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What have I done?

We've been able to manage
your disease, for ten years.

But now, the chemotherapy is no
longer controlling the cancer.

The disease has spread to
the lungs and spine, and two

vertebrae have
already been affected.

Now, it's the chemotherapy, which
is making you weak and feeble.

That's why we have to stop it.

So what do we do?

The best thing medicine can offer
you is a bone marrow transplant.

We don't do that here yet.

So, I want you to go to
America for the procedure.

The risk of fatality is very high,

but if you don't do this,

everything is gonna be very quick.

I don't wanna die in the hospital.

I wanna die at home.

And what if he doesn't do the
transplant, what happens then?

You've got two or
three months to live.

It's your choice.

What kind of bullshit
medicine do you practice,

that you can't even cure me?

I want you to know, that
if one of us had to die,

I'd rather it were me, not you.

Truth is, if one
of us is gonna die,

it's gonna be me. Not you.

I'll tell you another
thing: You're lying.

If one of us has to die, I'd
rather it'd be you, not me.

I want to stay alive.

And who are you?

I've just been told I
have three months to live.

You won't die, because
death doesn't exist.

Let's pray together.

I'm here to celebrate the union
in marriage of Livia and Diego.

That your bodies and hearts be
one, until death do you part.

Livia Monteiro Bueno, is
it of your own free will

that you take Diego to be
your legitimate spouse?

Yes.

Diego Fairman, is it
of your own free will

that you take Livia to be
your legitimate spouse?

Yes.

Considering these affirmations
made by each of you before me,

I declare you man and wife.

I've known this bastard
since he arrived in Brazil

and some shit illness
isn't going to take away

the finest of our generation.

I know he's gonna beat it.

I propose a toast,

to the groom, to the bride,

that at this moment is
shamessly getting married.

Livia, my dear,
please say something!

Say what? That during my
rebellious years, I did everything

I wanted to, and then some?
And I have no regrets.

But I should confess you that
ever since I was a girl I always

dreamed of a white wedding with a
nice dress and all the trimmings.

I knew the minute I
met this sonofabitch,

Now my husband, that he was sick.

I abandoned a marriage
and brought with me a son,

our Daniel, to live with him.

And today, he has made me his wife

and the happiest woman in the world.

I guess this is my turn.

I'd like to toast to
all of you, my friends,

who in a way, are characters
in the story of my life.

And of course, I want to toast
this unbearably lovely woman,

who I desire so much, and I want to
make the happiest person in the world

and fulfill all her dreams.

I love you, Livia.

A moment of silence, please!

My love, I have a
confession to make:

I've already cheated on you.

That's allright.

I cheated on you too.

I'd like to propose a round of
applause for Dona Sebastiana,

who prepared this
magnificent fiest.

I love cooking.

I love it, don't I?

When I asked my mother for
the recipe, she refused.

That way, she said, when she died,

I'd have something
to remember her by.

Try the Brunello, Diego.

You can feel the nice
long finish it has.

Aromas of rancid olives
and sleepy hazelnuts,

lying on a bed of Roman
cow dung in the moonlight.

96 points.

Robert Parker.

It's good.

Hello everybody.

Hello, We're so
late, I'm so sorry.

You know, we were shooting
just down the street.

But I didn't even
have time to change.

We simply couldn't
miss your wedding.

Manuela, those two, who are they?

Oh, they're that couple
from the soap opera.

They are such stars.

Oh, really?

I propose a toast.

To Antonio, who is helping our
brother Diego, in times of need.

To my mother, who raised
three sons in difficult times.

And to you, Diego,
I hope you come home soon.

To family.

I would like you to take
a good look at this man,

because I'm going on a trip, and
I'm not sure there's a way back.

Oh, and before I forget,
you can all go to hell!

This is Diego's brother, to whom
he hasn't spoken over ten years,

and he's gonna be the donor.

Diego blames him for their father's death.

He was the favorite son.

He lost everything
their father had, gambling.

That's terrible.

You think he's coming back?

Probably not.

I don't know.

And if he does, it's not
going to be easy for him.

That champagne is really
good, where does it come from?

It was my wedding present.

