Boreal (2024)

[bunniefuu]

(Film projector noise)

(Atmospheric logo music)

(Sinister music)

We're leaving

Wait for me, and we go together.

The car thing again? What's your

problem about seeing me driving lately?

I'm just saying because you'll

probably be tired after so many meetings.

(Car door opening, closing)

(Sighs)

Are you ready?

Why did that lady say hello to you?

She's mistaken me for someone else.

So, have you also mistaken her?

Leave that Bruno!

No

Leave it!

Bruno, give me the wallet, please!

No

What's going on? Are you not

listening to me? Leave that wallet, Bruno.

Give me the wallet right now, Bruno, now!

Bruno, give it to... give me the wallet!

There you go

(Gasps, car skidding)

(ominous noises)

(Muffled noises ringing)

(Atmospheric struggle)

(Music tense)

(Yelling, sounds as if

under water)

(Soft ominous piano music)

(Low atmospheric humming sounds)

(Tense music builds)

(music builds)

(Strange voices echo)

Where is he?

Honey?

Where is the boy?

What boy?

Hey, hey, hey

How did you get into my house?

Easy, Guille, look at

me, look at me, look at me

For Christ's sake Guille,

what are you doing?

Why the f*ck do you know my name?

I'm Bea, Your wife

Drop that, come on

(Music intensifies)

(Strange voices echo on)

Where is my son?

Guille, please! Stop!

Tell me where the

boy is or I'll k*ll her!

You're having an episode,

that's why you don't recognize us!

Let her go

Let her go!

Guille, I can't breathe

Calm down

Calm down

(Yelling, bottle smashes)

(Yelling)

Guille, look at me, look

at me, Guille, look at me.

(Sobbing)

(Birds singing, wind blowing)

(Tense music builds)

I'm going to get some bread.

Didn't you go this morning?

I bought wine but forgot the bread.

The one who has no head,

has feet, like your father says.

We can use the frozen one. It's fine.

There's no more left.

Ana, they're about to arrive.

Your alioli without bread is not

the same. I'll be right back, okay?

(Door slams)

Well, it is what it is. That's it.

Hi!

(Giggling)

How are you, dear?

I wanted to get here so badly.

I can see that; I can see that.

Is it all okay?

Yes.

- Who is here?

- Who is here?

Who is here?

I don't know!

Who is here?

How are our favorite entrepreneurs?

Not as good as Sergio Ramos'

double, from what I see...

My goodness. This is

getting out of hand, isn't it?

And, on top of that, arriving

late, just like a celebrity

let him tell you

why we are late

No way; I have enough just by hearing you

Where is the chief entrepreneur?

She'll be right back.

How is she?

Good.

Better.

Well, little by little.

Dude, it's been a long time.

First weekend without the child!

So, by the way, many thanks.

Well, maybe this weekend we

can have wild sex.

I'll consider myself lucky if

we get to just having plain sex.

(Dog barking)

Look, look, look who is coming! Roque!

Oh, my Roque! Oh, my boy! Oh, my boy!

Come on, go take a walk.

He lives a great life here.

Sure.

Aren't you afraid of him getting lost?

Shall we take our luggage or...?

I'll show you the house first, come in

This is it.

Holy sh*t.

Come on, I love it!

My god, I love it.

Truth be told, we're very

happy with how things are looking.

"We"? This is Ana's doing; I'm sure

(giggling)

Do you want to see the crown jewel?

Sure. This way?

Downstairs.

Let's go to the other wing!

Girl, girl, girl.

Et voil

Holy sh*t, look at the liberals

with a swimming pool!

Ana's father did it

during the rehabilitation.

When do you open to the public?

In two weeks from now.

(Laughter)

Am I the first guest?

If you let us.

Guillermo, really?

Don't you?

No.

You neither?

In your dreams.

What the f*ck is this?

Please, Guillermo, man, it's not necessary.

Are you seriously going to do it?

(Screaming)

You f*ck!

This is so good!

Hey, haven't you seen Ana on your way here?

No. Were we supposed to?

