A Fantastic Woman Page #4

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Why don't you sing for me instead?

[PLAYING]

[SINGING OPERA IN ITALIAN]

Diabla?

Diabla?

Diabla?

[ZIPPER ZIPS]

WOMAN:

Onetto Textiles, good afternoon.

MARINA:

I have a wreath for Mr. Orlando Onetto.

Could you tell me

where his wake is being held?

Take it easy, beautiful. Hm?

Okay.

- Is this all you're stealing?

- If you had a bigger car, I'd steal more.

What?

You two sisters are starting already?

[SCOFFS]

You'll scare me to death.

No.

I'll survive.

I think we should call the police.

- What for?

GASTON:
It's a crime. Trespassing.

No, I don't want any more police,

doctors, hospital gowns, uniforms.

I don't want anything.

Orlando's son just wants me

out of there fast.

GASTON:

That's not the point.

- It's no way to communicate.

- Oh, please, Mr. Contradictions.

"That's not the point"? Butt out.

Butt out? I've heard these stories

for nine years.

I'll leave your house

as soon as I can, okay?

No, it's not that.

Our house is your house, always.

Always, right?

Yes, always, obviously.

MARINA:
Can I have one last favor?

- Another one?

- Cut it out.

GASTON:
What?

Cut it out.

- Could you drop me off here?

WANDA:
Why?

- I want my dog.

WANDA:
What for?

It's a bad idea

for you to do anything alone.

No. Wait until we get home.

There, we can smoke something.

We can relax, and you can make

a more considered decision, okay?

Fine.

[WANDA & GASTON

SHOUTING IN SPANISH]

GASTON:

Get out!

WANDA:
You get out!

GASTON:
F***, I'm driving.

WANDA:

Right...

[ORGAN PLAYING

AND WOMAN SINGING HYMN]

No one says a word!

[MUSIC AND SINGING STOP]

Leave, please.

MOM.!

[SIGHS]

Get out, they said.

Have you no respect for people's pain?

Get out!

Marina!

[GABO SHOUTING IN SPANISH]

I'm sorry!

I'm very sorry.

Everyone is upset.

It's not about you. I'm sorry.

[GROANS]

Saying goodbye to a loved one when

he dies is a basic human right, isn't it?

Yes.

[SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

You're absolutely right.

It's done, Gabo.

Go back. Careful not to fall.

Why did you come

to mess with the family?

Everyone told you to leave us alone.

What do you want?

For you to get out of here,

f***ing f*ggot. Got it?

MAN 1:
What are you looking at?

- You're looking at me.

MAN 1:
You threatening me, fudge packer?

- No.

Go destroy someone else's family,

you f***ing monster!

Hey! You f***ing f*ggot.

Stop the car!

Stop!

- Motherf***er!

- Let go, coward!

- Let go! What do you want?

- You drive.

F***ing cowards!

[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]

What do you want?

[MAN 1 & MARINA

SPEAKING IN SPANISH]

MAN 2:

Go, go!

MARINA:
Where's my dog?

MAN 1:
Shut up.

What did you do to my dog, coward?

That's not your house.

If you liked my dress,

you could've taken it, a**hole.

This motherf***er wears dresses!

- Let go!

- Did you cut your dick off?

Shut your mouth, it smells like sh*t!

Think you're Julia Roberts, piece of sh*t?

You wear a dress

with football-player legs?

MARINA:

You have no right to touch me!

Think your dad would be proud of you?

He would slap you if he saw!

You shouldn't have sent the police!

- What police?

- Let go of me!

Let go of me!

I can't hear you!

- Now, talk, motherf***er!

- Son of a b*tch!

Talk, you piece of sh*t!

[PANTING]

I hope it's clear now.

Let's go.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[PANTING]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[SIREN WAILING

AND DOG BARKING]

[MAN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]

[DANCE MUSIC PLAYING INSIDE]

[DANCE MUSIC

PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

[PEOPLE WHOOPING]

[WOMAN VOCALIZING]

[DOORBELL BUZZES]

[SIGHS]

Hello, Marina.

Hello, Gaston.

