Why didn’t you write me? Why? It wasn’t over for me, I waited for you for seven years. But now it’s too late.
I wrote you 365 letters. I wrote you everyday for a year.
You wrote me?
Yes… it wasn’t over, it still isn’t over
I do believe that is my favourite sweatshirt I see.
You must be November.
I must be November?
Why do you wear pajamas all day?
The soldiers. They took all our clothes away.
My dad’s a soldier, but not the sort that takes people’s clothes away.
Alfredo: Living here day by day, you think it’s the center of the world. You believe nothing will ever change.
Then you leave: a year, two years. When you come back, everything’s changed. The thread’s broken.
What you came to find isn’t there. What was yours is gone. You have to go away for a long time… many years…
before you can come back and find your people. The land where you were born.
But now, no. It’s not possible. Right now you’re blinder than I am.
Toto: Who said that? Gary Cooper? James Stewart? Henry Fonda? Eh?
Alfredo: No, Toto. Nobody said it. This time it’s all me. Life isn’t like in the movies. Life… is much harder.