Decoding the Past: Doomsday 2012 - The End of Days Page #2

Even if this is

the last thing we ever do.

Don't leave me with these corpses.

l'll go crazy.

- Hi!

- Hi.

l'm so tired!

l spent all day modelling

in bras and knickers...

in a horrible place full

of provincial buyers...

who kept ogling me like

they wanted to f*** me.

Disgusting!

So why d'you do it?

l want to be famous

and make lots of money.

What did you do all day?

l worked as usual.

- All day?

- Yes.

- l'll put some music.

- Ok.

Play what you like.

l just use it when

l'm translating.

Who is she?

Sofia.

My ex-wife.

Ex.

lt's over.

The past.

lt was a teenage relationship

that lasted longer than it should.

Will you do me a favour?

Yes.

Could you make this picture disappear?

Yes of course.

Would you do it for me?

Yes. Promise.

Now?

Hello, Rimini.

l woke up feeling you were in danger.

Are you ok?

Call me.

Look at you, so modern!

Since when do you like that

kind of sweaters?

l don't.

But it was a gift.

lt's not too bad, is it?

No.

Do you know who gave it to me?

Sofia.

Five minutes earlier

you'd have seen her.

Happy birthday, Dad.

l owe you the present

but l'll buy you lunch.

Sofia was lovely.

More than last time.

Let's go?

She works in fashion,

catwalks, ads...

that kind of stuff.

She wants money

and fame like everyone.

She's fabulous Dad,

drives me crazy.

Call Sofia.

She's not well...

shadows under the eyes.

When she speaks

she almost cries.

Did you talk about me?

What did she say?

What all women say

when we leave them.

That you avoid her.

After 12 years

l've a right to, haven't l?

l'm not sure.

- You have to live with...

- What we were.

l know that line, it's hers.

You don't have to see her...

but call her sometimes.

lt's a phase, it'll pass.

Here.

She left it for you.

l don't want to talk to the guilty...

who confuses living with running away.

l want to talk to the innocent boy.

lf he's still alive he should knock

and l'll open the door.

As l know you won't be able

to go alone to Klimt's show...

l'll be at the door of the museum.

l'm the girl with dark hair

and the yellow cape if it rains.

l hate to tell you but

this is your last chance.

El Nio is still advancing

on Buenos Aires...

bringing more rainstorms and hail...

with high winds.

The storm has forced over

a thousand people to abandon...

their homes due to floods...

and entire districts are cut off.

One of the worst hit areas

was the vicinity...

of the Bellas Artes Museum.

They were opening an exhibition...

of the Austrian painter Gustav Klimt.

They were waiting

for the Minister to arrive...

You've no idea the hell it was.

The flight out was terrible.

The plane kept shaking.

lt didn't stop raining

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