Nuestros amantes Page #3
- Year:
- 2016
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Hardly ever.
But, according to your theory,
you score because
you've aroused a feeling of pity.
And deep down, all guys know that.
And never will.
It's our secret.
Do you and your inner child
mind if I go to the washroom?
No, we don't.
seems like the fourth.
Shouldn't it be more banal,
more superficial?
I've made an ellipsis.
I've jumped forward three weeks.
I see.
Come back to today for a minute,
and tell me
something about yourself,
as if we were
getting to know each other.
sent by my bosses
to assassinate the most important
political leaders on Earth.
You'd be doing us a favor.
Not really.
The plan is to create chaos
and make our invasion easier.
Do you know
how you'll kill them?
It's mass magnicide.
And if I screw up, I'll face
an Intergalactic Court Martial.
- What planet are you from?
- One in the ass end of nowhere.
Yes, I know it!
Do you have a girlfriend there,
a wife...?
It isn't necessary.
we're hermaphrodites.
Listen, I'm bored talking about me.
Can I start lying?
Talking about lying,
do you have
so as to go unnoticed?
Of course.
I can't go round saying
I'm an intergalactic assassin.
And what's your cover?
What do you think it is?
You pass yourself off
as a guy from Saragossa
who at first sight
isn't very remarkable...
Perfectly normal.
...with a job he doesn't like...
Frustrating.
...and a social life
that isn't fully satisfying.
Tedious.
Why did you go to the bookstore?
I've never seen you there before.
I like bookstores.
They're magical places.
Yes, of course.
Where you find girls like me,
stirring up intergalactic assassins
And that's your cover.
- You think so?
- I do.
Maybe I'm like that.
- No.
- Why not?
Because if you were,
you wouldn't be real.
You'd be a fictional character.
You'd only exist to help me
find a meaning to my life
without caring about
your own happiness.
What a writer friend of mine calls
And what's that?
Something that's hard to find.
- Am I a Manic Pixie Dream Girl?
- No.
That's your cover.
Like mine to conceal that
I'm an intergalactic assassin.
And what am I concealing?
Come on.
I think your heart was broken.
Very recently.
You were left,
which could happen to any of us.
But you feel
as if you've been torn apart.
How do you know that?
Are you all mind readers
on your planet?
Of course.
But, as well, I saw you.
What?
A few days before we met,
I went to the bookstore
and I saw you sitting with him,
crying your eyes out.
And you kept crying
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