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Mum.

We have to go inside.

Come on.

Roberto, come with me.

I don't believe it.

They've got a nerve.

I'll go.

GOOD MANNERS

EIGHT YEARS LATER

Milagros?
It's the same again.

Again?
No way! It can't be.

I'm telling you, it is.

Have you had a good look, Trini?

You bet I have, I swear on my life.

Milagros, it isn't the first time.

Well, I don't know.
Check the extractor hood.

Run your finger behind it,
where all the grime accumulates.

No.
No, this is a reflection. No.

It's spotless.
Nothing.

The whole place is spick and span.

On top of the cupboards?
I bet she doesn't do up there.

I'll have a look.

No, nothing at all.

It's as clean as a whistle.

Well...

- Maybe you're right.
- Of course I'm right.

- I keep telling you.
- The baseboards.

- What?
- Check the kitchen cabinet baseboard.

I bet we catch her out.

No.
It's spotless.

Have you taken them off?
Don't be a slacker.

Hey, I hadn't thought of that.
Maybe you're right.

- Well, I'll be damned!
- Seriously?

Immaculate.

- You're so lucky.
- Lucky? Milagros, for God's sake.

It's 10 a.m.
and I've nothing to do in this house.

Well, it's 10 a.m. in this house too
and I'm worn out.

I'll get the sack, Milagros.
I... I'll have to talk to Mónica.

Before she sacks me, I'll leave.

I'll be dirtying this house
rather than cleaning it.

Don't rush into things, Trini.

Look, we can meet and talk about it,
you sound worked up.

How can we meet up now,
Milagros, during working hours?

Of course we can.
Look, we can take the kids to a park.

Trust me.
Look, the washing machine is almost done.

- I must go, the kid is here.
- I'll peg it out and come over.

What's up, kiddo?

You just got up?
Let's have breakfast.

Trini?
Trini?

Again. This woman has a habit
of hanging up on me.

It's so annoying.

You can't stay clean for five minutes.

What were you doing, babe?

Pegging out the washing.
The house is a long way off.

It was your idea to come here.

It was the first one I could think of
that was near to both of us.

Both of us?
You're just there...

- So then, what's this handsome boy's name?
- Go on, tell Milagros your name.

- Daniel.
- Sorry?

Right, Daniel!
How nice. This is Carmen.

- Carmencita, say hello.
- When are we going to the swings?

Babe, this place is deserted.

- What do you expect in August at noon?
- What can I get you?

I'd like a small beer, ice cold.

Me too.

You weren't sure about coming?

I'm uneasy about not telling his parents.

I don't know about yours, but Carmencita
spends all morning glued to the TV.

The fresh air does her good.

Sure, Daniel does the same.

To be honest,
the kid doesn't have many friends.

Bring some crisps or something,
to wash down with this.

Weren't you on a diet?

Hadn't you quit smoking?

Trini, don't torture me.
I'm always on a diet.

I've had three cups of red tea today.

You'll be peeing all day.

If you sweat, you don't pee.
Didn't you know that?

- I had no idea.
- Thanks, love.

All the documentaries you watch
and you didn't know?

All the sweating you say you do,
you should be like Twiggy.

Who is she?

Twiggy, that model from the '70s.

Carmen!
Carmen, come on, we have to go now!

It's my dad's.

Daniel!
Daniel, come on, we're going now as well!

Hello, Rosa.

I'm sat here next to the fan.

Bingo?
No, I can't make it today.

My daughter is coming
with my grandson for afternoon tea.

No.
They'll be here any minute.

Yes, some other time.

Mum, how are you?

- Fine.
- Come in.

I went for a stroll and I thought
I'd pop in to see my little girl.

That's good.

- Here, put this away.
- What is it?

A bit of vegetable salad I had leftover.
Where's my little girl?

- Hi, Granny.
- Hello, darling.

A bit of vegetable salad?
There are four tubs in here, Mum.

- How are you?
- Good.

- What are you playing?
- Sticks.

- What is it?
- Building things.

Hey, don't forget
we're having lunch together on Saturday.

What?

It's my birthday.

Saturday?
Isn't it the 7th?

The 7th is my saint's day.

The 14th is my birthday, now and forever.

- Yeah, I got mixed up.
- I mentioned it to Belén, too.

I think Belén mentioned
going to the beach that weekend.

