The Double Hour Page #3

But you...

I've always been here.

What?

- You were dead.

- No.

I got away

with just a flesh wound.

The bullet went through me

and ended up there.

- How long has it been?

- Three days.

I knew you'd wake up.

I knew it.

The CAT scan

doesn't show any damage.

- The bullet?

- It just grazed you.

It doesn't have anything to do

with your coma.

The emotional shock

and consequent release of pressure

caused a subarachnoid haemorrhage,

don't be scared by the term,

putting you in a coma.

We did an angiography,

obviously you weren't aware,

but it didn't reveal

any vascular abnormality.

You're fine now,

you can go home soon.

I just don't get it.

I went to work, went home...

a friend died

and I went to her funeral.

It was all in my head.

Don't worry.

During a coma,

perhaps the mind stays active,

it shuffles the deck,

superimposes memories, perceptions,

places, faces.

Some people claim they heard

a song that was played to them.

Others swear they were awakened...

...by the voice of a loved one.

- What'll I do without you?

I'll do it.

- Thanks.

- That's okay.

Hi, Margherita.

- How are you?

- You're asking about me?

Well, if you really want to know...

- Remember Marco?

- Sure.

I think I love him.

But I only realized after

I cheated on him with Lorenzo.

Lorenzo, the manager

of the hotel.

I even had

to call him "sir" in bed!

They all come my way.

The doctors gave me permission

to bother you.

Just a couple of minutes.

Did you notice anything particular

that might help us?

- Did you see their faces?

- They wore balaclavas.

Did they call each other by name,

or have unusual accents?

- I'm sorry, I don't remember.

- All right.

I don't want to tire you.

I'll leave you in peace.

Let's do this...

If anything comes to mind,

call me.

Did they call my father?

They tried,

but he couldn't come.

Sure.

- What's that?

- My new office.

I wasn't a very good watchman.

Now what?

Let's go in.

I'd started it...

before.

All I can offer you

is a glass of tap water.

Get some sleep.

You saved me.

I just watched you sleep.

How do you feel?

Different.

A lot of stuff.

It'll make them a couple of million,

maybe two and a half.

Sit down.

How are you?

Fine, thanks.

- And Sonia?

- She's fine too now.

I'm pleased.

Take a look.

Remember Monica?

Yes, I do.

You don't know, but we were

lovers for a year before...

then she left her husband

and got together with me.

The bullshit she used to tell that

poor guy while I was in bed with her!

The day I married her l thought:

"What if she does

the same with me?"

But you married her anyway.

We always hope

it won't happen to us.

Sure.

Like hell,

she cheated on me too.

I won't read that file, Dante.

- Don't you want to know who she is?

- I already do.

Even you guessed

they were professionals.

- You were a cop, for God's sake!

- Cop...

I spent the whole day

tapping phones.

- Shut up inside a van.

- They used her to get at you.

- That bullet wasn't for her.

- You piss me off.

- Yes?

- Yes.

You know who's pissed off?

Giorgio Bechis, her dad.

Know what he said when I told him

his daughter was in a coma?

She died twelve years ago

in his eyes,

when she ransacked his house

and left with a guy.

What did he do?

Did he report her?

- No.

- Got any proof?

Phone calls, bank operations?

No.

- Leave us in peace.

- What if she does that to you?

If she goes out one day

and doesn't come back?

Bye, Dante.

Hello?

Hello?

Dad...

Have you recovered?

Yes.

Good.

Hello.

They're cancelling now?

I'm left with 30 women

and 20 men.

Be patient, how do I know...

I'll call you back in a minute.

Guido!

Marisa...

Guido, my dear. How are you?

- And Sonia?

- She's fine now.

Damn you.

I hoped to see you

in the marriage announcements

not the crime news.

It's a first step.

So, what are you doing here?

I came to say goodbye, this time

you really have lost your best client.

I knew she was the right girl.

Now I can tell you.

She wanted to meet you

at all costs.

She joined a group session

because she was shy.

But really, she was there for you.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- What are you doing?

- Looking at job advertisements.

Anything?

- Want some coffee?

- Yes.

- THE FUNERAL OF DOLORES DOMINGUEZ

IS AT ONE O'CLOCK TODAY -

What time is it?

- Almost 11:
00.

- Already!

Thanks.

I have to go out.

I promised Margherita

I'd drop by.

- Will you be back late?

- No, I don't think so.

Stay if you want.

- Your coffee.

- Thanks.

Help me put it on.

As soon as I bought it,

I regretted it.

No, it's beautiful.

Thanks.

I don't know

whether I really want to go.

Margherita wants

some advice from me.

She cheated on her boyfriend and

doesn't know if she should tell him.

Who knows...

maybe he already figured it out.

And he wouldn't trust her again.

That's what I thought.

Hi.

Look what I did to you.

Does it hurt?

What does it matter?

It matters to me.

What should I have done?

Come to the hospital

and put everything at risk?

Of course not.

The money's already

in the bank in Buenos Aires.

That bastard

even wanted a discount.

He kept that small Degas

you really liked.

Here's your new passport.

What's up?

The watchman figured it all out.

Will he cause trouble?

I don't know.

No.

Let's go.

Guido.

Guido? Are you there?

Guido? Hello? Hello?

This is the last time we run.

I promise.

Thanks, goodbye.

Good morning. Luggage?

You board at gate 23.

And this one is for the connection

for Buenos Aires.

You don't need

to check-in again in Rome.

Mrs Dominguez!

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