We'll go to the Seine, and see Shakespeare and Co.,
and we'll also go to Vienna… Wait a minute, hang on.
And Rome! Please tell me we're also going to Rome.
Imagine the two of us there?
Good morning.
Did you sleep well?
Yes.
Know what I dreamed about?
What?
I dreamed you were a heavy metal singer, with black eyeliner and leather bracelets.
And a choker with metal spikes?
You want me to wear a spiky choker?
I have no idea what that is, but if you want to, yes.
Will, I want to apologize for the way I reacted.
You've gone through so much, and then I came along and made it worse.
- So, what else did you dream about? - Well…
You know how you wanted to…
fuck me in a choker and eyeliner?
I haven't seen either of them, Sunrise or Sunset.
You're kidding me!
I'm serious. I haven't seen the Twilight movies, either.
No, of course you have, Will, come on.
If Lucy could do it, then so can I.
Will, Lucy never went in, she stayed up here in the sun.
I don't care, I'm going in anyway.
Woo! Come on, get in! It's really nice.
- Ah, just a bit. Yeah, come on. - Oh, Will!
Yes. There.
Hey, how do you feel about opening the last box?
I feel sad about it, actually.
I think I could do Lucy's boxes for the rest of my life.
Yeah. Me too.
But, now's a good moment.
Look at me, look at me, look at me.
Okay.
- What? - It's freezing!
What do you mean? It's lovely! Woo!
- Right… - You wanna go under?
- You want to? - Should we?
- Okay. Let's do it. - Go!
THE MAP OF LONGING
What do you think will happen when we finish it?
I don't know.
But, if you're talking about the two of us…
now that I have you, you're not getting away.
You sure?
100%.
When's your trial?
It's settled. Next Monday, we sign the agreement.
I guess that you must be excited for it to be over.
I can come with you, if you'd like.
No doubt In the end we're only soaking skin
Where the water will guide you
Will.
What?
I don't understand.
- I don't know either… - I can't believe this.
"Dear Greta,
I so wish I could see your face right now."
"I'm sure you're wondering where the money came from."
"It's my savings from the last 25 years."
"What Grandpa gave us at Christmas, what I made at the café."
"My plan was to spend it with you, but sadly, that was not to be."
"So now it's yours."
"Think of it as a spark to get you started on your incredible solo adventure."
"With no boxes or advice from your annoying sister."
Do you know what I think I'm gonna do with Lucy's money?
Surprise me.
An adventure in Europe.
And I would like to do it with you.
I haven't got money for that.
Lucy's gift is enough for the two of us. Hm?
And when it runs out, then we'll come back, and figure out what to do for work.
We can go to your fanciest bakery in Paris.
Ladu…?
- Ladure? - Ladurée.
Ladoi?
- We'll eat cheese. - Yes.
Tons and tons of it, more cheese than we can handle.
You know all my weak spots.
Is that a yes?
I'll be your squire, if that's what you want.
"I've also written a final letter to each of you."
"Read them when it feels right."
"When you're at peace with me, with life, and with yourselves."
In the end we're only soaking skin
DAD
MOM
GRANDPA
No, Will, I don't want a squire.
It has to be a trip for the two of us.
Where do you want to go?
Wherever.
I don't mind.
I just wanna see you happy.
All right, you let me know if you want me to go to court with you Monday.
Don't worry about it.
It's just a formality.
Look there.
I think someone might want to meet you.
Hi, Grandpa.
This is Will, an old friend of Lucy's.
- He's your friend too, though? - Pleasure to meet you.
Hey.
Would you mind driving me to the gas station nearby?
I've got to get something.
- Uh, well, I can do it, Grandpa. - Oh, no, no. He can bring me.
Hm?
Come on, son.
- So, what'd you think of him? - He seems like a good guy.
He's very handsome.
- But? - Uh, but…
But his head is a complete mess.
- Like everyone, Grandpa. - No, that's not true.
Everyone's got something, but this goes deeper.
All right, so that's your whole assessment?
Seems like a good person, really handsome, but his head is messed up?
Basically, yeah. That seems like a pretty good summary.
Sure.
Huh.
- You'll send me postcards, right? - Of course.
But like, Boomer style, with stamps and postmarks.
Wait, of what? You want naked pics of Michaelangelo's David?
