All language subtitles for Nine.Days.2021.BluRay.x264.AAC5.1-[YTS.MX].en[cc]

[HIGH-PITCHED TONE DRONING]

[TONE FADES]

[♪♪♪]

Hi, Amanda.

Heh, good morning.

Hi.
Hey, baby.

Hey, honey, laundry's done.

Amanda. No, no, no.

Let's hear it. Come on.

AMANDA: Yeah!
All right.

[PLAYING CLASSICAL TUNE]

[ALL APPLAUDING,
CHATTERING EXCITEDLY]

WOMAN:
Happy birthday, Amanda.

[ALL CHEER]

[SOLOING]

[MUSIC ENDS]

[ALL APPLAUDING]

CONDUCTOR:
Good, good, good.

All right, good job, everybody.

We'll see you tomorrow
at 5 p.m.

So eat well, rest well.

And if anyone has any problems,
don't let me know.

[ALL LAUGH]

All right, good.

Amanda.

That was really good.

AMANDA:
Thanks.

[OVERLAPPING CHATTER
ON TELEVISIONS]

What's up, Rick?
RICK: Come on, guys.

Oh, how's it going, man?

That's a nice bag, man.
[PEOPLE LAUGH]

RICK: Please, stop it.
Oh, this is nice.

RICK: Give me my bag back.
It is pretty nice.

RICK: Come on,
I'm gonna be late to class.

Come on, please.
Give it back. Stop, please.

[ON TV]
♪ A breakup is hard... ♪

[MAN COUNTING IN SPANISH
ON TV]

♪ When I'm still in love
With you ♪

♪ I thought we'd be true... ♪

[MAN SPEAKS IN SPANISH,
THEN RESUMES COUNTING]

♪ Till the end of time... ♪

[WOMAN EXCLAIMS, LAUGHS ON TV]

[GUNSHOTS ON TV]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

♪ You said you would
Never leave ♪

♪ But what's this that I see? ♪

♪ A breakup is hard... ♪

[DICK FLOOD'S "WARNING SIGNS"
PLAYING]

♪ I can't believe ♪

♪ These warning signs ♪

♪ My anxious heart... ♪

WOMAN 1: Honey, I'm exhausted.
MAN 1: I'm gonna crash.

WOMAN 2:
Just call him right now.

[MAN SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

MAN 2:
Bye-bye.

[SIREN WAILING]

[VIOLIN PLAYING
CLASSICAL MUSIC]

[DOOR CLOSES]

[FOOTSTEPS ON GRAVEL]

[WIND WHISTLING]

[♪♪♪]

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING
AND SIREN WAILING ON TV]

[TV AUDIO FADES AWAY]

[AMANDA BREATHING DEEPLY ON TV]

[AMANDA HUMMING
"YOU ARE MY SUNSHINE"]

[JOINS IN HUMMING
"YOU ARE MY SUNSHINE"]

[ORCHESTRA PLAYING
CLASSICAL MUSIC]

[♪♪♪]

[WATCH ALARM BEEPING]

[BEEPING STOPS]

[KNOCKS ON DOOR]

Hi, I was
just around the corner.

I just thought
I'd bring you some supplies.

Did you come to bring supplies,

or to watch the concerto?

Uh, both.

[CHUCKLES]
Mm.

[GROANS SOFTLY]

Some of this food's
had an anniversary.

Mm.

Anything else
you want me to bring?

No, I have everything I need.
Love.

WILL: What?
Love is all you need.

What's new? See Rob's
working on his heart attack.

Kate's got a new boyfriend.

Fucking hated the other one.
RICK: Leave me alone.

Rick's still being bullied.
Stop. Come on.

[SIGHS]

Come on, please.

Leave me alone. Stop.
[SIGHS]

[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]

When's Luiza getting married?

Will?
WILL: All information

is in her cabinet.
Yeah, I know,

but when's she getting married?

In eight days.
Oh, perfect.

Got a window there.

Thanks for the invite.

Beautiful dress.

♪ Well, I got me a cowboy hat ♪

♪ To stick a feather in ♪

♪ Then I found a t-shirt... ♪

Fernando's doing much better.

Right, she's heading
to the concerto.

What time does it start?

At 6:00.

So why's she driving so fast?

[TIRES SQUEALING]

AMANDA: No!
[CAR CRASHES]

[EXHALES SHARPLY]

Will.
Huh?

What did you say?

Have you seen
anything different?

No.

No?

Yes.

Yes?

She had some problems sleeping.

But she always had problems
sleeping before big concertos.

Yeah.

Well...

Nothing we do now
is gonna change anything.

[MUSIC PLAYING SOFTLY ON TV]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING
ON TELEVISIONS]

WILL:
I heard her tires squeal.

[TV CLICKS ON]

[HIGH-PITCH TONE DRONING]

Try to get some rest, eh?

Tomorrow you got
a lot of work to do.

Do you like it, Amanda?
AMANDA: Mm-hm.

Good.

[TAPE WHIRRING]

[AMANDA HUMMING
"YOU ARE MY SUNSHINE"]

AMANDA'S MOM: Aww.
[HUMMING STOPS]

Who did you draw here, Amanda?

AMANDA: My friend.
Yeah?

Is this the friend
that we never see?

AMANDA: Mm-hm.
WOMAN: The friend again.

AMANDA'S MOM: Heh, do you
ever talk to your friend?

AMANDA: Not really,
but he's always with me.

What's your friend's name?

AMANDA:
Will. His name is Will.

[VCR CLICKS]

[♪♪♪]

[HIGH-PITCHED TONE DRONING]

[WIND WHISTLING]

[♪♪♪]

[KNOCKS ON DOOR]

Hi.

Hi.

Please, come in.

Thank you.
Mm-hm.

My name is Will, by the way.

May I call you...

Anne?

Sure.

May I take your picture?

My pleasure.

[POLAROID CAMERA WHIRRING]

[GIGGLES]

[CHUCKLES SOFTLY]

How old are you, Anne?

Four.

Four minutes?

Four hours.

And some minutes.
Hmm.

When did you learn how to speak?

I don't know.

I think
I always knew how to speak.

Do you know why you're here?
Strangely, yes.

