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Thank you, dear.

I'm so sorry to bother you. You're an angel.

Now, come away in.

You see...

I tried to do it, but my hands have got arthritis.

Ned, my husband, tried to undo it

but the screws were too tight.

Now, it's all in here.

There's a new showerhead

and some pliers if you need them.

It's fixed.

Already?

Well, sit down for a minute, a cup of herbal tea at least.

OK.

It's good.

My own blend, not the kind you get in the shops.

Would you like a cookie?

OK.

I put lemon peel in them.

Excuse me a wee minute.

Thank you again for fixing the shower.

My grandson keeps promising to do it

but he never does.

Have you met the new neighbours?

No, I haven't.

Well, they sure do make some racket.

Have you heard them?

Yes.

Well, I mean, something needs to be said about it.

They can't keep playing their music so loud.

Apparently...

they set their old house on fire.

We're all set. His clothes are on the couch.

Thank you.

Excuse me a minute.

See you tomorrow.

Yes, see you tomorrow.

♪ I ♪

♪ I woke to find you gone ♪

♪ Breathless ♪

♪ I froze ♪

♪ On either side ♪

♪ Wasted and high ♪

♪ Unable to refuse ♪

♪ This day I did not choose ♪

♪ Hoping, holding nothing ♪

♪ But the memories of you ♪

♪ Silence ♪

♪ This is the silence of disbelief ♪

♪ It's hard to get used to ♪

♪ I wait for your voice to ♪

♪ Shatter this illusion ♪

♪ I ♪

♪ I woke to find you gone ♪

♪ Oh, and this silence ♪

♪ A wall ♪

Ah!

Hey, look, this one's cute, right?

How much for this?

Yeah, I'm coming!

♪ Although you travelled far ♪

♪ My darling... ♪

Turn it off, Sal.

Flo!

Florence!

Turn the music down.

What? —I said turn it down!

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ I carry the Roc like a runnin' back ♪

♪ Hundred miles and runnin' back ♪

♪ Hov the president, he flyin' private in Obama's jet ♪

♪ Vic the young hitta, I want it with any nigga ♪

♪ My problems deeper than rap, ain't a problem to bury niggas ♪

♪ Cemetery diggers will be ready for your favourite rapper ♪

♪ Catch him stompin' in my yard, I step up like a Beta Kappa ♪

Oh, Sal...

Hi, Clara.

May I come in?

Of course.

I know why you came, but I'm telling you

there's no point.

We already discussed it after the accident.

You're not the only people devastated by that accident.

I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do.

There's a whole lot you can do.

You trying to make me feel guilty?

No. —Good.

Because it wasn't me driving that fucking car.

Therapy would help, you know.

Therapy?

Is that what you call it, so you can sell it better?

No.

I call it that because I think it would help you.

It would help us to be with some stranger?

It would not be a stranger.

It would just be a different body.

With Zoe's memories, Zoe's thoughts.

Let her live again.

You think we don't want her to live? Huh?

Get out of this house.

Get out.

In one week, Aeterna will remove her memory

from their archives, and...

Don't touch it!

All you'll have of her...

is this.

I'm giving you access to her memories.

And it's up to you to decide if Zoe

is in those memories

or here...

in this urn.

Another End is our second chance.

When one suffers a sudden loss

it's as if everything is suspended.

Waiting, as it were

for time to untangle the knots.

Another End offers us that time.

Time to prepare ourselves to say goodbye.

The match of "Absent One" to "Host"

is made according to a compatibility calculation

which then determines the number of possible sessions

as well as the total duration of the simulation.

Once an assignment is made

the host metabolises the memory of the Absent One

while sleeping.

Upon awakening

the memory is activated

setting in motion the simulation.

Naturally, the host's own conscience

is suspended for the entire session.

You'll find all the information you need in here...

regarding the simulation

as well as the subsequent psychological assistance

we provide.

Can I ask one more question?

Yes, of course.

