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Do you want breakfast?

-Yes. -We really have to go.

Received on Monday February 27 at 19h21.

Hi honey, it's me.

How are you?

Nowthat I'm all alone here...

I begin to realise a lot.

I really buried my head in the sand.

ljust wanted to be happy.

I wanted you to speak out.

But instead nothing was said at all.

I didn't really see you.

And now you don't see me anymore.

| ask myself if you ever will.

Is it all up and down?

Or is there a flat piece as well?

No, just up and down.

Maud, | see one.

-What? -A p um a.

-A p um a. -What? I don't see it.

-Stay put. -|'m not finished yet.

-Shit, shit... -|'|| save you.

-|'|| save you. -Yes, do.

-Shit. -If he sees you, he'll eat you.

If he sees you, he'll eat you.

Jerk.

And then I take a trout...

-A large trout. I put it in the oven. -Yes.

With thyme, and a little garlic, not too much.

l'd cook it slowly...

And then I'd...

have risotto...

Frank.

Wait a sec.

-You can go around. -Yeah.

-Are you mad at those rocks? -No, you're like a deer.

Look how beautiful.

Yeah, incredible.

Welcome on the mountain.

-You can hardly stand. -I just have to lie down a bit.

Let's lie down.

Don't talk about it.

Okay, beer.

Cheers.

Do you say salute?

-Salud. -Salute is Italian.

Honey...

If they lose, they have to pay.

-Are you okay? -Yeah.

-lf you want to go, say it. -No, it's okay.

Can I play nouf?

-That one. -This one, dear.

Next one.

I quit.

Can I have the keys ofthe hotel?

-Wait 15 minutes and I'll come too. -I want to go now

See you later.

-Ciao. -Bye.

What's this?

But how...

I don't know.

-I thought... -What did you think?

-Really? -I thought maybe...

I don't know Maybe...

Maybe it works.

What did you think?

Maud, what did you think? I'll do it alone?

It doesn't matter to you.

You never believed in it. And that doesn't help.

-That doesn't help. You have to believe in it. -It makes no difference to me.

-That's the problem. -What do you want me to say?

-That I'll leave if you can't have a baby? -Piss off.

Piss off.

Just, piss off.

-Maud... -|'ve been doing it by myself for so long...

-We can't. -We can.

-You can't. -I can.

-Maud, you can't. -Shut up.

We would make a fresh start.

You have one new message and one saved message.

First new voice mail message

received today at 10h10.

Know what?

You walk away and they serve a great breakfast.

It's...

lfl were you I'd stop...

with this childish behaviour...

and come back as quickly as possible.

Hey, let me know where you are.

-Hello. -Hello.

-Pablo Neruda? -Yes.

How nice.

-May I sit down? -Sure.

-Are you on holiday? -Yes.

All alone?

More or less.

My husband has passed away.

Sorry.

Luckily I still have my children.

in Sweden.

How many do you have?

Two..

-boys and one girl. -That's not easy.

They are the only reason I'm still alive.

-Good morning. -Hello.

-Did you get some sleep? -A little.

She kept me awake all night long.

The nights are terrible. I still remember that.

You look very tired.

I can hold her if you want, so you can eat.

-You mean that? -Yes.

Do you want to go to that lady so I can eat?

Thanks. Go on.

Mommy is here.

-What's her name? -Carla.

—Carla? -Your name is Carla.

Hello, Carla.

Hush, hush.

What is it you want?

Hey, I'm here.

What do you want?

Do you need a clean diaper?

Very quiet.

Come, come...

Hush, it's nothing. I'm here.

Come, come...

Come, come...

Yeah, that's fine. Go on.

Don't cry.

Miss, what's wrong? Open up.

Open up.

Give her to me. Give her to me.

Give her to me. Quickly.

Help.

Help.

There's a crazy woman in there.

Really. She wants to take my child.

Com e, com e.

-He||o. -He||o.

-Where are you going? -Don't know North.

-We're going north. -Okay.

-He||o? -Where are you going?

-To Botalcura? -Yes, yes.

Get in.

You have four new messages and one saved message.

Jesus Maud, I've really had it.

And I thought being apart would help.

Where the hell are you? Where?

-Your receipt. -Thank you.

Give it to me.

-Ouch. -Mind your head. Pull.

-lt's stuck. -Pull.

-Okay, ciao. -Bye, thanks.

Good luck.

-He||o. -Hi cutie.

Can I have one?

My name is Messi. What's yours?

Ronaldo.

It needs air.

Don't mind him. Hetalks nonsense. He'sjust as mad as his mom.

