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Thong Girls

Summer is ending,

and the sun is rising later.

The city awakes slowly and sleepily.

The police cars are on their last round,

the street cleaners are bustling,

because the first customers,

the foreigners who are up at the crack of dawn,

will arrive very soon.

A few lunatics are out jogging.

And others, from countries far in the north,

are brave enough to go swimming at dawn.

It's a misty morning.

We're in Benidorm.

The sun won't waste any time

vanquishing the mist in their daily battle.

The first children are already in the streets.

The departure of a circus has been announced.

And the first girl of Benidorm

begins her lively day.

In addition, camera in hand,

the first tourist begins to photograph the city.

This is Ana.

She's quite representative of Benidorm.

One of the many girls who came here

and decided to stay put.

This is Philip.

He's a young man from Holland who seems interested

in the city's chaotic architecture.

Also, outside one of the main hotels,

the first local ladies' men begin their hunt for tourists.

"The Best of Manolo Escobar"!

That damn team.

Damn it.

- You French? - Oui.

- Buyez the bracelet? - No, not that..

No, I'm looking at the earring.

Earring - ears, huh? Not bad.

C'est very artisanal.

What?

Artisanal.

I don't understand you.

Artisanal - handmade.

Made with the hands.

- Handwrought. - And that?

- Ah, those.. - Is it expensive?

No, it's a Spanish produit.

My name is Muriel.

- No, artisanal... - Ah, your name is Artesaní?

I'm Muriel, bonjour!

- Bonjour! - Do you live here?

- Is it your boutique? - It's not a boutique.

Artisanal.

Bon, d'accord. You are Artesaní.

Moi, Muriel.

Look at that necklace! With the little stones!

It's very pretty, isn't it?

Of course. All modern and new.

- Can I try it on? - Whatever you say.

Hey, where are you going?

Wait, Mademoiselle!

That's not a store. It's for peepee and caca.

Oh boy.

Hey, aren't you going in?

I can't.

Why should I?

That damn Mariano.

He kicked me out the other day.

I'll take her from you whenever I want.

Listen up.

No one can take a girl from me.

Not even Julio Iglesias.

Look, a tourist! Got any change for Pac-Man?

I don't know what Pac-Man is.

Hey, don't go.

I'm not Spanish. I don't understand.

But you've met a lot of Spaniards, haven't you?

- Come on! Gimme! - Leave me alone.

Give us something!

What do you want?

Give us something for Pac-Man.

What's all this. What do you want?

- Pac-Man. - Yes, Pac-Man.

What the hell is that?

The machine over there is Pac-Man.

I'll put you in a machine, now scram!

- Young kids. - Young kids are the best.

- Merci beaucoup. - At your service.

- Really? - Of course really!

Look.

- Do you know this flower? - Oui.

- How do you say it?. - Le chrysanthemum.

Non, chrysanthème.

Hey, wait a second.

Damn, what a girl.

Did you hit my girls?

What are you talking about?

- How dare you hit them? - I didn't hit them.

These thieves were bothering...

- Sadist! - A sadist? How?

Nothing happened!

Why don't you go pick on someone else.

And taking advantage of a poor woman!

Pac-Man!

- Pac-Man. - Pac-what?

- Pac-Man. - Give us some money.

I'll see if I have change.

Look hard.

Thank you. Let's go!

Pac-Man!

Let's go to the machine.

Come on, hurry.

Me first.

No, me first.

Of course. You always go first.

- Artesaní! - Of course, artisanal.

Here you have the best. Swords from Toledo.

Toledo swords!

That's the beach, isn't it?

No, that's the beach.

The best beaches in la monde.

Better than la France.

- You know France? - Of course I know France.

I know everything.

- Ah, oui? - Of course oui.

- It's very pretty over there. - Pretty. Everything pretty.

I know it very well.

I jog every morning. Let's go jogging!

- Ah, jogging? Me too. - Of course.

Wherever you want. Here at the beach, in the hotel...

- Or in the "chamber"... - Artesaní, that's a little fast.

- It's just a hand. - Artesaní, hands off.

- Friends? - Friends! Hello friend!!

Good. Now let's go to the beach.

Let's go for a swim.

- Yes, a swim.. - Come on.

- But dressed like this? - Oh, you can go naked.

Naked! Everyone naked!

In our birthday suits, let's go!

