- What are those things?

"Cuisenaire"?

They are to tell,
to teach children.

They are named after Georges
Cuisenaire, my second favorite inventor.

Like a kind of "Jenga"
for geniuses?

For geniuses, yes.

They are vintage.

I've had them since I was three years old.

Hello!

Hello!

Sorry for the delay.

Three...

four.

I have slept with

four people, four men.

With more than me, then.

I haven't slept with any man.

Well, what a shame, you're missing out.

That's what I've heard. Oh really.

Already.

Twelve.

Don't think there are so many.

They are not.

It doesn't matter, it's
water under the bridge.

OK.

I'm only interested in the present.

And what do you tell me about the future?

First things first:
nail Back in Black.

- Yes.
- And today I have an audience.

Don't say a word.

Remove. If you distract me,
it will be even worse, okay?

Go do things out there.

Let's see.

Three, four, five, six,
seven, eight, nine, ten...

Six, seven, eight, nine, ten...

One, two, three...

One, two, three...

Five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten...

Four, five, six, seven,
eight, nine, ten...

One, two, three, four, five,
six, seven, eight, nine, ten...

One, two, three, four, five,
six, seven, eight, nine, ten...

One, two, three, four, five,
six, seven, eight, nine, ten...

"Axiom", an essential principle
that is always accepted as true.

Is it written with "U"? It's
with "O", right? "Axiom".

What's the matter?

Nothing to me, and to you?

Nothing, my aunt has a boyfriend
and she's getting out of control.

It's not getting out of control, He is
normal and would never do strange things.

You're a geek.

You are a geek.

When will I meet him?

Soon.

I promise.

One, two, three, four, five,

six, seven, eight, nine and ten.

One, two, three, four...

One, two, three...

Two, three, four, five, six,
seven, eight, nine and ten.

Grace.

Grace.

Grace...

What is all this?

I don't know, it's just...

It has to come out
somehow, I don't know...

But it's exhausting.

God...

And Dr. Fields?

- Already.
-And Seamus?

You have to tell him what's going on.

Of all the advice
you have given me, I

am convinced that
this is the stupidest.

I'm serious.

No.

"Hide the madness."

As if it works for you.

Don't give me that.

We all do it, even you.

Shit, the tram doesn't work.

Goodbye, Freddie.

- I'll call your mother.
- Mom has Pilates until six.

Goodbye, girls.

Today you have worked very well.

I know who you can call.

We are already there.

Thanks for bringing us.

It has been a pleasure.

You'll give me five stars, right?

- Yes of course.
- For God's sake...

What?

Excuse me, this entry is private.

Hello, mom.

I landed in Sydney
and had to formalize

papers, like all British people,
It

was an ordeal,
but at least I got a

residence permit and that gave me some freedom.

I decided to change the scene... Thank you.

I came to Melbourne and became a painter.

Grace never travels.

Grace is here.

You understand me, You are
not one of those with a restless ass.

That will have to be changed.

Please... Please sit down, I'm

good at making mashed potatoes.

- I don't mind.
- If he also cooks...

That's okay, Gracie.

It's great to have someone around
who makes your life a little easier.

- You will miss your family.
- Yes, of course, besides, we lived in...

- Leave me.
- Yes, okay.

We all lived very
close, within a

three-block radius, and
we shared everything.

Just like us.

And is everyone in your family painters?

Hardworking, in general.

My mother is a nurse.

Grace told me that you are a lawyer.

I was, I unsubscribed
so I could be with Larry.

You must be proud,
Mrs. Vandenburg.

You can call me Marj.

He has two very intelligent daughters.

Already.

Have you never wanted to study?

Third drink, Jill.

I didn't have the chance
and I didn't care too much.

I prefer the university of life.

You're "Rodgers."
"Rodgers," right?

Yes, yes, my sister-in-law married
a Rodgers, Maybe you are related.

Was he from Nottingham?

No, from Ballarat.