- You can go to the beach another day.
- I don't know, Mum, we'll see.

I'll make the apple cake
that Gran used to make.

I want to eat cake
and blow out the candles.

- Hi!
- Mummy!

- Hi.
- How's things?

- Good, and you?
- Good. Hi, sweetie.

How are you?
Good?

I don't know why
you don't shower at the gym,

like everyone else.

The water is freezing, I've told you.

It's August.

- I think I saw your mum.
- Yes, she was here for a while.

It's her birthday on the 14th.

- On Saturday?
- Yes.

- We said we'd go to the beach.
- She always invites us for lunch.

There's always something...

I'll get some water, I'm dry.

Sergio?

Hi.
Mónica speaking.

Yes, Daniel's mum.
How are you?

I'm phoning because we mentioned
the birthday party last week

and you said you would...

It's today, yes.

Of course.
Yes...

Yes, it's a good day for the beach.

No, there's no need to explain.

I think you're trying to explain
and I'm not interested really.

I'm quite calm, yes.

If you said you were coming
the least you could do

would be not to bail on me
at the last minute, don't you think?

No, you go and have a nice day.

Yes, have a great time.
All right, bye.

I hope a jellyfish stings you

all over that stupid face of yours,
dickhead.

Hi, honey.
What are you doing awake so early?

Happy birthday, honey.

Look, Mummy has to go to work now,

but we'll celebrate this afternoon, okay?

- I don't want to celebrate my birthday.
- Why not?

Because my friends aren't here.

We'll have a great time, you'll see.

Look, Trini is here.
Run along.

Get ready, we'll be leaving in a minute.

Bloody hell!

Trini!
Your phone!

Hi, Milagros.

What's wrong?

You're scaring me, Milagros.

Yes, I'm on my way.

- How delightful. She's lovely.
- Good morning.

Good morning.

Look at this.

Christ.
Couldn't she have taken holiday leave too?

You bet, having to work in August
and put up with the bug...

I'm telling you, if she hurls
any of her nonsense at me,

I'll give her a piece of my mind.

It's hot and I'm sensitive.

You bet you are.

Let me see.
Good heavens...

Let's go!

And chassé!
Come on, girls! Turn around!

Clap!

Again, chassé!
Good!

Turn around!

Clap!

One, two...!
Good.

That's it...

Rosario, are you all right?
You look a bit...

If you can't keep up, go at your own pace.

This is my pace.

Sure.

Sure! Come on, carry on!
Let's do some hips!

Here we go!

And to the side!

To the side!
Hip!

Hip!
To the side!

Good!
Let's go! Come on!

One, two, three, four!
Feet!

Good, that's it!

What is it, Roberto?

Hi, Mum.
Nothing important.

The kid ripped a dress the other day

and I was wondering
if you could sew it up.

Yes, of course. Tell me which one
and I'll come and pick it up.

What's wrong?

Come in, love.
Carmencita is in the lounge.

Go and sit with her, don't be shy.

What's up?

I'm sorry, Trini, this is an emergency.

I called Paco but got no answer, as usual.

Will you tell me what's wrong?

Why is this door closed?
What's inside there?

Milagros, for God's sake,
tell me what's inside.

Two cicadas this big.

- You're joking, right?
- Why would I be joking?

Look at me,
I'm about to have a heart attack.

They came towards me--

You mean I've dragged the kid
over half the city

- because of a cicada?
- Trini, you don't understand.

Not one.
Two!

Two cicadas the size of two goldfinches.

Bloody hell!
I thought you had a dead body in there.

Why would I have a dead body?

Why would I imagine
you'd panic over a cicada?

- Not one cicada. Two. And don't shout.
- Don't shout? Me?

- You're such a trouble-maker.
- Are you going to help me or not?

- Go and fetch a brush.
- Right.

We are better here than in the office.

She's no blood in her veins.
Like a lizard.

Why does she have to have
the air-con remote control?

Because she has her office.

She sets it at the temperature she wants,
stuff the rest.

Typical.

Hey, speaking of the devil.
Here she comes.

Shut up.

- Hi, ladies.
- Hi.

Who wants a frappuccino ?

- Look, Luisa.
- There you go.

- Sole.
- Thanks.

- What's this?
- Babe. Coffee, but chilled.

It's delicious.

So, how are you doing?

- Just taking a break.
- You know, bad habits.

Sure...

