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What are you doing there? Come.

First service in the dining car, ladies and gentlemen.

Diana, how long yet? When will it ring?

Would you like some water?

Diana, come here. I don't want to be alone.

Come on down! You like it?

I bought one for you too, it's even prettier than mine.

Come on down, hurry up!

Tickets, please.

What time do we reach the border?

At 8:50, ma'am.

I'll expect you then.

It's the most beautiful winter ever.

I can't believe you're here.

You said you were coming tomorrow.

If I'd known, I would have come

to pick you up at the station. - Here you are.

Of course I'm here, did you think I was dead?

I was almost afraid of that.

It's been two years.

You haven't changed.

Nor you...

So much clothes.

I brought a lot of silly, useless things.

You know, for a while I was afraid you might not come.

I'm glad you did.

It'll only be five or six days, Marta.

I had to see you, to talk to you.

I had to understand.

Do you still live alone?

Not completely alone, no.

It's complicated.

I felt the need to see someone familiar, and you're all I've got.

I also have a lot of things to tell you too, it's just...

I didn't realize so much had happened in the past two years,

now I don't know where to start.

Start wherever you like.

Well, I have a beautiful house, garden, lots of clothes...

Wait until you see my clothes, you won't believe it.

My life is completely organized.

Everything that a woman could want, I have.

Not bad. It's what you wanted, isn't it?

I don't know. Sometimes I'm not so sure,

I feel like I'm drifting on a perpetual cruise.

But that's from years ago...

You recognized it.

Why do you keep looking at me like that?

It's obscene. You can see everything!

- Disgusting. - You told me you thought it was pretty when I bought it.

Well I'm not going out with you got up like that.

Look at you! You look like a...

Ouch! - Oh, have I hurt you?

Those pins could be rusty, I could get blood poisoning.

Do you want me to die?

I'll leave you. Why don't you lie down for a while?

You have time before lunch.

It was getting a bit frayed.

Yes, it was old.

Alex is back.

Why don't you hurry up and get dressed and come downstairs?

He's been dying to meet you.

OK?

I've often tried to imagine you two together.

Didn't see you quite like this.

And how do we look?

Much better than in my imagination.

Alex, this is my sister Diana.

Diana, this is Alex.

This makes me happy.

Happy to meet the family.

Same here.

Now we are all here.

I have felt a certain void. - Oh, enough.

He still hasn't forgiven you for not coming to our wedding.

But I told you, she couldn't.

I was really sorry to miss it. - No matter, it's in the past now.

I already have too many relatives and I can lend some to you.

Have some respect.

Here you see my parents, siblings, cousins, aunts and uncles,

all rolled up into one.

Right. Then I'm grateful to all of them.

- May I have... - I'll go see if lunch is ready.

I'm very glad.

I really mean that.

That you're finally here, Diana.

Marta never told me...

you were so beautiful.

- Beautiful? - Yes, but I mean...

Something different.

Something more.

Come and get it.

What were you two plotting?

Please.

What do you think of our table?

A bit too perfect.

See? What did I tell you?

Marta has an obsession for order.

How can you say that, look at the disaster I've made with this wine.

Come on, Marta, why are you lagging there!

This is unlike you!

You arrogant sod, now you deserve a lesson!

Now we'll show him. Come on!

Faster, come on!

Diana, please stop. It hurts so... I can't hold on.

Hold on tightly with your knees so you don't fall.

Enough.

I can't handle it anymore.

I give up.

Leave the door open.

These plants are extremely rare.

They lead a twilight existence... Like in the forest.

They must have special lighting.

You see, Diana, these plants dislike the sun.

They're strange creatures. Fragile, mysterious.

Aren't they beautiful?

A shock would hurt them, just like humans. They'd die.

The air has hardly any ozone.

Pure humidity.

It has a strange odor.

Yes, fungicide gas. It repels insects and parasites.

It's so hot in here, I feel like I can't breathe.

What are the pictures for?

That flower is at its most beautiful.

And Alex wants to capture it.

Just the way it is now.

Everything's so beautiful here.

The nature... All things.

Yes.

All so crisp and clear.

I'm very happy here. Don't you think I should be?

Don't ask me. Why not?

It's just that I was wrong. - What about?

I didn't think you'd find it so easy. That's all.

Come on, let's see if you can still play.

Alex and I play all the time.

Not such a great game, but Alex is very good at sports.

He's very good at everything. You saw him just now with the horses?

Yes, I've seen him.

What have you seen?

That he is good. Truly.

Yes. He is.

