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You're very late. I thought you wouldn't come.

The bracket.

They're so beautiful.

What are you waiting for?

Oh, yes, the tip. -Let me give it to him.

That's what I told her.

Why did you do all this? It's the least we can do.

You didn't have to bother to do this for my niece, Herminia.

My mom is pleased, you know she likes children a lot.

Come on, Ramirí­n, take this.

You must be brave. Do you think I don't suffer?

Come on.

Take it.

Good boy.

AUNT TULA

They celebrate the last rosary this evening.

(CHILDREN SINGING)

(BURPING)

There seems to be a crease. Let me see.

Straighten up.

Turn around. Yes, it's on your back.

It's the lining, I'll have to unstitch it. Yes­.

Leave me alone.

Daddy, Julita.

Tell our aunt.

Aunt.

Julita is crying.

My darling.

Quiet, my darling.

You'll go back to school tomorrow.

Don't cry, please.

And Ramirí­n will go back, too.

You must study very hard.

So that your mum is very proud and smiles.

He'll help us all.

You'll see.

Ramiro.

Why don't you have a rest?

And I'm going back to office tomorrow, too.

Is it you, auntie? Yes, darling, who else?

Where are you, darling?

Here!

Will you tie it for me? Wait a moment.

I'm going to take off my coat.

Is your brother awake? Yes, he's in the bathroom.

Hurry you, Ramirí­n, or you'll be late.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

It's a quarter to, Ramiro!

Will you tie it for me?

It's very late, Ramiro! This is your breakfast!

Come on. Now, my darling.

Auntie, why did Christ Child call cousin Gabrielita...

..when she was about to die? Because she was very good.

Bye, auntie! Take your scarf, Ramirín!

So, won't I receive my First Communion this year?

No, not this year, you'll receive it next year.

It's all ready, darling.

Tell Sister Josefina that you won't because we are in mourning.

I'll talk to her.

Am I going to wear a white dress next year?

Of course, darling.

Bye, aunt. Bye.

Don't forget it, auntie.

Ramiro, put on your pyjamas when you're in the bathroom.

Our neighbours could see you. Nobody can see me in the hallway, Tula.

Let's make it clear, Ramiro. I'm the one who's bothered.

As you wish, sister-in-law.

(SINGING MASS)

Welcome!

I was really looking forward to seeing you! So was I!

I was about to rate the films when they told me:

"Tula is in the our circle".

I couldn't resist coming to hug you.

Are you happy now? Excuse me.

What then, Tula?

No, not now, I'll let you know.

I have to think about it carefully because...

Tula, it's the wardrobe, I can't tidy it and we have little time.

I'm also in a great hurry.

I'll be waiting for you opposite the casino.

Listen, Tula...

I'm sorry, Tula, I didn't know anything. Thank you.

How are you, Father? Fine, my Child.

How is your family? Very fine, Father.

I have faith in you, you have a great responsibility.

There are little people as ready as you. Ask a lot for me, Father.

I do, Tula.

I've a question, Father. -Let's see.

(SPEAKING QUIETLY)

That's not so important, my Child!

That's nonsense!

Are you leaving, Father? -Did you cook any meal for me?

No, it's just I'd like to close and give the keys to Damiana.

You can close. Goodbye. -Goodbye, Father.

Goodbye, Father.

How is Amarita? She's getting by, poor girl.

She's so loving.

(BELLS TOLLING)

Hello!

Damiana!

Here you are the keys. -Very well, madam, goodbye.

Don't look, don't look.

How's that possible? Just pretend.

Didn't you say no to him?

Is he coming behind us?

Yes­.

-Don't leave me alone, he's so boring. -He's a real burden.

It isn't funny. He's alway stalking me.

He should be ashamed!

He should understand it's not possible.

This one seemed so polite.

Otherwise, do you think I wouldn't be so bothered?

Is he still following us?

Yes.

He's in a bad mood again.

Making you feel such embarrassment... And he's aware of it.

He's making feel very very embarrassed.

You must feel like putting up with such a man.

Look who's coming there.

We can't go to the cinema on Sunday.

Tula, look behind you. Don't be crazy.

