Full Body Massage (1995) - full transcript

Nina, a successful but world-weary art dealer, is surprised to find that her usual masseur, Douglas, has sent a substitute - Fitch - to provide her with her regular weekly massage at her home. Nina and Fitch find that they are both mutually attracted, and annoy one another a great deal. Their differences of temperament and lifestyle create friction, and they find their similarities nearly as grating. Through flashbacks we learn how Nina and Fitch have arrived at this meeting, and see that perhaps they have enough common ground to learn some important lessons from each other.

THE MASSAGE

Oh, you're home!

IM such a fool! Excuse
me, I have you in front of me.

- Hello Girl.
- Hello, DeeDee.

- How did it go?
- Very well, as far as possible.

And how is everything here?

Did you call that...? What's the
name of that strange bald lawyer?

-No. "Did Douglas call confirming
this afternoon's appointment?"

No, he hasn't called anyone.

If he calls again, you can tell
him to call me on the car phone;

...but not the lawyer.



He represents Murphy, the
artist I'm exhibiting next month.

Douglas already has my number.

Which maybe means he's coming,
because he hasn't called me.

Good yes.

- So what what?

You were going to tell me how
everything went around here.

- The gardener came.
- And how is Mr. Li?

He is going to prune the bush that we asked him to do.

- Good.
- He also put fertilizer.

I have taken care of all the bills.
You just have to sign the checks.

I bought fresh fish at the fishmonger
and made curry sauce to go with it.

Just put it in the oven
and follow the instructions.

And now, do you want to go home now?

Go away!



Oh! Mr. Li said that he would
not be back for three weeks.

-He has to go to Taiwan, for family reasons.
-Clear.

He wanted to know if his niece
can come the next two weeks.

I hope you said yes.

You are a wonderful housewife, Dee Dee.
Every woman should have one.

- You want?
- Hello!

- Yeah?
- I'm Fitch.

Fitch!

Fitch?

He has a date with me.

Where is Douglas?

He hasn't called you?
He said that he would.

He told me he was going to phone him.

- To tell me what?
-He couldn't come.

- Douglas?
-That's what he told me.

So where do we settle, Nina?

Hey! Hey, wait a minute!

We usually do it here, but...

-...where has he gone? Does he know it?
- Who?

- Douglas.
-He couldn't come.

I don't understand. My assistant
had confirmed the appointment.

Listen! The problem is that...

...I'm used to working with him.

- "THE SUN ALWAYS SHINES"
-I like it.

Well, the thing is, I'm very
used to working with Douglas.

And I like him a lot.

I really like it and...

...it takes time, at least for
a woman, it takes a while...

...feeling comfortable, really
comfortable with a man who...

- You know...
- Doug has a magical touch.

He hasn't even
been able to phone...

Douglas!

When you have a relationship with
someone, a business relationship,

...you must show on your part...

...some consideration.

It seemed to me that he was
in trouble. He is too young.

-He's not that young.
-Well, maybe he's not, but...

...he is younger than he thinks.

In addition, we could not
call anyone to replace him.

He has much talent.

He has it and besides,
he is very attractive.

Women love it.

All of his clientele is female.

Or at least most.

Out here he would be fine.

Especially when you
are intimate and you are.

Douglas does it out here.

But, now, it's a
little cool here.

Well, where do you suggest?

In a quiet and dark place.

I had to hurry to get here.

So I just took oils
and a few things.

Regarding towels and sheets,

...I'll need some.

Alright.

I have left some
things in the car.

Fitch?

Fitch?

Fitch?

Fitch?

These things fascinate me.

I feel real fascination
for this type of objects.

- It's my bedroom!
- I already thought it could be.

My mother had a spectacular collection
of jewelry, if I remember correctly.

She wanted to clean me
up a bit, when I got in here.

Thank you.

She just wanted to clean me up a bit.

THERE IS ONLY ONE TEMPLE IN THE
UNIVERSE AND IT IS THE HUMAN BODY.

WHEN WE PLACE OUR HAND
IN IT, WE TOUCH THE SKY.

Thomas Carlyle 1840

The ultimate purpose of massage is to heal.

There are sages who heal
without words, prayers or drugs.

That's what it's all about.
That is the essence.

I hadn't thought much of it.

- In the healing power?
- In the massage, seen like this.

I try not to guess too much.
Life is better that way.