- Okay.
- I think his name is Jimmy Rodgers.

Do you have many gang
members in Nottingham?

- "Gangsters"?
- What kind of question is that?

Lar, do not offend our guest.

Sorry, Seamus,
I didn't say it because...

It doesn't matter, I'm not a
gang member, now not anymore.

No way, sometimes he doesn't
even know what he's talking about.

But did you finish high school?

I finished high school, yes, I
even know how to tie my shoelaces.

- I'm not saying that for nothing.
- No, I know, it was a joke.

I know Grace wouldn't be with a fool.

Well, I'm trying really hard.

Henry, Henry Rodgers.

- Health.
- Health.

By Henry.

Please start.

Seamus, pass me the plate please.

- I serve you.
- Thank you.

Would you like to come inside?

Better not.

Oh really?

Yes, I'll get up early tomorrow.

Now, leave it.

You won't cry.

You won't cry.

You won't cry.

I have thought about it.

For a minute?

I didn't need more.

Tell me, is there anything better
than the aroma of a good coffee...

and Aznavour on a cold morning?

Well I must say yes.

A skillet of bacon and The Pogues.

TRUE.

I have to go.

- Come dance with me.
- Do you also speak French?

I sing in French, there
is a big difference.

No, no, it's just as sexy.

Dance with me.

I'm late tonight I
promise you, okay?

Tonight, tonight, I
promise, seriously.

The truth is that, if I'm already
late, Well... it doesn't matter.

I had a great idea, let's go

to the countryside this weekend.

Because?

"Because"?

I don't know, you, me, dirt roads...

Soaps wrapped in
paper, sunset walks...

Other physical activities...

Okay.

- Yeah?
- Yes.

Perfect, I organize
everything. I'm serious.

If you even think about
starting to organize

something other than a
suitcase, You will break my heart.

Bye bye.

I should have danced with you.

Not everyone dances like you.

That's true.

There are 0.45 fatal crashes
for every ten thousand

cars, that is, one death for
every forty-five thousand cars.

Someone could faint and hit us,

heart attacks cause
2.1% of road deaths.

In Finland.

What if I don't like it when we get there?

I need an escape route.

I'll have to go back by bus.

What if he's a maniac and
pulls out an axe? I'll be trapped.

What do you think about?

You wouldn't want to know.

Yeah! That's why I ask.

In fact, someday I would
like to learn to read minds.

Well, you would spend the day
listening to internal monologues.

And what superpower
would you have if you could?

I already have one, darling.

- Yeah?
- Yes.

Okay.

I agree.

- Tell me about lyrebirds, do you know anything?
- This is your thing, right?

This is a fractal of nature.

And what is a fractal?

It's a pattern that repeats itself, see?

On a scale.

The area remains constant,
but the horizon is infinite.

How curious.

Are you OK?

- Yes.
- Are you crying?

No, whatever, you'll be crying.

They're just a couple of trees.

Yeah, well, it's been
a while since I've

left the same twelve kilometer radius, so...

Really?

Come.

I get you, it's pretty spectacular.

Yes.

Can we remove that?

Don't be such a snob, this is a classic.

Okay, obviously you don't like it.

I'd love it if it wasn't the most
basic thing I've ever heard in my life.

Have you arrived?

No no.

Okay.

It doesn't matter, don't worry.

What's up, I love it, I want to do it to you.

No, stop. Leave it.

Do you want us to talk...?

No, it's not necessary.

Sure, it's a very mature response.

Are you kidding?

Hey, it's not my first time,

If you want to tell me something,
Be honest with me and tell me.

When I hold your hand
you always get tense,

and I see you constantly murmuring,
I don't know, am I irritating you or something?

No.

I don't want to pressure you,
but you're taking me away from you,

I notice it, so please, if it's not
me, then tell me what's wrong.

Did you know that you have one hundred and
thirty-seven eyelashes on your right eye?

And one hundred and nineteen on the left.

I have counted them.

I tell it all.

