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BLUE SUMMER

PANCHO PANZA

Piraña.

Damn it. Don't scare them.

Look at him. Now that he's scared her , he's quiet.

How many have you hunted?

If I had brought my gun, I'm sure we'd have 3 by now.

You're a savage. What would you do with the crushed lizards then?

But with this straw we don't get them either dead or alive.

Please don't get offended, but I don't think this will work.

Don't say that. I'll show you how to hunt lizards.

You'll see. Come with me.

Keep looking around.

By the windows.

Hey, look.

- There. - He got it.

- You're amazing Pancho. - It's easier than peeing.

Here, Tito.

Put it in Bea's bed tonight and you'll see how scared she gets.

One doesn't need bugs to scare her. She gets scared by herself.

- Today she woke up asking for help. - Why?

What should I feed this lizard?

Tell me why was Bea asking for help?

Because she was being chased by poachers on the beach.

Poachers? It must have been pirates. I never saw poachers at the beach.

Poachers are illegal hunters.

She said they were poachers and were armed with knives.

As I said. Did they catch her?

The first time, yes. That's why she screamed.

The first time? Your sister's dreams have sequels?

The second time, no. She didn't wake up

because a masked rider saved her. She says she had a very good time.

Your sister's is not a dream then, but rather a movie.

What else did Bea tell you?

She didn't tell me anything.

She told my mom when she was captured by the bandits.

And she told Desita the part when she was saved by the masked rider.

And who's that masked rider? Did she say it?

No. She said he appeared while she ran away from the beach,

and he rode a big white horse.

He helped her mount the horse and they fled.

And she says she had a great time.

As I said, like a movie. She and Desi are always dreaming.

Pancho, are you leaving?

Yes, pal. I have to go.

But you didn't get my lizard. You said it was one for each.

We'll do it tomorrow, okay? I just remembered I've something to do.

Since he only caught one, the lizard belongs to both of us.

No way. This is mine. Pancho gave it to me. I will raise her.

You? Without my help? Poor animal. What are you going to feed her?

Flies and ants.

Ha. She won't grow that way.

To make her grow giant you must feed her with milk and ham.

Ham?

That's what lizards like the most.

Come on, let's buy a ham sandwich.

A whole sandwich for her?

For us, man. We'll give the lizard just some crumbs.

What happened to Pancho? What could he have to do?

- Pancho is crazy. - Crazy? Why?

Crazy about your sister, idiot. Haven't you noticed?

Every time he hears her name his thoughts leave the planet.

How strange. What does my sister have different from other girls?

That's life, you know. Haven't you ever fallen in love?

- No. And you? - Many times.

- I like them all. - Bea too?

Well, she's not too bad. But Bea is still a child.

Besides, Pancho is my friend. I don't want to get in his way.

- Listen aunt. - Yes?

Where is that black hat

that my uncle wore in grandmom's funeral? Remember?

Holly Mary. How should I forget it.

But it's been four years. Why did you remember that now?

I need that hat and if my uncle no longer wears it...

- Do you have a fever, son? - No aunt, is not that.

- Will you tell me where it is? - What do you need it for?

It's a personal matter, okay?

Sure. Another costume party with those brats.

You've been acting strange since you became friend of those vacationers.

They are migrant birds, while we belong here.

It's not good acting always as a clown. Are you going to dress up as a hippie?

Will you give it to me, yes or not?

Look in the chest upstairs. It should be there if it still exists.

But it might bring bad luck, because it was worn in a funeral.

May God keep us safe!

Anything else, girl?

All I need now is the horse.

Oh boy. Did you fall asleep or what?

Me, asleep? Don't you see that you're in the wrong direction?

- What happened?. - This kid appeared suddenly like milkweed.

Don't make fun of my milk which you have to pay for.

On top of it you want me to pay the milk?

Your insurance will. You have car insurance, I presume?

The boy is right, you were driving in the wrong direction.

And who asked for you opinion?

I'm a witness, aren't I?

What happened, Pancho?

It's nothing, Floro. This man doesn't respect the traffic signs.

Calm down. Can I see your license, please?

- Yes sir. - You can't drive this way.

There's a sign at the top of the street.

Yes, Officer. I know. Where's my license.

There. You can see that I've been driving for twenty years.

I know I was in the wrong direction. But my car broke down and...

that's why I was driving very slowly.