Tula, look back. You're putting me to shame.

Come on, let me go in the middle.

All right, you say.

I'm intrigued. Is anything serious? About the bank? Not, nothing special.

How could I say? A delicate, personal matter.

Please, don't bother, mistress Cinta.

I never drink before lunch.

The muscatel is a tonic.

Come on, drink!

Here you are the bottle, in case you want to drink more.

I don't know where to beging.

I've always liked your sister-in-law, you know.

Yes, of course. Rosa told me something about it.

She's never said an emphatic "no" to me.

Yes, she's very hard on me. After your wife died,

I let it go. I thought it wasn't the right time.

Here I am again and... I don't know what's wrong with her.

She'd never say hello to me.

She goes in the middle when going with her friends

so that I can't get close to her.

I got a letter yesterday.

From her. Read it. It's not necessary, Emilio.

Read it to me.

It's nothing serious. No, please.

Well, I'll read it to you.

"My dear friend..." Here­!

"I've asked the Virgin to let me see clearly this decision".

"I've got a family, nephews and my brother-in-law.

I can't leave them.

I promised my sister Rose to take care of them."

"And I'm very glad to do it".

"I thank you so much your compliments, which I think I don't deserve".

"I asked the Virgin for you to find a good, Christian wife".

"An affectionate hug for your mother...

..and for you, the fondness of whom you know appreciates you, Tula".

I don't know what to think.

Tula never talked me about this.

Tell me what you need, and I can do it...

What do you advise me? What can I tell you?

I don't know... Maybe... Interced, please, Ramiro.

It's not wise to insist after getting this letter.

You put me in a difficult position. Do me the favor.

No, don't get me wrong. It's not you, it's Tula. She's so special...

Well...

I'll see what I can do.

Take it seriously. And regarding my intentions...

Don't mention it! That's for sure.

Everybody knows we're all very formal.

This city and more and more boring every day.

I know, I know...

Wait, Ramiro, take this.

- For the children. - For God's sake. - And for Tula.

What do you take the trouble to...? It's not a trouble.

You'll see they'll like it. So, thank you so much.

- Not at all. - Thanks to you, Ramiro.

Goodbye.

(KNOCKING ON THE DOOR). Ramiro!

Why are you so late? The children have already gone.

Did you buy the sweets?

It's a present from mistress Cinta. For you and for the children.

Won't you change your clothes?

I haven't got time, we begin at 4.

Put the serviette.

All right.

I didn't put out the fire because of you. The kitchen is all untidy.

You are so pretty.

It's no wonder that Emilio is in love with you.

He's so tactless.

Looking foolish is not enough for him.

I think it's understandable. No, it isn't, Ramiro.

- Why does he have to pester you? - I'm family, Tula.

Tell him it's useless. He won't get anything.

I'm tired of him following me.

He won't get anything, not even thanks to you.

Tell him. I'm happy and I won't get married.

It's your right.

Why didn't you just tell it to him, without apologising?

- I don't need to apologise. - Tula, you put us in a difficult position.

- He's even read me your letter. - I can't believe it, Ramiro.

Do you think I use my children as an excuse?

I love them, and I couldn't love them more if I were their mother.

Your children really need me.

So, you don't get married because of the children.

- I don't want to get married because I can't put up with a man. - Well?

Why do you put up with me? What's wrong with you today?

You're my brother-in-law, I don't need to put up with you.

But I'm a man, am I not?

Take, you're going to be late.

Hurry up.

Please.

Tula.

Tula! Yes?

I didn't explain myself.

- Listen, you must think about it. - Don't brood on it, Ramiro.

- I always think about it carefully when I take a decision. - I know, Tula.

You're going to sacrifice yourself for nothing.

The children will grow up, they'll want to live on their own.

- They'll get married and you'll be alone. - So will you.

Yes, but I can get married again.

Or you could die. Or I could die.

Very well, sister-in-law.

- What if I get married? - You? - Yes. What if I get married?

How can you say that when my sister has just died?

- I just said that because of you. - Don't you have any feelings?

- You're going to be late for the office! - Tula!

Give me flowers.