I don't know. It doesn't take too

long by car.

By car?

Hey! There is no urine detector

here, is there? No way there is one.

Shall we?

What's up?

Look.

I thought I saw something different in you.

I felt a bit weird. And I was sick of

people asking me questions about this.

I see... Were they able to

tell you why it changed color?

Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

It was about time!

Who is here? Who is here?

Who is here?

No, no, no Guille!

Guille, Guille! Look: The bread!

I really wanted to see you.

Well, I didn't want to see you at all!

And Mauro?

With his grandparents. This

way we can enjoy you more.

Let me at least see him in

photos; He must be so big.

He is indeed.

These are from last weekend.

Wow, he has grown up a lot!

He is fat as a pig.

He looks beautiful.

Who's hungry?

And thirsty? Who is thirsty? I

mean, look at this amount of water,

someone needs to drink

(Banter, laughter)

No, no, no, Guille, stop, I have my phone,

I have my phone, stop! Stop! Help me!

(Dog barking)

And since when does your husband

prefers buying green sweaters?

Since I became a grown-up, and I have

a clear idea of what I like.

The truth is that you have been a bit

nondescript for a while... What color is it?

Khaki green.

Have you seen my phone?

No.

This is so...

For real? It's a recipe

from my grandma Carmen.

You have to try this.

Is he a cook now?

I mean...

Seriously, how can I be such a mess!

What?

My phone.

What phone.

My phone, Guillermo.

You're so silly.

Ah! I'll eat you up!

Well, how are you doing?

All good, you know, a new

boss, who is a pain in the a*s

all day long going after me, and

who basically needs to get...

I knew she was going to make that face

Roque!

The worst thing is that you

probably think so.

Have you two already started fighting?

His fault.

Are you done?

I mean, If I don't do it, then who?

My parents.

How is Mauro?

Good, good.

It's me who's asking, not

him. It's the second time.

I ask you and you look at

him before answering me.

Come on, come on, a little more

wine because I have hardly filled it.

By the way, now that you're serving

me... we need to tell you something.

We have a maid.

She isn't a maid. It's a

Moroccan girl who is helping

us at home until Mauro

starts children's school.

Was it necessary to

specify her nationality?

Adila. Super nice girl, you should

try it. You should buy one, for real.

If you going to start saying stupid things,

I'd prefer you wouldn't keep on drinking.

We're lucky she is at

home, because she is the

only one who knows how

the washing machine works.

Dude!

No, no, I mean it: We

bought a model that looks like

the Star Trek ship and God

knows how to make it work.

And the woman is clean,

educatedshe knows how to sew

and Ana, for you that would

be very useful. That way you

would stop wearing those

shaggy pants you like, as if

you were still a hippie when

you really are a posh woman.

When have we become so boring as to talk

about washing machines, and pants' hems?

Boring and posh.

Cheers on that.

On us.

And to posh people with swimming pools.

Touch.

-Cheers

-Cheers

You can all laugh but

thank God we have that

washing machine. You

know how dirty kids are.

Can I get more tomato?

Sure.

You know what I mean.

Yeah, sure.

And kindergarten... private, I suppose.

Bruno went to a public

one, the same as school.

Right.

The gift!

f*ck, it's true! The gift!

You won't believe it!

It wasn't necessary, really.

How do you put up with him?

I don't know. It's always like this

Seriously, you liberals,

you still have this... so cute!

Leave it there, man.

Have you chosen a kindergarten?

Ana...

What?

Sorry, I feel awful, I didn't want to.

No worries. How's everything else?

Your parents?

My parents?

Pablo... My parents aren't...

sh*t, Bea, I'm sorry, I don't

know where my head is. I'm sorry.

No worries.

Sorry, but I don't understand

the mystery of telling me whether

you are going to look for a

private or a public kindergarten.

I'm asking you, not him...

- Ana!

- Yes or no?

Ana!

Damn it, what's the deal?

It's a very easy question.

Private.

Well, it's not kindergarten,

it's a children's school. Private.

Well, you'll see, you'll see!