Might I have one...

a little younger?

As I explained

assignments are made on the basis of compatibility.

It's not possible to choose the host.

Oh. —I'm sorry.

OK. Thank you.

Do I need to put the photos away?

Oh, no, no.

The Absent Ones continue to see themselves as they were before.

So, there's no need to remove anything.

Unless you prefer to do so.

Do you mind if I take a look in the kitchen cabinets?

Sure, yeah.

I moved a lot of things around, I don't know...

Do you want me to put them back where they were?

That's completely up to you. The...

Once the "memory bridge" is in place

your wife shall be awoken in the hospital.

For her, it will be like...

opening her eyes after being in a long coma.

Sorry, it's for the insurance.

What do you mean by "memory bridge"?

The memory of being rescued.

It serves to make the "reawakening"

a little bit more plausible.

Speaking of which, could you come with me?

Is this what she was wearing?

Yes.

OK, then we're all set.

Remember to check the list we sent you

your wife's contacts.

And if you find anyone who's not been notified

please tell us

in case your wife runs into anyone she knows.

She's not my wife.

We never married.

OK.

Still, if anyone comes to mind

make sure to add them to the list

so that we can alert them of the simulation.

OK.

Thank you.

Alright, we'll get out in a few minutes.

Once we get there, we'll sedate her again

and then get ready for the second phase of the awakening

which will take place at the hospital.

OK.

And remember, nothing that could possibly

let the Absent One know she's deceased.

Not a word about it, no hesitation in your eyes

no uncertainty in your expression.

If you feel unwell, or something goes awry

just look away, take a moment to collect yourself

and then, when we get to the hospital

step away from the stretcher.

During the reawakening phase, even the slightest doubt

could compromise the simulation.

Forever.

OK.

Ready?

Yes. Yes.

Let's go!

Thank you.

Fifteen seconds...

Five seconds...

Take it easy, everything's OK.

Hey.

Hey.

Are you OK?

Everything is fine.

Can you tell me your name?

Zoe... Zoe Stern.

Do you remember where you live? —35 Pinecone Street.

And where were you going?

To the Atlantic, I think.

I'm fine.

It's fine.

Everything's gonna be OK.

Hi. —Hi.

Can you turn the music down, please?

Oh, sorry, my daughter, she's... —Who is it?

It's just the neighbour, don't worry.

He needs us to turn the music down.

Invite him in. —Oh, it's a bit late.

No, it's fine, he's here now.

I don't think that's a good idea.

Just go and get Flo to turn the music off.

Sorry. —OK.

Hi. Um, sorry about that.

Um... Do come in, won't you?

Oh, no. No, no. No, really.

Please. Come and have a drink.

We can get to know each other, finally. Come on.

Flo, can you turn the music down?

OK.

Um, would you like a beer or coke?

Uh, beer. Yes, thank you. —Can you turn the music off?

OK, Mum, I'm almost done.

Mum, get out!

I've already told you, you mustn't go out tonight.

Mum! Mum, you can't ground me forever!

Just put your pyjamas back on

and get into bed! —OK!

But first you have to get out of my room!

Get out of my room.

Get out! Get out! Get out of my room.

Mum, get out of my room.

Get out of my room.

Get out of my room.

Get out of my room.

Sorry. Could you help me turn the music down?

I don't know how it works...

Oh, thank God.

There was so much smoke

I...

I couldn't see anything, and...

they...

She still doesn't know it's her fault.

I'm sorry.

She thinks I don't know she smokes.

How is this possible?

Oh, uh, synchronisation.

I think that's what they call it.

You know, when two Absent Ones are awakened

at the same time. That's how it works.

You know, my husband sees her

and then he sees Flo as she was back then and vice versa.

It's really incredible. They've...

they've thought of everything.

But how can you...

How can you do this? How...

are you able to do this?

Well, a body's just a body isn't it, after all?

You know?

You, um...

You get used to it.

