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Evening, ma'am.

Your ID and the vehicle's
registration, please.

I'm sorry, officer.

I left it in the dash, and I
don't have anything with me.

I just plumb forgot.

Okay, ma'am, I'll need you to
get out while we search your truck.

Oh, I wouldn't do that if I were you.

What the fuck is this?

Ma'am, hands up where I can see them.

They won't hurt you as
long as you don't hurt me.

Ma'am, put your hands
on the dashboard now.

Ma'am, are you listening to me?

You got a light officer?

Hello?

What are you talking about?

It's 2 o'clock in the morning.

Hey ma, I have to go.

What's going on?

There's an emergency
at the detention center.

Why do they always have to
call you for these shitty jobs?

I take what they give me.

It's not right.

It's too much...

Ma'am, can I help you?

Yes, sir.

I'm here for the
suspect that just arrived.

Here?

In the pink dress.

Oh, yeah.

This...

Oh, thank you.

I'm going to stay behind
the door, just in case.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Hello.

I'm Dr. Evelyn Decker.

May I ask your name?

Besides the fact that smoking is
bad for your health, I must remind

you that it is quite simply
illegal to smoke on the premises.

Does it bother you?

Not really.

Oh, thank you.

Actually, I'm sorry that
you wasted your time.

I'm not sick.

I'm just tired.

I'm a psychiatrist, to be more specific.

Oh.

I'm here because my colleagues
are struggling to get a handle on you.

They don't quite know
which aisle to put you

in, so they would like
to know who you are.

I don't blame them.

But ... I always liked disguises.

That's what you do when you
don't really know who you are, right?

You dress up, you make
up a past to forget your own.

Is dressing up equal
lying to yourself, Doctor?

Depends.

Generally, a disguise is used to
conceal what we don't want to see.

That's interesting.

I always thought there was a
way of becoming someone else.

It'd be very pleasant to
forget yourself for a moment,

Even if you know it's only an illusion.

Are you okay?
- Oh, yes.

I was just thinking.

Do you love life, Doctor?

Yes.

There are ups and downs.

My family never really had much, but
my parents always wanted the best for

me, so I was able to go to college
and make the most of my life for now.

You found love?

Yes.

I have a little boy.

He's not my son.

I'm happy for you.

Married?

Divorced.

Life's not a long, quiet river, huh?

Yep.

Well, now that I've answered your
questions, perhaps you'll answer mine.

Oh, yes, sorry.

What was your question?

Just your name.

Doug, short for Douglas.

Nobody's called me
that for a long time now.

Do you have any children, Douglas?

Hundreds.

You're referring to your dogs?

Yes. They're my babies.

Their love saved me a thousand times.

I owe them my life.

Would you say that you love your
dogs more than you love human beings?

Absolutely.

The more I got to know
humans, the more I love dogs.

What qualities do they
possess that humans don't have?

Dogs have beauty without vanity,
force without insolence, bravery without

ferocity, and all the virtues humans
have without any of the vices.

As far as I can tell,
they only have one flaw.

Which is?

They trust humans.

I was probably nine
when it first occurred to me.

I remember watching my
brother from my bedroom window

as he dangled meat in
front of my father's dogs.

And I watched them both starve
in the days leading to the fight.

That's how my dad earned a
living, was organizing dog fights.

Do you think that he
loved them in his own way?

No.

My father was incapable of love.

He was all violence.

How often did I tell
you not to feed the dog?

How often?

And you?

Oh, me?

I tasted his violence
like everyone else.

Listening to you, I'm
struck by how calm you are.

Did you ever try to defend
yourself or complain at least?

Complaints are prayers to the devil.

Do you have any
recollections of happy times?

Yeah, sure.

When I was little, when
my mom was in the kitchen,

she used to love records
from Europe most often.

And she loved to play
them while she was cooking.

And then my dad came home.

And the show stopped.

Did you know anyone else?

A grandparent?

An aunt or uncle?

Somebody that could show
you some attention or affection?

Yes.

A child takes affection
where he can get it.

And one evening, over dinner

my brother delightfully
told my father on me.

He puts his food in his
pockets to give to the dogs later?

No ... That's a lie.

I swear, cross my heart.
Swear to die.

Now you love dogs, huh?

Yes.

Please.

Not at the table.

More than you love your own family?

I do.

Dogs!

Dogs!

You piece of shit!

Then he took my tears
as an admittance of guilt.

And from that day forward, I was no
longer welcome in my father's house.

Then occasionally...
- This is your family now!

And your mother?

Oh, my mother, she did
the only thing she could do.

Some things for you.

You have to bury them.

If your father finds
them, he'll go crazy.

I don't remember exactly what she
said, just her face was red and wet.

And she apologized.

I love you.

Have a sweet.

She was pregnant?

Yeah, seven months.

I guess she wanted to offer her child
a better life than my brother and I.

Did you ever try to run away?

Go where?

See, on one side of the
pen was the back wall of

a kind of shed, piled
high of all kinds of stuff.

