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EPISODE 2

No

No

No more

I know it

Have mercy

And what is

Listen...

Yeah, I know, I was late from the fourth one on.

No, one other thing.

Move away just a tad from the mike,

I got clipping on all the last vocals.

Okay, either way, I started late.

Don't worry about that. From the fourth verse?

No, let's take it from the top.

Okay, good idea...

No

No

No more

I know it

Have mercy

And what is

Let's do something, Ricky.

What if you move around a bit?

Can you sing standing up?

You're a bit stiff.

I don't know, I'll try.

I'll try moving and see what happens.

Okay, let's try that. Rolling third verse.

I know it

Have mercy

And what is

Take five is a bit... I don't know, it's a bit off.

Would you like to try?

Sure, go ahead.

I'll loop it, so you can sing many takes.

And what is

And what is

And what is

And what is

And what is

And what is

And what is

And what is

I don't know, maybe the second to last one?

Yes, that would be the closest take, but...

I'd try recording from the top.

Yes, this one is harder, right? It's the hardest one.

Yeah, but relax, don't worry about it.

I'll tell you what, Ricky.

Let's call it a day, okay?

Let's listen to it tomorrow and work out the details.

Maybe we have the take...

and we're stressing over nothing.

So no more takes today?

No, no, relax.

Let's take it down a notch. It's our first day.

We're exhausted, we did a million things today.

And I have to wait until the data is backed up.

Right, yeah.

You thought it was weird, right?

Weird? No, not at all. I think it went great.

Plus, it's the first day.

Right, first day...

We're in great shape.

You just have to connect a bit more with the song,

make it yours...

This is all new for me, you know?

Yeah, I understand, but relax. I think it went great, you know?

Now get your mind off it, get some rest.

Tomorrow will be another day, as they say, right?

But I have faith in this. It can't miss.

Hit. Hit. Hit.

You think we have a hit?

It's awesome.

This elevator is going up.

Hey, Ricky!

Hey.

This elevator is going down.

Well?

I don't know.

WATCH OUT, THE WORLD'S BEHIND YOU

THE VELVET UNDERGROUND

Useless?

What do you mean by "useless"?

What do you mean by "useless"?

And what's your solution?

You're telling me it's useless? And what can you use?

What can you use?!

Are you listening to what you're saying, Frank?

Do you understand what you're saying?

I'll try to answer you rationally.

No, it's my turn to speak, Frank! It's my turn!

No, I don't want to listen to you!

I'm sick and tired of listening to you, Frank!

You want to talk?! Then talk, Frank!

Talk, Frank! Talk!

Ice.

Can I stop you right there?

Can I stop you right there?

Yes, I know, but let me tell you something.

I don't want to be reasonable! I don't care about it!

Do you want my opinion on what you're saying?

Do you want my opinion?

I think those are the words of a wretched man.

Yeah. The words of a wretched man.

Shut up!

You know where I've been, where I come from, right?

You know what I went through, right?

Because, if you knew,

you would know that I would never do such thing.

I'd rather blow myself up,

I'd rather be humiliated and disappear before doing that.

If you knew me, you would know...

that I would never show an iota of weakness...

to that person!

Yes, to that person, the person you're defending!

Yes, you're defending him!

Yes, you're defending him, Frank!

And if you knew me, you would also know...

that defending him means becoming my enemy.

Would you like to be my enemy, Frank?

Would you like to be my enemy?

It's not like that! It's not!

It's not like that and you know it!

Yes, you know it better than anybody else, Frank!

No? What do you mean by "no"?

Then what is a traitor?

Define the word "traitor", Frank!

Andrea Nigro?

What about Andrea Nigro?

What about Andrea Nigro, Frank?!

Andrea Nigro?

Look.

I know what I have to do...

and I've never stopped doing my job.

And I'll honor my commitment to you...

the way I've always honored it,

but I made up my mind.

I made a decision, Frank.

You can either be my ally in that decision,

or you can be that other person's ally.

It is your choice.

But if you choose me,

I don't want to hear this kind of nonsense anymore,

nor any other argument that might suggest...

the faintest notion of conceding anything to that person,

you hear me?

Did you get that, Frank?

I don't want to hear about it ever again!

Ever again!

Never again, Frank! Never again!

Roll it.

I'm the flame stalking you

That will soon turn your damned soul into ashes

I'm the poisoned arrowhead aimed at your heart

I'm your menace, your ordeal

I'm silently looking for you in the dark of the night

Madness, I am a fuse

The bomb about to go off that it's too late to disarm

I'm the dagger

If you pull me out of your chest

Nothing will be left

I am hatred, I am hell

I'm the messenger carrying your eternal punishment

I am the winter that makes your inner spring wither

I am the storm, the beast

The panther that slowly creeps up on you

I'm the one counting the days

Until I see you kneeling before me

I am Death

I've always lived in you and you've never realized it

One day you made me cry – No

One day you broke my heart – No

I'm going after you and I won't stop

Until we're face to face – No more

You didn't know what love was

I know it

But by force you shall understand – Have mercy

That my fury, hatred, contempt and spite

Are not my worst flaws

And what is, then

It's useless.

