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'When we are born we cry that we are come to this great stage of fools.' ... King Lear W. Shakespeare
A fair-skinned soul once asked me if I ever knew true love.
My answer was you can’t understand life without feeling the essence of things being in perpetual motion.
We humans are united by the same storm ...
Love
... and death
With death, either you seek it out or it eventually catches up to you.
There is no escape.
But love ...
Love is the only thing you can seek and never find.
Love is the only thing money can’t buy.
If it could ...
... machines and death would rule the world.
Hi?
Are you still there?
I told you I’d come back.
I didn’t tell anyone.
I can keep a secret.
Wow. Is that real?
It sure looks real.
It’s so heavy.
I’ve been thinking about what we talked about last time.
It really made me think.
No small feat.
It would be amazing if the world could know your story.
I think it’s incredible that you live isolated from the world ...
I live isolated from everything too
but it’s not the same.
Did I tell you that I had to wear a spinal apparatus when I was little?
all the kids made fun of me.
They gave me a different nickname every week.
The bastards...
What was your favorite nickname?
“The Replicant”
That was my favorite
Cinema is one of man’s greatest inventions.
I know a lot about things that have happened in the world thanks to movies.
I suppose your friends in high school were referring to Blade Runner
I’ve seen it many times. The original, I mean.
The sequel isn’t as good.
Do you like movies that humanize machines?
I don’t think a machine can have feelings.
You can’t feel without a conscience.
That’s how I see it, at least.
Not all humans have a conscience.
That’s true.
I think you need somebody to come and clean up this place.
I know someone cheap.
Nothing will change
things will always be dirty.
At least you’ll save yourself from infection
I’ve never gotten sick.
Never?
Not even a cold?
Never
Maybe you’re immortal.
I’m starting to think so... Sara.
I’m glad you remember my name.
I remember the names of all the people who have been through this place.
For a second there I thought I was special...
I didn’t say you weren’t.
I was joking. (Music)
I don’t remember what humor is like, in my world there isn’t very much of it.
That’s too bad.
Nice collection.
Do you like clocks?
Yes... as a decoration.
I don’t need a clock to be punctual
I have like a natural sense of time.
That’s nice.
What do you see on that wall?
Lots of clocks.
Is that all you see?
What else is there?
You might have noticed that none of the clocks work.
Are they broken?
Not the hourglass. Basic things never stop working.
Do you see the gold clock on the left?
I like it.
It looks like one my mother used to have.
Do you see what time it says?
Seven o’clock.
They all have a label with a date.
1987
. Is something wrong?
no
nothing
Even if clocks stop working, time never stops advancing.
Each one of these clocks marks the time and day that somebody died.
Their most painful moment of existence was immortalized when time stopped for them.
What about the pretty moments?
I don’t understand what the point of immortalizing the end is.
The pretty moments end too and when they do they become painful.
The end is always the same, my dear.
Life is a scam.
Exactly.
Some of these clocks must cost a fortune.
That scared me.
Do you have a dog?
You might say so.
It must be huge.
It certainly is.
I had one,
the love of my life.
His name was Elvis.
I have a photo of him in my wallet.
I don’t know if you can see it.
Do you like animals?
A lot more than people.
No... Please.
I’m sorry. I can’t see you well in the dark.
There isn’t much to see.
I'm just the shadow of a regret
That sounds poetic
If you relate it to Cyrano de Bergerac might sound poetic
but I remind you that the Hiroshima bomb also left shadows in the form of shadow
How awful
They call it balance
that is why nature gave humanity the power of self destruction.
We don't have much left ...
The clock marks the beginning and end of everything we love,
but the world doesn’t seem to care much.
People waste time with incredible ease.
And what should we do to not waste it?
Give it away.
Time given away isn’t wasted, time sold is.
You’re very beautiful on the outside.
I’ll take that as a compliment.
Let me remind you that external beauty and internal beauty must be compatible.
I try.
You’re not happy?
It depends on what you consider happiness.
You shouldn’t be here.
I like talking to you.
I feel like I can be myself.
You can’t show your interior to everyone, they might use it against you.
They already do.
Be a hypocrite,
... many have come through here.
It’s impossible for me
that’s why I don’t have many friends
People can’t stand sincerity.
Humans can’t stand truth or other people winning.