And one day, by scratching at the wood, I
was able to squeeze my tiny hands through

and found a stack of magazines that my
mom had been hiding for no obvious reason.

A little window through which
I could finally see the world.

You see, I got my whole schooling from
Modern Woman and the American Magazine.

Did you ever realize that
your situation wasn't normal?

Yeah, I did.

And how long did you stay in that cage?

Hard to tell.

Did you resent your mother
for abandoning you like that?

No.

My mother was weak.

It was her biggest flaw
and greatest stroke of luck.

In the wild, the weak are immediately
eliminated, devoured by the others.

But with humans, the weak and
cowardly always find a way to survive.

For a while, at least.

But in the end...
God always knows his own.

One more, for Mommy?

Yeah.

You like that, maybe?

One more bite.

How was work?

Heavy.

Saw his Dad crawling around
the neighborhood today.

He's not supposed to be in rehab?

Yes, he is.

I thought the judge forbid
him to come near the house.

Yes, she did.

He can be violent.

Yes, I know that, Mom.

Like your dad.

I know that, too.

I'm not going anywhere, baby.

You know it's your
fault Mom bailing on us.

You made Dad so unhappy
that she couldn't stand it anymore.

Being so pig-headed the whole time.

You sow misery all around you.

But you're just a lost sheep.

And with God's help,

Dad will get you back on the right path.

Pray and repent,
young pagan.

The wages of sin is death

but the gift of God is eternal life in Christ our Lord.

Got it?

Hi, I'm here to talk to Dogman.

This way, young man.

Don't be afraid.

They won't hurt you.

I apologize, but it's near feeding time.

The agitation is quite high.

You look oddly familiar.

Have we met?

Yeah, I, uh... I came here a few
months ago with my cousin Pablo.

We, uh, we did all the electrical.

Juan, right?

Yeah.

Yes.

Please, take a seat.

Something to drink?

Uh, it's okay.

I'm not really thirsty.

So what brings you here, Juan?

It's Martha.

Martha.

She very kindly delivers
my laundry from time to time.

A great woman.

Yeah.

Well, she found a
little dog in the street,

you know, and she thought...
- Oh, my gosh.

She thought it'd be happier
here, you know, with you.

Really?

What a little marvel.

It's an Australian labradoodle.

You know, most are imported illegally.

Many that go unsold get killed by the
dealers or tossed out the car window.

That's likely what
happened to this little guy.

He's injured his back leg.

Oh poor, poor thing.

Well, don't you worry.

He fell from heaven
to exactly the right place.

I'm gonna call you gorgeous.

Yes.

Be sure to thank
Martha for me

and tell her if there's anything
I can do, just ask.

Well, actually, she has a small problem.

Go ahead.

Well, there's a gang
in town led by a guy.

Goes by El Verdugo.

The executioner.

Who just opened a bar
on 3rd Street, is that correct?

Yeah, yeah.

Okay, what about him?

In the last few months,
he's been squeezing

store owners in our neighborhood
for protection money.

We pay up like everybody
else, but the guy,

I mean, he's just bumping
it up almost every week.

Now, Martha can't afford it.

You know, she had to sell
some of her personal furniture.

She inherited it from her folks.

Tell Martha I'll see what I can do.

Thank you.

I'll put it in his mouth.

And then I'll shit on him.

Hello?

Hello, Mr. El Verdugo.

I'm sorry to have to call you by
this name, but it's the only one I have.

Who's this?

Don't worry, I'm not with
the police department,

the feds, or any of your
other known enemies.

Under these circumstances,
in fact, I'm your only friend.

First of all, for your own good
health, I want you to sit still.

It could be very dangerous for your future,
assuming you're thinking of starting a family one day.

What's the matter?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Yes.

Ah, do I have your attention now?

Si.

What's your name?

Morales.

What's your first name, Mr. Morales?

Diego.

Diego?

No.

Do you like children, Diego?

Yes.

You realize you need what my dog
has its fangs on the half of them, yes.

Yes.

Here's the deal.

I let you have children, and in
return, you leave the delightful

Martha alone so she too can raise
her children in peace and happiness.

Who the fuck is Martha?

She's an old lady who runs the
laundry on the corner of Sixth Street.

Try taking her your dirty
clothes and not your dirty tricks.

She'll do a fabulous job on them.

How do you like my deal?

I don't get what the fuck you're saying.

I'll sum it up for you.

Quit extorting the
hell out of her or my

dog gobbles your
gonads right this second.

Got it now?

Yes.

We have a deal?

We have a fucking deal.

You realize that breaking
a deal would be in complete

contradiction with your values
and mine, Mr. Morales, yes?

Si.

Wonderful.

Now give the phone
back to Mickey, please.

Let's go!

Let's go!

Don’t just stand there!

Bring him back alive!

Come on, come on.

Wine-colored days warm like the
sun The velvet night when we are one

until we die My life is yours, and all because
You came into my world with words so softly

Melvin, it's not me who's stopping
you from seeing your son as the

judge, and you know you're not
supposed to come near the house.

