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Miss Marcena

bring me some parsley and quirquiña from the herb garden, please.

- Ok Wilson

What are you cooking today?

- Hot-spiced noodles.

- You call that cooking?

- That's what the missus asked me to cook.

- Hi, Marcy.

- Hello, Andy. Did you go to play tennis?

- I tried. But I can't seem to hit hte ball.

- Oh, how cute!

- He's no good at ball games...

...He only plays with books and stuff like that...

C'mon, hurry up Miss Marcy And shut the gate.

- Ok Wilson

- So, will you teach me?

- Certainly, but you help me.

- Sure

- Wilson, here are the herbs you asked for.

- Thanks, bring them over here, please.

- Ok, Wilson

And you... what are you doing in the kitchen?...

This kid is really strange!

- It's none of your business.

...Why don't you chop some parsley, please

- OK, Wilson.

- Wilson is teaching me how to prepare hot-spiced noodles.

- But these hot-spiced noodles aren't hot at all

You must be making them for white people.

- Make it really spicy...

so people won't say we're white

- Yes, sir. Now you'll see how I make it.

Since you're such an expert, how do you make yours?

- I put in everything; I use all the spices, and vegetables.

And it comes out really tasty and hot!

- You forgot some really important ingredients:

...a chicken bullion cube,...

cumin, pepper, oregano...

...and the magic powders, that make it really tasty.

- Mine turns out fine just the same.

- Marcelina, can you get me the chicken breasts, please.

- Ok, Wilson.

- Who's that for?

- It's for your sister...

-... who's on a diet, poor baby!

- Wilson, I'm going to water the lawn, OK?

- Me too! What fun. I want to water.

- OK, go ahead.

What are you waiting for, Marcelina?

- Give me some noodles now.

Or do you only cook for white people? C'mon.

- What did she say?

- "Offer me some", she said.

- Well, give her a little.

- Then, give me a hand with the parsley.

Your brother likes it really hot...

and your mother likes to add a dash of vinegar-

just before serving.

- The missus is about to arrive. I'll give you some later.

- What did you say to her?

- That I'll give her some later. Ready!

- Can I stay for lunch?

- Of course!

- What time is it?

- Why? What are you thinking?

- ...Nothing

- Nothing. Yeah, maybe you just wanna screw a little, eh?

- You just showered.

- Yeah dummy...

...but you were supposed to shower with me.

-Sure, you dummy.

so your mother can see me coming out with my hair wet?

...What are you looking for?

- Shit I told the old lady to buy me condoms.

- It doesn't matter. You don't come inside.

- Oh yeah?

- Mmmm, yeah

- And what....

...would happen if I wanted to come inside?

- You marry me,...

Or else... my father makes you marry me.

- What a bitch

...the law imposing itself on love.

- It's not the law, Mr. Lawyer: it's that my dad is an... ASSHOLE

I hate this shirt...

... You know when I'll ask you to marry me?

- When?

- When I can tell that you're bored with my cock.

- Now that'd be a little late, wouldn't it?

- But seriously love, let's see...

...If we get married

...it's because we have bigger interests than this,...

...but I know you are crazy for it!

- Keep dreaming, jerk. It's nothing to brag about.

- Let me take this off....

...C'mon, just think about it....

...people don't see marriage for what it really is...

-So what is it?

- A contract...

...between two persons who decide to spend their lives together,

...no matter what.

- Yeah? ...And love?

- That is love.

- Oh, I thought it was this...

- What's this then?

- You don't know yet?

- I like doing it in your bed.

- Do you like my bed...

...or you like me?

- I like your bed...

...the sheets...

...the comforter...

...My momnever buys sheets like these.

- Do you love me?

- Aren't you going to lock the door?

- Damn!...

...do I have to lock the door...

...so you'll tell me you love me?

- I don't want your mother or the little devil coming in.

- Nobody in this house comes in without knocking

- Do you love me?

- How's college, girls?

- Good, super!

- Great!

- Ah, how delicious.

- Thank you madam.

- Poor man's food again?

- You love it. Don't pretend you don't.

...The vinegar, Will, please.

- Will, did you make Bernarda her salad?

- Yes, madam. I'll bring it right away.

- And Patricio's steak?

- That too, madam.

- Try this, son

...Bernie, leave that bread alone.

- Let her be, Mom...

...can't you see? She's been eating lettuce for a month

...and she's jus the same as before.

- Besides I want to eat bread, ma.

Willy, could you bring me some farmer's cheese please?

- Shit,

...Why not put everything on the table at once, Wilson?

- Because the missus doesn't like having everything on the table.

- Will, these hot-spiced noodles are simply delicious

- Thank you, madam.

- Carolina, dear...

...would you rather have a chicken breast or something?

- No, thank you ma'am...

...I love hot-spiced noodles...

...We have them all the time at my house.

- Really, because there are other things.

- Mom, can't you see she's not on a diet?.

- Me neither mom...

...I don't want to look like you.

- You know something, Bernarda?...

...Dieting isn't just a question of vanity.

- You don't say...

...what is it then?

- It's a question of will-pow-er.

- Who's adding so many hot chilies to the noodles?

- Mom!

- Mom!! Leave him alone!

...hot chilies are for machos...

...he knows that.

...take a lot...

...and then pass them over here for Bernie.

- What are you eating this with?...

...With rice?

- Why doesn't Patricio go on a diet, mom?

- "Cause he doesn't need to.

...men are a lot sexier with a little tummy.

...Show me, honey, when are you going to grow a belly?

- Cut it out! Mom! Stop it!

...Let's just eat and be happy for once.

- Wilson...

...did you bring this girl her lunch yet?

- Yes madam.

- Oh, it's there, Why that face?...

...It's chicken breasts with lemon, Bernarda...

...A craving only lasts 30 seconds...

..Eat it's good for you.

- Why is it that women have to be victimized by food? Damn it!

- If you don't want to be a victim, or be captive to your desires,

...learn to control your appetite.

- Yuk! Wilson...

...this steak is really tough, damn it!

- It can't be young man, it's tenderloin.

- Sure, it's tenderloin.

-You see, Carolina,

...This house is like a 5-star hotel.

...This house is like a 5-star hotel. - You have no idea, do you know how much she likes your sheets, right my love?

- You have no idea, do you know how much she likes your sheets, right my love?

- Yes, they are really nice...

...My mom never buys sheets like those.

- If there's one thing I can't stand, it's cheap sheets.

- I can't stand this house.

- Ma!

- What, sweetie?

- Wilson taught me how to cook hot-spiced noodles.

- That's great!

- We should all eat the same food...

...that way Wilson wouldn't have to prepare so many things.

- Oh c'mon you're ruining my brother, mom...

...Shit, he's becoming a sissy!

- Go to hell.

- Patricio, see...

- Oh c'mon mom, all day in the garden shit, cutting flowers...

...or in the kitchen making cookies with Wilson.

...It's too much.

- We are at the table.

- You know what, take him with your friends...

...and see how macho he turns out!

...Excuse me mom!

- She takes off without even finishing her food.

- Just like you.

