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Stop.

- Is he coming? - Yes.

Are you okay?

Montserrat.

You'll get a cold, Montserrat.

Must you really lock us up?

You said that Isaías went out into the garden in broad daylight.

They're looking for you, Montserrat.

We cannot risk it.

You must be strong.

You told me you'd fix the light.

In the darkness the light shines for the upright.

- Want some? - No, thank you.

Give it to the children.

After they finish their soup.

Don't slurp.

There is no need to make noise when eating.

Isaías.

My name is Enric.

Stop.

How was work?

Well, the lady of the house wants to plant pansies.

But it's not the season.

The season for pansies is in August.

But she wants to plant them now and...

Now isn't the time to plant pansies.

That's true.

Pansies...

Listen.

Sorry about that earlier.

You're absolutely right.

I must be patient.

I must be strong.

I must hold on.

Turn off the heater, it's wasteful.

And get dressed, you're not a whore anymore.

Where's my book?

- I threw it away. - What?

From now on, all you have to read is here.

It's a good translation, prior to 1950.

After that date, they're useless.

They're not written for the glory of God.

They're written for the delight of the people.

I'm going to get the chamber pot.

I forgot it.

Thank you, Lord, for this meal.

And for this house, that protects us from all evil.

Thank you, Lord.

Praise be to You.

Amen.

Amen.

Have a nice day.

Goodbye.

Mom.

- Mom. - Mom.

What's wrong?

What are you doing?

Get your things, we're out of here.

Let's go.

- Mom! - Coming!

- Here. - Okay!

Come, Irene!

Come on, Enric!

Come on, I got you. Jump.

Enric.

Enric, Enric.

- Mom, I love you. - Me too.

My child.

- I love you. - Me too.

- What happened? - No, no, no.

You can't sit up.

Don't get up, you've lost a lot of blood.

Easy, it's all right now, okay?

- Hide. - You're out of danger.

Why did you go alone in the forest with the kids and in your state?

My state?

You're pregnant. You shouldn't do those things.

I'm what?

You're pregnant.

- Didn't you know? - No.

Come on, lie down. Lie down.

It's serious, my child. Listen to me.

Now you need to rest and let your husband do these things.

Who?

Eva, she's awake.

Please, come in.

- Pep. - Thank God you're well.

Miraculously, miraculously.

You almost lost the child.

But God is on our side.

God is on our side.

Don't forget that, Montserrat.

Someday, you'll understand.

Enric!

Okay.

- What are you doing? - Playing.

It's not time for playing.

Come on, very good.

Come on.

Come on!

It's not playtime.

- Close everything. - I'll get you!

Let's eat breakfast.

- Get down from there, Julia. - Wait.

- I'll be right down... - Come down!

Please.

Come down.

- Come on! - Chicken? Again?

Come on, let's have breakfast.

Very good, very good.

- Come on, let's eat breakfast. - Why did you put up that sign?

Because someone broke a window.

- "Calippo..." - What's that?

- "Cone, lemon-lime..." - A fairy food poster.

- Okay, are you done? Come on. - I want to eat one called "Solero."

Hand me the gun, please.

- Put this plate back. - Yogurt!

- Yogurt. - Can I borrow the scissors?

We'll cut the doll's hair later.

- Suit yourself. Eat your breakfast. - Give it back to me.

- Go on and play with the little gun. - I want...

I also want some water.

I had a dream today.

In my dream, behind the María Mountain

and the Lourdes Mountain, there was fire.

So, I looked out the window

and the devil was coming for me.

He grabbed me by the hair

and flew me behind the mountains,

where the fire was.

And Mom, Dad, and our new sister were there.

They were burning.

And they shrieked.

Mom and Dad will be fine.

So, why don't they come back?

They will be back.

When?

We also have this, in case you want to do something.

- Can't you stop? - No.

It hurts.

- Boy. - Girl.

- Boy. - Girl.

- Boy. - Girl.

A car, a car, a car!

- Move, I can't see! - Move over!

- Come on! Let's go. - Mom and Dad!

- Help me! - I'm going out last.

- Come, let's go. - Wait for me to put on my shoes.

Please.

My shoe!

My shoe!

She's a girl.

Mom.

What?

What's her name?