I think I'm rather intuitive.

How old are you?

- Why do you ask me?
- Don't know. And why not ask?

If you don't ask,
you never know.

I'm older than you.

Knowing how to use your
hands gives you power;

...but in our culture,

...there are too many prejudices
about diseases and their cure.

We are very cowards,
medically speaking.

Think about this!

When was the last time
your doctor touched you?

When did your
doctor examine you...

...and he touched you.

No, those two things have never happened.
I don't like doctors.

When you ask them, they
talk to you on the phone...

...and they prescribe medicines,

...but they don't heal you personally.

They let you heal over time
or with chemical formulas.

I don't like doctors, simply
because I don't like them.

- How long have you known Doug?
- Not much.

Long enough for
you to be friends?

How much time is needed for that?

Let's go back to
before: to antiquity!

- To the massages?
- To the massages!

Some historians believe
that they date from very old.

For the Greeks,
massage was a treatment.

...which aided healing.

There are documents that
prove that Socrates and Plato...

...who received massages every day of
their lives and lived to be 104 years old.

Socrates, no.

But the Romans did...

...and Italians today see it that way.

They were the first to come
up with the idea that massage...

...was a form of prelude to sex.

Courtesans became
specialists in it:

...being massaged
was a part of his job.

You don't have to be a
genius to find the connection.

Massage is sexual, very sexual.

It can be, but not necessarily.

- Should it always be?
- No.

But I didn't mean some sweaty,
moaning, orgasmic epiphany.

Just the fact that lying naked, while
someone touches you in those places,

...that surely your father would
not allow you to be touched is...

...it's exciting.

It's my desk.

And a form of communication.

I want to make sure that we
both use the same language.

Well, it looks like
everything is ready to go.

- We've already started.
- What do you mean?

The most important thing in a
real massage happens in the head.

I'm sure you were
already preparing.

Because? Hurry?

No.

It's funny, right?

Do you want me to play some music?

What happened to the music you
were listening to before you turned it off?

I'm going to put something.

I would say we are ready now.

Where do we start working, Nina?

Any pain or discomfort?

Any part of the body that
needs special attention?

You can start at my
neck and end at my feet.

My job, you know?

You were going to say
something like I'm very tense.

Douglas always tells me:

... while he touches me: how
much tension do you have,

...especially on the
back and shoulders!

All because of my job.

I have a gallery, two actually.

One here in the city outside of Melrose...

...and another in New York, Tribeca.

One way or the other! Where
your work is, there is your creature.

You know they always say: "The
responsibility falls on your shoulders."

You better not talk so much.

Was he talking a lot?

It's your massage. You
can do whatever you want.

But, you should try to relax.

You can't always be under pressure.

Or is it something inherent to the workers?

The people I work with achieve
relaxation by buying it in a pharmacy.

Looks like you're ready.

"Angels keep their ancient places.
Just turn a stone and they fly away!

"It is you, with your puzzled faces,
who miss out on that splendorous vision."

"Angels keep their old places.

"Just turn a stone and they fly!

"It is you, with your strange faces

"...those of you who miss that splendorous vision".

How long have you been
doing massages, Fitch?

About 20 years with interruptions.

# While he was walking
through the streets of Laredo

# I went to the
infirmary of Saint James

(Poem by Francis Thompson
THE KINGDOM OF GOD)

An interesting job!

You probably know
all kinds of people.

It gives you a lot of
freedom too, right?

I mean, it's very bearable.

You carry only one
table, you travel well...

For my work, I travel a lot.

Too much, I'm beginning to think.

It obviously depends
on how much you want it.

Do you like art?

Sounds like you're the
kind of person who likes it.

And what kind of person do I look like?

You already know...

What are you talking about?

I don't know any guy like that

...but maybe,

...you are more aware
of me than myself.

Well, not the type, but...

...I love art and artists.

They hide behind their works.

So, to understand his works,

...we need to meet the artist.

So... do you enjoy art?

Who do you consider to be
the greatest artist of this century?

What do you mean?

Who are the top five?

Or all four?

Or all three?

The truth is that I do not
like classifications in art.

Would you say that
Picasso is the best of all?

Or Chagall?

I don't think he could...

... value the merits of him.

Or maybe Braque or Klee?

Where do you want to go, Fitch?

What were you saying?

