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Wait, wait.
- Do you have a bobby pin? - No.
- Are you sure? - I'm Sure.
I admit it.
You are true artists.
That phone trick was...
a *** masterpiece.
And you...
You are very clever.
Besides being beautiful.
You should have introduced us before, Lucas. I rather have her as an informant...
to be honest.
Lucas!
Arrieta!
What exactly do you want?
This is not necessary.
Necessary?
Of course it's not necessary.
Do you think Michelangelo painted the Sistine Chapel because it was necessary?
Art is not necessary, that's why it's art.
You know what? I'd like you better with a bullet in your head, you son of a ***.
Swallow it.
Just like that?
With no beer or... anything?
No.
Better yet...
why don't you shove it up your ***?
Okay, okay.
Let's see...
girlie...
which eye would you prefer to lose first?
Listen, listen, this is not necessary.
I'm not going to tell you again, Lucas.
- Arrieta, we can talk. - Swallow it.
No.
- Don't do it. - Swallow it, now!
No, no.
Open your mouth.
Stick out your tongue.
Very good.
Now what? A razor blade?
What the hell are you doing, Arrieta?
It's very simple, Lucas.
When... this candle consumes itself,
the gasoline will ignite, it will stream down to you, and...
boom!
Cop barbeque.
Unless...
you cut open your cavity...
your girlfriend...
grabs the key and saves herself.
Am I a Van Gogh or what?
Am I a Van Gogh or what?
You know what I think?
Saying I love you...
is very easy.
But in the moment of truth,
who would give their life for love?
Are you really going to cut yourself open to save her?
I would like to see that.
I really would.
But...
I have things to do.
Bombs to install...
Anyway...
Enjoy.
Let's do it, Sara.
No, no, no.
Yes.
No!
It's a clean cut, you know?
Right here.
- Of about ten centimeters. - No way, Lucas.
- Look... - No.
Sara! This is going to hurt a lot
so I'm probably going to faint, so you have to be very quick.
You have to grab the key, take it out, cover the wound with my shirt
and keep it tight with my belt.
Please, I need you to be very quick, okay, Sara?
I trust you.
So trust me.
Okay, here I go.
***!
Sara.
You know you're the best thing that ever happened in my life?
Yes, but...
But I love to hear you say it.
Say it again.
You're the best thing that ever happened in my life, Sara.
The best, my love.
Again.
You're the best thing that ever happened in my life, Sara.
Again.
You're the best thing that ever happened in my life.
Again.
You're the best thing that ever happened in my life, Sara.
You just ruined the only opportunity we had of getting out of here, you know that?
I don't think you understand.
If you jump, I jump.
And if you're on fire, I burn.
Just like that.
A little bit more.
A bit more.
- I'm getting dizzy. - Stop, stop, stop.
Stop.
Stop.
It's the gasoline, don't worry.
Sara...
When is our anniversary?
No *** idea.
It's just... It's not clear to me.
I don't know from when to start counting.
From our first kiss, or... from when we started going out?
I prefer to count from our first kiss.
March 16?
March 16.
March 16...
Well, now you know.
And...
I like yellow daisies
and breakfast in bed.
Croissant or french toast?
- French toast. - French toast.
Beer.
Beer in the morning?
The beer keg.
The beer keg.
Take your clothes off.
You want me to take my clothes off?
Take them off.
For what?
To grab the knife.
You want me to stab myself again?
Just take them off.
Okay, okay, okay, hold on!
***, ***!
Easy, go slow.
- When you get it, pull back it slowly. - Okay, okay.
Now.
- ***! - Slowly, slowly.
Go again, again.
Got it.
Now, slowly.
That's it.
That's it.
There you go.
Go.
A bit more.
A little bit more.
A little bit more.
- A little bit more. - I can't.
A little bit more.
Hold on, hold on.
There!
- Wait, wait, wait. - Get up.
Go.
Did they teach you that at the academy?
No.
I learned it playing hooky at the bar.
Hello? Is there someone in there? Are you open?
- Help! - In here!
Help!