All language subtitles for Entre sábanas (2008).En

#ENTRE SABANAS#

What is it?

Hold on.

So, do you do this often?

Excuse me?

You've got a lot of

practice.

You weren't that bad, either.

What's this?

You like to have your fun,
don't you?

There's nothing wrong with
this. What's the problem?

A girl must always be prepared.
Or, does it bother you?

Not at all.
This is all very normal.

Who doesn't use
props these days?

It's always good to have
extra underwear handy.

Exactly. You never know
when you'll need it.

And what are these?
- Edible condoms.

The right thing
when you're hungry.

Edible?

That's right.
Scented oil, for times of stress.

For when you're alone.

Anyway, this all comes in
handy, at the right time.

I'm starting to feel
sort of useless, here.

Just picture this.
Most of these, we use together.

Yeah, I can see that.

Excuse me,
I'm going to get dressed.

Hey! What are you doing?

I told you, no pictures.
Stop!

Alright, alright Relax.

I'm always taking pictures
of the people I run into.

Of the interesting things
that I see; it's my job.

Put that camera away,
and help me find all my stuff.

I think you got it all,
didn't you?

No.
- No?

What, are you leaving
already?

Yes. I want to leave.
- But, why?

Darling, this is a hotel.
We came here

we did what we came here to do,
and now we leave.

For your information,
this room is ours until tomorrow

we have 10 hours and 27 minutes.

What is it that you want?

To exploit the Viagra effect?

Me? Take Viagra?
Are you crazy?

So what do you want?

I don't know

we could talk a little.

Get acquainted.

Don't be silly, and let's go.
It was really nice.

Can I tell you one small thing?

Do you have to?
- Yes.

Ok, speak.
- You're really hot.

Are you getting dressed?
- I'm getting dressed already.

How long is going to take?
-10 hours and 27 minutes.

And women take long
getting ready?

Get dressed.
- Where are you going?

I'm going back to the club.
- I'll drive you.

No way, let's go.

You know what?

Let's cut the crap.

You're not leaving,
until you come clean with me.

What's the mystery?
- Look I get it.

If that's how it is, I'll ask
my friends to come and get me

what's the name of this hotel?
- "Don't forget me"

Oh, a funny guy.

Hey!
You lose.

Give me back my cell phone.
- Relax.

Give me my cell phone!
- You lose.

This is not funny, really.
- Relax!

Give me back my phone!
- Stop.

That's how I like it rough!

What, are you nuts?
- Why?

Do you think you'll get
another one?

Well, you didn't seem
to mind the first one.

It wasn't that good, either.

Oh, so it wasn't
what it seemed? - No.

That's a time when we do

anything so you don't go...

Silly.

I could say the same.
- You know what?

Fuck you.

Whether you enjoyed it or not,
or you faked it or not. I don't care.

I enjoyed it, I didn't lie,
didn't fake it.

To me, that's what's important.

And if it wasn't better,
then it's your fault.

Or rather, all you women's fault.
- What are you saying?

If you didn't lie so much about
whether sex was good or bad

we'd put more effort into it.

It's not my fault
you can't take the truth.

So we can't take it?

"Do you think I'm pretty"?

"Do I look nice in this dress"?

"Do you think I'm fat"?

"Tell me the truth".

Try to tell the truth once

and I'll tell you
who can't stand it.

Your penis is wonderful.
It's delicious.

Nobody had ever
done me so good.

You know, I don't usually
have sex on the first date.

I had so much fun
with you, honey.

Sweetie.

What? Enough?
- Cut it out.

Now it's enough? Sweetie,
Big daddy, big macho.

Enough.
- Enough?

Yeah, I sort of figured it out.
Because a girl like you

Well, the way you did it

It looks like it's been long
since you've been satisfied

and so anything
would be good.

You're an asshole.

You idiot!

This is yours.

Call whoever you want
but leave soon.

I'm already tired of this. Good bye.
- Thank you. Thank you very much.

And I hope you're satisfied,
and if not, well

then you have your toys.

For your pleasure.