Sure...

I know there are laws, but there are always precedents.

- Precedents? - Exceptions, special cases.

Don't give me those stories.

Look, in this town there are no precedents or special cases.

And no exceptions if that's what you want.

Here you can't go in the wrong direction even with the engine off.

- Pull the car back. - Yes, Officer.

- And don't interrupt the traffic. - Yes, Officer.

- Does your foot hurt, boy? - I'll be lame for life.

And when my uncle finds out, he'll break my other leg.

You didn't get the milk? I don't understand. The boy left on time.

Yes madam, I'll write it down. 13 Miramar Avenue.

Don't worry madam, you'll get the 3 bottles within half hour.

And please forgive us. Thank you very much.

Antonia.

Have you heard anything from Pancho?

All Miramar customers are still waiting for their milk.

He hasn't made a single delivery, you know?

Oh Lord. The funeral's hat. It's happened.

Hat? Funeral? What happened? What the hell are you saying?

Exactly what you just heard.

The expected misfortune has arrived.

I warned him. "Don't play with those things for they may bring bad luck".

But your nephew never listens. He's stubborn as a mule.

- Did you understand? - No.

It's more transparent than water. Did I speak in foreign language?

Pancho got a bad spell.

Cut it out. His misfortune will start when I see him.

Take it easy that it wasn't anything serious.

He's coming. Come in, Pancho.

Sorry, aunt. It was an accident.

God damn it. I just needed this, a cripple in the family.

You see boy? I told you that hat would bring bad luck. There it is.

We are ruined, Floro. Ruined!

Our only advantage over the supermarket were the home deliveries.

And now... We won't get any orders.

Uncle, I've told you it was an accident, A driver in the wrong direction and...

And shit! What were you thinking not to see him?

- Well I... - You nothing. Rubbish.

Let's see if you get this:

We self-employed people can never have accidents.

But uncle, you broke the trucks's crank two days ago...

Yes, but it was mechanical failure while yours was human failure.

They're not the same thing.

Let's see. Can you can hear what the authority has to say on this matter?

Authority my ass. I'm the only authority here.

Show some respect, okay?

I've just come to testify, at your nephew's request,

that the only one responsible for this accident...

is the individual who was driving the other vehicle.

Namely, the one who ran into Pancho's vehicle.

Because that individual entered in the wrong direction. I've spoken.

I don't care about vehicles.

The only one guilty here is this, who is now useless for deliveries.

Uncle, it's just a sprain. They said I'll be fine in 3 or 4 days.

Gentlemen, I've already said what I had to.

- Does it hurt, son? - No aunt, only if I stand on it.

Sit down, be careful.

Three or four days. Almost nothing.

With the broken crank and your broken foot, we'll loose the customers.

Antonia, make rice pudding for all. because we'll have to drink the milk.

Hello. Tito and Piranha told us you had an accident.

And we come to see if we can give you a hand with the deliveries.

It'll have to be a hand and a foot.

- Hi. - Hi.

We also come to show our sympathy for what happened to Pancho.

- We hope you overcome this tragedy. - I echo his words.

Uncle, why don't you ask Belino the farmer to lend me his donkey?

The donkey? You want to milk the donkey?

Come on, donkey. Come on.

Come on.

let her go that she knows the path.

Come on, donkey.

Quique, three bottles here.

Javi, to 104, two bottles of milk and four yogurts.

Yes, sir.

Sorry, Pi. It's a flat tire.

Where is the hole? We've already looked. Haven't we?

- Yes - And we didn't see any punctures.

It might have exploded or whatever.

Ad I'm out of here. I have to meet Desi and I don't want to miss the show.

- Me too. - Stop it you traitor.

Get off me.

Listen, scoundrel. I shared my ham with your ugly lizard. Didn't I?

And she doesn't like it. Look, she hasn't eaten any.

Because she's not hungry, But when she is, you'll see.

The thing is that friends must stick together.

And when they share ham, they must also share flat tires.

Therefore, come with me to the shop.

But I also want to see Pancho riding the donkey.

Duty first, pal, above devotion.

Let's go. Today for me, tomorrow for you.

That's life, you know?

Where will they be?

That story of Pancho riding a donkey and Javi following him in the bike,

could be just your brother and Piraña's imagination.

Now that you mention it, it could be. And Piraña's flat tire is also strange.