Of his penis, sure.
There is one thing I'd like.
What's that?
I wanna be in Vienna on the anniversary of Lucy's death.
Mm. I'm sure she would love that.
TRAVEL AROUND EUROPE LIKE IN THE 19TH CENTURY
TELL MY PARENTS I LOVE THEM SEE KLIMT'S THE KISS
HOW ARE YOU, HAVE YOU LEFT COURT YET?
WILL, TELL ME HOW IT WENT?
ARE YOU OKAY? PLEASE SAY SOMETHING…
Hey, Will, uh, how did this morning go?
I haven't heard anything from you.
Are you good?
Hmm.
Do you think I could have it on the side?
Yeah, sure. That's fine.
- Thanks, and does it come with fries? - Yeah.
Oh, look, that's Greta, Will's girlfriend.
This is Patricia, his lawyer.
- Great to meet you. - Likewise.
- How was it? - Good.
It's what we agreed on.
Four years without a license,
and a two-year prison sentence
suspended to probation of three years for having no priors.
And what does that mean?
He'll avoid jail if he doesn't get into any trouble in the next three years.
Mm, yeah, but look at him. He looks like he's been given a death sentence.
- Did Juan's parents go too? - No, they didn't.
Otherwise, he'd freak out.
Hey, you.
You're frowning so hard, your face might start bleeding.
What do you think about taking a walk or something?
You would've completely hated him, you know?
Juan.
He was a real asshole.
Well, to be fair, I hate most people.
It's no big deal.
Will.
Hey… You know at some point, you have to get on with your life.
Hm?
I mean it, Will.
You deserve that.
What do you know about what I deserve?
Okay.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Today was a really rough one.
Let's talk tomorrow.
Uh, hello?
What?
What do you mean, you're outside?
All right. I'm coming, bye.
- Are you coming down? - Yeah.
- Will, what are you doing here? - Greta.
I have… to apologize to you, because I'm a total piece of shit.
- Like, pure trash. - Come on.
- Tell me how much you've had to drink. - And I…
No, I…
I can't take it anymore.
It's just…
uh, a lot, with Patricia and the other thing and then the…
And…
- You… you're the only one that… - Okay. It's okay. Shh, shh, shh.
You're all right, you're fine.
Come on.
- Why don't we go inside? Let's go in. - No, no, no, no.
- You come… Come with me. - Will.
Please.
- Right now? - You come.
All right.
Wait for me here. Hm?
I'll be right out.
- Okay? Okay. - Yes.
I'm coming.
No, get out.
No.
Will.
Shh…
- Don't let me go. - Shh…
Shh…
It's okay.
No, no, no…
Yeah?
Good morning.
Are you doing anything right now?
No. Why?
Would you mind cutting my hair a little, and then maybe dyeing it?
I decided to accept Ana's job offer.
Amazing.
Are you going somewhere?
Your hair's a mess.
Listen, the trip sounds wonderful, but where did you get the money?
Lucy left it to me.
Inside this special game that she made for me before she died.
Your father mentioned something about it.
You knew about it?
He just told me the other day.
He figured it would be hard for you to tell me.
There's something else that I have to tell you.
This is the last box of the game.
Lucy left a letter for each one of us.
My Lucy.
Shining brightly until the very end.
- Shall I? - Yeah.
Let's see…
It's always amazing to see how the stars look here.
You should see them through a telescope.
- Do you still have yours? - It's at my parents' house.
How was your day?
I didn't want to wake you up this morning.
Was I awful last night?
No.
Look, Will, don't you think you've still got some stuff to work through?
Yes.
But another day, please?
Do you want to know what I thought when I met you?
What did you think?
That you were…
sort of a guardian angel on earth.
That Lucy had sent.
Well, you were wrong.
The only guardian angel around here is you.
No, no way.
No, I've had enough of that.
I don't want to be one anymore.
And I don't want you to be mine either, Will.
Honestly.
- I want-- - It's cold.
Do you want a jacket, or…?
No.
Have you read the last letter yet?
Not yet.
Have you?
I'm gonna read it now.
Do you want to read yours too?
No. No way. No, no, no, no.
I'm not ready for that yet.
If you need anything, I'll be inside.
Dear Greta,
this is my very last letter to you.
Hardcore.