Not my farewell present?

You decide.

I decide.

That's a good one.

Hey Gabi, you remember that night we
were sitting around the hotel pool,

and you started screaming, because
that naked German guyslapped you,

because you wouldn't
suck his cock?

That night you really
went up in my esteem.

Common Diego, how
little you know me?

I know you.

Yeah, you do.

You know why I
didn't suck his cock?

You tell me.

Yeah, because I don't
like soft cocks, baby.

Don't look at me like that!

I only like hard ones!

Me too, me too.

Can you believe it? He
says I'm jealous of him.

You think a woman like me needs
to be jealous of a guy like this?

Ouch.

He's the one who should
be jealous of me.

I heard you have the most
gorgeous breasts in the world,

Is it true?

I have, do you wanna see?

- No, don't do that. Come on.
- Shhhh, shut up.

Do you wanna see? Yes or no?

Yes, I do! Yes!

Stop that, honey, you're drunk.

Stop it.

Allright, allright, party's over.

Get out, I want a man
who's jealous of me!

I know you saw my movie and
I know you didn't like it,

that's why you didn't
say anything, right?

So I'll tell you, you didn't
understand a damn thing.

That's why you have
to see it again.

If you really wanna
know, I'll tell you:

I did see it again and that screenplay you
gave me to read, wasn't the film you made.

The movie you made was more like a
feature length mayonnaise commercial.

You're just an ad
man who's gotten rich

selling crap to people
who have nothing to eat.

You say one more word,
I'll stand up and leave.

All I wanna know is what are you going to do
with the tux you bought to go to the Oscars?

The only reason I
don't beat you up,

is because I know
you're gonna die soon.

Did I ever tell you the one about my uncle
Samuel who went in for heart surgery?

Did I ever tell you the one about my
uncle Samuel going into heart surgery?

He's a drag!

Hey, there's nothing we can do.

I'm scared.

I've got a bad feeling about this.

Won't you ever deign
to make a film with me?

We find a good story, we'll do it.

It's my greatest dream.

I'd do anything to
be directed by you.

Anything?

Go to the bathroom,
I'll meet you there.

Where is mother?

She already left with Antonio.

She said you didn't thank him.

I don't know what to say.

I hope things work ok for you.

Hey little fella! I
married your mother.

What do you think about that?

It was about time.

Your mom and I are
going away tomorrow.

Everything will go
on as usual here.

Dona Sebastiana
will look after you.

You'll continue to go to
school and play soccer.

I have to go away,
because I'm very sick.

Are you going to die?

Maybe.

It's for you.

Hello, good morning.

I'm Dr. Mary Flowers,
your oncologist.

From now on you're under my care.

I'll try to explain quickly
what we're going to do.

Right now, we're introducing a catheter
into your torax to reach your vena cava,

and from now on, all your
medication and blood tests

will be administered
by this means.

We'll start with a
total body irradiation,

and then induce intensive
chemotherapy treatment.

Our objective is to eliminate
your red and white blood cells

and the platelets already
contaminated with the disease.

Only then, we will be able to
perform the transplant itself.

The donor's cells will
enter your blood stream

and start a battle with the cancer
cells which survived our treatment.

Out of this entire
shock procedure,

we'll start creating
a new immune system.

Any questions?

No.

So that's the transplant?

It's a matter of creating a
new person in a body which is

currently sick, yes.

And what about me? Cause I've
been here for three days and

no one's told me anything.

Oh, you like boxing, hum?

Well, now the bell has rung and
they've taken away your stool.

We'll take good care of you.

Excuse me.

Thank you.

Good morning, how
are you doing? Good.

Please, sign here _uthorizing us to
use drugs not yet approved by the FDA.

Are you allergic to anything?

Yes.

What?

Boring people.

This other one exempts this institution
of any responsibility in case of death.

If you are incapacitated or
go into a vegetative state,

whom do you nominate to take
responsibility on your behalf?

Ok.

Thank you very much.

Have a good one.

Thank you.

The risks of infection during a bone
marrow transplant are very high.

And an infection is not
something we'd want just now.

I'm Dr. Isaac, your
infectious disease specialist.