Ramirí­n!

Don't go too far.

(SOUND OF CRYING)

Daddy, daddy!

(SOUND OF CRYING)

Ramirí­n!

(CRYING AND SOBBING)

- Calm down. - Come on, don't be like that!

Calm down!

Why? Why did he do it?

- Why did he do it? For God's sake! - Calm down!

He had everyhing he wanted!

I bought him the sewing machine not two months ago!

Daddy!

Come on, calm down!

I won't be able to console myself! No!

Let's go, my son.

Take her away from here, madam.

Don't you see this is very painful for her?

Yes, take her away. Try to comfort her.

Put it on, it's almost new, it belonged to my sister Rosa.

I thought about dyeing and wear it myself.

- Thanks, miss Tula. - Give me your child.

He's so cute!

Look at those little hands.

- Little angel. - Give me, don't you bother.

Leave me with him. And take that. Yes, come on.

Thanks, miss Tula.

It's my sister-in-law's. We are in mourning.

And you try to give me the rest of the money.

- Everything has a limit. - Of course, miss Tula.

- We've taken him to the ear doctor. - Oh, I'm so sorry.

It's very cold these days.

My brother-in-law is in bed with a sore throat.

- I hope Don Ramiro gets well soon. - Thanks.

Wait, I've got a present for your son.

It's a Cambridge dictionary. Will you see him in the seminary?

Yes, madam.

Give it to him and tell him to pray for me.

- I'll tell him to thank you. - Not at all.

And you pay me on time.

If you're going to pay me in May, it must be in May.

You must be considerate.

- I've already told him to pay you in May. - I hope so.

- Bye, miss Tula. - Bye.

How beautiful!

Bye, miss Tula.

Close the door, madam, don't you get a cold.

- Come on. Go down. - Bye, miss Tula.

Ramiro, get up and breath the vapours.

Meanwhile, I'll tidy your room.

- Oh, Tula. - Ramiro, don't be a child.

The tenants have already left.

This mattress is so hard. It's no wonder you can't sleep.

I'll have to buy a new mattress.

I'll put clean sheets.

Take, here you are.

Get out of my way, you're disturbing me.

- I look like a ghost. - Sit down, you could get sick.

I've had such bad days, Tula. If it weren't for you...

You men complain about everything. That sore throat is nothing.

I'm going to open a bank account for the children.

They must get used to being thrifty.

Come on, you can go to bed now.

Close your eyes, it could sting them.

With this beard you have...

Raise your head.

- We'll try to buy the TV in May. - I'm getting tired.

- You're worse than a little child. - What would we have done without you?

- You would have made do. - Look at me now...

- ...with this sore throat. - You're exaggerating.

- You've just been 4 days in bed. - No, Tula, it's not that.

You'd better sleep.

Tula!

Tula!

No more Tula, stop it.

- And don't do that again. - I don't understand you, Tula.

I do understand you very well.

(RINGING THE DOORBELL)

Tulita!

Open, it's your brother!

Hello, aunt!

I'm hungry, what are we going to eat?

Something you like very much. Rice?

We eat rice almost every day.

An absolutely delicious thing.

Daddy liked it a lot, and when mommy was alive,

- ...I went to your house to cook it. - Rubí­n!

Come, you grateful childa.

You always come in like a wild horse, bumping into the walls.

- You selfish and indifferent. - Where's Tulita?

She must be there.

Don't get her furious, she's a bit ill.

She hasn't gone to school today.

- Tulita! - I'm here!

Ramirí­n!

(SINGING)

(SINGING) You've dressed to nines, haven't you?

(SINGING)

(SINGING)

Auntie, auntie...

Have you fallen?

- Auntie, auntie! - Come on, darling, don't cry.

- Auntie... - It's nothing.

Did you get hurt?

- Don't cry, honey. - It's broken.

It's only the glass, we'll put another one.

I didn't get hurt, auntie.

So don't worry, honey, be a good girl.

Ramirí­n!

You never care about your sister!

She's fallen and almost cut herself with the glasses.

Take it off! You're so disrespectful!

What's in your hands?

- Whose letters are these? - It seems daddy's writing.