Do you mind if I say it
out loud, just to...

make it official?
Okay.

As you know,
you are being considered

for the amazing opportunity
of life.

If, after this process,
you are selected,

you will have the chance to be
born in a fruitful environment

where you can grow,

develop, and accomplish.

Would you like to be
considered for this position?

I would.
Before we get started,

may I call you...

Mike?
Yes.

Maria?

Alexander?

Kane?

Yeah.

[CAMERA CLICKING, WHIRRING]

Do you have any questions?

Am I dead?
I wouldn't say

you're alive or dead.
Are you the boss?

I would say, a cog in the wheel.

[CHUCKLES]

That sounds intense.

How long is this process?

Hard to pinpoint exactly,

but if you make it
until the end, nine days.

So I have nine days.
Yes.

Or less.

After that?

If you're selected,

there is an extension
as a newborn.

If not,
I would say it's the end.

By "extension," do you mean

I carry on
the memories from here?

No. No memories.

But you'll still be you.

What's the difference
between, um,

being here

and being alive?

Any feeling, sensation, emotion,

much less intense here.

How can you be so sure of that?

Because of a previous experience
as a living person.

So you were picked.

You sat where I sat,
and you won.

Yes.

And what did you achieve
as a living person?

Unfortunately I can't answer
any questions on the subject.

Okay.

I have a task for you.

No right or wrong answer.
[DOOR CLOSES]

Just say whatever comes to mind.

[WILL WHISTLES]

You gonna sit there?

From here on,
you're not Anne anymore.

You are a war prisoner

in a concentration camp.

You were sent here yesterday
with your 11-year-old son, Nick.

Very smart boy,
but quite rebellious too.

This morning,
Nick tried to escape

but was caught
by a sadistic guard

who wants to hang him.

Nick is right here...

standing on this chair,

with a cord...

around his neck.

This small piece of furniture
is the only thing preventing

your beloved son
from being killed,

when the guard says,
"Pull the chair."

[SHOUTS]
Pull the chair!

Pull the chair! Pull the chair!

[LAUGHING]
My God.

If you don't pull this chair,

not only will I kill your son,

I'll kill everyone else here.

Shit. Uh...

Would you pull the chair or not?

No right or wrong answers.

Just say whatever comes to mind.

Anne.

Uh...

I wouldn't pull the chair.

Can you tell me why?

Well, if I pull the chair,
my son will die for sure.

But if I don't, there's always
a chance the guard is bluffing.

WOMAN:
I would pull the chair.

Why?
Because I don't care.

Because it's my fault
that my son tried to escape,

so it wouldn't be fair

if everyone else died
because of us.

[CHUCKLES SOFTLY, THEN STAMMERS]

I mean, do I have another kid?

I'd attack the guard.

I'm not sure if you understand

the concept of firearms,

but attacking the guard
is a losing battle.

Losing battle like what?

Like attacking a bear
with nothing but your hands.

And what makes you so sure
I would lose that fight?

Thank you
for sharing that with me, Anne.

I think I have
everything I need.

I think I have everything
I need.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Thank you.

Oh, thank you.

I should go.
Thank you.

I will go.

Unless you want me...
Unless you have more ques...

Mm-mm.
Nope? All right.

Other door.
ALEXANDER: Yup.

Sorry.

Still learning
the lay of the land.

[♪♪♪]

[PLAYING CLASSICAL SOLO]

[VCR CLICKS
AND TAPE WHIRRING]

[TIRES SQUEALING]

AMANDA:
No!

[TIRES SQUEALING]
[KNOCKS ON DOOR]

No!

[VCR CLICKS AND TAPE WHIRRING]

[VCR CLICKS]

[TIRES SQUEALING]

No!

[TAPE WHIRRING]

[TIRES SQUEALING]

No!

[VCR CLICKS AND TAPE WHIRRING]

[KNOCKS]

Got any tea left?

You just enter the house now.

I can never resist a brew.

There's some tea in the kitchen.

Got to get back to work.
Be my guest.

Oh, yeah, Daniel's got his head
deep in pizza.

It's his second one.

[CHUCKLES]

Jeannine's been on the toilet
now for 25 minutes.

She should've never had
the shoyu chicken, you know.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

You not gonna get that?

Everyone else came on time.

[DOOR OPENS]

KYO:
Please, come in.

I'm Kyo.

WOMAN:
Nice to meet you, Kyo.

KYO:
This is the official entrance.

Welcome.

Please, sit.

This is Kyo.
He'll be helping me tonight.

Yes, we got introduced.

Good. My name is Will.

May I...
Nice to meet you, Will.

May I call you Emma?

Any problem?

Actually...

May I choose something
for myself?

It's just temporary.

If you're selected,
you get another name.

But if I'm not selected,

then it is the only one
I'll ever have.

Pick another name.

Anything you want.

I like Emma.

Emma it is.

Emma, may I take your picture?

Yeah.

That won't be necessary.

[CLICKS, WHIRS]

Sorry, it's a bit flashy.

WILL:
Thank you, Kyo.

Emma, do you know
why you're here?

Yes.
All right,

before we get started,
do you have any questions?

Is Kyo your boss?
[SNICKERS]

I've never thought
of it that way, but, uh, no.

I would not hire Will.

EMMA: You're an interviewer too?
He's not allowed to interview.

Why?

Unfortunately, uh,

I've never been alive.

All right.

I have a task for you.

I'll start a story.

You tell me how it ends.

Just say whatever comes to mind.

Your name is no longer Emma.

You are a prisoner of war.

What kind of war?
Just listen.

You were sent
to a concentration camp

with your 11-year-old son, Nick.

This morning,
Nick tried to escape

but was caught by a sadistic
guard who wants to hang him.

Nick is on this chair,

with a cord around his neck.

This small piece of furniture
is the only thing

keeping your beloved son
from being killed,

when the guard says,

[YELLS]
"Pull the chair."

Pull the chair.

If you don't pull that chair,

not only will I kill your son,

but all the other prisoners
here. Do you want that?

[CRASH SOUND]

Will, Will.

[WHISPERS]
Pull the chair.

What would you do?

I'm afraid
I can't answer that question.

Why not?