Non-stop.

But these last few weeks I have
been able to contain that impulse.

At your side, I preserve integrity,

but you barely leave,

I fall apart.

Then I make the effort to count all
the pieces and put them back together...

because I fucking like you a lot.

- It's very good.
- I know. Yeah.

Oh really.

Very good.

Are you doing it now?

The counting thing.

No.

Sorry.

It doesn't matter.

Does it have any kind of effect on you?

Sometimes I like to bring
home hot English people.

Come on, tell me how it affects you.

What does it feel like?

Well, sometimes it's relaxing.

And other times I feel like
my brain is going at full speed.

I don't know, it's like...

as if a million thoughts were
jumping around without stopping.

I start counting, and if I'm wrong

on any number, So I start again.

Damn, how strong.

"What a weirdo."

It isn't true.

But I can't imagine...

Okay. When things get...

a little personal
the war begins.

I was saying that I can't imagine what it's
like to have that in your head constantly.

I don't know... Is there
nothing that can help you?

I'll take the medication.
But I will never lie down on that couch.

It has been a powerful entry.

Thanks, I'm quite nervous.

The couch thing is non-negotiable, I'm afraid.

Not literally, sit wherever you want,
but we have to see each other regularly.

Okay, I'll pretend to think about it.

Miss Vandenburg?

Take your pills, move your body,

Cope with discomfort and
maintain routines, it's that simple.

Take the pills,

move the body,

face discomfort

and maintain routines.

Tablets,

body,

discomfort,

routines.

Tablets,

body,

discomfort,

routines.

For God's sake, don't tell your sister.

Since when have you started smoking again?

I've been there for a couple of months,
and I know it's disgusting, I already know,

I'll leave it, but now...

What are you doing here, by the way?

Larry, about the contest.

Mom, what are you worried about?

Hey, I don't mean to pressure you,

It wouldn't be fair and...

I want it to work this time,

but I need to make sure you'll be
okay, I'm not saying "normal" anymore,

whatever it means,
I just want you to be well.

Already.

Peaceful.

- Sure?
- Sure.

One, two, three, four, five...

Five carts, six dumplings.

eight, nine, ten...

How many chairs?

One, two, three, four, five,
six, seven, eight, nine, ten...

Fuck exposure therapy.

Thank you.

How are you, Grace?

The other day I read something
about a guy who couldn't combine

short and long clothes, for example,
a short-sleeved t-shirt and long pants.

And when I had no choice, I was

uncomfortable all day, as if it burned his skin.

In the end, his wife left him
because he set fire to the closet.

Why are you telling me that story?

We haven't fucked like
animals in a long time.

I loved him, and now he
treats me like I'm made of glass.

And you haven't talked about it?

That change is likely
news to him, too.

No, it's not just because of him,
It's for me too.

I'm having a hard time feeling sexy
and cool with the problem exposed.

Do you want to stop counting
and go back to animal sex?

- Basically, yes.
- Good, very good, that's something.

Yeah, but if I stop counting,
I also lose half a brain.

We can try other medications,

but... it will be like you put a
band-aid on until we get there

to the main cause.

When you tell, what effect does it have on you?

It keeps us safe.

To me, to my family, to Seamus...

I will defeat you, evil one!

Grace?

Grace.

Grace.

Yes, it's perfect.

Is Larry okay?

The contest has her very upset.

You'll bring it when it's over, right?

He made it very clear to me
that he doesn't want me to appear

there, and I will also have to
pick up mom from the colonoscopy.

Jill, you didn't need to say it.

No problem, Seamus takes us.

Well, try not to make a
mistake, It's in San Gabriel.

I don't know why he has to go
to the other side of the city, it's...

It will be fine, don't stress.

Thank goodness you're going.

I like that boy, he's very nice.

I'm fine, but the new
medication makes me dizzy.

Well, we gave you the same
one when you were sixteen and it

didn't suit you very well either.

I don't remember that.

Oh really?

