Possible Loves Page #2

For all I care, we needn't

speak to each other ever again.

You shouldn't be so resentful,

it's not good for you.

Funny you worrying about me after

all the suffering you've caused.

Look, Julia, let's not

fight in front of Lucas.

He suffers so much because

we can't be friends.

Hold on a minute.

I'd like to ask you something.

When you have sex

with your partner...

Do you guys use a condom

when you have sex?

- Sure.

- Too bad.

Because every night I dream,

that one day you'll die of Aids.

Understand now, or do you still

think we can be 'friends'?

Give me that.

Come eat with us, dad!

I can't, not today.

Next time, all right?

Did you fight again?

Let's go, son.

What did I ever do to

make her treat me so bad?

Nothing. You just dumped her

for the guy...

you played soccer

with on Tuesday nights.

Want a better

reason than that?

- These things happen.

- Sure they do.

But usually guys play

a game with their friends...

talk a load of nonsense and

then go home smelling of beer.

That's not exactly

what happened to you.

But look, I understand,

you know?

That sort of thing's difficult

for any woman to take.

Especially someone like Julia.

And anyway, if you

ask me, all the hatred...

all this bitterness...

Move that, will you?

It's all because deep down

she still has the hots for you.

- That doesn't make any sense.

- Of course it does.

You just don't notice it.

Or pretend not to.

I don't know why you're

still so insecure.

We've been together

so long now.

After all, we

built this place.

I'm just teasing you.

Maybe I'm fishing

for a compliment.

What's the pasta like?

Great.

And the cook?

I adore my cook.

Any messages?

Catarina, Silvia, Luisa,

Gl'ria, Catarina again...

Jesus, all that

in two hours?

I never know which one I'm

talking to, it's so confusing.

Okay, calm down.

The next one that calls,

say I married, that I'm on...

my honeymoon, or that

I had a sex change.

- I'm gonna listen... Here you are.

- What's that?

- Got a light?

- No.

Here.

You look different.

I just can't stand

this life anymore.

I want to find a great

woman, the right woman.

- Does she exist?

- She does, you can be sure of that.

Somewhere in the world,

just waiting for me.

Sure, but you've got

to be ready for it.

Oh, don't start that again.

What's wrong with me?

Tell me, I've done everything

there is. Every type of therapy...

I've talked about my childhood,

I've screamed, roared, meditated...

and looked into lanterns,

I've done everything.

I'm not the problem,

they're all useless!

Starting with your mom,

always spoiling you.

Jesus, there you go,

why hurt me like that?

Didn't we agree never

to talk about her?

Remember? Mom and I have an

agreement, that's all.

She protects me,

and I keep her company.

- Protects you from what?

- You know.

From sexual harassment.

Can you imagine all those women

moving into my place?

Take a look at

this, maybe...

- Don't do that to me.

- Don't throw it away!

Look, that's

just what I need!

It's my lucky day.

Claudia!

In fact, I'm not even sure l

believe in this sort of thing.

I just need

to find my soul-mate.

Before we start, I should explain

that this isn't a therapy...

nor a religion.

You might say, we're a research

center for divining.

So there is no need to believe...

just answer the questionnaire as

objectively as possible.

Ready!

- Your soul-mate's sex?

- Female, of course.

We must consider every

possibility, no prejudices.

- What else?

- I want an independent woman.

But at the same time, she must be

totally committed to her partner.

I don't like submissive women,

but on the other hand...

she must know that her main role in

life is to make me happy.

Period.

- Physical appearance?

- An athletic body, but not too muscular.

Breasts which fit in

the palm of your hand.

No more, no less.

Full lips, I hate thin lips.

A soft belly, just soft enough

for me to rest my head on.

So I'm not very

demanding about looks.

- What's next?

- And temperament?

Well, I hate

bleeding hearts...

but she should be loving.

Not those ones with

permanent pre-menstrual tension.

Intellectual?

No way! Cultured, yes,

but not intellectual.

She should be refined,

speak two or three languages...

enjoy poetry,

jazz and movies.

Preferably Woody Allen and

Truffaut, if possible.

And... she should be hot

in bed, not too shy.

Put that, hot in bed.

Anyway that's all, I want

a simple, normal woman.

I'm really very open-minded

about my other half.

Finished?

Is that all?

Great ass.

Put that, the ass

is fundamental.

She must have

a great ass.

Well...

with all this information

in our database...

we're going to find your perfect

partner among our clients.

- And how do I find her?

- With this.

We call it a 'localizer'.

All our clients have one.

And it works?

It never fails.

- And how long will it take?

- Usually, 48 hours.

- What are you doing here?

- Waiting for you.

How long?

Do I look terrible?

If that's the idea,

then you need to try harder.

Is that a compliment?

Compliment?

Let's put it short.

Is your mom pretty?

Apart from the jacket which makes

you look old, you're gorgeous.

I think you're right.

Of course!

It's too warm for a jacket.

- Take care.

- Be wise!

You should do this more often...

go out, get smashed, date a guy.

It's true.

You know, it's been so long

since I was with a man...

I can't even

remember how they work.

We'll resolve that tonight,

I can feel it.

- How do you know it?

- Can't you sense the vibes?

Don't look now, but two really

great guys have just walked in.

Keep your cool, mustn't give

them too much attention.

- I don't believe it.

- Hi, Julia.

Hi, Carlos.

Aren't you going to

introduce your friends?

This is Carlos, and that's...

I'm Pedro.

- Hi, Pedro, how are you?

- Fine, and you?

- Do you come here often?

- Of course, every other day.

Only tonight we picked

the wrong night.

What are you going to drink?

My God, this guy Pedro's gorgeous.

I wouldn't kick yours out, either.

Mine? I couldn't give

a damn about him.

In fact, I've got one hell of a

headache. We're leaving, right?

- We were just going, too.

- It's early, let's dance first.

Yeah, okay.

- You used to like dancing.

- I still do.

- So let's dance.

- With you? I'd rather die.

- Why?

- Because I hate you.

- We need to talk.

- Shut up.

I thought you

wanted to dance?

So let's dance.

But Carlos,

this is only a truce.

Let's go.

Are you coming or not?

Bye, Pedro.

- Pedro is gorgeous. Is he single?

- No, he's married.

Why are they

either gay or married?

- Well this one's gay and married.

- Lucky I found out.

Carlos, what is that?

A soul-mate localizer. Soon I'll

be meeting the woman of my life.

Be serious.

It's science, mom,

the latest in modern technology!

If you want to meet

people, go on a trip.

No more mistakes, I need

to get it right this time.

- I'm shocked, Carlos.

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