But if he lied to me, he'll regret it. Let's go this way.

Good morning, here is the milk.

Too late, boy. I had to go get it from the supermarket.

But you're not Pancho.

No? How did you notice it?

Pancho is dark and you're blond.

And you're not Pancho. Are you kidding me?

Okay, man. Keep the milk.

Pancho suffered a work accident. That's why he was delayed.

The working class already has too many problems,

without capitalists reducing their demand of goods.

Is this a political meeting? I'm not a capitalist. I'm a worker.

Yeah, I'm sure you got tanned from working over a scaffold.

There is more than scaffolding in the world, son.

I'm an executive worker.

This milk is especially for executives. It comes from a certified farm. Look.

Listen, union leader. Get out of here...

or I'll give you milk because I'm also certified.

Is Javi still in 104?

I don't know. He must be arguing with another customer. There he comes.

Nothing. Another one who doesn't want more deliveries.

I tried to reason with him, but nothing.

He wants his bill until yesterday.

That makes 3 drop outs. You'll see my uncle's reaction.

Relax,

We'll get new customers among friends, as my father would say,

to cover for the losses.

- What's so funny? - You. Piraña was right.

- He dubbed you "Pancho Panza". - That's a good one.

Very funny, yes. When my foot gets better, I'll use it to kick his ass.

And what about you? You prefer white horse riders, right Bea?

What do you mean?

Nothing. But if you run across any poachers...

in the beach, please let me know.

Let's go, guys.

Did you get it? He was referring to your dream last night.

How would they know about it?

My brother's big mouth, of course.

What a bummer. We can't talk anything near Tito.

We don't need to put up with their jokes.

Pancho Panza. He's very funny riding his donkey.

Javi. Javi, son. Wait.

- Wait. Are you going home? - Yes

Tell Mom I'm not having lunch at home.

I'm going with my friend Manolo to Sun and Sea Club and we'll eat there.

Javier, I didn't know this boy was your son.

Yes. Don't you know my Javi?

We've seen each other, haven't we? But I didn't know he was your son.

By the way. How are those certified cows?

Very well. Goodbye dad, I'm in a hurry.

Bye. Manolo, why did you ask my boy about certified cows?

I suppose it's a joke, but I didn't get it.

Don't you know that your son delivers milk at home?

Are you kidding or what?

The one who is kidding is your son.

Besides delivering milk, he makes inflammatory political speeches.

Explain yourself, Javi. Didn't you hear me?

Please, Javier, let the boy eat in peace.

You'll talk later.

I've already told you. Pancho, the boy from the dairy had an accident.

And Quique and I have helped him with the deliveries.

That's not an explanation. Why did you do it?

I'd like to know why the hell you have to pay for that accident?

It's very clear. Pancho is my friend, he needed help and I helped him.

That's all there is to it.

That's not all, son.

Only idiots get involved in others problems.

Each one must solve his own problems. Do you understand?

No I don't. And excuse me if this will make you angry but...

I know that if I were in his place he would've done the same for me.

Javi, don't be stupid. Each one is in its own place.

There are no fantasies. Those who don't keep their places ridicule themselves.

Can you tell me what's this all about? Eat son, or it will get cold.

Another one. Haven't you noticed anything?

Are a couple of fried eggs more important than what I'm saying?

Look, whatever you say won't change what is already done.

But if food gets cold it looses its taste. Come on, do you want to eat anything?

No. I'm sick from The prawns I was eating when they told me what he did.

Give me some baking soda, please.

God help us. You're too upset with it.

Luisa, don't you bother me too.

Do you think it's right for our son to go around delivering milk?

Calling capitalists to the executives who don't want to buy it?

Get this kiddo. This is a free market. People don't have to buy anything.

You don't have to be rude to them. It's over. Do you hear me?

Were you also reprehended for making the deliveries?

Yes. His mother told mine about it.

Well boys, I acknowledge your problem, but that's all.

Sometimes I've mediated your problems.

But when it concerns father-son relations..

I don't have any right to interfere.

Also, keep in mind that as long as you're minors,

you have to obey them, whether you like it or not.

Do you think that delivering milk is a servile job?

- Of course not. - My father thinks it is.

Listen boy...

what I think, if I can explain it.

Being servile or not depends on the person and not on the job.

We live in society and therefore all jobs serve others.