- Oh, this girl, I swear...

- What would you like for dessert? If you like, there are figs.

- Hey mom...

...you forgot to buy me condoms.

- Oh, sorry...

...put a little note in my purse, the green one

- Where's my towel?

...Thanks...

...Wilson, I wanted to remind you...

...that...

...that you bring me...

...my water?...

...sorry madam...

...that...

...that... you pick up my blue jacket...

...Don't forget it, I'm going out tomorrow.

- Yes, madam.

- Empty again, Wilson?...

...Who's using it? Bernarda? Or who else?...

- I don't think so, madam.

- We've gotta run.

Wait, just a tad, here. Enough!

...OK.

- Madam?

- No, yesterday's please.

- Oh, madam...

...everybody is wearing these now.

- Well, the Liliana Castellanos then.

- Oh yes... that's better.

- Madam...?

...you shouldn't be so hard on Miss Bernarda.

- Oh no, that's what she needs!

- But she's not going to change; that's the way she is!...

...When you leave she'll go right into the kitchen

...and eat all the lefover noodles.

- Maybe so...

...But, I also know she heard me...

...Otherwise she wouldn't have left the table like that.

- Yes madam, you're right.

......it has nothing to do with desire?

- Do you love me?

- I told you I do

- Just tell me again, look me in the eyes and tell me.

- Why are you suc a pain in the neck?...

...Don't talk about it! Just feel it...

...it's more real.

- Why are you so evasive?...

...pain in the neck?

...Do you love me or don't you, you jerk?

- Why do you confuse sex with love?

What's that?

- Oh, it must be Andres.

- I thought you said there was nobody here.

...Same old, same old.

- He couldn't come here if he wanted to;

he's allergic to flowers.

...Hey...

...Come back! Don't be that way. Come back!

- What for, we already lost two bids...

You do business with the government, and I do business with you...

...Well, it's the weekend, and I just want to stay at home.

I'm not one to spend all my free time at the Tennis or Golf Club.

- Mom... can I sleep with you?

- Come, my love...

...OK...

...OK, fine

- I want you to stop talking.

- We'll talk tomorrow?

...I'll call you...

...We'll have coffee and we'll see about it.

...OK. Bye.

- Who was that?

- Your uncle, Lalo.

- What did he want?

- He wants me to introduce him to some people.

- What for?

- For business.

- Is he going to give you a commision?

- No, it's just a favor...

...Want me to play with you?

- Why do you like soap operas?

- Because they relax me.

- Aren't they just for housewives?

- Not necessarily...

- Why is it that every time you turn on the TV, you start reading?

- So that while I'm reading I can hear the soap opera.

- You never rest.

- I'm resting now.

- Why do you work so much?

- Well, because I need to buy you clothes,

pay your brother and sister's college, your school,

...all that. I have to buy food.

- How about watching a movie?

- OK, but you choose.

- Hey Spielberg!

...tell Caroia not to work so hard.

- But we need her to.

...If it weren't for Wilson this house would be such a mess!

- My mom is very intelligent.

- I think she's lonely.

- And if we find her a husband?

- OK, let's not find her a husband.

- Of course...

...that's why I invented you, someone's gotta get blamed.

Of course they're good.

♪Bolivian National Anthem♪

Wilson!

Wilson!

Wilson!

Wilson!

Wilson!!!

Oh, my god!

Where's my white jacket?

The one that goes with these slacks?

I'm talking to you!

- I took it to the dry cleaners.

When?

Last week, madam.

And why haven't you picked it up?

Well, you didn't give me the money to pick it up, madam.

Ah Wilson, you're incredible!

Go up to my closet immediately,

get my purse, and go pick up that jacket right now!

Understand?

Right away, madam!

Madam...

- What?

What do you want Wilson?

Speak, I'm in a hurry, quickly

- Nothing. it's OK, madam.

All right Wilson, come here.

I won't bite you. What do you want? Tell me.

When are you going to pay me?

Oh, c'mon Wilson

we already discussed this, didn't we?

didn't we?

- Yes, madam.

- Well then?

- It's OK, madam.

It's just that... it's been six months...

Willy, dear.

wait, until the end of the month

OK?

All right, madam.

Marcelina, did you wipe your feet? I just cleaned here.

- Don't talk to me like that.

I'd like to see you give that attitude to the missus!

- You know how demoanding she is.

- Mean is what she is. I wonder why!

And you're dumb you don't understand a thing!

- She just won't listen to reason. Everything pisses her off.

- Tell the missus nicely.

If she doesn't listen, just leave.

- Where would I go?

- To your village.

- You know that I can't to go back there.

- Just go back to your wife.

My wife is worse than the missus.

I'm better off here. I just want her to pay me.

- Listen, why don't you ask her for some land?

- You think so?

- Sure, they say she has a big plot in Huajchilla.

Her father bought close close to the Tenis Club.

- How would you know that?

- You're a stupid man.

- You're a gossiping pig

- Don't keep on wasting your time.

You've been working here over 25 years and...

you've nothing to show for it. You've lost your house, your land.

Do you really think the missus is going to look after you

...when you're old?

You just don't get it.

Ber?

-What.

- Are you going out?

- Yes.

- Where to?

- To the "Cinematheque"

- And afterwards?

- Shit, who knows!

- And you are going out like that?

- Of course.

- Bernie... we're women.

If you start competing with men, they won't respect you.

- Oh mom!

- Women must always be women.

- You know I love being a woman. Shit, mom!

- Put some lipstick on.

- To go to the movies? No fucking way!

-It's for you,

do it for you!

- Mom!

- Well, do it for me then.

- OK then.

- Totally.

- See?

- And the shoes?

- Mom, don't even start!

- The other day I saw some girls walking in high heels.

My god, no glamour at all. I swear.

- The way things are in this country.

...who the hell is thinking about glamour, c'mon.

- Exactly!

It's now that you have to reassert who you are!

Have you seen our people?

Have you seen the way they dress?

Five-hundred years of domination and

no one has been able to change the way they dress.

Now that is glmour!

- Know what mom? I'm not interested, get it?

I wanna go see a Korean film.

that's totally cool and drink beer, no worries

- With whom?

- With Erika, duh!

- Ah, with Erika, c'mon honey!

- What? You're criticizing me mom?

What's up with that?

- The day you pay your own beer...

...and your Korean film, is when we'll talk.

- I'll see you screaming in the doorway,

'cause I'll leave home.

- Fine!

But as long as you live under this roof...

...you will listen to me and obey me.

- Yeah, sure!

- Sweetheart,

don't misunderstand me.

I respect your lifestyle,

but you are like an open book!

- That's right, and you know why?

Because I'm an honest person,

Because I'm easy to read.

- Here we go again waving the honesty flag, I swear.

- So just what are you trying to say? I'm listening.

- Don't you realize it?

You show all your cards. 'Hi, I'm Bernarda...

...I've got four queens; who's betting?'

- And what would my four queens be mom?

- You surround yourself with people who enjoy seeing you...

...ashamed of who you are.

- Ok, I am super-proud of who I am!...