And I'll be supervising your case.

Yeah.

Looks like we have
a peeping tom here.

Stop it.

Yes we do, yes we do.

Good morning, I'm Dr. Morris.

This is my assistant, Virginia.

Good morning.

She's going to install this bag,
with a morphinebased analgesic,

which regulates the dosage that
will keep you free of pain.

If you feel any pain,
you just use the pump,

and you increase the
amount you receive.

On a scale of one to ten,

how much pain would you'd
say you're feeling right now?

I'd say ten, so I
can use the pump.

Then we have a problem,

because the treatment
hasn't even started.

And once it does,
don't get too excited.

The machine is
regulated to a limit,

since an overdose might
cause a heart attack.

If the pain persists,

we'll have to give you something stronger
which will leave you unconscious.

And please, don't hesitate
to send for me anytime.

Dr. Morris, pain and drugs.

We're removing a sample of your
bone marrow to know whether

it is contaminated
with cancerous cells.

I've applied a local anesthesia
that works subcutaneously

but it doesn't work on the bone.

You'll feel a strong pinch,

so I want you to take
a deep and slow breath.

Here we go.

Almost there.

Hold on.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

The red and white blood cell
counts are practically zero.

The donor has reacted very well to
the production accelerators of cells

that will be used
for his transplant.

Everything's going fine.

What's this treatment
you're giving me?

Cause all I do is sleep.

Oh, that's perfectly normal.

I see him in so much pain at night

and I'm not sure if he
understands what I'm saying.

I think he does.

Mr. Fairman, I'm Dr. Mary Flowers.

We're here looking after you.

Do you understand what I'm saying?

See, he does understand.

That's about it.

All we can do now is wait.

I've got to think of my family.

I have children to raise.

So, what if I die? I am a real
estate agent in the suburbs

and my brother is a
famous movie director.

You're crazy! You don't know
what you're talking about.

You know he's going to die if
we don't do the transplant.

I don't care.

He doesn't talk to me.

To this day he blames
me for father's death.

Now that he needs me,

he remembers that I exist.

I already told you.

I want a million dollars
or I'm going home tomorrow.

I want a check of a
million in my wife's hands,

or I'm not doing the transplant.

But you know we don't
have that sort of money.

You know that.

What do you mean? How much
that house you live in, worth?

Who the fuck are you?

Out, out, out!

Are you crazy?

I can't understand where all
this hatred is coming from!

We grew up together,
we shared everything.

We're blood brothers
for God's sake!

All that he has, he worked for.

He never stole anything.

We've reduced the morphine
dosage, which was very high.

He'll feel pain again but
there's nothing we can do.

At high levels, the morphine can
cause a lack of oxygen in his

blood and this may lead to
a cardio respiratory arrest.

I got the money.

Tomorrow it'll be in
your wife's hands.

But think about it: What's your
brother going to think when

he finds out you charged a
million dollars to save his life?

Mind if I smoke?

First time in the States?

No.

I've been here many times.

How did you find
out you were sick?

I was having dinner with some
friends, one of their wife's

was a doctor.

She saw something ugly
on my neck and she

said: "I don't like this.

"When they finished the procedure

it was much bigger
than they expected.

They put me to sleep and when I
woke up there was a doctor there

telling me it was very serious.

It's just like that.

Always the same.

You never know what's
going to happen tomorrow.

Who are you?

I came to take you.

Take me where?

What if I told you
I don't want to go?

That's what they all say.

What am I supposed to do?

What I'd like to know is why me.

There is no logic.

Maybe someone denounced you.

I just obey orders.

I'd like to speak
to your supervisor.

Sounds like you want
to complicate things.

But I should tell you, if
you don't come with me now,

old age is pretty
ridiculous and undignified.

Who do you work for?

A multinational enterprise.

We are market leaders.

Market? What market is that?

Market.

The market is the market.

And who invented that market?

The market was created
by the market itself.

Back to the caveman days,

when a man exchanged
something with another man,

they created the market.

And profit drives the market.

And you cannot argue with
that because profit is sacred.

God's behind everything.

I don't get extra money
for philosophy classes.

