Scene translation (22/03)

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Marina: Say it. I’m waiting.
Clara: I thought about everything you said to me. About our situation. I can’t get your words out of my mind, Marina. Specially the last ones.
Marina: Clara, I can’t remember.
Clara: You will. First you said that for our own good we need to be apart.
Marina: And you’re gonna remember like this, sentence by sentence?
Clara: But I need you to see how it left a mark on me, Marina. Your words had gotten into my head, into my heart.
Marina: Oh, Clara, sometimes we say things that we regret 5 minutes later.
Clara: Sometimes but not always. If you had regrets you would have come after me, you could at least called me. To deny everything that you said.
Marina: You are right. Go on, I wanna hear everything.
Clara: I won’t torture myself anymore. Don’t want to torture you either. I want to forget the bad memories, get it? I need to tell you what stuck with me the most.
Marina: Wait a minute. You’re sure this is necessary. You won’t hurt me or yourself bringing back the memory of something I don’t want to remember and maybe neither do you. Are you sure?
Clara: I do. I’m not here closing a door between us, it’s just half open. But you said to me that for a matter of your survival you were firing me from your heart, didn’t you?
Marina: It’s just a sentence.
Clara: A sentence that makes a lot of sense. And it got me thinking. I don’t have the right to keep insisting with my presence here, don’t have the right to stop your survival.
Marina: No, Clara.
Clara: That’s why I came here, to say that I quit. To keep coming back here. I…I won’t come over here anymore.
Marina: No.
Clara: Yes! Yes! Because if we need to be apart, it needs to be radical. So we won’t suffer. Much. Marina, we need to grow apart for a while, understand? We need to..
Marina: No! No, I won’t survive! I won’t survive!
Clara: Maybe, neither do I. But we…we need to try. I’m almost bursting in my house. I’m looking at my husband in a different way like I don’t recognize him. Cadu would never forgive me for not being honest with him, loyal. Even worse, I…I would never forgive myself for this. And the suffering will be bigger. I’m sorry.
Marina: Clara…
Vanessa: What’s going on Marina? I’m here. Calm down.

Group hug, please? :’(

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