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seeing for a few months.

Assuming it's just one

guy, to make this easier.

The saddest thing there is,

is to lose respect for someone.

To me, it's been...

exhausting, talking to you.

Looking at your face

when you walked in

and realizing in such an

obvious and ridiculous way,

that even when you are here,

you are somewhere else.

I appreciate your effort.

How great it is.

And how useless

and pathetic it is.

Give me an hour before you

go back to the hotel, please.

I have to get

a few things before.

Forgive me,

when I left this morning,

I switched both

our phones by mistake.

Did you go through my phone?

What for?

I'm not an idiot.

I don't need any details.

Jose...

Jose...

Do you know

what that's called?

Regret.

This was not

in my plans.

Nor in mine.

Where do you live?

In a hotel room.

Any one in specific?

Any one with a minibar.

Hello.

Where are you?

I'm leaving already.

I want to see you.

ISTANBUL:

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Why are you looking

at me like that?

How do you know

I'm looking at you

if your eyes are closed?

My eyes aren't closed.

I'm not crazy, OK?

Why is it that

every crazy person

doesn't think they are crazy?

Seriously.

I'm not crazy.

It's just that...

Sometimes there's too much

going on and I get paralyzed.

I get scared.

You're never paralyzed.

If you did at least you would

stay put in one place.

What can I do if you insist

on saying you have to leave

that you can't stay,

every time we meet,

every time we are together.

One of these days,

I'll believe you.

And let you

leave for good.

Leave a window open.

Right...

If you can.

That's not the

kind of thing I do.

I'd rather keep

being myself.

Do that.

Leave a window open for me.

I must admit this time

you really surprised me.

I told you so.

You didn't believe me.

You said so many things

that I stopped listening

at some point.

I don't know if I want

to pick up where we left off.

I'm swamped. They're

killing me in there.

What are you doing?

A shoot.

A fashion shoot.

- Just for a change.

- Yes. Just for a change.

And you? Are you late?

Is there a taxi waiting?

I'm here, aren't I?

If you want, we can

go out to dinner.

I do.

But I'll need

the keys to your room,

I have nowhere

to wait for you.

There are three

Russian models in there.

I hope you get along

in a civilized manner.

Hello. I'm coming.

I'm coming.

Good morning.

Good morning.

How are you?

Fine. Wanna go for a walk?

- What's up?

- Let's go.

Olivia, how about this.

It's simple.

If you don't want

to see me again,

all you have to do is say.

Simple as that.

I'll send it to you

in two days.

At most.

That's fine.

I'll talk to you later.

There. Now I remember why I

stopped doing this kind of work.

You never did this kind of work.

Exactly. At least

I was happier.

Is it almost over, at least?

Does it ever end?

It feels like it never ends.

Things didn't go as planned,

we'll need to go

to a different city.

How long do we have?

Now I have the feeling

we are switching roles.

It must be the time zone.

It's unfair. This way, it seems

we'll never be able to be happy.

Jose, are you there?

Jose.

I was sure

you wouldn't come.

But I did.

You're vibrating.

Is there a specific time of

the year to eat pomegranate?

Yes, around New Year.

I have to take this.

Only three more

minutes...

What for if we'll never

see each other again?

Happy New Year, my friend!

- No, it's nothing.

- Nothing?

OK.

OK. Take all the equipment.

Fine, fine. We'll talk

later. Alright, thanks.

Look, I really have to go.

There's no way around it.

- Where are you going?

- Home.

But this was good.

It's a new year, Jose,

everyone is starting over.

I just don't wanna keep waiting

until the next time we meet...

Bye.

Come on. Answer it.

You're late.

What's up?

Yes, unload all of it. Just

leave the purple one behind.

Yes, I'm sure.

It belongs to a Russian

girl that was in my room.

Great. Bring all the

equipment, then. Thanks.

- When?

- Whenever you want.

I'll be traveling for

another month, still.

And next month

I will be away.

Fashion week.

Want to come? Now you're

part of the business.

Where are you going now?

Kisses.

When will we see

each other again?

I don't know. I made a plan

to not make any plans.

- Did it work?

- Look where I am.

When do I see you?

- That's making a plan, right?

- Stop it!

I still have a lot

to sort out at home.

- Me too.

- But after that, it's over.

- Is that what you want?

- Is that what you want?

I asked you first.

It's just that I don't

trust you that much.

Pick it up.

You're late.

I have to take this.

- Go.

- I'm going.

And?

- Bye.

- Bye.

I'm coming.

I'm sorry.

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