Come on, darling, let's get you straight.

Come on, my darling. There we go.

Yeah, maybe you should...

teach me how to turn that bloody thing off.

Then next time, we won't have to bother you again.

Yes.

—Oh.

Here they are.

I want to be able to do that as well.

I don't understand what you mean.

To see her, the way she was.

That's not possible.

Look at that painting in the middle.

What do you see?

A duck.

And if I told you that it's actually a rabbit?

Can you see it now?

Ah! Yes.

It's what is called a bistable image.

I keep it here, in my office, because it

helps me to explain how our brain works

how what we know

influences what we perceive.

Now you saw a duck

but when I said it was a rabbit

your brain received this information

this new consciousness, if you will

and straight away, you saw a rabbit.

The truth is, it's both a rabbit and a duck.

But we can only ever see one or the other.

Now try staring at it.

You'll never be able to see both animals at the same time.

Our brain chooses what to see based on what it knows.

And it does this all the time.

That's a good explanation, but

I still want to see her the way she was.

And I'm explaining to you that that's not possible.

Because, unlike your neighbour and his daughter

you know that your wife is dead.

And you would know it even if you could see her differently.

We could alter our perception of the image

all it would take is a little Photoshop, as it were

but only if it did not alter

with anything that the subject was already conscious of.

In other words, we can make you see a rabbit

but only if you do not know that it could be a duck.

Now this is why the Absent Ones can never find out

they are deceased.

Once they realise it

they are unable to recognise themselves

in someone else's body.

As soon as they know they're dead, the metabolisation process

cannot be reactivated.

And so the next time they fall asleep

they die.

Forever.

You are going to have to make an effort

to believe in the simulation.

I've tried.

But I can't.

Argue with her then.

Arguing can help to activate memories and sensations

which may prove unpleasant

violent, even

but they are strong in their familiarity.

Why would... would I want to argue with her?

She's back and I...

Come on, it doesn't make sense.

Because it's the quickest way to connect to her.

You slept on the couch?

Yeah.

You been up long?

No.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

So, do you want to do something today?

Yeah. I was thinking I'd write for a while and then...

if you want, we can go check out some houses.

If you're too tired, we can just stay in and watch a movie.

Projected.

OK.

OK, what?

OK, a movie. OK.

Are you still writing your book?

Yeah.

And how's it going?

Good.

I'm almost done with the part on Sub—Saharan Africa and...

Yeah, there are very few official sources

so I have to read all sorts of things

religious texts and legal documents

but it's actually very interesting because...

I guess, I... now, in this detour

see a lot of different things that...

If you're not interested, don't ask.

At least don't make me talk to myself like an idiot.

No, I'm listening.

I forgot to feed him yesterday, so...

But I'm listening.

I'm done.

But I'm listening.

And I said I'm done.

You have to come in here?

I don't know what... what's happening?

I mean, why?

I mean, I... I'm listening, OK?

Sub—Saharan Africa, different sources.

And all of a sudden you...

I don't know, you get upset. Why? What's wrong?

What's wrong is that you're the only one who exists.

Why would you say that now?

Cos you don't care about what I do, or how I feel.

How do you feel? —Fuck you.

Hey, Zoe.

Hey, c'mon. I'm asking you how you feel

and all you tell me is "fuck off".

Don't touch me. —Is it because of the house?

Do you really wanna go see that house?

I don't fucking care about the house!

Or the camper, or Iceland

or all the other stuff we invent to pretend nothing is wrong.

We decided those things together.

Really? —Yes.

We didn't decide anything, Sal. You decided.

And you were just playing along then?

You were just playing the victim then?

OK, I'm the victim. Sure, I'm the fucking victim!

Zoe, come on.

Just tell me what's wrong. OK? Let's talk.

We've talked a thousand times. —Then let's have this talk

once and for all. —Can you go out?

We have talked about this a thousand times.

No, please. Please, tell me what's wrong.

