Possible Loves Page #3

- Why doesn't it work?

It's all in your head, son, can't

you see it's just some fantasy?

It's not possible, I answered all

the questions, what's going on?

Snap out of it...

there's no such thing

as a soul-mate.

You're in cloud-cuckoo-land!

- Throw it away.

- Hands off! It's working!

Look, mom!

- You?

- Julia?

Carlos!

What a coincidence!

Such a long time!

Fifteen years.

Meeting again like this,

making such fools of ourselves.

So you're my perfect partner?

And you're my soul-mate?

- In fact...

- Go ahead.

- No, please go.

- You're so different...

I was just going to ask what

you've been doing, for 15 years.

- I'm an artist.

- An artist?

Yeah, want to see my atelier?

- Sure.

- Let's go.

- That way?

- Yeah, come.

You disappeared after college, I

never heard from you again.

- What happened?

- First I was a model in Paris.

Then I lived in Venice,

Monaco, Barcelona.

Then I got tired of bourgeois

comforts and went to Africa.

Africa?

I spent 2 years living in a tent

caring for civil war refugees.

Then I went to work on

a plantation in Cuba.

Cuba was great.

Then I got bored and went and

tried my luck in NY.

New York?

You've done so much!

What about you?

My life hasn't been

as interesting as yours.

To tell the truth, not

many important things.

Married?

No, I've been waiting for you

since that night at the cinema.

I'd forgotten what an

incorrigible romantic you are.

- And I how pretty you are.

- I'd forgotten how seductive you are.

Can I tell you something?

Your smell is so intense,

it fills the room.

I know, teenagers say

silly things like that.

But that's how I feel right now...

making love to the woman I've

been dreaming about all my life.

If I'd known how

good it is with you...

I swear I wouldn't have

waited all this time.

Want to go boating

with me tomorrow?

I can't, I've got to work.

I'm really behind.

And you'll still

be behind tomorrow.

You haven't done anything

productive for ages.

I hardly ever see

you at your desk.

You just stare out into space,

waiting for that girl to call.

Julia was the great love of my

youth. We were interrupted.

No woman is worth

waiting 15 years for.

Julia is.

Really? Are you going

to tell your wife...

or will she wait 15 years

before finding out?

No, it's Pedro.

Fine.

Yes he is, I'll put him on.

It's her... Maria.

Clarice looked lovely,

didn't she?

She still looks 20.

Something about her. I don't know...

a state of mind.

She knows how to enjoy life.

- Aren't you coming?

- Coming.

You hated dinner, didn't you?

- Maria, of course not.

- Yes you did. I know you.

- You didn't even argue with Lourdes.

- You asked me not to.

I always do, but when

you don't argue with her...

- you don't have any fun.

- I'm tired, Maria, that's all.

- Shall we have sex?

- If you like.

I'm getting the hell out.

I'm leaving Maria,

the apartment, everything...

I can't stand being

away from you.

What about her, your wife?

Maria will understand,

she'll have to.

- It'll be tough. So long together.

- Such a long time and so little love.

- Jesus! Where's the fire?

- What fire?

There must be a fire someplace

for you to wake me this early.

Sorry, I didn't mean to,

I'm going to see Lucas.

- Is his place on fire?

- No, there is no fire!

- So why are you visiting him so early?

- I miss him.

But today isn't even

your day to see Lucas.

No, it's not my day, but l

feel like seeing him, and...

no one's going to stop a father

from seeing his son, are they?

I bet Julia will.

She won't like it one bit.

I'm sorry I came without calling

first, I'd like to see Lucas.

He's at school.

- Anything important?

- No, I just miss him.

- Cleaning up?

- Yeah.

Can I wait? I promise

not to get in the way.

Come on in.

You moved a lot

of things around.

Yeah, the place

reminded me of you.

Sometimes I wonder...

how could things

change so much?

One day we were happy,

in love, together...

and the next...

The next, you'd dumped

the woman of your life...

for a guy you met

playing soccer.

Didn't you ever stop and ask how

difficult it is for me, Carlos?

It's difficult for

me, too, Julia.

But I'm the one

who lost out.

We both lost out.

And what did you lose, Carlos?

I lost you.

Son of a b*tch! You want to

drive me crazy, is that it?

- Listen.

- You listen, I do the talking!

You kicked me in the ass, left me

up sh*t's creek for 3 years...

turned me into this monster

I've become, prejudiced...

angry, resentful. I can't even

see a gay in the street without...

wanting to burn him alive,

all because of that queer.

- Don't say that.

- F*ggot!

Punk, limp-wristed pederast!

- Stop it, let's talk.

- Talk about what?

You think you can manipulate

everybody with that smooth talk?

You think you can come on with

that cute voice of yours...

touching me and do whatever

you like, do you?

It's not like that,

I just wanted to kiss you.

- Why aren't you at school?

- The last class was canceled.

Your mother and l

were just talking.

- But he's leaving, right Carlos?

- Yeah, I'll call you.

I'm going to my room.

My son, it never took you more

than a minute getting dressed!

- Who's this new woman?

- A marvelous woman...

different from

anyone I ever met.

You'll find something

wrong with her.

Mom, there's nothing wrong with

this one. She's perfect.

For you to act like this,

she must be pretty demanding.

- Yes, I guess she is demanding.

- And elegant?

- She's a style of her own.

- And is she a lawyer, too?

- No, she works with art.

- Une marchande, how chic!

Maybe I've heard of her,

what's her name?

- Julia.

- Julia what?

Jesus, what is this,

an interrogation?

But son, if I'm to lose you to

someone, she has to be special.

She is special.

She's the woman I love.

Now let me go, I'm late.

Bye.

It's funny, but...

every time we make love,

it's like the first time.

- And that's bad?

- No, but it's new for me.

Me too.

Gorgeous.

- There's an animal in this!

- It's just a worm.

Disgusting,

how can you drink that?

Don't be such an idiot.

That's what they drink in Mexico.

Go on, it's good.

- What a taste you have.

- You think that's bad?

No, I'll get used to them.

And I'll always have

a surprise for you.

Look what I got for us today.

Julia, couldn't we have

regular sex...

- for once, just for a change?

- Never!

What, you're not

tying me to this?

Quiet!

For Christ's sake, tell me you're

nearly through, it hurts!

Take it easy.

- And you had to lose the key.

- It's nearly open.

I must have been crazy or drunk

to let you handcuff me. Or both!

Carlos, it's no use, I'll have

to send for a locksmith.

What?

No way!

You'd rather stay naked like

that for the rest of your life?

How humiliating.

Can't you at least cover me?

Will you do that for me?

Poor guy!

Go on, go ahead and laugh.

I'd like to have seen you there...

stark naked, handcuffed,

with a guy...

giving you dirty looks,

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