And... how about the family?

Well, you have small kids, right?

Yes, two.
One is five and the other is eight.

I have a six-year-old, Rafael.
He's delightful.

Well I never.

Actually, it's my son's birthday today,
Daniel, he's six too.

- Hey, wish him happy birthday.
- Thanks.

I'm so silly, it's his birthday,
you could come round... right?

It's a tea party at my house.

It could be a good idea
to meet up some time after work.

- Of course.
- You bet.

- Give us your address, we'll be there.
- Sure.

Great.

I'll be expecting you.
You and your kids.

- Sure.
- You can count on it.

- Well...
- We'll come up in a minute.

See you later.

- Are you going to go?
- Are you mad or what?

What's got into her today?

No one can bribe me with a "frapino",
I'm telling you.

If she'd brought a proper coffee at least.

The blessed girl.
Come on, leave that, let's go.

Dammit, it's nice.

What a shame.

Where are you, you bugger?
Get out of there! I've got you!

What are you doing?

What do you think?

Christ! You'll tear the house down.

These things fly, I can go
and you can sort it out yourself.

No.

- Who is it?
- I've no idea.

Granny!

The grandmother!

- Now what?
- She can't see you here.

Do I get in the wardrobe with the boy?

Would you?

I don't know what's wrong with you today
but you're worse than ever.

- You've got a new friend.
- Yes, Daniel.

Sorry, Rosario, I was upstairs
and I didn't hear the doorbell.

Don't worry, I just came
to pick up one of Carmen's dresses.

- Hello.
- Good afternoon.

This is Trini, she's my neighbour.
She came to bring me a...

Come on, Daniel, we have to go, love.

What about our business?

Can Carmen come to my birthday party?

- Is it your birthday?
- Yes.

- Happy birthday! How old are you?
- Six.

Six years old.
Super.

- Can I go?
- I don't know. Can she?

Well, I work at his house.
I've worked there since he was a baby.

Carmencita, you can't.

Your mum won't be home
and your dad can't take you.

It doesn't matter.
I can take her. I'll talk to my son.

All right.

Great!

MUM'S APPLE CAKE

Mum, about time.

I've been waiting at the door for ages.

I'll put this in the fridge.

- What's that?
- Gran's apple cake.

I told you I'd buy a chocolate cake,

the kids prefer it.

- No, you didn't tell me.
- Yes, I did, but you do as you please.

No.
You didn't tell me, you always--

Granny!

My little boy,
where's the loveliest birthday boy?

Look what I've brought for you.
See if you like it.

Mum, can you take the bread buns through?

- Mum, can you open the door?
- Yes, I'll get it.

There.

Who is it, Granny?

Hi, Daniel!

- Come in, I'll show you my marbles.
- Okay.

What are you doing here?

Mum, Carmen has arrived.

Hello, Carmen.

You'd better leave.
For the children's sake.

Listen, you're crazy if you think
I'm leaving my granddaughter with you.

I want her out here
or I'll go in and get her.

You aren't going inside, Rosario.

This is unbelievable.

Hey, don't touch me!

Let her stay a while.

Leave as if nothing has happened.

It will only be a couple of hours.
Please.

Let's not make a scene.

One hour. I want her outside
in one hour or I'll go in and get her.

I'm not joking, Manuela.

All right, one hour
and I'll bring the girl outside.

I'll be in the car.

One more thing.
The girl's name is Carmen.

I must go inside.

Go inside, and put an end to all this.

Where are they?

Who?

Whoever brought the girl?

Mum, the only girl at my son's party,
someone must have brought her.

Of course.
It was her grandmother.

Well, where is she?

She left.
Shall we go through?

How can she have left?
She doesn't know us,

- it's a bit strange bringing the girl--
- It isn't strange at all.

She had things to do
and I seemed a decent person to her.

Can we bring out the cake now?

What's all the rush with the cake, Mum?

Bloody hell.

I think I'll have a Coca-Cola one.

You can't trust people.
Mum!

- What's the matter? You look out of it.
- What?

Everyone has bailed on me
at the last minute.

You've no idea how strung up I've been.

Of course.

But he seems to be enjoying himself.

Of course he is.

Thank goodness that little girl came.

- Yes, they seem to get on well.
- Well?

He's forgotten about his school friends.
Look.

They look as though they've known
one another for years. She's so cute.

