Limbo (2022–…): Season 1, Episode 1 - Volver - full transcript

Yesterday never ended.

At 7:10 a ray of sun woke me up,

because Isabel had forgotten
to lower the blind.

I got up to close it.

I looked at the time on my cell phone,
took an ibuprofen and went back to sleep.

At 12:32, I got up again.

I know because I looked at
the time on the phone again.

I responded to Instagram
comments from bed.

I passed the million.

Isabel knocked on my
door, asked if I was okay.

Good? Who is right?



At 1:20, I had a face mask done.

I took a selfie and posted it.

At 2:30, I had lunch with
Estefania at a new restaurant,

but he wasn't hungry.

The salad plate was left intact,

and the waiter offered
me a doggy bag.

At first it made me tender,
but then I got depressed.

At 4:00, we went shopping.

At 7:30, I received the dresses
I had chosen for the night.

I tried them on, took
a survey, silver won.

A follower told me a
comment that I liked.

"It seems crazy to me
that money is necessary

"to do things like develop an
addiction, or travel, or have fun."

At 8:00, I took a soaking
bath. I did not eat dinner.



At 9:00, I looked in the
mirror and thought of a dream

that he had had
a few nights ago.

I was little, and my mother
gave me a blue puppy.

Completely blue.

"Isn't that cute?"
he said to me.

"It's blue."

"Isn't it cute?"
she kept repeating.

Excuse me.

At 9:15, I filled
a bowl with water and ice.

And I used the Kate
Moss technique.

I submerged my head to erase
the traces of the night.

I held my breath
as long as I could

until my lips went numb.

At 10:00, Marco picked me up.

Welcome.

I liked what she had on,

but I did not tell him.

Miss Sofia!

His phone.

If I had to
say what my talent is,

I'd say it's that almost always
neglected ability to be sociable.

I like to be with people.

I take care that everything is much
better with me than without me.

I want another whiskey!

The fairies
gave me that grace.

Not only do I know how to have fun, I
also know how to make others have fun.

What others call "hanging
out", I call living.

My family could say of my
friends , and therefore of me,

who are lazy, promiscuous,

drunks, whores,
whores, fools, freaks,

but the truth is
that they say little,

Because they prefer
to ignore my world.

Think of it as a tax to be paid

to keep me away and controlled.

"How much money will
Sou cost us today?"

Could you fasten your
seat belt, please?

Bring me something
for the hangover.

What you have.

I never had anyone
to tell me where to go.

Maybe my father

but my father was not my north.

My father was rather my mecca.

The place where you had to
look at some point in the day,

to pay tribute to him and to
remind me that he was still there,

watching over me, even though I was
on the other side of the planet.

Now I want one of those, dad.

A person with a
fluorescent jacket

and a couple of ping pong
paddles to show me the way.

I guess it can't be done either.

They asked me to choose one.

Have you already chosen?

Let's see, turn around.

I'm going to think about it.

Thinking is something
we don't do at parties.

That's why I like them.

Some things cannot be explained.

The music is tired...

To be used as an object

Romantic.

Cast?

Another poem.

¡Ah!

Andrés, what's wrong with you
that you're drilling my phone?

You just cut me a poem
I was doing to music.

What?

How?

When?

Some things
can't be explained.

That you disappear from
the world, for example.

You.

That is inexplicable.

I want to go home and cry.

I want everyone to
go home and cry.

It's not that rare either.

Some nights I do the same
thing without any excuse.

When I'm on a plane, I have
these kinds of fantasies.

That the hours I spend in the air,
looking at clouds through the window,

they are a parenthesis that
allows me to freeze my thoughts,

and pretend that time
doesn't run up there.

Or run slower, or in
another direction.

Now I would like it
to run backwards.

Isn't this too big for you?

I chose it thinking of you.

Hello Soo.

Ignatius, how are you?

I'm sorry Soo.

Thanks, Sol.

On.

Dolphin.

I brought you a black
dress by Pablo Ramírez.

What's happening?
Don't you like this?

For you, you change
your opinion.

But what madness is this?

How big and handsome you are.

Cruz, can you give me a hug?

IM second. He is Cruz,
and he is Benjamin.

Well, it doesn't matter,
because names don't matter.

Come here.

You are not the same as him.

You are him.

Cast? Who was that?

A good friend of dad.

Oh friend.

Mmm-hmm, what's his name?

Mr Castelló, we continue.

I already asked everyone
to leave the chapel.

How? No, no, no, wait a minute.

I haven't been able to see it.

The drawer is closed, miss. The
ceremony will be in the park.

Do you want to open
the drawer, Sou?

Andrew, please.

- Are you accompanying me? Permission.
- Let's go.

No, no, no, but who...?

Who decided that
this was so? Potato?

