(Devil's Advocate adaptation)
Acto Final
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Ariel se da cuenta que perdió a su novia por la ambición de terminar en termino la carrera y ganar mucho dinero. Faltandole una sola materia se enfrenta con el diablo (John) y le dice que va a largar la facultad. El Diablo se defiende usando el principio de free will, él solo pone el escenario nosotros elegimos que hacer.
Ariel: I lost my girlfriend, I lost the very thing I loved the most. She needed me, she was very ill. I just left her behind and kept studying. I'm leaving! (he walks to the door)
John: Hey, Ariel!... There's nothing out there for you! Don't be such a fucking chump! Stop deluding yourself! I told you to take care of your girlfriend! What did I say?
"The world would understand." Didn't I say that? What did you say?
"You know what scares me, John? I leave some materias, she gets better and then I hate her for it."
Remember?
Ariel:I know what you did. You set me up.
John: Who told you to study so hard for Pensamiento Cientifico? Who made that choice?
Ariel: It's entrapment. You set me up.
John: And Inteligencia Artificial, knowing it was a robo, What did you do? you attend every class because you wanted to have a perfect 10.
Ariel: You brought me in. You put me there! You made me do that!
John: I don't do that, Ariel! That day on the subway, what did I say to you? WHAT WERE MY WORDS TO YOU!?!?!
"Maybe it was your time to recursar"
Ariel: Recursar? Yo no recurso, Yo apruebo, YO APRUEBO, Soy el mejor estudiante de FIUBA, ese es mi trabajo, eso es lo que yo hago!
John:I rest my case. Vanity... is definitely my favorite sin. Ariel, it's so basic. Self-love. The all-natural opiate.
You know... It's not that you didn't care for your girlfriend, Ariel...it's just that you were a little more involved with someone else... Yourself.
Ariel: You're right. I did it all. I let her go. I left her behind and just kept going.
John: You cannot keep punishing yourself. It's awesome how far you've come.
Ariel: What do you want from me?
John: I want you to be yourself. You know, I'll tell you, boy... guilt...it's like a bag of fucking bricks. All you got to do...is set it down.
To be continued (algun otro dia que no pueda dormir)
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