All language subtitles for Vanilla (2025)

Thank you.

Whoa. Gorgeous, right?

Yeah.

Happy anniversary.

I'm starving.

Why don't you pull us off the way while
I get a takeaway?

I can't believe your aunt owns this
place.

How's it still playing?

Downloaded.

You downloaded this? Sounds like
elevator music.

Fucking yeah, it found the internet.

Fucking yeah!

Man. Fuck.

Sorry.

Hey. At least it wasn't on the speaker.
No, no, no.

You get a flannel and soap and you deal
with that before it soaks in.

Yup.

This this is real music I'd like to do
some sightseeing work. We're here

and

I figured... Wait, hold on.

The what?

Sounds like the mafia.

It's not a mafia. It's a church.

Or... It's a

beach.

Right.

Yeah, well, obviously, we'll go to the
beach.

Hey, it'd be great to go to Camp Nou.
It'd be great to catch a Barcelona

You know, when you're in Barcelona, you
should see Barcelona, right?

Yeah, very romantic.

You're so attuned to what a man wants.
Yeah.

I'm up for the beach, though.

To be honest, I'm not huge on all this
sightseeing stuff.

You know, it's sometimes nice to just
sunbathe with a book, get a tan, you

Yeah, Matt.

You don't tan.

You burn.

What? Sometimes a tan.

Somebody has... Are you still talking?

Sorry, yeah.

Cleaning.

Hey, haven't you been to these places
before?

It's been years since I've been with
Natalie.

Right.

Well done.

Is that thing gone?

Look, I honestly don't feel like I can
scrub any harder.

Definitely faded.

Like my love for you.

Fucking hell.

Is that enough?

I don't think I should reward you until
you get that cleared up.

Come on.

Come back.

Make your mind up.

What?

Sting got you turned on?

No.

You throwing stuff around got me turned
on.

That's a bit sadistic, isn't it?

wants to come and throw me around a bit.

I do.

I very much would like to come and throw
you around a bit.

Are you sure?

Hey, this is the face of a man who's
sure.

I believe in you, Matthew.

I love it when you call me Matthew.

My full name.

Matthew.

Hey. I'm sorry, Bastia.

It's alright.

Is it?

We've only been here a day.

There'll be other times.

I still struggle with that.

I still imagine you with me. I know.

I know.

But you're going to have to stop and let
it go.

I did.

It's probably the wine.

I had a lot.

Yeah.

You do know it's not you.

Come on.

Let's go to bed.

In a minute.

Come on. It felt right.

It doesn't feel alright.

It was fucking embarrassing.

I'm fucking embarrassed.

I'm telling you it felt right.

Come on.

Come in.

Maybe just give me one minute.

Fine.

Hold on. Don't what?

I just need a minute. Don't be short.

It's not even short, though, is it?

Matt, it's a joke. I was joking.

Come on, don't be sensitive.

It didn't even make sense. It was a
joke.

Hilarious.

I said, it's all right.

Have a minute.

Hey, everything all right over there,
Pickle?

Uncle Lewis, once said, stop calling me
Pickle. Like, stop. You love being

called Pickle. No, you love calling me
Pickle. And it's a cliche.

What? Your old uncle can't be cliche,
no?

It's Aunt Matilda there.

Tilda!

Tilda! I've got Bastien on the screen.

Oh, she's bollocked off somewhere.

I can't find her.

Now, Liz, you've got a very important
task, all right? And what is that?

Taking care of the house? Oh no, fuck
the house. You've got to remember to

the fish. She did remember to leave the
note, didn't she? Yes, she did.

And by the way, what are the names?

Tilda, what's the bloody fish's name
again?

Matilda! Oh, fuck it. God knows where
she is. Just go with fishy for now. But

remember to feed the name of the
bastard.

Okay. Now, listen. Are you enjoying the
house?

Yeah. Lovely.

And Matt Tittle in straight away.

Oh!

Hey,

how are you? I love the house.

Oh, I'm good. Look, I've left a 16 -year
-old bottle of Lagavulin in the

cupboard for you. And do a welcome to
Barcelona.