Hey, it's for you too. Who's

going to do the honors? Open it!

What is this?

- Tear it, tear it!

- Sure? Okay

What is this?

You'll see.

Look at us! How dumb!

You better say it!

How are you?

(Mysterious music)

Thanks for the gift.

What a party, huh?

Hey...

Nothing can change what happened.

But, please, don't

pretend Bruno didn't exist.

So, I'll talk about my son whenever

I feel like f*cking doing it, okay?

Maybe it was too early for this plan.

(Bleeping, dog parking)

Pablo?

Roque attacked him.

What?

He hasn't bitten him or any of

that. He just started barking at him.

Are you okay, honey?

Be careful with that.

Roque?

Roque went to the mountain.

Roque?

Roque?

How are you?

Fine.

The differential switch is okay.

So, there must be a problem in town.

I want to propose a toast.

Now?

I want to toast for Ana.

(Dog barking in distance)

For you

Because although sometimes you

have a shitty personality, you have a heart

so big it doesn't even fit in that

made-for-rich-liberals swimming pool.

Because there are very few like you.

Because this world, with people

like you, with your impetuous nature,

and at the same time with your

infinite tenderness, is worth living in.

Has he said, impetuous nature?

Guillermo!

If you want, we can go for a

threesome right here.

Come on, I think you've drank enough.

Let me help you.

Is this our bedroom?

It doesn't matter.

Come on, honey, we're

almost there.

I'm not sure what happened, he

usually doesn't get this way

What's up?

Are you okay, honey?

Guille...

Guille.

(Glass breaking)

Ana must have started the generator.

Sorry, so sorry, really.

It's okay, it's okay, no worries.

Honey...

Come here.

Come on.

He is a weirdo.

He just drank too much wine,

that's all.

Is there any gas oil

left for the generator?

You need to see this.

What's up?

I can't believe it... It was true!

Guille saw it this morning. He said it

was so dazzling he had to stop the car.

I heard something on a

radio program this morning.

About what?

They said the last time something

like this was seen not long

ago was in Ireland, in the

area where your sister lives...

Kenmare.

Did you see it?

No. Shall we have a drink?

Now?

Do we have ice and lemons?

I'll go get them.

sh*t, I feel awful...

I thought he was making a joke. You

know how intense he can get sometimes...

And then when I realized he

wasn't joking, I asked if he was

alright. If he had seen similar

stuff these past days. And he said no.

He said he wasn't seeing

visions. Because he saw

them once, it didn't mean

it could happen again.

What if that's the case? What

if he is having another episode?

But that's not a vision, Pablo.

That's real.

Yes, but what about the rest? His

behavior? The kisses he gave to Ana?

He just drank too much

wine. You said it yourself.

And you said he is a weirdo.

He's being weird. That's true.

He has to take medication, right?

No; Only when he had the

episode. Then, not anymore.

Where is he?

Where is the boy?

Guillermo?

(Tense music)

Guille... my love.

Guille?

Help, help!

Help me!

- I'm Bea!

- Help me please!

Please...

Don't hurt my son.

I'm sure Mauro he's perfectly

fine, honey.

Mauro. Our son.

I only have one son, and his

name is Bruno.

(Coughing, shuffling)

Do you know her?

Guille, do you recognize me?

Be careful.

I'm your friend. Just like them.

Guille...

I'm Ana...

(Sobbing)

Ana is dead.

She's dead.

Come on.

Bea!

Sit down. Sit down.

There is no service here.

Do you have your phone?

I don't know where my phone is.

Land line?

There, next to the kitchen's door.

The phone doesn't work.

Can you bring me the first-aid kit?

It's in the bottom left door... I think.

I'm going to cut your pants, okay?

See if you can find scissors.

Okay.

My grandmother always said that

blood is very scandalous.

(Grunts in pain)

So

this is going to hurt.

One, two and...

(Grunting)

m*therf*cker.

I told him. I told him this was

going to happen to him one day.

I told him! So many meetings, so

much stress, so much sh*t going on.

Where are the keys?

The car keys?