You started to say something,
but then you stopped.

Fitch?

Fitch?

Fitch?

What are you doing?

This is not my specialty,
just my opinion, but...

...many things have to do
with art, contemporary art.

If there were any point of reference,
from the historical point of view...

- Nothing is representative.
- I don't agree at all.

Modern art is critical.
Therein lies its modernity.

What are they?

I don't know. I found
them in the trunk of my car.

- Magnets.
- Magnets?

Its magnetic force is 400 gauss,
ideal for places with difficult access.

The truth is that you
should visit my gallery.

Next month there will be a very
interesting exhibition, worth seeing.

About what?

On the history of women's
fashion, as a form of slavery.

Come and see her! You'll love it.

He has a very ironic,
satirical point of view.

- A point of view!
- That is.

Let me tell you something:

There are so many things in
art today that don't make sense,

...that it seems that we
and our society suffer...

...of a kind of
bankruptcy of the spirit.

Well, I'm sure people have said something like that,
whenever there has been someone to listen to them.

- Yes, but this time it's true.
- And before it would be too.

THE HEALING PROPERTIES OF MAGNETS
WERE KNOWN TO OUR ANCESTORS,

BUT, DURING THE MIDDLE AGES
THIS KNOWLEDGE WAS LOST.

If we talk about today
and how we live now,

...what defines us best is fear.

- It's yours?
- Yeah.

The fear of change.

The fear of the future.

Technology changes things
faster than people can perceive.

It makes strangers of us all.

That is the reason why people
create the art that we have today.

- A bad thing.
- The fact that?

Blaming others for
existing technology,

...as if we had no
responsibility for it.

Very good. And you, what do you suggest?

I suggest looking at ourselves;

...that, for starters.

And only then I suggest looking outside.

And all of us sitting like
this, cross-legged like fools?

It's possible.

Why not?

Or we can also kill
all gallery owners.

How about?

Where do you exhibit your works?

Where do I expose them?

Do you have family, Fitch?

Wife children?

Mother father?

They have been dead for a long time.

I have a sister in Sydney.

I try to keep in
touch with my family.

It's important, don't you think?

My sister is in Boston.

My brother is
somewhere in Georgia...

...and my parents retired in Florida,
but we see each other from time to time.

It's important, don't you think?

I believe so: the
family should be united.

Why did you say that?

The fact that?

The bankruptcy of the spirit.

Are you really worried about that?

Call it what you want, but
the truth is, we've lost our way.

As a civilization:
spiritually, I mean.

Wandering through life, the only thing I
learned is that we don't even know what we know.

I guess there is also a
spiritual side to my work.

Each artist is unique.

Each one has his own needs.

Where do I exhibit?

People like me don't
exhibit anywhere.

I am not a fashion painter.

Of course everything
has its compensations.

People are aware of it,
when they come to me.

That's usually the
reason they come to me.

Artists rarely refer...

...to what the gains of
others are or should be.

Little girl!

What is this?

It's a Shiatsu thumb,
which I use when I'm tired.

And what is the spiritual
side of your work?

It won't be too strong
for you, will it, Nina?

Why you ask?

I had aspirations...

...artistic aspirations.

I wanted to see myself on stage

...as an interpreter.

The only problem was that
she couldn't sing or dance.

But I went to do a test.

And I realized something:
I knew how to sell.

So I sold myself...

...and then the tests and
trials worked out for me:

...I was accepted.

- Have I seen you in a play?
- No, you were lucky.

And how did you get
into the gallery business?

As it happens to
many who start a job.

Falling in love with the wrong person.

An artist?

Artist, businessman, critic.

He was an artist who
dealt with artistic things.

Get on your knees, head here!

What happened to him?

Who knows?

So?

I love what I do,

...how far I've come,

...and who am I?

It gives me enormous satisfaction.

Are you happy, Fitch?

Happy?

You said you travel a lot.

So he was asking me,
has that made you happy?

Perhaps, it has made
me a better person.

I suppose,

...happier than most
people and that's important.

Being happy is more
than achieving happiness.

What does that mean?

For most people,

...of cultures and civilizations, the idea
of ​​happiness is not something trivial.

It's not a good job or
a new car you drive;

...is something else entirely.

Something spiritual?

The Hopi Indians...

...believed that the
human body and the earth...

...were formed in the same way:

...around an axis.