Oh, Lewis, thank you. I didn't have to.
And what about me?

Oh, don't be stupid.

You couldn't tell a single malt from a
can of Coke.

I see you diluting your whiskey with ice
like it's some kind of barbarian. Am I

right, man?

I think you're quite right.

Can't be trusted.

And did you call for a reason? I did.
Now, listen.

The boiler is a bit dodgy. It cuts out
every now and then.

Okay. So you need to give the fucker a
good whack before you take a shower.

Seems to work.

A good whack. That's your advice.

Anyway, enjoy the week. Love you both.

You did, yeah. You did?

Really? Why?

Something you want to try?

I don't.

Stop looking at me like that.

Like what?

You know what.

Hey.

Hey.

Can I see a little walk?

Matt?

Huh?

Do you want to walk around the town a
bit?

Um... Nah.

Not right now, I don't think.

Okay.

I might still go.

Oh.

I can come with you.

No, no, no, no.

Stay there.

Chill. And I'll be back in a few hours.

You sure?

Yes.

Hey Lazy man Hey How

was your walk? Good

That's disgusting.

So much boiling.

You've gone and burnt yourself.

How much blood did you use?

It hurts.

Yeah, I told you.

Listen, I met a guy who offered to give
us a pool of some of the facts.

Are you up for it?

What? Now?

No, not now. You cannot now, but...

He gave me his phone number and he said
we could call if you fancy.

Where did you meet him?

He saw me struggling on my way back to
the beach.

There I was thinking you were Spanish,
fluent in Spanish.

Well, I'm confident, but... Yeah, well,
anyway.

He saw me struggling and he offered.

Do you fancy it?

Yeah. Yeah? Maybe, yeah. Maybe?

Yeah. OK, great.

This is like, no, no, no, no. Yeah.
Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah.

Hmm.

It's like a bloody boiler thing.

That's the medium point, but I don't see
him.

What time did you say?

What time is it?

Yeah, that's the time.

Have you forgotten?

Oh, there he is.

Oh.

Great.

Yeah, hello.

How are you? Hello, I'm good.

And good to meet you, mate.

Matt.

It's Matt. My name's Matt.

I'm Flora.

Good to meet you, Flora.

So, come on in. What do you want to see
first?

I was hoping to see the market. It
starts with a V, but I forgot the name.

Mercato de la Boqueria?

Yeah, yeah, it's beautiful.

Yeah, and Matt was wanting to see you.

Oh, it's a bit of a joke, really.

No, no, I'm a football senior.

Camp Nou?

Yes, that's it.

I wasn't really serious.

Don't want to see that, do you, mate?

What's your trip here seeing football,
do you?

I was joking.

I'm going to take you to Quadrador
first.

Oh, yes, I've been there before and I
want to do it again. It's gorgeous.

It's beautiful.

Just up here, right?

Peanut butter. Jesus fuck.

It's all right, Max. We all have our
problems now and then, don't we?

They're not... They're not for me. No.
No, for your dad, right?

He is a lovely man, you've got there.

Mm.

Are you... gay?

I dabble.

You been together long?

Relatively. Relatively?

Three years.

Is it serious?

Yes.

Yes, of course it's serious.

You say of course, but relationships are
different, aren't they?

My brother's been with this girl for
five years.

Five years. Now, that's a long time, but
he wouldn't call it serious.

Then why is she with her?

Security? Comfort? I don't know.

I think we all get to an age where we
just settle with what we have.

But by that time, we've stopped caring.

I think we're all too serious when we're
young, when really we should be more

free.

Do you get that?

It depends.

On? On characteristics.

I don't know. Some people like serious
relationships.

Like you.

Yes. Like me. Like Bastien.

Maybe you're different. Or maybe you use
too much of this.

Mind if I have one?

So why'd you come to Barcelona?

Dunno. The architecture.

Ah, yeah.

It's beautiful architecture for sure.

I've been with mine for a year and a bit
now.

Your what?

Girlfriend.

You have a girlfriend?

Yeah. Not like you, though.

What does that mean?

Well, we're not just for each other,
we're not.

Possessive. Selfish in that way. We're
not.