I'll give you what I have
so your doctor can see it.

You're always in everything, huh, mom?

Sure, Grace, I'm your mother for a reason.

I don't like being so lazy.

You should exercise more, you could

come to Pilates with
me in the mornings.

No, for God's sake, I don't need to hate
myself so much at that time of the morning.

Well, you're starting to
look like a wrung out rag.

I'm livid.

Livid?

Because you said so?

I don't know, I'm looking bad.

- Livid.
- Pale.

I am a photocopy of
a former joyful soul.

How stupid, you look beautiful.

It's true.

Already.

Sorry.

You'd get hornier
with a bag of pipes.

What does Ava tell you?

May we continue to insist.

I appreciate you trying.

Are we stuck?

No, nothing of that.

It's the routine.

Sometimes it happens.

Well, my routines have
never bored me so much.

You look sad, honey.

Hello.

- Hello.
- What are you doing here?

Weren't you going to go to the contest?

I've been calling you, I didn't know where

I had to go, I don't have Larry's number.

God...

Damn!

She will be with her companions, calm.

Hey, don't blame yourself.

Larry!

I'm so sorry, Lar.

- I have won.
- Have you won?

I knew it.

Are...? That...? That is...?

Came?

Yes it is.

She has sneaked into
the chapel of San Gabriel

to steal mass wine and drink it with her friends.

All to please a boy with
whom she seems to be in love.

Do you know this Freddie guy?

- Freddie?
- I have not educated you like that.

It's not that big of a deal.

You have been expelled from
school, Of course it's a big deal.

Do you have any idea what
could have happened to you?

And you?

What was it this time?

Were you too busy
playing tag while my

teenage daughter
got drunk in the street?

It was not his intention
and he is very sorry, he...

Enough already.

Stop making excuses for her, mom,

We have spent our lives
trying to protect it with excuses.

Toby was my brother too, mom.

I still can't believe I was
stupid enough to believe that

this time it would turn out well, I guess I'm the sick one...

- Jill...
- For entrusting you with the care of Larry.

Enough!

I can understand that you're mad, Jill,

Grace screwed up, okay, but he's trying.

It is not perfect,
this is a process

that will affect all of us, not just you.

Because you know her well, right?

Maybe you were
there when I found her

catatonic in bed after
a blackout and couldn't

get up until the alarm clock struck six in the morning.

They had to admit you
after that, right, Grace?

And then you lost
your permanent place at

school, a whole life thrown down the

toilet,
So okay, Seamus, don't be shy and

enlighten me, tell me how much you know my sister.

I think I'm leaving.

I didn't know you had a brother.

What happened?

They told us he felt no pain.

I was lying there,

He seemed to be asleep.

I'm so sorry.

That's where it started,
it told everything.

I wish you believed that you don't
have to hide anything from me.

It was none of your business.

Okay, yeah, I get it.

But I believe that I have
been with you at all times and...

Didn't I have a right to
know something like that?

Did you have the right?

- Well, no...
- You had the right...

You, you, you.

Always you, it has nothing
to do with you, but with me.

When have I been the important thing?

Because everything we do or don't do, Where we go

or don't go, it has to do with
you and I don't care, okay?

I mean, you adapt to me.

Yes, I adapt to you, but
I don't care because...

Listen to me... I do... Listen, I'm happy to do it, Grace, because

when you love someone and
they're hurting, that's what you do.

This way you feel big
and important, right?

No, we all know who's important
when you're around, believe me.

- Can't.
- Hey, I didn't want to...

- I didn't mean that.
- It doesn't matter, I can't.

Clear...

You hit the panic button the first time,
don't take risks,

usually works well.

Fuck it, get out now.

I'm done.

No, Grace...

We are not like that.

Take a step back,
I ask you please,

Stop for a second and
think about what we do.

For weeks I haven't
thought about anything else,

I assure you.

I just want to finally get
rid of the damn buzz...

that fills my head.

OK.

Find someone else to rescue.