They were there.

"Forgive me, Rosa, don't think that I meant to insult you...

...last night. I swear...

..I would done my best".

"I'll look for you tonight again. Rosa, don't get angry with me.

I love you like I've never loved anyone.

And that's why I couldn't restrain myself".

"I hope you'll forgive me and I promise I'll never try again".

"We must marry as soon as possible, I need it, I love you".

"Meanwhile, I kiss your hands, your arms,...

...your eyes, your nape, your lips. Yours, Ramiro".

It's all right, Ramirín. What are you doing down there?

I dropped something.

Get up and don't be foolish!

(DOOR OPENING)

It's your father.

- Daddy, daddy! - Hello, son.

Daddy, Tulita has promised not to speak for two days.

You big-mouthed, Ramirí­n, you're talking too much!

Good evening, sister-in-law.

What is my angel doing?

Ramirí­n, leave your sister alone!

Why don't you sit down in the night table? We don't fit here.

It's very hot, when the girl gets better,...

...I won't turn on the heater again.

You can sit down here, daddy!

Finish your homework and don't be lazy.

Why is the alarm clock here?

Of course, my father can't explain it to me and then I...

And then you're always complaining.

Ramiro, why don't you explain maths to him?

- And stop moving, you get me very nervous. - It's all right.

What's wrong with you tonight?

Take also the notebook and the pencil.

To study Maths you must write a lot of numbers.

Let's see.

Daddy, Tulita was fooling around this morning...

...and has broken cousin's painting.

You've already made her cry.

You have no feelings.

Honey.

- Poor little girl, it's nothing. - It's not so serious, Tula.

It was just a joke.

You don't behave well, Ramirín.

You're always teasing your sister.

Girls are very weak.

But you...

Whenever you have nothing better to do...

Don't cry, honey.

Don't pay attetion to them, they're very bad.

You're spoiling her too much.

Well... That's what I think.

Don't cry, honey.

Come on, you're going to sleep with me.

Ramirín.

- Go and buy a packet of cigarettes. - Give me some money for "El Jabato".

Take, and don't be late. You know, the heat is on.

Bye, aunt!

Animal!

You can sit down now where you want.

It's all for you. Like a king.

You're pampering him, he behaves worse and worse every day.

He's clumsier, more absent-minded, more...

Don't exaggerate, Tula, he's only a child.

Do you think I'm exaggerating? Have a look at this.

Do you still think I'm exaggerating?

- It's just part of growing up. - Is that everything you have to say?

It's obscene.

You should scold him.

Don't get me into more trouble, Tula.

I want to be quiet when I get back home.

- I also have my own problems. - Don't dodge the issue, Ramiro.

I'd like your problems to be in my head.

It's much easier for you to make me bear everything.

All right, Tula, you're right. I've neglected the boy.

I don't really feel well. Moreover, I trust you completely.

You know a lot more about these things.

I don't know what happens to me.

No, it's not that I'm ill. I feel nervous... I feel strange.

I've been this way for some time.

- I can't sleep. - That has nothing to do...

...with the fact that you can reprimand your son if he needs it.

Everything else is nothing but excuses.

- I asked you to help me with the child and you refused. - No, Tula.

You don't really know what I mean.

You'll see...

You know I've been married. On the other hand, my children...

I've been thinking about it a lot lately.

Tula...we can't go on this way.

Listen, I can't even dare to tell you...

Tula...

I think...

...we should get married.

You and I live together, we see each other every day...

Ramiro... For God's sake, my sister!

My sister... My sister...

My sister, Ramiro, my sister.

No, Tula, don't be like this.

The children need you, it's for you. Listen to me, listen to me...

Leave me, Ramiro, leave me! Didn't you love Rosa?

You don't respect me.

Yes, yes, I respect you. Yes, I loved her.

Think about the children, Tula.

Who could have imagined it, Ramiro?

If anybody had told me you'd behave this way,...

...I've would have spit in his face.

(ALARM CLOCK SOUND)

Auntie, I can speak, give me some water!

You didn't understand what I really mean.

It's a pity...

Auntie, you're trembling.

Here you are the water, honey.