Is Daniel one of your best friends?

- Yes.
- Right.

- Have you known him for long?
- I guess.

- Where from?
- The park.

- Does your dad take you to the park?
- No.

Milagros and her friend Trini.

Trini?

My little sweetheart!

Hi, Granny!
Look at all these sweets I got.

- Yummy! Can I have one?
- No.

You're leaving like this?

Shouldn't we talk?

I've nothing to say to you.

Bye.

You can't imagine what happened today.

I saw Rosario.

I haven't seen her face to face
in so many years.

I wanted to kill her.

And at the same time ask her how she was.

But you know what she's like,
talking to her is impossible.

I also met Roberto's daughter.

She's serious and starchy,
like he was when he was a child.

Rosario looked well.

Fatter... and older.

We are both so old, Mum.

You see? I was right.
You're so stubborn, woman.

- You're right. The kid had a great time.
- Of course.

We make things complicated.
Life is much simpler.

Just a minute, Trini, don't hang up.

- Rosario, what a surprise.
- Hello, Milagros. Can we talk?

Yes, of course.
Come in.

It won't take long.

Has something happened or something?

Well, you tell me.

Look, Milagros,
I'll get straight to the point.

How does my grandson know the girl
that came to the party yesterday?

- Carmen?
- Yes, Carmen.

I told you yesterday.

My neighbour, Trini, who looks after
that boy, she came to bring me...

I guess it wasn't the first time they met.

And it's all right,
but that boy is my sister's grandson.

I don't want them to play together.

You're sisters?

They didn't know one another.

Well, I'd swear those kids had never met.

- They have never seen one another.
- But...

No, no buts, it's a long story.

And I'd prefer it
if Mónica didn't find out.

- Okay, but I don't understand--
- There's nothing to understand.

The children must stop seeing one another.

Besides, working hours are for working,

for cleaning up, right?
Is that clear?

- Cristal clear, but if--
- Look, Milagros.

It's a family matter that has
nothing to do with you or anyone else.

Don't let them play together.

- All right.
- Right, that's that.

Let me know when you get good melons in.

- So, how are those problems going?
- Fine.

Fine for you.
If I don't keep my eye on this girl...

- Stop fidgeting.
- He's copying off me.

- That's a lie.
- Behave yourselves, please.

Violeta, honey, how are you getting on?

Subject, verb and predicate.
Is that the subject?

I don't know.

I ought to subject you.
Go on, do the next one.

- Trini.
- What?

- Can I go to the toilet?
- You can. But come straight back.

I know you, you just want to skive off.

No.

Start doing
what you're supposed to be doing? Come on.

All you're doing is drawing.
Good heavens, it takes some doing...

Esperanza...

EIGHTH FLOOR

- Hey, Mila.
- What's up, Pauli?

The goddam lift.

Tell me about it, I just walked up
eight floors with the shopping.

Some shithead has got it on hold.

I bet it's the shithead from flat 10B.

Well, he's in for it,
because Angelita is sat on my sofa,

she won't leave until the lift is working.

I finished her perm an hour ago, you know?

- Angelita is such a pain.
- I could strangle her.

- Hey, put me down for Sunday.
- Impossible, I'm full.

I can pop round first thing,
mine is just a few snips.

- Sure, a few snips.
- Look, it's all matted.

Yeah, it's a bit of a mess.

I'm off,
or the woman from 5A will shrivel.

Shame,
she's only got three hairs on her head.

- The lift isn't working, Fernanda.
- What?

They're waiting for me at the bingo hall.

Someone has it on hold
and they won't let it go.

- I bet it's the shithead from flat 10B.
- I said the same thing to Pauli.

I've been waiting to go to bingo all day,
and now this.

It's so unfair.

Well then, back inside again,
as if I were a prisoner.

Why did I move to an eighth-floor flat?

Exactly.

What's going on?

- Someone has the lift on hold.
- Again?

Hey, we have to talk.
I've been thinking.

Go on. No. Tell me later,
I've got the kids in a lesson.

I will, I can't stand it
when you don't let me finish.

Hey, when haven't I let you finish?

- All the time, Trini, I start--
- Trini!

- Gotta go. Tell me later.
- Listen. When I...

Bloody hell.

Well, look who's here.

I've found you at last.
Where the hell were you?

- Why does the floor keep moving?
- Come on, shut up.