I don't know.

Come, now. Do not bother your mother.

Look after the baby.

This is a pigsty!

There's shit everywhere? This is full of shit!

- Relax, Montserrat. - Relax about what?

I just got home and I found it like this!

How will we call her?

- Lemon-lime. - Nora.

- Lemon-Lime? - No!

- Nora. - Nora!

Lemon-lime!

- Isaías. - What?

Give me the egg.

Julia.

Where should I put the potatoes that I've peeled?

What's missing?

Seven plates, seven forks, come on.

- Julia, come on. - All at the same time?

Yes, so we don't forget anything.

Come on, let's eat.

Cutlery!

Coming!

Glasses.

- Glasses. - Glasses.

Quiet, silence!

Resurrección.

Leave the sewing machine, you'll wear it out.

We need diapers for the baby.

But you can't use the machine.

I'll go to the store next month, we're not royalty.

Your mother is ill.

You have to bring the food up to her on a tray.

You'll leave it in front of the door and knock gently.

She's not coming down for lunch.

- Understood. - What's wrong with her?

She's sick.

She had a hard time delivering your baby sister.

Lemon-lime?

- What? - Lemon-lime?

Forget it.

God wanted the woman to suffer in childbirth

to remind her that she's a sinner.

So, now you must take care of her.

- Understood? - Yes.

- Yes. - Isaías.

What?

Check if you can find something in the box.

And take the rest to the barn. You may eat.

What is it?

These things are for us.

What is that?

Come on.

What's wrong with her?

What's wrong?

Mom.

What?

- Mom. - What?

What?

She's been like this all afternoon.

She's hungry, hold her.

Please, hold her.

Fine, give it to me.

Come on.

Am I so fat that you won't look at your mother's boobs anymore?

You've sucked from them too.

A lot.

You sucked so much that you left my nipples raw.

But... you were my child.

And I loved that you were so eager for me.

It was just you and me.

I was twenty years old.

Twenty years old. How silly.

I thought I was special, you know?

That I'd become a poet, a singer, an actress.

I always believed that someday I'd find my place.

And look.

I have done all this for you.

But, do you thank me?

Do you thank me?

How could you be thankful?

She'll have to get used to the bottle.

I'm taking some pills... Take her.

That lower milk production.

I don't like taking them, they make me very cranky.

But I'm not a cow! Understand?

Leave, I have a headache.

Get out of here. Get out!

Where were you?

What time is it?

Seven.

Sorry.

Today, you're coming with me.

- Where? - Outside.

What?

- I'm going out? - Yes, out.

Go on, get dressed.

Hurry up.

Isaías, let's go!

No!

- No! - No!

Isa!

It's okay.

Relax.

No!

The wind knocked down a tree and I can't do it alone.

Don't talk to anyone.

Well, hello and goodbye. That's all, nothing more.

You'll do everything I tell you to.

Man, Pep! The savior is already here.

It's about time, man, the Tramontana winds...

It's a wreck... There's a tree on the roof, branches everywhere...

- How are you? - Look at him, look at him.

He's ill, but he won't stop. He doesn't stop...

So, what, shall we do a good pruning then?

The rose bushes are ruined, the pool... All full, completely full.

- It's okay, you know that... - You brought an assistant?

Yes, he's there. Wait, I'll go get him.

He even brought an assistant.

That's nice.

- And your grades? - Great.

A gust of wind, it was so loud, like a roar...

And look... look.

I have a tree on my roof.

On the roof! You can't imagine the fright.

It fell on the girl's room, lucky she wasn't there.

She was at the library.

- It could have been worse... - Thank God.

- Will you be quick about it? - Yes.

Can you make firewood?

I'll do it today, I'll chop your firewood,

and I'll leave it neatly stacked, sure, we'll do it.

Come on, throw it all down.

Okay, bring it down.

What are you doing?

You've come to help Pep, the gardener.

Assistant.

"Assistant?"

- Okay. - Call Grandpa.

Grandpa, Mom is calling you, she wants you to go.

Okay, okay.

Come on, you can do it.

Very good, very good.

Come on. Okay.

Really, this old man...

Watching musicals all day long.

He's unbearable.

Do you like them?

You can tell me, it's okay.

Yes.

