﻿Do you work tomorrow?
﻿Yes, very early...
﻿And you?
﻿Me too.
﻿I used to be able to go out on a Thursday,
﻿drink a lot, then go to work the next day like nothing happened.
﻿I haven't done that in a while, I just fall asleep.
﻿The same thing happens to me, a disaster.
﻿Why do you travel so much?Do you work in tourism or at a hotel?
﻿I'm a tourist.
﻿A great job, I want it.
﻿I work in a travel agency,
﻿from 9 to 6.
﻿And you?
﻿I'm a physical therapist for all kinds of people, specially third age.
﻿I also do sports rehabilitation.
﻿So, if I injure myself running or at the gym...
﻿I rehabilitate you.
﻿Will I see you again?
﻿I don't think so...
﻿but thank you.I felt very comfortable.
﻿Well, bye.
﻿Bye.
﻿7:20 Once a Week
﻿The day we met,
﻿I was with my cousin
﻿She was the redhead.
﻿A while back she was having routine exams
﻿and suddenly something came back positive.
﻿She went through chemo, and got cured, finally.
﻿Every year I go with her to get her tests done, and once a year we have that fear.
﻿They said she was clear, that everything was good.
﻿We both wanted to celebrate, have a good time
﻿and I ended up here, with you.
﻿So that night you were celebrating life?
﻿Literally.
﻿I'm glad, for your cousin and myself.
﻿I like the way you laugh.
﻿I like that about you.
﻿When I was a kid I didn't laugh at all; I was very serious.
﻿Really?
﻿I was super structured,
﻿you should've seen my notebooks from school, all organized...
﻿I never ripped a page,
﻿and had perfect handwriting.
﻿And I never smiled.
﻿ I can't imagine you being like that.
﻿Yeah, I had a boyfriend that hated it.
﻿He said I couldn't tell jokes.
﻿Once, I rehearsed one.
﻿First I had to pick one. I searched everywhere for "The best joke in the world."
﻿And memorized it.
﻿One night in the middle of dinner
﻿with his group of friends, I told the joke.
﻿No one laughed.
﻿I'm not saying that they barely laughed.
﻿No one laughed.
﻿What was the joke? - What?
﻿The joke, what was it?I know almost all of them.
﻿Don't make fun of me.
﻿Two hunters go to the woods,
﻿One of them passes out and isn't breathing.
﻿The other callsthe emergency number and asks:
﻿"I think my friend is dead. What should I do?"
﻿"Keep calm sir. First, make sure your friend is truly dead".
﻿There's silence.A gunshot is heard.
﻿The hunter returns to the phone and says "Okay, what do I do now?"
﻿That's a very bad joke.
Hi.
﻿- Hi.- Come in.
﻿What are you thinking about?
﻿That I'm lucky, and that you are perfect.
﻿That's because you don't know me.
﻿Humiliating and gross things always happen to me.
﻿At first I was a little disgusted by oral sex.
﻿One day I'm with a guy, going at it,
﻿and suddenly the guy doesn't give me a heads up...
﻿...And boom!
﻿With a full mouth I try to be sexy, and I approach him so he can see me
﻿but I couldn't take it, and I threw up on his face.
﻿And what happened to the guy? - I don't know...
﻿He was taking a shower, and I ran out, and I never saw him again.
﻿Every year in my job they have a costume party
﻿it's the week of the clinic, there are teams,
﻿the different units compete against one another.
﻿It's important to participate. And I dressed up as Batman.
﻿- Batman is sexy.It was a good costume.
﻿The thing is that is was a little small for me, too tight.
﻿Well, I got to the place, and my costume was just the best.
﻿I was a finalist, and I had to get on stage
﻿and something terrible happened:
﻿For an unknown reason, I started thinking...
﻿"I can't have an erection", "There's no reason for me to get an erection."
﻿A stupid thought because,
﻿why would I have an erection, on a stage, dressed up as Batman, and wearing tights?
﻿Well...
﻿Apparently thinking about it too much caused the opposite effect
﻿because I started having porn thoughts
﻿And I had one.
﻿The costume got so tight that I couldn't even move.
﻿Then of course I win, they give me a trophy,
﻿and I try to cover myself with it but they ask me to raise it...
﻿And I did. And then it was out in the open...
﻿There was a big silence, and everyone was looking at me
﻿and suddenly a nurse shouts, "Watch out, he has a weapon!"