Well, the way you put it,

the guard is gonna kill my son
no matter what I do.

Correct?
Correct.

Why?

Because he is a bad man.

Why?

Because that is the way it is.

Because that's the way
the story is,

or because
that's the way the world is?

Would you pull the chair or not?

I'm really not sure
if I can answer your question

if you don't answer mine.

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING
ON TELEVISIONS]

Interesting interviewing style
you got there.

So, what'd you think of her?

She didn't answer my questions.

How bad is that?

Everyone else answered them.

Maybe she's more unique
than everyone else.

Or maybe she's most likely
to fall on the battlefield.

You always talk as if
you're sending them to war.

And you always talk as if you've
been alive to know anything.

Excuse me?
You're excused.

Listen, Will, I'm not gonna
argue with you again.

Do whatever you want
to yourself.

Cut your dick off with
a plastic knife if you want.

But for the selections,
it's my duty

to point out
what I saw here, and that...

That was unique.

Thanks for the advice.

Thanks for the tea.

[HIGH-PITCHED TONE DRONING]

[SIGHS]

Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay...

[SIGHS]

Hello.
Welcome back, Alex.

Heh-heh. Thank you.

Hey, wonderful.

Congratulations on making it
to the second day.

Thank you. It's a nice surprise.
Thanks.

Let me show you the house.
Oh, okay, I get the tour.

Lamp.
Oh, lamp. Nice.

Hot. Okay.

This is the kitchen.

Oh, wow, look at this.

Very nice. You like
these two colors, don't you?

[REFRIGERATOR DOOR OPENS]

Feel free to take
anything you like.

[CHUCKLES]

Careful what you say.
Careful what you say.

Oh, look at these guys.

Wanna show you the bathroom.

Yeah, sure, sure.
Yeah, love that.

This...

...is the bathroom.

Hot. Cold.

May I... turn it on?

Sure.

[FAUCET SQUEAKS]

And this is where
you can see through the eyes

of everyone
I've previously selected.

[OVERLAPPING CHATTERING,
ON TELEVISIONS]

Wow.
Mm-hm.

What should I do now?

Just watch them.

And anything you like,
write it down.

Can I write anything?

Anything you like.

WOMAN [ON TV]:
Megan.

Come here, sweetheart.

[CHILD CHATTERING]

[HIGH-PITCHED TONE DRONING]

What about this one?

That's where you want to be
when this process is over.

[CHUCKLES SOFTLY]

[RAPS ON SCREEN]

If you need anything...

I'll be in this room here.

ALEXANDER:
Oh, Will?

Yesterday, you said,
I only have nine days.

Did you start counting
yesterday,

or did you start counting today?

WILL:
Yesterday.

But try not to think
too much about it.

Oh, okay.

[♪♪♪]

BULLY: Hey, Rick.
RICK: Come on, guys.

[PEOPLE LAUGHING]

RICK: Leave me alone.
Whoo!

[RICK GROANS]
[BULLY LAUGHS]

BOY:
Come on, dude.

[CROWD CHEERING
AND WHISTLE BLOWS]

[MEOWING]

[WOMAN SPEAKING IN SPANISH]

[GULLS CAWING]

WOMAN: No, it's not that cold.
MAN [LAUGHS]: Oh, my God.

[WOMAN LAUGHING]

NEWSCASTER: ...two
11-year-old girls are missing.

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY,
THEN AUDIENCE LAUGHING]

[LOUD LAUGHTER]

[CHUCKLES]

[GIGGLING]

[COMEDIAN SHOUTING,
AUDIENCE LAUGHING]

That was good.

[BOAT HORN BLOWS]
[WRITING RAPIDLY]

WILL:
Is everything okay here?

Oh, yeah.

What's that?

Oh, it's nothing.

Can I see?

Oh, really, it's not anything.

If it's not anything,
let me see it.

It's... It's a work in progress.

Mike.

Okay, but it's not done.
I just started.

It's nothing, just...

[SOFTLY]
It's beautiful, Mike.

No, it's not.

That is beautiful.

Why would you want to hide this?

Sorry, I don't know.

Don't you like it?

No, I hate it.

I hate it.

May I have it?

You really want it?

Mm-hm.

Okay.

But can you
not show anybody else?

I won't.

It's a beach.

It certainly is.

[♪♪♪]

AMANDA'S MOM:
Amanda.

Amanda, what are you
doing up there?

AMANDA: Climbing.
Come down now, please.

AMANDA: It's okay.
Don't you...

Don't you dare think
about climbing any further.

AMANDA'S DAD: Okay, Amanda,
come on. One, two, three, go.

[AMANDA & DAD EXCLAIMING]

AMANDA:
Yeah.

AMANDA'S DAD:
All right. Whoops.

Sorry, Mr. Man.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Are you finished?

Not yet.

So...

You want some?
No.

Don't you get hungry?

I'm like you.

I don't get hungry,
but I can eat.

So why don't you eat?
Because I don't get hungry.

Is that really
the point of eating?

For me, it is.

All right.

EMMA:
Will?

What's it like?

What?

To be alive.

[♪♪♪]

Maybe you'll find out.

[CLATTERING]

[GRUNTS SOFTLY]

[CLAMORING IN SPANISH ON TV]

["LA NOCHE ETERNA" BY ÉL MATÓ
A UN POLICÍA MOTORIZADO PLAYS]

[ALL LAUGHING]

[GENTLE ACOUSTIC
GUITAR MUSIC PLAYS]

[WAVES CRASHING
AND GULLS CAWING]

[WOMAN CHUCKLES]

[MAN SLURPS, SWALLOWS]

[GIRL SCREAMS EXCITEDLY]

[♪♪♪]

[BREATHING DEEPLY]

[CHILD LAUGHS]

[GIRL LAUGHS]

[ALL LAUGHING]

GIRL:
Oh, my God.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

Fernando.

[SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

[FERNANDO LAUGHS,
SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

WILL:
Is everything okay here?

Mm-hm.

Why is he in a wheelchair?

I read your papers.

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY
IN SPANISH]

What'd you think?

I think you can be
more selective.

You remember all of them?

Pretty much.

Do any of them
ever remember you?

No.

Once. In childhood,
one remembered me.