It's alarming how easy
it is to delete someone.

After a week,
It was as if it had not existed.

However, deleting someone
who refuses to be deleted...

It can be a little more complicated.

Grace, come, please.

It is persistent.

Can we talk?

Please?

Don't be sad, sky.

Happy smiles, huh?

Seamus and I have broken up,

a few weeks ago.

I'm sorry.

Already.

And I have stopped the medication,

I needed to feel like
I was myself again.

But I can come back to it later.

Yes, yes, of course.

Do you know who Nikola Tesla is?

The inventor.

Clear.

Well, for years...

He lives in my house, with me.

In what sense?

In the sense of...

If you are there, you are
with me, and we talk or...

we do things together.

No, not those things,
ours is platonic.

Oh, Lord, I'm terrible.

I've heard much stranger things, Grace.

- Oh really?
- Believe me.

God.

Okay, and when did
you start getting together?

The first time I left the hospital.

And what was there before that?

What happened when you were six years old?

About my brother.

Part of me thinks that if I
count the steps correctly,

he does not fall and does not die,

What if I tell everything without stopping,
no one will suffer.

And I'm clear, the most rational part of
me knows well that that doesn't make sense,

that things happen to everyone,
good and bad, constantly,

It has nothing to do with numbers.

But the fear...

The fear is always there.

Do you remember
what happened to Tesla?

In the end.

Yes, he went bankrupt
building Wardenclyffe Tower

and they ended up selling it for scrap.

He was ahead of his time,
but they didn't understand it.

And after?

He died alone and
broke in a hotel room.

He said that he had invented the
ray gun and that he could communicate

with other planets.

He was the smartest in the world

and yet
He didn't find the exit.

He couldn't control the fear.

But just because Tesla didn't control
his state doesn't mean he was a failure.

I know.

But imagine how extraordinary
that would have been

If I had managed to control it.

When you take two steps
forward and one step back,

It's like trying to put on an
old coat that no longer fits.

You can only try.

One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight, nine...

Maybe I am changing forever.

I know I want something different, I

just need to figure
out what exactly it is.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Take yours.

Well, this is a joy.

Grandma, you can't put the
toothpaste back in the tube.

I won't make a
single excuse on my

part, if you can't forgive me I'll understand.

Come on, get off the cross now.

Of course I forgive you.

Really.

Come here.

But now all I think about is that lasagna.

I know you don't like
to talk about it, but...

Are you sure you can't
fix things with Seamus?

For God's sake, Mom, that toothpaste
is already spilled all over the floor.

Well it's a shame because
you made a wonderful couple.

I will never forgive myself for missing it.

You couldn't help it.

Are you angry with me?

Why would I get mad at you?

For getting you into trouble.

Everything bad that happened
that day was because of me.

OK?

It was for me.

Are you going to tell him?

The fact that?

Freddie's, mine.

Come here.

Hey...

It's none of your business
until you want it to be,

but your mother is an extraordinary
woman and adores you just the way you are,

He doesn't care what it entails.

All that you carry inside,

all that agitation that invades you,

It's nothing but fear.

And one day you will be
able to look him in the face...

knowing exactly who you are.

It's great that you are better,
I like this Grace.

Thank you.

I think I'm making adequate progress.

I promise you I won't come back,
but I think you shouldn't be without this.

Happy Birthday.

Five, six, seven, eight...

I will miss you,
Grace Lisa Vandenburg.

My name is Grace Lisa Vandenburg,
My name has nineteen letters.

I have anxiety and a ton of

guilt-related issues, but I'm working on it.

I know that counting doesn't protect anyone, not

even to me, but I also know
that security is not everything.

You are Seamus Joseph Rodgers,

your name has nineteen letters,

like mine.

Maybe you can't read my mind,

but I know you see me.

Everything counts.

Life is made up of thousands
of fleeting moments,

If you don't pay attention and don't
give them importance, you'll miss them.

You can miss your entire life.

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