All language subtitles for Euphoria.2018.720p.WEB-DL.H264.AC3-EVO[EtHD]

It is good to see you.

I was afraid you would cancel.

- We have booked a double room.
- What is the name?

- Emilie Thompson.
- Ines Thompson.

- Tell me if there's anything.
- Thanks.

- What a place.
- I would spoil.

It's huge.

It's nice to get away
from New York.

I saw,
They had reviewed your new exhibition.

They were leading.
You have guaranteed the work hard.

Once they loved you.

That's what happens.

People may not like it,
but at least they feel something.

Very classy.

I got more,
than I thought for the apartment.

- Have you sold your apartment?
- Yes, I moved out last week.

If I start reading again,
is it enough with a room.

Do you want to order?

Lobster and champagne for me.

I take the same.

Look what I found.

- What is it?
- Mother's ring. Maybe you want it?

No, keep it.

Bowl.

I'm so glad you're here.
Thankful. Because you took the time.

- Pardon?
- Yes?

Is there one of you beautiful women,
there will dance?

- Yes.
- No.

Emilie.

Tell about yourself, Emilie.

What should I say?

I'm not anyone. Alone, unimportant.

Full of unfulfilled dreams.

I'm on vacation with my sister.

Her career is not going well,
so she would like to see me suddenly.

I do not have time to lie.

What do you mean?

Please just dance with me.

You have sensitive hands.

I would like to go to bed with you,
but...

I do not think it goes.

Good evening.

- Emilie?
- What's wrong?

What happens? What...
Take and skate.

I should not
have drunk champagne.

There is so much happening in my head.

I just have to rest a little.

The place we are going to,
It will be so nice.

So funny.

So peaceful.

It will be perfect.

Completely perfect.

See.

Beautifully.

Smile. Emilie...

Say it now!

Where are we going?

We are going to the world's most beautiful place.

You have already said that.

It's something very special.

Can I have a massage there?

Yes, of course, ma'am.
As much as you wish.

Then I am happy.

Hello? Hello.

Can you hear me?

Yes I...

I saw the press image,
You are using ...

That's what you chose.

I would like to have,
You use the other one.

That's where I do not smile.

Hello?

Are we driving out of the country?

Did not I say that?
Do not worry. We are coming soon.

It is here.

Should not there be a sign?

They will probably be so discrete
as possible.

They have done well.

You must be Emilie.

And you must be her sister?

- And who are you?
- Marina. Emilie's companion.

I'm glad you reached.
Most guests take the helicopter.

There is a way to go, but
We help you if you get tired.

Shall we come in here?

It is not that far.
You can do that.

It is here.

- Looks like you expected?
- Even better.

Here most of the guests are staying
to come alone.

Or with their partners
or friends.

Just sitting here,
play chess, be silent.

Start signing up.
Reception is in there.

Just add if there is anything.

Hello? Welcome.

Come in.

Hello. Aaron.

And you must be Emilie. Sit down.

First, I have to ask for your passport.

Thanks.

Here you go.

Medical certificate, legal documents
and payment confirmation.

Everything looks fine. Thanks.

You know for sure,
how everything is going on here -

- but according to the law I will
inform you personally.

Unlike others, we offer
an individually tailored service.

Electoral freedom is of the utmost importance,
and earning that choice is our goal.

We offer various activities.
There is a schedule at the entrance.

We try to accommodate the guests
wishes -

- so their last days will be
as rich and comfortable as possible.

Emilie. If you choose to continue -

- Will your departure take place
in six days.

Before leaving, call a bell.

The person is taken to the departure house
and offered a strong sleeper.

What do you mean?

The choice to drink is left
to the person himself.

A week later, the body is transported
to the address given.

Photography is not allowed.

Do you have any questions?

Where are my bags?

- I do not know.
- Would you ask someone to pick them up?

Relax. I'm not fast.

The bags are already
in your room.

- Follow me.
- What are you doing?

Do not touch me!

You do not have to do anything.
You just have to stay with me.

How are you not fast?