For you and for me,

...this axis...

...is our backbone.

And around that axis,

...there are different energy centers.

Power centers?

There are different very
important centers of the body:

...brain,

...throat,

...the solar plexus.

But, the most important
center of all is the heart.

The Hopi say that if you follow a
true purpose you have one heart.

But, if you allow bad
thoughts to enter, then,

...you have two hearts.

Tibetans and Hindus believe in
almost the same bodily centers.

Most interesting is the
fact that the Hopi shaman...

...used those same
energy centers,

...to heal someone.

Know? You can assess someone
with just the palm of your hand...

..and you can feel the
vibrations in each center.

And find which is the strongest
and which is the weakest.

KOMBUCHA MUSHROOM
RELIEVES CHRONIC DISEASES,

FROM ARTERIOSCLEROSIS
TO FLATULENCE.

Sometimes what is wrong...

...is what we call disease.

Other times it comes from abroad,

...attracted by the bad thoughts
of those who have two hearts.

- What is this?
- Mushroom tea.

It will purify you.

And that way, you can see
what the source of the problem is.

And the Hopi say that the cause
of everything is having two hearts.

Don't tell me you have one
of those crystals in your bag?

No.

So what causes my
pain is having two hearts?

This treatment achieves healing.

Modern medicine and,
if you like, any science,

...is always a belief,

...a religion like any other.

Medicine works
because we believe in it.

- Many times it works.
- And many others, no.

For this reason, the
shaman uses the crystal.

This is the crystal of knowledge:

...the shaman's crystal.

Through it he looks
towards all the centers.

They understand themselves

...the Hopi.

I still like priests
less than doctors.

That's because you
worship the cult of art,

...which is much closer
to the cult of science,

...when you can understand it.

Your God is jealous, the
most jealous of them all.

- The God of reason.
- Are you suggesting that I should convert,

...to become a Hopi mystic?

Can that be done?

Become someone of another race?

What we actually
do, when we realize it,

...is to renounce one form of mysticism
for a more socially acceptable one.

I don't know about you, but I have never
seen a black hole or anything similar.

I don't know if it exists, nor
is there a sure way to know.

What I do know is that I
have seen how the Hopis...

...were cured by a shaman
with the contact of his hands...

...and some simple crystals.

What arrogance!

All I'm saying is...

...all of us have replaced
having a belief system...

...for another of disbelief.

And you can see that in
everything we do and think.

We have lost the ability
to surprise ourselves.

And worst of all, no one
knows what's going on.

Except you.

The Hopis are capable of
understanding themselves.

I just arrived.

What do you think?

It doesn't matter what I think.

What do you mean it
doesn't matter what you think?

I want to know your opinion.

There is only one reason
to dedicate yourself to art:

...you have to start doing it.

And you have done it.

- So why argue?
- Let's go!

I want to know what you think.

Where have you gone, Fitch, on your travels?

To places that sometimes I can remember.

For example?

Where the spirit wanted to take
me: to the Far East, to Africa,

...with the aborigines of Australia.

So your massages have gone
from one end of the world to another.

I envy you that.

- Being able to travel the world?
- Not having responsibilities.

Responsibilities?
Of course I have!

- Why have you come here today?
- And why not?

The Far East, Africa,
the aborigines...

I'm not your style.

Doug asked me.

He told me that you were different.

Oh really?

I like him.

He said that out of all the people,
you were the one who was most...

That?

...adrift.

Adrift?

Those were his words.

- Why would you say that?
- Doug has that ability.

And what does he
mean by drifting?

With your heart, with your
spirit and with your search.

And how can he know
that, if he's still a boy?

It won't be so much, if he thinks so.
Turn around!

All my life has been the same.

Men refuse to see me as I am,

...projecting onto me their
ideas of how I should be.

And, now, my same masseuse...

...he sees me as someone
different from who I am.

- And what would that be?
-A woman obsessed with her career.

And those who, sometimes, when I meet
someone I risk taking them to a higher level.

He had a better opinion of Douglas.
I know he's your friend, but...

- I expected more from him.
- Was that the risk?

- That?
-The complexity of it.

You would not risk understanding
the complexity of another being.

- Is complexity dangerous?
- Isn't it?

It's what you said.

Yes it is. Meeting someone
always involves risk.

- In what sense?
- In all.

In every possible way.