Logomous. Right.

You know, you've been very quiet on my
tour.

Have I?

You don't like me, Max.

I think you're fine.

No.

No, you don't like me. You think I'm
trying to take your man.

Maybe. Of course not.

I like meeting new people.

I like you, Max.

That was incredible.

Thank you, Florent, for a wonderful day.
Of course. And you know where I am if

you want to do it again.

Absolutely. Good to meet you.

Do you have far to walk to get home?

A little. Not too far.

Listen, why don't you come in for a
quick drink? Oh, no, no. I can't do

should get back.

Oh, really?

Are you sure?

You see, we both want you to have a
little drink with us.

But we understand that you need to be
getting back.

Come up.

I'll get changed.

And we'll have one drink.

Okay. Okay, one drink.

Max has twisted my arm.

She don't eat meat at all.

Oh, what a lovely place.

So your aunt, your aunt, she doesn't
mind you having this place, what, for

week? Like, at all.

No bacon.

No, um... What do they call it here?

Hey, mom. Hey, mom. Come on. And it's
dry -cooled ham, not bacon.

No, um, she doesn't actually live here.
She lives a bit further out of the city.

And what do you do, Bastian?

What do you do? Back in England? Yeah,
fuck, it doesn't matter.

I'm a teacher.

What is it that you teach?

I teach art.

I can imagine.

I can imagine. I can imagine you being a
very, very artistic man, Bastian.

Really? Yeah.

What kind of art do you do?

I mainly like pencil drawing.

Do you have any with you?

Any for me to have a look at? I'll be a
kind critic, I promise.

Yes, but... Come on, show me.

I want to crush him.

And what do you do, Max?

I'm a trader.

Um... Okay.

Ambassador.

What is it for me?

Well, do me a demonstrate.

You've done this before.

Roman.

Okay, this is the worst job. I'm judging
it too harshly.

You are wonderful.

Isn't he wonderful, Matt?

Mm -hmm.

Don't ever be embarrassed by your
talent.

Can I keep this?

If you don't mind.

They're going for you.

Such a delicate artist.

So, what does a trader do?

Me.

Of course.

We trade.

They don't really do anything.

They make money for the sake of money.

Well, hold on. It's more complicated
than that. We put our money into

Sure.

And

you?

Do you do these little tours of the
profession?

Is this what you do?

Oh, no.

Not at all, no. I came to Barcelona to
explore new things, but I'm studying

at the moment.

Oh, yeah?

Studying what?

I really like animals, so I'm studying
to be a farm boy.

A vet.

Vets. That's lovely.

Really committed to this whole animal
-vegan thing, aren't you? Matt.

What?

It's very healthy for you. Helps balance
out the wine, stop unnecessary weight

gain.

Well, I'm happy with my whiskey.

I'm happy with my meat. I'm happy with
all these things. We know.

You've said several times.

So, you don't miss eating meat at all?

You get used to it pretty fast.

And you find you can make most meat
meals out of different food.

We should try it. Yes.

You could try a couple days a week at
first.

What do you think?

Maybe.

Yeah, maybe.

Not hugely phased.

Not phased.

How adventurous.

Yeah, well, maybe.

To be honest...

I'm not amazing with change.

Creature of habit, you know.

You're young, Max.

You shouldn't be so... What's the word?

Rigid.

I'm not.

I tried to take him to an independent
cinema for a change, and he did not like

it at all.

And it was just a change of cinema.

Well, hold on.

That's not fair.

Yes, it is.

That month, I tried to take him to watch
a film at the Curzon.

and he did not understand anything.

The plot was literally a young man falls
in love with an older woman. She falls

in love back, and that's the film.

What? You're making it sound simpler
than it was. It was hard to understand.

Simple, not hard.

The film was in French.

I mean that I literally did not
understand it. Good to listen to other

languages. Thank you.

Right, yes, but that's not what I was...
Anyway, he didn't like it because it

had sex scenes in it.

What?

He didn't like it because you get
awkward watching...

It's

obvious Max is trying his best though,
right?

You mustn't be too hard on him.

Excuse me. Oh, you're trying your best.

With the pill.