You're cute.

You could dye your hair like Kurt Cobain.

Who?

Kurt Cobain.

Nirvana... No?

Okay.

Isaías!

Let's go!

I'm coming!

No, no.

Again.

What kind of nonsense is this?

How dare they even hint that you've stolen anything?

They called you a thief to your face?

You, a good Christian, for God's sake.

- Montse, stop it! - I can't stop it!

What about you?

Scrub hard, so there's not a single drawing left. Go on, scrub!

For sure you didn't say anything.

What could I possibly say?

Well, if they dare to call you a thief,

they should sue you.

Otherwise, you'll sue them, for slander!

Some movies! Come on, man, please.

And a VHS player. We're not rabble!

We don't live in shantytowns!

If I want videotapes, I'll go to the shop and buy them myself!

What's up with you! Where were you?

What happened to you there?

Nothing, I took a blow.

- Let me see. - No, stop.

A blow, he says.

- Come here. - Being foolish, for sure.

Instead of doing what you should.

I had to set the table myself.

Look at the living room!

It's such a mess! The bathrooms are disgusting!

No one does anything in this house!

I have to do everything myself.

Yeah, that's it.

I can't stop, they must understand what's going on here.

- Let's see, listen to me. - Montserrat...

Your father has had to accept

a job in La Seu d'Urgell.

Where?

Far, very far away.

It's a five-hour drive.

He had no other choice.

Your father goes out of his way for you.

- Montse, enough. - It's not enough at all!

They must know!

He'll sleep at a relative's house, the poor man has no other choice.

Which means that things will change around here.

I'm sick, I'm not feeling well.

And your father will be absent.

You have to do your housework diligently.

- Understood? - Yes.

- Yes. - I don't have the strength!

I'm not strong enough!

We have to bake Cecilia a birthday cake.

Well, if we have to bake Cecilia a cake, bake her a cake.

- Fuck... - We're need some things.

Montserrat, relax.

Who do you think you are?

Do you think you're perfect?

You're so responsible.

So thoughtful.

Do you know what you are?

- You're proud and haughty. - Mom.

Shut up!

And a narcissist.

You think you'll find a man with that face you're making?

Would a man ever want such a haughty woman?

- Mom... - Shut up.

An ugly, egotistic woman who can't even speak?

Who could love you?

I have a headache.

My chest hurts and my back hurts.

And you have the audacity to blame me...

What are you blaming me for!

That I didn't buy cream for the damn cake?

- No. - Do talk back at me.

- Mom, stop! - Okay, Montse, calm down.

Move over, dammit.

- Fine, go upstairs. - I'm just fucking tired.

I'm very tired.

I won't leave my room anymore, that's it.

Every time I come out, you beat me up.

I can't take it. I'm telling you, I don't have the strength.

Leave.

I'm leaving.

Irene.

That's not my name.

Come.

What is this, Isa?

What are you doing?

Close the door.

Come on.

Close it!

What is this?

I don't want this.

Don't worry, okay.

Hold on, come.

Let's go with the others.

My sisters didn't let me sleep.

They didn't let you sleep? It's all right.

Come, come with me.

Come with me.

Come, sit here and don't scratch yourself.

Let's sleep. Try to sleep, okay?

Don't scratch, look.

Look what happens. Be strong.

Stay strong. Where were you?

Out.

They are worse.

I guess it's a bug from the forest.

No, Isa, this is not a bug.

What if what Dad says is true?

What? What does he say?

That you brought that from outside.

Look at all of us.

It's not a bug, it's...

The devil, right?

If not, what is it?

Isa.

Mom.

Mom.

Mom, come out, please.

Mom!

Mom, please!

The girls need you.

- Mom! - Mom, we don't know what's going on.

- Mom, open up or I'll kick it down! - No!

Mom!

Mom, what do we do?

They're sick, they need to go to the hospital.

- No, you can't! - Why?

They'd take you away!

What, Mom? Come out and we'll talk.

They're not registered, they can't go to the hospital.

- What do we do? - Pass me the phone.

- The phone! - Okay, okay, okay.

Mom, they are full of red bumps all over their bodies.

And they itch!

It's chickenpox! It is chickenpox.

It's okay, but I haven't had it and I could die.

