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I am very strong.

- Oh yeah? - Yes.

No one here is as strong as me.

To give me the shots

there have to be three or four doctors.

Yeah.

They have to hold me because whenever I see the needle!

The needle hurts.

But then it doesn’t hurt anymore.

I do like a dead person.

"Just let yourself go,

"nothing’s gonna happen", say the nurses.

And nothing really happens in the end.

And do you remember when you were little?

- No. - Nothing?

Yes, I do remember.

My Mom...

She used to buy little white and brown shoes for me.

I used to go and play in a ditch nearby

and made my Mom very angry.

"You got your shoes wet again, you shitty boy", my Mom would say.

She used to lash me with a dipstick.

She would then bring my sister and my brother

and made them beat me up.

And now I say to her:

"Do you remember when you used to make my brother and sister beat me?"

"When have I ever done that?

"Those are all lies", she says.

Why would I forget that?

I remember everything.

The thing is...

I had a thing...

A disease.

When I was a little boy, about fifteen years old.

An evil idiot boy at my school did things to me.

Evil things...

And he did stuff to me and showed me a dirty thing.

A thing that everyone, all human beings have.

Men also have it.

Do you know...?

You shouldn't talk about it, but do you get what it is?

No.

He showed me bad things, but I can’t tell

because I have thought about God, so I shouldn’t.

Should I say it or not, what do you think?

Yes of course.

He showed me how to masturbate.

Yes.

And that’s when I learned.

But...

There are the little dogs

the brown ones that I showed you back at the shop,

where we bought drinks the other day. Do you remember?

When I am all clean after my bath,

the little dog comes close to me wagging his tail,

shaking and rubbing against me.

"Oh he’s all clean and decent now!

"Now I love him" she says.

There it is, that pigeon again.

You see? That’s a crooked one...

The pigeon.

- It's not a white one. - No it’s not.

She’s snooping.

Trying to listen to what we’re talking about.

Oh yeah?

And that’s how I became ill.

But after that...

After getting ill I became a good person,

because now I am someone generous.

I don’t mess with anyone.

The ones who love me, good

and the ones who don’t, is also good.

Yes.

And he showed you that and then what happened?

I learned.

You learned how to masturbate.

And that’s not good for me.

When I am clean...

Now I have just bathed, I bathed last night...

I bathe every night.

What do you think, is it good to bathe by night?

Sure.

Yes, but are we clean the morning after?

Not so much so, isn't it?

Oh crap, I think I got dirt from one of those pigeons.

I was so young, I was still in school.

I used to get the best scores.

The best scores...

And now I also get the best scores!

Sometimes I come on my own here to the city,

and I tell to the lady in the shop:

"Hey lady, would you give me a t-shirt?"

The lady points me to a place,

I go and they give me a t-shirt!

People give me watches, all sort of things.

This watch at a different place... This watch was 14,000.

And here I got it for 8.

8,000.

They gave it to me for cheap.

When the day breaks early in the morning,

It’s so hard to open my eyes.

But I have to do it anyway, so I rub them very hard.

When I rub my eyes, the whole world goes dark.

I’m just about to go away to the other world.

We will see each other over there, won't we?

But...

The life that I live, is it the same as the one you live?

Is not the same, is it?

Isn't it?

Otherwise we wouldn't be here together.

But...

But the life I see...

During the day I am always sleepy, sleepy...

Listen.

What’s that singing?

- A bird. - Yes.

- What kind of bird? - I don't know.

A thrush.

All the time, when I am on the good path

or when I have just bathe,

the little bird comes to my side.

A thrush comes to sing next to me.

- Why? - I don’t know

but it's always that way.

When I get along well with someone

or I say properly good bye to another,

the little thrush comes next to me.

Also when I'm crying...

Because I cry too.

- Yes? - Yes.

And why do you cry?

For my Father...

I loved my Dad very much.

He died.

One of my sisters pushed him over the balcony.

It was one of those apartment blocks.

Block one, block two, block three, block four.

Those buildings where people live...

One on top of another. Where people pay to live.

And that’s where he fell down.

My sister pushed him over.

- And that's how your Dad died? - Yes.

With the blow.

I went there afterwards and she tried to push me over.

But I was quicker so I grabbed the metal railing.

And that's how you lived.

I was saved.

God saved me.

How old are you, Jaime?

Thirty one.

Thirty two.

Always changing your age.

It’s because I want to be younger

Yes

Why?

I would like to be eight years old again,

to go back in time.