...What you see is what you get!

- But a little mystery wouldn't hurt.

- Obviously.

- What you don't have you develop...

...And what you Do have you keep to yourself.

Put on that little skirt I brought you from Buenos Aires.

So this is what one shows, right mommy?

Put on that skirt and be back here by 2 in the morning.

Is that understood?

Gentlemen!

let's play ball! What a great goal!

- You trampled a flower.

- A little lady to block, a little lady!

- I don't want to anymore!

- I don't want to anymore!

-C'mon, c'mon, one more time.

- I don't want to anymore! I don't want to anymore!

- I'll kick gently!

- No, you'll hit my roses, oh no!

- There it goes,

what a goal!

Look what you've done to my roses!

Go play somewhere else. My poor plants.

- It's nothing Marcy, for crissake!

- Go away, go on. Or else I'll get you wet!

- Oh no, c'mon.

- Damn it Marcy, shit, I have to go out, fuck!

- I'm gonna tell your mother right now!

- Go ahead, go tell the old lady on me.

- What a spoiled brat!

- I'm outta here.

- Go, you tell on me then!

- I'm gonna tell here right now.

Oh, c'mon Marcy, just kidding, come here.

- Madam! Madam!

- And you?

Where are you going?

To bake cookies with Wilson?

You're such a sissy!

Come here,

if you hit me hard...

...I'll let you go make your little flower cookies.

But hard, really hard.

You'll see, you little shit!

And you?

What's with the skirt?

You're gonna get yourself fucked.

- I'd rather die, asshole!

Look.

- I actually like the skirt.

...I just don't want people to see your legs.

- Shit, you are just like the old lady.

That's all you two ever think about.

- What else is there to think about?

- Bye sweetie

- And my kiss?

- Stop playing the intellectual. Bye.

- Come have your milk, Andy.

Andrés!

- Andrés!!!

-I'm coming.

- Little shithead!

Marcy, go get him!

- Come here, Andy.

Here are the flowers Wilson.

- Fine, leave them over there.

- Can I help you?

- You can fill the vases with water.

- I'm allergic to these flowers.

- Oh, you're making that up.

How could you have an allergy to such nice flowers!

- I'll start sneezing now.

- Well, did you sneeze?

- Any moment now.

Wilson?

- What?

- If you weren't a butler,

...what would you like to be?

- I like my job.

- Wouldn't you like to work in an embassy?

- What would working in an embassy be like, huh?

- I want to be a pilot.

- A plane driver!

mother says anyone can drive a plane.

You are special.

You're going to be an artist or something

That's what you've been raised to be.

I think your mother has seen who you are

and has decided for you.

- What did your mother want for you?

- When I was a kid, you know what I wanted...

- It's a dinner for mom's foundation.

- Man, you could be a chef...

...wherever you wanted to, couldn't you?

- Get out of here, whitie. I'm working.

- But you know nobody would love you...

...as much as we do, would they? Damn!

- I loved you when you were little.

You won't change like whitie here, will you?

- No.

- Willy, I need ice.

- I don't have any time young man.

- Shit man,

the upper-class has given in to drinking...

...Bolivian wine nowadays.

That's bitchin' for Tarija.

Will, where's the scotch?

- Ask your mother for permission first.

You're not taking it!

- I have my own guests. WHen you get a chance,

...bring me up the ice, OK?

You know that I love you, don't you?

- No, I don't.

- No, I don't. - You know I love you don't you?

- You know I love you don't you?

I adore you, you s.o.b.

- C'mon get out, stop bugging me.

- You are so bad.

- I adore you too, come over here!

And you?

...what're you doing in the kitchen?

Shouldn't you be playing football?

Or picking a fight with some street-kid.

- I'm an artist.

- No shit! And artists don't play football?

I love you, little guy. You're a real genius.

Say hello to Spielberg for me.

Tell him to just forget about business...

...and dedicate himself to making good movies.

So, what's up? You coming or not?

-Go out? You want to?

- Shit,

I'm just not up for it right now.

- Let's stay here.

What have you decided?

- I don't know.

I don't want to live with anyone, girl.

- You don't want to leave the Southern Disctict?

- I prefer uptown, I suppose.

- The North side?

- How would I pay the rent?

- I won't charge you anything.

- With your aunt?

- We've got separate entrances.

- Cheers to separate entrances!

- You don't like the North Side, do you?

As if the Southern District was the bomb.

You're just like your old lady, a snob!

- You know what,

I'm no snob, girl.

- Prove it. See?

Marcelina,

what did you want to be when you were a little girl?

- When I was a little girl,

I really liked making skirts, shawls,

embroidery, knitting,

sewing, I liked all that.

- And you Wilson,

what did you want to be when you were a kid?

- When I was a boy I wanted to be a bread-baker.

Every time I went into the village

I would see those baskets full of bread!

It smelled soooo good!

Everything was so white!

That's what I always wanted to be, and to dress in white.

- How come you never make bread here?

- We will make some, one of these days, OK?

- That way you can make your dream come true.

- Certainly.

(In Aymara)

- What did she say to you?

- What were you thinking about that very moment?

- At that moment?

- What, don't you know?

- Mmmmm

- Or are you embarrassed?

- No

- Because I do know what...

...was going through my mind at that precise moment.

- You want to know if I was thinking about you?

- Oh yeah!

Who were you thinking about then?

- Patricio.

...Come in!

- Shit!

- Hi!

- Hi, Mom.

- How are you two?

Happy Birthday, beautiful.

- Thanks.

- Is he treating you well?

- I'm treating her really well mommy.

I just finished giving her present, didn't I, love?

- Wonderful. I have a little present for you too,

...but I'll give it to you later, OK?

- Thanks, you shouldn't have bothered.

- Pat, I'd like you to come downstairs a minute.

There are some people from the Spanish Embassy

...I want you to meet.

- Sure, I'm coming...

- But change your shirt first.

Put on the one I love, you know which one.

- The white one?

- The white one, yes.

I'm stealing him away from you for just a moment.

- No, no problem. You can take him.

- I'll ask Wilson to bring up some food.

Or just come down later.

- OK, don't worry mom.

-OK

What's your problem, you jerk

What's your problem, you jerk You're such an asshole! What goes on in your head?

You're such an asshole! What goes on in your head?

What do you that?

- OK! Calm down.

- What's the matter with you?

- Well, are you going to tell me or not?....

...Tell me.

- What do you want me to feel with a camera in my face?!

- So, one more. Pretty please,

I promise you won't know the camera's there,

please, please, please, please, please.

C'mon, you've got me so hot.

- Andrês C'mon here please

Wilson, she says you can serve now.

- Fine, young man.

- Tell me where her purse is.

- Do you want a cigarette?

There are some in the cigarette case in the living room.

But those are dry!

- Will, please warm up the puff pastries.

- They are already warm, madam.

- Mom, have you got some smokes?

- In the silver cigarette case, in my purse.

- OK.

- Patricio,

no more than fifty Bolvianos.

- Yes, I know mom.

You're gonna pay me?

- You're such an ass, no!