Please, don't come near me.

- I mean it. - Come in, okay?

Someone brought it from outside. Where is your father, my God?

- Mom. - We're lost without him!

Mom!

The entire phone.

There's a book in your father's office.

It's called Home Doctor.

Chickenpox, ending in "X."

I can't go out.

Mom.

There's an infection!

An infection from outside, you have to come.

Without you we are nothing!

"A very benign disease that exclusively attacks children

and should not to be confused with smallpox..."

I feel sick.

Calm down, relax.

I'm going to put this on you, okay?

I don't want it.

I have to put it on you.

Why?

- "...and vinegar." - This book is Dad's.

Why did you break it?

It's not broken, it just got wet.

- Hold on. - See? It's wet.

- Are you better? - No.

- Well, this will help you. - I am cold.

I want hot water.

Hot water, please.

In a world so full of a number of things.

I'm sure we should all be as happy as...

But are we? No!

Definitely not! Positively not! Decidedly not!

No.

Short people have long faces.

And long people have short faces.

Big people have little humor.

And little people have no humor at all!

Make 'em laugh, Make 'em laugh.

Don't you know everyone wants to laugh?

My dad said "Be an actor, my son.

- But be a comical one!" - Isa, stop it!

Please.

No, carry on!

- Stop. - No!

- It's time... - Keep going!

To let you in on a secret.

- Which one? - What secret?

Tell us.

Tell, do tell, do tell!

Carry on, Isa!

They need to know, Resu.

There is a place outside

with a grandad and a girl.

A very pretty girl.

How pretty?

Like a virgin.

The house is called The House of Movies.

When a child has chickenpox,

a television...

appears at their home.

Like this.

Isa, it's not a good idea.

But that's a box.

You have to promise me one thing.

I'll promise anything.

You can't say a word.

- To whom? - To Mom and Dad.

- Okay. - Okay.

- I promise. - I give you...

- Don Lockwood. - Who?

What?

Singing in the Rain.

Whoa...

How did they get in there?

- But... - What's wrong with him?

No, no, no!

Why is it raining?

Is it raining here too?

No, it's not raining here.

What is that?

What's that sound in there?

How is this possible?

- Turn it off. - No.

- Please, turn it off. - Why?

Because the devil put them in there.

- No, Aina. - Turn it off.

- I won't turn it off. - Turn it off.

- No. - Turn it off!

It has nothing to do with the devil.

- Turn it off. - It's okay.

I won't turn it off.

- You can look at it if you like! - I'm won't turn it off, Aina.

Turn it off!

- She wants you to turn it off. - It's okay.

Aina, I won't turn it off.

- Aina. - Aina!

- Don't leave, Aina. - Aina, come here, please. Sit down.

Hello, out there!

Dora Bailey at Graumann's Chinese Theatre in Hollywood.

What a night! What a night!

Every star is at the premiere of Monumental Picture's.

"The Dancing Cavalier."

It will be the sensation of 1927.

Once again, we reunite those immortal screen lovers...

This is Dora Bailey.

Speaking from Graumann's Chinese Theatre in Hollywood.

What a night! Every star is at the premiere

of Monumental Picture's "The Dancing Cavalier."

Once again, we reunite those immortal screen lovers

Lina Lamont and Don Lockwood.

Here come the first stars! Sit back and relax!

- Here they come! - Hurray!

Well, Cosmo, tell me. How many years have been playing music?

Forty four thousand years.

That's a long time!

How long have you been working in film?

Many years.

Is it true that the bells will soon toll for your marriage?

Yes!

Car, car.

Take it all off, take it off.

- Who's that lady? - I don't know.

- A lady? I don't know. - I believe it's Lina Larmont.

- Kathy Selden. - Will she be... our new mother?

She's very clean...

All of you, go into the house.

Listen to me carefully.

Okay?

As you know, your mother is unwell.

And during all this time away, we've been...

Pep?

Who is that?

Let's see, Montserrat.

- Listen... - No, I have nothing to listen to.

- Who is she? - Montserrat, listen to me.

Who is she? I'm asking you.

Montse...

Are you leaving me?

You're seeing someone?

- Listen. - You're leaving me?

- Shut up, Montserrat! - I knew it.