Personal jusdgements aren't worth anything.

The best indications of character

are the prejudices.

What are you referring to?

I just meant... I don't know.

After all, I've only just met the man.

Okay. Come on, let's go inside. I don't feel like playing anymore.

But we haven't played at all.

It's insane. What are you doing with so much perfume?

Yes, they were all presents from Alex

You never used it. Now one can see it's part of your world.

Like me and the congress speakers, and I don't even like them.

Come on, you sound as if I'm being force-fed the stuff.

No, it's just that you've discovered new things.

Yes, Alex takes good care of me.

He doesn't overlook the smallest details.

He chooses my clothes, colors, fabrics, everything.

He really enjoys it.

He says that he likes to cultivate my personality.

He had this perfume made specially for me.

I think it's perfect. What do you think?

Well?

You used to use nothing but cologne. It suited you.

Oh, it was awful.

You're right. And I'd do your makeup.

No one could do the eyes like I could.

Now come on.

At least that's what you said.

But you were the beautiful one.

The most beautiful of all.

There.

No. It doesn't suit me at all.

I look like somebody else altogether.

I guess none of us is ever the same again.

Maybe you've just forgotten.

It's incredible that I could've gone around looking like this.

I look like a whore.

No, really. What will Alex think?

Hey, what's happened?

I almost don't recognize you.

You look so different.

- You look so... - I know, it's awful, not me at all.

Terrible.

Stop that, you're perfect.

He seems to disagree with you.

You could make a small sacrifice.

Really? You like me like this, Alex? - I do.

Well, in that case, all right.

Diana, please finish it.

If Alex likes it I like it.

Alex, come here for a second. I want to talk to you.

Alex, tell me...

You really like me the way I was today?

Good.

No, stay with me, please.

Sit down.

Let's see if it's true.

Yes?

What are you doing locked up in your room, we're waiting.

You haven't even unpacked. You're really lazy.

Alex and I are going to the sea.

It's really wild on a day like this. You have to come, too.

You could wear... this.

And...

this one.

Here, it's a good fit.

Oh, come on, Diana.

You'll feel wonderful once we get there.

Think so?

Ok.

What are you doing there? Come here.

I'm... I'm cold, Diana.

And I'm frightened.

It's been raining for three days.

The river's going to overflow.

I'm not afraid anymore.

If the river does overflow, at least it'll carry us away together.

One for you, one for me. Just like it used to be.

You look beautiful like this.

No, don't take it off...

This way we look alike.

- It's not cold if you move. - Let's go back.

I bet you've never seen the sun like this.

An old lady told me that even when it's raining,

you're supposed to get a suntan.

Alex, let's take some pictures.

You and I are something better than flowers.

Go down by the edge.

This is wonderful light.

- Now undress. - Oh Marta, no, please.

Oh yes, come on.

We'll send some pictures to those speakers whom you translate.

What is the preferred style these days?

Move over to the right.

Let's do Copenhagen.

- What an idea! - Stand still.

Leave this to me. - Freeze.

Don't move.

Now, like this...

Hold it like that. Perfect.

- Last one. - Alex, is this good?

You two are beautiful.

Now my turn, give me the camera.

More?

Now let's change the mood. Do something emotional.

One moment...

Oh come on, you have the spontaneity of mannequins.

Couldn't look more detached. I dunno.

Show a bit more heat. Or don't you like each other at all?

Hold it just like that, it's perfect. This will be a magnificent picture.

Well, is it done?

Look who's here. Dario!

When did you arrive? We didn't expect you till evening.

Are you trying to destroy the house?

Diana, this is our cousin Dario.

Well Alex's really. There's the family resemblance.

I'm Diana, her sister.

Try and think a few words sometimes.

Otherwise I might think you were staring.

No, sorry. But you're much better than anything I expected.

Marta's friends are usually horrible.

But not sisters. - Ah, that's right.

This place gets pretty boring, frankly.

Thanks a lot, you're so polite.

What do you think, Diana will put herself at your disposal?

Oh no, that's not what I meant.

Strange. You two don't look like sisters at all.

Anyway, glad you could make it here, Diana.

Our new arrival has thoroughly impressed me.

You're the one who arrived.

Oh yeah, that's it.

Alright, be a good boy and go finish dressing.

Marta, I am terribly hungry. Do one thing for me.

How about fried eggs over some sausages, a steak?

No, no please. You've got to wait an hour.

We're having people. There'll be a fantastic meal.

If you make me wait an hour I'll keel over.

Conduct me to your monumental kitchen.

