Amores Urbanos Page #5

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Is that the new "the problem

is not you, it's me"?

What a loser.

I thought he sounded sincere.

I don't know.

How can everything seem so bad?

A few months ago everything was great,

now everything's wrong.

Everything wasn't so great, Julia.

Marcelo was a yuppie and

your parents paid/pay all your bills.

That's great, Diego. Thanks.

My life didn't get worse.

It was always bad,

I just didn't see it, right?

Because, like you said,

I'm a spoiled brat.

Yes. Admitting to it is

the first step to solve a problem.

No. That's enough for you.

God help me.

Julia Lira.

It's me.

- Is this your first ultrasonography, Julia?

- Yes, it is.

- Are you the father?

- Yes.

- No, dad.

- I mean, hers.

I'm her father, I'm the grandfather.

OK. This is a bit cold.

Hello.

May I sit down?

Sure.

Please.

Excuse me.

Shall we begin?

Your baby is doing great, Julia.

A plus!

- Do you want to listen to the heartbeat?

- Yes!

What are you doing?

I'm trying to figure out how this works.

Where is it, Julia?

I think it's over here.

Let me see from here.

No, I think the grid

should be a bit lower.

The kid's not gonna fall, Julia.

No, it barely moves in the beginning.

What do you think?

What the f*** is that?

What's wrong, Diego?

Where are you going like that, Micaela?

To meet Duda's friends.

It looks great.

I think maybe itjust needs a...

a...

accessory?

If you put a necklace on her

I'll never stop laughing.

F*** you.

Mica, Mica. C'mon, Diego.

Go talk to her.

Go talk to her!

Fine, fine. I'm going.

F*** you, Diego.

- Stop!

- Micaela.

Get out! Get out!

Go away, Diego.

Micaela,

You are the best person I know.

Truly.

If the stuck-up hipster

crowd doesn't get that,

it's their problem, not yours.

You're amazing.

Really.

Hey

Put on your best skinny jeans

and low boots and embrace butch.

Idiot.

Masculine lesbian.

Annoying fagot.

Hey, you know your dad's

surgery was today, right?

Hello.

Don't call me ever again.

Nothing that goes on there

matters to me, get it?

Nothing.

Hey!

How are you? Wow! Champagne!

How fancy!

I'll put it in the fridge.

- Hey. How are you? I'm Priscila.

- Nice to meet you, Micaela.

So you're the famous Micaela.

- I'm famous?

- Yes, really famous.

- Really?

- Duda talks a lot about you.

A lot.

She's always saying "Micaela did this"

"I have to call Micaela"

What else does she say?

Not much. You know when

someone has a new best friend?

- And they only talk about that person.

- Best friend...

Yeah.

- Do you want a beer?

- No, thanks. I'll go get one.

Micaela?

Are you OK?

You're great, right? Have some water.

Had one too many?

Have some more!

You're freezing.

You're beautiful.

So are you.

Are you insane, Micaela?

What's wrong with you?

- With me?

- Yes.

I don't know what's wrong.

What's wrong with you?

Friend. Huh?

You're ridiculous.

And you, Priscila, you're tripping.

I'm tripping?

How could I know you were together?

No, nobody knew. Did anybody know?

Did anybody know?

- Keep quiet.

- If any of you are psychic,

can see through things,

or read minds.

I won't keep quiet.

Not anymore!

- Micaela

- What? What?

What do you want?

- You're crazy. You're drunk.

- Say what it is you want.

What do you want from me?

I threw a f***ing party at my house,

called my friends, introduced you...

- And you kiss someone else?

- You introduced me as a friend.

You never said I was your girlfriend.

- In fact, you didn't say anything.

- It has to be one step at a time.

You want me to do it all at once.

I'm not like that, Micaela.

- We're different.

- Are we?

- You don't get that. I'm different.

- Different how?

I don't have to rub it in people's faces.

- Something that nobody needs to know.

- And what is that?

- That I'm a lesbian?

- Stop that.

- Is that it?

- Stop it, Micaela.

That I'm a lesbian.

Butch. Lezzie.

Lady during the day,

Tommy during the night.

- Micaela...

- Dyke, lesbo.

- Doesn't need a spoon for soup.

- That's enough, Micaela.

- Stop that.

- But that's what I am, Maria Eduarda.

And that's what you are too.

But you have a choice.

And there you are,

thinking whether it's worth it.

And maybe it's not.

Maybe it's not worth it.

It was never easy.

It's not easy.

Never was.

But I've been like this since I was a kid.

I don't have a choice.

This is who I am.

And I will keep being like this.

With you

or without you.

"Fashion designer"

"will bake for money"

Julia

Ju

We have to find Diego.

He could be at Roosevelt Sq.

Or by the Metropole gallery,

Let's stop by Roosevelt first.

But keep looking.

Call him again.

Itjust rings and rings.

We'll find him.

There, over there. That's him, right?

Where? Yes, it is.

Diego!

- What's wrong?

- Come here.

What?

Why don't you answer your phone?

- What's up?

- Get in.

What's up, guys?

We have to do something. Together.

Get screwed. That's all we do.

You think so?

I think we're really happy

when we're together.

What's the f*** is this?

We'll go with you.

Come.

Micaela!

Come on.

Diego. Diego!

Recovered by (c) dCd / January 2018

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