H6: Diario de un asesino Page #2
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You can tie me up,
whatever you want, OK?
Okay.
- What's your shoe size?
- Thirty-eight.
You got shoes, too?
This is my mother.
They're clippings, right?
If you want everything to be okay,
shut up and obey.
You're weird, man.
Are you the king that turns on
Iooking at pictures of their mother?
Just wanted you
to see my family.
Ready?
What's this, man?
We'II have sex on the table top.
Okay?
I don't know, man.
And why the plastic
on the walls?
Trust me. I'm not a pervert.
I realize that I'd rather watch
than act.
That's all.
Tell me exactly
what you'II do.
I'II tie you up.
I'II have sex with you
and that's it.
Why are the windows covered?
I shout when I do it. You wouldn't
want people to hear.
Otherwise, I'II pay you
and you Ieave.
It's up to you.
Okay, man.
What's on that Iittle table?
You can move tomorrow.
I'II help you bring your stuff.
You swear?
I swear.
I'm wearing panties.
- Is a picture of your face OK?
- Let's not start.
Going to the toilet.
Be back.
Hurry. I don't Iike being
in here alone.
You mother f***er!
I almost froze.
You bastard.
Untie me right now
or I'II report you to the cops.
Did you here me,
you f***ing impotent?
Son of a b*tch.
Bastard.
Son of a b*tch.
Antonio, I'm back.
Honey...
are you there?
Antonio...
where are you?
For God's sake, Antonio!
Did I scare you?
You almost
frightened me to death.
Let's go to the kitchen.
I've made
one of your favorite dishes.
I could swear that music
came from room number 6.
Water.
Water, please.
If you tell me
what most turns you on...
it'II be water
and anything else you want.
There's no reason to cry, Rosa.
I know you're gonna kill me...
but please, please don't hurt me.
I'II do whatever you want,
but I beg you not to hurt me.
You won't suffer...
if you talk to me.
Whatever you want.
Ask me please, ask me anything.
What most turns you on?
Having it inside as Iong as possible.
Can I have some water, please?
Here.
You deserve it.
Sadly, the majority of humans...
don't know how to face
the big challenges in life.
When things go wrong...
they soon
get off the right track...
and make their existence senseless,
full of suffering and misery.
I had managed
to become useful to others...
but I'm an exception.
Most times,
the affected person loses...
hope of leading a normal
healthy life.
Unfortunately,
the only solution...
is for someone
so they are reconciled
with the superior being.
What are you going to do?
You have to relax.
I'II hurt you
as Iittle as I can.
If you resist, you'II suffer more.
PIease don't hurt me.
God, help me.
Our Father who art in heaven...
hallowed be Thy name...
The idea of praying
for your sins is good.
You won't feel anything.
You'II see.
This is the third day
Rosa is without food.
She's only had my urine
to drink...
but she seems strong...
and has great aptitudes
of adaptation.
She talks about her brother...
they got along well...
until a drunk driver
killed him.
The tragedy had a deep affect,
she turned to drugs.
Again, my theories
have been confirmed.
I have sex with her
three times a night...
but the truth is
I don't like her.
I find her cold and distant.
Unfortunately, she is lost,
lacks love and affection.
It's now irreversible.
Tonight I cut up Rosa's body
in fourteen pieces.
They were clean cuts.
The small electric saw...
that I bought at a good price
is effective and practical.
I put the fourteen pieces...
in ten black garbage bags.
I intend to bury them
in ten different places...
out in the country.
These first experiences
I have to state that the sad death
of my girlfriend...
Soledad Mendez,
was uncontrolled.
The truth is I never imagined...
the consequences
of my actions.
But, those of these last few months
are positive...
and very enriching.
The Lord has chosen me...
for this very special task.
The inheritance of my Aunt
was the sign that...
after many years of doubt...
showed me the light
to find my way.
Now, my life has meaning.
When I leave this world...
my life will be studied,
books will be written...
movies will be made.
I'll be followed.
You' re the best cook I know.
We should open a restaurant.
How is your mother?
Under the circumstances, all right.
- Is there hope?
- Not much.
But she has come through
worse situations.
When the doctors think,
it's over.
She miraculously recovers.
It's unbelievable.
What's on your mind?
Room 6.
It's creepy.
I don't have the key,
you know that.
from there.
When will you ask me
to make Iove to you?
We should open all the rooms...
to ventilate them.
I don't Iike all these
closed rooms.
Might hide a dead body.
- Just eat.
- Don't Iaugh.
It's in horror movies.
Let's empty them all...
in case we decide to sell
the building some day.
I'II never sell this building.
- We can't survive on my salary.
- I'II find a solution.
Now eat, I want to make Iove
to you until you Ieave.
Are you always thinking
of that?
AIways.
Hello.
You got cash?
Of course.
It's better if you rest now.
You're nice.
I've worked a Iot and I'm beat.
Now sleep. I'II wake you up.
I Iike your panties.
I Iove Iingerie.
Got Iots?
A thousand?
They turn you on, don't they, doctor?
There's just something...
What kind does
your wife wear?
You always mess up
the best moments.
Since I'm talking
about your dear wife?
About the mother
of your children?
If you start,
I'm gone, okay?
How could you have cheated
on her all this time?
It's amazing. Is she dumb
or just doesn't care?
I've told you that our marriage
was an arrangement.
Men are sh*t.
I suppose so.
An emergency.
You woke up.
What's all this sh*t?
I'm just into sadism, that's all.
And the plastic on the walls?
A whim.
Sh*t!
I wanted to talk to you.
Marisa is different
from the others...
she has a different view.
Life to her is
a dangerous tunnel...
if you enter too far...
you'll get lost
and not find the exit.
Her outlook is simple...
it's all down to the tunnel.
Yes, life is more simple
than we think.
It's limited to two things:
light and darkness.
And she has it clear.
It's a shame
she can't see a bit further.
She has me,
but can I help her?
She's too stubborn.
T omorrow, I'II make
the sauted brains you Iike.
You're not Iistening.
This building is falling down.
I wouldn't be surprised
if it collapsed.
Really, Antonio, I want to Ieave...
this place is getting
on my nerves.
Besides, it's a Iong way
from work.
I spend a Iot on gas.
- Like hell you will!
And get rid of
those clippings.
Why don't you have
normal family pictures?
Where the f*** is your family?
Don't be offended, but...
sometimes you frighten me.
Unstrap me!
Unstrap me, you son of a b*tch!
Unstrap me.
Why do you shoot up?
Because of shits Iike you.
Now, unstrap me.
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