Diana, Alex, join us.

Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention!

A moment of silence, please.

We're going to play a game. A scientific one.

I have discovered a way to photograph thoughts.

A startling idea, you'll say.

I am going to show you some slides.

Each one that I project represents a thought. A photographed thought.

But what is the game?

I'll explain better.

It won't be easy.

At least for you.

You must guess the thought

represented by the image.

Attention now, concentrate, because the riddles of the sphynx

are much less difficult.

- Is that really scientific? - If Dario says so, we have to believe it.

Silence. This is a historic moment.

1969.

While plague is devastating Europe, a group of people gathers in a house

to discover...

What did they discover?

- Indian ballet. - Yoga. - Strip poker!

No other ideas? Alright, next one.

How about this? Look carefully.

- It's snow, Dario. - Over something red.

Nonsense.

For me it's flowers.

Snow, flowers, you haven't grasped it.

Or I put it badly.

I told you each slide represents a situation, a relationship.

Sorry, how do you mean?

What kind of relationship?

No more questions. Give me the responses, that's all.

Let's try something different. This, for instance.

It's a woman.

I feel your concentration slipping.

Here's another. Your turn. Quick.

For me... it's a love pile.

At least 4 or 5 of them, of undetermined sex.

But it seems they are pleasurably extended.

- But why extended on the floor? - It's a love classic.

So, multiple love entanglements.

Is that what's on your mind? - We'll see.

This one's for Diana.

Give it a try. -I don't know.

Don't you?

These are surely not my thoughts.

Not even close, Dario.

Look who's talking.

Don't you see it? It's obvious.

Observe the descent in the curve. Suggests nothing to you?

Here we are, this enigma is the clue to the whole thing.

Not dissimilar to the sphynx story.

He who doesn't get the riddle,

Bam! Gets devoured.

Alright, who wants to try?

I don't understand. Which is the man and which is the woman?

But they're both men.

They couldn't...

Just a moment.

Why don't we examine the situation more closely?

I believe the thought here belongs to a woman...

The man standing here

seems to hesitate. He's uncertain.

And the reclining figure who appears, at least, to be his woman...

waits for him...

but without invitation.

What a long story, Alex.

Time for the next one? - No.

We can elaborate.

The man is absorbed in thought.

Inert.

There's suffering there.

But look at her.

She's the key to the whole picture.

She's quite sure she's desirable, and she means to be.

She seems passionate, but doesn't abandon herself to passion.

She waits for him as if it were a test.

Offering her body as a challenge.

That's how it is.

And he, why wouldn't he be up to it?

Perhaps the next slide... - No.

No, he can't.

He doesn't understand.

Some thought...

A vague idea that he dares not put together...

is blocking him.

Transfixing him.

Repels him.

In the pose of the woman, there is something strange.

Unnatural.

She hides something.

Alex, what a ridiculous story.

Can't you see you're boring us?

Quite an imagination you have, Alex.

It was just a game. - Some game.

Alex has lost it.

It only took one slide to get a confession from him.

It's the new truth game.

A fool is born every minute. You, for instance.

Did you ever think you could afford yourself one of those orgies?

Oh, you're not going to give me a sermon now.

- What's going on? - No idea.

Bye, thanks for coming.

And sorry if the evening ended badly.

Good night! Thank you!

Marta? Are you there?

Well?

Go ahead. Why don't you say what you think.

You heard that nonsense that Alex said about me, about us.

I saw that it hit you.

Not a bit.

I was upset that he said it.

Frankly, it's no one's concern but yours.

And so much the better.

But... I don't want to discuss it.

Regardless, it was a nice evening.

You have become a perfect hostess.

Remember those cocktail parties?

How shy you used to be. - Oh, stop it.

Your eyes were so full of... - So full of what?

What Alex said is true.

From that point of view out marriage is...

But it doesn't matter at all.

I'm very content.

I want you to understand, Diana,

that I'm completely happy.

I have a man. Another man, not Alex,

who gives me everything.

Everything, you get it?

I don't want anything else.

Never apart, the two of you, eh?

Must be a great big love.

Got anything to say?

A great big love it is.

Come here, that's a good boy. Come here.

Moody today?

Where's Marta, Alex? I've looked everywhere.

Sit down, Diana, I'll tell you a koan.

Once when he was in the meadow,

a Zen master spotted several disciples

fighting, arguing and shaking their fists at each other because

one of them had let loose a kite.

So the master called them to his side and admonished them, in this way:

"Are you sure you are bemoaning the flyaway kite,

rather than the fact that you are unable to fly after it?"