So, shall we?

I'd like to brush my
teeth before leaving.

You mind?

And who is she?

Oh, that's Sissy.

My little girl.

She's been with me
since she was born.

She looks very much
like her mother.

Everyone tells me that.

Same eyes.

August the 6th.

Remember the date well.

From now on, it's going
to be your new birthday.

And now? What do I do?

There's nothing you can do.

Now it's up to him.

This woman? Who is she?

I don't know.

It's a woman who follows me
around the whole goddamn time.

She's stuck on me.

I never told her "I love you" and I
never said to her "I don't love you".

Since we're gonna
be together forever,

could you tell me where we're
heading after we leave here?

Hold on, wait a second.
Who said forever?

Is there something else that
you don't wanna tell me?

I just don't know.

They never told me
and I never asked.

Look, I'm only doing this
because it's steady work, right?

I get my paycheck,
vacation and this year,

a bonus trip to
Disneyland for good work.

And what does good work mean?

I cannot say.

Not authorized.

My contract has a
confidentiality clause.

I just do my job.

I show up, no questions,
don't talk to anyone.

When my boss arrives, I hide so
I don't have to say good morning,

I'm afraid he'll fire me.

I spend hours staring at
the wall outside my window.

When they remember me, they
ask me to go and fetch someone.

You know, it's a job
I'd rather not do.

Why do you do it, then? You
have a family to support?

I have no family,
no house, no one.

I have a son, but we had a
fight and we don't talk anymore.

I think he's a skydiver.

I just have this extremely jealous woman
who always wants to know what I do,

whom I talk to and where I go.

You know how women are, right?

I guess.

I'm a happy man.

What about you?

Me? Only on Mondays.

What do you do?

I'm a film director.

Wow.

Super! Are you famous?

I used to be.

In my town there was a
cinema, but I never went.

Now, it's an evangelical church.

Do you play chess?

Dr., he's back.

Say something, my love.

What's happening?

Does he have a fever,
is he cold, what is it?

Would you get some
warm blankets, please?

What's going on?

We have to stop this infection
as quickly as possible.

So, we'll be starting on
a broadspectrum antibiotic

and take him to intensive
care immediately.

His blood pressure is falling

The oxygen level is very low
and his heart beat is weak.

We're unable to contain the infection
and we may lose the patient.

I'm Doctor Feffer and I'm
Jewish, as I believe you are.

My whole family died
in the Warsaw ghetto

and I was brought up in
an orphanage in London,

where I graduated in medicine.

I emigrated to the United States

and am one of the founders
of this institute.

We've won a Noel Prize for
our research into blood.

So here, we believe
only in science.

But my years of
experience as a doctor,

have also taught me that those
who still have a dream to fulfill,

have a better chance of survival.

It's so dark here.

Can I turn on the light?

Do you like soccer?

Not really.

And you?

I did when I was a boy.

I was the goalkeeper.

But one day the ball
hit me in the face

I quit that shit and never
wanted to play again.

That makes two of us.

Tell me, is there
life after death?

As I told you, I know nothing.

I lied to you when I said
I'd never been to the cinema.

I saw a film of yours.

Do you remember which one?

I don't remember the name, but I never
forgot a scene with a big boy sitting,

fully dressed, in a woman's
arms, being breastfed.

Can I ask you something?

Would it be too much to ask you
to fetch me some other time?

I still want to
make one more film.

What film is that?

Is it a film to badmouth me?

No. I have nothing against you.

I just don't wanna die.

I still wanna make another film.

Can't you take someone else?

I've enjoyed meeting you.

I'd never had a chance
to meet an artist before.

You're real people.

You're someone like us.

I'll say I couldn't find you.

Check.

"Heaven, I'm in heaven,

and my heart beats so
that I can't hardly speak.

And I seem to find
the happiness I seek,

When we're out together,
dancing cheek to cheek."

"Heaven, I'm in heaven,

and my heart beats so
that I can't hardly speak.

And I seem to find
the happiness I seek,

as we're out together,
dancing cheek to cheek."

"Heaven, I'm in
heaven and my heart...