Just leave. —OK, just tell me.

You already know, Sal.

If you don't know, you're a fucking asshole.

I'm sorry.

What?

You OK?

Oh, no, no. You're gonna lose so bad.

You're gonna lose so bad. —I have your wrists.

You're gonna lose so bad. You're gonna lose so...

OK... —More! More!

I'm warning you, OK? One, two...

Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry.

This is for both of us, OK? —Yes.

I'm so hungry.

It's so addictive. It's all MSG.

So good!

OK.

Are you ready?

For what?

No.

Yes.

I left it in the closet.

Yeah, you shouldn't have moved it.

You can watch your animal documentaries In—Eye. Come on.

OK.

Oh, mierda.

There?

Yep, it's up.

There.

The lights.

Oh, yeah.

And the curtain. —Yes, yes, yes.

You wanna get drunk tonight?

Yep.

They were freshwater shrimps, but with legs.

What are they called?

Mantis shrimps.

No, mantis are saltwater.

That is what we're having tonight.

But that time...

I found some freshwater ones

that looked like tiny little lobsters.

Oh...

Anyway, it doesn't matter what they were called.

The thing is...

they were incredibly fresh.

Some of them were still moving.

So I bought two pounds, cos we were having company.

Oh, no, no, no...

Don't tell this story while we're eating. It's so gross.

No, tell it. Come on, I want to hear it.

I put them in the fridge

and then, I take them out later that evening

to cook them

and they've stopped moving.

So, I pick up the bag

shake it just to be sure... nothing.

So, I get the pan all good and hot

and I start throwing them in

and then...

Can you believe it? They start running.

No, no, no... —They're all alive.

All of them, they're running like mad around this hot pan.

It was like a horror movie.

Yes, yes. —Like a horror movie...

And then Mum gets this brilliant idea

of throwing them on the floor to save them.

And then they start running all over the place

under the furniture

into the bookshelf

and then we found them all over the house. Dead.

You remember the one we found under the washing machine?

Yeah. —It was two weeks later!

Yeah, I can imagine the smell. No?

Yes, yes, I became a vegetarian after that.

Yes, you recovered shortly after, thank God...

Yes. Recovered, yes.

You even became a vegetarian with me.

Yeah. Yeah. I must confess. Yeah.

How did she force you?

With a lot of tofu.

Forcing down a lot of tofu. Yeah.

All the way.

But then you became an expert on writing about

how the raising of livestock

altered the course of human history.

I read the first chapter.

Oh, new research?

Uh—huh.

On how the different diets

they modify the pathologies of people in

different parts of the world. Right?

Yeah. When did you read it?

While you were... you were sleeping.

Yeah?

It's basically... I mean... it tells the story about how...

It's really good... it's really good.

It tells the story about how the... when the...

when the Europeans went to... to America

how they wiped out the whole population

and not the other way around.

What's that got to do with diet?

Well, it's this theory that I'm running off of...

that argues that the domestication of animals

helped the Europeans develop all sorts of...

resistance to germs and, uh...

diseases.

So when they went to America

they were a biological time bomb.

Speaking of biological warfare

have you heard the latest city regulation?

No. —I'd like to read it.

Your book.

Yeah. Sure.

I have to finish it in a couple of months.

So, I... it goes to press in the spring.

Now, even. Even if it's not done.

OK.

None of you are eating!

Do you want to end up like the Indios?

What?

You can't say that!

You can't say that! —What? What? Come on!

Here. Come on. Let's start. —It's OK.

OK. OK. —It's not OK.

Would you like some...

Yeah, OK. Bye—bye. Thank you. —Good night.

Ciao, Samson. —Ah! Bye.

When are you coming again?

How many times do you want to see us in one week?

What's up with Samson?

Samson, enough!

You wanna tell me what's wrong?

There's nothing wrong.

Is it the doctor's tests?

Yeah.

It's gonna be fine.

It's gonna be fine.

I'll go get Mum.