I'm gonna call the dealer with this.

Let's see if smoking a joint'll help you forget the camera.

- Yes, please call him.

Fuck, stop doing that!

Why don't you come over here instead.

- I want you to imagine I'm someone else.

- And you?

- I'll pretend I'm two separate people.

One who watches and...

...one who makes love to you.

- So I'm with two people?

- While the other one makes you love you,

you will see me,

and you're going to wish it were me.

- Yeah, yeah what's the matter with you?

- Why do you have to be like this? You always ruin everything.

- No I don't!

Just forget that, and come over here.

- No, I won't forget it; it's your birthday.

I want your gift to be special.

- Well then, go lock the door.

- No, you know I'm claustrophobic.

No one'll come in, no one!

- It better be, for your sake!

- And so what if they do!

You took a bath with my cologne, didn't you?

- No

- Like this, look, just a little

- And you put it everyplace, right?

- What do you mean, like this!

- Like this and like this

Even your feet smell of it

- No.

- I am going to do what

I like the most now, my favorite part.

You are so very delicious!

- Thanks!

- I love you!

- Yes, very good.

Yes, I understand perfectly.

Excuse me...! Who do you think you're talking to?

I'll call you back.

Wilson!

- Yes, madam.

- Patricio?

- He's sleeping, madam.

- Wake him up, at once please!

Yes, madam.

Sit down.

- No, that's OK.

- I said sit!

Patricio This is the last time...

...I'm taking a call like the one I just received,

... do you understand me?

- What happened?

- What do you mean what happened?

You know damn well what happened.

What you did last night?

You're amoral!

How could you do something like that?

I just don't get it!

- I'm sorry.

Sorry?

You think you can resolve everything with "sorry".

You piece of shit.

You're a loser, a drunk, a bum!

- But it wasn't my fault.

- Ah, it wasn't your fault? Don't be such a wimp!

Now you're going to learn to face things as a man,

like a macho and solve them!

- Oh, cut the crap!

I'm going to ask dad for help and that's it!

- What do you mean 'cut the crap'?

And on top of that ask help from your father?!

You're not going to ask anyone for help,

least of all your father.

What the hell is your father going to do for you?

Answer me! What can your father do for you?

Answer me,

I'm talking to you!

Answer me, you shithead!

- Calm down.

- What do you mean calm down!

I'll kick your ass out of this house.

- Ok, Ok.

- What do you mean OK. OK?

You know what I am capable of, don't you.

You know me.

You know perfectly well what I'm capable of,

so you had better watch out.

You, what are you doing standing there, listening?

Don't you have anything to do?

Go wash the Toyota!

- Are you going out madam?

- What do you care if I go out or not!

Do as I say, wash the Toyota!

- Yes, madam.

Why do you make her so angry! What did you do whitie?

- I lost the car playing poker yesterday.

They're coming to pick it up at three, I think

- So why does she want me to wash it?

- How the hell should I know!

- So people don't think that,

on top of being gamblers, we're filthy in this house!

That's why

- Wilson,

heat up the leftover soup from yesterday.

I have such a terrible hangover!

- How could you even think...

- Oh, c'mon Wilson, just heat it up,

and stop busting my balls!

- I'll heat it up just the way you like it.

- C'mon mom, mom!

I swear I'm gonna fix everything.

I promise you!

Mom, you're so tense, I'll give you a foot massage;

you're tense!

- Patricio, don't be so obvious.

What a lack of style, I swear.

- You have such nice feet! I love them!

You just have to trust me.

I'll take care of everything.

- Ah, Patricio What am I going to do with you?

- Fuck, I was winning, you just don't know,

I was winning everything.

They just wouldn't let me leave the table.

- Iranians or Iraqis?

- Iraqis!

- Iraqis.

Yes, I know who they are.

They sure fed your Aunt Rosario a line.

You don't know just how much money they took her for.

- I'm telling you.

Fuck, they're terrible.

- Poor thing.

- There's nothing that can be done.

- Do you forgive me?

- You're such a ball-buster.

- Forgive me.

- Of course I forgive you.

- OK

...but you need to know

that from now on you'll be taking the bus.

The Mercedes is Wilson's

- Shit, I've never seen anyone treat a servant like that mom.

It's like he's your husband.

So, if Pat wasn't studying at the Catholic University,

he wouldn't be your boyfriend?

- No, he'd still be my boyfriend, girl.

UMSA, Catholic U, it's all the same. Besides we're leaving.

- Yeah?

But it's not a good time to leave.

- Well, it is for me, sister!

Know what?

I think that when the two of us are alone,

far away from here, everything will be much better.

- Really! Why?

- Damn

'cause I practically have my mother-in-law in bed with us!

She buys him underwear.

puts on his cologne, buys condoms for him

I can't be with him,

without the feeling that Carola is right there!

- She's a ball-buster, isn't she?

But in the end what are you going to do,

it's the Bolivian matriarchy, isn't it?

- Bolivian matriarchy sucks buddy!

- Yeah, but there's no way out,

those are roles we'll all play at some point!

You too, your old lady must be just the same

- She doesn't put cologne on my underwear, buddy!

- Yeah, but she must do other things that bug you.

- No

- Best get used to it

Carola-to-be!

C'mon let me sell you a sack.

No, Geronimo, I sitll have pototoes.

Did you bring oca root?

- No oca root, but I've got potatoes and cheese...

...from the Altiplano

- Mmmm, you brought cheese.

- Come here little chief, try some.

Try some really good altiplano cheese.

- Buy some Wilson.

- I will, go ahead pick one.

- Choose one little chief.

- Don Gerónimo,

what did you want to be when you were a kid?

- I wanted to be a soldier. But, now I'm only a farmer.

... But I've got sheep, and land; I have everything.

...When you're bigger,

what will you be? What profession.

- I want to be like Wilson.

Really?

I wanna be a chef.

I'll bring you a

leg-of-lamb-for roasting.

- Do you like lamb, Wilson?

- Of course I like it, why wouldn't I!

- You like everything?

- Anything that's lamb.

Ah, brother Gerónimo, you're asking the kid too much.

I'll pay what we owe you next week.

- You already owe me for two weeks.

You're right,

but the missus isn't here. I don't have any money.

...even horrible.

But when they're where they belong,

they're wonderful, which is why each one...

- Hi!

- How are you, ma'am?

- Hi. How are you dear?

Bernie, come up here a moment.

What were you doing?

- Don't poke around in other people's lives

...if you don't want them to do the same, OK?

- No one mimics me, you little snot.

Watch out!

- Whatever, mom. And for your information,

we're studying.

- Aha, with the "professor" in the house!

- What's wrong with that?

- What's wrong with that? I'm goingn to call the Dean!

- Go ahead, I'll give you the number...

I've got it right here.

- Yes, we're friends, mom.

- I know you're friends.

- Does it turn you off that she's a lesbian?

- Here we go, honesty again!

Don't you know that clarity...

and subtlety always belong together?

- Yeah, sure! And which am I: clarity or subtlety?

- If you insist on having friends like that,

couldn't they at least be like us?