Where do you want to go?

We need to get some help, Pablo!

They must be upstairs, inside the bowl.

Bea.

Bea!

Don't move.

Bea!

Where are the keys?

The cars' keys, Guillermo,

where are they?

How's your friend?

His name is Pablo. And he is also your

friend.

Seriously, I promise you, I didn't

want to hurt him.

No, leave me alone.

Here, look: Here we

are the three of us, see?

I only have one son named Bruno.

Look.

This is the picture we framed, from

the party where the four of us met.

Come on, leave it.

The journalism one?

In that party I only met

Ana. Look, you must believe me.

I don't understand

what's going on,

I just remember that I was with Bruno

watching the aurora borealis,

and suddenly, we

started to feel very weird...

What's up?

Go on.

When we got home, we

started to feel very bad. So, I put

my son to bed in his room

and I went to sleep and then

I woke up... Here.

Ana... you know where

Bruno is, right? Right?

Right?

Why did you say before that Ana was dead?

This makes no sense at all...

Why?

Because she is!

Ana died in a car accident.

What accident?

Ana was in the car with

the boy, and she lost control.

Bruno's belt was blocked.

She stayed inside

until she got him out of it. But

she couldn't get out anymore.

After the accident

we moved to this house.

Ana, you do know where my boy is, right?

Right, Ana? Tell me!

Ana, for f*ck's sake, Ana!

Gulle, calm down.

Calm down! Calm down!

He is having another episode!

Guille, look at me! Guille, you need

to breathe! Guille, focus on breathing!

Guille, Look at me. You must

look at me and breathe with me!

Guille, Guille, please!

Guille, focus on breathing!

Slowly. Breathe in,

breathe outVery good!

(Gasping)

That's it.

Breathe.

Very good.

Is this all?

Well, and a needle and thread, in

case someone dares to mend my leg...

Do you know what this is?

I found it among Guille's stuff.

Maybe it's the medication

to avoid having an episode...

Do you think Guille would hide

something like this from me?

This is a sleeping b*mb.

And taking into account

the packaging, who

knows where he got it from.

It might be that... All medicines

have many side effects, right?

Maybe Guille was taking this for insomnia,

and it gave him some strange reaction.

Could be.

Anyways, the important thing

is that we can't trust him, okay?

As much as we love him, okay?

Right now, he doesn't know

what he does or what he says.

You shouldn't be standing up.

What if the aurora has something

to do with this?

Are you an idiot?

Pablo!

Why does he recognize you but not me?

Here the only thing to

consider is that you are putting

yourself in danger by getting

so close to him, the two of you.

Do you recognize anything?

Not at all.

But what are we looking

for? It's clear he had

another psychotic

episode, that's all there is.

What about this?

(Soft music)

Is this happening everywhere?

Do you think my son is okay?

How are you?

Ana...

Why do you insist on erasing him?

Why do we never talk about him?

Why we never say his name? Bruno.

Bruno.

Don't listen to Guille's fantasies.

At least in his fantasies

I was able to save him.

We should lock ourselves in the cellar.

What for? It's going to be very uncomfortable

for the four of us to be stuck in there.

You and me.

It's the safest room, and

given how I am right now.

Don't talk nonsense, Pablo

What if he gets aggressive again?

Let's put the toys away, shall we?

We've already talked about this with

the therapist.

Come on.

If it were possible... would you

consider having a different life?

No, it's not possible.

If it were?

Ana...

In this one I've had everything

I have always wanted.

We put them all away.

It's not a toy, it's

a sort of amulet...

Amulet?

Yes, For good luck. It was

given to me long time ago.

Can I see it?

No, If I show it to

you, it loses its power.

Since when do you believe in such things?

Sometimes you need to believe, right?

Please!

Guille, don't hurt her, okay?

The aurora is growing in size, and it has

more colors. It's happening here as well.

Let her go. Don't make things more

complicated, please!

Your Guille was under the light.

And then he fell asleep at some point.

You need to believe me! It's the aurora!

It's the aurora!

Guille, please!