But it didn't last very long.

Why do you think that happened?

I have no idea.

[HIGH-PITCHED TONE DRONING]

[DOOR OPENS]

What do you think?

It's good.

Very good.

Is, uh, there anything
you didn't like

that you want me to improve?

It's better
not to think that way.

What way?
I don't want you to do

what I think is right.

I want you to do
what's right for you.

Right, but in the end,

you still come
and judge me, right?

And how does that make you feel?

How it makes me feel?

[CHUCKLES]

Listen, Will.

I only have seven days
left here, okay?

So I'd appreciate if you were
just straightforward with me.

Just tell me the rules,
I'll play the game.

No.

I'm changing the assignment.

Okay, to what?

I want you to pick
something you don't like.

A moment I don't like?
Mm-hm.

Should I write that down too?
You could take notes,

but we'll just talk about it.

I'll work hard on this.
Mm.

WILL:
Do you have any questions?

Question? Yeah. When are we
gonna grab a beer together?

A beer?
I saw bottles in the fridge.

You gotta have a grill.

We can slap some steaks on,
call some chicks.

I'm kind of busy these days,
but thanks for the invite.

All right, well,
this was a great conversation.

[BEEPING
AND MECHANICAL WHIRRING]

MIKE:
Hello?

Oh, Mike.

Can you come with me?

Did I do something wrong?
No.

You didn't do anything wrong.

I knew I...

I knew...

that I wasn't good enough.

This has nothing to do

with being good or bad.

So this is the end of it.

I guess we never
really got started.

Mike.

It's not about
the time that you spend.

You've been here a few days,

but you've lived every second

with honesty and intensity.

There's no shame in that.

[DRAWER OPENS]
Now...

I want you to think
of what you saw on those TVs

and pick a moment
truly meaningful for you.

I know it's not much,
but if you allow me,

I will do my best to recreate
that moment for your experience.

I'm sorry.

Don't be sorry.

You're good.

Thank you.

[WIND WHISTLING]

KYO: So I was helping
Joan a couple of weeks back,

and she had this candidate.

Oh, this guy, I mean,
he was a right pain in the ass.

Kept banging on like,
"Where? How? Why?" all the time.

And so Joan came up with
this really good argument like,

"We don't know, just like

the people in the TVs
who don't know."

You know, and that,
to me, was mind-blowing.

Maybe there's
another parallel dimension

where someone interviewed me,

and she or he sent me here,
and I just can't remember.

I mean, can you imagine it?

Right now there are people
sat in their chairs,

like, rooting for us,
judging us,

laughing at my jokes,

and those people are being
watched by someone else too,

who's being watched
by someone else,

who's being watched
by someone else,

who's being watched
by someone else.

It's deep, that, innit?

[SIGHS]

[GRUNTS]

Tag. You're it.
[GIRL LAUGHS]

You're it now.
[ALL LAUGHING]

[HAMMERING IN DISTANCE]

[HAMMERING CONTINUES]

Do you need something?

What is this?

It's a last wish.

I don't get it.

A candidate was eliminated, so...
Oh.

I asked if there was a moment
he would like to experience.

A last wish.

We're making a moment here.

I can't picture a moment here.

Neither can I.
Just following orders.

Let me help.

WILL: You won't get
extra time for your assignment.

I already finished for today.
KYO: You can sand.

I don't have time
to teach her how to sand.

I can figure it out.

KYO: Looks like
we got a natural here.

[GRUNTING]

Kyo?

Yeah.
If you could pick a moment,

what moment would you pick?

A moment?

A moment
you'd like to experience.

Okay, don't laugh.

I won't.
Well,

in the movies,

when they climb
the top of the mountain, uh,

they usually yell something out,

so they can hear
their voice echoing.

Okay.
I'd take a deep breath, and...

[IMITATES TARZAN YELL]
[LAUGHING]

[CONTINUES YELLING]

You're... You're laughing, Emma.

I'm laughing with you.

You're...
Oh, laughing with me, okay.

[GRUNTS]

What about you, Will?

I've lived before.

I know.

Is there a moment
you'd like to...?

There is no moment.

Not a single one?

From your whole life?

Enough.

Why do you say that?

You're the one who's lived.
Why say...?

Enough.

Kyo, can you please
help me take this inside?

EMMA:
Does every interviewer do that

for the candidates
who get eliminated?

No, only him.

What happened to him?

When he was alive?

Will was...

special.

Special how?

Too good.

Too kind.

Too sensitive.

But isn't that a good thing?

When I first saw Will, he was
still in one of those TVs.

Talented, but struggled
his whole life

to fit into a world
different from him.

Did have love inside him.

Maybe too much.

Too much love,
no one to give it to.

You know,

we can't do a lot from here,
we really can't,

but there were days
I wished I was with him,

just to let him know he wasn't
alone as he thought he was.

[♪♪♪]

[WIND WHISTLING]

[SOBBING]

[EXHALES SHARPLY]

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING
ON TELEVISIONS]

It's match point.
Everything in his favor.

One-love, 40-15, his serve.

He hits the ball. Net.

So he tries again,

but more nervous now. Out.
[MAN GRUNTS]

I think,

"He's done it a thousand times.
He'll be all right."

MARIA:
Out. Net.

Net.
MAN [ON TV]: Oh, come on.

MARIA:
It's all downhill from there.

So close to winning, but...
MAN: Damn it.

He let his emotions
get in the way.

So in that situation,
you would do what?

I'd fight through it.
Good.

ALEXANDER: She takes the box,
puts the doughnuts in, and passes it on.

She takes the box, puts the
doughnuts in, and passes it on.

She takes the box, puts the
doughnuts in, and passes it on.

She takes the box, puts the
doughnuts in, and passes it on.

Did I tell you,
she takes the box,

puts the doughnuts in,
and passes it on?

Mm.

I've been watching this one kid,

Rick, for the past few days.

How's it going, man?

And every time I see him,

his classmates
are picking on him.

Hurting him, stealing from him.

We're not pressing that hard.
GIRL: Rick.

I don't like
what the kids do to Rick,

but what I really don't like

is what he doesn't do.

He never reacts. He never
does anything. He just takes it.

What would you do
in his position?

I would hit back.