If you're reading this, then it means you've finished the game
and faced what you truly want out of life.
I know it must have been hard.
You should know that I'm so proud of you.
I have so many things to tell you
but I don't even know where to start.
My life changed from the moment you arrived.
And I'm not talking about your cells, but about your way of seeing things,
your unconditional support and the incredible team that we made.
Being your older sister has been the easiest thing in the world.
Now that the end is getting closer,
one of the things that I'm the most sad about
is that I'll be missing the rest of your life.
Seeing what you'll do,
who you'll fall in love with,
what your little ones will look like.
If you have any, I hope that you'll talk to them a lot about their auntie, please.
Please don't go yet, Lucy.
I want you to live your life playing with everyone
and not sitting on the sidelines watching them instead.
It doesn't matter if you don't win.
And be compassionate with yourself.
Make sure you let yourself cry and be sad. Let yourself fall, and recover.
All pain needs to be handled with love and with patience.
The fact that I'm here writing to you…
means that I lived.
It means that we were lucky enough to be sisters,
and that maybe one day, we'll meet each other again.
And if that happens,
then I want you to have a bunch of amazing things to tell me.
Listen to me.
You have to live.
Promise me.
Mm-hm.
No, get out.
Shh. Shh…
It's okay.
Hey.
No…
Good morning.
Croissant?
I'll make some coffee.
Will.
Will, I think we need to talk, don't you?
I don't know.
That depends.
I've been thinking about this a lot.
If this is how the talk starts, I'm out.
Come on, Will, sit down, please.
So…
You can't keep taking refuge in me.
Will, that's one of the things I've learned in the last few months.
I don't follow.
You need to do a lot of healing.
And you can only do it alone.
I'm sorry, Greta, what are you talking about?
We can't start anything healthy unless you address it.
You were the one who told me you wouldn't let me go.
Well, I was wrong.
- You were wrong? - Yes.
I won't take on that role again, Will, I promised myself.
Greta, don't mess with me.
You knew that I was a mess from the start.
Did you or did you not know that?
- Yes, I knew, of course. - You knew? So, what is it?
You liked me better when I was a mystery?
- A quiet, mysterious guy? - Come on, Will, that's not it.
Of course it is.
Have a wonderful time on your trip, Greta.
Will. Come on, please. Don't leave like that.
Will, please.
We're not gonna make it.
Come on, man, move!
Aren't you gonna tell me what you've done?
Look, it's okay. I, uh, I'm just gonna get out and run.
Why don't you take my place and I'll go with her.
No, no, no. Mom, no. It's better if I go alone.
- Are you sure? - Shit, no, wait a minute.
- What? - I've still got to give you something…
All right. Here, Dad, Grandpa.
Uh, so… I wanted to give them to you in a quieter moment, but…
They're from Lucy.
Wow.
- Come on, honey. You'll miss the train. - Okay. Hey, Mom?
- Yeah? - I'm gonna be all right.
And Daddy,
um…
I love you.
A lot.
- Go on now! - I'm going.
- I love you, Grandpa. - Take care of yourself.
- You're my treasure. - Yeah. I will.
- Go on. Go, go, get out of here! - Right. Do you have your passport?
- Bye! Yes, Mom, I've got everything. - And your ticket?
Of course she does.
- Grandpa. - What?
What I did, was I cut my bangs.
You see? I knew something was different!
- Okay, see you guys. - Okay, run, go, go! Love you!
Let's go see Paris!
Mm… where should we go first?
I don't know, I've never been here.
We should start with Notre Dame, right?
Sounds perfect!
I want to try the pain au chocolat.
Mm!
What, what? Is it good?
- Mm-hm! - It looks delicious.
Did you sleep here or what?
Everything was a total mess. Do you how hard I worked on it?
- You didn't have to do that, man. - Right.
When were you gonna clean, huh? When we have to open, now?
Hey, relax, Will. It's not my fault your girlfriend left you.
Don't bust my balls, Pablo.
What are you saying? Get out of here and get some fresh air.
Fuck.
1. CHEESE, LOTS OF CHEESE 2. ROCK MUSIC 3. MY SNEAKERS…
Will.
Are you okay?
Has something happened?
No, no, no, I'm fine.
I'm okay. It's just…
I haven't come to visit in a while, and…
Uh, is this a good time?