And to top it off, you've come here with her, to my own house!

With my children!

Montserrat, this is my sister.

- Rosa. - Hello.

I'm such a fool.

My hair is crazy.

I just woke up from my nap.

I'm Montse.

She's a numerary.

- Opus Dei. - Oh, look at that!

She'll give you lessons.

- What sort of lessons? - Religion.

And everything they need to know.

Opus Dei means the "work of God."

Your Aunt Rosa has renounced to all her earthly life

and gave it to God.

She's an example to follow.

She'll teach you to be upright,

and to be good Christians.

Since your mother is in no condition now.

Pep, my love. I don't know what you mean.

- Montserrat. - I'm in tip-top condition.

Montserrat, shut up and go up to your room.

- Pep... - I want you to go to your room!

I was going upstairs to take a shower now.

Well, let's see.

We've brought...

sweaters.

It's starting to get cooler.

Monserrat, calm down, for God's sake!

Stay still.

- Hello. - Hello.

Hello.

Mom isn't doing very well.

What are your names?

- I'm Julia. - Julia.

What a beautiful name, and you?

- Aina. - Aina.

- Cecilia. - Cecilia.

- Neus. - Neus.

And Beth.

- What? - Beth.

Beth?

- What about you? - Isaías.

Resurrección.

What's the baby's name?

We're between two names.

Lemon-lime and Nora.

Lemon-lime?

I am not fit!

My child...

Mom.

My child...

- What's wrong? - Come, come.

- What is it? - Come.

- My child... - Mom, what's wrong?

Mom...

My man.

You've always been my man, haven't you?

You love me very much, don't you?

- Mom... - I'm your mommy.

Mommy loves you very much.

She does everything for you.

Mom.

What's going on?

I know I've made mistakes.

Yes, I know.

And I know Dad is a good Christian.

Dad has God.

And I try, I really do.

- I try to listen to Him. - Mom.

But I can't hear Him.

Mom, that's it.

I don't feel God, my child, you know?

I only feel guilt and a lot of pain.

A pain that burns me.

Mom, please.

Yeah.

- Have I been a good mother? - Yes.

- Yes? - Yes.

Sorry.

Wait, tomorrow is...

- Saturday. - Saturday.

I'll cook breakfast for everyone.

With fried eggs, which you love.

- All right? - Okay.

Yes, I promise.

I'm going to do it, okay?

- I love you. - Me too.

Good night, Mom.

Go on, good evening.

"Things don't create themselves.

Someone has to make them.

The table and the house, the sun, the earth and the stars

were made by someone.

The table has been made by a carpenter.

The house was made by a mason.

The sun, the earth, and the stars were made by God."

What does this mean, girls?

That God helps us?

Let's see.

We cannot see God with our eyes because He's spirit.

Right? But we know He exists because of His footprints.

It's like when we see someone's footprints on the ground

and we know that someone else has been there before us.

- Right, Beth? - Here you can see footprints.

- Sure. - Come on, Montse.

Come on.

Why are Mom and Dad leaving?

Because Mom is unwell

and she needs to find help.

What's wrong with her?

Well, she has to go to see the doctor

and we have to pray a lot for her.

Yes. We must pray for Mom.

Why does God let bad things happen to good people?

Well, Cecilia, because no one is good.

God is the only good one.

We're all infected by sin.

- All of us? - But I've already had chickenpox.

Chickenpox is not sin.

Sin is when we tell little lies, for example.

Sin is having your feet on the table

while I'm teaching.

Getting angry with your sister is a sin.

Stealing, disobeying... We have to behave ourselves.

And we have to repent when we do things wrong.

Because where will we end up if we are bad?

- In hell. - Very good.

And what is hell?

Where the demons live.

And it's the absence of God. What must we do?

Get closer to God. And we must pray a lot.

Can we watch the movie now?

No, not until Aunt Rosa falls asleep.

I'm bored.

I can't even stand the boredom.

Minute 29, second 45.

- For instance. - Well, well!

Here comes our lovely leading lady.

Gee, this wig weighs a ton!

What dope would wear a thing like this?

Everybody used to wear them, Lina.

Then everybody was a dope!

Aina, what's wrong with you?

Nothing.

- Are you okay? - Yes, I'm going to the bathroom.