I'll speak to Sister Josefina tomorrow.

You're going to receive your First Communion.

Yes, auntie.

And we'll take communion with you. We must solve a lot of problems.

I'll ask a lot for you.

- Did you pray for me? - Yes­.

You'll also pray for daddy tonight.

- But daddy's not dead. - He could die.

- You can also die. - Then pray also for me­.

(SOUND OF DOOR OPENING AND CLOSING)

Ramirí­n!

- What do you want, auntie? - Where have you been?

- I went to buy some cigarettes for daddy. - Where's daddy? - He's in the dining room.

Go with him and don't leave him alone.

Don't leave him alone for a moment.

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(RELIGIOUS MUSIC AND CHOIR OF CHILDREN)

Come.

It's a very touching moment.

Isn't it?

Did you remember Rosa?

Come on, let's go.

(PLAYING THE PIANO)

No, it's this way.

(HUMMING A SONG AND PLAYING THE PIANO)

Aren't you going to go out?

- What time will you come back? - At the usual time.

You know I like the children to have dinner early.

- Bye, daddy. - Bye.

Won't you give me a kiss?

- Did you put on your boots to play? - Yes, auntie.

Why don't you go to the casino?

I don't know.

You should go out and get some fresh air. It's a lovely day.

Thursday is also a holiday.

This way, see it?

For God's sake, don't look at me that way.

- Am I well dressed? - Of course you are.

- Bye, Tula. - Bye.

(MUSIC)

- Excuse me. - Yes, of course.

- Is Mariano still around? - Mariano?

- An old man who makes a very delicious coffe pot. - I think I don't know him.

- It must have been long time ago. - Not long ago, last summer.

- I've been working here for just three months.

- I could ask someone. - No, thank you.

- Darling. - Yes?

- Would you mind lending me your brush? - Didn't you bring yours?

I can't find it.

Take it.

Get on.

Come on!

- What's up? - It's always the same.

(TALKING ABOUT THE WEATHER AND THE ROADS)

(TALKING ABOUT THE WEATHER AND THE ROADS)

(TALKING ABOUT THE WEATHER AND THE ROADS)

(PEOPLE ARGUING)

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- You've come in the wrong moment, Ramiro. - Hello, Emilio.

Incidents, you know.

I was taking a walk. And you?

I was just having a look, you know me.

- There's only scum here, as they say. - I see.

If I had waited for you to phone me...

I didn't tell you anything because you already know how reserved Tula is.

I couldn't find anything out. She told not to meddle in her things.

That's all.

My mother had already supposed it and she is a very intelligent woman.

I don't know what she had supposed.

Let's go, Emilio, I don't want any trouble.

I'm coming.

Nothing bad. You must understand it:

The fact that you live with Tula would make matters worse.

- I don't understand you. - Yes, Ramiro.

It's very strange that you live in her house.

- That's not strange at all. Why? - I mean, that way­...

You and Tula will end up marrying.

- Emilio, what are you doing? - I'm coming right now!

And I can assure you I'd be glad.

- You can believe me, Ramiro, I say this sincerely. - All right.

I'd better not listen to you.

(CALLING EMILIO AGAIN)

Don't give any importance to what we've just talked.

You know you're a good friend. Not to mention Tula.

My mother appreciates her a lot. If you need anything...

Bye! Give my greetings to Tula!

(PEOPLE ARGUING)

(PEOPLE ARGUING)

(BELL TOLLING)

(SOUND OF CARS IN THE STREET AND PEOPLE LAUGHING)

(DOG BARKING)

(BELL TOLLING)

(KNOCKING ON DOOR) Ramiro, you're very late!

- For God's sake, I'm in a great hurry. - Ramiro!

What are you doing?

No...

(KNOCKING ON THE DOOR)

- Don't you want to get married? - No, Father, he has disrespected me.

He had no dignity, how can a man get so low?

I already told you about the problems.

- I never gave him any reason. - I know that's true.

But it's also true that he asked you to marry him.

Yes, Father, but I know who I am.

He lives his life his own way but I'm not like my sister.

You are avoiding the question.

I see you're very proud and I really don't like.