Do you remember what we talked about last time?
“Defeat is forgiven and forgotten”
“Winning is neither forgiven nor forgotten”
You have a good memory.
What a shitty world...
So many people and we’re all alone in the end.
You’re born and you die alone, never forget that.
Do your parents know you’re here?
My parents are dead.
Hmm. Too bad.
My father died when I was a year old.
My mother always told me wonderful things about him.
When I turned seven my mother remade her life again...
She married a jerk who was only after her money
It’s a long story ...
Will you excuse me for a moment?
I can’t stand being thirsty.
Me neither.
Are you afraid?
Yes... but I like it.
If you want to drink something there’s a machine by the door.
Do you mind if I record our conversation?
You turned that thing on the moment you came in.
You caught me.
In journalism they taught us that interesting things always come up in a casual way.
I know people.
Does it bother you?
You don’t have to prove anything to anyone.
That’s for my boss to decide.
Your boss is a bad person who will die
like everything and everyone.
When he dies, the next day nobody will remember him.
Life and death are only someone’s business.
Okay,
no recording. I’ll use my notebook.
That won’t help either.
You have to keep the important things inside yourself.
There is a big difference between memorizing and learning
All right.
Nooo!
Please,
not that chair,
It belonged to a soulless warrior in ancient times,
I keep it as a museum piece.
Is there anything else I should know?
You mustn’t come near me under any circumstances.
You said that last time.
I also told you not to come back.
I don’t like taking orders.
Have you ever been in love?
Yes. Have you?
I’ve had a few boyfriends
, but they were too simple for me.
That’s not an answer.
If love is in the details,
pretty words,
passion,
loyalty
and someone making me laugh
, then no, I haven’t.
I think I’m asking for too much.
It’s good to be demanding, I don’t think it’s your fault.
I haven’t lost hope...
What’s your name? You’ve never told me.
What would you like to call me?
I’m writing a novel, it’s called “Ron Hopper’s Misfortune.”
Good title.
Thank you.
The main character’s name is Rodolfo José,
and for some strange reason, one day an extraordinary event
takes place that will change his life forever.
He gets sent to live in a sort of lost hidden underworld
and they change his name to Ron Hopper,
, and that’s where his misfortune begins.
I’ll call you Ron if you don’t mind,
that way I can imagine I’m talking to the character in my novel.
I’d love to read it some day.
You’ll be the first.
You don’t want me to be the first to read it...
it’s better if I’m the last.
Do you see the door in the middle of the clocks?
No one can choose when it opens or closes
Nor can they choose where it opens or closes.
That’s the only thing you can’t choose.
Explain that to me, “Ron.”
Have you noticed how many doors there are in here?
From here I can see three.
There are eight doors in this workshop.
If you enter one of them, you’ll never be the same person when you leave.
If you leave, of course.
Door number one is to the accountant’s office,
there is only money inside.
You spend your life working to make as much money as possible and in the end you die.
Behind door number two something awful happens...
There isn’t much more to say about it.
Behind door number three you can breathe the aroma of childhood.
The best moments might be behind that door.
Door number four has remained closed to this day.
Never open ...
Never open that door or all will be lost ...
Door number five looks like a good option but you must be very careful.
You can go through it and be happy forever... although the opposite can also happen.
Two sides of the same coin.
It’s very old. You can have it.
Thank you very much.
I’ll keep it forever.
I hope so.
Door number six is not a door I would recommend ...
...because you could be the victim of a betrayal,
and if that happens you’ll never believe in people the same way again.
You’ve already seen door number seven. Call it “The Door of Time.”
If you enter, you can never leave.
There’s no turning back. The only possible path advances in only one direction.
The cemetery ...
That brings us to the last door.
It’s the only one you can enter or exit whenever you need
to with complete freedom and without greater consequences.
What’s behind the last door?
The bathroom.
That last part could be considered humor, am I correct?
Not bad.
Thank you.
Why didn’t you tell me about the doors last time?
Are you curious or do you only want to make sure I’m not lying?
Both.
What would happen if you opened one of them and discovered
that everything I told you is a lie?
You would lose credibility.
Some day you’ll discover that everything is a lie
and your whole world will crumble around you overnight.
There’s nothing wrong with discovering the truth...
even if it hurts.