What do you mean? Of course it is. Come here!
Come on, your dad'll be home any minute.
This one.
Wait…
No more, that's enough, thanks.
Great, thanks. Thank you.
One, two, three…
Oh no, gross!
Ugh!
So gross, oh God! Ew!
The cockroaches in the room didn't help.
But I'm experiencing this trip fully, with nothing to latch onto.
I know this trip would have been more fun if Will had come,
but it's definitely something I should have done with Lucy.
- Shall we? - Yeah.
Girl, I need to get back. I barely got 6 hours.
Merci!
Mm!
I'm gonna try it right now.
Let's see.
Mm!
- So? Is it good? - Mm…
Thank you, Will.
It's delicious.
Come on.
- France! - Yes.
Andorra!
And… Spain!
Woo! Wow.
1. CHEESE, LOTS OF CHEESE 2. ROCK MUSIC
3. MY SNEAKERS 4. GLITTER 5. SUNNY DAYS
Hi! How are you guys? What's going on?
- How's the new job, Mom? - The new job's good.
But waking up early really sucks.
Are you still going to the group therapy sessions?
Oh, yes, of course.
- Everyone asked about how you're doing. - That's sweet.
There's one thing. You look like you've gotten thinner.
- What are you saying? Stop it. - What the heck are you saying, Grandpa?
Listen, I'm going to give you an address for a restaurant I know about in Italy.
- She's not in Italy yet, Dad. - It's got really good prices.
- She'll only be in Rome in a few days. - It's a really hard one to remember.
Okay.
- We'll talk soon. - You're okay, right?
Yes, Grandpa, I'm fine.
- Seriously, I'm good. - I love you very much.
- We love you lots. - Ciao.
- Bye, honey. - See you.
ROME
- Lucy, look. - Hm?
It's so beautiful.
Honestly, I think that trying out new flavors from different countries
is so awesome.
And I've also never tasted pasta like this anywhere.
You discover flavors…
that you would have never discovered if you hadn't visited.
- That was it. - Oh yeah?
I had to throw half of it away, that's what happened.
Oh, yeah, right.
That's not true.
He had taken the scissors out of the kitchen and had cut his hair.
They wouldn't let me shave it.
It's been so long since we've sat here together.
- Cheers, everyone. - Cheers.
Ooh, the university wrote back to me.
Hi, Olivia! Sorry I missed your call.
I'm just heading onto the campus, so I'm leaving you a message.
The university wrote to me to set up an interview with them. Pretty cool, right?
It's so beautiful!
I mean, I imagined that it would be big, but not like this.
It's gigantic. And it has the most beautiful courtyard.
Wow! Girl, I cannot wait to see the inside of it now.
The only thing is, I don't know where I'm supposed to go right now.
Uh, I don't know, I'm gonna call you later, all right?
I should… probably ask someone here.
Bye! Ciao, bella.
Ciao.
Can I ask you a… a… um, a "demanda?"
- A question? - Go ahead, of course.
Uh, my name is Greta,
and I would… to, uh… "studiare?"
- I would like to study here. - Oh, yes?
- Maybe starting next year? - Sorry, my English is not good.
- But you are from Spain, I think? Okay. - Oh, yes. Yeah.
I don't know how I can help you because, uh, I don't work at the school.
But that woman there, Amparo, she's a teacher here, so we can ask her.
- She will probably help us. - Okay, great.
Professor!
Sorry, but this woman is coming from Spain to ask information about here, to study.
Hello there.
Well, you know, you can stay here as long as you need to, Will.
You could go back to work,
or do a Master's.
You know, I could speak to my company.
But you've got to act, Will.
Shake yourself out of it.
I'm sorry, Dad.
Will.
You don't owe us an apology for anything.
Okay?
You do what you need to do.
Just do something.
All right?
It's really beautiful.
Your taste is impeccable.
Why are you here, Will?
To apologize to you.
- A bit late, don't you think? - Yes.
You're right.
I'm sorry, I should have done it ages ago.
And you don't have to forgive me, I just had to say sorry.
I also want to thank you for everything you did for me.
Before the accident and after, always.
You've been… amazing to me.
And I was a total bastard.
Mm.
At least we agree on that.
I would have married you and then had a terrible life.
