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- So why argue over this?

- I'm not arguing!

I'm just saying you were

embarrassed, that's all.

You have your life

outside of here.

Yes. So do you.

You also have your world,

your interests,

the people you like,

the people you call...

Yes. That was

always implicit.

For the both of us, I hope.

Well, at least

for me it was.

I don't get it. Are we

going to play dumb now?

Dumb? We are 400km away

from any kind of civilization.

It's clear

what is and isn't...

- Are you going to deny it?

- Deny what? What, Olivia?

If we didn't

have a life outside,

a life that includes

other people, by the way,

We would be meeting

in a place I call home.

In a place you call home.

Which, by the way, I haven't a

f***ing clue where it might be.

I'm not going to discuss

our relationship with you.

Even so, because we

don't have one.

Oh, we don't?

Olivia!

Olivia!

Olivia! Olivia, come back

here. I want to talk to you.

Leave me alone.

Is this all fear?

- I need to be alone.

- But you're not going to.

I did so much

to have you here.

You did?

I'm the one who

came after you!

- It's fine.

- No, it's not fine.

- Nothing's expected of you.

- Oh really? How so?

You have no idea

what I did to be here.

So tell me. I want to know.

What did you do?

You're hurting me.

Do you know

what you are, Olivia?

You are an illusion,

that's what you are.

My life is a mess.

It was already a mess

when you came along.

But I didn't wake up thinking

about it everyday, though.

And now it's... unbearable.

The feeling that I have

to do something about it.

When I had already decided

I would do nothing about it.

Because some things

in life don't change.

Including me.

I want you to stay.

- With me.

- I don't know.

I don't want to hurt you.

I don't want to hurt myself.

This was not in my plans.

Nor on mine.

SAO PAULO:

You're not listening to me.

No, I am. You were

talking about the...

I was listening to what

you were saying.

And?

And you are saying too

much, I got confused,

but I am paying attention.

You're tired,

aren't you? I'm sorry.

Yeah... But keep going.

It's important for you.

If it was important,

you'd be paying attention.

Well, I think that's it.

You have to...

keep on doing

your things, I think that...

- I think you're right.

- Can I have some wine?

So, I'm thinking about

quitting now. Tomorrow.

Why delay this decision?

I don't know

what you think...

But I was hoping

since I have

a boyfriend

who travels all the time,

to travel around

with him for a while.

I could enjoy you here,

but I wouldn't mind

being with you

in all those hotels

they put you in.

And I could see new places,

bring back some references.

I won't sit down.

Who is she?

- I wanna know.

- Nobody you...

Look, I want to know,

I need to know who she is.

- Calm down.

- Stop telling me to calm down!

You leave me here, waiting

around for you like an idiot,

solving all of your problems,

while you go around acting

like a hotshot, you a**hole.

A**hole!

Who is she?

- Are you really worried?

- Don't make fun of me.

I want to know who

you're cheating me with, now.

You're in love...

You're out of your mind.

If it was just

someone you f***ed,

you wouldn't be

telling me about it.

You would keep quiet and

f*** again on the next trip,

it's what you men do.

If you're telling me,

it's because you're in love.

I want to know, I need to,

I have the right to know.

It's not a matter of rights...

I'm sorry. You weren't

supposed to be like that.

No?

- It's not the time.

- Time for what, man?

I had to tell you.

I don't know what else to say,

or how to continue

this conversation.

I think that...

I think this is part of...

I'll kill you if you say that

these things are part of life.

You say that because you're

on that side of the picture.

Moving on with your life

the way you want to.

I'm not moving on, I don't

even know what I'll do next.

While I'm the one

who lost their ground.

Trying to understand...

Talking nonstop

like a crazy person

while I keep mulling

in my head:
"Isn't it you...?".

"Isn't it you

who's confused?"

Then you'll wake up tomorrow,

see me, take me to the beach

to see the sunrise, like

we did when we first met?

That could be it.

You can't even be tough.

You can't say it like you're

sure, and that kills me

because I don't know

if I should have hope

- or if you're an a**hole.

- Aline, I like you.

I like you,

I want the best for you,

but I can't keep lying,

saying things that...

- You like me a lot?

- Yes. I like you.

What a nightmare...

You know what?

You think you're Mr. Hotshot,

the man of the hour,

the one everyone wants...

That made you arrogant.

As if everyone else's feelings

didn't matter.

- As if they were trash.

- I'm the arrogant one?

You think you're

smarter than everyone?

Joe?

You think you have

everyone in your hand.

I think we should

end this talk.

I'll tell you the truth.

You don't manipulate

everybody, got it?

In fact, there are many

things you don't know.

What don't I know,

Aline? What?

You go away,

don't talk to me,

don't call me,

don't say how things are...

And all the while, I'm here.

Living my life.

- Enjoying it.

- What are you saying, Aline?

I didn't screw him while

you were in Paris, it's a lie.

- You said that...

- I said that to hurt you.

So you'll know

how much it hurts.

- It's not like that, honey.

- Don't say I'm your honey...

It makes it all worse.

That's enough. Let's go

to bed and rest a bit. Yes?

I don't want to rest.

I want you all to myself.

Come with me.

It's really late.

I want you to rest,

I want you to...

That's enough.

Alright?

Where are you?

I couldn't talk.

Good morning!

Hey!

I always come here.

I like it a lot.

It was really hard.

I woke up

thinking about you.

Can you talk?

Today is sunny.

It's a beautiful day here.

I wanted to, I swear.

I never explode.

Is it you that never notices it

or am I overthinking it?

I don't know

when I'll be back.

Sleep tight.

Are you there yet?

Let me know.

I'm on the street. I was happy.

I was scared.

It was you. I followed you.

I saw you walking by.

You were right ahead of me.

I knew it wasn't you.

I knew it wasn't.

PORTO:

I missed you.

What are you doing here?

I'm photographing a girl.

A girl?

Naked, on top of a horse,

surrounded by dogs

in front of a church,

under the rain...

Poor girl, it's cold.

- Where are you coming from?

- Madrid.

Layover. I came from London.

I wanted to stay.

I really did. But I can't.

That's not

what we agreed on...

I know. But I really can't.

- If I had known I wouldn't...

- Don't do that.

What time is your flight?

- Forget it. Come here.

- Great. That's great...

I've never been here.

Do you know the city?

Don't be like that.

I know I'm a confused person.

Confused? I always thought

you had it all figured out.

Yes. But now it's different.

Is that good or bad?

- Let's go for a walk.

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