Don't move, don't move!

You are going to k*ll her!

Guille... I can't...

(Gasping)

(Coughing)

I'm sorry. I didn't...

What the hell is happening to me?

I just want to go home with my son.

Your son?

Ana and you adopt Bruno

six years ago, right?

And he wet the bed

until he was pretty old.

He loved drawing under the covers.

And then he would sneak in your

bed, and he would fall asleep there.

That's not your son, Guillermo,

that's mine.

The life you speak of is

mine, my life and Ana's!

There is a Bruno there as well!

(Thudding, screaming)

There's neither there nor here,

crazy as*h*le! That's enough!

Are you crazy?

(Sobbing continues)

(Ominous sounds)

So, if he appeared here... My Guille

could also be out there, lost, right?

What do you think it's going on exactly?

I don't knowMaybe the

aurora is some kind of portal.

Portal?

And Mauro? Can a baby alsojump?

Jump? For real?

Look what you've done.

I don't know Pablo. You will agree that

there are very strange things happening.

Or does an aurora borealis out

of nowhere seem normal to you?

No, sh*t, no.

But from there to

freaking out, either.

I don't know, climate change,

I don't know, whatever

And when Roque attacked him?

And the way he reacted

when he found out about Bruno.

Or why did he know the aurora was changing

colors, when he was here, locked up?

Because he, himself, told you

he saw in the morning, Bea.

And when he hugged Ana?

Do you also think he was pretending?

That's not the issue.

Just because Guille believes

his story doesn't mean it's real.

And you should

know that better than anyone.

Didn't she tell you that you had a

psychotic episode, like, 3 years ago?

Tell him, tell him.

You can say what you

want, but what if it's real?

What if he really isn't Guillermo?

Are you okay?

May I?

You?

What, are you also a doctor now?

No, but when I was a kid, we were all

from a group of mountaineers, and we used

to go hiking almost every weekend, so

I've had to see more than one ugly wound.

Say it. Come on, dude, just say it.

We should loosen the

tourniquet and stop the

bleeding, so the leg

doesn't get gangrenous...

There is a first aid kit upstairs.

Yes, but his thigh is pierced...

Pierced by you, son of a b*tch, by you!

Enough! If we want to get out of

this we are going to have to collaborate.

Whether we like it or not. All right?

So?

I once saw a similar wound. So, until help

arrived what they did was plug the wound.

Plug it?

Yes, they made knots with some cloth to

make it thick enough to stop the bleeding.

Did it work?

f*cking greatthat's how it worked!

We were in the middle

of the mountain. Here we

are in a house, we can

change the cloth often.

No, no. You must be f*cking

kidding. No

Your decision.

(Distant chattering)

(Clicking)

We have to let the sheets boil for about

twenty minutes, so that they are disinfected.

Once they dried, we make

a knot, and we give it a try, all right?

Ana, please: Whatever happens,

take me to the cellar and lock us inside.

That Bea wants to

believe his story to justify him.

But the fact

that you believe him...

I haven't said that.

So?

All I'm saying is that

he's as baffled as we are.

And does that give his

story a vote of confidence?

No, that gives it to him.

So, for you the embrace was real, was it?

What is that about now?

I don't understand why

you trust Guille so much.

Because after what happened, I

don't know who I should trust more...

What's going on Ana?

What the f*ck is going on?

It took you a long time

to get over it. It was very

hard for us to get over

it, to go back there again.

Bruno is not here, Ana. Not in this

world, not in any other. He is not here.

As much as you want to believe it.

Nothing can do anything to change

it! Remember? Nothing!

Can I help you?

There must be some gauze around here.

Are you hurt?

Don't listen to Pablo.

We can do one thing.

We can jump together to find Bruno.

Ana, do you have any idea

of how much we missed you.

Now he must be lazing

around as not to go to bed.

He was awake, maybe

he hasn't fallen asleep yet.

We can't let this

opportunity pass us by.

Ana.

Do you know what it's like to

have you here, in front of me?

Alive.

Sorry.

We can only do this during the aurora.