So thanks too, I guess.
You look like you're doing well.
Yes.
I am doing well.
Very well.
At my job, with my friends.
And I'm with a guy who brings me peace.
He's a yoga instructor.
Wow, your parents must be thrilled.
Mm. You know it.
And you?
Have you found happiness?
I think I'll start bringing my stuff down.
Okay?
I was looking for you.
Look at this.
- It's breathtaking. - Mm.
How many people have come through here?
And now it's our turn to go through it too.
No, you're the only one who can do it.
You know, with a bit of luck and if the university accepts me,
I can come back next year.
Greta, that's great.
How was it? What… what do you think of it all?
Incredible, Lucy.
There are all sorts of gardens,
spots to sit and read, and all kinds of people
with really weird, but really cool vibes. Super, super cool.
What?
It's already happening.
What is? I don't know what you mean.
You do, obviously.
Say it.
I don't want to.
You don't need your big sister now.
Greta.
Of course, I need you. I'm always going to need you, forever.
No, but you'll miss me a lot and you always will.
But now you're going to get on with your life.
With your own plans,
with your own future,
and I'm going to become part of your past.
What about Vienna? You can't leave without seeing Vienna.
I've already left without seeing Vienna.
I love you so much.
I love you too.
This is the hardest thing I've ever done in my life.
That's because now you're… you're much stronger than you were.
Goodbye, my sweet sis.
Go on.
What are you doing here?
Hello, Natalia.
Who is it?
I want to apologize to you both.
I'm so sorry.
I'm sorry.
There's
No
End
There is no goodbye
VIENNA
One year ago today, Lucy died.
This year, I've discovered that no compass is good enough,
as my grandpa always says.
And that when you're not afraid of falling anymore,
everything changes.
I've also learned that we often have a distorted perception of ourselves.
Because we change a little bit every day.
And we contain multitudes.
SELL
No time
My dear friend.
Thank you so much for accompanying Greta in the game.
I'm sure by now you've figured out why I chose you to be the guide.
I hope that you've learned a few things along the way.
And mostly, that you've managed to forgive yourself.
Because you're an absolutely amazing person.
So don't let anyone convince you otherwise.
Holding on to the lifeboat is easy.
But the tricky part is staying afloat.
I wish I was there to give you a big hug.
Or at least I hope Greta is there, and she can give you one.
But she's not.
Yeah, I can see that.
P.S.
Remember when I promised to show you that Halloween photo of me and Greta?
Here it is.
I love you very much, Will.
Take good care.
You deserve that.
I finally made it.
I kept my promise, Lucy.
I had to be here today.
It's much bigger than I thought.
I know, right?
So impressive.
I hope that it isn't too late.
Where's your suitcase?
It's in my room.
Oh.
Well, I'm sleeping with three other tourists in a super tacky hotel.
- Wait, what? You booked a room here? - Yeah.
- Seriously? - Much better than my car, don't you think?
- What? Will, you sold your car? - Yeah.
Whoa! Will, that's such a big deal. I'm impressed.
Look at this, it's so amazing.
What am I doing here? I'm a backpacker. I don't belong here.
Of course you do.
- No. - Yeah.
- Come on, which way? - This way.
Hold on, wait.
Thank you.
Dear Lucy,
- Run! - No. Come on.
I'm on a train and I don't know where to get off.
But Will is by my side.
Why didn't you tell me about him?
I guess I'll never know.
And I accept that.
I accept it.
I accept that you're not here with me.
And that one day, I'll learn to live without you.
I'm not gonna lie, I still don't know how I'm going to do that.
- This one's cheese? - Yeah.
I miss you all the time. Always.
But I've stopped trying to figure out my life, and now I'm simply living it.
I want to travel and to learn.
To go ice-skating again.
To cry. To live life to the fullest.
I promise you I'll do all that, Lucy.
I don't know what will happen in my life.
But whatever it is, I'll live it the way you wanted me to.
Fully, and for the both of us.
For everything that you didn't get to experience.
Tell her that I love her too.
This way, if we ever get to meet again,
I'll have so many things to tell you.
Thank you for the game.
This year would have been so much harder without it.
And way less beautiful.
I love you to the moon and back.
And so does Will.
All my love, always, Greta.
THE MAP OF LONGING