Look, can you stop, please?

You're scaring my mom.

No, I'm not bringing him to the park.

It's not good for me
and it's not good for him.

The best thing for you to do
is take care of yourself, okay?

Hello?

Melvin.

Hello?

Fuck.

Excuse me, no parking, ma'am.

All right, officer, go ahead.

Ma'am?

God.

Need an escort officer.

Thank you.

I was allowed to go to your house to
bring you some things, as you asked.

Thank you.

It was ... pretty messy at your place.

Yes, erm ... I'm usually very tidy.

You need some help?

No I'm OK.
Thank you.

Caramel latte with whipped cream, right?

Perfect, thank you.

I know I shouldn't.
Sugar's bad for me.

Cutting out all of life's little pleasures
is even worse, don't you think?

You must be exhausted.

You only got a few hours sleep.

A good coffee and
I'm ready for anything.

Anyway, your story is very fascinating, and I
still have no news on when and where they're gonna

transfer you, so I would
love to ask you a few more

questions about your
childhood, if you don't mind.

Well, it's a bit late for
that, don't you think?

Meaning?

To train an animal well, the
earlier you start, the better.

I'm too old to be
retrained, don't you think?

Do you find talking about your
childhood awkward or uncomfortable?

No.

I'm just not used to it.

Actually, it feels like it
probably does me some good.

No one exists without a past, right?

Well, they say the past is
the root that becomes the tree.

True, but roots are invisible.
Why dig them up?

Because it does you good.

Touche.

So what do you want to know?

How did you get out of that cage?

I see them!

Look at this.

Oh ooh ... this is great.

Wait and see what Dad's gonna
do to your puppies when he finds out.

He'll make dog food out of them.

Richie, please.

Don't do that.
- Or else?

Don't do that, Richie.
Richie, please.

My brother, Richie,
betrayed me once again,

went into the house
and told my father.

My father was a sick man.

He hated the world,
starting with himself.

He didn't love life.

He tried to constantly destroy it.

Move.
No, no.

No, please.
Please.

Move, I've had enough of you.
- Please don't hurt them.

I'll look after them.
- Move !!!

- Move or you get it!

I'll feed them

Get out of the way!
Open it!

Open it!

I came out with a shotgun to
prove some kind of point

and I wouldn't get out of the way, the
gun went off and I lost a finger.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

Dad, Dad, Dad!

It's okay, it's okay, it's okay.

No, stop, stop.

I got this, I got this, I got this.

Let's go inside, let's go inside.

You didn't do anything,
it's not your fault, okay?

Come on, come on.

No, Dad, Dad, Dad, Dad, listen to me.

Go inside, come on, come on.

It's okay, I got this.

It's not your fault, go inside.

Come on, come on.

Go!
I got this, okay?

You see?

You refuse to understand.

You refuse to accept the error of your
ways, and you behave like an animal!

You do not deserve
God's love, only his mercy.

Amen.

Moby, you see this?

Car.

I want you to find them
... and give them this.

The police car.

You got that?

The car in the back.

Go, Moby.

Go, Moby.

Whoa, chicken mutt.

What's up, little fella?

He looks like he's trying
to tell us something.

Is it one of your informers?

Very funny.

I'm going straight up
to the second floor.

You cover me on
the stairs, all right?

Let's go.
Come on.

Go upstairs.
Let's go.

Jesus.

We're gonna need backup.

Ambulance and social services.

Come on, let's go.
It's done.

- Don't move.
Hands off the gun now!

This is the police!
Put your hands on your head!

Put your hands on
your head, right now!

That might have been the best day of
my life if by unfortunate coincidence the

bullet hadn't ricocheted off the wall
and launched itself into my spinal cord.

I was free at last, but God had
deprived me of legs to enjoy my freedom.

I do believe in God,

But I think at that point
in my life, the question

I asked myself was,
did God believe in me?

I see you are fitted with
a system of leg braces.

Can you walk?

A bit.

They allow me to take
steps in emergencies.

But the bullet was in a
very delicate position.

And right or wrong, the doctors
didn't want to risk taking it out.

So with every step I take, there's
a chance of my bone marrow

emptying out to the body,
which is not highly recommended.

I can walk, but only to my death.

Very Shakespearean, don't you think?

And your father and your
brother, how long did they get?

Father got 20.

Killed himself two
weeks after his arrest.

I guess he didn't have
my capacity for cage life.

And your brother?

My brother got 12.

Thanks to God and good
behavior, he only served eight.

Did you ever see him again?

Yes, ... I did.

The day he was released.

Release papers?

Get out of here.

They let him out in the
morning, and one of my more

diligent dogs, Paulie,
was there waiting for him.

Your dogs killed your brother.

No.

God, in his great wisdom,
put him out of his misery.

Excuse me, ma'am.

Thank you.

Mind if I have a bite to eat?

Please do.

It's not exactly good,
but my appetite's back.

I don't know, maybe it has
something to do with your presence.

That's good.

