It's Not Over

Hey. Finally.

Been trying to get a hold of you.

What happened?

He hit you?

I'll be right over.

Sarah?

Sarah?

Sarah?

Sarah?

Sarah.

Baby. What did he do to you?

When I got home today,

he immediately tried to have sex with me.

You could tell he's been thinking about it all day.

I told him I'm not in the mood. He left me alone.

I thought he was gonna get over it,

but something was wrong tonight.

I was making dinner.

Accidentally, I dropped the jar on the floor.

So I started cleaning it up

and asked him if he could give me a hand.

But then he just started insulting me.

Can you give me a hand?

Anything else?

What?

You're not even worth shit as a wife.

We don't fuck anymore.

But at least we used to eat.

What are you talking about?

I was thinking, I got you away from your psychotic father.

I gave you a life you would never have had,

a good home, a career,

but what's in it for me?

Clean up.

Don't you talk to me like that.

What a strong woman.

Did you ever think about that?

What life you would have had without me?

You're drunk.

And it's not wise for a doctor

to go on a night shift like this.

So I'll make you coffee and I'll clean it up myself.

It's none of your fucking business!

Answer the question!

What life would you have had

- without me? - I don't know!

But I would have found a way!

And when it comes to payments for the house and everything,

we split it, don't we?

So now I'm useless?

I didn't say that!

I told you to clean up the floor,

you ungrateful bitch! (Kicks thudding)

(Sarah groans)

I thought he was gonna kill me.

I was so scared.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Make love to me.

Come away with me.

Please.

Max, we talked about this. I just can't leave him again.

What if he hits you again?

He slapped me a few times in the past,

but he's never gone this far.

Jeez, man.

I'm so sorry.

Why didn't you tell me?

This is the exact reason why you have to leave with me.

Yeah?

Mm.

What happens next time

if he doesn't stop and he goes all the way?

I just got you in life. I ain't gonna lose you.

You won't.

Tomorrow, when he comes back from the hospital,

I'll talk to him.

Why won't you report him to the police?

Sometimes, those things happen in families.

They don't happen to mine.

You're a lucky man.

Can I help you, sir?

What happened?

Somebody died.

Max.

How did you know? (Max sighs)

I didn't know anything. You never answered my text.

It's horrible.

It's horrible. It's horrible.

What happened?

I spilled some oil and I didn't clean it up.

Really, he must have just slipped

and hit his head on the radiator.

I was asleep and then he...

Just the thud woke me up. It's my fault, Max.

- It's my fault. It's my fault. - Shh, shh.

Shh, shh. It's not your fault.

It's nobody's fault. It's an accident.

Okay? It's an accident.

We will let you know as soon as possible.

Sorry for your loss.

Thank you.

Thanks.

I wanted to leave him, but not like this.

I know.

Now, for a few days,

we won't be able to see or hear each other.

- I want to be near you. - Yes, I know.

I know, but it's too complicated.

If my mother saw us, she would know everything.

I get it.

From now on,

it's just you, as it should have been.

Oh, honey, I'm so sorry.

Albert was such a good man.

Hi, Mom.

What happened?

Seems that he slipped on some oil,

fell backwards, hit his head.

Seems? You're not sure?

I was asleep, but that woke me up.

The police reconstructed the scene.

What a tragedy.

Yeah.

I'm sure that Daddy's happy about the news?

What you talking about? Father absolutely loves you.

Oh, sure he does.

That's why he hasn't spoken to me in years.

But then again, I left with someone that he didn't approve,

so, of course, it's my fault.

Why do you want to talk about this now?

Your father, he's a difficult man, we all know that,

but he loves you and he just has his own way.

Mom, I still have the marks of his love on my back.

The truth is, to him, I was just a slave.

I was something that he owned. That's it.

I'm not here to talk about him.

I'll make us some tea.

It's beautiful.

It is.

Actually, I want to take a picture of you.

- Me? - Yes, I'd like

to take a picture.