Combustion Page #2
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It was hard to get away.
I didn't want him
to suspect anything.
Right.
You've got him in the bag.
We'll keep trying
until he falls for it.
I don't want to.
- Excuse me?
- I don't want to do it.
You want me to screw him until
he takes me to his fiance's place?
Is that what you want?
Go f*** yourself.
And why's that?
It was a shitty bachelor pad,
for him alone.
You think he'll ever take me
to his girl's house?
No!
It's a waste of time.
Navas, I'm sick of all this.
I'm sick of it.
Let's leave.
Please, let's go.
Okay.
We'll forget about him,
but we'll find a new one...
the last one.
The last one?
You can't sleep either?
I've been having
nightmares all night...
about my parents.
Julia, don't dwell on it.
- It won't happen to you.
- Of course not, but...
...living in this place,
over the same store where...
Anyway...
Promise you'll always be here
to protect me?
Of course.
Ari?
Ari, can you hear me?
Hello.
How are you?
Fine.
What about you?
Fine.
What do you want?
I want to see you.
Can we meet up?
Yes.
My place okay?
I'm on my way.
Great.
See you soon.
We've got the architect.
We did some research at it,
looks okay.
The party's in two weeks.
That's cutting it fine.
I don't get why we gave up
on the jewelry guy.
It didn't work out.
We'll go ahead with this guy.
Talk to your man
and focus on the car.
Alright.
Your hair...?
Don't ask.
Don't say a word.
I was climbing the walls.
I can't get you out of my head.
Who are you?
What are you hiding from?
You're much prettier like that.
I'm not hiding.
I'm right here.
What's your dream?
I'd kill to live somewhere
like Punta del Este.
Unspoiled beaches,
just doing my thing...
Let's go then.
Let's go.
To Punta del Este,
or wherever you want.
What are you talking about?
You don't think I'd do it?
Are you kidding me?
You a**hole.
I know it seems I always rush off,
but I really have to go.
Don't worry, honey.
It's only natural that
he's scared about the wedding.
He could have told me though.
The engagement dinner was
his idea, not mine.
Sure.
He's nervous.
His life has done
a U-turn for you.
You have to understand.
You think so?
I don't know.
Sometimes I think
I'm trying to turn him
into something he's not.
Julia, he adores you.
That's all that matters.
Right.
If he adores me so much,
why isn't he here?
Good luck.
F***!
Navitas, where were you?
Come here!
When are you going to race for me?
Not gonna happen.
I'm on my own.
Then race against me.
Just you and me.
One race.
For real money.
Alright.
Whenever you want.
Julia!
Julia...
Honey, I'm sorry.
I totally forgot.
I'm really sorry.
I was up late with Alfredo
and stayed at his place.
That's odd. We spoke to Alfredo
last night. He was with his girl.
I'm going.
I can explain.
Then explain.
Right...
I was flying till late.
Then I stayed at the airfield,
just thinking, and...
I needed some time to myself.
I don't get it.
Yesterday was our engagement dinner.
Yes, I know.
I'll make it up for you.
I called you 20 times. 20!
Can you tell me why
you didn't pick up?
My battery ran out.
Fine.
You disappear at night,
you lie to me...
and now you tell me
you need to be alone.
What the hell's wrong with you?
I don't know.
Do me a favor
and make up your mind.
Hello.
Hello.
What are you doing here?
I wanted to see you.
Hey, stop, stop.
What's your game?
When did you decide
that I owe you an explanation?
We've a few f***ing nice days,
then you vanish...
Come on, cut it out.
Ari.
Hello.
- Am I interrupting?
- No, it's nothing, honey.
You look familiar.
Customer or friend?
- Friend.
- Friend.
You're Escribano, the driver, right?
Not anymore.
Formula GT's shattered hope.
An accident took you
off the track in 2010.
That's right,
I can't compete anymore.
Too bad.
I'm Navas.
Mikel.
Right.
If you need something
from the garage...
No.
It's okay.
Nice to meet you.
Nice ride.
500 horsepower, all-wheel-drive...
Can I hear it?
Hit it.
I'll buy you a beer.
Let's go.
Wait inside,
I'll be right there.
- What the hell are you doing?
- I want to see how he rolls.
If he's not into you,
he's come a long way to find you.
Get this into your head:
Mikel's in love with his fiance,
Maybe he wants to f*** me,
I won't deny that,
but he'll never take me
to his girl's place.
Not you,
but a good buddy, maybe.
Everything alright?
Fine.
She gets jealous when I hang out
with her friends.
Couple of beers here.
You really like her don't you? Ari.
I'm not sure I feel comfortable
talking to you about it.
Why?
Ari and I have been friends for years.
Like brother and sister.
So how does it work?
If you approve, I can call her?
You don't have
much of a chance with Ari.
No?
You bet...
Why's that?
She's into another type of guy.
Daredevils.
Daredevils...
Daring to do what?
Guys that dare to race.
Guys that dare to live.
What makes you think
I'm not one of them?
I don't know.
Are you?
Right, what is there to do?
We let the train pass,
and when I say, you step on it.
We beat it to the level crossing,
then cut across to the other side.
You're crazy.
I'll do it if you want.
You can be my passenger.
It's some people's place in life,
and that's cool.
It's cool, Mikel.
Let's go.
It's down to one second.
In one second you can brake
and slam us against the wall.
Or you can hesitate
and let the train take us.
Or you can step on it all the way
Ready?
- Now?
- I'll let you know.
Now?
- Now?
- Now!
This is your f***ing second, Mikel!
Yes!
God!
That's the sh*t!
So, you wanna race again?
Yes.
Yes.
Nano! This is Mikel.
He's racing with us tomorrow.
Well, we'll see.
We'll see.
How's it lookin'?
The upholstery could go.
We definitely have to
adjust the locks.
And unplug some of the electronics.
- Good. Charge him as a friend, yo?
- Sure.
You ready to race again?
I hope so.
Are you going to chicken out now?
Thanks.
2,000 to Navas.
Now we're all here.
May the best man win.
Come on, get off.
It's too risky,
we'll run for it.
- How do we get it later?
- We can come back.
Sh*t!
- Relax! Relax!
- Sh*t!
Think about it!
What could happen, a fine?
I can't get busted, Mikel.
Why not?
I can't get busted,
end of story!
Go, I'll lift you.
Then nobody can pull you up.
I f***ing know that!
Come on!
Let's go!
Show me your hands!
Now get down!
- Make it fast!
- Relax!
Do you know...
the girl in the blond wig?
No.
Look at her, it's important.
Really, like I said, no.
So...?
Let's see...
I was only racing.
I ran when I saw the patrol cars
because I was scared.
I'm not involved in all of this.
"All of this"?
What does that mean?
Do you know what we're looking for?
Look...
I don't know anybody from the race,
least of all that girl.
I've never seen her before.
You don't know anyone?
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