- Could you see it?
- Yes.

When we prepare it
to bring it here.

- But your flight was delayed, Sou.
- No, no, no, Andrew.

- Don't do this to me, please.
- That we don't do this to you?

That we don't do what to you?

I want to see it!
I need to see it!

You were late!

You must throw it into the
pit when the crate descends.

Francisco's
family and friends.

We are gathered here,
under the presence of God,

to say goodbye and wish
him peace in his eternity.

As a priest,

In addition to
firing a Christian,

Today I have to say
goodbye to a friend.

That is why I want to talk
to you about Francisco.

Francisco was a
memorable person,

lofty, marvelous.

His departure has left
us with great pain

and an empty heart to all
those who have treated him...

I don't know
if you remember.

- In charge of the company's laboratory.
- Yes of course.

- Hello, Antonio.
- Hello, Sou.

Esmeralda Hamilton.

The light of his eyes.

- Andrew.
- Esmeralda, thank you for always being.

Your visit is not relevant.
You are not family.

You don't look like him.

Only my father
called me Sofía.

For others, since I
can remember, I am Sou.

Until I was 13, 14 years old, my mutilated
name was the promise of a virtue.

The companions of
my English school

they transformed it into the
prelude to something superlative.

"So smart, so
beautiful, so sweet".

Until at 15, a friend
who was pissed off

because her boy
kissed me at a party,

"So fucking bitch".

And then my brothers
finished destroying it.

Do you know what my
brothers called me?

"So so".

They, the applied ones,
the good students.

And I, the only mediocre
in an exceptional lineage.

Yeah, well, we're in
these family paperwork.

Will it turn out to be
a little more childish?

Just a little bit, not much.

How did the photo turn out?

-Good. Did you upload
it to Instagram?

- Yes.
- Y? Did you add a new follower?

Some.

You have to see how well being
an orphan suits you, huh?

You are splendid.

Every minute that
passes, more splendid.

I'm not going to go into
that one, Sou. Not today.

I'm not going to give you
the pleasure, you know?

I just buried my father.

He is our father! And the
show you put on is disgusting!

You didn't even wait for me so
I could see him and say goodbye!

You also had your leading role.

You showed up in your
ridiculous little outfit,

you took your ridiculous
picture, right?

You dropped your
ridiculous comments.

With total impunity, as always.

- You can't complain.
- What can't I complain about?

I am. I am.

Let's go I'll take you
on the motorcycle, okay?

No. Not on the motorcycle.

Thank you Manuel.

I was surprised to
see you on the bike.

I only use it to avoid the infernal
traffic that exists in Buenos Aires.

Yes, the
city has changed.

There are things I
don't even recognize.

Then there are other
things that do not change.

I remember waiting for
dad after tennis class.

Alone with my racket.

While all the other girls
left with their mothers.

And I there.

We never went to
the Planetarium.

Living next door.

From home to school, from school to
the club, and from the club to home.

Luckily I was deported.

Tomorrow, if you feel like it,
we can go to the Planetarium.

I'm going tomorrow.

The number of times we will have made
this journey on the way to school.

I swear I think about it and the
smell of food comes to me.

I could never eat
milanesas again.

Did he suffer?

Potato.

No.

I was sleeping.

It was the perfect death.

Did you promise me?

Sofía, daughter,
today is Delfina's birthday.

So that you remember to send
him a hug, it costs nothing.

Sofia, daughter.

Could it be that you are sleeping?
I called your house and nothing.

Sofia, daughter, I just wanted to
send you lots of hugs and kisses.

I miss you.

¡Alto!

- Let's go to the pool.
- Don't throw me.

¿No?

Nope! Nope.

- Water?
- Yes, thank you.

¡Sou!

I saw you so tired, that I
preferred to let you sleep.

What a face. Are you okay?

Starving.

Baked meat with potatoes?

Ignatius, I can't believe you.

Do you still eat meat and
potatoes every day of life?

Incredible!

You went around the world,
you tried everything,

and you still choose
meat and potatoes.

God.

What's happening? Did
that place impress you?

Starting tomorrow, you can
safely fight for this place.

I like your nail color.

Knew?

Yeah, it wasn't very in tune
with the funeral, was it?

Let's talk about the funeral.

- The best dressed.
- For me, Luisita.

He is always brutal, the
years do not pass him.

I loved the outfit she had on.

It was a joke.

I don't want to talk about it
because it's in terrible taste.

What I would like
to know, however, is

who was that lady you were arguing
with when the funeral ended.

I have an idea.

I greeted a thousand people.

Yeah, it looked
like your birthday.

- I missed you, Soul.
- It is true.

There wasn't a single
friend of Dad's there.

And what do you know about dad?

Did you call him
when Guillermo died?