- Like how? What should my friends be like?

- Like us. She's not right for you.

She criticizes your lifestyle; she criticizes everything.

She's got an inferiority complex.

- Don't be so racist, ma; what the hell's the matter with you?

- You brought up the subject, not me.

- My God!

- Do you believe you can be racist in this country?

- Classist then, don't be classist.

- You study for this?

You don't even know the difference between race and class?

I'm paying your way through college for this,

so you can learn to insult me?

- It's the truth. You're a racist, or if not racist, a classist.

- The truth is, you don't know where you stand.

I'm crossing the finish line and you're not even out of the gate.

Next week Doña Remedios is coming to visit.

Do you remember her? My goddaughter's mother.

She's an indian right,

but what an indian she is!

She's a woman with class,

not like that friend of yours...

... that Erika, right? She's a half-breed,

a half-breed.

- Guess what,

I'm moving in with her.

- Where?

- Her house on the North Side.

The North Side... You know what,

I hope you make it, truthfully.

Not because of the neighborhood, not because it'd be North Side.

That's the least important, if you can stand it...

You know you are doing this just to irritate me.

- Poor mom, now you are the victim.

I'd like to know. What is your mother to you?

You know what you are mom, you're a control freak.

- Maybe so.

and you know what? Yes, I am the controller.

- I'm not like you mom, and I'm not like Patricio either.

- Bernarda, I worked hard to give you kids the best things in life.

And I don't want anyone criticizing you.

- But I am entitled to search for myself, am I not?

- I hope you find yourself.

- I don't want to be like you.

- Why be so nice?

- What is it with you?

Come here a minute.

You may not want to be like me, but you need to know

...that your family and your nation run in your blood, in your veins.

And the more you deny it, the more you emphasize it.

And don't look at me like that

because you are a native,

...but an upper-class native.

- Oh mother, you're such a dimwit.

- 'Oh mother, you're such a dimwit.'

- Tell me, what's going to happen

when the upper-class loses its privileges?

- Others will appear quickly enough.

Haven't they taught you that at the university?

How does class struggle end?

You're impossible to talk to.

What's going to happen to us, mom?

So, Monday at 6 am, please.

We have to be at the site before noon

for the aptapi (community meal),

and we can't miss that.

When are the Swedes arriving?

- Mikey and Lucas are arriving Monday.

We're going to go pick them up. From there one will go to my house.

In the evening we'll have a welcome dinner.

They'll stay over at my house that night.

That way next day they'll be there on time.

I'll wake them up.

- OK, we need magazines and books, please.

- Everything's set with the guys. I already have their phone numbers.

- OK, great!

- Great, Abi.

The delegates from the Student Center are all confirmed?

- Yes.

- OK guys,

I see that you are very well organized.

But I haven't

...heard anything about the issues to be addressed in the workshops.

You'll have music, theatre, but, are you going to discuss gender,

child violence, violence against women?

- I have a couple of ideas. Give me a minute.

- Come with me sweetie.

Marce, do me a favor and bring me six sodas, please.

- I can't, I have to clean up, Miss.

- Oh c'mon Marce!

- You can go down and get them, Miss.

- Ok, but I'll remember this, Marcy.

- Ber?

- Yes, sweetie.

- When are we going to play dominos?

- Come here and sit down. You know what, honey?

- We can't play dominos today,

we'll play tomorrow afternoon, ok?

But we can do something. Show them our secret?

- Yes.

- All your artwork.

- OK!

- Great!

Guys you are going to drop dead, when you see the artist

...I have for a brother.

- Yeah, you're gonna drop dead.

- I'm leaving, Miss.

- Bye, Marcy. See ya.

- Please don't mess up the place. Be careful not to spill the sodas,

and take off your dirty shoes.

I just cleaned everything this morning.

- OK, Marcy, don't worry.

- Bye.

- Bye, Marcy.

- This is me in the ocean...

This is me when I travel...

This is me on the roof...

This is me...

somewhere, in the hills,

and here I am with a snake.

- OK guys, shell out your money! Let's go!

- Artwork has its price.

For you 10...

For you 15...

For you 20...

For you 25...

And for you... 30

- Applause for the artist!

Artist? I'd say businessman.

Steven Spielberg is the richest artist in the whole world.

Sure, and the most famous too, right?

- Sis, your hair cut looks fantastic!

- Great, isn't it? Nothing like New York for a haircut!

- Super

- And you dear,

- And you dear, you did not tell me what you did for Carnival?

you did not tell me what you did for Carnival?

- What more could he do auntie? His whole life's a carnival.

- You have no idea, auntie. We partied hardy,

didn't we love?

- What a liar.

- Well, at your age, you can take just about everything.

Thank God classes start next week.

- Yeah, but the Catholic University is a social club, auntie.

- True for some.

- I wouldn't change the State University for anything,

- Tea's ready.

- The only problem is the academic level, isn't it?

- Just so you know Erika got her master's degree in Norway.

- Holy shit! Then she must speak perfect Norwegian.

- The capital of Norway is Oslo.

The truth is i don't know why you're still here,

since there's no future here. Why don't you leave the country?

- Auntie, your cake is awesome!

- It's great, isn't it?

- It's your grandma's famous layer cake.

- Patricio, what are you doing with that beer?

- What I always do mom, I drink!

We've got a party tonight.

- We need to get a head start.

- Have you seen this, Rose.

Nowadays girls think as much as boys.

- You too Bernie?

- No, how could you think that, auntie?

- No, auntie, my sister doesn't drink;

she just likes getting stoned.

-And what is that?

Patricio, please,

...can we just have a peaceful Sunday afternoon tea?

Yes, mom.

That's why I wanted my children to leave Bolivia.

I can't satnd the drinking culture here.

- Auntie, I have bad news for you.

Drinking culture and getting drunk has gone worldwide.

- I don't agree, honey.

Other countries don't have such a binge-drinking culture.

Bolivians drink until they fall down drunk. It's too much!

- That's why we abstain, right sis?

- Yes, thank God.

- Cheers!

to the non-drinkers!

- Honey, when are you leaving for Spain?

- We don't know yet.

Sombody wants sweet tamales?

- Really? I had no idea auntie.

- Auntie, as irresponsible as I may seem,

I'm going to be the best lawyer this country has ever seen.

- More tea anyone?

- What will you specialize in? Have you decided?

- I like constitutional law. I mean, I don't want to go...

...out there and fight with all those half-breeds

at the courts over a client.

What appeals to me is the philosophy of law.

No one believes me.

But with the new Constitution, we have to change the laws,

and that menas re-interpreting everything.

- So, you plan to come back here.

- Of course.

Why don't you leave? There's no future here.

- Have you seen the salaries? They're rock-bottom!

And where do you think you are going to get a job here with "philosophy"?

- More tea, ma'am?

- Call me Carola. Don't call me ma'am.

- Carola and Carolina

- I like women like my mom, auntie, I admit it.

- Oh sweetie, you talk so much nonsense, please.

- Don't mind him. He just does it to get attention.

- Yes, it goes quite well with philosophy.

-Ah... that's why..