Because no man, no man could
stand you for a whole day.

Good bye.

Good bye.

I said, "Good bye".

Are you talking to me?

I thought you were
through with your "Big Daddy".

It wasn't supposed
to end like this.

Now what?

Nothing

good bye.

You had to be offensive?
- You provoked me.

And you didn't?

We both did.

Let's not ruin this night.

It's already ruined.
- No, that was nothing.

Mine has been great.

Mine hasn't been
the worst, either.

On a scale, how much?

Not the best,
not the worst.

And it's climbing up the scale.

You're making up
for lost points.

I'll stop, if you want,
and we can start over.

I'll be right back.

Beautiful.

Hold still

Hold still

Can I ask you something?
- What?

It's a very personal question.

What's your name?

Does it matter?
Why do you want to know?

I don't know,
it's better than saying

"Hey you!"

It all depends on how you say it.

"Hey, you".
"Hey, you"

It's just a name,
I'm not asking for

your address, your e-mail,
or your legal record.

If you want to know
if I have issues with the law

you can rest assured.

I'd rather know your name.
- What difference does it make?

A lot, it's much better
to know someone's name

and then have sex.

Bianca.

Bianca?

Beautiful.
- You think so?

And what's your name?
- That's none of your business.

Roberto. Nice to meet you.

Roberto!

You really think
you're a Roberto?

Why? Do you think it's ugly?
- No! You just don't look like one.

It doesn't say "Professional
Photographer" to me.

You say you where
a photographer.

See? That's why I didn't
want to exchange names.

Now the magic's gone.

I thought you had
a different name.

Something special. - You were
expecting something more epic?

Something like
Nebuchadnezzar?

Beowolf? Gilgamesh?
- No.

Frank Cappra?
- No! It's not that!

I don't know...
- I look like a what?

Asdrubal!

Very funny.

Seriously,
Roberto is ok.

Bianca.
- Roberto.

Ok. So.

So, what?

Tell me all about it.

All about what?

Are you married? Single?

What difference does it make?
- It does to me, tell me the truth.

Single, and you?

Married.

Of course.

I knew it.

How could you know?
- Your face says "Married".

Is that a fact? - You're so cheeky.
- Me? Cheeky?

It was you who
hit on me, remember?

Good thing
I didn't play hard.

Good thing.

Your boyfriend?
- I don't have a boyfriend.

Hello? Yes, I'm fine

don't worry.

Sure, I know. Go ahead
and leave. Everything is ok.

Ok, good bye, see you, bye.

That was Laura,
wanting to know if I was ok.

She wanted to know
if they could go home.

I said yes.
- And is everything ok?

So far

And you're no longer
in any hurry to leave?

You're right.
The room is all paid up.

What is it?

I'm hungry.
Aren't you?

Yeah.
After such a workout.

Want to get something to eat?
- Yes. My treat.

Shrimp cocktail?
- Shrimp cocktail?

You think they have that?

Sure. You said
to choose the place

and I brought you here.

Let me see.

Or what, you want
a burger and fries?

No

maybe a salad.

A salad? Clearly you can tell
who's all worked out here.

Ok, let's order sushi, then.
- Ok.

Thank you.

Cheers.
- Cheers.

I'm starving.

Me too.

It's really nice, in here.
- It is.

Why didn't you choose a motel?

This one's very expensive.

Do you get a special discount?

It was on the way from the club.

It's a matter of class
and comfort.

Why?

Had you been here before?

No.

What about you?

I don't know.

I think I have.

Should we watch this one?

You don't like it?

I have a confession to make.

I've never watched porn.

Yeah, right.
- Honest!

Sure, I believe you.

I'd swear you've seen
your share.

What?

Why do you say that?
Because of my sex toys?

Yeah, that too.
- Too?

Well, you see.

Looks can be deceiving.

How're they doing that one?

I haven't tried that one.
Should we give it a try?

I don't know.
- You don't know?

No.

No, it's too difficult!

Wait, hold on, no.

No, not there! No, hey!

What are you doing?