He's right.

It's useless.

What do you think?

What do you think?

I don't know. About what exactly?

About what?

My situation.

What am I supposed to do?

You're not talking?

Yes...

No, I don't know. I've got no idea.

Maybe you should try talking things over.

Who?

I don't know.

Who?

I don't know. Ricky and you.

OUR GREATEST SUCCESS IS HAVING FOUND EACH OTHER

Do you really think so?

No.

Bring me another one.

Tell me something.

You know the story, right?

What story?

The story. Our story.

Do you know it?

Yes. I think so.

About your beginnings and all of that.

Okay. Let's hear that story.

Tell it to me.

Have a seat and tell me the story.

One night, you had a gig in a theater.

In the same town. A small rural town.

Go on.

You'd never met,

but, when he heard you sing, he fell in love.

And he waited for you after your concert.

It was a rainy night. There was terrible storm.

And it was raining so hard...

that, when both of you finished with your respective shows,

you couldn't even leave the theater.

Everybody had left,

and you stayed behind waiting for the storm to pass.

You ended up talking like three hours.

The rain wouldn't let up.

And during those three hours you fell in love.

Yes. What else?

When the rain stopped,

you wandered for hours along the empty streets.

You kept on talking and sang to each other.

And then there was the tree.

Tell me about the tree.

At one point,

you reached a park that had this big old tree,

and he told you,

"When we reach the tree, I'll kiss you."

So you slowly walked up to the tree,

side by side, as if you were afraid,

until you reached the tree,

you took his hand,

and you had your first kiss.

That's what the book says.

LIVING FOR LOVE

It's beautiful.

What else?

And...

At one point, you reached a pond,

and you stayed up to watch the sun rise in the lake.

That's where you wrote your first song together.

"Rain."

IT INCLUDES THE Nº1 HIT "RAIN"

SIEMPREVERDE – ALL OF ME

RICARDO IS SINGING HIS GREATEST LOVE SONGS OF ALL TIMES

FEATURING SINGER VICTORIA ARAGÓN

It's true that it was raining a lot.

It was raining a lot,

but we weren't in a theater.

It was a rural community center.

Some event for the elderly. So lame...

It's not true we met there.

We were already together by then.

We met when I was 17 and he was 38.

He was the first man I'd ever been with in my life.

The only one, in fact.

He treated me badly.

He told me he wanted to teach me,

but he would compare me with the other women of his life.

Each and every one of them had left him.

One women after the other, one singer after the other,

until the one thing he had left was just a 17-year old girl...

who had never sung a song in her life.

But that night was different.

We finished the gig and it was pouring down outside.

We didn't have enough money to call a cab...

to take our instruments to the motel.

We waited 30 minutes,

an hour...

It was still raining. We were about to despair.

We were ravenous and everything was closed.

The only thing he had on him was his little bottle of gin.

A sad bottle he'd always carry with him to help him sing.

He couldn't even sing those terrible old boleros...

we played in those days.

He wouldn't even look at me.

He stared at the rain, mesmerized...

God knows what was going through his mind,

what he was thinking,

but I couldn't take my eyes off of him.

And only then,

believe it or not,

only then did I realize who he was,

after five years of being together.

That man,

the only person in my life during those five years,

the one with whom my life had started,

the one who had taught me everything,

the one who called all the shots,

the one who knew my future even better than myself,

my king,

my lord and master...

He was a moron,

a miserable old man.

A worthless, helpless, little man...

who stared at the rain without knowing what to do,

as if he were a bird or a dog.

That was my man.

I was there because of that man.

Do you know it?

Sure.

Sing it.

No, I can't sing.

Sing it.

It's raining in the empty city

On the empty streets, our lives go away

It's raining and you're by my side

As if you were somewhere else

As if you were a stranger

His solitary eyes

Stare at the void

And I'm looking at you

I see a broken man

Somebody I don't know

Somebody who's not the man I love

But something happened that night.

We were still there,

the rain was coming down harder,

and he wouldn't even glance at me.

And I couldn't stop glaring at him, hating him,

wishing he was struck dead by a bolt of lightning.

But suddenly I noticed something.

What caught my attention was his absolute stillness,

as if he'd seen something that would rescue us.

Like a castaway who suddenly sees a ship in the distance.

But it wasn't that.

He was silent, standing still...

Suddenly, he started turning his head,

almost imperceptibly,

and I realized he was crying.