Pill?

What the fuck?

Oh, is that not... No,

wait. What pill?

No pills.

Pills, yeah.

Sorry. That was my mistake.

Well... I think that's probably enough
for me.

Getting pretty tired.

Oh, come on.

Have a glass with us. Don't go to bed.
Don't be that kind of... No, really.

I'm good.

I thought you were only staying for one
glass anyway.

That's okay. I can go. I should get
back.

You do you, Florent. If you want to
leave, leave.

You too, Bastien. I really don't care.

I'm going to bed.

That's all I'm saying.

Don't have a moment back.

My name is Matt, and I'm not having a
fucking moment, Florence.

Well, that there, that sounded like a
moment. It's not a problem. I should go.

Good, Florence.

Floral, don't speak to him like that.
He's done nothing wrong.

Oh, can't I?

Okay.

I'm so terribly sorry you're leaving,
Florence.

We must have you round to run your mouth
again. Matt!

I shouldn't have said anything.

And you've had a drink, and you're not
thinking straight.

Aren't I?

Okay.

I'm going in there now.

And like I say, you do you.

Oh, sorry, you didn't mean to call the
phone.

Not you.

You have my number. If you need anything
else while you're here,

you know where I am.

Thank you, Flo.

My pleasure.

And thank you for this.

Ma?

What?

What the fuck is wrong with you?

He's a prick.

Bastien. How can you not see he's trying
to have sex with you?

Trying to have sex with me? Yes. Yes,
he's trying to have sex with you. He

or less told me when I was sitting with
him today.

He got prancing around on the sofa like
a fuck. You're paranoid.

I'm not. I'm not paranoid.

I can read him like the predator book he
is. You disblind.

Grow up.

Why can't you trust me? Why can't you
just... Why can't I trust you?

Really?

Because of Natalie?

Because you went and slept with Natalie,
the personal fucking trainer?

Because you're not exactly the most
faithful man walking around, are you? It

eight months ago. I told you as soon as
it happened, and you said you forgave

me. And I do, but when I see someone
hitting on you so fucking obviously, and

then you enjoying it. You're being such
a prick. Me?

Me the prick?

Can't you see why we're having trouble
here?

Can't you see why we're finding it so
difficult to come together?

Why? Because you jump down my throat
over every little single non -event.

Am I supposed to believe that we happen
to walk past him on our second day here,

and then you happen to bump into him
again?

Yes. That's exactly what you're meant to
believe because that's exactly what

happened and that's exactly what every
sane, normal person would believe. And

then he happens to come back here for a
drink and starts posing for your

picture. He's clearly picking something
up from you, Bastien. So who's

misreading the signs, huh? Me or him?

Both of you. And certainly you.

Why can't we just meet a nice person who
wants to show us around, have him for a

drink, spend a nice moment, know it has
to be Matt's show, it has to be Matt's

business? No, honestly, honestly, not
see that he's trying to get you into

How are you this fucking blind?

So what, Matt, so what?

Does it mean we're going to take you to
the bed?

If it's got a crush on me, am I
responsible?

And how do you imagine it would happen
with you here? Would you pick a chair?

Would you go down on me while my dick is
pointing towards the sky?

We came here to fix our stinker through.

You've become paranoid.

I thought coming here might help.

What did he mean about the pills?

Don't do that.

Why not?

You don't even try.

crying if

I

don't turn you on

where

are you going to the bedroom to sleep
and you can keep those pills out of here

Honestly, God, I'm going to close this
conversation there. One is a

And the others are Verona crisis.

Okay.

Goodbye, Lewis.

Look, it's communication, right?

I don't know.

Communication. That's what Tilda and I
have got absolutely nailed.

How is she feeling?

She's still under the weather.

you on the screen again lewis let her
rest or she's asleep no let her be

speak a bit quieter this is what i'm
talking about communicate matt matt

right tell me so so what have you done
so far uh well well we went to the

oh what was it called the um gold
quarter right um dad are you

coming to visit us or are we uh having a
virtual relationship now

COVID and Romeo and Juliet.

No. Well, one's a coronavirus and the
other... Oh, no, hang on. Fuck.