Mhmm?

What are you doing?
- I'm tired.

I can't believe
you're going to sleep.

Am I forgetting something?
- Me!

You can fall asleep too.

That's just typical of men.

One screw

then they fall asleep.

It was three screws.

I talked

I listened to you

I ordered food.

Hey, I think I did my part.

Is this why you insisted
that I stay? For this?

Is it not enough for you?
- I want more.

You're quite insatiable.

Three rounds and you want more?

Are you sure you're single?
Because you're hard to please.

I'm not talking about sex.
I just want to talk.

An hour ago you didn't
tell me your name

and now you want to talk?
- I changed my mind.

We're here, so we should make
the most of it.

We already made enough of it.

No, I want more.

You already got what you
wanted, now it's my turn.

It's your duty, Roberto.

Ok. I'm not going
to sleep anymore.

Great.
- I'm leaving.

What? Hey Roberto!
- That's it, that's enough.

And what about me?

Well I can drop you off
wherever you want.

Your place, the club,
your friend's house, wherever.

Why, what did I do wrong?

You didn't do anything
wrong. Don't worry.

So tell me what's bothering you.

Bianca

Do I need to talk?

We're both adults.
We did what we had to do.

And that's it, we're leaving.

I liked it.

If you didn't, well.

I'm sorry.

No, I did like it.

You were great.

You were wonderful.

Relax, there's no need
for flattery.

We're not going to meet again,
we're not going to do this again.

This is as far as it goes,
that's it.

Please, at least tell me
what I did wrong.

Listen, I have no obligation
to say anything.

And neither are you.

We don't know each other,
and we're not going to.

We owe nothing to each other.

Marital life is complicated.

You'll have time to experience
that and see how it is.

Don't worry.

I'll know it as of next week.

What?

Nothing.

I'm just a fool.

I'm getting married in a week.

Are you being serious?
- Yes.

Tonight was
my bachelorette party.

That's why you're here.

Today

well, yesterday,
was my bachelorette party.

My friends took me to a sex
shop and it opened just for us.

The sex toys you saw,
were gifts from them.

The game was to say when

I was going to use them.

Nice.

I was a little confused.

They were all drunk, having fun.

And I kept thinking

"Is this how I'm spending
my last night?

Thinking about how I'm going
to please my husband?"

I said to Laura
"I don't want this".

I want to have a party like
you guys do, a real one.

And I knew Marcos was going
to be with some whore.

So, why wouldn't
I do the same?

Your boyfriend's name
is Marcos?

If Marcos could have sex with
someone else, why shouldn't I?

So I decided I'd have sex with
a complete stranger.

I took my things, I told my
friends and we went to the club.

And I was the complete
stranger.

I wasn't going to pay for sex.

You used me.

Yes, but it was

because

So I was your last fling?

Don't be upset.

So you use me

fuck me, discard me

like some sex toy?
- Hey, don't be like that.

Don't be like, how?

Don't be upset.
- No, I'm not upset.

So many men

willing to fulfill your fantasy

and you choose me?

My self esteem
had never been so high.

I'm even thinking
of charging for it.

You know what?
I have something to tell you.

My name is not Bianca.

All that to get your name,
and it turns out you lied to me?

You made me.

Well, to tell you the truth

I don't like the name "Bianca".

No. What's your name?
The truth.

Paula.

You sure?
- Positive.

That's a pretty name,
you should use it often.

And what's your name,
Roberto?

No. - No? - Asdrubal.
- You're kidding.

Of course I'm Roberto.
Why would I lie?

Well, if I lied, so could you.

Do you want to see my ID?
- Sure, show it to me.

Let me see. Oh, look there,
how handsome!

What's with the hair?

What happened to you?

We all went through
our 80s phase.

No, I didn't.
I was too young then.

Yeah, you're so young.
- Let's look at some pictures.

Hey, stop.
- What's the problem?

Let's see. Let's see who you are.

Roberto Vergara?

Wow, I was in some real danger.

Business cards
a photographer, all right.