OK.

Bye.

We call it a farewell ceremony.

What is essential

is to make good use of this final encounter

to say how we really feel

what we hadn't managed to say

before we finally let our loved one go.

Many people choose to relive the actual moment of loss.

So I can tell her that she's dead?

I realise that it may seem like a truly awful task

but I can assure you

this is a very effective form of therapy.

No.

No, I'm not interested.

I don't care how therapeutic it is, I'm not interested.

I understand.

Sal, it may seem to you as though

you are causing your wife's death

but the truth is, your wife is no longer alive.

Another End is just a simulation.

You do have to face the pain, though.

Another End does not try to negate the mourning

it merely offers you the best way to process it

together with the only person with whom you want to do it.

I'm just asking for more time.

Oh, I'm sorry. There's a very rigid protocol in place.

My sister said that she...

that there is a very high compatibility.

Sorry, who's your sister?

No... No. Never mind.

How ready are you?

I'm practically ready. Yeah.

Oh, Zoe.

Oh, sorry. Hurry.

Aren't we supposed to be in a hurry?

We are. But we have a job to do.

Those cocktails cost a fortune at the Atlantic

and they're watered down.

And you only dance when you're drunk, so...

Oh, yeah...

You haven't told me what we're celebrating.

Nothing.

Can you button me up?

Yeah.

But that's what you said: "Tonight we're gonna celebrate."

Yeah.

But, I mean, we can just celebrate

the fact that we're together. That's it.

Right? —You're getting old.

Is this dress getting shorter?

I'm so dizzy.

I know. Come on.

You actually were overdoing things a little bit.

You're just recovering from the accident.

Come.

Ebe.

I know you love your brother

but what you are doing is fundamentally wrong.

You have already said that.

Yes, I have, haven't I?

Please don't force me to say it to someone else.

And you, don't you force me.

You think I don't know what you did for your mother?

No one in here has a clean conscience.

We all have to work within our limits.

Which we have both exceeded.

The truth is that

this whole story about it being therapeutic is bullshit.

And if we could

and another life didn't require to be destroyed

we would give everyone

the possibility to outlive death.

Forever.

♪ We're professional ♪

♪ I know, you know ♪

♪ We're sophisticated at loving, loving, loving ♪

♪ Loving, loving, loving loving, loving, loving ♪

♪ Loving, loving, loving loving, loving, loving ♪

♪ With every taste declined ♪

♪ I'm wondering why ♪

♪ With every taste declined ♪

♪ I'm wondering why, I'm wondering why ♪

What would you like?

Shall I take you back there so you can decide?

I'm looking for someone.

Are you one of those guys who falls in love?

I saw her come in. She's very tall and...

she has hair like... like yours.

♪ Shine lights in the past ♪

♪ No sign of a way out ♪

♪ And our cryptic love ♪

♪ With time it gets worse ♪

♪ It builds up behind us ♪

♪ I swear that it won't ♪

♪ Happen again ♪

You slept on the couch again?

Yeah.

It's not good for you, you know?

I know.

Ah, I feel like a wreck too.

What did you put in my drink last night?

I'm aching all over.

How do you feel, exactly?

Tired.

I'm not sleeping well. I'm having strange dreams.

Strange how?

Mm...

I don't remember anything specific.

I dunno.

Well, maybe it's...

I mean, don't say you're having strange dreams...

I just meant that... what's wrong with that?

Yeah, I mean, you say you're tired

because of the strange dreams you have

but you actually don't remember them, so...

It's weird, I mean, maybe you're tired

because of something else...

Such as? Like you sleeping on the couch and not with me?

No, I'm just saying that if you're tired

and you're saying you have strange dreams

and you don't remember them—...

Just, let's not ruin the day already, OK?

It's...

When are we gonna call the agent about the house?

Yeah, that's done. They sold the house.

No! —Yeah.

What... what is this?

Oh. I hadn't noticed it.

How long have you had it?

