Waching daily Jan 30 2018

THE WAIT

Based on a short story by Jorge Luis Borges

Screen adaptation and script by Carlos Macchi and Fabián Bielinsky

Directed by Fabián Bielinsky

Yes?

Good evening. I'm here for the room.

I spoke by phone this morning.

Right. Come in.

You didn't tell me your name over the phone.

What's your name?

Villari.

Alejandro Villari.

Alejandro Villari.

I'm sure you'll be very comfortable here, Mr. Villari.

This is a very clean family house.

And we're also very careful about our lodgers.

To keep it that way, there are certain rules we all must follow...

rules you should consider.

At this time, for example, it's too late for dinner.

Aqui jantamos das 20:30 às 21:30, almoçamos das 12:00 às 13:00,

e tomamos o café da manhã às 07:30.

After which time the kitchen's closed.

Taking food to the room is not allowed.

Just a moment, please

Obrigada.

Os banheiros são compartilhados. Mantenha a limpeza.

And if you must use the phone, make it short.

No visitors, especially women.

You know what I mean.

I told you not to walk about the house dressed like that, didn't I?

This is your room.

When you go out, leave the key on the dining room board.

Open up! Open up!

Where are you, you scumbag?

Come out! Show your face!

Come on! Open up! Come out!

Come out! Do it! Come out!

Cut it out with that instrument!

- Who is it?

- Breakfast is served, Mr. Villari.

I won't be having breakfast. Thank you.

So, you also use my name.

It's too much.

I see you're new. You'll like it here.

Depends, of course. If you're used to the peace and quiet...

but if you live downtown... Where are you from?

Perhaps the gentleman doesn't feel like talking.

- Sometimes that happens, right? - Let him say so, then.

I'm telling you. What's the difference?

I don't like conversation either.

I mean... when I don't feel like it.

Though lately, with all the pains...

It's funny...

We should become mistrustful with pains...

Like animals, right?

Nonetheless, I started to view things differently.

São terríveis!

As dores, quero dizer.

Some nights, they keep me awake all of the time.

I used to scream at first...

Dava alaridos...

Chorava como um bebê.

I just didn't understand.

They're like warnings. Each pain is an announcement.

Olhe, velho!

Olhe para essas paredes...

this patio, these trees.

They're the last ones.

And now that I know, I can look at them peacefully.

Very peacefully.

Because if there's something I'm sure of...

and I'm glad to be so...

is that I'm going to die here.

Casares, Peralta, Ricci. I can't forgive you.

<i>My God! Come, please, someone help me!</i>

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