Credit cards

You know what? You have
the wallet of a player.

Hold on, hold on.

And who's she? She's pretty.
Is she your wife?

No, she's just an ex.

But I'd forgotten
about this picture.

And won't your wife be upset?

Yes. Yes, you're right.

Here.

Ok, so now it's my turn.

No, No! Roberto.
- What is it?

That's not fair.
You keep personal papers.

Well, you started it.

You carry too much
crap around.

how you can do that?

Let's see

pictures?
- No, don't.

Let's look at pictures.

What?
- You don't look the same.

So what?
- Not even your hair.

What's wrong with that?
A girl always likes to change.

None of these pictures
does you any real justice.

You're gorgeous.

Anyway

let's look in here no
pictures of your boyfriend?

You're so nosy! Give me that.
- Hey, that is part of who you are.

I don't carry a picture
of my boyfriend in my purse.

For your information, cell
phones come with cameras now.

Do you want to see?

What is it?

What?

Looks a little gay.
- Hey! Don't be so mean!

I think you're jealous. - Relax, his looking
gay, makes him seem like a nice guy.

Come here. - What?
- Come.

Come?
- Come over here.

Don't call him gay.

You seem to like him, don't you?
- Of course I like him.

I love him.

He's the man of my life.

Sure, that's why you're here,
in the sack with a stranger.

That has nothing
to do with it.

You're too male-chauvinistic.

Are you saying that only men
can do that?

No, I didn't say that.
- Oh, you didn't?

Yet, you're here with me,
and you're married.

Yes, you're right.

At least in my case, I'm here
for a very specific reason.

Oh, and is that a disclaimer that
let's you do whatever you want?

Of course, it is.

This is called
a "Bachelorette's Last Fling".

I won't do this ever again.

Ok. So you'll never again need
to screw anyone else?

Of course not.
- That's good.

Look, why would I get married
if I didn't believe in all this?

So cute. You're amazing.

Don't you understand,
there's no difference between

cheating now or doing
it in a week?

It won't affect your
relationship?

Of course it does.

I want to start my new life
without any secrets.

No secrets between us.
- You really are amazing.

But I'm sorry to disappoint you.

The will always, hear me well,
always, be secrets.

And the best
way to cope with them

is to sneak around
every once in a while.

So, are you always
cheating on your wife?

Not me. This is my first time.

Really?
So?

So nothing. If I'd done it before,
it wouldn't be so hard now.

So I'm helping your marriage.

Certainly.

Tell me something

Do you love your wife?

More than you could
ever imagine.

What is it?
- Such things.

What?
- You, married, in love.

Me a bride, and in love.

We're here, all alone, naked.

We could make the best of that.

Oh? How?

I'm proposing a pact of full
and total openness between us.

There's no future,
no expectations. No secrets.

Nothing. Do you agree?

Ok, it's a deal.

Let's start.
- Ok.

No secrets. - No secrets.
Fair play, openness.

I don't know what to ask.
- Neither do I.

Wait a second, I've got one.
Why is it that men fantasize

with being with two women
at once?

That's a really complicated
hard question to answer.

No secrets, that's the deal.

It's just that I thought you'd ask
something more personal.

No, no, that's it.
So, let's start.

Look at you.
Give yourself a look.

Now picture two just like you,
at the same time.

So gorgeous!

Roberto,
I'm serious about this.

What?

I'm also serious about this,
because to me that's enough.

Look, I find you very attractive.

But I won't go around
with two Robertos.

I'll call my stand-in, and you'll
see. He looks just like me.

Roberto, you're crazy.

Ok, my turn.

Why do women always go
to the bathroom together?

I know, men are always making
a big fuzz about that.

You see?
- Well, ok. Why?

To have company, to not be alone

so we won't feel helpless,
to gossip, nothing more.

Both situations
have something in common.

The best things in this world
are best lived in pairs.

Women, going to the bathroom,
men, having sex.

Of course it'd be best if you
invited us in, and we did it.

Ok, so tell me

Are men faithful?