What are you talking about?

I take a bath. We can talk together,
when you have settled down.

I do not settle down.
Tell me!

I just want a bath!

I was diagnosed three years ago.

I got chemotherapy,
but it did not help.

It's everywhere.

I have not got far again.

Why did not you say that?

I would not frighten you.

Then you might not have come.

I had the right to know it.

Do you mean it?

I dont 'think so.

I tried.

I tried to call.

But you did not answer.

I waited,
but you never called back.

Later you mailed and wrote,
that you were busy

Also...

I do not know.

Time passed...

and the words disappeared.

And this place?

It's like this, I want to go away.

Emilie?

Best bet?

We always ate that when we were small.
Can not you remember?

No.

Mother's Blueberry Pancakes.

I gave them the recipe.

Perfect.

Sorry if you feel
I do not respect you -

- but I really thought
that we must get away.

You need proper care.

If you travel,
I'll do it anyway.

Take some pancakes. They are good.

Oh God.

Good morning.

- Did you sleep well?
- Yes.

And the breakfast was lovely.
Exactly as I wanted.

It sounds good.

How are you, Ines?

Fine.

- I thought...
- Sorry but...

What do you do with these people?

We help them.

We can not save their lives,
but the last days are important.

So they can travel that way,
That's right for them.

This is a free zone.

Without the judgmental world.

What are you going to do today, Emilie?

I had hoped,
that we three could sit and talk.

Of course.

- Come with me.
- Emilie...

No music, thanks.

So ... Emilie?

There are some things I want to talk about.

I have written them down.

I have never been able to control
my feelings.

Everything just ran into me.

My sister, on the other hand -

- has always been very clear.

She can turn her feelings on and off
and feel what she wants when she wants to.

It began when our father disappeared
with a new woman.

I was nine, my sister was seven.

Mom never came over it.

I stayed with her and tried
to hold on to her -

- but I could not.

Five years ago she hung up
in the forest.

Stop.

What are you doing?

What can she say about it?

Yesterday you said you should die, and now
do you want me to sit here?

- in front of this woman and speech
about our childhood. Is that what you want?

You would never talk about it.

I do not need to listen to this.

This is not going to happen.

The charming death bells.

I do not think that is allowed.

It's personal. For inspiration.

So you're over the rules?

Art is raised above the rules.

I have nothing against rules.

I've just never found anyone,
It was worth following.

I understand everything.

But I have not found any meaning
in something.

May I take a photo of you?

It's alright.

I have a terminal brain tumor
in the third stage.

- What about you? You do not look sick.
- I'm here with my sister.

Is she also artistic?

No.

It's only me.

It keeps on me.

I do not understand this place.

People think shown,
that there is some kind of meaning.

Something they must understand before they die.

There is nothing to understand.

You just die.

They refuse to realize,
that their lives are totally meaningless.

Especially women.

Why should life become important,
just because you are dying?

People come here and give up.

That's pitiful.

What is the option?

To continue
with futile treatments?

More suffering, even higher bills?

No thanks.

Fortunately, there are places
like this, where we can afford it -

- can pay for a comfortable death

After all,
are we all pitiful.

Is not that artistic?

Yes, to be one with the night

one with myself

with the flames of light,
That looks in my eyes

unbearable and quiet

one with aspen

like quakes and whispers

one with the flowers of the flowers,
It leans out of the darkness

and listening to something,
I was just on my tongue

but never been told

something I would not rob,
even if I could.

Pardon.

And the flame rises

It is as though the flowers were in need

closer, closer

and closer to the light

in a rainbow of sparkling points

aspen quakes and plays,
the evening red is going on.

I will do my best.

And all that was invisible

and distant

is invisible

and close.

I sing about the only thing,
there reconciles

the only practical

To everyone...

I'm trying to think about it,
There has been beautiful in my life.

Such as what?

Just small ...

everyday life, really.

Sunrises.

To enter the heat
a cold winter day.

Soft things.

I have never had particularly good sex.

No?

Maybe I was just scared.