You didn't even know.

And when Dity died?

He locked himself in and didn't
go to work for a whole week.

Three years ago, they
detected an arrhythmia.

Did you know that?

I had control once a month.

Do you know who he was with?

With me or with Delfina.

Two years ago I
ate without salt.

He learned to sign
with his left hand

because the fingers on
the right were numb.

And Tuesday and
Thursday he played golf.

To golf? IGNATIUS: Yes.

He loved golf.

- Will you come with me to smoke, Sole?
- Yes.

You become the interpreter
of dad's wishes.

You think you know what he would have
wanted or what he wouldn't have wanted.

And in the end you have no
fucking idea who he was.

You haven't been here
for 15 years, Sou.

Stop puffing up your balls.

- Did you ask for the plane for tomorrow?
- Yes.

Very early in the morning.

Are you carrying me?

Sou, I told you that you can't leave
tomorrow, we have to do a lot of things.

Don't fuck with me, Andrew.
You told me to stay.

Well thank you very much. I
formally decline the invitation.

It was the only thing you had to do,
organize the meetings for tomorrow.

- I tried, the opportunity was not given.
- This is very simple, Sou.

You are a shareholder of the
company, and you know it.

Do you remember when you signed
the acceptance of dad's shares?

Simple, did you say?

Those times we had
Skype conversations,

where dad explained to you that
you were the owner of the shares,

but he kept the address.

That substitution we talked
about became effective.

Now that he's dead, you have to assume
the political rights of your actions.

You have to come to
the scheduled assembly.

You have to choose the chairman
of the board and the new CEO.

It is a self-convened assembly,
so it has to be unanimous.

- Final point.
- Who was that lady?

Do not change the subject.

Do you know what's
going on, Ignacio?

That you're too used
to giving orders.

What do you want?

That I go tomorrow
and vote for you?

If I'm asking you a question
and you can't even answer me,

an ass that I'm going to stay and an
ass that I'm going to vote for you

if that's what you're thinking.

You're not going
anywhere tomorrow.

Sou, it's a couple of days, it's
not that long. It's not serious.

Leave! Final point.

We need to do a lot of paperwork, we
have to sign papers, you know how it is.

And what is the problem? They send everything
to me by mail, and I sign it there.

Indicating where, they make the
little red cross, I sign. Clever.

I don't care about this company!
They can do with it what they want!

For me, as if they smoked it,

They set her on fire or they set
up a fucking casino with her.

It's not with me!

A third goes with you!

Dad is no longer here to pamper
you at every fucking whim.

And you're not leaving
on the company plane.

If you want to go, you pay for
a ticket on a common plane.

Perfect, I have no problem!

Can they cut it?
Come, Sou, please. sit down

We have a shareholders' meeting
first thing in the morning.

All the directors will be there.

As Ignacio told
you, you have to be.

Then, see the lawyers so they can
bring us up to date on everything.

Aware of what?

Aware of what there
is, of what there isn't.

Of what is owed.

Of what they owe us.

How are we going to continue?

We have to be the three.

I stay, but only one day.

Whatever it takes.

One day.

Take care.

And you.

Miss, do you need anything else?

No, thanks.

Go to sleep.

You must be tired too.

- Safe?
- Safe.

See you tomorrow.

Goodnight.

When I was little,

my father always told me the
story of Eros and Psyche.

I was tormented by
the part where Psyche

dropped the oil lamp
on the face of Eros

and turned him into
a deformed monster.

I didn't understand why he
kept repeating the same story.

I asked my mother.

I thought maybe there was a hidden
message that I wasn't getting.

It is the only story
that is known, my love.

When my mother died, my
father stopped telling me that story.

Years later, I asked him if he
remembered her. She told me not.

"But you knew it by heart. There's
no way you could have forgotten it."

It's going to happen to you.

You will forget things that you
never thought you would forget.

You will feel so strange
in your own world,

that you are going to have to
invent another, and another.

Or until you find one where
you feel comfortable and safe.

I wonder if my father
has learned new stories.

And how many more will
he have forgotten.

I wonder if he would
have forgotten me too.

I'll never know now, I guess.

Is late.

Yesterday never ended.

At 10:40 p.m., we
arrived at the party.

I had a whiskey, two, three.

I criticized music, I
criticized people, I danced.

They all looked at me.

I kissed several
boys and two girls.

Well, one was Pearl,
and Pearl doesn't count.

The other was called Esperanza.

Was it Esmeralda?

Four photographers came up to ask
the name of the designer of my dress.

I had to spell it
for two of them.

At 11:10 p.m., I discovered five
calls from Ignacio on my mobile.

Andrew's Seven.

What issue is so urgent that it
can't be resolved with audio?

At 2:45, I finally
answered the phone.