I just said I hadn't noticed it, so I don't know.

Let me see. —It's fine...

Let me see. —I just banged it somewhere.

Yeah... Just let me... —I didn't realise.

It's... —Yeah. Wait.

Does it hurt? —What are you doing? No!

I'm fine. —No?

You know, sometimes when you're unconscious

in the hospital, you know, they must have, maybe...

I don't know, sometimes maybe... —Sal, I'm fine. I'm fine.

Nothing hurts? —No, I'm fine.

OK. OK, OK, OK.

I just realised something.

That house was really beautiful because of the wooden floor.

I just realised how important a wooden floor is.

Did you like it?

I liked that it was near a school.

You wanna talk about that some more?

I don't have that much time, you know?

Don't say that.

I can not say it, but it's not gonna make it any less true.

I know you're afraid.

But you're afraid of everything.

I'm not afraid anymore.

You don't know how...

how much I would have loved to do things differently.

I want you to know that.

I think you will be a wonderful father.

You too.

Me too? A wonderful father?

Why not? —Yeah, yeah. Sure, yeah.

We can switch. —Yeah.

Um, well, first it was...

it was just my husband.

God...

It was awful, it was so awful...

But, um...

I knew I wouldn't be able to go through this without him.

So we hugged a lot and...

we cried a lot together.

And then we just waited for Flo...

for my daughter...

And...

it just wasn't...

it wasn't like I imagined it would be.

When... when we told her

she thought we were lying to her.

She kept saying, "Why would you say that? It's not true!

I'm here. I'm right here."

She was pinching her skin.

"I'm... I'm here," what does that mean?

I...

What does it even mean?

And so...

for some reason I thought they would both

fall asleep at the same time, but in the end...

Karl gave out first and left me with...

with Flo for quite a long time.

And I really...

I really wish I'd been able to comfort her.

So I ended up just...

just saying, "Don't go to sleep.

Please don't go to sleep again."

I'm sorry.

Thank you.

Sorry. —Thank you for sharing.

You're doing great.

As you continue to cope with their absence

and with the pain that accompanies it

would anybody else like to share their experience today?

Anybody? No?

OK.

Over the next few days

I would like you all to choose one object

that reminds you of your Absent One

and then try to do without it.

It's a first step

but it's an important one.

Can I get a private dance, please?

The numbers under the photos

are so you know which room they're in.

Why'd you cry?

You didn't like it?

My wife left me.

I'm sorry.

If you want...

we can go back to my place when I finish.

Here's the bathroom, if you need it.

Yeah, it's, uh...

It used to be offices, now it's full of squatters or...

some girls from the club.

What?

You don't want to?

What do you want?

I... I don't know.

Just to be here.

How much would it cost?

Just to be here. —Not to fuck?

Too much.

I think I wanna sleep, so you can leave.

You can leave.

Please. —Yes.

Hello.

Are you some sort of maniac?

No.

But I'm sure you see a lot of them around here.

Apparently they love hanging out together.

She died.

My wife.

She didn't leave me.

Look...

I'm sure you're very lonely.

If you want my advice, what you need is a friend

not a whore.

I can help you.

What are you talking about?

I saw the origami in your apartment.

Yeah, I'm a host. So?

The origami's for their clients, not for their hosts.

What the fuck do you want? —To help you.

Yeah?

My sister, she works for Aeterna.

Really?

I have a cousin who works there, but a sister, that's...

that's even better.

If it's a question of money, I...

you don't have to worry about... —How did she help you?

Yeah, cos you look like one of those morons

who wants to see your dead love in someone else's body.

What did you say?

"Hey, honey, I'm home.

Guess what? You're dead.

And now, everything is resolved."

No.

No. —No.

I don't need your money.

Then why do you host?

Cos I don't have the balls to kill myself.

Who is it?

It's me!

But you don't know my name.

Go away.

I brought Chinese food.

I hate Chinese food.