And where are we going to jump?

Because in your version I don't exist.

So, you have thought about it.

How can I not think about the

possibility of being with my son?

Let's try, shall we?

The Ana from my version is happy.

Is she, or does she seem like it?

If your Ana exists, surely it is

very difficult to see the difference...

Thank you.

Even if you don't believe

me, I understand you perfectly.

I'd do anything for Ana.

Like hitting someone who

doesn't defend himself?

Like trusting my partner even

if what they tell is totally bizarre.

Guille is not lying, Pablo.

No?

No.

In the matter of being

another person or in the matter

of being for 20 years

secretly in love with Ana?

Do you realize what that must

be? The dude loves her so much that

he has short-circuited his head to

somehow experience what he feels.

Do you admire him now?

Is that what it looks like? That

way of lovingI don't know about that.

That is not love, Pablo.

That's something else.

Whatever it is, your reaction

looks pretty similar too.

How far would you go for Guille?

(Power thudding, bleeping)

Saved by the bell.

This was going to happen.

(Footsteps)

Why haven't you turn the lights on?

All good?

Do we have all we need with that?

We need to collect all the

towels we can.

There are more upstairs, in the bedroom.

I'll go.

I'll go with you.

You look weird.

But it fits you. The hair, I mean.

Thanks.

I don't know if it sounds strange,

but thank you for defending me before.

You're my husband.

No, I'm not.

Swear to me that you're

not my Guille.

Swear to me.

Do you think he'll find the way back?

Guille...

Do you think that...?

Did you know where they were?

I didn't know.

What if Pablo is right? What if I'm

having another episode and I don't know it?

It must have been a coincidence.

Coincidence?

Weirder things do happen, right?

Maybe there is some sort of

connection between my Guille and you

And now, what are we going to do?

Nothing. We go downstairs

with all of this, and we help Pablo.

What if my memories are not real? What if

I never went to the mountains? And if...?

Guillermo, Guillermo, listen to me.

"We are what we tell ourselves."

That's what you always told me. And I

believe everything you have told us. All.

Ready?

Guille.

You won't forget me, right?

Here we go.

Are you ready?

And you?

First, we must release the tourniquet.

Only then will we know

if we are blocking it.

Isn't he going to

lose a lot of blood?

If we're fast, he won't.

There I go.

3,2,1... Now!

What are you waiting for?

What the f*ck are you

waiting for?

Come on!

Guille!

Come on!

(Yelling, blood squelching)

It's still bleeding.

(Gasping)

Ana, for Christ's sake!

It's okay, it's okay.

(Sinister music)

The aurora is above us.

(Ominous noises)

Do you recognize this?

Are you with that again?

But they look like mine. They are for

sleeping, right? From your husband

Does anyone want to eat something?

What about this?

- No?

- No

That's not my bank

Are you sure you're not hungry?

What about this?

Do you know what that is?

Why are you looking at Ana?

Why is he looking at you?

What is that?

Ana, this is a gift I made for you, right?

At the party, the day we met

But here or there?

A gift? Why?

Because it was the first

time we hooked up.

I never hooked up with him.

Go on.

What are you up to?

She was with another guy,

so I made two so we would

see each other again,

so it would bring us luck.

Luck.

Pablo, please, listen to me.

Show it to me.

This makes no sense.

Ana, show it to me,

please. Show it to me.

Show it to me.

It was me.

The other guy in that story

you are making up was me.

No, it wasn't you.

Guille only gave me the crane.

Only?

And you've been keeping

it for 20 f*cking years.

Have you ever thought what your life

would be like if you were with Guille?

No.

Who are you?

Who the f*ck are you?

And if I ever thought

about it, what?

Sometimes you need to imagine

another life to continue living, right?

Have you never done it?

I only wanted to be with

you since the day I met you.

Do you want to know how

the accident happened?

Ana...

I lost control of the car.

But I lost it because Bruno had found

the crane.

And I got nervous. Crazy, huh?

And you know the

craziest thing of all?

First, I didn't love him!

I didn't love my son!