I'm not sure I understand you.

I am constantly thinking of you.

And is that bad?

That's what I was going to ask you.

Is everything in your life
always so complicated?

No, just the important stuff.

THOSE WHO CAN SEE THE COLORS
OF OUR AURA KNOW WHO WE ARE.

Intimacy, whether emotional,
intellectual or sexual,

...I think it may be
something threatening.

Threatening or risky?

Semantics, my God!

I'm trying to understand what
you're saying that Doug couldn't.

That's what I deal with.

lie down!

That's what they are for.

The colors, in their silence, are
capable of extracting things from you.

There is a fundamental difference
between men and women.

Which is it?

The degree of intimacy
they are willing to admit.

I mean any relationship, not
just a romantic or sexual one.

And do you believe in that?

- Sometimes it happens.
- Turn around, slowly!

I thought you thought so too.

So!

Well, I'm not sure
there's a big difference.

At least I haven't seen it.

- Are you trying to turn me on?
- If it seems so, it was not my intention.

There is something I
would like to discuss.

What drives men, after sex,

...whether by nature or
haste, to run to the door,

...while the woman always
stays lying on the bed?

Maybe it's because of the differences
when having sex with strangers.

I haven't said anything about
it being between strangers.

No matter how excited the man is,

... he will always go to the door,
after having had sex with his wife.

Clearly you don't know
the same man as me.

Excellent! And now
you see turning slowly.

You better have done well.

- Show me it!
- Good.

Come on, show me!
Do you like it?

How bad are you!

What a man wants is an
illusion of what a woman is,

...when the man and the woman are together.

That idea of ​​yours is
still less than an illusion.

What are you talking about?

To the fact that
all men are equal.

Am I the same as Doug
and Doug the same as...?

All men are the same,

...in some fundamental aspects.

I know from personal experience.

I had two failed marriages,

...before the age of 27.

Sure there are differences,
but they are not very important!

Except for...

I want you to pose for me.

I want you to see
yourself, just as I see you.

Except what?

Nothing.

You don't need to worry
about that, you know, Fitch?

- Because?
- For covering me with the towel.

I'm afraid I don't have much modesty.

The truth is that I prefer
not to wear anything on me.

Doug always did that to me.

Doug wasn't bothered by the towel thing.

Didn't it bother you about the towel?

Because he is gay.

- Gay?
-Doug!

-You knew he was gay, right?
- Clear.

-He told me that you knew.
- Yes of course.

He is usually very candid about it.

Very sincere.

That was how we met.

He thought I was gay too.

A friend, whom he massaged,
also thought I was gay.

- And you are?
- No.

But Doug thinks everyone is gay.

It's part of the charm of it.

I think that, in some very
peculiar way, he is bisexual.

However,

- That? -...still...
- Yes?

The towel!

If you ever want to
try something different,

...you could try Shiatsu,

...to stimulate energy in
different parts of the body.

Oil is not used at all.

...but it is the skin that comes
into contact with the skin.

You are improving a lot.

Be careful not to hurt me.

And if I do?

You would be the first to
suffer the consequences.

I will take the risk.

I already tried it once.

Tell me about your family, Fitch.

- Of my family?
- From your family, from those who died.

There is not much to tell.

What was your father?

An executive... advertising.

My father's family had money;

...my mother's
too, not too much,

...but enough money to say
they were in good standing.

We would dress
formally for dinner,

...every Saturday night.

Sounds like fun.

Sometimes, we had guests:

... some were from my father's
agency: a client and his wife.

But usually it was
just our family:

...my parents, my sister and me.

It's funny to talk about roles.

My parents had roles
that seemed like habits.

You can get up now.

My father was a
real businessman...

...and my mother a patron of the arts;

...which ended up
becoming a kind of fixation.

In that way?

For her it was all the same:
classical music, or classical art.

It didn't matter what she was or who she
was: everything was worthy of admiration.

That woman was only capable of admiring;

...she didn't have an ounce
of critical spirit in her being.

She was the kind of person
that television seems made for.

One night we were having one of those Saturday
dinners, which an important client was going to attend.

All men had to wear a black tie.

About ten minutes,
before the guests arrived,

...I went downstairs
well dressed and ready.

My father took a look at me...

...and he told me that he didn't like me.

Because?

For my bow tie.

He told me that wearing a clip-on
bowtie was absolutely humiliating.

