La Sindrome di Stendhal

Miss... Are you all right?
Don't worry,
it must have been the heat.

You've cracked your lip,
it's bleeding a little.

Excuse me, miss...
you forgot this.

Wait, you're still bleeding.
Take this.
Maybe you should sit down a minute.
- Do you want me
to take you to a hospital? - No.

- My name is Alfredo,
what's yours? - My name...

I found it lying open on the floor.
- Sorry, I have to go.
- Wait, let me go with you.

Do you want a taxi?
Do you need some money?

Do you know your name?
Can you remember it?

It was the painting, wasn't it?
Works of art have power over us.