So you're justifying violence.

Well, it's not...

It's not violence
if you didn't start it.

Then what is it?

Justice.

It's the only way...

It's the only way
you would get them to stop.

So?

I did what you asked me.

And I observed several people.

And I chose one that I have
been watching very closely.

And what don't you like
about this person?

He hates himself.

He thinks he's a failure,

and that everything he does
is worthless and shameful.

And no doubt that
he's experienced so much pain

to a point where he felt so much

that today he just wants
to feel nothing.

And the numbness,
it makes him feel safe now.

But I know that...

it's really just poisoning
what is left of him.

And deep inside,
I think he knows it too.

This man...

He sounds irreparable.

He thinks so.
[CHUCKLES SOFTLY]

But I know that
there's still something left.

KYO:
Will.

Sorry to interrupt,
but Mike's here.

WILL: Mm-hm. Feel free to spend
the rest of your day in the TV room.

[CLATTERING]

[CLATTERING
AND KYO SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY]

Oh, all right. Come in.

Stay here,
and no matter what happens,

don't let him see you.

[SAND CRUNCHING]

[WAVES CRASHING OVER HEADPHONES]

[GULLS CAWING
OVER HEADPHONES]

[GULLS CAWING BECOMES
DISTORTED, ECHOING]

[WATER SPLASHING]

[CHILDREN CHATTERING PLAYFULLY
OVER HEADPHONES]

[SHOUTS]

[SHOUTS]

[WATER LAPPING GENTLY]

[GULLS CAWING]
[WAVES CRASHING]

[BREATHING DEEPLY]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[WILL TAKING TREMBLING BREATHS]

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING
ON TELEVISIONS]

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

WILL:
Thank you for your help.

The candidate
really enjoyed the moment.

Glad to hear that.

The man that you were
talking about this afternoon...

In high school, he was
a part of this theater group.

He never liked it.
No one liked him either.

Nevertheless...

two days
before the opening night,

the main actor, Sam,

got really sick.

He wasn't the best
to replace Sam, for sure,

but he had the best memory
in the group,

and Sam's monologues
were quite long

to be memorized
in such a short time.

So for the next 48 hours,

this poor kid read
and reread that monologue,

hundreds upon hundreds
upon hundreds of times,

right up until the minute
before the curtains opened.

Hands sweating,

shaking.

But when he stepped
on that stage,

something weird happened.

This warm feeling came to him,
as if he was...

no longer invisible.

He was all over the stage,

becoming one
with all those watching,

and the words
vibrating everywhere,

yet no longer coming from him,
but through him,

as if his body
was nothing but a vessel.

He can't explain it
even looking back now.

A glimpse of something
he'd never touched before...

and would never touch again.

That's the moment he would like
to experience again?

No.

Not at all.

Why?

Because...

it would make him
feel alive again.

[♪♪♪]

I'm telling you this because
I think you've got talent.

But if you really want
to survive that,

you're going to need
to become tougher.

Tougher than this man ever was.

And how do I know

the man is telling the truth,

now that I find out
he was once a great actor?

WILL: Then I searched
through her adult life,

and I couldn't
find anything either.

There were bad moments, but she
always handled them really well.

Now look at this.

She got the violin to the car.

If she wasn't driving
to the concerto that day,

why would she take
the violin with her?

One thing
stood out to me, though.

You probably remember
that she rarely cried.

No tears, nothing.

She never let it out.

The only time she did that...

[PLAYING CLASSICAL SOLO]

was when she played the violin.

It makes me wonder
if there was a part of her

that she was always hiding,

like something
that she never showed,

that we never saw, because...

Why are you doing this, Will?

Just trying
to figure out what happened.

We can't figure out
what happened there.

[TAPE STOPS]

I need to know.

Why?

Because it's my duty
to know for a fact.

Your duty is to choose someone,

and mine is to make sure
you chose well, in my opinion.

And in my opinion,

she was the best choice.

No matter if she did it
on purpose or not.

You feel the same?

[TAPES CLATTERING]

Will.

KYO:
See you tomorrow.

[♪♪♪]

[WIND WHISTLING]

RICK: Come on, let me go.
[BULLIES CHATTERING]

Let me go.

What would you do?

Come on.

I would talk to them.

Let me go. Come on, guys.

That's not going to work.

Come on.

I would talk to them again.

WILL: You find a wallet
in the street with $500 in it.

What do you do?

I'd take the money,

but I'd donate
half of it to charity.

Why do you donate
half of it to charity?

So you don't ask me
why I took the money.

WILL: Your mother makes
cookies for your brother,

but not for you.

What do you do?
[SCOFFS]

There's gonna be
a delicious spit glaze on them,

I'll tell you that much.

My God. That's about to bite.

[MUSIC PLAYING QUIETLY]
Hey.

That's what I'm talking about.
[PEOPLE CHATTERING, LAUGHING]

Look what I found in the fridge.

Hey, all right.

[CHUCKLES]

Okay.

Heh-heh. Hey.

To our six-day friendship.

[CHUCKLES]

Only three more to go.

Ah, that's nice.

WILL: You learn you have
six months to live. What do you do?

I travel the world.

WILL:
What do you do?

I empty our bank accounts

and call a divorce attorney.

What do you do?
I get a ride

with one of my coworkers.

WILL:
What do you do?

I poison him.

[CHUCKLES]

Here are the rest of the tests.

Thank you.

Will.
Yes.

Yes, Maria.

I, uh...

Oh, I think I forgot.

[CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY]

Well, if you remember,
I'll be in the other room.

Thank you.

[FOOTSTEPS DEPARTING]

[KNOCKS]

I... I left my assignment
on the desk.

Thank you, Maria.

[♪♪♪]

[PAPER UNFOLDING]

[KNOCKS ON DOOR]

Hi, Will. Uh, this is Colleen.
Colleen, this is Will.

Nice to meet you, Will.
Kyo talked a lot about you.

Wish I could say the same.

Can we come in?

Who is she?

Colleen's an interviewer too.

A great one, just like you.

So you just bring all the other
interviewers to my house now?

Well, by coincidence, uh,

she chose someone
who knew someone you chose.

As in, they knew each other
in the real world?