But as a matter of
procedure, I must tell you

that our conversations
are being recorded.

There's a camera on the ceiling.

Two, actually.

I know.

You want one?

No, thank you.

I see here that, uh, after you
were discharged from the hospital,

You were sent to a care
home, the first of several I see.

Do you have any
recollection of that time?

I swapped out one prison for another,
more spacious and comfortable,

sure, but without my dogs,
my isolation was even greater.

You didn't make any friends?

No.

Dogs have a real sense of family.

Even when they come from
different breeds, they rally

around in the bad times
and form a solid, united entity.

The kids I met in the
homes were already scarred

and beaten by life,
incapable of uniting.

They only listened to
their survival instincts.

When you see dogs love their
friends and bite their enemies,

quite unlike people, you
always have to mix love and hate.

You ever have any
romantic relationships?

That's not true.

There was one, actually.

Selma.

Hello.

Douglas, right?

I'm Selma.

The librarian tells me
you're a great reader.

Have you read this before?

Do you know Shakespeare?

Oh, my God, I'm about
to change your world.

Shakespeare is the
greatest writer of all time.

You can imagine, all these
playwrights are inspired

by this man that wrote
plays 400 years ago.

And the best one, in
my opinion, is Macbeth.

She was a counselor,
taught a drama class.

As beautiful as the sunbeams, she
could talk about Shakespeare like nobody.

She taught me how to put on makeup.

She said that if you didn't like your
reflection, you just had to change it.

You know, nothing proves that the
reflection in the mirror is fake and we are real.

Maybe the reflection is convinced
that it is reality and we simply copy.

I've never met anyone like her.

Okay, your turn.

Moustache.

I can't.

Of course you can.

You can do anything you want.

You can be a king or a prince.

You can be a beggar or a flower.

Anything you choose.

Okay, okay.

She said the theater
was like a religion,

a proposition that the true
believer experiences as reality.

And remember, if you can play
Shakespeare, you can play anything.

as in truth I speak to you
as if from some high hill.

True, and you kill
me from that high part,

that one harsh word
fall upon my heart.

My ears have not yet drunk a hundred
words of my tongue's utterings yet.

I know the sound.

Art thou not Romeo and Montague?

Neither, fair saint,
if either thee dislike.

My dearest love, Duncan
comes here tonight.

And when goes hence?

Tomorrow, as he purposes.

Oh, never shall some admirer see.

Now, mother, what's the matter?

Hamlet, you have offended your father.

Mother, you have offended my father.

You may indeed say so, for it was
that hand that gave away my heart.

A liberal hand.

The hearts of all gave hands.

But I know heraldry
is hands, not hearts.

My name, dear saint, is hateful to
myself because it is an enemy to thee.

Had I written, I would tear the word.

Romio.

Let all those who love me follow me!

When I was alive at last, I could
fully express myself, my whole body.

I was what I wanted to
be, and the barriers of

reality were dismantled
by makeup and verse.

You see, while the real
world constantly rejected me,

the imaginary one opened its
arms and welcomed me fully.

And in this new kingdom,
Selma was my princess.

You loved her?

Madly.

Did you tell her?

I was getting ready
to, but one day she left.

The theater group in
Boston suburbs had hired her.

I was happy for her talent deserved far
better than a home for juvenile delinquents.

That's for sure.

Did you lose track of her?

I followed her every step.

She struggled to begin with.

But Selma had too much
talent and love not to succeed.

Very soon, she started working
with more professional outfits,

and within a few years, she
worked her way up to Broadway.

And eventually, I was able to
get the courage to go and see her.

She was beautiful.

And I asked one of
the security guards if I

could go backstage,
and he let me come.

Come in.

Sorry to bother you, Selma.
There's someone here.

Says he's your number one fan.

He knows you, and can he say hi?

Sure.

I was absolutely terrified that
she wouldn't remember me.

But she did.
Instantly.

Oh, my gosh.
Douglas!

Douglas!

O, there you are!

Look how you've grown!
Are you kidding?

Look at this outfit!
Decked out like a prince!

I wanted to throw these to you at the
end, but I was scared for my position.

They wouldn't hit the stage.
- They're beautiful.

Come on, let's go get them in a vase.
This is amazing.

I was only thinking about you the other
day, wondering what happened to you.

I'm warning you, I want
the full story. Shoot.

Okay, erm...

Well, I kept reading.

That could be what I do best.

Then I passed a number of exams.

I did a college course.

Ah, fantastico.
You must have made friends there.

No, it was an online course.

The campus was too far
from the home I was in.

I only went once a
month for exams and stuff,

but it didn't stop me from
getting my B.Sc in biology.

A B.Sc?
That's really good.

What was your dissertation about?
- Dogs.

Ah.
I should have guessed.

You were always talking
about them back then.

Look, they're beautiful.

Not as beautiful as you.
- So sweet.

And acting, you kept up with it?
- A bit.

It's not really the same
without you, though.

I hope so.

But I followed your
career from the beginning.

Really?