- I love it when they tell me I look like Carola.

They always tell me that.

- Yeah,

whereas this one runs off in the opposite direction.

- I'll go get more hot water.

- Really auntie, I don't understand why you don't support a woman

that isn't running around crazy after some penis all day.

I'm proud of my sister.

- Hey, don't be so insolent.

- Yes, don't act like such a clown.

- What's wrong auntie, are you losing your appetite?

- You know what, honey, I don't know why you invite me over!

You're a bunch of crazies.

- Patricio, apologize to your aunt.

- I'm sorry, auntie.

- Let's talk about something else.

Give me your hand.

Why do you always bring up sex when we have guests?

- Oh, shut up already and let me enjoy my tea in peace!

I can't wait for you all to leave this house

to live your own lives and let me enjoy mine.

- Me too?

There's nothing more I can do for my children sis.

They are what they are.

- You still have Andy.

- I just don't have the energy I had before...

...Would you believe it? And I want him to be independent.

- Are you serious?

- And Julio?

- Let's just leave it at that.

- Really? Why?

- I think he's gonna end up leaving me, wait and see.

- Really

- You know, we women, have made a serious mistake.

- What?

- It's just that we've dedicated too much time to our children,

and we neglected our husbands.

And when your children leave, who stays?

Your husband, dear, not your children

- Your husband should always be your priority,

not your children.

In the end they always leave.

- I don't want another husband.

- We'll see about that!

- I'm content as I am.

You know who I'll be with when I get old?

- Who?

- My Wilson.

- Yeah, right, the love of your life.

He's really been the love of your life, huh?

- Yes, he's always been there.

- Know what?

We should kill our children before they kill us.

- It's too late for that.

late dear

Unfortunately,

we've raised a bunch of useless,

Especially the boys. It's a damn shame.

It's a damn shame.

- You know what?

I am deeply in love with my older son.

- Patricio.

- The other day at a women's gathering...

- Oh c'mon.

- Listen! We came to the conclusion

...that one of us should be the one to initiate our sons sexually.

- What kind of conversation is this?! My God!

- No really! At first I was shocked,

but then I came around to thinking that it's true!

Who do they have their first experiences with?

Young girls or whores,

and they never recover from the trauma.

- So, what do your friends say about women?

- That the worst thing that ever happened to us was 'women's lib'.

We lost our power, our self-control.

Now girls are addicted to alcohol, drugs and sex, right?

Everything that makes men weak.

- Truth be told, we're living in a very difficult time.

- That's the truth.

- Look all of these are blooming.

- Oh it's beautiful, those are really beautiful.

- Thanks sis. Tell me something

what ever happened to that guy from Tarija you were dating?

- Just fine.

- Fine how?

- Fine, fine, fine.

- OK, OK.

And this one?

- I think that's a little bit dull.

- The one with fruits?

- Fruits are for daytime, find me another one.

Will, did you iron my dress?

- Yes, madam.

- Don't forget my gray panties.

- No gray ones, Madam.

- Will, don't tell me.

- The last ones got torn in the garden the other day.

Textilon panties at the store.

- Are there any flesh-toned ones?

- Only "Textilon", madam

- Did you sew the button on that one?

- No, there are no buttons like those here.

- So why'd you bring it? That one is fine.

- Sorry, madam.

- Andrés?

- So, so

- You'll see it when I put it on.

What's that?

What is it?

Ah, that's the stable furpiece that's in the closet,

show it to me.

It's the same color as your eye.

But you know, it's not in fashion anymore,

women wore it some time ago.

- Mom, is this a private party?

- Of course it is.

- Not work?

- Friends

- Not work?

- Friends.

- Then, why dress up so much?

- Because it's fun.

Will?

- Yes, madam

- It's OK there

- Another coffee madam?

- No, I don't have time.

Just stay here in case I need you.

Help me with my necklace, straighten it.

- Yes, madam.

- I'll pick the purse.

OK, Wilson will help you. He knows my purses best.

Andrés, can you bring me my cigarette case and

my silver business card holder?

- Dad's divorce gift?

- Yes, that one.

- Do you ever see him?

- Call him whenever you want, like I told you.

- What time are you coming back?

- Late.

- Can Wilson and I wait up for you in your bed?

- You may...

but don't watch TV too late, OK?

- Thank you.

Will?

- Excuse me

- What's wrong?

- I'm a bit tired, madam.

- Are you feeling alright?

- I've been feeling tired lately.

- I'll call Doctor Vega tomorrow morning

- No, that's OK, it'll pass.

- No, it's not OK. You feel tired so it's not OK.

- We'll call him.

What do you think?

- Yes, madam.

- Yes madam, what?

- Yes, I'll go to the doctor.

- And the coat?

- It looks fine on you

- Purse?

You're a genius.

Thank you.

Where's my cardholder?

Perfume?

- Number 5

- Is there any other?

- Do it like the Hollywood stars do.

- Voilá, bye.

Hey Spielberg

how did my mother behave at the party last night?

Really?

What did she do?

Ah really,

I stayed up with Wilson watching one of your movies.

Let's teach him how to fly OK?

Maybe that way he won't be sad anymore.

Hi Ber.

- Hi mom.

- What are you doing?

- Nothing

- Nothing?

- How are you? Look at me.

- What's up?

- Sweetie, look you have a pimple.

- Where?

- Here, I'll get it.

- Ouch, mom, what are you doing?!

- It must be the base you're using.

- Well, it's just that what you gave me is for ladies,

...nobody uses it anymore.

- What do you mean "nobody uses it"?

There are things in life that you never stop using Ber,

...and a good base is a good base. Let's go to my room.

- Ok, but don't be asking me questions

- One, just one.

- OK. No, not even one.

- You know what, I don't like you!

- Well I don't like you either, you're such a pain, damn!

Madam, I need money to buy bread.

- Get it from my purse.

- We also need manure for the garden.

And Marcelina needs to be paid.

- Did you find any?

- No, madam.

Ask the grocer to put it on the tab.

- Doña Berta won't give you anymore credit, madam.

- Then go to the other corner grocer.

- We owe her too, for the firewood. She won't give credit either.

- Then ask Andés to take some out of his piggybank.

Oh Wilson just take care of it.

Why do I always have to be the problem-solver in this house?

What's wrong?

- Madam,

you have some land, don't you?

- Yes I have two lots at the cemetery.

- No, not those, madam.

May I sit down?

Yes, sit down.

- I have a large plot in Huajchilla.

Why? Are you thinking of going back to your village?

- I have nothing in my village.

My furrows were given to some other farmer.

- See, that's why I've been thinking that...

...we could live there when we're old.

What do you think?

- Is there water there, madam?

- It has water, it has everything.

- I'm interested, madam.

- Look Wilson.

I've been giving this a lot of thought.

It's just you and me from now on.

We're going to have to take care of each other,

which is why we are going to move down there.

- You have your children, madam.

- And you have yours.

But where are they when we need to buy bread?

Go look in Patricio's pockets,

I'm sure you can find come change there.

- Very well, madam.

What?

- No, nothing.

