:05:01
We were doing a show
based on texts by Boris Vian.
:05:05
Cabaret for intellectuals.
:05:20
Happy birthday!
:05:22
- Already?
- It's midnight, sweetheart.
:05:26
"Music for Chameleons."
How did you know I wanted it?
:05:29
I know you like Capote.
:05:32
Read me something,
like when I was little.
:05:38
"Preface.
:05:41
I started writing
when I was eight."
:05:43
See? I'm not the only one.
:05:46
"I didn't know
that I had chained myself for life...
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...to a noble
but merciless master.
:05:51
When God hands you a gift,
he also hands you a whip...
:05:56
...and the whip is intended
only for self-flagellation."
:06:01
That's enough
to put you off writing.
:06:03
Don't be so lame.
:06:05
It's a wonderful preface.
:06:08
How do you want
to celebrate your birthday.
:06:11
I'd like to see
one of your seminars.
:06:13
Why?
:06:15
I'm writing a story about you
for a competition.
:06:18
And I'd like to see you act
in those organ donation courses.
:06:23
Well, I'd have to check
with Mamen.
:06:26
She's the psychologist
in charge of the seminar.
:06:28
Fine. Do it.
:06:31
I don't think I like you writing
about me.
:06:34
Your husband is dead, ma'am.
:06:36
That's impossible.
:06:39
We just saw him in the ICU.
He seemed to be breathing.
:06:41
We've explained that, ma'am.
A machine is breathing for him.
:06:46
Would you like us
to contact your family?
:06:49
I don't have any family.
:06:52
Just my son.
:06:54
My God!
How am I going to tell him?
:06:57
When he was alive,
did your husband say anything...