And everything changed for me.

And I thought to myself,

"This man,

this wretched man,

this poor devil who can't even look at her woman in the eyes...

when he's crying,

is the man I'll spend my whole life with,

and everything I do, I'll do it with him,

whatever it is, whatever happens,

it won't be up to him anymore, it'll be up to me."

It was a sudden realization,

an epiphany,

which came to me when I saw him crying.

Like when you see your parents cry.

That's it, they're not your parents anymore.

Right then and there, he stopped being a man for me.

He became a cause, a destination, a banner...

Do you know what I mean?

And from that moment on, that would be my life:

him.

We're just a couple of shadows

Just two ghosts

Our story is about to end

I mean, this is not enough

That's not how a brave heart says goodbye

When it stopped raining, he could barely walk.

I managed to take him to the hotel.

Then I went back twice to carry the instruments back,

but I was happy.

I walked through the streets with a smile,

as if I'd emerged victorious from a battle.

The part about the tree was made up by him.

I think he'd read it somewhere.

I left him sleeping in the room...

and I walked back to the lake.

It was the break of dawn.

And that's when I wrote the song, by myself,

like always,

like all our songs.

And that's when it all started.

Play it.

It's raining in the empty city

On the empty streets, our lives go away

It's raining and you're by my side

As if you were somewhere else

As if you were a stranger

His solitary eyes

Stare at the void

And I'm looking at you

I see a broken man

Somebody I don't know

Somebody who's not the man I love

We're just a couple of shadows

Just two ghosts

Our story is about to end

I mean, this is not enough

That's not how a brave heart says goodbye

And I swear to myself that I'll fight for you

That I'll be by your side when the end comes

I know I must be strong and I must put up a fight

My love, I'd give my life just to see you smile

And it's always been that way.

I stood by him like a lioness.

Like a samurai guarding his master day and night...

without a break.

It was that way when we were nobody,

when we had to play in circuses or theaters...

And it was that way when we became famous.

When we got really good.

When we started touring.

When everybody recognized us in every street of every city.

It's always been that way.

And you want us to talk things over?

What is there to talk about?

What could he possibly tell me?

He can't say anything to me.

Without me, he's nothing.

And now he's gone.

If I don't want him gone, he won't go anywhere.

He's got nowhere to go.

He can't leave me.

And tonight the rain falls like a shadow over our love

It seals our fate like an oath, like a prayer

And who knows if life will give us fortune or misery

Give me your hand, my love, it’s just you and I

I'm tired.

Would you like a cup of tea?

Maybe a scotch?

Go home.

No, it's early. Don't you want me to stay?

No, really.

I'm going to take a shower. Enough for today.

You're a good person. Don't cry.

Salam Aleikum.

Aleikum Salam.

I can't take it anymore.

I can't stand her any longer.

It's been too many years.

Too many years of abuse, arrogance, tyranny...

She thinks the world revolves around her.

He hates him because he split.

Why wouldn't he?

Can you imagine being with her every single day?

Imagine that.

She's like Medusa.

It's like being married to Medusa.

I spoke to him.

At least, he's reasonable. He's willing to cooperate.

If it were up to him, they'd record together.

They must record together, you know?

They've always recorded together!

It's all they know!

This invention will never work! It's madness!

She's bound by a contract! A contract!

She's not a free woman, you understand?

She has to do as I say, not the other way round!

She's a heartless bitch.

I invented her.

I did it. I invented her.

She can't say no to me.

She can't say no to me, and least of all to this!

Frank... – She can't, you hear?

Speak.

What is she going to do? What is she up to?

Is she willing to record with him or not?

Speak.

You're not speaking.

You're not speaking.

You're on her side.

Are you defending her?

Another betrayal.

Frank...

You have to understand that I work for her now.

Thanks to who?

Who put you there? Thanks to who, Flavia?

Frank...

Thanks to who? Thanks to me!

Thanks to me, Flavia! Am I wrong?

Do you want me to remind you?

Frank...

What's going on with Victoria?

You prefer her.

You forgot about me and now you prefer her.

Frank, stop it.

What's with you and Victoria? Tell me!

Nothing. Nothing's going on.

But you took her side. You're defending her.

You're in cahoots! You're plotting against me!

You forgot about me.

You've completely forgotten about me.

Frank, we said we wouldn't talk about that.

You promised.

You said we were only going to discuss work matters.

You promised!

You left the apartment.

That apartment was for you, Flavia.

Yes, Frank, I left.

When are you coming back?

You're not coming back.

No.

You're not coming back.

Not anytime soon.

Where are you staying?

Frank...

Where are you staying?

In a hotel.

Which hotel?

It doesn't matter. In some hotel.

Which hotel?

Stop it, Frank.