No, Father, it's not pride, I'm just making myself respectable.

He should worship the ground I walk on, after everything I've done for them.

- I've always lived for them. - Yes, it's true.

But you live in the same house.

You wash his clothes, make his bed, you see each other every day.

- It's not strange that he wants to marry you. - But, Father...

Of course, he didn't behave well but...

...you must keep in mind that he had already asked you to marry him.

- Father... - No, Tula, let me finish.

You should have taken a decision at that very moment.

Since you didn't do it then, you must do it now.

And it must be the best decision. You're not a fool, Tula.

- No, Father, I won't get married. - You're not coming to your senses.

Let's take it one step at a time.

Are you afraid of anything? Any physiological scruple?

Listen, my daughter, there are a lot of women who are afraid...

...of being alone with a man before getting married. Do you understand me?

If that's the reason, you aren't the first one,

- ...and nature will put things straight. - No, that's not the reason.

- Do you hold a grudge against him? - No, I've forgiven him sincerely.

- But I won't get married. - What about your nephews, Tula?

Have you ever thought that they need a mother?

Who better than you? You!

I don't need to get married to take care of them.

So, we're right back where we started. Have you made any progress? No.

Since you are so stubborn, you mustn't leave it until tomorrow.

Right now, when you get back home, pack their things...

...and let them go. Because, what can you do with such a man­?

If the thing continues, everybody will know, even the children.

Everybody ends up knowing about these things.

And that's a sin.

He can go if he wants, but I won't let the children go.

Do you think he'll go without them?

You have blinders on, Tula.

I don't really know you.

You don't have any right to ask him to live without his children.

You must realise there are only two possible solutions.

Either you marry him, or he leaves your house.

And since you came here to ask about my opinion,...

...I advise you to get married.

I think he will be a good husband and a good father.

- You need to get out of this situation. - It's all his fault.

Tula, don't beat around the bush.

You must be practical. You must solve this problem.

- Father, I'm not the solution to anyone. - That's arrogance, my daughter.

Look at yourself, that's arrogance.

I don't think so, Father, it's just respect for myself.

Tula. Tula! Where are you going?

- Hello! - Hello, uncle Pedro.

Move away, Ramirín!

- Hello, uncleo Pedro, how are you? - It's been a very long time, Tula!

- Years. What about Juanita? - She's a woman now, you'll see her.

- This is Ramiro, Rosa's husband. - Nice to meet you.

- And these are the children. - Hello.

- What a pity. We met on the wedding day. - I don't remember you.

- Of course, that was some 10 years ago. - 14. - 14?

- Shall we go? - Wait, uncle. The suitcases, Ramiro.

Oh, yes.

Excuse me! Those over there!

I see this village hasn't changed much, I like it more and more every day.

- How beautiful! - Nothing has really changed, you'll see.

- I hope so. - How cold!

- We don't want to bother you, uncle. - No, Tula, it's no bother at all.

You'll stay here. There's plenty of room.

Come in.

It's very hot in here.

Juanita is cleaning the houses of the summer visitors.

- Do you want to have a drink? - No, uncle, thanks.

- Sit down, Ramiro, don't stand there. - Thanks.

Cousin Gabrielita is in that picture, aunt!

Shhh!

All right, but don't shout.

Leave her, Ramiro, you're all in your house.

This fruit seems delicious.

For you, honey.

Aunt...

For God's sake, uncle, let Ramiro do that.

- Yes, please, don't bother. - It's nothing, you must have a rest now.

- What a beatiful garden! - Let me see! - Move away!

Behave!

When can we go down to the garden, auntie?

Whenever you wish.

We'll go down, too.

I mean, if you want.

- You'll see how beautiful it is. - This way.

- Hello, Juani! - Come and say hello to your cousins!

- I'm going right now, father. - And bring the garden key.

You must have run a lot across this yard, Tula.

You're right.

- You told me there was also a river, aunt. - Yes.

Juani!

You're very beautiful!

Look at the children.

And this is Ramiro.

- Come on, Tulita, let's go! - You run very fast!

If you could have seen all this after the war...

How beautiful!

Take it easy.