And if done well, they're all equally dignifying.

What happens is that a job's dignity is usually measured in coins.

Which is a source of much confusion.

We usually don't look for the job that we do best,

but for the one that gives more money.

So goes the world... Because that's the way we are.

Uncontrolled people in the wrong places.

Expecting the opposite would be like expecting pears from an oak tree.

So you don't agree with my father?

No, nor I had to do. Each one is entitled to his own opinion.

And Pancho's job is very worthy, because he does it with dignity.

- Without any shame. - We have no shame either, do we?

But I agree in one thing with your father and it will close this issue.

You must obey him. And if he doesn't want you...

to deliver milk, it's settled then.

Let's get out of here. go, I have to buy a brush to paint the Dorada

because the sun has faded the colors on the deck.

What's wrong? It seems that you're satisfied with my advice.

Of course not. If we don't help Pancho, how is he going to do the deliveries?

That's the problem.

Pancho is lame. Son's obedience...

will not solve his problems.

His uncle should be told we're not helping.

Okay, let him know it and let him take care of his problem.

He has a truck, doesn't he? He should use it.

Sure, but it has a broken crank.

Apparently problems are like cherries, they come in pairs.

- Hi, Julia. - Hi.

Hi, Julia.

- Why are you so serious? - We're going to a funeral.

- What? - My lizard died.

The ham was poisoned.

Don't say nonsense, the ham was good.

I ate it and I didn't die.

Because you're not a lizard.

Hey, don't pull my leg. Lizards don't eat ham.

- If they not hungry not. - Never. They have no teeth.

She might have suffocated, or died of sadness from being trapped.

Of course, stupid. You left her there for too long.

No way. When I put her under the sun on the terrace she was still alive.

She might've gotten heat exhaustion. You should have put hat on her.

Well, since she's dead, we're gonna bury her.

Would you come with us, Julia?

No. No, thanks. I get very depressed at funerals.

Even if they are lizard's.

- Okay, see you Julia. - Bye boys.

Look, Bea and Desi are coming. Invite them.

Bea doesn't want to speak to him because she says he has a big mouth.

You two get away from here.

- Hi Julia. - Hi.

We've been looking for you for half an hour.

- How beautiful. - Not really. It's not what I'd like.

What's the matter? You look a bit strange.

It's about Pancho. He has a problem.

- Did he brake the other foot? - No, it's the same lame foot.

And the problem is that Javi and Quique have been forbidden to help him.

Who has forbidden them?

Their parents, who else?.

But we were not forbidden. and we'd like to tell you our plan.

To see whether you approve it.

I think I get it. And you know what?

- What? - You can count me in.

Come on man, you're not a champion move those pedals.

Do you think those three have the guts to do what they said?

We'll see.

What are the females doing?

Anything else?

I think that's all, right?

That way anyone could do it.

- I don't see any servility in it, and you? - Me neither.

I'd say they're doing it with dignity.

- Yes, but worse than us. - That's for sure.

But what matters is that they're doing it and I'm happy for Pancho.

It'd be very bad if our group wouldn't help him.

Tomorrow they'll remove the bandage but I'll break the other foot,

to continue having good company, you know?

Do it then. You look very handsome riding the donkey.

- Hello bikers. - Hi.

What do you think of our invention?

With a car anyone could do it.

- Do you have many deliveries left? - No, just 3 streets and we're done.

You should say they'll be done, because you're not doing anything.

And who's telling them what to do? Damn biker.

You. But get better soon because it's getting to your head.

Cut it out.

Should we go?

- Come on, Julia. Let's race. - They're jealous.

Don't you get it, Agustin? It's conspiracy. They're making fun of us.

Don't exaggerate. You take things too seriously.

You say my daughter is doing deliveries to help the dairy's boy?

So what? Everybody has seen them?

Don't expect me to punish my daughter for doing something useful.

Excuse me for saying it, but you're too soft.

You let your daughter do whatever she wants,

but you're not helping me, because the boys...

are against me.

Look, I don't understand that.

It's very clear, my friend. I forbid Javi to do it.

And the girls go and do it. That's seems to me even worse.

Your daughter and that friend of hers... What's her name?

- Desi. - That one who doesn't have a father.

Come on, she has one but not here. They're divorced, you know it.

Stop gossiping. I don't like to talk about other people's affairs.