I like brave people like you.
Which door would you like to open?
For now, the bathroom.
I need to pee.
Go down the stairs
behind that door there is a hallway that It leads to another hallway that leads to the bathroom.
But be careful, Sara,
try not to lose your way
there are several more doors
and the dog is behind one of them, And he is not very sociable.
Ok, Don’t go anywhere.
I won’t be far.
By the way, there’s no light down there.
Is there any...
Do you know that song?
It sounds familiar.
I once met a woman who listened to it while she was dying.
It was the last song she ever heard.
That’s every... grim.
She was very much in agony.
I can imagine...
I want to see you
I can’t stand too much light.
Okay. No light.
Do you practice any religion?
Seneca used to say that religion is true for the poor,
a lie for the wise, and useful for the powerful.
It’s very easy to manipulate human minds during the process of life.
The reality is that in the end you yourself dictate your sentence.
It all depends on what lives inside your conscience.
So you mean when I die there won’t be any heaven for me.
Life has the same meaning as death: none.
You won’t remember what you were.
Everything that matters is determined by the Door of Time,
That’s a pretty cruel existential view.
I didn’t come up with it.
I imagine you don’t believe in destiny either.
Believing that things happen because they’re written is like believing in Santa Claus
illusions help to justify the unjustifiable.
And why do you think you exist?
Hmm. I can’t know everything.
Sure?
How do you get by in life, Ron?
I make a few coins in the “shipping” business.
Sounds like a movie
Why do you hang those pictures so horrible?
No se debe olvidar la crueldad humana, Sara.
I understand
She looks like me.
Who painted them?
I did.
You paint too?
I used to.
It’s very good
It looks very old
Who’s the model?
Do you know how to drive?
Yes
Turn on the motor, the key is in the ignition.
Accelerate.
It sounds great.
Choose a place to drive it.
A place? Anywhere I want?
Anywhere you want!
I’ve never been to Italy.
Turn on the radio
I can smell the aroma of the streets back then from here...
I would have loved to drive that car with her...
I would have loved for everything to have been different...
Never lose hope
Hope has an expiration date
The Door of Time will take care of sealing it forever
A cup of wine should be enough to allow ...
... time to consume us without reproach
Love can save you or condemn you
Take his hand and run... Time will never give you a second chance
Are you expecting someone?
Do not open the door
Why?
Make sure he doesn’t come in. This isn’t the right time
Who is it?
May I come in?
I’m sorry, but... I’m working
Can I help you?
I have something very important to deliver.
If you open the door
you might receive a very nice surprise, Sara.
How do you know my name?
If you want to find out, all you have to do is open the door,
I cannot enter uninvited
I cannot enter if I am unwelcome
How do you know my name?
Who are you?
Leave the envelope, please
How did he know my name?
This is all very strange
Isn’t everything strange?
It hasn’t stopped raining since I got here
It always rains in this place
Are you here?
All that thunder is going to drive me crazy
What’s in the envelope?
This isn’t the time to open that envelope, Sara.
I don’t know what’s inside because I was never brave enough to find out.
I don’t understand what you’re trying to tell me
Another long story... Sara
You want it?
Come and get it
Leave the envelope on the table and go. You’re still in time.
What happens if I don’t?
You’re not ready, Sara
I am ready
I’ll only ask you one more time
Leave the envelope and go home
I’m going to open it.
Stopped!
I know it wasn’t your fault.
My fault?
Leave the envelope on the floor and go back to where you came from
I’m not going anywhere
Then let that be your choice
Tell me or I'm leaving
You’ve chosen to stay
It’s too late to leave
If this is a joke it’s not funny
I remind you, in my world there’s no such thing as humor
There was no cemetery there when I got here
What’s happening?
Who are you?
Who I am...
I ask myself this question every moment of my tortured existence.
My origin goes back a long time ...
I was born in a dark time in a small town in Gales
I don’t remember much from that life
What I do remember is my profession ...
At a very young age I was forced to fight on the battlefield
The cowards set up the wars and we are the fought it.
The world hasn’t changed so much since those times
We soldiers were welcome on the battlefield
but nobody wanted us around when it was time to go home.
I had to accept the only job I was offered to survive.