There are still some ruined places.

There isn't a breath of wind.

The priest says Juanita sings very well.

Come here!

- How could you cross over there? - I won't tell you.

- I know a saying. - Tell me.

(SAYING A STRANGE SPANISH PROVERB)

(SAYING A STRANGE SPANISH PROVERB)

I know another one.

(SAYING A STRANGE SPANISH PROVERB)

(SAYING A STRANGE SPANISH PROVERB)

(SAYING A STRANGE SPANISH PROVERB) - That's only nonsense!

- What's that? - It's the river.

Cousin! Won't you have a bath?

No, honey, I won't.

They are so ugly!

Look at them, auntie, they're so ugly.

Have a quick bath, we must eat!

The water is lovely!

Come on, let's go.

Come on!

Again!

Come here!

- Come here, Tulita, don't be afraid, come here with your daddy - Come!

It's all right, honey. Go and have a bath.

- Come here! - Come, Tulita!

- That's it, Tulita. - You are a coward! - Don't tell her that, she's coming.

Ouch! The water is very cold!

Now the other little foot. Come here with your daddy.

Leave my girl alone! No, no!

Come here, Juanita, we are having a very good time!

Come here, it's much deeper!

Look how I put my head under water!

Did you see that?

Put your head under water! Very well!

That's it! So they can't laugh at you!

She's dressed!

Aunt!

Aunt!

What's happened?

For God's sake! What have you done, Juanita?

You're going to catch pneumonia.

Come here.

Did you slip?

What happened then?

- Ramiro, bring your jacket. - Yes­.

We can't leave you this way. You're wet!

Ramiro!

Give it to me and don't look.

For God's sake.

Are you coldo, Juanita? Tell me.

Are you cold?

(MUSIC)

(KNOCKING ON DOOR) Ramiro!

Ramiro.

- Is anything wrong? - No.

I've come down to drink some water. I can't sleep.

I can't sleep with that either.

If you don't feel well, let me know, Ramiro.

All right.

(CLOSING THE DOOR)

Please, go.

Go...

Shhh! Don't be afraid,.

- Go, please. - Yes­, Juanita.

Please, go.

2 bags, the suitcases, the box of buns, the Virgin.

- I want to carry the Virgin, aunt! - The basket.

- It's late for you. - If we forget anything, send it to us.

We haven't said goodbye to Juanita, aunt.

Yes, you're right. Where's Juanita?

Juanita!

Juanita! Juani!

Juanita!

Juanita!

Juanita!

- She's not here. - She's not there!

She's not there!

- Will you be in the garden? - No, I've just been there.

This girl...

I'm sure she's waiting for us in the bus.

I've also put in some quinces.

Hang them down from the ceiling.

Tell Juani to come on Christmas Eve.

(INAUDIBLE SPEAKING)

I think we put too much cinnamon! We're going to get drunk!

Don't come in yet, we're cooking something.

Sorry, Tula, but we are very excited.

It's incredible.

-Oh, sorry. - Tula, Herminia.

- Come in, darling. - Hello, Paquita.

Be careful, they're ironing the shawl.

- It's really beautiful. - It's a true chantilly.

Every bride in the family got married wearing it.

The great-grandmother was the first one.

- It's a very fine off-colour! - It's the patina.

Give me.

We lend it to the Virgin in the village every year...

- ...so that she can wear it in the Las Candelas procession.

- Where's Jobita?

- She's with the others. - Let's see them all.

Bye, darling.

How nice! Everything's so nice.

(SINGING THE WEDDING MARCH)

Long life Jobita! EVERYBODY: Long life!

Long live the bride and groom! EVERYBODY: Long live!

- It's great, both of them are married. - Yes, but this one here...

Well, she's getting married tomorrow.

Yes, but a marriage by proxy is very different.

I mean, you get there and suddenly find a man standing there!

- So suddenly, you must be so nervous! - You're such a fool!

In Caracas? I've got a friend there.

What I really like is Brazil. Rio must be dreamlike.

Copacabana, Bahi­a...

- Hello. - Hello. - Are you going by plane in the end?