When he arrived home, I felt

like he was a stranger. Alien to me.

Sometimes I would surprise myself thinking

who that child who lived in our house was.

Whose were all those toys

lying around the kitchen?

Always looking at me, too.

As if he knew what I was thinking.

As if he could read inside me.

So as for no one to notice, I started

faking it. I pretended and became an amazing

mother for those who were looking at me.

The most affectionate, the most dedicated.

What the hell, the best!

Do you want to know

the funniest thing?

It turns out that after faking

it for so long, it became real!

From pretending to love

him so much, I ended up doing

body and soul! Like I never

thought anyone could be loved.

Do you know when I realized?

When he died.

One day, picking up his things.

So, what do I do now

without my precious boy?

(Struggle)

(Omnibus music)

I know you're telling the truth.

I know it from the beginning.

Come on, help me.

Come on.

You won't trust a wounded man?

What's the matter?

We'll be right back.

When all of this is over, maybe

we should grab a coffee, right?

Like we used to.

Yes.

And do you know what I'm going

to do as soon as I find my Guille?

What?

I'll convince him to go

to Paris for a weekend.

Can you believe I've

never been to Paris?

It's not that important.

I know.

Maybe for you is

something silly, right?

The romantic getaway and so.

No, no.

It's just that you and I

are so different, right?

It's always been the case.

Me so... classic.

Predictable, almost, right?

And you, on the other

hand, are so independent.

So strong.

And guys have always

liked that a lot, of course.

What are you talking about?

It's just that me, with my little

house, my husband, my son.

It's what I always

wanted since I was little.

How simple, right? I must seem like

the missing link of the Western woman.

Bea...

A Neanderthal of the female gender.

Of the silly sort, I must seem to you.

Do you think they look like me?

Who?

The other Bea is lost out there.

So what?

First, I wanted to apologize.

For what happened before.

It got out of hand.

But you would have done

exactly the same, right?

Right?

That doesn't matter

anymore. Pablo, are you

going to tell me about

the other thing or not?

Do you know that I always knew that

my first son was going to be called Mauro?

What an obsession with

having children, right?

Do you think that one day

he will be able to forgive me?

Who, Mauro?

Why would he have to forgive you?

My boy.

Although

I never imagined having

such a fat son.

Because he is fat.

(Hysterical laughter)

He is fat as a pig!

(Gasping for breath)

Bea.

Bea!

Bea, what's going on? Tell me.

Bea, Bea!

Bea!

What was that about?

And Guille?

Don't open.

But he's outside, the light is on him!

He's had an episode again.

And I had to defend myself.

Pablo!

(Yelling in distance)

Is this what you would do for Guille?

Pablo.

Pablo, I beg you!

(Banging and yelling in distance)

He took the lamp and

attacked me. It was all very fast.

Let me see, let me see.

Are there any clean gauze pads?

Ana.

Now or never.

What?

(Mysterious music)

I only wanted to be with

you since the day I met you.

Where is Pablo?

Can't you see that I would do

anything to stay here with you?

Even... stay silent about Bruno?

Did you know the accident

was going to happen?

No.

I didn't know.

Sometimes it happens,

other times it doesn't.

Other times?

I couldn't, I couldn't let you

die, my love. Do you understand?

Bea!

What's wrong with you?

(Coughing)

Bea, are you okay?

Bea, open your mouth.

OpenBea, open your mouth!

Bea, open your f*cking mouth!

She needs to walk, come on.

- Can you?

- Yes, I'm fine

- Come on, up!

- Up, Bea!

Help us!

You need to walk.

Yes, walk.

(Talking over each other, panic)

That's it!

(Struggle)

(Choking, coughing)

Let's give her some

room for breathing, okay?

Yes, of course.

What were you thinking?

Do you want some?

Here.

(Ominous music)

Are you feeling better?

(Intended, muffled atmospheric sounds)

Ana... (muffled atmospheric sounds)

Ana! (Echos)

Ana! (Echos)

Ana!

(Ghostly sounds)

(Music intensifies)

(Soft ominous music)