- Hello, dear. - Good morning, Miss Lola.

- Park the car and take up the luggage. - Welcome.

- José, who was that? - Lola Clavijo, don't you know her?

- Lola Clavijo? - The famous one?

- That's her? - Yes.

- Hey, give us something. - What do you want?

- It's for Pac-Man. - What's that?

- For the Chinese girl. - Which Chinese girl?

Her.

- Herro, ma'am. - Give them something.

Well.

Are the girls bothering you?

It's Lola Clavijo. You look the same as in pictures.

- Do you want a photo? - No thanks, I have one at home.

- I'm a big fan of yours. - Really?

Leave your address with my secretary, and I'll send you a photo.

Thank you very much. My husband is an artist too.

- Really? - Ángel Antequera. I don't know if you know him.

Ah, he's a great artist, don't you think?

- Yes. - He'll be here soon.

- Ah, marvellous. - Yes.

- I'll see you around. - Yes.

How cute.

Come here, you two.

How embarrassing. You're going to your room right now.

But what about Pac-Man?

Lola Clavijo!

Don't you remember me, dear?

- Well... - I'm the son of the Marquess of Pino Alto.

Is that you, dear?

- Of course! - You're prettier than ever.

- I try to take care of myself. - What're you doing here?

Not much. I'm spending a few days with my secretary.

- Nice to meet you. - Likewise.

- Come visit us, huh? - For sure.

- Whenever you want. - Tomorrow at the beach.

- Do you know who that was? - I have no idea.

You should be more careful.

Standing in the middle of the sidewalk like that.

Tourists!

I'm not a tourist, I'm from Holland.

Same thing.

Look how wrinkly this got!

I might as well not wear anything.

How lovely is the sunshine.

I'm going to have a bath, and for lunch,

I'll make michirones - ooh, that'll be good.

Lola, please don't speak like that.

- But it's just us here. - Then why speak Andalusian?

I know you're from Murcia.

If I don't, I might slip in front of a journalist.

Speaking of journalists, you should call Amilivia.

No, I don't want to talk to him.

He'll make up a story about me.

Hey, where'd you put the jewelry?

- In the drawer there. - Remember what happened to Sara?

Please, connect me to 232-0972 to Madrid.

Here, well hidden.

Mr. Amilivia?

Hello, Amilivia. I'll put Lola on the line.

Take the phone.

Amilivia, dear, how are you?

I just got to Benidorm, and my secretary tells me to call you.

I can't live without you.

I have an exclusive for you.

Yes.

You know how much we love you.

Olé, olé!

Yes, it's a real exclusive.

I'm going to write my memoirs.

Yes, really. I'm going to reveal everything.

Well, I'll call you.

Bye, dear.

That's the last time Lola Clavijo talks to someone like that.

Benidorm wants to separate from the Valencian Community.

I want to talk to Ángel Antequera. I'm his wife.

Tell him I'm at the Hotel Belroy. It's urgent.

Up... and up...

- What are you doing now? - We're playing, Mom.

- Where'd you get this? - We bought it.

To scare Grandpa when we get back to Madrid.

Put it away.

I just called your father.

I bet you didn't get through to him.

He's rehearsing. I left him a message to call us.

It bet he won't call.

I don't think it's fair.

Besides, are you sure that man is our father?

Of course I am. And he loves you a lot.

I don't care about him one bit.

Don't talk like that. He's a very busy man.

He's a great singer.

There he is.

- Take it easy. - She's lost her mind.

We won't see him. I'd bet the snake on it.

You play with it.

Ángel.

Finally.

Don't you remember me?

Aren't you ashamed?

I've waited four years.

Without hearing from you.

Without knowing where you are.

Not even if you're alive.

I need to see you right away.

No, I'll meet you wherever.

How can I trust you?

We've waited four years!

Please.

Please.

How can I be sure you'll call?

Please.

I need to see you.

Truly.

They need to see you too.

This is Benidorm's old town.

The old town.

All Arabic.

We're all Arabs here - Moors.

Do you understand "Moors?"

- Ah, les maures. - Oui.

Des maures.

We're Moors to the bone!

To the bone.

- Do you get a lot of girls? - A lot of girls, no.

A lot of girls, yes. But one at a time, une pour une.

You understand, une pour une?

- No. - Good.

I like you a lot.

Look! What pretty cannons!