- Rubén prefers me to go by ship. - Of course, he wants to be really sure!

- Are going by plane? - No, no, by ship.

- You're drinking very much. - Don't drink so much. - Don't say that!

(SPEAKING AND LAUGHING)

What are you laughing at?

- Explain it to me. - Don't you really understand it?

I've already told you I don't.

- Ouch, don't bite me. - It was just a caress.

You're very brute!

Come here, girls, the best is yet to come!

- Be quiet, please! - Are you ready?

- Come on! - We'll begin in Asia.

The yellow horror!

(MIMICKING CHINESE MUSIC)

(SINGING IN SPANISH)

(SINGING IN SPANISH)

(SINGING IN SPANISH)

(SINGING IN SPANISH)

One moment, girls, one moment!

Now we're going to Africa, so that you get warm.

(SINGING IN SPANISH)

(SINGING IN SPANISH)

(SINGING IN SPANISH)

(SINGING IN SPANISH)

(SINGING IN SPANISH)

(SINGING IN SPANISH)

(SINGING IN SPANISH)

(SINGING IN SPANISH)

(SINGING IN SPANISH)

(SINGING IN SPANISH)

(SINGING IN SPANISH)

(SINGING IN SPANISH)

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(SINGING IN SPANISH)

(SINGING IN SPANISH)

Is she better?

Yes, it's nothing, don't worry.

Oh, Tula, we won't get married. We won't.

- What are you talking about? - No, Tula, I won't.

And neither will you, you're so beautiful.

How would you know that, Herminia? How would you know?

See you in the afternoon, Amalita.

I'll wait in the city centre, don't miss it.

I think... today Herminia...

- Bye, Tula. - Bye, darling.

Ramiro.

We had a party today, Jobita's hen party.

I'm a bit drunk, Ramiro.

We had to put Herminia in bed.

- Are the children come? - Yes­. - She'll wear a beautiful dowry.

The Venezuelan has paid for it, just imagine.

You should see how excited she is.

I wish she were very lucky.

I have to talk to you, that's why I left work early.

What's wrong?

Tell me.

Uncle Pedro is here with Juanita.

I prefer to tell it to you myself.

I must marry her.

She's pregnant.

But... when?

- When did you know it? - A week ago.

Uncle Pedro wrote to me.

I want you tell it to the children.

The wedding will be soon, I've requested a transfer to the bank.

With a girl, Ramiro. How disgraceful!

I'm not the first one in this situation­.

Not even the last one.

You can't understand it. You are a woman and it's different.

I didn't with Rosa for long.

Then, I looked for you.

- In good faith, and you know it. - What do I know? What?

- I just know very well what you're looking for. - I loved you.

I love you.

- I'll do as you say. - As I say? Marry her!

What kind of man are you? And if you don't love her, deal with it.

You have never loved anyone, you never loved my sister...

And you say you love me? You're lying! Liar!

Shameless! You want me to take care of the children...

What do you care about your children?

You only care about "that"! Dirty!

Tula, I won't allow you...!

This is my house and I say whatever I want!

You should should worship the ground I walk on.

- This is my house! - Your house? - Yes!

- All right, you stay here. - ¡Sí!

- I'm leaving! - Go, go, go!

You won't take the children with you, you won't!

Not the children...

The children are mine.

You're going to get hurt.

Aunta Tula! Daddy's not coming!

Don't be impatient, honey, he's checking in.

Daddy!

Here you are a snack for the trip.

Don't let the children drink any water in the stations.

If they are thirsty, give them some fruit.

Let's go.

- Daddy! - Hello, my daughter.

- Daddy! - Yes, yes, I'm coming.

You're very late, daddy.

Daddy!

Come on, Tula, the train's leaving.

Aunt, aunt...

- Bye, aunt Tula. - Ramirín.

Bye, auntie.

Bye, Tula, I wish you good luck. Honestly, Tula.

Aunt.

(GIRL CRYING)

- Please, Ramiro, come on All Saints' Day. - Yes­.

Let the children come and see their mother.

CHILDREN: Auntie, auntie!

Ramiro...

Bye, aunt Tula!

Auntie, auntie!

Ramiro.