I executed people who deserved to die; murderers, rapists and thieves with no honor
But many innocent they were also convicted
One day I had to execute one of those free men
... whose only sin was doubt.
He was accused of witchcraft and they ordered him decapitated
I knew him
but I had no choice.
It was my job as the executioner
I felt something very strange in the instant of the death of that man
Something I had never felt, even on the battlefield
He was a good man and I had to end his life, no questions asked.
The only thing that gave meaning to my fleeting existence...
The only moments of happiness I ever had
happened at her side.
Her name was Aldara
she was 22 years old and she was the most beautiful woman my eyes had ever seen...
inside and out
We met every two days in the woods
in the other side of the lake
Aldara belonged to a noble family
her father forced her to marry a soldier who was my general in times of war
That’s why we could only meet in secret.
A man can do impossible things for love
I was a man in love and a murderer at the same time
That was the only thing I knew how to do; kill
life and death
hand in hand
But some things cannot be forgiven, much less forgotten
was happened
Something happened the night we decided to run away
I want you to know that I've never loved you ...
Aldara lay dead in my hands
My life stopped making sense at that time
I could see them all ... there they were...
I couldn’t see their faces, but I knew it was them.
All people I sent to the other world they were there...
waiting me
That was the only time in my life I was ever afraid.
I was dead
It was the day of my curse ...
My time had been stolen and my punishment had begun
That night something guided me to the cemetery of the condemned
and I walked among the graves of the souls I had myself sent to hell.
For centuries I’ve done nothing but escort souls
from the world of the living to the world of the dead.
That is my condemned, Sara
A thousand years
One for every man I killed and condemned to live eternally without love
What happened to Aldara?
I looked for her tirelessly ...
When I saw her on the shore...
Words can’t describe the love I felt ...
There I was ...
Death
transporting the soul of the love of his life.
I broke all the rules of Hades,
. I didn’t accept her coin and I protected her the whole way
to make sure she went to the place she deserved.
For disobeying the law of the underworld and not charging the toll,
I was sentenced to solitude for twenty decades.
Once again, love had condemned me.
I would have loved to have gone with her into the light...
but I had been sentenced to darkness
And that’s my misfortune, Sara
Love
You can go through it and be happy forever...
although the opposite can also happen
I would have never imagined
that death could actually love.
Words cannot describe how much death loves life.
One cannot exist without the other.
Have you come for me?
You’re the one who came looking for me.
That’s what brave people do
Nobody should wait for death.
You just smiled ...
I don’t know if being smiled upon by death is a good thing.
Pick up the envelope
I want to show you something. Come with me
Do not be afraid.
It’s very dark.
you must continue alone ...
They’re real...
As real as your conscience.
What do I do with this?
Hold on to it.
You know the options:
You can choose the Door of Love and take your chances.
Or you can choose the Door of Betrayal and find out how strong you are.
You can return to your childhood and find out who you really are.
Or you can turn to hope and risk it slipping between your fingers.
Money is useful in life as long as greed doesn’t end up buying your soul.
Finally you can choose misfortune.
Inside you might find the worst or the inevitable.
What will happen if I go through one of the doors?
That you must find out for yourself.
Hello?
Are you there?
Am I dead?
Not yet.
night you burned your murderous stepfather and his greedy accomplice
you had a car accident with the car
I don’t remember the accident.
I can hear the rain...
but I can’t feel it.
It’s impossible to feel anything in this place
There’s only dust
I’ve known love...
And I still have hope.
I know it wasn’t your fault.
Sometimes revenge is the only path to justice.
You remind me so much of her...
It’s like you stole her body from the dead.
Talk to me about love...
Since you know what it’s like.
Love is the only thing that endures beyond death.
Your conscience is cleaner than mine.
I was his mannequin for years.
I can’t feel guilty.
He killed my mother... and stole my innocence.
who are they?
Stay behind me
They can’t stand life.
Long time not see you... Ferryman
Do you remember?
Impossible to forget
This time it will be worse
no mercy
Many innocent people died in those fields
What did they call it?
"Purification of the race",
yes, that's what they call it ...
We are only the shadow of they greed ...
Deserve to die
This time they will not escape
Why is she still here?
Her moment has not come. Her conscience is clean.
Hmm. Her conscience.
Always the same story ...