Yeah.

Small real world, isn't it?

Who did you choose?

Cecily.

Amanda's cousin.
[GIRL LAUGHING]

COLLEEN: You know,
they were so close at that time.

I always remember
Amanda and Cecily

watching that cartoon
together after school.

The one with
that purple talking horse.

What was the name of that show?
Uh, "fire" something.

The Wildfire.
Yes, The Wildfire.

Cecily was crazy about that one.

She had like five shoe boxes
filled with all the toys.

You know, the horses,
the girl, the king, the queen.

Except, uh...

Lady Diabolyn.
Yes.

Only Amanda had that one.

Only Amanda.

Forget how she got it.

She played for one
of the composers of the show.

[SIGHS]
That kid.

You must be
very proud of her, Will.

You know, like you,

I've been alive too, and it's...

Let's not talk about me,
shall we?

They found this
after Amanda died.

[VCR CLICKS]

[WILL MUMBLING]

I didn't see her write it.

Sometimes it's hard
to keep track of all of them.

KYO:
You can't record everything.

Just go.

Please, just...

Just go.

I'm sorry it's hard to hear.

But I just want you to move on.

[SOFTLY]
Out.

Just give him some time.

Do you know how hard it is

for me to watch you do...?
Get out!

[CHATTERING ON TELEVISIONS]

[SOFTLY]
She didn't do this.

She didn't do this.

She didn't do this.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[♪♪♪]

[SCREAMS]

[FERNANDO SHOUTS IN SPANISH]
He went this way!

[DOG BARKING]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[CONTINUES SHOUTING IN SPANISH]
Stop!

Raise your hands and put them
behind your head! Now!

Put your hands
behind your head or I'll shoot!

Don't make me shoot!
Wait!

[GUNSHOT]

[GASPING]

[GROANING, WHIMPERING]

No.

No, no, no.

No, no, no!

Diego. Diego!

[DIEGO SPEAKS SPANISH]
Don't worry, man.

Just press here.
Hurry!

I can't feel anything.

[VCR CLICKS]

Is this Fernando?

WILL:
Yes.

If you were this person in that
situation, what would you do?

Emma?

I need you to answer.

I don't know the answer.

How could you know?

If I could be there
in that situation...

That's not possible.
Yes, I know,

but that's why I can't answer.

I'm gonna ask you one more time.

What would you do?

I don't know.

[SIGHS, THEN INHALES DEEPLY]

[SMACKING HANDS]

Are you okay?
[GASPS SHARPLY]

[DOOR OPENS]

[GUNSHOT]

[FERNANDO GASPING]

[GROANING, WHIMPERING]

[VCR CLICKS AND TAPE STOPS]

What would you do?
I wouldn't think twice.

The moment he moved,
he'd be dead.

[EXHALES DEEPLY]

[DIEGO SPEAKING SPANISH]
He's losing a lot of blood...

[CHUCKLES SOFTLY]
[VCR CLICKS AND TAPE STOPS]

WILL:
So...

what would you do?

I don't know. I don't know.

I can't even understand
what they're saying, heh.

You think it's funny?
No, it's just a joke.

It's just a joke.
It's a joke for you?

No, it...
Come on, this is heavy shit,

heavy shit,
and I don't understand

why we can't just relax.

This is so tense.

Heh, thank you.

[GROANING]

Come on.

If you were in this situation,

what would you do?
I don't understand

why this is necessary.

This is pain.
[SHUDDERING]

What you're feeling right now
is nothing

compared to what people feel
when alive.

[CRYING]
Stop.

[WHIMPERING]

Is this...

Is this because
of what I wrote to you?

No.

It isn't.

I knew I shouldn't
have written that letter.

But something inside me...

I couldn't stop it.

So I thought that...

maybe it meant something.

That maybe you felt

the same way.

I'm sorry
if you misunderstood, Maria.

I would like for you to write
down a moment truly meaningful...

I had a chance.

I had a chance,
but I threw it away.

[WOMAN SPEAKING IN SPANISH
ON TELEVISION]

Are you not gonna get dressed?

I'm fine.

Okay.

[JOHANN PACHELBEL'S
"CANON IN D" PLAYING]

[SNIFFLES]

[BIRDS CHIRPING
AND "CANON IN D" CONTINUES]

[PRIEST SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
[CHUCKLES]

[GUESTS EXCLAIM, LAUGH]

[EXCITED CHATTER IN SPANISH]

[WHOOPING, LAUGHTER]

[EXCLAIMING IN SPANISH]

KYO:
Congratulations, Will.

She looks happy.

I have to get back to work.

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING
ON TELEVISIONS]

Sorry to keep you waiting, Alex.

It's all right.

I wanted to apologize
for yesterday.

Come on, Will, it was my...
It was my fault too.

I should've taken your question
a little more seriously.

I also wanted to thank you

for everything that
you've been doing here.

[SIGHS]
That's nice to hear.

I've had... It's my pleasure.
Mm.

My pleasure.

[CLEARS THROAT]

But I have to tell you that...

What do you have to tell me?

I have to tell you
that you don't fit

the vacancy you're applying for.

And that means?

I'm not choosing you, Alex.

But I want to thank you for
your hard work and dedication

over the past eight days.
You've come very far.

Please, I'm just...

If you could
just give me one more chance.

I just want one more chance.
That's it. That's all I need.

There's nothing I can do.
Just one more chance.

I know
you were pissed yesterday,

and I'm telling you, I promise
that won't happen again.

That's not it.
That's what I'm telling you.

That's not it.

Then what is it?

What is it?

I'm asking for another chance.

You can't do that for a friend?

I thought we were friends.

Since I'm not choosing you...

I would like for you
to write down a moment

truly meaningful for you.

I will do my best
to recreate that moment.

Please.

Please, Will. Please.

I made my decision.

I'm sorry.

God, you're pathetic.

You stay in this house,
and you judge everyone

and everything,

but what have you done, huh?

What have you done?

Who the fuck are you
to judge us?

[LAUGHS]

You're afraid.

You're afraid.

And you want everybody else
to be afraid too.

That's it, isn't it?

Not me.

I'm not jumping
on that train, man.