From the Spanish Civil War?

Ancient cannons, here you see them.

They're from la guerre with Napoleon III.

When they tried to siege Benidorm,

We beat them back.

Over there - Robespierre's boat.

Here, the Spanish cannons of Benidorm.

Boom!

Robespierre!

Drowned.

Robespierre never came here.

Maybe so, but let's change the subject.

You and me, not the cannons.

Forget it. You are French.

I am Spanish. Let's walk!

- Let's go. - Yes, yes.

Anyway, listen to this.

Listen to this.

Robespierre over there.

Now you'll learn a little history.

Oh, it's mignon!

Mignon isn't the word.

Ici...

Arabic wall.

Come here and take a look.

See that bateau - boat?

In French towns, no bateau.

They swam home.

We might have to send you back again.

Swimming, three times.

The truth is... well, look.

In France, you'll never see a city like this.

Oh, it's so beautiful!

What island is that?

That island?

That's Benidorm Island.

Non, non, non.

No, I mean that one.

Well, then that island.

Now I'll tell you what it is.

That island...

is part of that mountain.

There.

See that gap?

It's a bite mark. We Spanish did that.

The Spanish... pushed and pushed.

Against Robespierre.

Here, that island. We Spanish.

The Spanish, the Arabs, the turbans, the hats.

What bullshit.

Bullshit?

You're crazy. You're making all this up.

Everything you told me. The Arabs, Robespierre.

- I take it back. - I don't care.

- How are you feeling? - I'm feeling great.

- Can I kiss you a little? - Not here.

Naughty boy.

- You're crazy. - Yes I am.

Ay La Lola, they say that I don't sleep alone.

They say that I don't sleep alone...

Ay Curro, ay Curro...

He says we met in Seville.

But I was in Seville only once.

To offer a branch to the Virgin of Macarena.

The branch cost me a fortune.

And I didn't see him there.

Hey, can you rub some oil on me?

You're my secretary.

Coming.

You're into that Curro, aren't you?

It's not like that.

Not to raise a family, but maybe for a roll in the hay.

You said that last time.

And you cried for six months.

Well, I liked him too much.

Oh, what a touch you have.

Oh, baby!

That Curro isn't so bad.

Oh, what a touch!

You're fantastic with that oil.

The tourist again.

I'll probably see you around.

I hope not.

- You're attracting some attention. - Look at that statue!

- What is it? - That's no good, it's too modern.

No good - old art good.

But modern art is shit.

- Want to have a drink on the terrace? - Yes, terrace.

- Café de Paris, how's that? - You think I like Paris?

- You don't? - I prefer the sunshine

Good, let's sit down.

How about that table?

- Ah, oui! Très bien! - Then let's sit down.

What do you want?

- I want a bière. - Coming right up!

Where's the garçon?

He must be here somewhere.

Wait a second.

- Okay then. - Learning a lot, huh?

- Bonjour. - How are you?

- Good, and you? - Très bien.

- You speak French well. - Ah, oui.

You're pretty.

- You rat! - Hey!

Get out of here!

Don't you ever fucking learn?

- What are you trying to do? - I was just sitting there.

You saw she was with me. Have some respect.

- Respect? - Yes, respect!

Calmez, I'm talking to a friend.

A childhood friend, understand?

Come here.

How could you be as shameless to go after her like that.

- What are you doing? - Who do you think you are!

- Get out of here! - Let go or I'll kill you.

- Who are you kidding? - Let moi go!

Let moi go!

Get out of here.

Hey, girl!

You're an old lady fucker, you rat!

Oh, bon cheri! Oh, mon petit!

Artesaní!

I'll get him later.

- It's not serious. - You're not mal?

A little.

- You poor thing. - Oh boy.

Moi on the floor.

Want me to take care of you?

- It's nothing. - I'm glad.

Some real jerks dans la vie.

Come back to my place. I'll take care of you.

- Make love to me. - What?

You want...

You want to do it just like that?

That's terrible.

What if I was a killer?

And the preparation.

You should... chat, danser le tango...

La nuit... la lune...

Dinner, and all that!

Avec... candelabras, et champagne espagnol.

- Champagne espagnol? - Mais oui, champagne espagnol!

The way dumb foreigners do it.

Someone... brings the girl, and les autres...

try to take her away.

Always the same story.

Anyone could understand.