Oh, no, it's the other one.

Bollocks.

Look.

I've called it a bad time, haven't I?

No. No, of course not.

Yeah. You're not a very good liar,
pickle.

I'm not lying, though.

Well, now I know definitely there's...

Like your Wag the Boiler advice?

Wonderful city.

Don't force anything, okay?

Be full of care with each other.

Hilda would say the same thing.

Oh, fucking don't! What do I know?

Okay, thank you. Goodbye, Luke. Bye.

The worst timing.

What he said at the end, though, was
quite wise.

Wise.

Lewis doesn't do wise.

Lewis does sarcastic.

Look, I was right about one thing,
though.

I'm going to go out for a walk.

Yeah, they're both in the bathroom.

I, um... I got the music working.

Dinner nearly ready. Sit down, sit down,
please.

Let me, um... Let me pour you a glass of
wine.

I need to get back to the steak, but
um... It'll be out in a sec.

I'm sorry about last night.

I know.

I know you're trying.

It's not your fault.

It's not your side.

It's like when we first started dating.

What?

This. Staying up all night, drinking,
smoking, playing a silly game.

What's the score?

Seven to one.

Look,

it's all about luck anyway.

You wish.

Okay.

If you could go back and... No, no, no.

If you had to.

If you had to go back.

and change something about your past,
what would it be?

Um, Matt.

Oh, God, no, no, I don't mean that. No,
it's something else.

Like, um, like, I spend so much time
lying awake just thinking about all my

horrible experiences and reliving them,
like, over and over and over.

I know it can't be healthy, but I can't
help it, you know? It's even small

things, tiny things.

Like what?

Like... Like when I was 11, right? I had
this birthday party.

And I invite my best friends, but I
invite some of the cool kids, too.

And we're playing football, and the plan
was, we'll go back to mine, have a

sleepover, watch some movies.

And we finish playing football, and one
of the cool kids, he starts bullying one

of my best friends. Now, it's not quite
cool enough for him.

Okay. And to seem cool as well, I tell
the friend of mine, I say...

Oh, you're not invited to the sleepover.

You've got to go home.

I tell him he was only invited to the
first part of the party.

And, well, you know, I was really upset,
and he went home.

And I did that.

I did that just to look cool.

So, that's your most horrible
experience?

That was just a really shitty thing to
do, you know? It's things like that that

I think about.

She has brown hair.

Is he your friend?

No, he's a guy.

Ginger, I think.

No, again.

Oh.

Oh, fuck.

Yeah.

Is that the thing you paint?

I don't know.

It's just one of a whole host of things
that keeps me awake.

You don't have that?

No, not in that way.

I'm more worried if I'll ever be a
proper artist than if I'll ever be

the gallery.

So I'm lying there, freaking out about
yesterday, and you're lying there,

freaking out about tomorrow.

Hey, at least you've got some control
over tomorrow.

I think it would be the end of the
future.

What's that?

I regret.

You love teaching. You're always talking
about your kids.

Yes, I do, but this is not where I want
to be.

Art is what I'm made for.

Think about all the jobs out there, you
know?

Thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds
of thousands.

I mean, new professions are being made
every day.

How do you know if it's the right one?

The right one?

It's your girl.

That's enough.

How have you narrowed this down so far?

This game's sexist.

This game's sexist.

This game's sexist.

There are more men than women, if you
pick a woman, who are at a disadvantage.

Nice metaphor for that.

Why does everything have to be political
with you?

Why is everything some kind of social
justice comment, you know, racism,

Because everything is political.

This bloody game is just a reflection of
our sexism.

society. I mean, look at men's dominance
in politics, sport, law. Well, sport?

There's women's tennis, football, rugby.

Yeah, and they get paid less than the
men. Yeah, because the world, whether

like it or not, is about profit.

And male footballers tend to bring in
more money for the sport because people

tend to watch it a touch more.

Yes, and why is that?

Why is that that you don't watch women's
football?

Look, 2015.

England's football team reached the
World Cup semi -final, but it seemed to

over everyone's head because it was a
win.