Look, I cut out every
article I could find

since your very first
production in Boston.

You did this?
- For you.

You like it?

This is the most beautiful gift
anyone has given me in a long time.

And she seemed genuinely
happy that I was there.

And then...

Come in.
- What a show.

Ah, thank you.
- They loved it.

Thank you.

Douglas, this is Bradley, my director,
who also happens to be my husband.

Hey, Doug.

I heard a lot about you, man.

- Cool.
He's also the future daddy of my baby.

Douglas.

Congratulations.
How long have you been...

Two weeks.

Really? That's fast.
You're already pregnant.

You mean Bradley?

No, we met three years
ago and took our time getting

to know each other and
got married last winter.

And the baby really is new.

You're one of the first to know.
I haven't even told my family yet.

I'm... I'm flattered.

That's ... cool.

Look babe, look
Douglas made this for me.

Really?

He kept every article
about me since I started out.

Wow.

- Isn't it adorable?
It's beautiful.

That's true artistry, man.

Wow, wow, wow.

So you're a member of the Klan, right?

You're in the artistic family?
You're in the show business?

No.

I'm in the dog business.

So that evening, I
went back to the shelter

where I'd been working
for the past five years.

I felt so ... so stupid.

And she was older,
gorgeous, and successful.

And I was just this guy in a
wheelchair, who even...

even if he could walk, I would
have no idea where to go.

How could I think for one second
that she felt anything but pity for me?

Nooo!
Nooo!!

Their love for me was so genuine, true,
pure, without any trickery or pretense.

Dogs never lie when
they talk about love.

What happened next?

I adapt.

Again.

I'm sorry, I don't understand.

You want to shut down the shelter?

The state is running a
huge deficit and the new

governor has launched a
drastic cost-cutting program.

Funding to your organization
has been stopped.

The funding I receive has been cut in half
every year for the last three years, but

thanks to donations and regularly placing
dogs, we cost the state next to nothing.

You have done remarkable work.

We fully understand
that, but we have received

numerous complaints for
various kinds of nuisance.

Oh, nuisance such as?

Such as odors.

City Hall have decided to
sell the land to a developer.

Oh, so it's all about money.

We're just carrying
out orders, you know?

Yes, I know.

And what happens to the dogs? We release them
and ask them kindly to go back to their families?

I guess they'll be taken
to a more suitable facility.

I know what that's like.

Going from home to home and never
getting a shot at rebuilding your life.

Your record here is beyond reproach.

I am sure social services will
soon find you another position.

So when's the big day?

In theory, Monday morning, 6 a.m.

We can ask them for
more time if you like.

Get you an extension.

Thank you, though.

I'll see you on Monday.

Okay, uh, Monday.

Good morning, sir.

Good morning.

Firstly, we bring out the manager.

The guy's in a wheelchair.

It's a bit of an oddball.

And we take care of the dogs.

Understood.

What the fuck?

We'll be okay here.

Polly, tell the others, okay?

Call me beloved,
and I'll be your baptist.

Henceforth I never will be Romeo.

What man art thou that's bescreened
in night so stumblest on my counsel?

By a name I know not
how to tell thee who I am.

What's in a name that
which we call a rose?

by any other word would smell as sweet.

So Romeo would, were he
not Romeo called,

retain that dear perfection which
he owes without that title.

Romeo, doff thy
name, and for thy name,

which is no part of
thee, take all myself.

I take thee at thy word.

Call me but love, and
I'll be new baptized.

Henceforth, I never will be Romeo.

Did you ever see Selma again?

No.

She had two children
in quick succession.

She quit acting.
Her husband turned to beer.

Even the stars fade
and go out in the end.

The place where you were living,
it was pretty well-equipped.

How did you do that?

I help people.
People help me back.

Yes, but it must have
cost a lot of money, right?

True.

To begin with, it was difficult.
I had to pick up a job.

But I had trouble finding one.

My biology degree couldn't even open
the doors to a fast food restaurant.

Oh, we don't smell
the flowers. Come on!

You might try and
pay for those.

Sorry, we don't have anything right now.

Sorry.

Beautiful, Annie.

Beautiful.

Thank you, Annie.

Cher, you were on just after this
number and before the magician.

Let's do him a favor?
- Oh.

Um... Rodney?

Yes?

I came about the ad at the door.

Sorry, I'm...
- Oh, the bar job.

We found someone. I'm sorry. I
forgot to take the ad off the door.

I'm sorry.
Have a good day.

Oh, actually, I was thinking
maybe another job.

I'm an artist, too, you see.

You mean, like, do an act?

I know all of Shakespeare by heart.

Kid, you're in the wrong theater.
This is a drag show.

No, I understand,
but I'm...

If you can perform Shakespeare,
you can perform anything.

I also know a whole repertoire of old
songs, so I have that to offer as well.

I'm sure you can
perform, but get this.

Folks come here
to have fun, not to

watch some cross-dresser
in a wheelchair.

I can stand.

For one song.

Rodney, come on.

Give him a chance.
Just give him a little one.