And he added that a true gentleman
knows how to tie a bow tie...

...and that I looked like a musician.

Oh! How old were you?

17.

She was not able to make the
slightest effort to understand me. Never!

And what did you do?

Untie my bow tie.

- What do you mean?
- It wasn't a clip-on bowtie.

I had learned to
tie my bowtie...

...and he had done it to me
so well, in such a perfect way,

...that didn't seem possible.

And what happened next?

He told me to go away.

You can go!

- That was it?
- That's how it is.

Didn't he apologize or...?

- Weren't you angry?
- No.

Stand aside!

Nothing?

It wasn't a matter of getting angry.

Well, what was it?

It was a problem of
responsibilities and expectations.

My mother and
father were trapped;

...trapped by responsibilities for
things they had never thought of.

Trapped by their own expectations.

I don't know anyone who hasn't experienced
mixed feelings about their parents.

They are what they are
and you are what they are;

...but it's not like that.

I never had hostile feelings towards
my parents; What's more, I liked them.

I fully accepted them as they were;

...perhaps even more than themselves.

((Francis Thompson. THE KINGDOM OF GOD))

"Angels guard the ancient places,

"...turned to stone, they lift up their wing."

What's that?

I don't know: a poem I knew.

It's funny that I remember him now.

They're the same, you know, these two songs:

"Streets of Laredo" and "St. James Infirmary"

Oh really?

The story of the songs is the same;

...they just happen in different places.

You see it? I do not want to think.
Let whatever happen!

My family, my
parents were rather...

...how would I say?...I think invisible.

My father was an engineer...

...and he used to invent lots of
things that never saw the light of day.

Things like huge
industrial machines...

...to work faster
and more safely.

But he never owned
any of his inventions;

...the Company kept them all.

Therefore, he never managed
to make money from it.

And since what he created
was a part of other projects,

...nobody outside the company
knew anything about him.

But he knew how to do things.

Maybe he was content to do them.

Maybe he wasn't looking for any recognition.

Everyone wants to be recognized.

The Hopi have a
word for it: "Pinu-huy."

It means "I am I".

Almost the same thing happened with my mother.

She had the only acceptable job
a woman could have at that time:

...nurse. And she was very good!

But like most nurses she
was completely ignored...

...and publicly run over by
every doctor she worked with.

It broke my heart to see
two people like them like this,

...of so much talent and dedication.

I swore I wouldn't go through it.

I guess that was the
reason I married Andy.

He was an art professor
at my university.

For someone like me: a girl
from the town and 18 years old,

...it was like a release.

It took us three years to make up our minds

...but we got married.

My parents were very happy.

How long were you married?

Good question, let's see?

...Two or three weeks.

What happened?

Despite being so popular
in college, my husband...

...he wasn't very honest and he trafficked on the border.

And, although today it is difficult to believe,

...I had no idea about it.

Hey! What's up guys?

Here is everything!

He was 18, 19, 20 years old.
She was a little girl.

You longed to be served!

And he was charming

...although, to be honest, not very intelligent.

He went through customs too many times.

I think I should thank you for
not going there on our honeymoon.

Yes, the truth is I paid
a lot of attention to it.

What I did not do with my second husband,

...because, after that, I decided
to follow the advice of my parents.

I married a very honest,
decent and hard-working guy.

It was a four year long nap.

-There were his mistakes.
- But, you learned from them.

The truth is, no.

Or maybe yes.

I've decided that the only men you
should seriously consider marrying...

...are those who are already married...

...and who already have experience in it.

Let's take a break!

SUDDENLY YOU SHINE AND SUDDENLY
YOU GO OUT, FIREFLY FRIEND. Chinese Jo

It is a type of Japanese acupuncture,

...which uses heat,
instead of needles.

I'm going to put it here...

...and there, where the nerve is tense.

And about you?

About me what?

Are you married?

No.

- Never been?
- Never.

Have you been close to doing it?

Maybe, I guess.

What do you mean "close"?

A serious, important relationship.

- I suppose you once had one.
- I'd like to believe so.

Nothing to do with that
old spousal instinct?

An instinct? That is what it is?

The desire to mate, of course.

The desire to mate is
not the desire to marry.

No, I guess not.

Since being in a firing squad
is not the same as being...

...in front of him..

Of course.