Not really go back in time, but to be little again.

To be eight again.

To go back to school...

The school is already there, I made it myself:

Blue and yellow.

- You’d like to be eight again. - Yes.

What would you do?

It's already almost as if I was eight,

because I like toys.

When I go to the city

I ask my guardian to buy toys for me.

"No, you idiot, you’re too old to play with toys" she says.

I would not exchange not even for a 1,000 handfuls of gold,

my Mother and the treasures I possess.

I would not exchange not even for a 1,000 handfuls of gold,

because we cry with bitter tears the ones we have lost.

I would not exchange for a 1,000 handfuls of gold,

I never thought that a Mother could be gone,

because the sweetest treasure in this world,

is too late cried for when we know it lost.

I never thought that a Mother was first,

now that God took with him both Father and Mother,

because a new Mother can’t be bought with any money.

And your watch?

You came down from heaven with a parachute, didn’t you?

That’s why the other day

I saw a parachute falling down to earth.

That’s where you came from, you see?

From that parachute.

- Can you fly? - What?

- Can you fly? - No.

Only by nights.

I get thrown away at the house I used to live in.

They throw me over there,

so that I don’t come back to this home.

The little dogs pick me back up

like a hide, like a piece of skin

and they bring me back here.

They don’t want me away.

Dogs are so kind, aren't they?

Yesterday I bumped into this big brown dog.

He had big wide eyes and a big head.

I told him: "Come here my boy.

"Are you going to bite me"?

"Wow wow wow", said the dog and started dancing.

The poor dog didn’t even know what he was.

He was...

Poor dog was pretty stale.

- Oh yeah? - Pretty old.

What do you mean "stale"?

He was old, he was missing a screw,

he didn't know where to bark towards.

He was a bit like me.

The mind all screwed up.

And so you fly by night.

Yes.

Sometimes I get lost.

Once...

I went out one night, to fly.

And then...

Then I got dumped somewhere,

and a peacock walked by.

The peacock came close and stared at me.

He looked at me straight in the eyes, without blinking.

If I blinked I would lose everything and I would be a bad person.

And then the peacock said:

"Oh this boy... Grrrrrr!"

You see? How peacocks do...

Grrrrrr!

"Oh, what a good boy!' he said.

Then he vanished and turn into feathers.

He said to me: "You're such a good boy!

"There is no way for you to be bad.

"God will help you each day".

I remember where I was born.

I was born on a haystack, in a barn.

I was a little baby.

The... the cot was made of brass,

like the old beds, remember?

And there I was born, I was fed with...

A thing made with flour...

Mixed with hot water and sugar

boiled in a small brazier my Mom had.

I was born in a manger, just like Jesus.

And the Priest once said:

"You are the son of God, you are a good boy".

He liked me very much the priest.

He wanted to give me a job,

but in a cemetery.

I won't take that...

I go to the cemetery, no problem.

I am not afraid of the dead.

Because at the cemetery where I go often,

the one in here, in the city.

There is a crypt,

big like this and grey.

Through the glass you can see the coffin,

and also yourself like you are inside.

That's where you can find my remains.

- Your remains? - Yes.

I am haunting, you see?

Everything I do in one year,

is exactly the same the year next.

The people, the places, it's all the same.

All the same, like a transparency.

- Like a ghost you mean? - No! Not a ghost!

Well... more or less.

Like a good ghost, not an evil one.

But, sometimes my soul is good,

and they steal it from me.

The thief comes and steals the little white dog,

and takes it with him, tied by the neck.

And what else can I do? I swallow the spirit.

If I am wearing white sneakers,

I look at the dog and the sneakers,

I steal it back from him and with a blow I get it all back!

And have they stolen your spirit before?

Yes, many times.

And I don't want that...

So I always take it back.

Otherwise, I would not realize anything,

I wouldn't walk, nothing.

If it's not with God, I can't walk.

Same thing with pigeons:

The ones that fly and you can find at churches,

even the white ones, are not really good pigeons.

Why?

Because they are there to steal your Spirit from you.

They look all pretty and fancy

but they are all thieves.

Jaime has a distortion on reality's judgment.

How to explain it in common words:

In one way or another,

his perception, as well as his assessment of reality,

are distorted.

He experiences hallucinations.

Visual and auditory.

He has a grandiose thought,

or divine,

in terms of his power to perform acts such as:

appear or disappear at will.

All mixed with a mystical delusion connected with God,

through the explanation of his powers.