You're such a moron, but come here.

- What do you mean? - Come here.

- Come here. - All right.

Artesaní...

Oh, baby...

you're going to take me...

to the Seville Fair!

Yes, yes.

Ride that Andalusian mare!

How sweet it is to ride.

Your little horse!

Clop-clop! Clop-clop!

What are you doing?

Hey, girl, come here.

Hey you!

Jerks!

- Did those bastards hurt you? - No, thank you. It's nothing.

Don't worry about me.

- What happened, girl? - Nothing.

How could it be nothing? You're crying.

- Why don't you go home? - I don't have a home. I got kicked out.

- You don't have a home? - No.

- Well, come to mine if you want. - No, I don't want to bother you.

Don't be silly.

Thank you, but I can't accept your offer.

Ah, you can't accept.

You can walk the streets.

But you can't accept keys from a respectable man?

Come on.

- It's the second floor of that building. - All right, thank you.

It's impossible to understand women.

They'd rather go home with the first guy than accept a key from someone like me.

Goddam.

Hello.

Hello.

You're not in bed?

I was waiting for you.

Why?

I don't know.

I thought you might try something.

You're crazy.

I didn't want to take advantage of you.

I can see that.

You're very kind.

Very kind.

Enough talk. I'll sleep in the other room.

Besides, tomorrow I have to get up early.

Amilivia, dear,

big news.

I slept with the young Marquess!

Yes, he's the son of the Pino Alto Marquess.

He's got so much land and so much money.

Some day they'll give me my own place.

We'll see where he puts me.

We'll see if he puts me somewhere nice.

What a man he is!

You know I'm not like those other girls.

I'm not a gold-digger.

I'll keep you up to date.

Well, goodbye, dear.

- Where have you been? - Leave me alone. We're finished for good.

- What are you saying? - Leave me alone, you jerk!

How dare you talk like that?

- Don't hit me! - How could you?

Take your hands off me!

You can't keep hurting me! I love you, understand?

You're nothing to me without cash.

The tourist again.

Hey, why'd you bring me here?

What do you want from me?

Are you interested in me?

I don't know.

I hadn't thought about it.

You must be getting bored.

Why?

I don't have much to talk about.

Ah, men.

A little sun will do you good.

The championship is next month.

I want to win.

Look at this weather.

- It's so gloomy. - Stop complaining.

There's nothing we can do about it.

Come on now.

In Seville it's so hot you can't bear it.

Here, sign this.

- Who's this for? - It's for Maruja Torres.

We need to make the old bag happy.

I wish you well from Benidorm.

Thinking of you.

Not bad.

Hey, why don't we go to Seville in your Rolls Royce?

I can't at the moment.

There's a problem with the windshield.

Can't we take it for a spin?

- And get lost somewhere? - Come on now.

Wouldn't it be great to go to your place in Seville?

No.

Seville? I came here to get away from it.

It's not the right time of year.

- Sign this. - Who's it for?

Amilivia.

Amilivia, I have big news for you.

I'm such a humanitarian that I adopted a little black boy.

- A little black boy? What? - That's right.

We'll adopt what we have to.

Listen.

Couldn't we adopt a Brazilian like Sara?

The one she adopted?

We can't adopt a Brazilian for precisely that reason.

It wouldn't be original.

Couldn't we adopt a little Vietnamese? That would be original.

Drop it. Just sign it.

Listen, I'm not racist,

but if I had a black boy at home, I wouldn't be able to see him.

Why not? Just turn on the light.

Perhaps we could arrange for something else.

Sign it!

Hey, why don't we make one of our own?

Hey, that's not a bad idea.

You're so pushy.

I'm going up to show him my room.

Bye.

Take care!

Look out!

Hello, tourist.

Excuse me, tourist. Don't block traffic.

Yeah?

And I'm not a tourist, I'm from Holland, and my name is Philip.

Philip! You have the name of a lamp.

- L'amour. Once in a while - No.

L'amour is always good.

- What do you mean always? - Now for instance.

How now?

You think the weenie... works whenever?

- Why not? - I'm not a machine!

It's possible. You'll see.

What?

- I'm not a kid. - I like you.

I could die.

But you'll die happy.

Don't say that. You'll ruin everything.

It happens to everyone. The weenie doesn't work.

- You want to finish.. avec moi. - Oui.