Mr. Fairman. Mr. Fairman, please,
it's three in the morning.

Let's get back to sleep.

Mr. Fairman.

When we're out together,
dancing cheek to cheek."

"Heaven, I'm in heaven,
and my heart..."

Yes? Yes, I'm here with him.

Oh, this waiting is hell.

No, no, we don't know yet.

It's serious.

Yes, that might happen.

You mean 83, 84?

Exactly.

Queen at the Hyde Park?

Yeah.

I was there too.

It's an amazing coincidence!

What were you doing
in London back then?

I was studying at the Royal
School of Visual Arts.

Oh yeah, that's
right, that's right.

You know what? Maybe you
could show me a photo someday.

Why don't we have some coffee?

Have you spoken to Daniel?

So that Doctor Pain and
Drugs, you find him charming?

Never thought about it.

Would you really fuck a guy that
wears a Donald Duck pattern tie?

I don't know, but I could give
it a try and let you know.

It's been so long that I've
forgotten what it's like.

No more running for him.

Diego!

Oh look, look.

See? There.

It doesn't hurt at all.

He's not crying.

Yeah, all done.

What's your name?

This is my town and I don't
want you sleeping in a hotel.

While you're here I want
you to be comfortable.

I've made all the arrangements,
you're staying at our place!

You'll have everything you need.

Just wait until you see wat
we've done with your bedroom!

I'm so happy you're coming.

You're gonna love it!

On Friday, we're organizing a charity
dinner for the children of Africa.

Hey, they've just
got outta hospital.

Give them a break.

It's always the same with you.

I can't say a god damn word
without him getting mad at me.

It's so revolting that
while we have so much,

there are millions of children in
Africa who haven't enough to eat.

Which is why I decided to have this
dinner to raise funds to help them.

Leslie, he's an artist.

Stop bugging him with politics.

But it's not about politics.

It's about starving children.

Each guest will pay ten
thousand dollars not to eat.

Five meal will be served
and each meal you miss,

you pay another two thousand.

My idea is that at
the end of the dinner,

you'll feel so hungry,

that you'll actually know what
those kids are going through.

And that will give you the right to
sponsor a child who'll then write to you

and the money will pay for
his basic needs and education.

Just listen to this!

This way.

From now on, this is your home.

Let's go see the room
I got ready for you!

Ha? How about that? I
bought it in an auction.

It's from the set of a 30's movie
with Ginger Rogers and Fred Astaire.

I hope you like it.

You are one big
hearted son of a bitch.

Thank you.

The first film I ever
saw, I was about your age.

It was a black and white film.

It was night, a frightened girl was
running along a deserted breach,

she was looking behind her as
if someone was chasing her.

She wore a tight sweater, a black belt and
a full skirt which billowed in the wind.

There was a group
of boys in a car.

They were drinking,
laughing shouting.

She was running
away, scared of them.

Their car got closer and closer,

and then she fell, exhausted.

The car circled around her the
boys were laughing and shouting.

And then the car stopped.

And one of the boys went to her.

She started crying, desperately.

Sitting in the sand.

And what happened to her?

You know, I don't remember, but

I do remember when she got
home, she went in the back door,

she went and saw her parents watching
Television in the living room

and then she cracked upstairs to
her bedroom so she wouldn't be seen.

Hey, I hope I'm
not disturbing you.

I told them, that a
friend of mine had died

and had resuscitated and
they were just so excited.

They were dying to meet you.

So, this is Herbert Spencer,

he's the head of the
Contemporary Art Museum,

Judith Salton, Yuri
Yurnikoff, Martha Robinson,

Of Robinson stores, this is Mitsy,
who runs the bank of America.

This is Jack McDowell, his grandfather
started the BBA network here.

His father was fucking
Marilyn Monroe.

Is what Leslie told us, true?

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

Didn't you go there and come back?

Go where?

Didn't you die and come back?

Oh yes, I did died. But
only for an instant.

What's it like there?
Anything you can tell us?

I didn't get to heaven.

I only got as far as purgatory.

That's where they judge
what we do on Earth.

Those who don't help
their neighbors,

go to a small room with on
windows or air conditioning.