-Mom isn't mad. -She's a whore.

And who locked that damned door?

You again, right. You only do stupid things.

Are you coming, or are you staying with your girlfriend?

-l'm Messi and | stay here. -Messi.

And you, sweetie?

Are you alone?

No, I'm waiting for someone.

We're going to Calama. Do you want a ride?

Please.

Com e.

You have one new message. First new voice mail message.

Hi honey, it's me.

Remember I said: let's make a new start.

I thought it was a good idea.

And l was very relieved.

And I thought you'd given up hope as well.

Have you...

Have you given up nouf?

-This is Messi. -Messi?

-He plays for Barcelona. -Okay.

Messi. Numberten.

-Is he any good? -Yes.

And you, blondie?

-Where are you from? -From Canada.

—Canad a? -Yes.

And why are you here?

-For the food. -The food?

What dishes do you knoiAf?

Empanadas.

What else?

Em panadas with cheese.

She came to Chile to eat cheese pastries.

-The cops. -Dam n, the cops.

Here.

-Do you carry something? -No

-Drugs? -No.

-Sure? -Yes.

Right, othenNise I'll kill you.

-Good afternoon. -Good afternoon.

And who is she?

She? She's going north.

Can you step out with your papers?

Do you knowyou're committing an offence?

She has beautiful legs.

Asweet thing.

I'd like to bang her in the cabin.

What's up? Don't you think it's funny?

-You'rejust as cocky as your mom. -My mom is too good foryou.

How dare you?

-And? -Everything's alright.

Way to go, blondie. Okay, let's go.

Well done, Messi.

There.

-Goaaaaa|. -Messi!

-I scored again, you old man. -Go away.

What? Go away, troublemaker.

-What do you say? -That was no goal.

It was a goal.

Okay, cross now

And you, sweetie?

Are you married? Do you have children?

I can't stand children.

Why travel with a stranger?

-W hy not? -Dad.

-What? —Can| have some change?

Do you want money again?

You keep on nagging.

Here. The last time.

That little one has to become a man just like his dad.

A real man.

He has to be strong.

Hard, because life is hard.

I don't want him to become some weirdo.

Understand?

-He||o. -He||o.

Won't you introduce me to that stunning thing there?

Hey buddy, don't be so rude.

-What do you mean? -Sit down.

Why is the world divided into beautiful and ugly people?

What?

What a beautiful woman.

-Take it easy. -|'d like to give it all to her.

Don't pay attention to him.

-What are you up to? -Why?

-That's no way to behave? -What isn't?

She's with me, man.

-|t's nothing. She doesn't mind. -Yes, she does.

-Are you angry? -Okay, thanks for the food.

-Don't go. -|'m taking Messi with me.

Blondie.

Blondie.

What's going on?

-You're turning me on. Come here. -No.

Fuck off. No.

You're turning me on.

Daddy.

-Will he be alright? -Yes.

Hi, Frank speaking. I'm not in. Leave a message after the beep.

Santiago is beautiful.

Valpo too. You could go there.

Or go to La Serena. They have a beautiful starry sky.

And no air pollution.

Thanks.

I bet you've never seen anything like that.

I'm trying to quit.

What?

Smoking.

We used to blow a lot.

I've forgotten most of it.

-And nouf? -Not anymore. Everything has changed.

l have a son.

But his father is...

unknown to me.

Those were wild days.

How old is he?

-Who? -Your son.

Seven. No...

Eight.

-Yes. -Seven or eight?

Eight.

Messi.

Where is your mother?

-Far away. -Where is far away?

Calam a.

Okay, and...

your parents. Are they still together?

Call your mother.

Do you know her phone number?

Hello.

-Did you sleep well? -Yes.

Like a log.

And, Messi?

-The connection was broken. -Broken?

Do you want eggs, champion?

Does your motherwant eggs too?

Yes.

Okay, Messi, let's play a game. I'm your mother, right?

I mean it. lam your mother.

You lookjust like Papelucho.

-You know him? -Yes.

-Doesn't matter. What's your name? -Messi.

-What? -Messi.

Like the footballer?

Nice. What are you going to do today?

What are we going to do, mommy?

I don't know No idea.

Hi, Maud. You called me.

How are you? Listen, ljust sawa puma.

Unreal. l'm shaking all over. You had to be here.

Remember you always said: together we can conquer the world.

I believe that too.

We against the rest.

Santiago.

Listen good to the driver, okay?

He knows when you have to change.

-Santiag 0? -Yes.

Okay.

And tomorrow you'll see your mother.

And Messi...

Take care of yourself.

Hey.