I want... to kill you.

Kill...

Kill.

Artesaní?

Artesaní?

Olé, bullfighter!

So much for the Spanish man.

Amilivia, dear,

I called to tell you about my most recent experience.

15 times in one night with the Marquess.

I think it's serious.

No, it's not one of my flings.

He's going to the Seville Fair on his Andalusian mare.

Tomorrow I'll tell you more, dear.

Yes.

Okay, talk to you tomorrow.

Is he ever persistent.

- Let's go to the beach. - You're going like that?

Why not?

It's a free country.

If you got it, flaunt it.

Come on.

And wear a thong too, okay?

Don't make me look ridiculous.

Let's go show off our bodies!

You realize we couldn't have done this a few years ago.

We would have brought down the regime.

Mom, I'm bored.

Can we go play?

Okay, but cool it with the begging.

We didn't bring the piggy bank.

We'll just build a sand castle.

Go on, but don't bother anyone.

- She can't see us here. - Let's go.

You're in love with him, aren't you?

So what if I like millionaires?

We'll see if he has millions.

For Pac-Man?

- Do you speak Spanish? - No.

Listen,

if he disappoints you,

don't come crying to me.

Don't worry, I'll leave you out of it.

Maybe someone else will care.

Merci, danke, or whatever.

For Pac-Man?

Girls!

You rascals!

Out with the money!

Take that, and that!

- Aren't you ashamed of yourselves? - No, Mama.

Cover up a little.

Don't be silly.

It's not that. You'll get a sunburn.

- A sunburn on your tits. - Tu es maure.

You're such a Moor.

Well, so I'm a Moor then... je suis maure.

But you shouldn't show off your breasts.

Okay then.

Now look.

Never seen an ass before?

- Looking good. - Very funny!

But cover your ass. Coverez your ass.

No!

Arrête!

Nice, huh?

You're shameless, you know that?

Don't be mad, mon cheri.

But cover up, tout le monde can see!

Ah, again with the tits!

- Stop it. - But I like you!

- Showing off everything? - Don't be such a wet blanket.

Come on, off with it!

Oh, no, no!

Not now.

Tu es très beau, very handsome naked!

But I save it for you, not like you!

I like you a lot, but you're going to give them a heart attack.

How's it going?

- Friends of yours? - Not at all.

I don't know them. They're just horny.

Your friends are like that?

They're perverts?

They can buzz off!

Come on!

Come on, faster!

Hey, beautiful!

- What are you up to? - Waiting for you.

Hey, you know something?

- I bought your last record. - No way!

Listening to it gave me goosebumps.

- It made me tear up. - Come join us.

Don't mind me.

- Is it okay if I listen to music? - No, go ahead!

- Thanks. - Go ahead!

Listen to what you want.

Lola Clavijo, Lola Clavijo...

They say you want to have a child.

Lola Clavijo, Lola Clavijo...

They say you want to have a child.

With the owner of Bataclan...

Lola Clavijo... Ay, Lola, Lola...

I'm not kidding around.

You have to understand.

Yes, I understand.

A girl like you...

isn't just for a fling, but to keep forever.

- Forever? - Don't push your luck.

Would you leave us alone?

These bastards won't stop looking.

Comme ça it can't be. I want to drop it, but they're watching!

- Forget them. - I love you.

We could get married.

Why not marriage?

You're crazy.

- You want to get married? - Yes, I love you.

You're adorable.

Yes, I'm adorable. Let's get married.

But I can't...

I don't want to marry anyone.

Spain is a big country. Can't you go somewhere else?

These guys won't leave us alone.

Come on.

Allez, allons!

Why not.

Allons.

They can laugh all they want.

Aren't you coming in, Marga?

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

We're running on the beach, like in a movie.

Shit!

Run, dear!

Come on.

Me first.

You always get to go first.

- Hello, Tourist. - It's Philip.

Oh, Philip.

One day you and I should go out.

Hello.

You scared me.

In my house you shouldn't be afraid.

Thank you. What are you staring at?

I like having a woman like you at home.

Taking care of things, and preparing dinner.

I'll stick around until you get sick of me.

You know something?

I'm free. The police closed the club.

That's great.

- You can spend more time training. - Fuck training.

Let's go to bed, now!

No, let me go!

What's wrong?

We need to have a serious talk.

What's wrong?