Hey, are you talking to yourself?

You've gone mad.

It's possible.

You look like a new person today.

No, I mean it. I've never seen you so beautiful.

Thank you.

What roses are that, this blue variety?

Why doesn't Alex invent a process to prevent them from withering?

Think of the economy.

You scared me. I didn't know you were back.

Why don't you cut the pages?

You go all the way across the park to read your new book in peace

and you don't even split open the pages.

You want me to do it?

No, that book is so boring. I don't feel like reading.

I felt like being with you.

Did you really?

I feel lost without you.

I don't know what I would do if I couldn't see you in the evenings.

If I didn't have you to talk to...

I am indispensable to you?

Mind you don't tell me that too often, it might go to my head.

Shall we go and eat?

Why don't you run and do a new makeup?

It worries me to see you look so pale.

I may look pale, but I've never felt better.

I know, I know.

Try to remember. If you give me the wrong piece,

I'll stay hungry.

Don't you see this one is overcooked?

You don't remember what I like anymore.

That piece looks fine to me, Marta.

Pass it here before somebody else snatches it.

You said there was a primitive church to visit here.

Why don't we go today?

And you told me at the time

that antiquities are not really your thing.

Well, today I feel different.

I am like that, some days I want to go out

and others to stay put.

See what happens?

You can't count on their species twice in a row.

In fact, why don't you two come as well?

I dare you to refuse, Marta.

You think you'll have time to flirt with both of us?

I don't intend to flirt or be flirted with.

Just to see that place together and discover exciting things.

No, I won't come.

Old ruins drive me to melancholy.

I imagine I hear voices.

I always feel I am disturbing someone.

Why no, you never disturb anyone.

I'm not going either Alex, I'd rather stay here with you.

Anyway, I think that three's a crowd.

You're the one that ought to go.

In fact, you know the legends of the church much better than Dario.

Besides, you'll have more fun if you go with them.

Dario, I'll leave the ladies in your tender care.

Imagine Alex with us.

A horse suits him better.

Hey, wait for me. Don't leave me in the dark.

What are you scared about?

You know the way better than I do.

If you two want to be alone, I can go back.

Oh really Marta, what's the matter with you?

I wouldn't dare be left alone with Dario.

Good girl. You shouldn't go trusting me.

Do you see this pattern of angels and demons

repeating around the walls?

It wasn't a saint but a Viking princess

who was buried here

after converting to Christianity.

But she wasn't buried in a single place,

but rather piecemeal,

a bit here and a bit there.

Among the scribblings of various lovers of past centuries.

Vulgar invading morons like ourselves.

Let's go on ahead.

And here's the good lady herself.

The protective spirit of this place.

Apparently she had lovers too,

who came to her bridal chamber while the husband was away.

They had to cross a vertiginous trench

jumping into her window

with the aid of a two-meter pole.

It's all nonsense.

Don't listen to him, he's making it up.

No no, it's true.

- Oh shut up. - Why so peevish?

Or do you have things in common with the princess?

Making your lovers climb perilous heights to reach you?

Ah, but Marta's lovers don't have to bother with secret passages.

They can just ring the bell.

Alex is so above all of that.

Do you know what the legend of the Viking princess says?

That when two lovers kiss

among her dismembered parts

something wonderful happens,

something unforeseen,

that makes their love last forever.

You see?

What did I say!

It's a sign! - Oh, it's a sign alright.

A sign that you're stupid.

A stupid, insufferable idiot, and I'm going home.

No wait, Marta, we've got to have the special ceremony.

This way.

Diana and I will make the vows of our proximate matrimony.

Over here, Diana.

That ancient altar's miraculous. It brings tremendous luck.

I'm in.

You're mad. The caretaker will shoot us on sight.

- We're in a church, it's sacreligious. - Oh, what're you worrying about.

The church was deconsecrated years ago.

We could have cocktail parties here.

This rite is performed by all lovers

so that the dead princess makes their love eternally strong.

Enough. It's ridiculous.

Don't be so pushy, Marta. I'm enjoying myself.

You should marry the right person at the right time,

instead of playing this stupid game.

It's really embarassing.

Dario, you who know everything,

tell me, who is the right person for me?

Come on, instead of arguing

you should take part in the rite with devotion.

Quiet.

The spirits see everything.

Alright, I'll take part in the sacrament, too.

Or better still.

Why don't we get married all three of us?

I find it an excellent prank.

Sure.

But I really love Diana.

