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DYING BRIEFLY

Your dreams, your dreams, Martin.

Your dreams, your dreams, Martin and Marisa!

Hi.

- It's your first day, right? - Right.

I'm Arsenio. And you are...?

Sebastian.

Nice to meet you.

- It looks like they're dancing. - What? The leaves?

The trees.

What?

What's up? Tell me!

When I was 16, my father left with another woman.

My mom worked all day to forget about him and...

I felt lonely.

I realized that when I danced my mind would go blank.

It was as if...

As if all my problems would fade away.

- And you? - What about me?

How did you start dancing?

My mother was a dancer. She introduced me to dancing.

At first I only did it for her, to please her.

Things went well, opportunities opened up for me until I ended up here.

Then I realized dancing became my passion.

It would be terrible to live a life without passion, wouldn't it?

Yeah.

Do you want to grab a bite to eat?

What are you craving?

There you go.

- You want to know something? - What?

- What? - I let them touch me again in the subway.

- You're such a pervert! - Shut up!

But I love it. Feeling them rub themselves against me.

But how do you do it? Do you get on the last car or what?

- No, I'm not you, slut. - Dumbass.

Well done!

- Can you help me do the arabesque? - Sure, go ahead.

- Okay... - Up.

Up, up, up!

Sorry! Did I hurt you? Forgive me, I didn't mean to hurt you.

No, don't worry. It's not your fault.

- What is it? - Sometimes I do things...

You shoot up?

No! It's just...

I burn myself with cigarette butts.

It reminds me there are stronger pains.

There are stronger loves.

No more boxes?

Come on!

- Anything wrong? - No, everything is fine.

There. There it is.

The chandelier is nice, isn't it? Help me hang the picture on that wall.

Okay.

Okay, lift it.

No, don't get on the bed!

You're going to wash the sheets, OK?

Just let me check if it is lined up correctly.

What do you think?

I think we have to move it this way a little bit.

Don't scratch the wall!

There you have it.

Yeah. I think it's good.

Do you want your sweater?

Sure.

- Where is my copy of "The Prince"? - It must be around there.

- I love you. - Am I your king?

Come on!

I love you.

I love you too.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

What a lovely company!

Without character.

I'm Mikael.

Your new choreographer.

I'm your fuckin' God.

The one in burgundy, step forward!

Look at her. Short legs.

Thick thighs.

Wide hips, belly...

This is not a circus.

Who told you you could be a dancer?

Some are going to leave.

And some others...

...they will simply be corps de ballet.

The one in burgundy... You don't belong here.

Leave.

Don't look at her!

Being the best is not enough.

That leaves you alone.

And you can't have it all.

Younger people will come.

Perhaps not more talented.

But younger.

And you have to go on.

When I decided to go into dancing, I had issues with my family.

Especially with my mom. Once, at a family meal...

my aunt asked me what I was doing with my life and my mom kicked her out.

Well, since I was a kid I had problems with my family because of the dancing.

I had to dance in the bathroom because my dad would see me

and he'd hit me with his belt.

As time went by, I realized that there is nothing stronger than willpower.

No wonder I've come this far.

And what is still to come.

- Hello there! - Good morning.

That looks delicious.

- How many do you want? - What is this?

Tell me, how many do you want?

Should I pour more eggs in it?

Yeah, I should.

Hey...

You'll be the best dancer.

Mikael was harsh on the chubby girl.

- Yes. - Don't make fun of the chubby one.

She's really chubby.

Well, yes. A little.

Listen. I was thinking...

Mikael may be the greatest choreographer like everyone says he is.

He may want to be our fucking God.

But in the end, he is also on probation at the company, isn't he?

That's true.

Honestly, I think he's great.

Who knows? All liars eventually get trapped in the webs they spin.

Can I have some?

Come on! They're waiting for us!

Dina's studio looks amazing, doesn't it?

Dina Briseño is the director of the short film.

Dina?

You will like her a lot. She's super cute. You'll love her.

- She is highly creative, isn't she? - Yes, very.

- She is. - She's really good.

Hey, how was the casting? Did she do it herself?

Yes, the company asked us to do the casting and we were taken on.

No, I was invited and you did the casting.

- No way! - It's true!

Lies! We both did the casting.

Hello, guys! I'm glad you're here!

You look gorgeous!

- You look lovely. - I just put on any rag.

- How is my star? - I'm nervous.

- Very nervous. - Why? You were amazing!

- And you are...? - His boyfriend.

I'm Arsenio.

I brought him here to meet you.

- Okay. Hello. - Hi.

Welcome to the first screening of our film "Rothbart".

It's great to have a dancer for a boyfriend, isn't it?

Yes, actually, I'm also a dancer.

Well, the moment of truth has come.

Have a seat.

Thanks.

Evil.

It tells me about a dark place.

Where two crows gently peck the miscarriages in my heart.

It is inspired by "Swan Lake".

But it has a twist at the end.