Yeah, me too, I... I don't like it that much.

Hey.

I came to apologise.

Can I come in?

I don't want to stay here, let me get my jacket.

My name is Sal.

Ava. Let's go.

Do you do that often?

Um, no. Just once in a while.

Yeah, I just finished, here I am again

with way too much time to live through.

I'm waiting for a new assignment.

Another Prince Charming to send me off with a kiss

for another depressed Aeterna client.

Sorry.

Why do you think it's that bad?

Do you have kids?

We didn't have time.

So you didn't want them?

I... I... I didn't have time.

Let's eat.

Mm.

It's not too bad.

It must be all the... monosodium glutamate.

Or that I'm... starving.

OK, let me check this fortune cookie.

What does it say?

"Under the cherry tree

Petals blanket everything

Even the pickled fish soup."

It's a poem.

Yeah, they're poems. It's like haiku.

Never heard a poem about pickled fish soup before.

Yeah.

I wouldn't know what to say to him.

It's...

easier with adults.

Cos they talk.

But kids, I...

You think they're so special, and...

they all really say the same thing.

I think I just...

want to smell him...

smell him again.

Until you have kids, you don't realise how important...

smell is.

So...

The memories are different than I imagined.

Did you imagine them with...

with music, like in the... like in the movies?

No.

It's just they're very simple.

Like someone left a video camera on by mistake.

I saw my wife's memories, one day.

They're here?

No, my sister...

she works at Aeterna, I told you.

How did you feel?

Hm.

I know if someone saw my memories...

How about you?

No, it makes no difference to me, I guess.

You'd see a lot of shoes.

Shoes? —Yeah.

Yeah, cos, uh, in all my big moments

I remember really well the shoes of the people I'm with.

Like...

these blue tennis shoes in the sand

when I realised I was about to make love for the first time.

Or... or these...

long...

dark purple heels of this girl

she was telling me she was fucking someone else.

Or my sister's slippers when our mother died.

You know, the shoes, when you...

when you can't bring yourself to look someone in the eye.

I knew you were a little bit of a maniac.

You wanna come home with me?

You have enough money not to fuck?

I used to have a turtle.

She was called Rei.

But I don't know where she is.

She must have gone into hibernation somewhere

because I don't seem to find her.

I've been looking for her everywhere.

It's so strange.

The turtle?

No.

Being here with you.

You remember the first time we met?

Of course.

You kicked me out of your apartment.

I was afraid.

I never bring clients home.

I don't let anyone even close.

Makes sense.

I was... I was a bit like a maniac.

I don't think you were acting like a maniac.

Then why were you afraid?

Because...

I wanted to sleep next to you.

That's why I kicked you out.

I'm gonna go to the bathroom.

That's my wife's.

We bought it at the flea market

with some cassette tapes.

She liked to listen to music in it.

Did your wife die in a car crash?

We were...

going out dancing

and we decided to have some drinks because that's...

that's... that's how we used to do it.

I was driving.

I will never forgive myself for that.

I saw this

in a dream I was having while I was hosting.

I'm sorry.

I should've died as well.

May I help you?

I'm a host. I need to talk to the person

in charge of assigning me.

Do you know who that is? —Ebe Ruiz.

And your name? —Ava Adams.

6th floor. —Thank you.

Erm...

No.

Hey.

I am sorry...

again.

I lied to you and... and I'm sorry.

I couldn't help myself from doing it. I...

I had to play this part. And...

Did you lie when you said you wanted a baby too?

You only said it because you knew it wasn't possible anymore.

Zoe?

This woman...

the host...

she talked to your sister and found out the truth.

She offered to... wake me up

one last time.

Why?

Why are you here?

To say goodbye...

and take you back.

With me.

You don't have to feel...

guilty.

About anything.

Cos no one survived that car crash.

Your sister has tried several times.

But she never could...

say goodbye to you.

Hey...

I'm afraid.

I'm here...

with you.

Where?