Of course. It's hard, but we are.
Now, it's not as simple as that

There are women
who are always cheating

and there's men who never steer
from the path, who never cheat.

Let's not talk about exceptions,
we're talking about the rule.

It depends.
What do you mean by "faithful"?

Looking at a girl with desire?
Or having sex?

Because if you mean the first
one? Then we've all cheated.

Having sex with her.

Really? Well, I'm capable
of having sex with a stranger

satisfy my desire, and never
think about it again.

Yeah, right. You men are
always saying the same thing.

It's the truth. Look, for a man

For most men, sex is just sex.

You women, you always mix
it with your emotional part.

What? That's not true, Roberto.

It used to be so, but nowadays
women just want sex.

Or, what, do you think
I'm in love with you? Huh?

And who says
I'm not falling in love?

Relax.
Men cheat more

because there's very few women
we can fall in love with.

That's not true.
Who says men cheat more?

Isn't that the point?
- No.

Maybe you do it more often,
but, you should do it better

because you're not even
good at that.

Ok, then, so here comes
my next question.

When you cheat,
do you feel guilty?

No, not at all.

We do it without evidence.

Without regrets.

A woman can cheat
on a man his whole life

without him ever noticing it.
- That's a comforting thought.

That doesn't mean we do it,
but if we wanted to

we'd be much
better at it than you.

You're right. You women are
better in the business of sex.

At deceiving, you're champs.

I was 18, no

she was 18, I was 17.

Was it good?
- It was awful.

I was thinking about not
to go limp with the condom.

We talked all night long.
I made passes at him all the time

and he wouldn't do anything.
I was freaking out

was he not going to kiss me?

Did it ever happen to you
that you were really in love

and he never even noticed?

We do it when we don't
have a woman.

We? In the shower, never.

But when we're alone
in bed, we do.

How many times
do you do it?

About two times a week?

Twice a week? That few?

No more. What do you
masturbate every day?

That's not true.
You masturbate every day?

When I was young, say

when I was 13

I used to go at it about
4, 5 times a day.

Almost every time
I went there.

That's amazing.

Yes. I believe
in a higher power.

When I go to sleep, I feel like
I'm going to another dimension.

I dream of amazing things.

But I forget when I wake up.

Do you think we have two lives,
one in the day and one at night?

And maybe neither of them
recognizes the other?

Probably just like tonight.

Neither your wife nor
my boyfriend know we're here.

Or maybe this is all a dream?

What bothers you
about your wife?

So many things...

Such as?

Are you sure you wanna
talk about that?

I'm sure. Let me know
what's going on.

It's just that it's not easy

especially with time.

Routine kicks in.

The magic
of the beginning is over.

I don't like to hear you
talk like that.

Like what? Honestly?

No, with such sorrow.

It's the same thing.
Or do you believe in all that

"they lived happily
ever after" story?

You know what? Keep that part.
It's the nicest one of all.

You talk as if I believed
Marcos is perfect.

I know he isn't.

That's not what
you've said so far.

He has a lot of flaws.

Such as?
- I don't know

He's too correct,
a very good guy.

Sometimes sometimes...

I just want to

to go crazy.

Do you understand?
- No. Like what?

I don't know

Like climbing a mountain.
Or go parachute jumping.

Go on vacation to Afghanistan,
I don't know.

So extreme sports, then?
- Yes.

Even the simplest of things.

We've never been drunk together.

We've never run in the rain.

Haven't experimented in bed.

He doesn't like to dance
holding me close.

He's got many doubts about life.

As you're getting
married, you can train him

according to your preferences.

What are you thinking of?

A sexual fantasy.

Do you want to make it real?

Yeah, with my wife.

But she never wants to do
those things with me.

She's always telling me that
she will, but time goes by and

nothing.

I'm not asking for much.
Just any fantasy, any sex game.

But it's never the time,
or the moment that's right.

So you're a frustrated man.
- Imagine that.

Well

I'm going to make
your fantasy come true.

Right now.

Are you going to call
a friend for a threesome?

No, not that fantasy.

One that I'm going to give you.