But those who helped the starving,

they get a suite with air
conditioning and a minibar.

And what's the weather
like, up there?

It's hot.

But is there a breeze?

Hm, from time to time.

Are the Jews mixed in
with everyone else?

I don't know, I never saw one.

But if you want to go shopping,

do they take American Express?

You better taking off cash.

May we take a picture with you?

Ok. If we can do it quickly.

Please.

Get in your spots.

Ok.

Smile! Cheers! Ah, great.

Fantastic.

Leslie?

Yeah.

Annie from Vanity Fair
is looking for you.

Oh, great.

Come on.

Come on everyone!
Yes, we're coming.

Excuse me, and was God there?

No, he was at his AA meeting.

We're in Russia.

Everything is covered with snow.

There is a strong wind.

In the distance, we see a little house
and there's a bright yellow light,

coming from the window.

A door bangs loudly.

In the bedroom, a baby sleeps in his
crib, nice and warm under his blanket,

he's thinking of his
pony who must be cold.

He crawls down the stairs
and he goes outside.

Crawls through the snow and
all the way to the stable,

where he sees his pony
lying in the straw,

looking up at him,
freezing to death.

He covers him.

He turns to go back, but
he can't find the house,

Because it's covered with snow.

He has nowhere to go.

He's lost, he finds a path
and starts to crawl on it.

Faster and faster,

because it's so cold.

And then, all of the sudden,

he sees the light of the sun
coming up from behind the village.

He crawls all the
way to the village.

Very hungry, he crawls down the deserted
main street until he gets to the bakery.

He comes in and there he looks up and sees
a frightening man with a moustache who says:

"What do you want, little boy?"

"I'm hungry, I'd like a
bottle of hot chocolate".

"Do you have any
money?" the man says.

"No".

"Well, if you have no money,
then you must go someplace else.

We have no hot
chocolate for you here".

And then, all of the
sudden, his father comes in,

picks his son up in his arms and placing
a ten rubble bill on the counter,

he says: "I want you to get a nice
bottle of hot chocolate for my son."

You're being well looked after.

Your mother is here, your friends
are taking good care of you...

You don't need me anymore, ok?

We're at war, we're at sea.

The sea is rough.

Bombs light up the dark sky.

One of the German bombs
hits our aircraft carrier.

Jump into the lifeboat! All right!

Row, row fast! But row faster!

Ok! Faster, faster... I
can't row any faster...

Wake up! You silly old man...

Ok. Oh, look, the bright sunlight.

Look, a big wave!
Send us to the sea.

Oh, wonderful! To the shore.

Way to the beach.

Put your weapon above your head,

so it won't get wet.

Grenade ready? Throw it!

All right, let's attack! Attack!

Open, I'll get you
covered! Go, go, go!

We killed them!

Better them, then us, right?

Yes!

All right there, partner.

I grew up in Argentina, in a
seaside town called "Mar del Plata".

The town faced the sea and filled
up with tourists in the summer.

In the winter, it was deserted.

You could walk through the dark
streets without seeing a soul.

It was like a ghost town.

Look what I made you: Strudel!

I remembered, you
like it with tea.

Mom, can't you see I'm
writing? Please go away.

Mom, I already told you!
Leave me alone, please.

I'm working!

When I'd get home from
school, after lunch,

I used to move the hands of
the kitchen clock to 3 p.m.,

the time of the first
show at the cinema.

But when I got there, the
cinema was still closed,

so I'd look at the movie
posters, imagining their stories.

One night, returning home,

I saw a bright light at
the end of the street.

When I got closer,

I saw a long track on the ground with
an enormous camera mounted on the top,

coming in my direction.

On the far side of the
camera it was pouring rain,

and there was a man with a long raincoat and
a hat, soaking wet, cigarette in his mouth,

walking alongside
the camera towards

a mysterious woman
waiting for him in the rain.

When he reached her, the camera
stopped and moved closer.

She started crying and then
she kissed him passionately.

The play's main
character was my age,

and was saying Goodbye to his
mother and sister through a window,

without being heard.

He told them to forgive
him for abandoning them.

But that he had to leave,
othewise he'd stay forever.