I know you, Will. What is it?

- Madam

- Madam, I've managed to get eight hundred dollars for you.

- Really? From where?

- No collateral?

- Without collateral?

- But with five percent interest a month.

- Will is this your money? Or what?

- No, it's from the sister of the juice lady.

She's a seamstress.

- Really?

Thank you Will, thank you! Tell her it's only for a month.

- Yes, madam

Tell me Willy, you wouldn't happen to have the two hundred

I need to make it a thousand, would you?

Marcy!

- Yes, madam

- What couldwe plant this year?

- Oh, you know, madam, I saw these really nice plants,

...sunflowers. We could plant those.

- Oh, yes, you are right.

- We could, couldn't we?

-Yes madam, let's plant those.

- Yes because I want to make some changes.

Here everything seems so orderly. so pruned.

I want to see more color, let things grow a little taller,

you know?

- Yes madam, lets plant all kinds of seeds.

It'll be prettier and fuller. It will be nice, madam.

- Yes, you are right, it could be.

- Let's do that, madam.

- Hey Marcy,

how are things with that problem of yours?

Oh, madam! He's left, madam.

- He's left?

- He's gone madam.

What am I going to do?

He left me with the children. He took everything.

- Oh Marcy, what a shame!

But you know what, he was never very good.

Let him go. What do you need him for now?

- Yes, madam, Madam, your husband never beat you?

- Felix told me you were the one who used to beat him

- No, madam. That was a lie.

- Are you sure?

- I never touched him.

- Listen to me, your idea about the seeds is a good one.

We could plant all over here, see, this area is bare,

...and this side too.

- OK, madam.

- All of this, see? It will look more cheerful.

- Yes, madam. But, you haven't answered my question.

Tell me something. It hurts. I'm suffering a lot, madam.

- Do you think I was beaten or not?

- I don't know.

Maybe you gave him a reason to beat you, madam.

- No, nobody's beat me...

but, not because they didn't want to.

- Oh Marcy, such is life, men always come back.

But if you don't want him to come back, just go beg him.

- OK, madam.

When I leave this house I'm really going to miss you, Will.

- You're not going to miss me, Miss.

What you're going to miss is my lemon cake.

Can I serve you a piece, Miss?

- Only if you sit here with me, Will.

- Why not, Miss.

Even before you got your teeth, you used to eat my cake.

Eat now.

How's everything with Ber?

- Fine, great!

- Yeah? Hey, do you want to go out tonight?

- Sure, where to?

I don't know.

We could go to "Traffic", "Forum", "Mojo"

- "Costilla de Adán", "Malegria", "Ojo de Agua"...

- No, thanks!

- Bummer, huh?

Hey mom,

what's that car doing at the door?

What do you mean 'what's that car doing at the door'?

We need a car!

- You mean Patricio needs a car.

- That car'll be yours when Patricio leaves.

- No wonder you haven't paid the university inscription fee, mom!

What's the matter with you?

How can you afford a car with only...

six months left before he leaves for Spain?

And where do I get to go?

You don't even send me to Cochabamba.

You don't even send me to Cochabamba. It's goddamn favoritism!

It's goddamn favoritism!

- You're so crass,

being jealous of your brother.

When all he ever does is bend over backwards for you.

Besides, how am I supposed to know where you want to go,

when you don't even know what you want.

Really, I'm telling you!

- Madam,

could you please get up? I need to cut the grass.

- Excuse me?

- But madam, you are in the way. I have to work madam.

Besides, I have to arrange the roses.

I have to cut and water the plants, madam.

- Some nerve she's got, eh?

- Besides didn't I tell you not to use those old hedge clippers.

I bought you a lawn mower, which cost me a fortune.

You're so strange!

- You're the strange one you!

It's impossible to have a serious conversation with you.

Hello?

Yes, speaking.

How are you? What's up? Is something wrong?

How?

When?

Wilson, can you give me my shake?

- I can't Andrés. Help yourself to a glass of milk.

- C'mon.

- I am waiting for your mother; I need to talk to her.

- What about?

- Don't ask questions;

Just go serve yourself a glass of milk.

- Hi mom!

- Hi my love!

- Serve lunch now, on the double!

I have a very important meeting at two o'clock sharp.

- Yes, madam.

Madam...

- Yes?

What Wilson? Speak up!

- I have to travel to my village, madam.

- Today?

- Yes, madam.

- No, don't even tell me.

You know we have guests coming tonight.

- I prepared seafood cannelloni.

All you have to do is put it in the oven, madam.

- No Wilson, today, it's impossible!

- I've even set the table and selected the wine you like.

- Wilson, listen to me.

We've already agreed that when you want time off,

I have to be told in advance,

or be given at least one day's notice.

- All you have to do is put the cannelloni in the oven,

and toss the salad.

Dessert's in the fridge.

- Wilson, NO!

- Madam...

- I said NO!

- Marcelina, I have to leave now, it's urgent!

- OK, Wilson

- Wilson,...

- Wilson,...

- Wilson!,

- Wilson,...

- Wilson!,

Marcelina, what is going on? Where did Wilson go?

- He said he had to leave in a hurry, madam.

He didn't say a thing to me.

I have to leave urgently, he said, madam.

- What's going on mom?

Why are you yelling?

- This is unbelievable!

- What?

- Whose underpants are these?

- Oh c'mon, you've got to be kidding me.

- Just look, they're not your boyfriend's

- Obviously how subtle, how clear.

- They're not Patricio's either.

They're Wilson's, stupid!

Look, my bathtub's scummy... my creams are open!

- You gotta be shitting me!

- He's the one using everything.

Where did you learn to talk like that?

- I'm desperate! He's using my bathtub,

... my towels, my creams, everything...

- This is heavy-duty stuff mom! It sure sucks!

- Now this is really unbelievable.

- But he must be trying to tell you something,

... because Wilson isn't like that.

But you know what, this is obviously nothing new.

Now it's beginning to dawn on me, why so many things...

- C'mon, it's not that serious mom!

- What do you mean it's not that serious?

There's no reason this should be happening. You know?

I've bought him everything; I give him all the comforts.

He's got his own bathroom, with hot water.

He's got a heater, curtains, cable.

He's got his own towels.

He's even got slippers, the asshole!

- Don't make such a fuss,

it could be worse.

- What do you mean 'don't make such a fuss'?

Remember when you were little...

and you used to sleep over at the Pereira's...

when you saw the maid going

into the guest bathroom to use the toilet...

...You never wanted to go there again...

- Oh no Andrés, why did you sneak into the car?

You've really gotten me in trouble with your mother now!

- But I already told you I asked for permission.

- You asked her? Or was it the other guy?

- His name is Spielberg.

- And who is speaking now?

- Me.

- It's my son's burial.

What are they going to say when I arrive with you?

- I'm like your son.

- You aren't going to tell anyone, anything, you see here.

I don't want anyone to know anything about this.

- I promise.

- And don't be asking for anything.

You'll just eat whatever they give you,

without complaining, and be quiet.

- Why did your son die?

- My condolences, Compadre.