You're back to your old ways, aren't you?

Where did you get that?

You're back to your old ways.

You're hanging out with those people again.

No.

I swear, Frank. You're wrong about that.

And what about the other thing?

What thing?

That you're messing with that again.

Victoria. You and Victoria are up to something.

Stop it, Frank.

I'm leaving.

Do you want me to remind you where you were when we met?

Go away.

Now.

Flavia...

What?

Kiss me.

Cut it out, Frank.

Kiss me, Flavia.

No, Frank, stop it. Go away now.

Only if you kiss me.

We said we wouldn't, Frank.

I'll leave only if you kiss me.

What are you doing here?

Surprise.

What are you doing here?

Who's that?

A new boyfriend?

How did you find me?

I followed you.

I've been following you for five days.

Been to that singer's place and everything.

What do you want?

Go away.

Not yet.

Marcos, I'm already out. I'm out of the game.

I don't have anything to do with the group.

I haven't seen them in almost a year.

I have a new job, a new life.

Good for you.

All of that is in the past, I swear.

That's not what I heard.

What?

Are you sure it's all in the past?

What do you mean?

Don't be coy, I told you I've been following you.

So?

Is it true?

What do you want to know? – If it's true or not.

I don't know what you're talking about, Marcos. Go away.

It is true.

You got a centurion.

You're crazy. – Did you get a centurion?

You're crazy. You know very well that they're extinct.

The last specimens died...

Don't take me for a fool.

I've been parroting that story for 10 years.

Where are you keeping it?

Stop, Marcos.

Where is the centurion?

Is it at the motel?

Stop looking for it.

What did you do?

Stop looking for it, Marcos. It's no use to you anymore.

What?

You hear me.

It's no use to you anymore.

You injected yourself the toxin?

I can't believe it.

You injected yourself the toxin.

How long ago?

Marcos, I'll say it again.

I'm out.

Tell the group I'm out.

What is it?

Nothing.

I'm not with the group either.

I also have a new job.

Speak.

Speak.

Isabella.

You're lying. She is in Milan. Everybody knows that.

She's here now. She arrived five months ago.

Where?

Patience.

What do you want?

We've been working a lot. We've made a lot of progress.

There's a new guy. You'll meet him soon.

It has nothing to do with the group.

Nobody wants to have anything to do with them.

This is for real.

What do they want from me?

The centurion won't produce the toxin in another six months.

It's no use for them now.

How long has it been in your bloodstream?

Three days. The same day you followed me.

Send a blood sample to this address.

Are you willing to cooperate?

This is Isabella.

Nobody says no to Isabella.

Where is she?

Where?

She's changed. You wouldn't recognize her.

Does she know about Victoria? Does she know I'm working?

She knows everything.

Take me to her.

Now.

THE STARS

I want to climb to the sky one of these nights

Let's explore together each and every star

Let's traverse the galaxy hand in hand

Without past, without future, without day or night

I want to leave my life in Earth behind

Let's go get lost in some other planet

Let's watch the Sun hide behind the Moon

I want to do all of that with you and much more

Somewhere deep in space

I want to float by your side

I want to feel joy and bliss

The North Star will watch us fly by

And will wave to us when she sees us glow

And the Ursa Major we'll see our love

And will also sing this song

Imagine, my love, this beautiful fantasy

The cosmos is a garden full of glee and delight

The Milky Way awash with color

The stars will glow bright as if they were daisies

I want to sing with you thousands of songs

Before an audience made of constellations

Befriend a shooting star

And tell her in secret how happy you make me

Somewhere deep in space

I want to float by your side

I want to feel joy and bliss

The Northern Star will watch us fly by

And will wave to us when she sees us glow

And the Ursa Major we'll see our love

And will also sing this song

Somewhere deep in space

I want to float by your side

I want to feel joy and bliss

The Northern Star will watch us fly by

And will wave to us when she sees us glow

And the Ursa Major we'll see our love

And will also sing this song

LIKE THE IVY

You are like my shadow

Whatever I do, you follow me around

And when the sun goes down you'll disappear

You're the fool who lends his crown to the king

Who only carries it around to make people laugh

You're a painting forgotten in the back of a dollar store

That someday a bad painter copied from a work of art

Just a counterfeit

Just a parasite, a bird of prey

Just a beggar picking up what others leave behind

You're like ivy to me

You drink my sap just to cling to life

You may cover some wall

But you'll never bloom

You've always wanted to be more like me

To take my place and make a name for yourself

But all your ambition has gotten you

Was to live in this song just for a while

Is that her?

Good.

At last, we're all here...

I would like to make the introductions,

since many of you are meeting each other for the first time.

Mr. and Mrs. Malpensa, from Milan.

Mr. Rubinstein.