﻿I don't know much,
﻿all I know is that theycouldn't stop laughing...
﻿Stop, stop...
﻿No, no...
﻿- Here.- What?
﻿Listen.
﻿ The waves have become giants, while I drown
﻿My feet are not the same, after all
﻿ The clouds have become bigger, as I go away
﻿ My eyes don't see like they used to
﻿ I've become older I've become bigger
﻿The clouds have become bigger, as I go away
﻿My eyes don't see like they used to
﻿I've become older I've become bigger
﻿I've become wiser, but more of a coward
﻿More of a coward.
﻿You never mentioned your wife.
﻿No.
﻿- What does she do? - She's a teacher...
﻿To children between five and six years old.
﻿One day I picked her up at work and
﻿saw how much she cared about those kids
﻿and one approached her so she would tie his laces.
﻿She walked him slowly through the steps.
﻿A sequence he will repeat his whole life.
﻿That won me over. I told myself I would love her forever.
﻿I guess that doesn't make me very consistent.
﻿What?
﻿Nothing...
﻿What are you thinking about?
﻿That I don't know you.
﻿It's little time to know someone.
﻿Time has nothing to do with it.
﻿There's people married for 15 years
﻿and don't know if their spouse likes broccoli or cats.
﻿Basic stuff about the other person,
﻿what they like in bed or what they hate. Time has nothing to do with it.
﻿They say it lasts three months.
﻿So you are saying, this...
﻿Will end...
﻿Should end.
﻿Where's your friend?
﻿Travelling.
﻿Are you going to tell her?
﻿Maybe.
﻿I love bed picnics, isn't it the perfect concept?
﻿A friend told me: Never sleep with someone you can't eat in bed with.
﻿Eating is very intimate...
﻿Crabbing things to put in your mouth, it's very sexual.
﻿They say a man fucks like he eats: if he is clean, he will be clean.
﻿And if he spillsor slurps when he eats?
﻿He's very passionate.
﻿Japanese have this technique of eating sushi over a woman's body.
﻿Don't think about it.
﻿No...
﻿No.
﻿No...
Soy.
﻿I brought you something.
﻿What's this? - For you.
﻿For me? - Yes.
﻿With my name..
﻿A notebook?
﻿Don't be fooled,it's a paper computer.
﻿Look, here are the applications,
﻿contacts, calendars, notes, reminders,
﻿here are the projects you are working on,
﻿and the files.
﻿No batteries, you don't have to turn it on or update it,
﻿always available.
﻿I have a friend that has a stationary store. We're going to make more to sell.
﻿You made this? - Yes.
﻿I have my own shop at home,
﻿and I'm always doing something with paper.
﻿What about the travel agency and your 9-6 job?
﻿I thought that
﻿if I told you thatI'm a woman that does "nothing"
﻿and has a rich husband,
﻿you would've thought:
﻿"Here's the typical bored woman that wants and adventure."
﻿I don't think anything, I'm just here.
﻿That's it.
﻿Which one is your friend?
﻿That one.
﻿- Does she travel a lot? - Yeah...
﻿She imports clothes, that's why she travels all the time.
﻿Who are they?
﻿That's... her sister, her nephew and her sister's husband.
﻿- They seem like good people. - They are, a beautiful family.
﻿They love each other.
﻿We should make a trip.I don't know. Go far away.
﻿To what city?
﻿A city we can walk, with history,
﻿not very crowded, rather secluded.
﻿It would be the first time we would be out on the street.
﻿Be with you amongst people without looking everywhere.
﻿Is that complicated?
﻿What I'm saying is that we've never done what normal couples do.
﻿We've never walked holding hands in a park.
﻿We've never gone to the beach.
﻿We've never grabbed a coffee and done nothing but just being.
﻿When you are here, what do you tell her? Where are you supposed to be?
﻿That I'm taking a class on sports injuries. Every Thursday.
﻿And you?
﻿Movies with friends.
﻿And he never asks what movie you watched?
﻿He trusts me.
﻿What's wrong?
﻿Every day I think about you.
﻿If something funny happens,
﻿whom do I want to tell? You.
﻿If something wrong happens I want to call you.
﻿I want to be with youall the time.
﻿Locked up, here.
﻿There's a kid.Well, he's 16. Jonas.
﻿He goes to the clinic every Wednesday.
﻿The mother travels two hours to take him and waits while I work on him.
