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Time for today's obituaries,...

...a sad day for the world of art.

Petra Fastinder passed away last night in New York's Presbyterian Hospital.

The collector and philanthropist was at her summer residency in Catalonia...

...when she had to be rushed to the States due to an unexpected stroke,...

...right before her 60th birthday party.

Married and divorced seven times,...

...Lady Fastinder leaves no heirs behind.

So the burning question now is,...

...what will happen with Petra's art collection and great fortune?

Welcome to Via Fastinder,...

...I'm Penelope, Lady Fastinder's personal assistant.

Oh.

Is anything wrong?

Was your chip okay?

Yeah, no, sorry, just,...

I'm not at Lady Fastinder's dad, it just sounds weird.

When you say you are her assistant, that's, that's all.

Come with me.

Basic, but cozy, especially for you.

How does everywhere in this house.

Uh, yeah, it's, uh, it's great.

It's, it's, it's perfect, uh,...

...the Spartan ambiance will really...

...that's what we thought.

That's what we thought.

By the way, dear,...

...don't be late for dinner, okay?

Good.

Just a quick masturbation session,...

...just to calm down, and then 15 minutes of shower.

I shouldn't make it to dinner.

Hi!

God, you scared me.

Oh my God.

This is the first time I'm on the flight show in years.

I usually don't have the time.

With my baby and so on.

Not that I go out that often.

I'm a single mom.

Must be tough.

How old are they?

He just turned three.

You must be...

Candy.

Oh my God, Candy.

I know you girl, I know all of your performances.

You were wild.

Where have you been?

I, wanted to video.

No we all wanted.

I'm Marcia.

I'm a video game artist.

I'm based in Wichita, but I'm from Venezuela.

Should we get drinks while we wait for the others?

Oh, go head.

I um... I can't.

Oh!

Yeah, I don't drink anymore.

So, what kind of video games do you make?

Well, like you, I'm interested in the...

...deepness of female sexuality.

Nice.

Although,...

...motherhood has a strong presence in my work now.

I suppose the two are connected.

It's complicated,...

...but yeah.

You're still hot if you don't mind me say so.

Thanks.

Good evening.

Hi,...

I'm Marcia.

Jim.

Would you mind?

Of course.

So, Jim,...

...Candy and I,...

...we're here discussing or fields of work.

What's yours?

Art.

It's not that obvious.

Some people mix it up with shoulders too much.

As a true artist,...

I aspire to never put it out of fashion.

Oh, actually, would you like a chair?

No sit down.

This is Fabian.

This father and Lady Fastender were good friends.

I know you.

I was in one of your installations at the Bumpadoo.

Must be four years ago or so.

He's a son artist.

That was so long ago,...

...almost another life.

Tell me about it, Fab.

Are you Candy more?

She's indeed.

She hasn't disappeared from the face of the earth.

Can I get a non-alcoholic beer or a water, please?

The Candy, who made people cut her to be cut off...

...and then matures out of it...

...and then make the same people swallow them with tequila?

It was a bit more complicated than that.

Is it?

Candy more?

Can I please get that non-alcoholic beer?

Good evening, artists.

It's a pleasure to have you here.

You were chosen...

...by Lady Fastender on her deathbed...

...to do works of art that would accompany her and her mausoleum.

For eternity.

Over the next month, you will enjoy...

...quality time together and great food in this mausia.

I must remind you that it's strictly forbidden...

...to leave the grounds during that time.

Ah, never mind. We have connected so much already, right?

And most importantly,...

...the person with the greatest work of art,...

...according to an international jury appointed by Lady Fastender,...

...will be the universal heir to all of her fortune.

Surprise.

Good luck and "Bon profit".

This house is a spectacular.

I have never slept in such a big room.

Really?

Fabian, what about your room?

My room reminds me of the beautiful houses in Provost,...

...where I used to go with...

...everything.

I'm sorry.

Saying your name, how cloud is too difficult?

What?

And your room?

Well,...

...I can see both the sea and the mountain from my balcony.

All elements converging at my seat.

Water,...

...air,...

...and earth.

Don't worry, dear. You can always get into somebody else's bedroom.

I'm joking.

My apologies, I'm not just a girl on the seat, you know.

Of course, but now that we know...

...this one is so fucking good.

It's also getting to my head.

What do you think, Fab?

It is surprisingly good...

...considering it's not fresh.

Are you sure you're on one song?

Oh, no. Thank you.

So, where have you been?

All this time, all this years.

You know, I'm just travelling.

Really?

Where?

Inspiration can be anywhere, Jim.

Is it true that the cloud you would persona non grata...

...in Venice after you throw up on the director?

I'm sure you deserve it.

Musa, why don't you tell us about your work?

She designs electronic video games.

What's wrong with you?

They call art to anything nowadays.

I don't know what your fucking discipline is, but some of us...

...in here are introducing new languages to the history of art.

What's the masterpiece, Street Fighter?

Okay, guys.

I'm sorry, but my therapist...

...told me to avoid any confrontation.

I'm not ready for this yet.

That poor thing.

He lost his girlfriend six months ago.

I think I'll go to bed, too.

My terrible jet lag.

Have a glass of wine, dear. It'll make you feel better.

I said no fucking wine.

Candy?

Yes?

It's Marcia.