Sure?

She's shitting herself.

Where's Aina?

Come on, let's go to the barn.

Aina, Aina, Aina!

Aina, what are you doing? Aina, stop, stop.

- Aina, no! - No!

- Aina! - Stop, stop.

- I hate you! Stop! - Aina!

- Cecilia. - That's it!

That's it, that's it!

- You're silly! - Cecilia!

- Stop! - Enough!

Cecilia, Cecilia.

- Please. - It is broken.

What's wrong?

What happened? Calm down.

What's wrong, what's wrong?

- What happened to you? - It came from outside.

Mom's sick because of the tape.

We're sinning!

- No, no, Aina, Aina. - Aina.

Aina, listen to me.

- Listen to me. - We're sinning.

- Aina, listen to me. - We'll go to hell, with the devil.

That's not true. Mom's problems aren't our fault.

- She's broken it! - Cecilia.

- Calm down. - Why were you breaking it?

- Calm down. - You can't do this.

- Breathe. - Now I have broken it.

- Aina. - It's all right.

- I'll buy another one. - And I wanted to watch it.

But, I've broken it.

- It's okay. - Sorry.

- No. - Sorry, sorry.

Let's see, Julia, the lines.

They're very crooked.

Didn't we say that you should write straighter, in parallel?

Where is Isaías?

He's unwell.

What's wrong with him?

He has a fever.

Resurrección, read.

Okay.

Where were we?

"After the plague, Yahweh spoke."

It's ready.

Where did you get that from?

What do you care, gossip?

Do you like it?

- No. - You were going to bring a movie.

We can make our own movies with this.

I'm filming you now and then I'll make a movie, with this.

You will?

You can be in the movie, do you like, Julia?

Yes.

Come, say hello to the camera. Hello, here.

- This is the eye. - Hello!

Hi, look at his eye.

- Hello! - Hello!

Hello... Do you want to make a movie?

- Yes. - Yes.

Yes? Resu, you too?

- What will it be about? - New York.

Julia...

She doesn't know how to dance,

but he teaches her.

Yes, I'm Resurrección's dance teacher.

Look at this, do you want it?

Can someone help me?

It's full of fabrics, come on!

- Shall I take them to you? - Come on!

- Come on, come on! - I'll sew dresses.

I want a real dress, not a blanket!

Stop.

Stop, Isa.

I want a cat's tail and ears.

Resu, close.

- Oh, it's lovely. - Don't touch that! No!

How come you touch it?

I touched it...

I can read music.

We're all... No.

Other. We are all sisters.

The animals are from Melilla, here.

I'm Mrs. Elephant.

Very good. And you are?

Amelia Koala.

I'm Gelatin Beaver.

You are...?

- Mrs. Ángeles. - What's your role?

- I dance, but I don't talk much. - She's the girl!

Do you only make dresses? Do you want to dance more?

Well...

- Did you make it out of the curtain? - Isa, cut it out.

- Two steps forward! - Okay, very good.

We're on a boat!

And we'll have a great time.

Did you stain your hands with...?

- Car! - A car, a car, a car!

- Are they Mom and Dad? - It's Mom.

Take off your dresses before going out.

Follow me!

No, you follow me!

- Mom, your water. - Come on in.

Don't I get a kiss, my child?

Won't your brother come to see me?

- Surely later. - Yeah.

Where is that water from?

From the bottle.

You drink first.

Give it to me, my child.

I know that your grandparents came to the hospital at night

and changed the water in the bottles so I'd go crazy.

- My grandparents, your parents? - Yes, my child, yes.

Very hard.

Hand me the bag.

- Hand it to me. - Here.

Let's see...

Feeling better, Mom?

I have been very ill, Resurrección.

A nervous wreck.

I also had kidney stones. Many things at once.

But I'm fine now.

I'm better than ever.

I'm glad.

Your dad has taken great care of me.

We've prayed a lot.

Do you talk to God, Resurrección?

What?

Do you talk to God?

Yes, through prayer.

Aunt Rosa taught us.

Aunt Rosa...

I'm talking to God.

Your father is very proud of me.

You should have seen his face when I told him.

Yeah.

I think I'm a saint, Resurrección.

I feel grateful to God.