His notion of reality is distorted.

He lives in a world, if we could define it metaphorically,

a world very different from ours.

Almost a parallel world.

Created by him...

Not by him, but by his pathology.

So, there's first a car,

and from that car I make a copy of a different car.

I make another car just like the one before.

And so that's how I can make more cars,

white cars, brown and red cars.

And all the time, whenever I go,

the car with red shining lights goes with me.

In the back or in front of me.

Always keeping its distance,

where I stop, the car stops with me.

That's all.

And do you ever get in the car?

No, the car is escorting me wherever I go,

either behind or in front.

And police cars also, with policemen.

- They escort you. - They escort me as well, yes.

They look after you?

Yes, they look after me.

I once asked to a policeman:

"What do you prefer, to have pretty things?

"Palaces"... Because

There are certain smart, intelligent people

they don't live here on earth

but in a palace underground.

Because in the cemetery,

what do you say, are there riches?

Yes, the biggest riches in the world are in the cemetery.

Because there are palaces

and the good people go to God's glory.

Palaces!

Yes, palaces.

And have you ever seen those?

Sure, on the papers you can see the pictures.

And in the magazines

I have a lot of nice magazines.

Yes?

And what else? Tell me.

There are also the planes in the sky.

For example:

On the day that...

On the day that I have my disease in my head,

a plane shows up in the sky

making a very thin sound.

The plane is looking after me

talks to me and says:

"Stop now, I am here to take you with me".

And then all of a sudden

a black car gets in the way and disturbs the airplane.

It frightens the airplane.

Do you like me filming you?

- What? - Do you like me filming you?

I don't know what that is.

Me here recording you.

Yes I don't mind.

That's enough.

So Jaime, tell me.

What is your illness?

Me, I have schizophrenia.

What is schizophrenia?

Is when you lose... when your neurons go bad.

But, the other day, there is this guy called Moncho,

I thought: "because he's my friend

"I will make him a fireman

"a rescue firefighter".

I made him a firefighter

and he came to put out the fire

at the hospital.

And Juanito, a cousin of mine,

I turned him into a policeman.

I can put him on a bike or a truck.

Anything he wants.

- With your powers? - Yes with my powers.

I made appear for him a Nissan truck.

A double cabin truck, a huge truck very beautiful,

with very thick wheels.

Thick tires.

He is really happy.

So he is now a firefighter?

Yes.

And what else have you done?

That's all.

Check this out:

When I drink something or I take a bath, look.

What's that?

Sweat.

I don't know what's going on.

It's because it's too hot.

Yes but I was not like that bef...

Sleep my little baby,

sleep sleep tight.

Sleep my little baby,

sleep sleep tight.

What?

Is it true that you burned your house?

Yes it's true.

Hey aren't you nosy!

Who told you?

I heard it somewhere.

It's true.

And why did you burn it?

With pigs, chickens, dogs, everyone inside.

"Ay Ay Ay" yelled the dogs!

Inside of the house.

But why did you burn it?

And perhaps... my Mom was also inside.

And perhaps she burned but she is such a witch my Mom,

and she knows witchcraft.

Perhaps she escaped the fire.

See how witches can survive anything?

Witches have long lives, don't they miss?

So, there was a problem.

Look.

I was put in prison.

We went to a different city, a very nice city,

where we used to do all our shopping.

I went there with a nephew of mine.

And the nephew accused me of...

doing...

Got it?

And in the middle of the night, when we were all sleeping...

I had bought a lot of things for the lady of the house

and she was never pleased.

I bought food, drinks, alcohol... all kinds of stuff.

Red wine, we had everything.

And the nephews all wanted some

but I didn't share anything with them.

Not even a taste!

"To each his own", I said.

And that's why they accused me,

of me doing that to them...

Then the police came and took me to jail.

So then a policeman took such a pity on me.

"You know what, mate?"

"Burn your house and you will save yourself from prison", he said.

I burned the house, I was freed.

"This one is fucked up in his head, we will let him out", they said.

And that's how I got out.

See?

True by God, why would I lie to you?

They all think I am crazy here, that's a good one.

Here I am, enjoying while the crazy people...

Suffering over there

with their trucks tires all flat and full of holes.

Dead in the cemetery while I live and resurrect again.

By God's Word, see?

And all of them dead, stiff,

not resurrecting, with their bones all stiff.

And I resurrect when I want... And you too, see?

They think I am crazy here, it's pretty funny.