-Thank you, Comadre

Thank you, Compadre

Where are you going?

- Pajchiri.

- Your license?

- Here it is.

- Show me the car's registration.

- Why are you asking for them? They never ask to see them here.

- This doesn't look like the car belongs to you.

- What's the matter? Why are you treating me like this?

- What if it's stolen?

- So, I'm not allowed to drive a car like this?

Besides, it's old, it barely runs.

- Show me the papers.

- I drive. Let me through, please.

- OK you can go. Get going!

- So I'm with this chick, in her room, banging her,

and her ol' lady walks in, dude!

- You can't have!

- Now I'm a dad and a grandfather.

- You're just talking bullshit...!

- OK, change of subject. To yesterday's blond...

I'll bang her!

- Cheers!

- You don't bang anything.

- Oh yeah, go ask your sister.

- Don't mess with my sister, she's too expensive!

- Hi mom!

- Ma'am, hi aunt Carola.

- How're you all doing?

Kisses to all of you.

How's it going? So many familiar faces!

Dear, when did you arrive?

- A week ago, it's great!

- Boys, you don't have any food?

Wilson isn't here to serve you, so I'll take care of it.

Would you like some sandwiches or shall I order some pizzas.

- Mom, listen,

we're having a barbecue later on, so don't worry.

- At least have some potato chips

- And the girls, where are they?

- They're at a farewell party.

- They're at a "pre-party" with the girls,

and we'll all meet at the Forum later on.

- Ugh, don't even tell me! Look, with all the booze flowing here,

I don't want any of you to even think about driving.

Do you hear me? Nobody! Leave your keys here.

- Not to worry, ma'am.

We've got a designated driver and...

...it's me. Bottoms up!

And who are you to talk?

After what you did to your mother last time,

you should only be drinking lemonade.

- Mom, mom, listen.

- Yes? You too Patricio, take care of yourself, will you?

- Do you still have those leftover Christmas gift baskets?

- Yes I do,

but I'm not giving you the liquor that's in them!

- C'mon mom, I'm flat broke.

- We've already agreed that when you drink you buy your own alcohol.

Did we not agree to that?

- Bye boys!

- What's happened to the little one?

- Andy? Pat, honey, have you seen Andy?

- Not a clue mom.

- He must be in the tree house.

Do me a favor,

go tell him to come down and eat something.

It's getting late, ok?

- Ma'am if you see him, could you send him over,

I want to buy some artwork for a friend.

He's turned out to be quite the artist.

- Not an idiot, like this one.

- Pat dear, please go call... and tell him to come down, will you?

- OK mom.

All right boys

let's have a round of applause for my old lady

who's donating a bottle of whisky to the cause!!

- This is Nancy. Say hello to my Comadre.

- Good evening madam.

- Hello, dear.

Come in, can I bring you something to drink, a soda?

- No Comadre, don't go to any bother.

- No, it's no problem, please come in.

Would you like some coffee,

or do you prefer something else?

- Whatever's easiest for you, dear.

- Well, come in...

Will had to travel,

but they'll bring us some soda in a moment.

- Thanks, Comadre.

I brought you the fruit you like it much,

so you can prepare your fruit salads

...with a little lemon juice.

I also brought you these flowers, Comadre.

- If you dice the fruit too fine, you'll lose all the juice.

- You keep quiet!

As if you know how to prepare these things!

- Thank you so much.

What beautiful flowers and delicious fruit!!!

Thank you. You are always so sweet!

- It is just a token of my appreciation,

Comadre. Where is Andy?

- We haven't been able to find Andrés all day long.

Andrés!!! He lives on the roof, in his tree house,

in the air. Ah Andy!

- How's my goddaughter? Why didn't you bring her?

- Oh your goddaughter.

Please tell her not to quit her English lessons.

I want to send her to study abroad...

She's head over heels for some half-breed.

If she gets married... it'll ruin everything!

- She's at that age. Bernarda's just the same.

She makes a fuss out of everything...

You know what, don't pressure her too much.

The more you talk her boyfriend down,

the more you'll be pushing her into his arms.

- Why's that, Comadre?

- You know what? Send her to the U.S.

First tell her she's going on vacation.

Then register her in some English course.

She'll want to stay there and will

forget about that half-breed, you'll see!

- Thank you dear, good idea.

- Would you like a soda, madam?

- Our guests first.

- Shall I get you something? Herb tea, coffee?

- No, we're fine, thanks.

Would you like more?

- No, thanks.

- Comadre, we came to make you an offer.

We want to buy your house

How much are you asking dear?

- But... my house is not for sale,

- I'll pay you in cash; it's a good opportunity.

You can buy yourself...

a penthouse or build a house...

on that property you have in Huajchilla.

And you can send the boys to study abroad.

As you well know, the situation here is very tough.

- What do you want this house for?

- I want to build an apartment building.

You know... I have a large family,

and I want to live close to them.

- Thank you so much...

for visiting,...

...and thanks for the offer,

but I just don't think I can accept it.

- Dear,...

I brought 250,000 dollars.

Nancy can draft the sales contract.

- Don't you worry about a thing, ma'am.

I'll take care of the deed and the municipal paper work,

everything in order.

You can stay in the house an additional year.

Comedre, until you build

your house or buy a penthouse.

- You've really caught me off guard.

Could we speak in private for a moment, just you and I?

Surely, Comadre.

OK? In private.

- Oh Comadre... I just don't know...

You've really taken me by surprise!

I wasn't expecting this at all!

I just don't think I could leave this house.

I grew up here; my children grew up here!

- I understand, Comadre.

- These creeper plants are as old as Patricio. Just imagine?

They were seedlings when I brought them here.

That plum tree too. Look how big it is...

Oh Comadre, it's so hard. Honestly,

I don't think I'll be able to.

- I know just how you feel,

Comadre! I'll take care of it for you, dear!

- But if you build apartments here ... all of this will disappear...

- I can go up another 20,000 Comadre

No more though.

Oh, Comadre...

- Where have you been? I've been looking for you for hours!!

- I went to Wilson's village I had tunta

coca leaves and climbed a nice big hill.

- How dare you take my child without asking permission!

Are you an idiot?

- It wasn't his fault, mom.

- Shut up, you stupid brat.

- I hid in the back seat.

- I said, shut up. I'll deal with you later.

- You didn't even know he was gone.

- What do you mean 'you didn't know he was gone'?!

Come here!

So this is how you repay me?

After all the trust I've placed in you?

You do as you please in this house Wilson! Damn it!

Do you have any idea how agonizing it is for a mother...

...when she can't find her child?

It felt like an eternity!

- Don't yell at me.

- I can yell as much as I want this is my house!!!

- Don't keep yelling at me!!!

- Andrés?

- Andrés?

- Andrés?

- Madam!

My son, Rubén, has died...

- Oh, Will.

Why are you crying, mom?

- From hapiness!

Because the whole family is together.

- Do you remember when we used to fly?

- Of course I do.

- Let's go!

- Where?

- Flying...

Hey there, Andrés,

hey, hey, come down. Come drink your milk. Come...