The next day, I took a bus and left,
and I only came back 20 years later.

It's good to have
you back home, sir.

Good to see you too, Ademir.

I'm doing research with HIV
prisoners in Carandiru jail.

In one cell, made for
four, there are 17.

Sex and drugs are nonstop.

A needle is used on at least four
arms and rates of infection are high.

They have sex in jail, are
infected and then on Sundays,

they see their wives for con
jugal visits and infect them.

You should write about that.

Don't you think it's a supremely
insignificant in the history of humanity

that you ran 8 seconds faster
than you did 20 years ago?

We're never gonna have another
Fellini film, think of that.

That's what matters.

Today I tripped on the street, fell
down and couldn't get up again.

I had to ask for help.

I never felt so
humiliated in all my life.

I can't take care of
you the whole time.

I don't need you
to take care of me.

That's great to know now, cause that's
what I've been doing all these years.

It was you, your
work, your illness.

I've always stood beside you.

Do you mean you no longer
want to be beside me?

I'm not answering that question.

I thought that if I stood
beside you, you'd survive.

It was at the hospital that I realized
that your life didn't depend on my love.

And that freed me.

Your life belongs only to you.

Now I have to take care of mine.

You're just saying that, because we
haven't fucked for five years, aren't you?

Come on.

And I thought that
your understanding

was the greatest demonstration
of love you could give me.

You're seeing someone?

You wanna leave me?

You haven't understood a thing.

Teel the truth.

That's what you miss, isn't it?

It's not cock that I miss.

It's my turn now to be
the person I left behind

when I fell in love and
decided to live with you.

And I won't do
without that anymore.

Even if it means leaving you.

If that's what you want, go
ahead, make up your mind!

You know, when I see you
naked, I no longer desire you.

If I don't turn you on anymore,
then that's your problem!

You're just a whore.

Now that I can barely
walk, you tell me this?

I can't stand you asking why
I did this, why I did that.

I don't want your illness anymore.

Your smell of medication.

I want my life back!

Get away from me!

Dona Sebastiana!

Get out of here!

Open the door!

Help me, Dona Sebastiana.

I don't wanna see you anymore!

Go and fuck at your place!

You can't come back here!

You're a real son of a bitch!

Fuck off.

You'd actually love
to fuck us, right?

Whatever bitch.

Are you ok?

Hey you, what are you looking at?

Never saw a woman before?

Fuck me, fuck me.

What? Do you prefer boys?

No.

MY HINDU FRIEND.

TONIGHT I WAS DRIVING
AND I THOUGHT OF YOU.

How are you?

Are you alive?

I feel like I'm dying,

but no one says anything.

Since the transplant, have you felt
your life has gone back to normal?

Yes, no, or more or less?

Yes.

Have you had problems in
your personal relationships?

No.

Have you been able to do the things
you did before the transplant?

Yes.

Do you worry about what
the future will bring?

Yes.

Ah, no.

No.

Do you have thoughts about
the possibility of death?

No.

Have you had problems
in your sex life?

No.

Are your erections strong
enough to achieve penetration?

Yes.

Dear doctor Ricardo Steen.

Thank you for referring
your patient, Diego Fairman.

During his treatment, he undewent
a bone marrow transplant for an

Aggressive nonhodgikin's lymphoma.

According to our records,
after five years,

The patient is considered in
good health and free of disease.

The patient now will be under the
care of the doctor of his choice.

Our recommendations
for the longterm

Follow up are attached
in this letter.

Don't hesitate to contact me
if you have any questions.

Best regards, Mary Flowers.

Camera rolling.

Action!

You're the film director?

I think you were friends
with my grandfather.

I don't think so.

Maybe your father.

My father? I don't think so.

Got my permit to shoot my film.

Good luck!

Shine on, shine on harvest moon.

Up in the sky!

I ain't had no loving since,
January, April, June or July.

Snow time, ain't no time
to stay outdoors and spoon.

Shine on, shine on harvest
moon, for me and my girl!

My parents in Warsaw.

That's my mother.

My father.

Oh look.

Happy birthday!

Oh my god.