Reverend Willis.

Professor Mauricio García,

whom I've been telling you about for weeks.

And, lastly,

Flavia,

the rare piece in our collection.

I believe everybody has met Marcos.

I don't have much more to say.

I would like to thank you all for being here...

and assure that I am very proud of those sitting at this table.

In conclusion,

I would like to tell you that, undoubtedly,

today's meeting...

will be a turning point for everybody here...

as of tomorrow and forever.

That being said,

the rest will be explained by professor García.

He needs no introduction.

Suffice it to say,

he's one of the top five leading researchers in the world...

in animal toxins.

I can assure you we're in very good hands.

Well, I am very humbled by our friend's introduction.

I hope it's not a problem if I speak in Spanish.

I think that...

Speak Spanish.

Speak Spanish.

Fine.

First of all, I'd like to say that I'm very surprised...

by the results of your research.

It's been almost 10 years...

since I've been researching scorpion toxins,

and I wouldn't have reached these conclusions...

if I hadn't crossed paths with Isabella and all of you.

As you all know,

what is commonly known as "science"...

is mostly a conservative,

fearful and short-sighted discipline.

That's why it's stimulating to come across people...

that are willing to take risks outside the realm of science...

and willing to go through extraordinary experiences.

But let's cut to the chase.

According to what Isabella told me,

most of you know or have tried the D1-metatoxin.

All of you are aware...

of the consequences D1 has on our bodies and blood.

This, gentlemen,

is the D2-metatoxin.

I can assure you...

that this is to our experiences...

what the birth of Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart...

was to the story of music.

That's music to my ears.

But most importantly,

what could really revolutionize everything we know so far...

and make our lives change forever, as Isabella said,

are not the immediate consequences of the substance...

you're holding right now and will try in a few minutes.

What is really important here is that D2 is the key.

Let me explain.

The D2 is a compound...

made with the toxins of highly venomous species...

of middle or large range,

basically, Centuroides and Buthus.

Its formula has a distinctive feature:

it admits species of the same toxicity level,

but of a lesser range.

Sure, you may think, "So what?

The lesser range species no longer exist."

But you would be wrong.

That's when the specimen...

of the lowest range known to us pops up:

the Leiurus centurionis,

the legendary centurion scorpion.

And that's when she makes her appearance,

Flavia.

If we're able to introduce...

the toxin of the centurion scorpion into D2,

we would be speaking...

not only of the known psychophysical consequences,

but of cellular regeneration,

or even autonomous cellular regeneration.

The goal set by science from its very beginning,

and that quackery we call "science" today...

has forgotten about:

eternal youth.

May I ask you a question, doctor?

Yes. Please.

Can we see a specimen of the scorpion?

Flavia has the specimen in her custody.

And how do we know it's still producing the toxin?

Well,

the specimen is momentarily in its regeneration stage.

It won't produce the toxin for another six months.

The toxin is here.

The toxin is here!

Fermenting in her blood!

It's in her bloodstream!

Active for three months!

Two more months than the scorpion!

Enough time until the Leirus starts producing it again!

In five months,

you'll have your centurion toxin ready!

This woman is our scorpion.

Any questions?

In that case, it's time to begin.

It's getting late.

Me too?

Yes.

Not you.

Why? Is there something wrong?

Yes.

Something serious?

Very serious.

I want to be your joy

Your princess, your company

I want to be your solace

To take flight with you

Stop, stop.

What?

Is it imperative for you to do that modulation?

What modulation?

To take flight with you

To take flight with you

What's the problem?

The problem is you are not doing it correctly.

You are dragging the words.

The song is simple...

and you're dragging the words unnecessarily.

Okay.

I won't "drag the words."

I want to be your joy

Your princess, your company

I want to be your solace

To take flight with you

I want to be your smile

Your lover, your Mona Lisa

Now what?

Is there any way for you to sing it higher?

An octave higher.

Are you serious?

I sing low.

I always have.

What are you talking about?

I was wondering...

if it wouldn't be better if you sang an octave higher.

That's it, just wondering.

I don't know. Get yourself another singer.

I was just wondering! Just wondering!

Can you play the piano?

I want to be your joy

Your princess, your company

I want to be your solace

To take flight with you

I want to be your smile

Your lover, your Mona Lisa

And I want you to leave your pain behind

I want to be your peace

I want to be your peace

No, no!

I want to be your peace

I want to be your peace

I want to be your peace

I don't get it.

I really don't know why you insist on...

What? What is it?

What is it?

What you are telling me is you want me to sing it like her.

Is that it?

Don't be ridiculous.

I don't kid myself.

I wasn't born yesterday.

I know very well how things are.

I know that, if this was a story,

I wouldn't be the heroine.

I wouldn't even be the enemy of the heroine.