I don't know, Dario. Come, let's make a vow.

I want it to be the right one.

There's nothing to worry about.

We're only making our vows.

Vows of love.

Whenever a storm is about to break, the air is charged with electricity.

And my plants drink in the current

and start swelling.

They become monstrous, things of great beauty. Look.

Damn idiot, are you trying to blind me?

I'm sorry.

I'm so tired and nervous.

The least little thing sets me off.

The outing wasn't fun?

No, it was awful.

Wasn't a good idea for me to go.

You shouldn't have made me go.

But what will the buried princess say?

We can't play this as a cruel game.

After she promised us her protection.

I'm going to bed now.

There's no use staring at me with those fish eyes.

As a seducer, you do not impress.

You should try other parts.

Now you have just decided to kill me.

Let's leave the princess alone.

I think she needs to retire.

At least give me a kiss.

But a very long one.

I'll tell you when to stop.

I could give you not one but ten like that.

But I don't want to in the least.

Would that work for you?

Here, then.

No, leave it. Enough.

Good night, Dario.

Ah, it's you.

Dario, do me a favor, will you turn that switch over there?

What is it? An air conditioner?

No, the other.

You leave it on all the time?

It isn't an air conditioner.

It's used to blend the air in here.

It absorbs the oxygen from the plants

and emits fungicide gas.

A few minutes more in this air and you wouldn't be able to breathe.

This is exactly what makes these plants so beautiful.

See what a miracle it is?

Let's go.

I don't like gas chambers.

I bet if a rat got trapped in here,

it would drop dead in a minute. - Naturally.

That shows it works.

It seems you too had a bad day?

Hope it's what you wanted.

What do you know about it?

Don't reproach yourself.

It's a game.

In a way, it seems fair to me

that you're in the same boat with me.

It's a game that can't be played by two.

You and Diana, I mean.

She came here for Marta.

I've been aware of that from the beginning.

And Marta knows that.

What does it mean?

I don't know, maybe you'll be able to help me figure it all out.

I don't get what you mean.

I don't blame you.

And if there nothing to explain...

Maybe.

Let's hope so.

Meaning what?

Nothing, nothing. Come, let's have a drink.

We haven't been alone for a minute,

we've hardly talked.

What should we have talked of?

Of what we are.

Of what we were. Isn't that important?

- Look, I... - Why did you come?

What did you need? What did you hope for?

I haven't see you for so long.

It's a lie.

I had to see you.

I couldn't keep going it alone.

And you? - And I...?

Yes, you. Don't you see what you've become?

You lie.

You are playing a wretched comedy of emptiness.

If I'm like this,

it's your fault.

Day by day, slowly, you made me become like this.

Why have you come back, Diana?

I tell you, because I couldn't help it.

And now I know that your life is no better than mine.

And I know it's a fake. - Fake?

Yes, fake.

I see and hear it.

Prove me wrong if you can.

Show me the truth. We can't go on like this.

I no longer want to feel ashamed

of the most beautiful thing that ever happened to me.

Something sweet and simple.

I don't want to hear you talk like this.

Why not? If I don't talk, I'll scream or die.

Marta, help me.

I don't want to seduce you, I want to understand.

You must free me, I have no life left.

Not without you.

I have a fear of growing ugly.

I can't help you.

I long for you, too.

And then I hate you.

And then I feel guilty for hating you.

I know less about it than you do.

I only know that you have to go away.

No.

It won't work.

I already did it once, I left.

Alex and Dario are going.

For three whole days there'll be nobody here but us.

I know that.

And it makes me afraid.

Afraid? But of what?

We'll finally be able to talk without fear.

Face the things that must be faced.

Marta, I am dying.

And I don't want to die without understanding why.

No, I don't want to understand anything about you!

What did you think, that you can just come here and have everything back?

Well you can't! I'm not going to spend these days with you,

and if you don't like it, you can get out!

What does it mean?

That I'm going to spend these three days with him.

Because I enjoy him, and you make me sick!

He is a change from you,

he gives me everything and asks for nothing!

He's not like you, Diana, no one is like you!

Why don't you take a good look at what you become

when you're venting your righteous anger on me!

You're a real witch!

I'm sorry.

You can tell it's true.

Don't have to look too closely.

Oh, no.

You have no hold on me anymore.

You thought you still had the power to make me obey like before?

There's only one thing that frightens me,

and that's the idea of your touch! That I can't stand!

I don't want you to come near me,

not even brush against me in passing,

nor ask me for anything!

Never again!