I think,
I've been scared my whole life.

For what?

Come on.

Tell me about the best sex,
you've ever had.

I do not know.

Yes, once upon a time. In Madrid.

I had eaten dinner
with a gallery artist after an exhibition.

Did you have sex with a gallery artist?
- No, it was not.

It was his son.

And the son also had
a very sweet girlfriend.

Continue.

Continue? What should I say?

Details. I want details.

They drove me to my hotel -

- and I would have drunk
too much -

- and I could not guess at all,
what...

They just asked if they had to come
with up in the room.

- Did they?
- Yes.

Did you like it?

Yes.

Come on. I want to know.

What do you want me to say?

Details? How she knocked
my blouse got up and kissed my breasts?

Yes, tell! I want to know everything.

Why?

You owe me that.

We walked up to my room.

She took my hand ...

and laid me down on the bed.

And then she pulled my pants aside
and let the tongue slide in.

He broke his pants up
and walked through the room ...

against the bed where I turned
and lifted her skirt ...

and licked her beautiful,
wonderful kisses ...

while her boyfriend took me
from behind.

Oh God...

- Are you satisfied?
- When was it?

I do not know.

A summer four to five years ago.

In August. Five years ago.

How long have you been awake?

- Coffee?
- Yes please.

What are you doing?

Do you know how hard it is
to arrange a funeral?

You will not arrange my, well?

You only hire a party organizer
to fix it.

Leave now

While I buried Mother alone -

- were you in Madrid
and had the best sex of your life.

How can you get lost
from their mother's funeral?

Perhaps it was about
to be constructive.

She was already dead.

You will not be a better person,
just because you have cried all the life.

What the hell!

Stop!

What is it? What happens?

- I can not get the weather.
- Yes, you can.

Relax.

I do not want this like this!

I do not want to be such one,
That's how it works!

You can do it. You know.
Do not be afraid. Come on.

Come on, you can handle it.
Come on, let's go.

We can not talk together,
when you are.

I want to know why.

Why do not you respect me?
- Then it's running again.

You treat me like shit!

I had to take care of Mother.

Back and forth to the hospital
to try and keep her alive.

I was waiting for you to call.
She asked for you, do you know?

And I lied, always different lies.

"She is buried in work. She
called but she broke the leg. "

I could not say,
that you wanted to ski on us!

I'm not responsible for your happiness!

Life does not work like that!

You are not human.
You are like a machine.

You will not get any bonus points in the sky,
just because you're sorry for yourself!

You may not want it,
but that's how it is!

Such is the reality. Sometimes
do you have to shut down to survive.

It has always been about everything.

You, and your skinny survival.

Scroll down ... Stop.
Remove all about that woman.

Raging madness Also...

down to all the poor
people.

May I ...?

Yes. Can we make it look,
as if I embrace a refugee?

What are you doing?

She can change things about one online.

So if somebody googles one
in a few years -

- would you appear much sweeter,
than you really are.

Emilie?

Pardon.

Google Ines Thompson.

What are you doing?

There are some photos,
a lot of reviews ...

Was there anything specific,
I should change?

Here you go. You know how to do.

Wait.

I understand,
that you have to be terrible right now.

You have no idea!

I was somewhere else.

Do you want something to drink?

Your sister is afraid.

It was naive of me
to take her with.

You are not naive. You are considerate,
kind and intelligent.

You've done what you could.

Here.

Why are you here?

I followed my husband
two years ago.

- Where is he now?
- He left here.

Have you been here ever since?

I had no reason
to go back.

Stop. No.

Emilie? Say it now.

Where are we going?

To the world's most beautiful place.

You have already said that.

It's something very special.

Pardon?

- When does the helicopter fly?
- Tomorrow morning.

Is there room for one more?

There you are.

Grab a drink.

- What happens?
- It's my farewell party.

They have received so much money,
they could not say no.

Do not be so boring now. Relax.

You make an old man very happy!

Are you enjoying yourself Just take care of you.

Wonderful. Fireworks!

Lighten up.

