La memoria del muerto Page #3

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Explain this to me, dammit!

Get out of here!

Do you want to go out? Go out!

Try and get out!

I'm not stopping you,

come on, just try, go out!

Get out...

- Alicia, what happened to that girl?

- What happened to Ivana?

Ali, I'm asking you what happened to Ivana.

She walked outside.

But nothing will harm us indoors.

Tell me what's these people

around the house.

What happened? How did Hugo

know that that girl was dead?

Because everything outside is dead.

If you go out, you walk into death.

But we're protected here.

This is all to get Jorge back, we can have

him tomorrow back with us, let me out!

No f***ing way!

It's true...

And if you really loved him

you can't deny his attempt to come back.

You can't f*** with something like that.

What do you mean, Alicia?

Jorge himself taught me this ritual.

If we all loved him.

If we all really loved him.

This house will be like a lighthouse

to guide him back.

Can we bring back whoever we want?

No, because Jorge has to

walk a different path.

For he'll be leaving this world.

Look at me, look at me...

Tell me it's true.

What?

Look into my eyes and tell me it's true,

that Jorge can come back.

Yes.

If I see him around here,

I'd piss my pants.

- Do you have to be so disgusting?

- Why don't you kiss my ass, fuckhead!

Pickaboo!

Son of a b*tch!

Is something off?

Disgusting b*tch!

What?

You're so disgusting, Alicia!

You and that abnormal Hugo guy.

Excuse me?

Hold it, Mauro.

Yeah, stop it,

can't you see how she is?

She's alive. Ivana is dead

and this disgusting b*tch is alive.

Why don't you let poor Jorge die in peace?

- You will never understand.

- What? Tell me.

- Love, Mauro.

- Love?

You're insane, Alicia, and even if you

dress it up as spiritualism, it's insanity!

- Mauro, calm down. - Yes. If you

can't hold your liquor, don't drink!

But are you all retards? Would you

have come here if you'd known about this?

That doesn't justify your

f***ing attitude, Mauro.

Shut up, fake fag,

you're here for the leftovers!

What do you mean?

It's odd that you tell me all this...

...since it was you who dragged

Jorge down to the lowest.

Blow, hookers, booze,

angst, emptiness.

If it wasn't because I loved him, he would've

stayed with you on your path of destruction.

It's true, you were always the

worst influence Jorge could ever have.

If it hadn't been for you,

we wouldn't have broken up so painfully.

I'm sorry, little virgin. Jorge met

that sluts way before he met me.

You know Jorge cheated on you

from day one, don't you?

No...

- Didn't you?

- I didn't know.

- Now you know, Jorge cheated on you...

- Why do I have to find out now...

You motherf***er!

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