﻿At the end, she asks me if see him getting better and I tell her I do,
﻿that he's progressing.
﻿It's not true...
﻿He doesn't move a muscle.He has a degenerative condition.
﻿But I tell her that he's doing great and she smiles.
﻿Can he get better?
﻿The other day, I thought I saw him smiling. He can't, but that's what I thought.
﻿I tell him stories,
﻿I tell him about an assistant of ours, a very pretty girl, Rosita.
﻿say she's in love with him and will declare her love.
﻿I tell him "Look, there's your girlfriend." And he looks at me.
﻿What is going on in that mind?
﻿I'm not sure. All I know is that he's in love with Rosita.
﻿I need to stop doing that.
﻿The other day she was making out with one of the ER nurses.
﻿And I thought, my patient can't see that, that would break his heart.
﻿I want to be with you.
﻿Have a life with you.
﻿Last night I had a dream.
﻿About?
﻿I was by a river, more like a stream.
﻿There was a tree trunk, and I didn't know if I should cross.
﻿Then you showed up,
﻿we had two girls,
﻿they were twins.
﻿You have kids?
﻿No...
﻿I can't have kids.
﻿I'm sorry.
﻿...I don't know if you're sorry.
﻿I don't know.
﻿My husband wanted kids, a lot of kids.
﻿He's from a big family and dreamt of a bunch of kids running around.
﻿But that wasn't the case.
﻿We're a family of two.
﻿Have you thought about adopting?
﻿No.I don't want to.
﻿I might seem selfish, and maybe I am.
﻿But I got so used to the fact that I'm not going to be a mom,
﻿that I don't think about it.
﻿My sister once took me to an adoption agency,
﻿but we didn't go in.
﻿We didn't even leave the car. We stayed there, talking.
﻿I was scared.
﻿Scared?
﻿I just couldn't get out of that car.
﻿I have a son.
﻿His name is Nicolas.
﻿How old is he? - Nine.
﻿He has special needs.
﻿He laughs, plays, loves me, but doesn't show it.
﻿What's going to happen to him when he's older,
﻿and I'm not there to take care of him?
﻿How is he going to go through life? The basics?
﻿Is he going to be happy? Will he be bullied?
﻿Will he survive the damn teenage years?
﻿Will he avoid getting into a car with one of his drunk friends?
﻿And all the dangerous things we did, but don't want our kids to do...
﻿...but they will anyways.
﻿Sounds awful.
﻿It is,
﻿but it's worth it.
﻿Sounds common, but that kind of love is real.
﻿The rest is just...
﻿Lies?
﻿No, not lies.
﻿They're different.That's it, you can't compare them.
-Hi. -Hi.
﻿- Come in.- Sure.
﻿Last Thursday while I waited for you, I wrote.
﻿My handwriting is horrible, I'm more used to using the computer,
﻿but I wrote the things I want and don't want to do with you.
﻿It's incredible the thingsI came up with in two hours...
﻿Or was it three?
﻿Well...
﻿Things to do with you
﻿Be with her in bed in a cold place,
﻿under the covers, covered up to our noses,
﻿whispering while it rains,
﻿hug her, watch her sleep,
﻿feel her breathing,
﻿laugh, eat chocolate,
﻿make love, have sex, fuck.
﻿Talk, dance, argue, theorize, antagonize,
﻿whisper, listen to music, all under the covers.
﻿Leave a surprise in her purse, bite her,
﻿undress her slowly, undress her with haste,
﻿shower, get dirty, and daub our bodies, drive her crazy,
﻿make her scream, watch her look through the window in the darkness,
﻿have a daughter or theorize about it,
﻿read the books she reads,
﻿grow old with her...
﻿And at the same time,
﻿forget her, have her forget me,
﻿walk away, have her walk away,
﻿lose her without pain, softly,
﻿have her lose me without pain, softly,
﻿be at peace, have her be at peace,
﻿may time never pass and may it pass...
﻿Did you like it?
﻿I'd never written anything but prescriptions and treatments.
﻿Three hou
﻿I waited outside for three hours.
﻿I couldn't make it.
﻿- You could've told me. - My battery died.
﻿- You could've borrowed a charger. - I couldn't.
﻿Where were you?
﻿Were you fuckingyour husband?
﻿Or planned to end this and forgot to tell me?
﻿Leave..
﻿Julia...
﻿I know you.I know something happened.