Hi. I'm just putting together my project right now.

It'll be just a minute.

I thought you were upset,...

...and I wanted to check on you.

I'm fine. I was just going to go to bed, I you know.

I have to respect my schedule in order to be creative.

You don't want to miss this opportunity, right?

Right.

Yeah, I mean either.

Imagine me winning this inheritance.

Imagine a museum in my hometown.

People come into Caracas...

...to see Marsha on my foundation.

Wouldn't that be so cool?

Because it's great, it's too big.

But this is my first night on my very own in a long time.

And I want to celebrate. I want to feel alive.

And you, you're so good at celebrating.

I don't really do that anymore.

Hold it for me.

I want to take pictures of you.

I'm going to create a character face on you.

You're so pretty. I love your style.

Can you tilt your head to the light to the left a little bit?

I admire you so much.

It takes so much courage to express yourself...

...the way you do.

You make like a very seductive face.

Give me your seductive face.

Remember my project is about...

...female sexuality?

Those lips, oh my gosh.

May I have the wine?

Oh yeah.

It's so difficult as a single mom to have sex.

If I reveal to people that I have a son...

...before giving a very long explanation,...

...people assume that I want something...

...serious.

A bad for Marco.

Marco, that's my kid's name.

Or a mom because I'm also into women.

I'm bisexual like you.

Oh, I'm pansexual.

Well, exactly.

What I want Candy ...

...is to be fogged like there is no tomorrow.

That's it.

Well, um...

...what I'm doing, one of these lonely nights,...

...you convinced one of the boys to hang around.

They've got their own things going on, don't they?

Well, you're all hot,...

...and smart,...

...and interesting.

I praise Lady Fastinder been their taste.

Okay, I really need to be going to bed.

Well, I'm sorry.

You must think...

...desperate.

It's not bad.

Well, I am. I am.

But I can...

...appreciate your uniqueness.

Wait.

Yes?

There's nothing.

See you tomorrow.

It's okay Candy,...

...you can control your dreams.

All right, Candy.

Day three.

God, I feel trapped in a cage.

I woke up from the nightmare last night.

I can't remember anything.

Drenched in sweat.

Did I orgasm?

God, I don't even know.

What will be left of me when I die?

My nails?

Pupic hair?

I reincarnate myself in those that are watching.

How?

How?

How can I...

...make myself within those...

... for a long-lasting impression?

Oh, shit.

Sorry.

It's, it's okay.

It's okay. Sit down.

Please.

This is the first meeting...

...for you all to share the artistic...

...projects that you've been working on.

Fabian?

I want to...

...reflect...

...upon the ghosts,...

...the sound of mystery,...

...sound of quiet...

...pain...

Oh, fuck.

This sounds amazing.

It's powerful.

Marsha?

I'm developing a highly interactive,...

...highly aesthetic video game,...

...an immersion to our subconscious,...

...gradually taking us to the spot where errors and tannitus encounter,...

...an experience of disturbing pleasure.

Following my last est work, now at MOMA's permanent collection, by the way.

Good, good.

Jim?

Well, I've chosen to work with organic matter.

What is earth?

What is heaven?

Far from being in favor of this game.

That is a question that I've chosen to ask.

That sounds like it'll leave audiences speechless once more, Jim.

And you?

Well, I... I... Ugh.

Relax, Candy. Relax.

You used to make fun of people who meditate.

And why haven't you responded to my messages?

What messages?

Are you in a creative crisis, Candy?

Me? Never.

Years ago, you couldn't stop creating.

I thought my head would explode at all...

...those mercurial ideas of yours.

Really?

Let's face it,...

...you've been in a creative crisis for years.

You can blame the booze, the party,...

...and the sex if that makes you feel better.

I see you're out of your pulling up weed phase.

It's a pity since...

...you were really creative when it came to sex.

And now you're flying high towards heaven, like Lady Fastinder.

But very witty.

Good luck with your crisis.

I'm not in a crisis, and I'm going to win.

I don't know.

Penelope seemed quite pleased with my project.

Well, A, Penelope is not the jury.

And B, I know that you're a fame-obsessed, narcissistic asshole.

But since when are you so obsessed with wealth?

Okay.

See you later, Candy.

I feel something.

Feel something.

Yeah, I used to study art as a child,...

...and my parents always force my.

You didn't really enjoy it?

I enjoyed bits of it.

You know, I wanted to be an artist too, Jim.

I wanted to be a painter.

A painter?

Of course.

No, Dorothea, Tanning, Paulo Rego.

That kind of shit.

All great artists.

Petra always told me that she would help me.

She always said, Penelope,...

...your time will come.

And then she kept me organizing her whole life.

That's not cool.

You know, that woman was a dictator.

I once made a round trip to Paris in one day just to get her a croissant.

She made me wear these stupid suit jackets.

When was I ever supposed to paint?

When?

Are you okay, Penelope?

Can I have a hug?

Thank you for this Jim,...

...this is exactly what I needed.

My pleasure,...

...quite literally.

You are an amazing lover.

There's nothing more important in life than freedom...

...and I can see that now,...

...especially for an artist like you.

I agree.

Not a fame, not a prize,...

not the money of an inheritance.

No matter what, will you remember that I'm protecting you,...

...but I'm protecting your freedom.

Power off.