[BELL TOLLING IN DISTANCE]

[BREATHING DEEPLY]

WANDA:

Here it is.

"Orlando Onetto Pertier."

What does it say?

"We announce the painful passing

of our husband...

...brother, father, partner, and friend...

...Orlando Onetto Pertier.

A funeral service will be held today at

4:
30 P.M. at Parque de la Paz Cemetery.

315 Ejrcito Avenue, Santiago.

His wife, brother and children..."

- Could you pass the avocado?

- Wait, listen.

"It is with great sorrow

that we announce the painful passing...

...of Orlando Onetto Pertier."

Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba.

"Onetto Textiles employees."

GASTON:

What's the point? I don't get it.

I'm reading.

What for?

Don't go. Hmm?

It would be masochism.

Define "masochism" for me.

Really.

People who like to suffer. Do you?

- What's that got to do with it?

- I don't like to suffer.

I'm reading to my sister--

Listen, cut it out. Really.

Stop.

I'm going nowhere.

I've turned the page.

Life goes on.

- Why tell me what to do?

- No...

[WANDA & GASTON

SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

MARINA:
What doesn't kill you

makes you stronger.

Stronger.

I have orangutan hands.

Nonsense.

[MAN SPEAKING IN SPANISH]

MAN:

Just a sec.

I have to adjust it.

[MEN SPEAKING IN SPANISH]

[swam BUZZING]

[CHATTERING]

Here you go, sir.

MAN:

Just a minute.

I lose everything.

Maybe it's the old age.

Here. Keep the change.

What's wrong?

Sorry, where is that key from,

the one with the number?

From my sauna.

- Your sauna?

- Yes, my locker at a nearby sauna:

Finlandia.

Why?

It just caught my eye, sorry.

- Hello.

- Hello.

Is it mixed?

But the areas are separate?

Of course.

[LATIN BALLAD

PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

How much is it?

Here.

Thanks.

[WOMAN SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY]

[WATER PATTERING]

- Where are the lockers?

- That way.

[MARINA WHISTLES]

[MAN SPEAKING IN SPANISH]

Get out, sir, I have an emergency.

I have an emergency too.

Get out!

Take Alameda Street, please, sir.

[CAR HORN HONKING]

BRUNO:

Marina!

- What the f*** are you doing here?

SONIA:
The ceremony is over, go home!

BRUNO:

Could you leave us in peace?

Move, move! Crazy man! Get lost!

GABO:
Sonia, she's a woman.

- She's not a woman.

Move!

Move it, made-up f*ggot!

Move it, piece of sh*t!

You motherf***er.

SONIA:
Crazy woman!

GABO:
Marina, don't do that!

MARINA:

I want!

My!

- Aah.

MARINA:
Dog!

[BRUNO, SONIA & GABO YELL]

[SONIA GASPS]

Orlando's keys.

All right?

SONIA:
Let's go, Bruno.

BRUNO:
Relax.

GABO:

Go!

Excuse me, ma'am.

Was Orlando Onetto's funeral held here?

WOMAN:

I don't know. I just clean here.

Might you know where he is?

No idea, ma'am.

[MARINA BREATHING SHAKILY]

[DOOR RATTLING]

[DOOR BUZZES]

Come in.

Thank you.

[FIRE ROARING]

[PANTING]

[BARKS AND WHINES]

Bye, Diabla.

[CHATTERING]

[EXHALES SLOWLY]

[SINGING OPERA IN ITALIAN]

Time

Flowing like a river

Time

Beckoning me

Who knows when we

Shall meet again

If ever

But time

Keeps flowing like a river

To the sea

Goodbye, my love

Maybe for forever

Goodbye, my love

The tide waits for me

Who knows when we

shall meet again

If ever

But time

Keeps flowing like a river

On and on

To the sea

To the sea

Till it's gone forever

Gone forever

Gone forevermore

Goodbye, my friend

Maybe for forever

Goodbye, my friend

Who knows when we shall meet

The stars wait for me

Who knows where we shall meet again

If ever

But time

Keeps flowing like a river

On and on

To the sea

To the sea

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