Get a move on.
I'll rip your head off this time.

Come on!
Get inside.

Hang on.

- Fernanda.
- What?

- The lift is here.
- Really? Who was it?

- Who do you think? The shithead from 10B.
- What an awful man.

Yes, Mónica, what is it?

Yes. Fine.
What do you expect me to be doing?

I'm here, watching TV with the boy,

I'm a bit fed up
of dinosaurs and so on but anyway...

Yes, don't worry.

Don't rush,
you can come whenever you like.

I'm quite happy with him.

I want those divisions for tomorrow, okay?
Diego...

Tell your mum
she owes me for your lessons.

And remind her
I gave you a snack again,

- just so she knows.
- I'll tell her,

but just so you know,
I like Nocilla more than spam.

Some kid!
You'll go without one day.

Damned kid.

- Can we talk now?
- Hell, you scared me!

- Woman...
- Looking through the spyhole again?

You know it's my hobby.

Hey, why do you give Pauli's kid a snack?
As well as...

The other kids bring their own snack,
I feel sorry for him.

Honestly, you're so kind you seem stupid.
Come on, invite me in for a drink.

I'll grab a beer.

Grab one from the top, they're colder.

I don't know about you,
but I can't believe it.

- What are you on about?
- What do you mean, what am I on about?

I can't keep it to myself,
I can't help it.

Stop chewing over it
and tell me what's up.

We have to do something.

For the minute,
control yourself with the crisps,

- you're scoffing them down.
- Hey, don't restrict me.

The only bit of freedom I have...

I can't drink in front of Paco
and my girl is on a diet... She's huge.

You should set an example.
Well, if you ask me.

I said, I don't do it in front of them.
That's why I come here.

- Besides, that doesn't matter right now.
- Really? What matters then?

It's so unfair
those kids don't know they're family.

That's it, I've said it.

Listen, Milagros,

we've got enough on our plates.

I'm this close to losing my job.
And you too, with your problem.

They have the same blood
running through their veins.

What about the grandmothers?

Not talking to each other all these years.
You must be curious.

- No, I haven't the slightest interest.
- Come off it!

Honestly, you've got a gossip syndrome.

They're sisters, squabbling over nothing!

You don't stop talking to a sister
over a squabble.

- I can tell you're an only child.
- Well, whatever.

We ought to do something.

Things get sorted when you talk.
Damn it, they should talk, right?

Talk, she says.

Honestly, you're outrageous, Milagros.

You love sorting out other people's lives.

What do you expect me to do?
Mine is a hopeless case.

Well, do whatever you want,
but don't get me involved this time.

I don't know why I open my mouth.

- Anything else?
- I'll have one of those sausages.

- A white one?
- Yes.

- How much is it?
- That's 19.90, please.

Thank you.

Next?

- Hello? What is it, Trini?
- Milagros.

Listen, I'm done.
This is ridiculous, we know their life

- inside out, and what for? For nothing.
- No, Trini, wait.

We'll find out something.

Please yourself, but I'm going home now.

Hang on, Trini, listen...

Trini?
Trini!

Milagros?

What are you doing here?

I've just been to Rosario's gym,
it's round the corner.

You got me spying all day
whilst you're at the bingo hall?

No, I don't play bingo anymore...
I was following Manuela and she went in.

Manuela?
She doesn't seem the type.

I know.
But I've just had a thought...

- No.
- Wait.

Let's breathe.

Together.

Straighten up and breathe in.

Hold it.

Breathe out.

Again.
Rosario.

- Rosario.
- What is it now?

You have to stretch out your left arm
and bend your right leg.

What am I doing?

The complete opposite. Stretch out
your left arm and bend your right leg.

It doesn't matter, I do it my way.

It'd be better
if you did it in harmony with the rest.

- It's important for the energy--
- Look, I come here to get rid of my belly.

I don't need to be
in harmony with anyone's energy,

so cut the crap.

Let's change over!
Right!

Breathe in, deeper.

Sixty-seven.
Six, seven.

Sixty-one.
Six, one.

Fifty-three.
Five, three.

How's it going, Fernanda?

I need more cards.

- I bought you four and we haven't started.
- What?

From the moment I leave my house
the clock starts ticking.

This isn't what we agreed to.
You're stringing me along.

Whatever you say, but you either
buy me more cards or I'm going home.

Here.

- That's more like it.
- Make them last.