﻿Why didn't you make it on Thursday?
﻿Look at me.
﻿I wanted to rip you out.
﻿I didn't want to feel this.
﻿So I called some friends and went dancing somewhere.
﻿But at the same time, I couldn't stop thinking you were here waiting for me.
﻿And I knew it would've taken very little for me
﻿to take a taxi and be here with you.
﻿And there was a guy at the bar looking at me,
﻿tall, blond, with a beard.
﻿And I thought,
﻿I want to feel that beard in my mouth,
﻿I want to feel that beard down here.
﻿So I kissed him.
﻿And while we were walking in the parking lot, he stopped me,
﻿and stuck his hand between my legs.
﻿As soon as we got into his car we were fucking like animals.
﻿From behind and everywhere, like dogs in heat.
﻿- Do you want anything? - No, thank you.
﻿You've been okay?
﻿Yes.
﻿You?
﻿Yes, well...
﻿These weeks have been quiet.
﻿It feels like so long ago, right?
﻿Yes.
﻿And your friend?
﻿I told her about you, finally.
﻿What did you tell her?
﻿That you were cute.
﻿What did she say
﻿She told me not to let you go.
﻿Can you tell her something from me?
﻿Yes.
﻿Sure.
﻿Tell her that her music sucks.
﻿Don't ask me to leave you
﻿You're not going to achieve it
﻿The love I have inside The love I have inside
﻿Will accompany me to the end
﻿Don't want me to not look at you
﻿If your eyes are my light
﻿Two bright stars that light up
﻿In the night, the reason of the blue sea
﻿Because I keep your love...
﻿What are you going to do when we meet again?
﻿When we meet again? - Yes.
﻿Five years from now, at a supermarket.
﻿I will say hello like a normal person.
﻿Hi Julia... it's Manuel.I don't know if you remember me.
﻿Of course, nice to see you.
﻿How are you? - I'm good.
﻿How long has it been? Eight? Ten years?
﻿Ten, ten years.
﻿How's it going with the paper computers?
﻿WellI've done well.
﻿And you?
﻿I finally got divorced,
﻿and left kinesiology.
﻿Opened a record store, vinyl, only classics.
﻿Are you still married?
﻿No, I got divorced. He has a girlfriend ten years younger and three kids.
﻿Do you think about me sometimes?
﻿A lot...
﻿And you?
I...
﻿remember you, a lot.
﻿The portrait of my dreams has your face painted
﻿Don't ask me to throw it away Don't ask me to throw it away
﻿Or my soul will die
﻿Because I keep your love...
﻿in my bedside table
﻿It goes on like a brooch
﻿in the middle of the heart.
﻿I keep your love in my bedside table
﻿It goes on like a brooch
﻿I keep it, oh, I keep it
﻿I keep your love in my bedside table
﻿Two bright stars that light up my way through the night
﻿I keep your love in my bedside table
﻿I have your love...
﻿I brought you something.
﻿Here.
﻿Thank you.
﻿It was my mother's...The only thing of hers I kept.
﻿I want you to have it.
﻿You...You shouldn't have.
﻿It's broken anyways, It doesn't tell time anymore.
﻿I tried to fix it, but I think is better like that, anyway.
﻿Always at 7:20.
﻿Thank you.
﻿Let's go for a walk...
﻿A few blocks amongst people, like normal people.
﻿Even if it's just this once.
﻿I never told youabout my husband.
﻿Last Tuesday he returned from a quick trip,
﻿a business trip.
﻿I never go to pick him up,
﻿but that day I went to the airport as a surprise.
﻿It was spontaneous, I wanted to do it.
﻿People started leaving the gate and...
﻿I saw him,
﻿holding a little boy, three or four years old.
﻿I was surprised and I didn't know what to think.
﻿Then I saw that he was helping a passenger that had a mess with her bags
﻿and he was holding her son as a kind gesture.
﻿When he returned the boy,
﻿for a second my husband caressed his head and kissed his forehead.
﻿And at a distance..That gesture...
﻿A gesture so simple and irrelevant,
﻿made me see how much he wanted a child,
﻿and how much he loves me, without telling me, despite not having one.
﻿And I knew that was my place,
﻿that I wanted to be with him.
﻿Not because I'm giving up or used to it,
﻿but because what we have, and what we don't have...
﻿Is true love.
﻿Well...
﻿Maybe in another time.