DESTRATAMENTO

So I was dressed as a girl, weeping. It ended like this. All right, Thales.

We'll leave it at that. So, breathe, and reflect on the three steps we talked about. OK.

See you next week? Okay. The three steps.

. . .

. . are saving me.

You agreed to pay for the previous sessions. Next week I'll pay them off. Okay?

No, you agreed to pay in this session. You said that last week, the previous week too, so you were supposed to do it now. .

. I brought the machine. No problem.

And look. . .

I don't know why I haven't started therapy before. Everyone should do it. It makes all the difference.

It's liberating. It's empowering. We can put things where they belong-- [machine beeps] Transaction not approved.

Are you sure? Try again, please. I'll try again.

Just like you do with all your jobs. Even knowing you'll fuck it up because you're mediocre. I don't get it.

Don't you? I'm tired, Thales. I'm tired of helping you every single week.

Helping you change your life, and every time I talk about payment it's a struggle. So not to suffer a loss, I'm undoing your therapy. What do you mean?

You can't. . .

There's no way. Yes, I can do it. I can do it-- In fact, I do whatever I want.

Everyone does what they want. Not you. You're doomed to work in Excel and cry in the shower.

Again, not approved. Are you sure you tried credit? I'm absolutely sure.

Are you sure you want to leave your parents' house? Are you leaving or not? Try debit.

Not approved! Again. Like in college, right?

You weren't accepted. Because you're shit. I'm about to get paid at any moment.

-The balance is insufficient-- -Insufficient. Insufficient, that's what you are. At work, as an employee, as a friend, as a son, as a-- Try this card, for God's sake.

Is that what you do? So many cards. You've lost the love of your life.

Because your ex-girlfriend liked Adam Sandler. I wanted someone who liked movies. And I wanted you to stop bothering me during the week, but no.

What do I do now? Another card? Are you giving up, as you do with your projects?

Let me pay in the next session. What other session? There won't be another because in a week you won't stop being an loser.

I'll sign a check. Who uses checks these days? What are you doing?

You think I'm your father, who keeps justifying your shit and his parental neglect? Who are you calling? Mom, I'm here at Dr Vilma's.

Mom? Hello, Mom! Do a money transfer for Dr Vilma, please.

Your son was just now, five minutes ago, blaming you for the dysfunctional adult he became. There's no one talking-- Tell mommy to transfer some maturity to you, body expression of the shit you've done in life-- The transfer went through. Has it?

That's great. Think about the three steps I told you about, buddy. Can I go now?

See you next week? Good. See you next week.

Thank you. Hey. Hold on, just a minute.

Something missing here. . .

. . .

50,00 bucks. It's family incompetence! What are you doing here, doc?

I came to charge for the surgery which so far hasn't been paid. Ah. .

. I'm going through a tough time. It's all right.

Of course I'm taking a loss, that's why I brought nurse Claudia. Nurse, please. She's here with your kidney stone and also with your appendix.

We'll put them back quickly. If you have a comfortable chair, you can lean back because it will help me. Make yourself at home.

Excuse me. -No dogs? -No.