[CHAIR SCRAPES
AND FOOTSTEPS DEPARTING]

WILL:
Thank you for coming.

[LIGHT CLUNKS]

[PROJECTOR CLICKS]

[ANTONIO PINTO & MANU JULIAN'S
"EN NA RUA" PLAYING]

[CAR HORNS HONKING FAINTLY
AND INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[LEAVES RUSTLING]

[BIRDS CALLING
AND INSECTS TRILLING]

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

[MARIA BREATHING SHARPLY]

Will.

[SOFTLY]
It's okay.

[WHISPERS]
Please.

[CRYING]
Please, please.

Don't let me go.
Please, don't let me go.

It's okay.
Please, don't let me go.

[SOBBING]
It's okay.

Please, don't let me go.
It's okay.

I don't want to go.
I don't want to go.

It's okay.
I don't want to go.

[HUMMING
"YOU ARE MY SUNSHINE"]

[MARIA JOINS IN HUMMING]

[CHUCKLES]

[BOTH CONTINUE HUMMING]

[STOPS HUMMING]

[MARIA EXHALING SLOWLY]

[WILL STOPS HUMMING]

[HIGH-PITCHED TONE DRONING
AND INDISTINCT CHATTERING]

[DOOR CLOSES]

I thought I told you
to dismiss her for today.

I'm sorry. I forgot.

She doesn't fit.

Why do you keep her
in the house, then?

Hmm?
All right.

I'll eliminate her tonight.

What? Why?

She didn't show me
what I needed to see from her.

Let me guess. You want her to be
tough? Maybe kill someone?

You want me to pick
another prey like I did before.

A prey?

KYO: Prey? What the fuck
are you talking about?

Last week Amanda was your pride
and joy. Now she's a failure?

She's not a failure.

You wouldn't understand,
because you're...

Because I've never been alive?
Yes.

That what you're gonna say?
That's what I was going to say.

You know, what I hate most about
you is that look in your eyes

as if you think
you knew everything

when you just shat
on the opportunity you had.

"Opportunity."

I hope you have it.

I hope you have it so you can
stop this nonsense jealousy.

I'm not jealous.
You can't even see it.

It's not about me or you.
It's about giving her a chance.

Great.

That's a great idea.

I send flowers, and other
people send pigs to eat them.

It's Rick.

RICK:
Fuck you, man.

What happened?
[CLATTERING]

He reacted.

RICK: I'm gonna kill you.
BULLY: Fuck.

RICK: You're gonna
hit me, and then run?

[BOTH GRUNTING]

[DOG BARKING]

[GROANS]

[RICK GRUNTING]

[RICK SCREAMS]

[AMANDA PLAYING
CLASSICAL VIOLIN SOLO]

[ALEXANDER SIGHS,
THEN TAKING SHUDDERING BREATHS]

[SOLO CONTINUES]

[SHUDDERING]

[WHIMPERING]

[SOBBING]

[VCR CLICKS]

KYO:
What are you thinking?

All right.

Why do you think she did it?

She's dead, Will.
Why's it matter?

Twenty-eight years watching her,

and I couldn't see
a warning sign.

Even if you saw all the signs,
what could you do from here?

Nothing.

I couldn't do anything.

All I can do is send them
to that shithole

and say, "Survive it."

It's a shithole?
It's a shithole, heh.

Hole full of shit.
Yeah. I get the metaphor.

Because you're smart.

Very smart, Kyo, and I'm dumb.

Very, very dumb. I couldn't
even see it when I chose her.

See what?

That she's just like me.

You had great potential, Will.
You know that.

Potential for what?

To fail? To give up?

What about the good memories?
Huh?

Good memories, bad memories,

they're all
just the same right now.

It still hurts...

in a way that no one can see,
and only I can feel.

And now...

Now what?

Now I know
she felt the same way.

[FLAMES CRACKLING]

[HIGH-PITCHED TONE DRONING]

[DRONING STOPS]

[MUFFLED HEARTBEAT]

[♪♪♪]

[DOOR OPENS]

KYO: Welcome, madame.
Hi. Good evening.

KYO:
Like to come this way?

EMMA:
Well, the place looks lovely.

KYO:
Yeah, we just had it done.

Um, Kane?
Yeah.

This is Emma.

Hi.

Hi. It's a pleasure to meet you.

Pleasure's all mine.
I have to go back now.

Please, take a seat. A delicious
dinner will be served.

Thank you.

[CHUCKLES]
[CHUCKLES SOFTLY]

Last day.

Yeah.

Are you afraid?

Of what?

What might happen?

No.

Are you?

I think so.

I saw this a few years ago,
and it just...

Ugh, it just gives me
the shivers.

I'm watching this girl
as she's driving back home,

pissed out of her head,

and her mate's in the back,
completely wasted.

Then, boom,
car passes over the bump.

Her mate wakes up,
desperate to puke.

[IMITATES ELECTRIC BUZZING]

Electric windows are broken.

[MUFFLED, SLURRING]
"Stop the car. Stop the car."

And mate just keeps driving.
[LAUGHS]

What does he do?

He pukes, but in his mouth.

[MAKES RETCHING SOUND]

He's trying to keep
her mom's car clean,

so he heroically swallows
everything back.

[CHUCKLES]
[EMMA LAUGHING]

And the taste is so fucking bad.

And as this puke is going down,

it just starts
coming back up again.

And now he's swallowing it.

Puking, swallowing it.
EMMA: No.

She's driving to get back home.
He opens the door.

[IMITATES VOMITING]

[KYO CHUCKLING]

It's your go, champ.
KANE: What?

A story, uh,
more disgusting than mine.

[EXHALES SHARPLY]

I don't have a story like that.
Mm.

Oh.

All right.

[SNIFFS]

It's not a puke story,
but, um...

A few days ago,
I was watching the news

of two middle-school girls
who went missing.

Everybody started
looking for them.

Initially their parents
were really hopeful

that it was just a prank
or something, right?

Well, two days later,

the authorities found out
that they were dead.

Turned out their 60-year-old
English schoolteacher

raped and murdered those girls,

and then buried them
in his backyard.

Now, when the police
asked him why he did it,

he said, um...

because he was
in love with them.

That was fucking disgusting.