I wouldn't scare anyone.

No one would care about me.

They would think of me

as something functional for the plot,

like some sort of engine that no one really cares about.

I don't kid myself.

I wasn't born yesterday.

Even you think that.

You, who picked me.

You, who when you picked me, you sparked this whole story.

This whole storm.

You don't know who I am.

No one knows who I am.

No one knows me.

Neither do you.

You don't know me.

I am Andrea Nigro.

Andrea Nigro.

Do you have something to say?

Aren't you going to say anything?

Talk.

It's not easy.

It was never easy to get away from her.

To get her out of your life.

I don't know anybody who could.

To turn the page...

and at least buy the fiction that life can go on without her.

That there are other things beyond.

No.

She makes sure you see it's not possible.

That there's nothing else.

The first time I wanted to leave her,

do you know what happened?

I was at a hotel,

one of those flophouses...

where we spent our life back then.

A small town fleabag hotel, by the square.

Outside, it was pouring rain.

She was sleeping.

I think back then...

I thought of love as a battle, as a war.

A game where necessarily one had to win,

and the other lost.

And I was the one who always lost.

Time after time I lost.

I played my cards with such ineptitude,

anyone could beat me.

Even a poor 17-year-old girl could beat me,

a girl who knew little about the world,

who only knew the haggard landscape...

I had been able to show her.

Even she could beat me.

Even she was going to beat me.

But I was determined to never lose again.

I remember looking over the hotel window:

the square, in the middle of the rain,

and a couple that was running hand in hand,

covering up with a jacket so they wouldn't get wet.

And I thought:

"They are not enemies. They are together.

For them, no one wins, no one loses.

There is no war, no danger."

And I remember looking at her while she slept...

and thinking she was my enemy.

And I said to myself:

"I'm not going to lose again.

Before I lose, I will disappear.

I'll leave, any time.

I'll be leaving you."

It was raining

It was the darkest night

Not even a star

Not even the moon

It was raining

Mi life already empty

Suddenly found something

It found your eyes

And so?

And so came the famous night,

the night of the rain.

Talk.

It was that same night,

the same day of the hotel, the rain and the couple running.

That afternoon, I had felt brave.

I had seen things clearly.

And for a moment, I had been happy.

Now, I was cornered by the rain, like a rat.

She was also there.

And there was nothing I could do.

It was then that I realized she had defeated me.

That I had lost once more,

and I had lost for good.

And so yes,

I gave up.

I bowed my head and surrendered.

You were a carrier pigeon

You made me look up

And look outside

Thank you

My voice is drowned by tears

My desperate voice

Found in you its song

The strangest thing of all...

is that, from that moment on, I started to feel good,

I started being happy.

From that very moment.

From the moment I understood I had lost the war.

I thought:

"Maybe that is my destiny,

to lose the war."

I spent years fighting against that,

escaping that.

And now, that found me.

"I already lost, I'm at peace."

And right there I began my life.

A docile life, a prisoner's life.

Docile,

obedient,

humiliating.

Almost ideal.

Come on, there's still a lot left do

And a new day

Might find us together

You were a carrier pigeon

You made me look up

And look outside

Until I came your way.

And made you rebel.

And I helped you escape.

And you were free.

And you were unhappy again.

A poor thing.

Yes or no?

I think so.

And are you going to run after her again?

Are you going to surrender again?

I think so.

You still love her.

Yes.

And tonight the rain falls like a shadow over our love

It seals our fate like an oath, like a prayer

And who knows if life will give us fortune or misery

Give me your hand, my love, it’s just you and I

Who is it?

It's me.

What are you looking for?

You.

Come in.

Thank you.

So?

Can I smoke here?

Smoke.

In my family, we are four sisters.

I am the youngest.

When I was little,

my eldest sister was some sort of queen.

She was strong, smug, had these blazing eyes...

She didn't look anything like my parents.

She seemed to be the daughter of some ancient king.

Alexander the Great's.

Or some Persian or Indian king's.

She sang.

Same as me.

By the way she sang, everyone said...

she was going to be one of the biggest stars in the world.

After studying for a few months,

all the best coaches were already fighting for her.

By the time she was 15, she was living in London...

and was offered million-dollar deals.

My second sister didn't sing, but she was brilliant.

She was tall and blonde.

By 13, she had finished high school,

she was teaching people a lot older than her,

and she exchanged letters...

with scientists from around the globe.

My third sister was, on top of brilliant, beautiful.

She was always beautiful.

Since she was born, since the first day.

When she grew up and became a woman,

no girl was a rival for her.

There was no man who wasn't in love with her.

She only had to show up...

for the other women to become invisible,

to become a bunch of insignificant ants.

And then there was me.

Today,

all I know from my eldest sister...

is that she's living somewhere in Central America.

