Fausto 5.0 Page #3

Sh*t, it's not my fault!

Your research is very interesting.

We've learned a lot.

Did you film that?

It was you!

What?

Quiroga, I ought to...

You ought to what?

I'll tell you.

You ought to shut up.

And make sure of thing

before accusing anyone.

And show a little more

respect for your colleagues.

But, above all, you ought to...

lend us that tape for tonight.

Fierro.

That means "iron".

Dermatologist.

He prescribed a cream, Disantil.

I don't know him.

Is she nice?

What?

Your assistant, Julia.

What do you know about Julia?

You never tell me anything.

You want to know things about me,

but never tell me anything.

"Dr. Fausto,

the report you asked me for.

Julia. "

If you want to know anything

about me, just ask.

Who are you?

Your best wish.

Why?

Because you alone aren't capable.

For how long?

Until they come true.

All of them.

You're getting old, Fausto.

How old do you think I am?

The same as you.

Do I look it?

I take care of myself.

But you don't

take care of yourself.

Look how you dress.

You earn money and

can buy yourself a better suit.

We're f***ed.

I've got something you could use.

There was a Chinese proverb.

How'd it go?

I forgot.

Oh, yes!

Dress you body with elegant clothes

and your soul will smile.

What the f*** do they know,

they wear robes?

My house.

You like it?

How many hours a day

do you work?

You're so surrounded by corpses...

that you look like them

more and more.

Come in.

Make yourself at home.

Doctor, right this way.

Have you ever tried...

leaving a restaurant

without paying?

Or crossing the street

against the light?

No, right?

Have you tried living?

- Certain things can't change.

- That's not you talking.

- It wasn't you who said that.

- No?

- Who did then?

- Your dissatisfaction.

And dissatisfaction is an illness.

Of the soul, but an illness.

Is she nice or not?

What?

Your assistant.

What's her name...? Julia.

Don't tell me it never

crossed your mind.

- How do I know?

- "How do I know?"

Have you taken

a good look at her?

Did you ever kiss her?

Yes, once.

On her birthday.

Blessed Christ

of the Holy Power, doctor.

You two have

an unhealthy relationship.

Your glass.

That wouldn't be bad.

What?

Someone to look after her and...

Not "someone".

Who is "someone"?

Believe me, let yourself go.

For example:

Haven't you ever wanted to break

something really expensive?

No, don't do it.

Have you wanted to or not?

Sometimes.

Let's see.

Number seven.

Well, well.

That's why you're alive.

Because you wished it.

Could be.

Come on, it's very relaxing.

Every wanted to rob a store?

Go to the movies

without paying?

Or drink

your neighbor's whiskey...

and put your feet on the table

like a gentleman?

Doctor!

Have music blasting?

F*** the neighbors!

To yell and dance...

and jump on the sofa...

and just go crazy?

Come on!

- Ever wanted to kill someone?

- What?

Kill.

Doctor!

- Try it on.

- For me?

Okay?

What?

How is it?

- Why are you taking so long?

- Just a moment!

I'm almost done.

To me that's not funny.

I think it's very funny.

I had to write them a check.

A check?

How much?

Six hundred.

I'm sorry.

Six hundred thousand?

You at least kept the suit.

It doesn't matter.

It's going to bounce.

F***in' cool!

There's no money!

Look at you!

- What day is today?

- How do I know?

My daughter's throwing a party.

Let's go.

No, I should go to the hotel.

Doctor, your wishes.

Don't you remember?

Besides,

she has some nice girlfriends.

Really, he has a

young friend, doctor...

- Don't tempt me.

- Don't tempt me!

Sure I tempt you.

That's what we're here for.

I love young people.

Doctor Fausto!

Thank you so much!

My case.

I don't know what I'd

have done without it.

You want her?

I can get her for you.

Where's your daughter?

I don't know.

Around somewhere.

What's the matter?

Julia must be worried

something happened to me.

She's worried

you're f***ing someone else.

Santos, look at this!

They're Rolex.

Doctor!

I'm so happy to see you!

Do I know you?

A blow job in your hotel.

Remember?

- That's right.

- What are you doing here?

Roaming around.

You look better.

- Than when I blew you off.

- Thanks.

Thanks a lot.

Martita!

Daddy!

Hello, darling!

- Where were you?

- Right here.

A little present!

Look.

My daughter.

You had met, right?

Can I make a wish

for someone else?

- For who?

- For Julia.

Go ahead.

I told you before.

I'd like for someone

to take care of her.

Don't worry.

What do you mean "don't worry"?

What is "don't worry"?

Someone'll take care of her.

"Granted".

Real genies...

say "granted".

Not "don't worry".

- Granted.

- That's better.

"Don't worry".

What a shitty genie you are.

Where are you going?

Take a f***in' guess.

Aren't you a genie?

Genies never guess.

Those are magicians.

He's an a**hole.

Manolo, another drink.

Hello.

Hello.

Your hands are blue.

I know.

Yeah?

And you don't care?

- It doesn't wash away.

- That's how they are.

I dye things blue.

Things?

What things?

I don't know, everything.

You live here?

- In the bathroom?

- No, I mean in the city.

For now.

I love to move around.

- Don't you?

- Moving? I love it.

Today here, tomorrow there.

Adventures.

- What do you do?

- Nothing.

I operate tumors, necrosis,

those little things.

Really?

Or are you putting me on?

"Putting me on"?

What does that mean?

It's something like teasing me,

making fun of me.

"Putting me on".

I like that.

- What's your name?

- Margarita.

For now.

For now?

You like to change names?

Of course. Don't you?

You're "putting me on".

No I'm not.

Yes, I can tell

you are "putting me on".

You're "putting me on".

- She's "putting me on".

- Let's go!

At your service, Fausto.

Why did he say that?

No reason.

It's a very long story.

He spends his time

granting me my wishes.

All of them?

What do you mean?

All your wishes?

The evil ones too?

I'm sure you have evil wishes too.

Maybe.

Doctor...

is this going to hurt?

Fausto.

Fausto, wake up.

You're going to miss this.

Look.

It's not very straight.

But it's not bad,

for being my first time.

Santos, get it off me!

Get it off me!

Get out of there.

He hadn't eaten anything,

you know?

Let's see what we've got here.

What was that you said?

Please, Santos!

Is there an evil gland?

It exists, Fausto.

Do you have it?

Well, I do.

It's an enormous gland.

As large as me.

Not you.

You're good. Yes.

You just have

a very little gland...

that is annoying

and makes you doubt...

makes you be a little evil...

but only at times.

Well, let's rip it out

before it grows.

Let's see.

Here it is!

Could this be it?

I don't think so.

F***, could I be looking

in the wrong place?

Maybe it's down here.

An atrocity. They've given

him a terrible beating.

Occipital trauma with loss,

possible clot, evaluate.

Respiratory apnea

with loss of tone.

Occipital trauma with loss,

left vestibular tearing.

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