I don't think
that was the type of disgusting

he was referring to.

No, but it's what
I find disgusting.

Okay.

I'm just curious why you decided

to bring up this isolated case...

Isolated case?
Mm-hm.

Stuff like that happens
all the time.

All the time?
Yeah.

I feel like
you're bringing up an exception.

An exception?
Are you kidding me?

What world
have you been watching?

The same world
you've been watching.

I don't think you have.

Every single day,

someone hurts someone else.

Every single day, someone
takes someone else's life.

Every single day,
someone takes their own life.

Why are you focusing on that?

Why are you not
focusing on that?

Emma, why don't you tell us
your disgusting story?

Okay.

Um...

Two days ago,
I was watching a young woman

who happened to have
a big poop clogging her toilet.

KYO:
Oh, I like the premise. Go on.

So she kept trying to flush it,

um, but it would
just stay there.

Until she brought a guy
to her apartment.

And, of course,
the first thing he wanted to do

was use her bathroom.
So she freaked out.

She was like,
"Just give me a minute."

She ran in there,
locked the door.

She opens a new toothbrush.

And then she begins to rub

that gigantic mass of poop.

And she rubs it,
and rubs it, and rubs it,

until the bowl
is sparkling clean.

Um, later on,
they were spooning,

heh, and he whispers in her ear,

"Babe, thank you so much
for leaving me that toothbrush.

I really love the soft ones."

KYO: Oh, God.
Is that it?

No, because five minutes
before he told her that,

they were
passionately making out.

[LAUGHS]

[KYO, EMMA & KANE LAUGHING]

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

[DOOR CLOSES]

WILL: Now that you've had
the chance to get to know each other,

possibly see some things
maybe I haven't,

I have a simple request.

I would like for you to tell me

why the person
sitting next to you

doesn't deserve to be alive.

Who wants to start?

[DOOR OPENS]

[♪♪♪]

WILL: I have to tell
you that you don't fit

the position
you're applying for.

I know it's not easy
to receive this kind of news,

but I would like for you
to take advantage

of the remaining hours

to write down a moment
truly meaningful for you.

It's not much.

But if you allow me,
I will do my best

to recreate that moment
for your experience.

You can take your time.

[INHALES SHARPLY]

[SLIDES PAPER ACROSS DESK]

You have to choose
something else.

But I can't think
of anything else.

[PEN CLATTERS]

I'm sorry.

[FOOTSTEPS DEPARTING]

[DISTANT DOOR CLOSES]

WILL: Some hours
after you leave the house,

you'll feel it,
as if you weren't here anymore,

and your senses were
becoming unbearably sharper...

and stronger.

It's your new beginning.

You'll never remember me,

or anything else
that happened in this place,

but as I said before,
you'll still be you.

Thank you.

There's nothing to thank me for.

I'm really sorry about Emma.

Um...

Emma's here to say goodbye.

He's, uh, busy
with some other work.

I understand.

You've still got some time left.

Um, do you want me
to wait with you?

Oh, no. No, thank you.

I think I would rather be alone.

Okay.
Mm-hm.

You know, we've come a long way.

Nine days.

Nine days.

Emma.

It's been a pleasure.

The pleasure's been mine.

[DOOR OPENS]

[WIND WHISTLING]

She's gone.

EMMA:
Will...

Probably by the time
you read this,

I'll no longer exist.

I'm sorry that life
didn't go the way you wanted,

and that all the pain
you went through

doesn't allow you to see
what I can see right now.

I took the freedom to write
all the beautiful moments

that I experienced
in this house.

Look attentively, and you
will always find these moments.

Please, don't take them
for granted.

Because in my nine days here,
I never did.

Emma.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[♪♪♪]

[IMITATING TARZAN YELL]

[LAUGHING]

[GIRLS LAUGHING]
[SINGING INDISTINCTLY]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[DOOR SLAMS]

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Emma!

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[PANTING]

Have you ever
Reckon'd the earth much?

Spend this day

And night with me

And you shall
Possess the origin

Of all poems

I...

I celebrate myself

And sing myself

And what I assume
You shall assume

For every atom belonging to me

As good belongs to you

I loafe and invite my soul

I lean and I loafe at my ease

Observing a spear

Of summer grass

Ahh.

My tongue

Ow!

[BOTH LAUGH]

Every atom of my blood

Born here

From parents born here

And their parents the same

As their parents the same

I, now 37 years old

And in perfect health begin

Hoping to cease not till death

[EXHALES SHARPLY]

[WHISPERS] The smoke
of my breath Echoes

Ripples

Buzz'd whispers

Love-root
[CHUCKLES]

Silk-thread

Crotch and vine

My inspiration and respiration

The passing of air and blood

Through my lungs

The sound of the belch'd words
Of my voice

[SHOUTING]

[EMMA JOINS IN SHOUTING]

Loos'd to the eddies
Of the wind

A few light kisses

Mwah. Mwah.

A few embraces

The reaching around of arms

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[SIGHS]

The play of the light

And shade on the trees

As the supple boughs wag

The delight alone

Or the rush of the streets
[CHUCKLES]

Or along the fields
And hill-sides

The feeling of health

[SHOUTING]

[JOINS IN SHOUTING]

The full-noon trill

[SINGSONG]
The song of me

♪ Rising from bed
And greeting the sun ♪

Hey, sun

Sun

[SCATTING]

Sun, sun, sun

Sun, sun, sun

Sun, sun

The last scud of sun

Holds back for me

It flings my likeness
After the rest

And as true as any
On the shadow'd wilds

It coaxes me to the vapor

And the dusk

I depart as air

I effuse my flesh in eddies

And drift it in lacy jags

And to die

Is different

Than any one supposed
And luckier

I bequeath myself to the dirt

To grow from the grass I love

If you want me again

Look for me
Under your boot-soles

You will hardly know who I am
Or what I mean

But I shall be good health
To you nevertheless

Failing to fetch me at first

Keep encouraged

Missing me one place

Search another

I stop someplace

Waiting for you

[WIND WHISTLING]

[CRYING SOFTLY]

[QUIETLY]
Thank you.

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[ANTONIA PINTO & MANU JULIAN'S
"EU NA RUA" PLAYING]

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