And she works at a bank, I think.

As you can imagine, she doesn't sing.

My second sister teaches Physics in a couple of schools.

She's single, I think for good.

My third sister married when she was 19.

Nowadays,

she's married to a salesman and lives in some rural town.

She had five kids,

and some years ago she came to weigh 200 pounds.

And then there's me.

What am I trying to say by this?

I'm trying to tell you I'm not brilliant.

Nor am I too talented.

Nor too beautiful.

I'm not even sure I'm a good singer.

But I know how to survive.

I've learnt to survive.

My destiny is to survive.

And I'm very good at that.

I want to tell you it's not easy.

It's not easy at all to get rid of me.

Do you want one?

Yes.

So if this whole situation,

if all this drama is about your singing with him or not,

I want to tell you I'm not afraid.

Not only am I not afraid, I am willing.

I can't wait for it to happen.

Do you want to go back?

Then go back.

We'll see how you do.

I wish you good luck.

But let me tell you: I'll also be there.

Is that a dare?

You could say so.

A duel?

Yes.

Okay.

Okay.

In a week.

There.

Okay.

I'll tell him.

I'll handle it.

As you wish.

I'll handle it.

Thank you for everything.

Will you let me out?

Someone will.

I came as soon as I could. Did something happen?

Calm down.

Why did you call me? What happened?

Calm down. – I'm calm, what happened?

Calm down.

I am calm. Where is Isabella? Is she okay?

Calm down.

Where is Isabella? Marcos, where is Isabella?

Calm down.

Marcos! What's going on?

Look over there.

What?

Don't you see anything?

Yes, a boat.

Look at that boat.

Is Isabella on that boat? – Take a good look.

Is Isabella on that boat? Marcos, is she okay?

Calm down...

What is this?

Calm down.

Let me go, what's going on?

Calm down, it's okay.

Let me go.

I can't let you go.

Calm down.

We simply want to ask you a few questions.

What questions? What's going on?

We can't let you go.

We have a couple of questions to ask you.

I promise you, once you answer our questions,

we'll let you go.

Let me go now. What questions? What's going on?

We have a couple of problems with your blood works.

What's the problem?

The blood tests show the toxin is not active in your blood.

You have injected it three weeks ago,

it should already be on the bloodstream.

You saw the people at the manor the other day.

It's needless to say how important it is...

for your toxin to be active.

So what's going then?

Calm down.

A toxin as powerful as the centurion's...

can't remain inactive in a body,

unless it's being rejected for some reason.

Your blood results are normal.

So what's the problem? Please...

So suspect there is a psychological factor involved.

Flavia,

we need to know if there's something, right now,

that might be affecting you.

Let me go.

Flavia, we are going to let you go,

but it's very important that you think...

What are you talking about?

Flavia, calm down.

I don't know anything.

We need to know if there's something, anything,

that might be affecting you.

I don't know anything. Let me go.

Flavia...

Flavia, calm down.

Calm down...

Let me go.

Flavia, calm down.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Calm down.

Flavia, calm down.

It's okay, calm down.

Flavia.

Flavia.

Can you hear me?

Flavia?

Flavia?

Now you will answer all the questions I'll ask, okay?

Flavia, listen to me.

Now you will answer, do you understand?

Yes.

Flavia, I need you to answer.

Flavia, I need to know...

if there's something troubling you.

Flavia, I need to know...

if there's something that's upsetting you.

Flavia, something upsetting.

Flavia, I need to know.

I need to know if there is something upsetting you.

What is troubling you, Flavia? What is troubling you?

What is troubling you, Flavia?

She is.

Who?

Who's she?

Who's she, Flavia?

She is.

Flavia, I need you to tell me who she is.

What is it that worries you about her?

That they harm her.

Who can harm her?

Who can harm her, Flavia?

He.

How can he harm her?

How can he harm her, Flavia?

On the boat.

On the boat?

On the boat.

She's on the boat.

What boat?

Flavia, can you tell us the name of the boat?

On a boat.

A boat that is anchored at the port.

He has her there.

Wait, I think she's talking about something I said...

before bringing her in.

She's confused.

What's happening on the boat?

It's raining. It's raining hard.

She's mixing everything up.

And what's he doing on the boat?

He's leaving.

He's leaving on the boat.

She's confused.

Poor thing.

He has nowhere to go.

He can't leave, he has nowhere to go.

Is he leaving or not?

No.

He's not.

He can't go.

So?

So what?

So what happens?

I don't know.

This is preposterous. There's no boat, she's raving.

Let's see,

let's try again.

Flavia, are they together now?

No.

And now that they are not together,

is she alright?

Yes.

And when they were together, she was not well.

Right.

And you are afraid that, if they get back together,

she will be unwell again.