Momma, momma, momma.
Happy birthday, momma!

Remember that team?

It's good to come back home, isn't it?

I know you blame me
for father's death.

I'm so ashamed of
everything I did.

I was so naive.

First, they let me win and
then they took all the money,

which wasn't mine,
it was father's.

It was all he had...

I went crazy when you were dying.

I tore up the check.

When I touched it,
it burned it my hand.

You don't owe me any explanations.

We all done things we'd
rather not have done.

I didn't stay for
father's funeral.

I grew up without knowing where
you were, until father's death.

It's me who needs to apologize.

I abandoned you when
you needed me the most.

I left father alone when he
was sick and out of work.

I only thought of myself.

Just think,

all the blood running
through my body, is yours.

Then you're fucked, man.

I hate you.

I hate you father and
you're just like him.

Everything revolves around you.

It's been like that my whole life.

I remember that day in Seattle
in your friend's house,

When I brought you
tea, you were so rude.

You shouted at me: "Go
away, mother, go away!

Can't you see I'm
writing my film?"

I knew then, that you would live.

Diego is alone and staring at the walls.

Empty walls.

He has hit rock bottom.

I'd like to make a toast: To
death, who hasn't taken us yet.

I'd like to make a toast: To
death, who hasn't taken us yet.

I'd like to make a toast: To
death, who hasn't taken us yet.

I'd like to make a toast

tto death, who hasn't taken us yet.

Excuse me.

I'm sorry to interrupt.

But I know who you are.

I wanted to tell you
I've seen all your films.

I know who you are. I saw
you on that reality show.

I can't believe it! Did
you watch that shitty show?

Not only did I watch
it but I voted for you.

Thank you.

I'm an actress and I'd like
to invite you to see my play.

I'm starving, take me to dinner?

When I was born, my
mother was very sick.

They told me only one
of us would survive.

We lived in a very small
city with no hospital.

An ambulance would come
three times a week,

and take her for treatment
in a city nearby.

I remember coming home from school
and waiting until night fall,

for the ambulance
to bring her back.

Never knew if she
would come or not.

How old were you?

Six, seven, I don't remember.

She would say that when she died she
would return as a flycatcher bird.

So, one day the ambulance took
her and she never came back.

I was by myself at
home for two days.

No one came to tell me anything.

I ate all the cookies
in the kitchen pantry,

packed my bags and left.

And your father?

My dad died when I was little.

They told me he ate a lot of cucumbers
before going to sleep that night.

When I got to S�o Paulo, the
very next day I got a job.

As a Barbie doll
on a TV commercial.

I wanted to be an actress.

I heard you've been
very ill, is that true?

Everyone asks that.

It's a long story.

I was 17 when I left home
on a cargo ship for Europe.

I wanted to be a film director.

I worked a lot in
movies as an extra.

Sometimes I can see myself on Television
at 4 AM on a spaghetti western.

I didn't wanna come home.

One day, my mother wrote me
and said I couldn't come home.

They'd arrest me because I
didn't do my military service.

So I came to Brazil, because
it was the nearest country.

I still wanted to
work in the movies.

So, one day I was visiting
a production office

and I went in, and
no one was there.

They were out making a movie.

The phone rang, I picked it up.

It was an advertising agency,

they wanted to make a commercial
showing the town lit up for Christmas.

That was my first
job as a director.

Then I met my wife and
everything changed.

I started making movies
until an illness stopped me

and I spent years doing nothing.

And when was that?

It's not over yet.

Good morning.

You again?

Yeah.

I was passing by and
decided to visit you.

I have some good news.

Our company was bought by a
group of Israeli investors.

They thought I was
too old and fired me.

Now, you're a free man.

What about your wife?

I took retirement
and we separated.

She was too jealous.

Nowadays I answer to no one.

If the weekend comes along and
I feel like fishing, I just go.

So...

you gonna make that
film you promised?

I already am.

Am I in it?

Yes, you are.

Who's gonna play me?

I don't know yet.

Well...

is up to you.
What happens next in the story

is up to you.

I gotta go.

YOUR HINDU FRIEND NEVER
FORGOT YOUR STORIES.