Where?
- Wait here. I won't be long.

I won't be long.

It's a shame we only met now.

That's right, it's a shame.

Before Marcos, and your wife.
Before Cristina, before all.

Would we also end up
in a hotel like this one?

Or would you shoot me down?
- I'd never shoot you down.

When I was 20, I was such
a fool. You couldn't imagine.

When you were 20, I was 10
I wouldn't have said yes to you.

But we did meet.

It was in the summer of '92.

I saw you. I was 19.

You were 9?

I saw you, and I thought
when she grows up

I don't get it, how?

You were on the way
to the beach with your mom.

You where whining

as she was putting
sunscreen on you.

You were wearing a red hat.

I wore a red hat

A very big one.

I'd taken it from my cousin.

My surfer cousin.
He lives there, too.

I hadn't told you this, but

ever since that time,
I liked older boys.

And I used to see you playing
soccer, and thought

"He's going to be mine
sometime".

And every time we met,
I looked at your hands.

I kept the hope that you would
be single and not engaged.

Until

I saw you one day.
You were right there

And that day

was your wedding day.

But then, we eloped for a single
and final night together.

What's wrong?

Roberto

This is not right.

What's not right?

Us here

now.

I thought I could handle this,
but I'm getting too involved.

This was not part of the deal.

It's ok. I knew it was
going to happen.

You did?

Yes.

Every woman who meets
me, falls deeply in love with me.

Oh, is that so?

And how do you
deal with that? You stud!

I'm no stud.
I just don't let it grow.

I know it doesn't last.

And why, if I may ask?

They try my cooking, and bam!
The magic is gone.

I'm also getting too involved
with you.

And what about the deal?

The deal was always a fake.

From the start.

How come?
- When I said I was single, I lied.

I said I was married, and I lied.

Hold on

are you single, or married?

Single.
- Tell me the truth.

Married. - Tell me the truth, Roberto.
- Single. - Roberto!

Married.
- Roberto! Cut the crap!

I was married until about
six hours ago.

We had one more fight,
the last one.

I told her I didn't want to keep
on living like that.

We separated.
I left the house, found you

and now she's my ex-wife.

For the past

4 hours.

Is that Cristina?

She's pretty.

Is that all you're going to say?
- I'm really stupid. Stupid.

I'm so stupid!
- Hey, cut that out stop.

This changes everything between us.
- Why would it change?

It's one thing
for both of us to be engaged

we could talk,
and say anything.

But now you're single.
- So? You're getting married.

That doesn't matter!
You shouldn't have said anything.

You ruined everything!
- What do you mean?

If I told you, it was because you
said you were getting involved!

I was just venting.
- Venting?

Women

And what's
wrong with that?

Does that make it all better?
Or what?

No, no it doesn't
make it all better.

So? What then?

I'm not asking
you for anything.

If you want
to get married, do it!

And who says that I still
want to get married?

Let me see you.

Because I've been
seeing you by pieces.

And now, from this angle,
I want to switch lenses.

You're beautiful.
Absolutely beautiful.

And I want you to stay there.

Don't move a muscle.

Beautiful.

That's right.

One more. One more.

So beautiful.

That's it, hold it right there,
Just like that.

Thank you.

What?
- Come here.

What can I do?

Nothing.

Let me feel you.

Let me touch you.

I can't believe that my hands
are what you like most about me.

I didn't say that. I said that was
what drew my attention.

There's a lot of things
that I like about you.

Is that right? Such as?

I don't know, your ears.
- My ears?

That's right. Let me see.

Your nose

I love your neck.

I love your eyebrows.

Everything.
- You forgot about my elbow.

I'm so handsome.

I like that dimple you get on

your chin,
when you're angry with me.

The way your eye jumps.

The way you frown, when you
want to pick a fight with me.

And that ashamed look you get
when I give you a compliment.

Just like now.

But, above all things

your breasts.

I'm never letting you
out of here, ever.

I'm not going anywhere.

You promise?

All those things
you said you wanted to do...

I know.