It's not gossip, Agustin. Those are facts of life which are important to know.

That girl might not be a good company for your daughter.

A girl living in that family situation.

I really like you, but sometimes I can't stand you.

What does that girl have to do with what her parents do?

You must have read Cervantes, I suppose?

Sure, didn't he write "Perseus and Segismund"?

We have that book on the shelf.

I was referring to "Don Quixote".

It says something very true, which we all should keep in mind.

Can you tell us what it is?

It's something very simple and clear.

Cervantes says that each one is the son of his achievements.

Literature aside, Agustin.

I must admit that I don't like this matter either.

Even worse, they're going with the painter. Yes, that woman Julia.

The truth is that I'd like Beatriz to find other friends.

Come on, have they hurt somebody?

No. So what's wrong then? You're getting me crazy.

The only thing they've done is helping...

that boy to do his job.

Is that it? Then, I think it's very good they're learning to work for a living.

We should all be grateful for this lesson.

Calm down, Agustin. No need to get upset.

And how about you? Fussing about something insignificant.

I consider what Bea did as a moral slap on me.

Because I forbid Javi to do it and she knew it.

Here we go again. Let's leave this subject.

Let's stop it. Are we going to spend this wondeful weather arguing?

I'll go to the harbor. I feel like walking a bit.

I admire Agustin in many ways,

but he's too tolerant with Bea. He gives her too much freedom.

And that can be dangerous. Your daughter is at a critical age.

I prefer having a son than a daughter.

What do you mean?

You still don't know it, woman? Tell her what you heard your son say.

Well, talking to Manolito I think that the boy from the dairy...

is very much in love with Bea.

As Manolito says, he's crazy about her.

Those are normal things at their age.

What doesn't seem normal to me,

is to knit a wool scarf in the middle of August.

I'm uncomfortable just by looking at you knit.

This? It's just a habit of Cosme.

He'd be very sad if I don't knit a scarf for our anniversary.

And our anniversary will be on September 15, you see.

Men are all weird. I don't think it's funny.

To me It is really funny.

See, on the anniversary, once he gets the scarf,

he enters the bathroom and comes out wearing it.

Wearing only the scarf, you know? As in our wedding day...

He's a gorgeous man.

Oh girl, things would be so different if you were a horse instead of a donkey.

Don't take it badly. Each one is as it is.

Bea has called me Pancho Panza. And it was embarrassing.

Well. Let's go.

- Hello Ayo. - Hi Pancho. What are you doing here?

I've come to make a deal with you.

What are you selling?

I'm not selling, I'm buying.

I'd like to ask you for a special price, to invite some friends to eat here.

And how many are you?

Eight including me, or nine if Chanquete wants to come.

And how much money do you have?

This is all I have.

For that I can offer you a paella for everyone

including drinks, wine, dessert, coffee and even cigars if you want.

- Thank you buddy. - And at what time is the party?

Tomorrow, at around two.

You should then be here tomorrow 15 minutes before two, to get a table.

Because you know it's very hectic here at lunchtime.

And I'll have the paella ready at 2 o'clock. Okay?

- Bye. - Bye.

What are you doing here again?

They told me you bought a white mare, is that right?

They're right Pancho.

The most beautiful mare in Andalusia. The best trotter too.

Could I borrow her for a ride?

Borrow her? Have you lost your mind? Have you slept well last night?

- Do you think I'm nuts? - I'll wait tables for you for a week.

Even if you were my slave for life I wouldn't lend you the mare.

Besides, we don't lend what we mount.

- All right? - Okay, goodbye.

Lending my horse? no way.

All the work it has taken to keep my mare in good shape.

Furthermore, women, pens and mares cannot be lent.

That's my rule.

Here, here.

Take this.

Good afternoon, Chanquete.

- You're walking again? - Yes

I'm glad. That's a good sign. The foot is fine, isn't it?

- Would you like a beer? - All right.

Go in there and get it. You know where they are.

What brings you here?

I came to see if you can come with us tomorrow to Ayo's diner.

Ayo is a very good man. Of course I can. What's the occasion?

I'd like to thank them for having helped me with the deliveries.

The boys and the girls. Right Pancho? Especially one of them.

Sometimes one wonders why life is so complicated.

We feel joy for what we feel, and sadness for what we lack.

But joy sometimes also hurts, right?

You're right, Chanquete. But why does she dreams of white horses?

