Sintetizada a partir de uma frase num "diálogo definitivo", para o filme e para algumas vidas, em "El Secreto de sus Ojos" (http://www.elsecretodesusojos.com/ ), com o bela metáfora "infanto-luminar" de Janwillem Lincoln van de Wetering (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Janwillem_van_de_Wetering); respectivamente:
:"El tipo puede cambiar de todo. De cara, de casa, de familia, de novia, de religión, de dios. Pero hay una cosa que no puede cambiar, Benjamín. No puede cambiar de pasión."
"You are eight years old. It is Sunday evening. You are granted an extra hour before bed. The family is playing monopoly. You have been told that you are big enough to join them. You lose. You are losing continuously. Your stomach cramps with fear. Nearly all your possessions are gone. Your brothers are snatching all the houses from your streets. The last street is being sold. You have to give in. You have lost. And suddenly, you know that it is only a game. You jump with joy and you knock the big lamp over. It falls on the floor and drags the teapot with it. The others are angry with you, but you laugh when you go upstairs. You know you are nothing. And you know that not-to-be and not-to-have give an immeasurable freedom."