He stood.
- Come on

Rodney, please.
- Oh, for me.

No, he stood.
- Come on. Look at him.

Yes.
- One night.

Yes.

Does he love me?

I want to know.

How will I know if he loves me so?

Is it in his eyes?

Oh, no, you'll be deceived.

Is it in his smile?

The big reveal...

Girls, the crowd tonight
is a little quiet,

so if we could just bring up the
energy, that'd be perfect.

Cher?
Huh?

Could you shut up for a second?
Wow.

Rude.

Douglas, you're on in two minutes.

You look beautiful.

Thank you.

I thought you couldn't
walk without those.

I can't, but I can stand still...
for a moment.

Are you sure about this?
- Yeah.

Just don't leave me
over there at the end.

No, of course not.

As soon as the song is over.

I need you to be there to
pick me up. Promise me.

I promise you I'll be there.

Give it up for our fantastic magician.

Wasn't he incredible?

Unfortunately, though, our
magician will be taking a short

sabbatical after the teeniest
and tiniest of incidents.

Next up for you, we have
something you've never seen before.

A completely new kind of...

Yeah.
Okay.

Okay.

We'll be right here.
Okay.

Good luck.

Now, without further
ado, let me welcome to the

stage the French diva
herself, Miss Edith Piaf!

Oh, my God.
My words as well.

Je revois la ville en fête et en délire
Suffoquant sous le soleil et sous la joie

Et j'entends dans la musique les cris et les rires
Qui éclatent et rebondissent autour de moi

Et perdu parmi ces gens qui me pousculent
Et tout dit, désemparé, je reste là

Quand soudain je me retourne, ils se reculent
Et la foule vient me jeter entre ses bras

Emportés par la foule qui nous traîne,
nous entraîne, écrasés

l'un contre l'autre, nous
ne formons qu'un seul corps.

Et le flot, sans effort, nous
pousse à enchaîner l'un et l'autre,

et nous laisse tous deux
épanouis, enivrés et heureux.

Entraînés par la foule qui s'élance et qui danse
Une folle par en dehors de nos deux mains reste soudée

Et parfois soulevés, nos deux corps enlacés s'envolent
Et retombent tous deux épanouis en y briser

Et la joie que l'a poussée par son sourire
Me transperce et rejaillit au fond de mon âme

Mais soudain je poussais un cri parmi les rires
Quand la foule vient l'arracher d'entendre mes bras

Emportée par la foule qui
nous traîne, nous entraîne,

nous éloigne l'un de l'autre,
je lutte et je me débarque.

Mais le son de ma voix
s'écouffe dans le rire des autres

et je crie de douleur, de
fureur et de rage et je pleure.

The curtain!
Close the curtain.

Douglas, come here.
Come here, sit down.

Are you all right?
You all right?

This is why you don't trust the warden.

So, you were a hit?

Well, let's not exaggerate.

I was sufficiently
convincing for the boss

to hire me once a
week, every Friday night.

I have to admit, I couldn't
wait for Friday to come around.

It was my only moment
where my reflection

succeeded in making
me forget my image.

So, the show was your
only source of income?

No.

I was a kind of matchmaker. I'd
study the profile of the client

and suggest companions
that had similar interests.

Your main activity was
placing dogs in homes with

people who were looking
to break their solitude?

Yeah, mostly.

Mostly?
What does that mean?

I also offered protection services.

And how big were these protection
services in your business plan?

People want to be loved and protected.

That's all anybody's
praying for all day long.

But I'm guessing the pay
was nowhere near enough.

You still needed money to
rebuild and look after your dogs.

Well, the answer came
from my dogs, actually.

How?
What do you mean?

Not only were they my
best friends, my most faithful

companions, but they
also understood everything.

Absolutely everything I told them.

Plain flour?

Thank you.

I'm gonna need...

250 grams unsalted butter.

Thank you.

And ... two large eggs.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Be a darling and fetch me some sugar.

We're gonna make a very nice cake.

I believe in the
redistribution of wealth.

Do you know that the 100 richest
people are richer than the poorest billion?

Yes, I do.

It's outrageous, but
that doesn't mean

that your actions are
not against the law.

Laws are written by the
rich to control the poor.

It should be the other way
around, don't you think?

You're right.

But that doesn't mean
you get to be judge and jury.

I suppose you're right.

I plead guilty.

If you were earning a living,
why continue stealing like that?

For the kicks?

No.
Far from it.

I think that when society rejects a
child, makes them an outcast, they take

everything that was never given to them as
a way of making amends for the injustice.

Don't you think your explanation
is just a play on words?

I mean, a delinquent
is a delinquent, right?

Nobody is born a delinquent.

You become one through circumstance.

If God had wanted he could have made
me a pianist, a florist, or a doctor, even.

Why didn't he?

Looking after dogs is just as good of a profession
as any other, why continue the home invasions?

I stopped.

A few months ago.

What made you do that?

A chance encounter.

Monsieur..

Ackerman.
Insurance.

Come right this way.