Exactly.

They're not getting back together.

No.

Are you sure?

I'm sure.

I'm sure they are not.

I'm sure.

Son of a bitch.

Son of a fucking bitch.

Son of a bitch.

Go to hell, fucking son of a bitch!

Son of a bitch!

Son of a bitch!

Son of a bitch!

Go to hell, fucking son of a bitch!

Son of a bitch! Son of a fucking bitch!

That's enough.

Put her to sleep.

Erase all memory of this.

Go to hell, fucking son of a bitch!

Go to hell, fucking son of a bitch!

Son of a bitch!

Son of a bitch!

Go to hell, fucking son of a bitch!

Son of a bitch!

Son of a bitch!

Go to hell, fucking son of a bitch!

Son of a bitch!

Son of a bitch!

Go to hell, fucking son of a bitch!

Find out.

"I AM THE FIRE"

Can you play the bass line for me?

Come on.

Mids are a bit high, right?

Yes, add some...

Is it okay?

Add more bass. – Okay.

Slap? – What?

Are you going to slap? – I don't do slap.

I'm searching for you.

There, I'm getting some reverb.

Check your amplifier, guitar.

Are you going to try that pedal?

She should've been here an hour ago.

Call her, see where she's at.

Can you adjust that? I don't like how it sounds.

Adjust that.

I think it's terribly disrespectful.

Hello.

Hello.

Hey, sweetie.

How are you, Nigro?

Carlitos.

Be a doll, bring me some ice.

Hold this for me.

Get out.

Come on, guys.

Stop, let's do one thing.

You're going to play the first beats without the bass drum.

Then, for the chorus, you'll add the hi-hat.

That's right.

You know the lyrics, don't you?

Yes, I know the lyrics.

Start recording.

I'm the flame stalking you

That will soon turn your damned soul into ashes

I'm the poisoned arrowhead aimed at your heart

I'm your menace, your ordeal

I'm silently looking for you in the dark of the night

Madness, I am a fuse

The bomb about to go off that it's too late to disarm

I'm the dagger

If you pull me out of your chest

Nothing will be left

I'm the hatred, I'm Hell

I'm the messenger carrying your eternal punishment

I am the winter that makes your inner spring wither

I am the storm, the beast

The panther that slowly creeps up on you

I'm the one counting the days

Until I see you kneeling before me

I am Death

I've always lived in you and you've never realized it

One day you made me cry

No

One day you broke my heart

No

I'm going after you and I won't stop

Until we're face to face

No more

You didn't know what love was

I know it

But by force you shall understand

Have mercy

That my fury, hatred, contempt and spite

Are not my worst flaws

And what is, then

That I don't know how to lose

I was the trap, your sentence

I was the betraying coyote who howls at the full moon

I was the hyena

The horrible animal that ate your guts while laughing

The venom

Your misery

The poison that secretly got into your veins

In my sorrow, I know it well

I deserve it and now, on my knees, I implore you

Do not be afraid

And if you still doubt I'm honest

Look how I'm crying

You make me laugh

I don't believe you

I know your heart well

And that's why I can see that you still love me

That in the shadows of your pain there is still a flame

If that is true, you are dead

And with that flame I will burn your deserted heart

You still love me, I still have you

Like a puppet, with your heart I entertain myself

Don't you shut it

To kill you or to love you

I don't know anymore what I come for

And though you made me cry

Yes

And you broke my heart

Yes

Once again I fall

I can't stand not being with you at night

Here I am

I don't know what love is

I do

Maybe I will never know it

You won't

But just to be with you again

I have to learn one more thing

And what is, then

That I don't mind loosing

That I don't mind loosing

That I don't mind loosing

I think we're done here.

I need to smoke.

Do you want me to go?

No, you stay, I'll handle it.

TO BE CONTINUED

I want to climb to the sky one of these nights

Let's explore together each and every star

Let's traverse the galaxy hand in hand

Without past, without future, without day or night

I want to leave my life in Earth behind

Let's go get lost in some other planet

Let's watch the Sun hide behind the Moon

I want to do all of that with you and much more

Somewhere deep in space

I want to float by your side

I want to feel joy and bliss

The Northern Star will watch us fly by

And will wave to us when she sees us glow

And the Ursa Major we'll see our love

And will also sing this song

Imagine, my love, this beautiful fantasy

The cosmos is a garden full of glee and delight

The Milky Way awash with color

The stars will glow bright as if they were daisies

I want to sing with you thousands of songs

Before an audience made of constellations

Befriend a shooting star

And tell her in secret how happy you make me

Somewhere deep in space

I want to float by your side

I want to feel joy and bliss

The Northern Star will watch us fly by

And will wave to us when she sees us glow

And the Ursa Major we'll see our love

And will also sing this song