2018, the men, and all of a sudden, it's
the first time they've reached the semi

-final since 1990.

Well,

I mean, did you watch the 2015 Women's
World Cup?

I don't watch any sport.

Well, there we go. Don't attack me for
not knowing about it when you didn't

about it until you saw it in a meme or
something, right? We live.

in a liberal society where we can choose
what we want to watch and what we

don't. Does he have glasses?

No. Brilliant.

Because being short -sighted is an
disadvantage in real life and in a game.

Definitely the worst game in the house.
That's the only game in the house. Have

a cello, don't they?

Well, that's probably the worst game
around. Probably the racist creator

Oh, yeah?

Yeah. I mean, think about it. Black
versus white. They clearly wanted a race

war. That and chess.

Hmm.

Actually... You couldn't find a
politically correct game anymore. Does

green eyes?

Yes, she has green eyes. Of course she
has green eyes.

So what did you really want to be?

Right.

We have blabbered our way through half a
bottle of whiskey here.

I've got more, right? What do you fancy?
More of the same?

You nick.

I don't think.

What?

I'm guessing who.

Are you Nick?

Jesus Christ, how did you get that?

I went for the most handsome looking
guy. The one with nothing weird about

With no obvious handicaps or
distinguishing features.

I figured he'd be the one you'd go for.

Harder for me to narrow down.

That's a nice metaphor for life.

I feel perfect.

You've got it made.

Matt? Hey, you.

Guess what I got for you.

A ticket for the Barcelona game.

Matthew, it didn't happen.

We're on... We're on what?

I wasn't really serious. I don't need to
go to Barcelona to play.

Oh, I know, but we have been doing this
all wrong.

Yesterday was very lovely, just being
here with you, talking.

Maybe we shouldn't be so rigid with
ourselves.

All these pressures, you know.

I want to go sightseeing.

And you're not so keen. You want to see
the mansion. It's not really my thing. I

think it should be okay for us to go off
and do our thing for one afternoon. We

have an entire week. One afternoon is
nothing, really.

It's not that I don't... I do. I do want
to sleep with you. And we can.

But you can do the things you like, and
I can do the things that you find really

boring, and we can come back together
later tonight.

Here I am.

You look good. You too.

I like the building. I think it really
captures the spirit of his work.

I'm an

impatient man.

And the bed's metal, and it rattles it,
and... Well, I have a very comfortable

bed.

No rattling no matter what you do. You
never know.

I can be rough.

Why are you taking me, anyway?

Or thou, Matthew.

Shh.

Don't move.

I missed you.

I was right for you.

Hold on.

Hold on. It'll come back. Are you all
right?

It's fine. It's fine. It'll come back.
Oh, wait. Hold on.

Wait. Let me just... It's fine.

I just need to...

Not working. This is going nowhere.

I think

we

should talk about this.

I've talked about it.

I know.

I couldn't go to bed like this.

In silence.

We're not in silence.

You don't need to say anything.

It's not my fault, Bastien. I know it's
not your fault. You just need to give me

a fucking minute!

I could use the pills.

It's not even about that, is it?

fucking gravity that should fill up for
it.

Why don't you ever instigate?

What?

Why don't you ever instigate?

I do. I instigate. No, no, no, you
don't. Oh, no.

Well, my dick works.

My dick is not dead.

So what, we're never going to have sex
again? I'm obviously not saying that. So

what are you saying? I don't know. I
don't know.

Maybe, maybe, maybe I need more time.

How much more time?

Because it's been quite a fuck time.

I can't control this. Maybe it is.

Maybe it's what? Maybe it's what, folks?

It's always something else, folks. It's
the condoms, folks. Then I go on prep

and you don't. Then it's the alcohol,
folks.

But you drink even more. So what now?
The mattress? The mattress, folks?

I'm starting to feel like the excuses
are worrying a bit thin. Okay, I think

both know what it really is, don't we,
Baskin? I don't want to have this

conversation. We never properly have it.
You keep fucking breezing past it.

You're never honest.

You can't sit there as one that's done
this to me and then tell me you haven't

seen someone. Sorry, sorry. Done this to
you?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Done this to me.