What is marriage
anyway? Two people,

...trapped by an uncontrolled passion,

...swearing before God to remain
united until the end of their lives.

Oh how romantic you are!

For me, the result of the experience...

...is not as interesting
as the experience itself.

How many people really
know what passion is?

Who was she?

How did you meet her?

I was trying to run away
from myself, she was not.

Some people, from the
moment they are born,

...they know what their
destiny is and they live with it.

It's so much a part of them...

...like the color of his eyes.

Is it running?

She is already.

Good. Do not look at me.

*I went to Saint James Hospital

*to see my girl there.

* She was lying on
a long white table

*so cold, so pale and so beautiful.

And then they get older

...because they begin to understand.

Understand what?

All.

You are rich.

It's not your fault,

...but that's why you're here.

Because you can afford to
run away from your problems.

What happened to her?

People end up breaking up.

Not always.

They are more than those who do not.

When you get to that point
you start to wonder what is left.

Or maybe you think you've
already reached that point.

I realized that.

At some point you realize that
there will be no more surprises.

Decide what you want it to do.

Make up your mind and tell me!

Well surprise me!

Where are the variations?

Don't know.

I don't like surprises or variations.

Variations are black leather
jockstraps and nipple piercings.

Don't think I don't have that.

I guess I shouldn't blame
people for what they think of me,

...no more than I blame myself.

I see things as if it were
the first time, looking at you.

What things?

an empty room,

...a locked door.

A lot of what people do is
already invented anyway;

...invent themselves...

...and make up their friends.

Is that what you
did: invent yourself?

Didn't you do it?

A poor rich boy who went
to live with the Indians.

Know?

The most dangerous
thing in the world...

...is thinking you have
enough time to play it safe.

So that's what it looks like to you?

That is what it is.

Where do you exhibit?

Where do I exhibit?

I think you and I are similar.

- You know nothing about me!
- No?

Absolutely nothing.

Self-indulgence does not
lead to self-actualization.

At least I'm not
hiding behind anything.

Yes you do and in
the worst way possible.

You hide your soul, because behind
these nonsense there is nothing.

Am I really an empty room?

Yeah.

Now too?

Do you usually do this, Doug?

Tell me?

Maybe it's all a matter of...

...perception.

The fact that?

The problem is not
how they see you,

...but how you
think they see you.

What do you mean?

For example, Doug said
that you seemed to be drifting;

...but never whether or not you were single,

...or anything else, apart
from that initial observation.

I'm not sure I understand
what you're saying.

You like beautiful things.

Yeah.

- And you have many beautiful things.
- A few.

But you feel like
someone who has failed.

Have I said this?

No?

Are you going to bring me your crystals
and tell me that I have two hearts?

No.

What I believe in
is not just bullshit.

I know from personal experience.

There are people who own
many things, but are unhappy.

And there are people who live like in a
fridge and exchange things with each other.

I buy things, I admit it, but I'm
not a materialist. Of course not,

...because to me those things don't mean anything.

It isn't true; are loaded with memories

...that make them meaningful.

They create bonds in people.

I often even get angry because of
the impulse that leads me to consume.

That's because you think that what you buy...

...it will make you younger, happier or sexier.

I realize what you're trying to do.

You try to convince me how petty I am.

- And am I getting it?
- No, you're just pissing me off.

- Because?
- Because, unlike you,

...nobody gave me anything.

And I'm not just talking about money.

Everything I own or have, I have
earned in one way or another.

So don't tell me that I'm
wrong or that I'm immoral,

...just because I've achieved
something in life and you haven't.

What have you got?

I know that you have achieved something
in life; I'm just asking you what.

You do not know.

Enough already!

Do you want to know what is the
difference between you and me?

Really?

That you've spent so much
time reflecting on your life,

...that, in the end, you
have come to believe it.

You are a very lonely man, Fitch.

And you let them touch you.

- Who?
- You're waiting to be touched.

I hope who touches me?

That's the reason for everything, right?
Doug and you.

A sexual question, right?

Don't know.

Did he say something to you, Doug?

Oh God!

It's obvious, right?

I know that to him that means
nothing. It is very discreet.

He settles for just touching me.

A way to have safe sex.

And I also try to be... discreet.

I never talk to him about it.

I just pretend it's part of the massage.

And it is so.

Every relationship is based on money.
I have come to this sad conclusion.