- I can recognize my body fragments... - This is the real story.

Rothbart and Siegfried were always lovers.

What about Odette?

She's a third wheel.

I love that part because it shows fragility,

but strength at the same time.

Is that good?

No, it's not good.

It's brilliant.

It's unique.

Enough, okay?

You are jealous.

Do you realize how one move

shows everything?

It's accurate.

It was great.

Well, you made a mistake there, didn't you? Because...

It was amazing.

In my opinion, it was not bad.

I did two or three and by the third one I was reeling, but....

Was it good? Really? I feel like you don't mean it.

- Hey... - What?

What?

What if we get married?

But you've got to do it right.

- What? - As it should be.

- How? - Get down on your knees.

- And propose to me. - Okay.

Something like this?

Is this for real?

Yes!

I love you.

Everyone to the center.

I want to see the first act.

Maestro.

All right, all right! Wait.

I want some meaning.

Give me something.

Are you deaf?

Are you deaf?

- I'm not. - You are not following the tempo.

From the top.

Wait!

You're the premier danseur.

Of course.

As of today, you are no longer.

From the top.

You're still not following the tempo!

You should see yourselves.

Lousy! All of you!

Get out of my classroom, everyone!

Didn't you hear?

Get out!

Close your eyes.

No one compares to you.

That's why I'm here.

Stretch out.

Yes, Sebastian. Stretch out.

Everyone to the center.

I want to see the first act.

I think Mikael is still mad.

I think Mikael is still angry because I was out of time.

I don't think so.

But you should get your act together on the music timing.

Are we going to the movies tonight?

You're going to kill me.

I borrowed the rehearsal room to practice in.

You should come with me.

Are you going alone?

Not if you come with me.

No, thanks.

See you later.

I love you.

- Hello. - Hi.

- An americano, please. - Sure.

Thanks.

- Hi! - How are you?

It's so weird to see you out of the company.

- How are you doing? - Not as good as you.

Come closer.

- I want some coffee. - Have you ordered it yet?

There it is.

Thank you.

Sugar?

No. I take it without sugar.

What?

You reminded me of Saint Sebastian.

- You know who he was? - I don't.

He was a martyr.

He fought for his faith against the emperor Maximian.

- And he was condemned to death. - Why are you telling me this?

I imagine you as one of those Renaissance paintings.

I don't know why.

You know, when I lived in Italy,

I always visited the Vatican Museum.

I would go to look at a specific painting.

That painting was of Saint Sebastian.

He is being executed.

His executioners are archers.

The strange thing about the painting

is that he is leaning on a log...

and the log is rising above the executioners.

Do you know what it means?

I don't.

It means...

he is on another level.

As if he were between Heaven and Earth.

Like you.

See you at the rehearsal.

How are you doing?

Not too well.

Everything is wrong.

It's as if all these years have been for nothing.

Tell me about it.

At least you know what it is.

If you're going to do something, you must do it now.

I don't know what to do.

- I wish Sebastian wasn't a dancer. - What is more important to you?

Your love for Sebastian or your career?

I love you.

I love you.

Promise me we will stay together no matter what.

I promise.

No. Swear it to me.

I do.

I swear.

Let's go.

Why so thoughtful?

Are you deaf?

Mikael is gone until eight.

What if we go there?

What for?

Now that I am no longer the premier danseur,

the company needs one.

Do you think I could do it?

Do you really want it?

It's what I want most of all.

Then you have to focus.

Or your prince charming is gonna take your place.

What should I do?

It's an open secret Mikael's biggest weakness...

is young boys.

The rehearsal finished this late?

Hey...

If...

If I became the premier danseur...

Would you support me?

Sure.

You're a great dancer.

And what about you?

Nothing.

I would keep on dancing.

Remember when we first met?

At the audition.

You were the most handsome.

I couldn't take my eyes off your ass.

What if I were to take the position?

Let's make a deal.

If either of us gets the lead role,

don't let it interfere with our relationship.

Okay.

What a shame. You were always in love with Arsenio.

As Arsenio is with Mikael.

You don't know, do you?

He already fucked him.

- It no longer matters. - No. I think it does.

Haven't you noticed?

You're all by yourself.

I tried to warn you, but...

Did you try?

As usual, you just try...

and never succeed in anything.

I like...

long, fine lines.

Perfect bodies.

Show me your attitude.

Come on.

Stay up!

He can't.

He is injured.

What are you doing?

- Show him. - What's wrong with you?

Want to see his perfect lines?

Arsenio, please calm down.

- Please. - Show them.

- Calm down. You're hurting me! - Show them!

You're not as perfect as they think!

I don't like you letting Arsenio treat you like this.

He's under pressure.

That's all.

Don't make excuses, Sebastian.

Someone who loves you doesn't treat you like that.

This is part of the competition.

Besides, you said you weren't going to hurt yourself anymore.

You burned yourself again.

It's all about Sebastian lately.

Darling, this time you really went too far.

You can't do that.

