Hipersomnia

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I'm hungry.

Here.

You like eating, huh?

We don't feed you a lot

because we don't want you to get fat.

Get dressed.

What's your name?

What's your name?

Mara.

I told you, not Mara!

What did I tell you your name was?

Your name is Jessy.

What's your name?

I can't hear you, b*tch!

- Jessy.

- Jessy.

- And what are you?

- I'm a slut.

- I'm a slut.

- I'm a slut.

HYPERSOMNIA:

Go to Balcarce and Humberto Primo.

NOW?

I'M HERE

- Hello?

- Hi babe, where are you?

- I'm still at the audition.

- Still?

I can't talk right now,

I'll call you later.

Okay, but...

I'm at the bar across the street.

When...

Godard chose and actor or actress,

he bought them a dinner.

The actor would go to a restaurant,

a fancy one,

he would sit down to eat,

thinking he was alone,

but it turns out Godard was hidden,

stalking him, from a distance,

watching what the person he was

going to be working with was like.

I want you,

if it turns out to be you,

to jump into the abyss

of your raw material,

but jump with confidence.

This is a role that can be

a breakthrough,

if you play it well, of course.

And if you obey everything I say.

Everything.

You have potential,

an important amount of sensuality,

but if you don't let it flow

it's as if it didn't exist.

There is no sin in art.

Think about it.

I'll be right back.

- How are you?

- Good, and you?

Good.

- The usual?

- Yes.

Thank you.

Sorry, I was running late.

- Pour me another?

- I think you're mistaken.

I don't think so.

Laura.

Laura?

I'm at a very important job interview

- and it depends on this a lot.

- Yeah, my job also depends on this.

You're also auditioning?

You're very pretty.

Thank you.

So you're an actress?

That's what I'm trying to be.

And what type of actress

do you want to be?

I don't know.

A complete one.

And what does that mean?

I guess it's being an actress

who can do a bit of everything.

Comedy, drama, musical.

It's always better to be complete.

It looks like your boyfriend

likes to watch.

What boyfriend?

You want the role?

Go with her.

Should we go?

Good... Like that.

I have to go!

No... Stop it.

Okay...

Come to the theater.

Last chance.

Fede.

Get on the stage...

and take off your trench coat.

Move closer to the light.

Close your eyes.

And don't move.

What happened?

Nothing.

Where did you go?

To the theater.

At 4:
00 a.m.?

Yes, I had a rehearsal.

Don't lie to me anymore.

The role is yours.

The arms hanging at the sides of the body

and the breathing lowered.

You breathe in through the nose

and out through the mouth, like this.

Let's turn the head.

We breathe in.

And now we're going to close our eyes

and we're going to imagine

that there's a white screen,

all white with a small black hole,

and you're going to enter

through that black hole.

You advance towards it.

Good.

You turn to your left like a pinwheel.

Faster, faster, faster, faster...

Faster, faster, faster, faster, enough!

And now you trust me,

let yourself fall backwards.

- We're... What's this?

- I don't know.

What is this?

Please, if you ever get out of here

call my parents, look for them.

My name is Mara Rivas.

Look for them, tell them I'm alright,

that nothing's happened to me.

Please, help me!

Tell them to come pick me up, please!

No, please!

Don't touch me anymore.

Ariel, no!

- "One-arm!"

- No!

Let me go, please...

Keep quiet!

C'mon, stop it!

Please!

One-arm! Come on, let's go.

Come on, let's go!

- Help me, please!

- You and I are going to talk later.

Please...

No! Don't take me! Please! Don't take me!

No!

I can't breathe! Help!

Help me!

Please!

I can't breathe!

Not the red room! No!

- What are they doing to you? What?

- Please.

Please help me, please help me...

No, no, he's here! Please!

One-arm?

Come here.

Come on.

Good.

Sex, drugs, blood and death.

Laly?

Let's go.

Don't make this harder for me.

- I was somewhere else just now.

- No.

You were here.

In the room.

Let's go, you have to work.

You know that if One-arm

shows up it's worse.

Let's go.

Hello.

What's your name?

You're not going to say hello to me?

Arturo.

It's a pleasure.

Where are you going?

Stay calm.

Come here.

We invite everyone to join us

this weekend, Sunday at 9 PM,

in the Municipal Park. Don't miss it.

The entire neighborhood is invited.

Don't miss it.

I want to go back.

- Hey, Laly.

- I want to go back.

I want to go back.

Honey, Laly.

- Laly.

- I'm not Laly.

I don't know what I'm doing here,

but I have to go back.

My love, we all want to go back.

I miss my family too.

But you can't go nuts, okay?

- I'm not crazy.

- Do you know who you are?

Do you know where you are? Look at me.

Look at me...

No.

That's it, it's over.

It's that sh*t they put in our blood,

you're just hallucinating, nothing else.

I love you.

Roxy...

Come here.

Come here, honey.

- Come on, Ms. Romantic.

- Coming.

I'll be right back.

- What's up?

- Your girlfriend is completely crazy.

She's going to ruin everything,

so she'll have to stay.

If she doesn't come,

no one's getting out of here.

Don't you realize she's going

to screw things up?

- Shut up.

- What? What's wrong, b*tch?

- Shut your mouth!

- I want to go back.

Say it again and I'll beat

the crap out of you.

Her name is Mara.

What?

Her name is Mara.

Yes, Mara is her real name.

Is she alive?

They took her to a red room.

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