You must take her to the other side
That’s my job
It will happen in its moment
I suppose he spoke to you about love.
He couldn’t be saved
Do you think it will save you?
She hasn’t had her chance
You still believe the fairy tale
You know perfectly that only greed moves them
You can leave her with us ...
"The boss" would appreciate the detail
Over my dead body
I didn't know that in your world there was humor
I wish I could kill you.
So do I
I’ll be waiting for you in the darkness, little girl.
And I’ll see you in hell, Ferryman
Take care
Who are they?
Plagues
are only plagues waiting for their chance
I’m tired, Sara.
Tired of carrying the echo of pain and grief
I still have a few more centuries of my sentence
I wish I could go back and change things
Tell me how I can help you.
You cannot help me.
Yes, I can.
What’s in the envelope?
I’m not afraid
Any more
Show me your world …
It can’t be any worse than what I’ve already been through.
You said love is the only thing that survives death
Show me your world …
And tell me about this
Are you sure you want to do this?
Yes
I don’t know the consequences
I don’t care the consequences
It will have been worth it.
Let´s go
Very few have made it.
If anyone did, t
hat means it’s possible.
I have to try
If something happens
I won’t be able to help you
We’re born alone and we die alone, remember?
I’ll be at the dock
If I die before you ...
... open it
I had always kept the hope that someday love would unite us again
and that she could read her words to me herself.
Even if they were the last thing ...
... my old and tired ears would ever hear.
All the love that a man could dream was immortalized ...
in those chained words that I never dared to read ...
We stood there in the middle of the River Styx, between life and death,
for what felt like an eternity...
Gazing at each other...
Recovering what my unconsciousness had taken away from us during life.
We could have stood there forever.
But Aldara had to go back to where she belonged and so did I.
Death separated us once again
but it was never able to stop my immortal love from enduring for all eternity.
I knew that what we had done would add another twenty decades to my sentence, but it was worth it ...
Love is always worth it.
You’re brave and kind, Sara
You still haven’t known love and I know that you have hope ...
. You’ll go back, you’ll serve your sentence and you will be forgiven for an act that was not your fault.
Some day... you’ll know true love.
If that happens,
you will gain immortality
Go, Sara
And thank you
When I came back, I saw everything differently.
My lawyer got my sentence reduced after proving the abuse I was subjected ...
for years.
The short time I was in prison I spent writing.
And the time passed quickly before my eyes.
A few years later,
I had served my sentence and was released.
I published my book with a few changes.
I ended up calling it “Charon’s Misfortune” and luckily it sold well.
People of all cultures were able to read the ferryman’s message of love.
We humans are all united by the same thing:
The search for love during life ...
and death at the end of the road.
I made a lot of money with that story ...
and my life changed forever
I was able to buy my freedom without selling my soul...
selling only words of love.
That was when I decided to open the Door of Hope ...
... without being afraid of losing whatever might be inside.
That ferryman made my fears disappear forever...
because the end is always the same.
We can’t choose where we’re born.
Or when.
What we can choose is either to be brave and fight..
or to be cowards and give up.
The ferryman said that love can either save or condemn you.
How right he was...
What is your name?
Kim
Thank you for coming, Kim
What is your name?
Jamie
"Take his hand and run. Time will never give you a second chance” ...
We went to Italy.
We traveled through time to 1960 and everything was wonderful.
I have something for you.
What?
I might die before you.
Why would you say that?
Is there something wrong with you?
No. I’m saying it because that’s how life is.
I want you to promise me ...
that you’ll keep what I give you forever.
There’s no need to promise.
Open your hand.
Is this real?
It’s a very old coin.
And I won’t be needing it.
I wouldn’t want you to stay on the other shore...
otherwise I would never see you again.
And that would be unforgivable.
I have a doubt about your book.
Go ahead.
Who put the golden envelope under the door of the workshop?
I mean the man in black. You never mention him again.
The man in black was love in person.
“If you want to find out, all you have to do is open the door".
"I cannot enter uninvited. I cannot enter if I am unwelcome.”
I’ve carried millions of souls from one side to the other over centuries ...
Each soul has its own story and each story its own tragedy ...
And this one was mine.
I haven’t always been the ferryman. Others came before me,
and many more will come after ...
Some day it could be you.
... all depends on what lives inside your conscience ...