You are affectionate with beasts, Diana.

Except me.

This will cheer you up. Catch.

Excuse me for running out on you two,

it will be 4 or 5 days at most.

The house is yours.

Bye, come back soon!

Take care no to lose Dario.

I'll need him back.

Really?

Really.

Don't worry, Diana.

I'll be back. Soon.

Just be here. Bye, wait for me!

Look, why did you want me along?

I dunno. You're an unnecessarily complicated man.

What are you going to do with yourself now that Dario's gone?

I have nothing in mind for you.

Penny for your thoughts?

I'm wondering which one of us hates the other more.

I don't know.

What difference does it make.

That's not the point.

I think we should stop.

Haven't you had enough?

But what do you want?

Nothing.

Just to be alone.

That's easy.

But it's no good.

I don't give a damn if you were unhappy before I left,

after I left, anytime.

I don't care!

The main thing for me was... to leave that place behind...

to get away from you.

Do you remember...

those insane promises we made one another.

Never to leave each other...

Never to go out...

Never to change...

I did. I got away.

And of those things

I don't want to hear anything ever again.

For me, they are no more.

Get this into your head.

They mean nothing.

Nothing.

My poor Marta.

I don't recognize you any more.

As if I never knew you.

I was lucky, I guess. Since I am not around you, I've become another person.

And I want

I want to tell you something...

about our life together.

In my heart,

I loathed you.

And I loath you still.

No, you don't mean that.

Words mislead.

Sometimes have the opposite meaning.

And you... - Me?

If I had to live with you...

I would sooner kill myself.

Then take this.

Diana, I'm sorry about today.

I didn't really mean those things that I said.

Why don't you keep me company while I'm taking a bath.

Get a beer,

or read a magazine, just as long as you stay with me.

Talk to me.

I don't care what you say, it's enough that we talk.

Listen,

would you please get me the bottle of bath oil in the closet?

I think I must've poured about seven different kinds of perfume into it.

You're so cheerful today.

It's good seeing you like this.

Of course I'm happy. I feel like dancing.

You know why?

Yes, I know, I know.

Oh, this water's so hot!

I think you envy me a little.

Why don't you admit it?

Maybe it's true that I'm happy with very little, but

it's better to have a little than to have nothing.

Like you.

Come on Diana, what are you waiting for?

Come.

Do you want me to wash you the way I did when you were a little girl?

I'm not a little girl anymore.

But if you want to...

So you don't find me repellent after all.

Could you soap my back?

Yes.

Do you like it?

I do it well?

Yes.

I feel like Poppea taking a bath in donkey's milk.

What's the matter, are you sick?

No, it's nothing.

I'm just tired, excuse me.

I feel fantastic!

You know, you do that massage better than a geisha girl.

I feel like an oyster in a shell.

You know, I can feel the foam sinking deep into my pores.

I've never had this sensation

of freshness reaching my very heart.

My blood is tingling my veins,

as if it wants to open them, wants out...

I feel cold... and sleepy...

all of a sudden.

Diana?

Diana? Please come.

Please help me.

Please.

But you are trembling.

I'm burning up inside.

Maybe you'd better call the doctor. - I've called already.

Do you want me to call again? - No.

Perhaps it's alright.

Be patient.

We'll wait.

Stay with me.

Wait. Must be patient.

You do you worry?

I'm fine, there's nothing wrong with me.

I just took too hot a bath.

I have to be more careful.

I feel like I'm dissolving inside.

I want to go to sleep.

Do you have an injection ready?

You've got to wait for the doctor.

I need it now. I feel sick.

Please go and warn him.

He's waiting. If I don't come, he won't understand why.

I don't want anyone to know.

I'm so sleepy...

She said she won't be coming again.

Marta.

My love.

How do you feel?

Say something. - It's you.

Yes, I'm here.

What did the doctor say?

The doctor's not...

He said it's nothing.

He won't come, he's old.

Too late to call.

Maybe he'll come tomorrow.

No, wait.

Stay here.

I think I am dying.

I feel it.

I'm afraid of being alone.

I've always been afraid.

But not with you.

...with you...

Diana?

Marta, where are you?

Hello.

Did I wake you? It's very early.

I dunno, it all suddenly seemed so silly to me.

I wanted...

I quarrelled with Alex, Diana.

And headed straight back to you.

It seemed the loyal thing was not to listen to him.

What a fool I am.

And Alex, too.

Perhaps he was drunk.

Perhaps he was drunk.

Certainly.

We were drunk.

Sorry.

Ciao, Diana.