Come with me.
I'll take you.

How can you fall in love
with someone you just met?

Now that I discovered you,
now that I found you

sex, love. It all starts
to carry a whole new meaning.

It's madness, all right.

But I've never
felt like this before.

Neither did I.

What I don't
know now, is how do I tell

Marcos, that I'm not
going to marry him.

Are you scared?
- No, it's not that

It's just that he'll ask questions,
that I don't have an answer to

that I won't want to answer.

Because what's happening
between us is ours it's yours

and it's mine, nobody else's,
and nobody will ever understand

I know. I know.

I'd like
not never see Cris again

to never talk to her again.

What if we run away
to somewhere else?

Let's go. Papua, New Guinea.
- Where?

Papua, New Guinea.
- Where's that?

It's somewhere north
of Australia.

I've always wanted to go,
I like the sound of it

"Papua, New Guinea"
What do you think?

You're insane.

Papua, New Guinea.

Hi. Did I wake you?

I'm never doing
this alone again.

Neither am I.

Don't we make
a really good couple?

We do A beautiful couple.
- We're quite a match.

How come we're so good
a match, if we just met?

I don't know, it was meant
to be that way?

It's meant to be.

Who can that be?
- I don't know.

You better hide.
I mean, you stay here.

Why?
- Maybe your boyfriend

followed you here.
- There's no way he's here.

Maybe he was
outside trying to catch you

and since you wouldn't
come out.

Roberto, that makes no sense.
- You best stay here, don't move.

Trust me, I'll let you know.

I trust you, don't be long.

Paula, can you come out?

Roberto!

Shall we dance?

Yes.

Where did you
- Shhh

Just dance with me.

I don't understand where
you got all this from

One of the advantages
of being a photographer

is having the best art
producers in the city.

So early in the morning?

Sometimes time is not an issue.

Are you expecting
anything else?

No, no.

Who is it?

My wife.

Aren't you going to answer?
- My marriage is over.

It's over, and I don't need
to explain my life to anyone.

Is it over? Or are you saying
this so I don't feel bad?

It's over. I was clear with her.

I'm being honest with her.
I'm being honest with you.

How do you know it will be
different this time?

Because I know.

Why?

Because this time I found you.

Do you want to get that?

I do.

It's Marcos.
He sent me a text message.

Read it.

Read it.

Honey

I hope you had
a lot of fun, I love you.

He's affectionate.

I never said he wasn't.

That's why
I fell in love with him.

That's good.

Until last night, I thought
he was the love of my life.

Well, I'm sorry.

Sorry? Why?

Don't apologize,
you're not to blame.

I didn't?
- No.

Listen, I want everything to be
clear, don't misunderstand me.

It's not your fault, it's not
his fault, it's nobody's fault.

Can you shut up now?

Are you upset?

No, I'm tired.

We've had sex,
how many times?

Every man has his limits.

Are you sure?
- Of course.

How many times have
you done it in one single night?

About seven?
- Seven- seven?

Seven!

And we...
- To be honest, I lost count today.

How many?

Seven?

Really?
- Yes!

Come here.
- What?

Roberto, what are you doing?

No need to prove anything.

I'm not proving anything.
- Sex doesn't solve everything.

But you started it

What's that, a text message?

No, an e-mail.

From whom, at this time?

Surely your wife. Read it.

I don't want to, not interested.
- Why not?

She's insisting,
so maybe it's urgent.

No, you don't know her.
She can't stand being ignored.

Who'd want to be ignored?
- Sometimes it's not up to us.

Read it.
- I don't want to, I told you.

Why? Are you afraid
of what she might have to say?

Fear? Of what?

I don't know, fear

of her getting to you.

You read it.

No, it's yours, it's personal.
- We agreed there would be

no secrets. Read it,
and if it's important, you tell me.

You're right, it's not urgent.
- What's it say?

Now you want to know?
- I didn't, but you read it

Read it.

Roberto

I understand,
I won't call you again.

If you don't want to answer
the phone, then don't

but I must tell you that I love
you more than life itself.