Sir.

Morning, ma'am.
Ackerman.

I'll be your claims adjuster for today.

Thank you for agreeing to see me.
- Please take a seat.

OK.

So what do you want to know?

Just, you know, tell me
the whole story, I guess.

Well ...

we came back from the United Nations
gala, around 1 o'clock in the morning.

I took off my necklace, put it
on the dresser, as I always do.

Oh, not in the ... safe?

Because I do believe
that you have a safe, right?

No, I was far too tired
to come back down here.

I see.

And the staff?
What about the staff?

Have they all left?
- Oh, long gone.

I locked the front door myself.

The dogs, you didn't hear
the dogs bark last night?

No, not at all.

I'm a very light sleeper, too.

I would have heard them.

Was the window open?

All the windows are tight shut.

Well, except for one
in the bathroom, but

it's far too small for
anyone to get through.

Hmm.
I see.

And, uh, what time did you
realize the necklace was missing?

When I woke up at 7
o'clock the next morning.

So... Okay, so let me get this straight.

So the jewelry vanished
sometime between the hours of 1

and 7 in the morning from a
locked house with you in it?

Exactly.

Now, if you think that I'm making
this whole story up to cash in for

the insurance... Well, far be it for
me to suggest otherwise, ma'am.

Your reputation
speaks for itself, but

you have to admit it's a, you
know, it's a tricky equation to square.

Well, isn't that why you're here?

Yes, indeed.

As requested, the footage
from the security cameras.

There are 12 cameras
all around this house.

None inside?

No.

We appreciate our privacy.

Ma'am.

1.04 a.m.

A woman arrives home, and nothing till
7 in the morning when the maids arrive.

Whoa, whoa.

Back it up a fraction.

Back it up.

What are they doing?
Looks like they're greeting someone.

What's that?

Yeah, a stray dog enters the property, they play
for about five minutes, and then it takes off.

Go forward.

Go frame by frame.

Forward, ... forward.

Right there.

There, the dog.
See, it's got the necklace.

The dog's got the necklace.

It's hard to say for sure.
Could be its ID tag.

You get the tapes from last month,
the burglary on Virginia Street?

Uh, yeah.
Yeah.

Why don't you go get him, Jerry?

There.

Go back.

Back, back, back, back.

See?
What did I tell you?

There's another dog.
There's a dog right there.

It's tough to call, sir.
Could be a fox.

They have a chicken run in the backyard.
- Oh, is that what you think, Jerry?

Why don't you go get the
tapes related to similar cases?

Now, Jerry.
Yeah.

There!
See right there?

See that?
Keep going.

There.
- Oh, shit.

See?

Aha!

This, my friend, this
is the work of an artist.

Outside the barracks, by the
corner light I'll always stand

and wait for you at night

We will create a world for two

I'll wait for you the
whole night through.

For you, Lily Marlene.

For you, Lily Marlene.

Bugler tonight, don't
play the call to watch.

I want another evening with the chums.

Then we will say goodbye and pass.

I'll always keep you in my heart.

With me, Lily Marlene.

With me, Lily Marlene.

Give me a rose to show
how much you care.

Tie to the stem a lock of golden hair.

Surely tomorrow

You'll feel blue, but then
will come a love that's new.

For you, Lily Marley.

For you, Lily Marley.

MUNROW, Douglas

It's you, Lily Marlene.

You looked so good.
- It was so good.

You looked fantastic.
You looked beautiful.

I am so proud of you.

Girls, are you decent?
Good.

Marlena, darling, you
have a gentleman caller.

She's got fans now.
Hello.

Hi, sorry. I just wanted
to congratulate you.

Wow. That was awesome.
I'm a total fan.

Thank you.
- Yeah.

May I?
Sorry.

May I?

Yeah.

My mother's family came from Germany,
so I know all those songs by heart.

And believe me when I say
you gave a magnificent rendition.

Well, coming from a specialist, I
appreciate the compliment even more.

Perform every night?

No, once a week.

Oh, good call.

Yeah, you know, the rarer
something is, the greater its value.

It's true.

Which night?

Friday.

Now you know where to
find me every Friday night.

Look, I know this is
rather, uh, bold, but...

May I invite you to dinner with me?

I'm just dying to get to know you.

You already know the
best part of me, darling.

The rest isn't worth
wasting your time on.

Ah, you are much too
modest, like all true artistes.

I don't know what
you do for a living,

sir, but you'd make
one hell of a salesman.

I work in insurance.

That makes sense.
They're the worst.

When you're right, you're right.
You are so right.

But, you know, under
the suit, there's a man.

A man worth getting to know.
- I'm sure.

Or worth getting dinner with, at least.

Come on.
Have dinner with me.

I know you want to have dinner with me.
- That's very sweet of you.

And I appreciate the offer.
But I need to get home.

I have my children to feed.
I hope you understand.

Well, apologies if I
came on a little strong.

No, not at all.

But I will see you next Friday?

With pleasure.

Yeah.

Whoa.

It's just, you just, you made my night.