You. Aren't you going in the wrong direction?

And where are you going?

You're from Holland. I saw it in your passport.

And I know you're called Diego.

Excuse me.

-Look. -Yes, yes.

Mommy, look.

Hi.

You like this, right?

Harder.

Harder.

Much harder.

Messi, let's go.

-Com e. -Okay.

-One, two, three... -And good bye.

Maud.

Maud.

Holand esa.

Holand esa.

-Have you listened to my messages? -Yes. You saw him.

-That's really bizarre. -It was great.

-Really? -Yeah, really cool.

I walked for days there. Really nice.

| sort of came into a rhythm and all sorts of thoughts passed by.

-Yeah. -That clarified things.

I haven't been there for you.

-During those talks. -ln the hospital.

I've made mistakes.

Maybe we talked too little. But that doesn't matter.

What we have is really good.

But I thought...

if you would do the same, go hiking... No, not that.

But dancing or drawing. That's what you like, right?

That something similar happens to you and things get easier.

-Let's go. -Yes, wait just a little while.

-Let's go. -Yes, yes.

Who is he?

This is Messi.

-Shou|dn't he go to his mother? -Let's go.

So we can talk a bit.

—Come on. -Do you get whatl mean?

That you become the old Maud. That you...

-|'m going to bring him away. —Come on.

See you.

Run.

Look.

The sea.

Ciao.

-Wan na race? -Okay.

And there you were.

And then you were gone.

l was so happy to see you.

Andl hoped everything was possible.

I hoped there was still love between us.

And there was.

Thank God.

But the one thing I hoped for wasn't meant to be.

Only nowl see you can't...

be with me.

Maybe I did something wrong.

I can't undo it.

I wouldn't even know howto.

-|'m hungry. -Yeah.

When are we going?

I'm hungry and thirsty. Let's go.

-Let's go. -Stop complaining.

My mother always cooks nice things for me. She doesn't drink all day.

It's obvious that you don't have children. You don't even know when they're hungry.

Whore.

Messi.

Hi.

Does it hurt?

I'm not angry at you, I'm angry at myself.

You know, it's better to be a good whore, than a bad footballer.

Coming?

-He||o, sunshine. Hello, champion. -He||o.

-Do we take them with us? -Yes.

-Yes? -Yes, yes.

Alrig ht then.

-Everything okay? -Yeah.

Get in.

-Come. -|t's getting dark already.

-We|come in our palace. -We|come.

And hop...

Want to?

-Are you on holiday? -Yeah.

Yes? And who is she?

She's from Hungary and she's my mother's sister.

-Hungary. -And what are you doing here?

My mother's in the hospital, that's why I'm with my aunt.

Poor thing.

But she's getting well soon and then she's coming home.

That's what I like to hear. Always stay positive and with us it's going to be fun too.

Way to go.

Here you go, sir. Jaime.

Jaime. -Hey, guys.

-How are you? -Com e.

Hello.

Good to see you.

Little one.

-And that's... -Hi, I'm Maud.

-How are you? Welcome. -And little one.

-This is Jaime. -How are you?

-Fine. -His name is Messi.

Great guys.

What a wonderful group of people.

-La Macarena. -So you know La Macarena.

-Here, here. -Catch.

Catch.

Maud.

-Wow, that's hot. -Carefu|.

To hell With it.

It can go to hell.

To hell With it.

Messi.

Com e.

Com e.

We're leaving.

Are you okay?

-He||o. -Good afternoon.

Hello.

Something else?

Holandesa, look Messi's shirt.

Boy miss...

Beautiful. Listen, we have to go.

-Not without the shirt. -Listen.

-Buy it for me. -No.

Are you going to steal it?

-Come. -Miss...

What's this?

-And this? -That's a misunderstanding.

-No. -I want to pay.

-Who is he? -|'m his mother.

You're not his mother. Call the police. Hurry up.

No, don't...

Messi, run.

Ru n, run.

-I got it, I got it. -Yeah.

-Messi is champion. -Yeah.

Messi is champion.

Thank you.

This one.

-Really? -Yeah.

-No, no cheating. —Once more.

One, two, three.

Yes, I won.

No cheating. Okay.

I know another one. The one who keeps his eyes closed the longest, wins.

Messi.

You have to get back home.

I mean it.

What's your mother's name?

Marta.

Marta. Beautiful.

What's she like?

-Beautiful. -Beautiful?

Is she tall?

And sweet?

Yes.

Once again?

Left.

There.

There?

Yes.

Messi for ever, rig ht?

Diego. What a name.

There's someone waiting for you.

Diego.

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