I don't want to lose you,
Roberto, not for anything I did

or anything you did.

This time everything
will be different.

I love you, and I know
you love me too, Cris.

So?

So, what?

What're you going to do?
- Nothing, it's over.

You read it. It's not
the first time it happens

but it's the last time.
It's over.

I think you should
go back to her.

What?
- That's right.

She's being honest. I don't want
to be responsible for this.

You can't be serious.
- I am, dead serious.

So, you've got second thoughts
and now you're getting married?

At least admit it.
- No, Roberto. It's not that.

My wedding with Marcos is off,
no matter what happens

between you and her.
It just can't be.

Then what is it?
- Tonight I understood

many things, I discovered things
I didn't know existed.

No, I don't want to get married.
Or maybe I'll marry him

later on, when I'm sure
of what I want.

Are you being serious?
Or are you just

I am. Don't be upset, Roberto.

Maybe we're meant
to be just friends.

And, maybe the four of us can
go out and have dinner.

It'd be fun.

Ok.

Right, I'm married,
and I'm going to stay married.

Cris and I are really
good together.

We're friends

We've got a history together

And we're not going to throw
that away, over one night's

Probably what's happening here

tonight is meant for us to
rekindle our relationship.

I can't believe what I just heard.

What?

And, what about everything
we lived together?

Did it mean nothing to you?
- Well, yeah, but...

How can you go back to your
wife, after all that's happened?

I don't get it, you said... - I didn't
say anything! I was only testing

to see if you're interested
in this relationship.

A test?

A test?

So you gave up on...
- Hold on, now, stop. Stop.

I really hate this.

We haven't started
our relationship

and you're playing with me?
- It's not a game.

Then, what is it?

Is this how you want us
to start a relationship?

By manipulating me so I'll
behave like you want me to?

That's nice.

It's not that.

Then what is it? What's this?
What are we doing here?

What's going on?

I know

I know.

What?

We're going to call them both.
Marcos and Cristina.

Right now, facing each other.

And we'll end it all.

We'll end with our past. Now.
- Paula, you can't be serious.

I am, to clear any doubts,
to finish this.

There won't be...
- Things are not like that.

I'm calling Marcos.

You're being impulsive.

Aren't you calling?
Are you with me in this, or not?

Are you with me, yes or no?
- It doesn't have to be like this.

Not like this, Paula.

You don't want us to be together?
- Of course I want to

I already told you,
from now on it's you and I.

But I do have a story with Cris.
- You said it was over.

And it is, but I can't
call her now and say to her

"hey, good bye,
I'm with someone else".

See, you still like her.
- Of course I like her.

It's three years of marriage.

And even though it ended badly

the respect and love
I have for her has no limits.

That was not what happened
when you talked about her.

I was upset when I said those
things. I had no perspective.

And you know what happened?
What changed that? You.

So now it's my fault? It's my
fault that your wife is amazing?

You're the one who's amazing.
But just because of how I feel

with you, I am not angry at her.
I'm not angry at anyone.

Are you going to call, or not?

This is your last chance.

Paula, you can't expect me
to hurt someone who's not

involved, in a decision that
is yours and mine alone.

You're not thinking of Marcos.
- Leave Marcos out of this.

You don't even know him.
- But he loves you.

And until yesterday,
he was the man of your life.

Do you think it's fair to treat
him this way, so aggressively?

I'm not sure of anything.

Neither am I.

This can't be.
It just can't be.

Everything is so hard.

I wanted

I have the feeling
that our love was

it's something impossible.

A fantasy.

Something beautiful,
that just couldn't survive.

It's the only thing we have left.
That's why you feel like that.

There should be a place
just for lovers.

It wouldn't be good.

A world full of people hiding
just to make love.

It would be destined to failure.

Do you want me to drive you?
- No, it's ok. I'll call a cab.

Are you sure?
- Yes.

And where will the wedding be?

Do you really want to know?

No.
- I'd invite you, but...

No!

Thank you.

I want to thank you for tonight.

No, it's me who's thankful.