You can't lose control like that.

But I deserve recognition as well!

And humiliating your boyfriend is your strategy?

What would you do?

Me?

I have nothing to do.

You worry about it.

Please forgive me.

I want to be with you, but not like this.

I love you.

So why do you act like this all the time?

Today...

after so much time and work

...you will know who our premier danseur is.

But first, you'll find out who is the prima ballerina.

Alejandra.

The star of this season...

is an extremely talented person.

He has worked like nobody else...

he has gone to great lengths...

to get the role.

That person is...

Sebastian.

I almost forgot.

Arsenio...

you will be Sebastian's understudy.

Let's get to work.

Now?

We must go.

We can stay a while longer.

We never have time for ourselves.

We're going to be late.

Change your clothes.

I want to see it from the hunting.

What happened?

I told you I don't want more mistakes.

Opening night is almost upon us.

What happened?

- They dropped me. - No, we didn't. He didn't jump on time.

He always makes mistakes.

From the top.

What?

Did you do it?

How could you think it was me?

How could I think it was you?

Don't you remember everything you've done?

Did you forget we promised this would not affect our relationship?

For fuck's sake, Arsenio!

Do you see what you provoke?

If I didn't know you, I'd think you were going crazy.

- Did you do it? - Don't be ridiculous!

I was looking for you.

Are you okay?

I don't want you to be affected by what they are doing to you.

Everybody wants to be in your shoes.

That's why they behave this way.

I'm afraid of myself.

Get in the car. I'll give you a ride.

Thanks.

How are you feeling?

I don't know.

I feel funny.

You should be jumping up and down with joy.

All the dancers are acting worse by the day.

My relationship with Arsenio is going to shit.

The choreography doesn't work.

You know what I think?

I think it's not your talent.

It's not what you got.

You don't realize the beauty you hold.

I don't think that talent or beauty has anything to do with others' behavior.

Why do you think you got the role?

Well, it's obvious, isn't it?

Because you want to sleep with me.

So, do you think all the guys

I'm hitting on, or screwing, I make them premier danseurs?

No, but I'm not just any guy.

Everyone wants to be you.

Everyone wants to be us.

And you don't see it.

It takes balls to get there.

And if you want to stay there,

that's what you must grow.

I'm not going to jeopardize my reputation...

or the reputation of the entire company because I'm fucking someone.

Either you start changing your attitude and become a real premier danseur...

or I will fire you and kick you the fuck out.

And take off your shades when I'm talking to you.

Thanks.

Okay, wait.

The love scene...

is simple.

If you're going to love him, you just do.

If you're going to hate him and beat him up, go for it!

I want meaning.

I don't ask for much, do I?

Again.

That's all.

We are done for today.

Sebastian.

Stay.

We have to keep on practicing.

I'll wait for you.

Arsenio.

Don't you understand?

Leave us alone.

Show me your allegro.

Hold it.

Ribs.

Put your arms down.

You know?

You look like a startled animal all the time.

And I love it.

Relax.

I won't hurt you.

Thank you.

I know what this means to you.

This is your time.

I hope it will not be short.

Thanks.

What are you doing here?

Why didn't you go home?

Is everything all right?

Won't you say anything?

About what?

You've got some balls!

What are you talking about?

I'm sorry.

I'm sure that explains it.

That because you're talented...

You had to fuck Mikael.

Right?

How many times did you fuck him? Three?

- None. - Six? Eight? I can't hear you.

Thirty-seven? How many times did you fuck him?

- How many times? - I'm fed up with your envy!

I'm sick of this turning into a fucking competition!

You turned the entire company against me!

No, no! You turned the company against yourself, not me.

Oh yeah, and you're also going to deny all the crap you did?

- That you fucked Mikael? - What?

Don't play dumb, asshole!

You were not even good for that.

Because he gave me the role.

And you know why?

Because you are mediocre.

Don't say I'm mediocre!

- I'm sorry... - Stay away!

Get out of my way!

Oh, man. You scared me.

You shouldn't tire yourself out before opening night.

I just want everything to be perfect.

How does it feel?

What?

Where are you going?

What is this?

- This is gonna be fast. - Please.

I love you.

Where are you going?

What's wrong with you? Enough!

- "Enough!" - Poor thing.

- Please, stop it. - Get up, asshole!

Get him, man!

Arsenio... please.

- Please. - Come on, come on!

Do it!

Do it, come on!

Lift him up.

That's it.

Sir, we have five minutes to go.

- So? - Sebastian hasn't shown up.

And what the fuck are you doing here? Come on, run! Hurry up!

Look for him, you bastard!

Where the fuck has this asshole gone?

Where the fuck were you?

Are you not going to answer?

- Where is Sebastian? - He isn't around.

Where is Sebastian?

If something happened to him...

...you will regret it.

Sebastian?

Sebastian?

Sebastian?

Sebastian?

Who did this to you?

- No one. - Let's go!

Sebastian.

Somebody help me!

Help!

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