That makes things more difficult.

Now I'm completely lost.

Of course. I'll explain. But let me ask you something first. Is Ayo your friend?

- Yes - A very good friend?

Not that close.

For example, if I told him that I need some of his blood...

I'm sure he would give it to me.

That means you're good friends.

Wait, I'm not finished. If I said, look Ayo...

I need to borrow your mare to go for a ride,

I'm also sure he'd say no.

He's already said that to me.

So was that it? Listen, that mare is very special.

For Ayo, I mean. Do you get it?

I wonder why one does so many stupid things...

without realizing it, when one loves a girl.

Are you going to a costume party, Pancho?

No, it's not a costume party. But I must go on with this silly thing.

Otherwise, I'll feel I failed.

- See you tomorrow, Chanquete. - See you tomorrow.

We expect to see you tomorrow at the beach, don't miss it.

No man, I won't miss it. Bye.

Pancho, be careful.

Trespassing into private property is a crime punished by law.

The chief commander Lucas, is your friend, right?

Yes, I know him.

I hope that you help me if I get into trouble.

I need to make a dream come true,

and that's more important than anything else.

Goodbye.

"I'll meet you in Cala Chica, when the sun touches the mountain."

"Come alone. The masked rider."

Paella.

Easy. Easy.

Come on. Hurry.

Come on.

First the girls. Girls go first.

Thanks, Pancho.

Oh my God. I don't know if I can eat it all.

Wait until you try it and you'll see how your opinion changes.

- Would you like some more? - No, no.

It looks good, no?

Hey Tito.

Holly Mary, Piraña. You're very pleased, aren't you?

For he's a jolly good fellow, for he's a jolly good fellow.

For he's a jolly good fellow, ...which nobody can deny.

Which nobody can deny.

Let's eat. Go ahead, Piraña. Attack.

It's phenomenal.

Frankly good.

Look, what I told you about earlier.

"I'll meet you in Cala Chica, when the sun touches the mountain."

"Come alone. The masked rider."

- Who could be the joker? - Who knows, any of these idiots.

You wish it was true, right?

Were he your dream's boy...

If I were you, I'd go to the meeting.

- What? - I advise you to go.

It could be something beautiful that you'll never forget.

But you must go alone. And don't be afraid.

Can I know what's the mystery?

Ah, Julia, I almost forgot.

Have you walked recently by Ayo's farm lands?

- No - Well, I'll wait for you there this afternoon.

Just before the sun touches that mountain.

Is this a date?

It's a duty meeting. You'll see Ayo run in his motorcycle.

Ayo. Ayo. Wait. What's going on?

Chanquete. Something terrible happened.

Has your mother died?

- Worse than that. - What can be worse than that?

My white mare was stollen.

Come on. Calm down.

You're calm because it's not yours.

Take it easy. We know everything.

What do you mean?

Yes, don't worry and don't go tell the Police,

which is where you're going?

Yes I was going right there.

- Come on with us. - Are you kidding me on a day like this?

You tell him Julia.

- Nothing happened, Ayo. - Nothing happened?

You just come with us and you'll see it with your own eyes.

Where should I go with you?

To Cala Chica.

Why are you scared, girl?

So, it's Pancho Panza.

Crap. This is not a donkey.

Don't get upset. I can see it's a horse.

It's the best mare in Andalusia, so you know.

Don't exaggerate.

Well, please never call me Pancho Panza again.

Okay.

Come on, climb up. Let's go for a ride.

Listen, the other night you dreamed of a white horse, right?

Well.. perhaps it was a mare.

It's hard to tell and even harder in a dream.

- But was it white? - Yes

Good, because I have sweated a lot...

to bring this mare.

And it can cost me a lot, but are you enjoying the ride?

I'm loving it.

Listen, what happened between you and the masked boy?

Yeah right, you think I'd tell you?

Aren't you ever gonna trust in me?

No.

You must admit that the boy is a good rider.

Chanquete, I don't care how he rides,

but nobody can heal me from the fright that Pancho gave me.

When I get my hands on him, I'll make him work for me three weeks.

And it will be hard work. Washing dishes,

cleaning ashtrays and tables, waiting the tables.

He'll be my slave.

But Ayo, don't you think it's beautiful, that your mare...

has made a dream come true?

We are grateful to the population of Nerja for all their help.