You're not satisfying me. That's not
satisfying for you either. What?

You need to hear it said. You need to
hear it said out loud.

A relationship is emotional, but it's
also physical. It's also sexual. And

now, I am not attracted to you.

Yeah? Yeah, well, right now, I'm not
attracted to you either.

Right now? In this moment? Right now?

I don't love you.

Well, I haven't loved you, loved you
like properly loved you, loved you like

did for nearly a year now.

You so wrapped up in your hurt and your
self -pity, you forgot to ask yourself

why I did cheat on you in the first
place.

You said it was a mistake, a one -off.

It was a mistake, yes.

But why did I do it?

I did it because even when we were in a
good place, you lacked something.

You lacked artistry. You lacked passion,
like real passion.

I have passion.

Passion for what?

For football? For shit music?

Everything's so black and white with
you. More complete white.

One stupid baller.

I like art. You want me to have passion?
Passion for what? For what?

And once again, you become a fucking
parody of yourself.

But you listen to yourself.

You do hear yourself when you say these
things. Does it make you wonder why I

don't want you to touch me?

You're speaking as if that's the be -all
and end -all of our problems.

Well, isn't it?

No.

No, it's not.

But you're right that since we haven't
been physically eight months, it's a bit

all up.

You are.

What is there left to say?

We had a fight.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean the things I... I know you
didn't mean the things that you... I

did.

I meant it.

I figured you were angry.

In the heat of the moment.

I was angry.

I was in the heat of the moment.

I also meant it.

All of it.

I think we have a problem here.

I think this is it for us.

We can still talk.

I've done enough talking.

I don't want to talk anymore.

Please don't leave me. Don't beg.

You'll make it harder for both of us.

I love you.

I didn't leave you when you cheated.

Because although it hurt, even though it
really fucking hurt, despite what you

said last night, I knew, I knew you
still loved me.

I don't know.

Maybe you should have broken up with me
then.

Why?

You're like a puppy. You'd forgive
any... You

shouldn't have forgiven me if you
weren't actually going to forgive me.

You were not there on either of us. I
have.

Stop it.

Every time you say it, it means less and
less.

I'm going to my odds.

Where were you last night?

Why? Where do you think I went?

With Flora.

With Flora?

Yeah.

Do you think I went to a stranger's
house and had sex with him after our

argument?

You are pathetic.

Paranoid. And so up. and so fucking
pathetic. Stop calling me

paranoid.

You cannot stand up for yourself.

I cheat on you and what? You take me
back, no questions asked?

You think I went to a stranger and had
sex with him on our holiday after a

and all you can muster is I think you
went too slow?

This is the problem.

This is why you're so fucking vanilla.

This is why you can't get it up. Your
own dick has become bored of you. So you

admit you were fucking Florence.

Jesus Christ, you heard nothing that I
said.

No, no, you fucking paranoid pathetic.

Stop calling me paranoid.

I was at my aunt's. I was at my aunt's
place. But this is not the point. That's

bullshit. That's bullshit.

I don't...

And you will never believe me.

But let me tell you something.

If I'd gone to show, I bet he would have
turned over and let me fuck him. And he

would have fucked me hard to make it for
eight months of no sex.

So that's what you want, isn't it? Me to
throw you around, treat you like the

slut that you are?

I think I would be better than you.

Unless it would be personal. Well, fuck
off and have Florent then.

Go on, off you fuck back the ass. If
you've got some kind of revolting

with suffocating and spitting and all
that vile shit, then fuck off, you

up bitch wolf.

That's the spirit.

Huh?

You can imagine this.

You can imagine him spitting on me and
choking me and tying me up. I hope he...

Fuck you to death. Would my death turn
you on?

Huh?

Would that turn you on? I mean it. Oh,
my God, you're getting hard.

Stop it. This is what you like.

Even when you're hard and horny, you
still can't get to action. It's

Fuck you!

You want me to take control, do you?

You want to be messed up?

Ugh!

You okay?

For ages, the spark has disappeared.

The love was meant to heal, but I bled.

Now I'm just so exhausted.

I'll give you an answer, you try to take
on my...