Tell me what's wrong.

- I need to tell you something important. - So tell me.

No, it's very important.

Well what is it?

Out with it!

I wanted to tell you before we went to bed.

But I'm embarrassed.

And afraid your reaction will be like the other men.

Well what is it?

Look.

Physically, I'm not a real woman.

But...

But, well...

How is it possible?

Why didn't you tell me before?

Why did you deceive me?

You had this coming!

I don't want to see you here when I get back.

I can't believe it.

Hey, friend. What are you looking at?

The structure of the building.

Why?

Because it's horribly chaotic.

Well that's your opinion.

Who are you to criticize it? What do you know?

I'm an architect.

I'm writing a thesis on the misuse of modern architecture in this city.

You think this is misused?

But, it's beautiful.

Look at that.

- You like that? - It's original.

I like it.

Why do you have to bring us down?

- Doesn't your country have ugly buildings? - Not that ugly.

Come here, my tourist.

Please, get me 411-7477 in Barcelona.

Dr. Angel, please.

It's Muriel.

Bonjour, Doctor.

Do you have the results of my analysis?

Yes, tell me the truth.

It's not a mistake?

It's okay.

I'll come to Barcelona right away.

Merci, Doctor.

I'm closely studying the structures.

Hey, honey.

What are you doing here this late?

Can't you guess? I'm here to stay.

Maybe I'll stick around if I enjoy myself.

But it's impossible. I'm only here for a few days.

What a cool place.

Nice bed.

I like it.

But I have to leave for Holland in an hour.

Then we'll go to Holland. I like seeing the world.

Are you crazy? I'm not a rich man.

I'm unemployed.

Unemployed in Holland is better than employed in Spain.

Hello?

A girl is on her way my room? You don't say!

I'm sorry but you can't stay here.

You think you can get rid of me that easily?

- Here in Spain I'm a minor. - You can't stay.

I'm sorry, but...

you can't stay.

You can't?

Yes, you can.

Carmina, it's Ana. I'm at the Belroy.

I'm with a tourist. He's crazy about me.

Impossible to get rid of.

Ángel Antequera? I can't miss it.

I'll make my tourist take me.

That's how we do it here.

Ciao!

Oh, tourist! My pretty little tourist!

How are you, honey?

I'm beat.

Well fix yourself up. Tonight, we're going to see Ángel Antequera.

Who's that?

You don't know Ángel Antequera?

You should be embarrassed.

Ángel Antequera is one of the most famous artists in Spain.

One of the best in the world.

No, I don't know him. I don't know who he is.

Well tonight you will.

Fix yourself up and let's go.

You don't want to take me to see him?

Take me.

I don't want to see anyone.

- Honey. - No.

Come on, honey.

- Take me, please. - No.

- Get up, honey. - No.

Get up.

Girls, come here.

- You have to change. - You're ruining our fun.

Currillo is busy tonight.

He's looking for his childhood friend.

But he'll come right after.

Look who it is! Why aren't you dressed up?

Aren't you going to your husband's show?

It's tonight at the Sala México.

We'll be there.

I never miss this sort of show.

He doesn't like us to come on the first night.

Why not? Let's arrange it right now.

You're invited to Lola Clavijo's table!

Thank you. Maybe we'll see you there.

I hope so. Bye.

- Goodbye. - See you later.

Goodnight.

Come on, girls. Let's get ready.

Let's go see your father.

Hey, Lola!

Hey, did you see who's over there?

It's Lola Clavijo!

Lola Clavijo?

Don't tell me you don't know an artist that famous.

Well, I don't.

You've never heard "Tortillita Española?"

I'm not familiar. No one in Holland knows it.

You don't know anything in Holland, do you?

Almost nothing.

Well, I'm going to ask for an autograph.

Watch this, would you?

And don't leave!

Miss Clavijo, can I have your autograph?

Anything you want, dear.

Do you have a pen there?

How nice.

Just like in the movies.

Just like it!

I'm going to take the autograph with us to Holland.

To remember this moment.

We're going to Holland, aren't we?

There is a Spanish artist

who has always

been an inspiration to me.

That person, ladies and gentlemen,

is the very...

Lola Clavijo!

Thank you!

Thank you!

Let's hear it!

The Philadelphia Symphonic Orchestra.

Hey fatso, did you ever spend a night with my boyfriend?