What was that?

Oh, my God.

Is it real?
- Yes.

How often does that happen to you?

Well, quite often.

You sure you got the right address?
- It's just a shortcut.

I just need a little fresh air.

Think you could help
me with my chair, please?

Sure.
- Thank you.

Hey, what's up?

Okay, good dog.

Kids, get ready.
We have company.

While I admire your persistence, sir.
This is verging on harassment.

I could sue for this.
- Oh, be my guest, pal.

I'll tell the court about your dogs
that you trained to steal from houses.

My dogs are as free as
the air you breathe, sir.

They've received no particular
training from me, I assure you.

I have several dozen videos
that prove the opposite,

and some of the protagonists
live in this very room.

I also have a list of all the
valuables that were stolen,

jewelry mostly, which you have
no hesitation flaunting on stage.

That's cute, but I don't steal.
I contribute to the redistribution of wealth.

Very different things.

Fine by me, but let's
redistribute it differently.

Okay? If you don't mind.

Oh, so it's all about money.

Uh, yes!

It's all about money!

Money, money, money.

Always sunny in the...

Honey, whatever the fuck
you are, the show is over, okay?

You're gonna hand
over the rocks that you

must have stashed
somewhere in all this mess.

Do not try telling me that they're in a
bank, because you have zero accounts.

I checked.

Hmm?

Don't fuck with me.
Give me the fucking rocks.

I really do not want
to shoot a handicapped

person today,
but I fucking will.

70, 80, 70.

70, 80, what is that?
What are these numbers?

It's my vital statistics
and the combination

to the safe over
there in the closet.

Oh, fuck yes.

Now that you're a rich man, I'd be
happy to accept your dinner invitation.

Take a seat. Dinner will
be ready in two minutes.

You want to have dinner with me?

Sure.

Why wouldn't I?

I mean, to be completely honest,
it's not very often that I get visitors.

Besides, money has never been
what drives me, and all those necklaces

would definitely get more use
around the necks of pretty ladies.

You're insane.

Thank you.

Take a seat.

Do you like chili?

Well, you know, it depends.

My mother used to make it all the time.

I used to love watching her cook.

To be honest, I'm so
hungry I could eat a horse.

That's lucky.
It's ready.

You are aware that we're talking
about a serious criminal act here, right?

Dog eat dog.

It's just a simple
law of nature, isn't it?

You know, my profession
demands the strictest

confidentiality with
regards to our discussions.

Should I, however, be witness even indirectly
to a criminal act that resulted in a death,

I am legally obligated to
report any information that I may have.

I'll plead self-defense.

You risk the death penalty.
You realize that?

I've already died several times.

This one could be the last.

Well, if it's God's will.

At the end of the day, I'm just a
puppet at the end of his strings.

No, you're not.

Things happen in life
true, and most of the

time, there's nothing
you can do about it.

Ultimately, it's our reaction
that matters the most.

I mean, you can be sad.
You can be desperate.

You could fight or you
could laugh about it.

It's really up to you.
It's your... your decision.

No one else's.

It's called free will.

God invented it.

How often did this type
of situation happen?

Which kind of situation?

Killing a man.

Oh.

No, ... not until yesterday.

What happened yesterday?

God sent his angels of the apocalypse.

No!
Please!

Please!

Are you sure he lives here?
Yes, yes, yes, I swear to God.

There's a crosscut there
at the end of the hallway.

But there's dogs.

Okay, I believe you.

Now, find me this motherfucker.

Come on, let's go.

Time for war, everyone.

What's up?

The fucking dog.

Go check, go check.

Mierda.

Go around, go around.

Okay, I'll go this way.

You go that way.

Okay, okay.

Vamos.

Mierdaaagh.

Damn! Are you okay?

Rico!

Bring in the artillery.

Ah, shit.

It's over, kid.

We had a deal.

I thought we had a deal!

But as we've known for so long, these are
just sentiments that lead to a person's downfall.

You're the devil.

I'm sending you back to hell.

If it's God's will.

I guess God is not on your side today.

Cheers.

Thank you.

That's a cute lighter.

Wanna keep it?

Sure.

Thank you.

Are all those dogs yours?

Yes, they're my babies.

I don't know what they're
going to do with them.

Don't worry.
They know exactly what to do.

I think I've asked enough
questions for today.

I'm gonna take some
time and process all of this, and

figure out how I
can... how I can help you.

That's very sweet of you.

And you've already
helped me a lot, actually.

You're right.

I need to make a decision about my life.

Perhaps I have
to pay the ultimate

price to earn the
right to be by his side.

Today is Sunday.

It's the Lord's day.

The right day to ask him this question.

Thank you, Doctor.

Evelyn.

Thank you, Evelyn.

Can I ask you one more question?

Sure.

What made you open up to me?

We both have something in common.

Yeah, what's that?

Pain.

Are you done?

Yes.

I'm done.

Hey, guys.

Here I am.

For you.

I am standing for you.

I am standing for you!

I'm ready.

I'm ready.