As I'm on my knees, I raise my face,

I open my mouth and, after saying "amen,"

your father, as a priest,

deposits the flesh of God in my mouth.

Mom, I don't understand you.

Of course you don't, but you'll understand soon enough.

Take that with you, go on.

What are you wearing?

- Nothing. - What do you mean, nothing?

What's that fabric?

Quiet.

Montse, you need to rest.

No, love. I've had plenty of rest.

Now, I have work to do.

Go away. My child, go away.

Once upon a time there were animals living in Melilla.

But then, a terrible thing happened.

There was a flood!

- And they went to a place. - And they went to... New York!

And there they met two people.

A beautiful woman...

- And a dance teacher. - And a dance teacher...

- That were... - They fell in love.

That's the end.

Come on, open the curtain!

Open the curtain and play the music!

- On it! - Play the music.

Music!

- What a sunny day it is, isn't it? - Yes, it's lovely.

- Hear that music? - Yes, but I can't dance.

Two steps to the front.

Two steps back.

If you give me your hand,

you will see how easy it is to dance.

Jump towards the sky.

Spiral twist.

When we dance together

it's just like dreaming.

Together in heaven,

sitting in the clouds.

Eating an ice cream.

It's the best, it's perfect.

Two steps to the front.

Two steps back.

If you give me your hand,

it's just like dreaming.

It's the best, it's perfect.

Two steps to the front.

Two steps back.

If you give me your hand...

What is this?

- What are you doing? - Nothing.

What are you wearing?

You lied to me earlier.

That fabric is from a curtain.

Sorry.

Is that what you've learned in my absence?

To lie?

No, Mom.

We've learned how to make a movie.

A movie?

How do you even know what movies are?

Get back into the house, wash your faces.

No.

- No? - No.

We're making a movie.

Why? What is this nonsense about movies?

We love movies.

What do you mean? You love movies?

What movies?

We had chickenpox and Isa played a movie for us

but I...

I broke it and now we are making another one because of me.

- You did it. - Mom.

You're a thief.

- It wasn't him! - Who was it then?

I did it.

- Mom! - Mom!

You got your father fired from his job!

You wanted my husband to leave me.

- You did it on purpose. - Mom, stop!

Thief!

You should have your hand cut off!

Your poor father, aren't you ashamed?

He's not my father.

Isaías.

- My name isn't Isaías. - Isaías, shut up!

My name isn't Isaías, Mom!

You're a demon.

- You're a demon, you're Zogo. - He's not, Mom!

- Stop it! - Yes, he's a demon.

He's possessed by the devil, God told me so.

God just reminded me.

It's over.

No, Mom! The...

- Mom, don't touch my camera. - No!

Mom!

- So grown up, right? - Put it down.

Are you going to hit me?

Are you going to hit me?

You see, don't you?

Don't you see he's a devil?

- And you? - What about me?

Isaías.

Who are you?

Isa.

- I'm a saint. - Montse.

What's going on here?

Nothing, Pep.

You?

You're not a saint.

Should I talk about the fire?

Because I remember.

Isa.

Should I tell them it's your fault a child is dead?

Shall I tell them you were a prostitute?

- I'm going to kill you! - Isaías.

- Enric! - No!

- Mom, stop! - Montse!

You're crazy!

- Let me go, stop it! - Mom, stop it!

Move!

- Mom! Mom, stop! - What are you doing?

- Girls, go inside! - Stop, no!

Let go of me!

Let go of me!

You're not getting out of here! Dogs should be treated like dogs!

No!

Mom!

- Mom, open up! - No, no!

- Mom! - He's jealous, he's the devil!

Mom, open up! Please, Mom!

He's crazy!

He's the devil!

He's the devil!

In a world so full of a number of things.

I'm sure we should all be as happy as...

But, are we?

No. Definitely not, positively not,

decidedly not.

¡Mom!

My children.

My beloved children.

At last it all makes sense.

God speaks to me.

He whispers in my ear.

God speaks to me because I'm His daughter.

And as a parent,

He will never let me fall again.

He calls me Sol.

Because I have to bring light into the world.

And I write everything He tells me.

God has a mission for me.

I have to fulfill it.

And you have to help me.

Someday...

everyone shall speak of us.