Look...

I would like to sleep with you.

What?

Pardon. Nothing.

You do not know me.

Does it matter?

I look terrible.
I have scars everywhere.

My cock does not work.

Then I can not...

swipe.

I do not know...

But when I saw you here ...

You were just so beautiful.

Goddamn.

It's as if I'm saying everything,
what I think. Pardon.

Okay.

I did not want to penetrate.

Okay. More music!

Play my favorite song.
I have paid. Come on!

That's enough, that's enough ...

Just talk to whip a dead horse.

Does not matter.

I want you to comfort me.

Just give me ... put it there!

Comfort me! It's your job. I will
have comfort, your spoiled fool!

Your skinny amateur!

Oh God!

Okay, okay.

Oh God...

Okay.

Okay.

I'm ready.

Will you let him die like this?

Our job is to let him go
its own decisions.

He is free.

I was...

professional football player.

On the way to the top.

I could have been so good.

What happened?

Car accident.

Is that all?

That might not mean that much
for you.

- But for me ...
- But else are you fast?

You are not sick.

It's just your legs?

Everything went to hell,
when I lost them.

Everything I was.

But the rest of your body ...

I hate this body.

This is a shame ...

handicap ...

I can not handle it.

It repels me.

How can you say that?

I can not handle this anymore.

I can see that.

Can not we go somewhere?

Just you and me.

Before I travel.

So...

What do you want to do when you get home?

- I do not know.
- Of course you do it.

Tell.

What are you going to do next week?

I have ordered...

some new...

walls to my studio.

But I do not know if they can
Enter through the back door.

What else?

Sleep. Maybe...

I will...

start thinking
on my next project.

After the reviews ...

Something new.

There will be ...

pretty much to do.

You've always left me!

Emilie?

Pardon. Emilie?

Come here. So...

Hey. Wake up. Emilie?

Hey ...

Emilie?

Help!

Help!

She's not far back.

But she's not gonna die today.

The helicopter is ready.

You are traveling.

I'm just getting worse.

I want to show you something,
before you travel.

Just follow. They are waiting for you.

Come in here.

Unlock!

She drowns in her feelings.

That's how she has always been.

Father fled, and she and her mother clustered
collapsed and pulled each other down.

I refuse to live as a victim.

Your mother died of a broken heart.

She died because she was weak.

She died because she could not handle
life, as it is.

She stopped working.

She did not eat.

She could not...

She could not pay the bills
or go out and buy cigarettes.

One had to go out and buy cigarettes
and milk for assistance.

For one's mother no longer was a mother,
and one's family was not a family.

She failed.

Pressed in the bathtub,
head in the oven, sleeping pills ...

You know what? When it finally succeeded,
was it a relief.

Yes.

That was how Mother died.

A relief.

- Come here.
- No ...

It is okay.

I miss my mother.

I miss her so much.

Can you remember that summer in the house?

It houses on the island.

Mother had borrowed it from someone.

- Do you remember that?
- It was so hot.

You taught me to swim.

It was summer before father disappeared.

There was a piano standing upstairs.

Dad sat and played.

The window was open.

All night, yes.

It was so hot.

I was happy then.

Everybody was happy that summer.

You braided my hair in the morning.

There was a kiosk where we bought ice cream.

Do you remember that?

We went with bare toes.

Sometimes we met a tractor.

I held you in hand.

Hard as Mother had said.

You held me in my hand.

- Emilie Thompson?
- Yes.

Here you go.

Herewith I ask you, Emilie
Thompson, if you're absolutely sure -

- and for your own free will wishes
to leave.

Yes.

As you know, it tastes bitter.

When you have drunk, you get a shirt,
which relieves the taste.

A few seconds later you will fall
asleep.

And a few minutes later
your breathing ceases.

Are you sure,
that's what you want?

Yes.

I have something for you.

What will you do with your material?

- What do you mean?
- The pictures you have taken, the movies.

Do you want to use them in your work?

I do not know.

Just be honest about yourself.

Go now.

Go now.

Thanks.