I use you, just like you use me.

I use you, as you use me
and so the thing continues.

The question of money...

...is at least somewhat honest.

Hi, I'm Nina! After hearing the
signal, she can leave her message.

Hey Nina! Are you there?

It's me, Douglas.

You are not going to answer?

Hey! I'm sorry I didn't come, but...

...I had a problem and...

Actually, I was calling
to see if Fitch had come.

I knew you were going to like him,
because he's a very decent guy and...

Don't know. Maybe he's already gone.

So... I'll see you next week at the
same time and in the same place.

OK?

Until the next time, beautiful.
Bye bye.

Won't you be angry?

You're sad?

Just relax! You are very tense.

Well, I can tell you that it has been the
most relaxing massage I have ever had.

You can bet yes.

But I haven't been completely honest.
- About what?

About men.

About men and me.

As much as I don't want to accept
it, the truth is that I've been involved...

...with many of them.

It was always more of
the same, I'm sorry to say.

In the middle of last year,

...a man suddenly
entered my life.

And I guess I was
completely honest with myself,

... by meddling in his life.

An artist.

You have to understand that, in my
world, a lot is done to get affection.

And he was someone
who did nothing for affection.

He was very genuine, no excuses.

He treated me very well;

...better than I treated him.

In return, he only expected
me to be just myself.

Even now?

Especially now.

Somehow you're acting...

...saying you like my work,
sleeping with me now...

...And everything else.

You couldn't... give up.

A lot of time has passed;

...a long time since my various
husbands spoiled my life.

It's been... too many things.

You don't want to admit how much
others influence you; but they do.

Maybe they should;
that's the key.

You have to admit how deeply
ingrained they are still in you.

We're both the same, aren't we, Fitch?

- He has lost control in the curve!
- Here it is!

There's a woman inside!

Miss, is she alright? Miss!

We are 2 miles away, on the South Highway.

There is a young woman in an unconscious
state. I'm going to take her to the hospital.

-42. At this time, we are heading
towards the Hospital. 42 -Acknowledged.

In these curves it is very
easy to lose control, you know?

I recently went to a place

...that it was a very lonely place,

...empty and hopeless. And I think...

...that there was no escape.

I could have stayed
there, lost forever.

But little by little I began
to understand something.

That I had decided to stay there
and it was up to me to get out of there.

I chose to hope and have faith.

God should be everything to everyone.

To be something less
would not be to be perfect,

...but human.

What we believe is not as
important as believing in something.

Don't wait too long to realize
you don't believe in anything.

How do you feel?

Good. Very good.

Good.

"Angels keep their ancient places.
Just turn a stone and they fly away!

"It is you, with your puzzled faces,
who miss out on that splendorous sight."

Is $100 what I owe you?

- Did I tell you that?
- No. It's what Douglas charges me.

So let's leave it at 50.

- Take them!
- Really!

- Take them!
- 75?

Okay, $75, plus $25 tip.

You're not going to give in, are you?

- What's that?
- Something we all look for.

- And what is?
- Information.

- Over you?
- About you and me.

And now,

...I want you to concentrate
on making sure you don't drop it.

You just have to think about it.

In not letting it fall.

Focus with all your might!

When I count to ten, she
will fall from your hand...

...and you can't stop it.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5...

Keep it!

Where did you learn that?

I saw it once in a movie.
I have to go.

I would like you to
come back next week.

- I'm flattered.
- I'm being serious.

- The same day?
- And what about Doug?

- What do you want to happen?
-He will think that I stole his clientele.

- Douglas is young.
- And?

He won't have a hard time
finding someone to replace me.

The women like him;
that's what you told me.

-Well, it's not that he doesn't want to come back.
- Want?

Yeah.

So I'll talk to him.

I'll explain the situation and if it's
a big problem, you two will come,

...only... not at the same time.

Nice to have met you.

I hope I wasn't too...

- That?
-...conflicting.

Of course you were.

Leave.

- Is he running?
-He's here.

Well, don't look at me.

*I went to Saint James Hospital

*to see my girl there.

* She was laying

*on a long white table

*so cold, so pale and so beautiful.

*Let her go! Let her go!
God bless you!

* Wherever she goes,

she * she will be able to search the whole world,

* but she's never going to
find anyone sweeter than me.

*I went to Saint James Hospital...