What's wrong?

Tired after making l'amour with me?

Faire l'amour doesn't make me tired.

Listen.

I want to say...

that whatever happens...

I won't ever forget you.

I'll love you forever.

Understand?

Oh my.

Papa.

Look at that makeup.

Hush!

Let's go.

Olé!

Hey, do you think you'll take me to Holland?

I want to hear you say it.

Terrific!

You're terrific!

Long live Spain!

Thank you, thank you!

Olé!

Thank you very much.

Now I'm going to take a moment

to change for the next number.

Very soon, in just a moment,

I'll be back for you.

Ana, where are you going? I've been looking for you.

- Let go of me, you idiot. - What have you been up to?

What does it matter to you?

You're mine, understood?

- Go away. - Where are you going?

I could get a lot of money tonight.

That changes everything.

- I could be the love of your life again. - Come with me.

Where's Curillo?

I don't see him.

Do you know where he is?

Don't worry. I'll go look for him.

Juana.

What are you doing here?

We had to see you.

How dare you bring the girls!

It's not a big deal to have two moms.

For me either.

Girls...

- Papa! - My girls...

How could you go so long without seeing them?

That's over.

Ángel.

Don't leave us again.

No.

Never again.

Go back to your seat, and you'll see.

Hello.

- What are you doing here? - I need a job.

Don't you have a boyfriend?

- Yes, but we broke up. - You broke up?

But you were so in love.

And it's over.

But why?

You can guess why.

- Where's Ángel? - In his dressing room.

That's tough. But don't be silly.

Charo!

Charo!

It's Paco.

I heard you were here.

What are you doing here?

Why did you come here?

I don't want to see you with this riffraff.

You told me you didn't want to see me again.

We'll talk about it. Come on.

Come with me.

Yes!

Amilivia, dear.

I have bad news.

I've been robbed of everything.

Yes, everything.

I have absolutely nothing left.

The diamond too. They took everything.

They've left me...

poorer than ever.

The Marquess wasn't my boyfriend.

It was all a lie.

From Seville...

the bastard was from Oviedo!

We'll see how you put it.

You won't make me look bad?

Careful, I never declared them on my taxes!

No.

No, don't say anything.

I'll call you tomorrow.

You said you won't make me look bad?

Yes.

Goodbye, dear. Talk to you tomorrow.

How silly of me.

My necklaces are here.

And my diamonds too.

You're a dear!

I love you so much!

Now listen to me.

You're going to listen to whatever I say from now on.

All right.

Good.

Do you know who the man in your life will be from now on?

No.

Me.

- Are you a lesbian all of a sudden? - Maybe you'll like it.

And...

What will we tell Amilivia?

Are you sure you'll stay with us?

Now that I'm with you...

Of course I'm sure.

How could you leave us for so long?

When I left...

I wanted to do something.

I wanted to treat you right.

Then, something happened.

The problems piled up.

For a few days, I didn't feel like eating.

Of course I thought...

I thought about you

I almost came back many times.

Or called you.

Why didn't you?

I would have taken you back.

Why didn't you?

I was very ashamed.

I couldn't...

return to my failure.

One day, I thought about doing drag.

It's really difficult...

It's really difficult...

to bear the jokes.

When everyone calls you a faggot.

And it's ridiculous.

I didn't dare...

to be with you...

and embarrass you.

You would've said your husband

is a loser,

dressed like a woman.

I thought it was better if you forgot me.

Hey, quit it!

Do you know Pac-Man, Dad?

No, what's that?

You have to insert coins.

I don't know what I have.

I didn't come prepared.

Let's see...

but, it won't fit.

Hold on.

Maybe in here.

Let's see...

Ah, here you go!

One.

Two.

One.

Two.

Let's see if I can whip you into shape.

I'm sorry, Paco, but I'm not very sporty.

Well, start.

All right.

Maybe I'll be a champion.

And make a lot of money.

Maybe pay for an operation, because I don't like men.

How's that?

Thank you.

Come on.

One.

Two.

One.

It's the month of November,

and the police are idle.

Discos and restaurants have closed down.

Blanca and Susana

have their final show this evening

before the cleaning ladies

sweep away their posters.

A nostalgic man

looks for the last thong of the season,

unsuccessfully.

The tourists have already gone.

The season is over.

Benidorm has become sad.

Boring.

Lonely.