The old hag is a gambling addict.

Fifty-seven.
Five, seven.

Bingo has been called.

Fernanda.
Fernanda!

That's her.
Stop her.

Stop her!
Stop her!

- Forty-six. Four, six.
- Would you like to sit down?

No, thank you.

- I'm waiting for some friends.
- Mine haven't turned up.

Would you mind playing a card with me?

I hate playing on my own,
as if I were an old compulsive gambler.

Well, I'll play
just one card until they come.

Seventy-two.
Seven, two.

Trini, the first one is in the bag.

Okay, over or...

Right, you know what you have to do, okay?

Yes, but I want
two tubs of Nocilla every lesson.

- I'll give you two lumps of shit!
- No deal then.

You awkward brat, come here.

Okay, two tubs,
but hurry up, she's over there. Run!

Milagros, she's going inside.
Over.

- Okay.
- Sixty-four. Six, four.

The cup.

Sixty-one.
Six, one.

The cup!

Thirty-four.
Three, four.

- Oh my God!
- Good heavens.

Good gracious, how clumsy of me.

- Look what I've done.
- Don't worry.

Shall I ask the waitress
for some stain remover?

No, I'll go to the toilet,
maybe with a bit of water...

Yes, you go to the toilet,
I'll look after your card.

Twenty-nine.
Two, nine.

Make the most of your trip to the toilet.

- Thirty-three. Three, three.
- Sorry?

Turn your knickers inside out,
it brings good luck.

Fifty-two.
Five, two.

The other one is coming now.

- Christ.
- Twenty-six. Two, six.

Excuse me, do you know Fernanda?

Thank you.

Excuse me, are you Fernanda?

- Seventeen. One, seven.
- Yes.

Your grandson asked me to fetch you.

He's left his keys at home
and, obviously, he can't come in here.

When I've finished my card.

Sorry?

- Your grandson is outside.
- Fernanda.

- He's stood at the door like a dog.
- Get out.

I'm going because I have to,
not because you're telling me to.

Fifty-seven.
Five, seven.

Unbelievable.

Hey, your cards.

We'll settle it later.

Fifty-two.
Five, two.

This is almost line.

Forty.
Four, zero.

So, how's it going?

These two will leave here
with their quarrel made up. I can see it.

All I can see is we're going to mess it up
and I'm about to lose my job.

You'll hardly be there much longer...
Pour her a beer.

Well, it doesn't look too bad.
Once I'm home...

- What are you doing here?
- Are you following me?

Me?
Following you? That's all I need.

Some kid asked me to come
because his gran...

I needn't give you any explanations.

Thirty-four.
Three, four.

Thirty-seven.
Three, seven.

What did I tell you?
When I see it, I see it.

Fifty-two.
Five, two.

Thirteen.
One, three.

Twenty-six.
Two, six.

I keep thinking about
what happened the other day.

Seeing the children playing at the party...

They're kids, they'll get over it.

Twenty-nine.
Two, nine.

Maybe this isn't the best thing for them.

When have you thought about
what's good for someone?

Please...

Sixty-four.
Six, four.

Fifty-six.
Five, six.

Seventy-seven.
Seven, seven.

Fifty-five...

I'm still waiting for you to say sorry.

- Me?
- Seventy-eight. Seven, eight.

Sixty-three.
Six, three.

Why did you turn up at Luis' funeral?

Twenty-seven.
Two, seven.

How can you have the audacity to ask that?

Forty-three.
Four, three.

Seventy-seven.
Seven, seven.

Certainly, you're a visionary.

Twenty-five.
Two, five.

Bingo.

- Bingo has been called.
- Bingo, and I've got nothing.

- What a surprise.
- Have I come at a bad time?

I'm getting dinner ready,
Roberto is playing paddle tennis.

Your son lives a good life.

- I didn't know.
- If you'd called beforehand...

To avoid coming all this way for nothing.

No, I only came to bring the girl's dress,
I've just finished it.

Why did you bother?
It's an old dress.

Well, she can wear it to play out...
Look, it's turned out really well.

Why would she wear a patched-up dress?

She has so many brand new clothes...

Look.

All your friends are over there.

Why don't you leave the phone
and go with them?

Can we go to the swings with Daniel?

Hello?

Yes, I'm his wife.

What?

Is he all right?

I'll be there right away.

Milagros, when you're set on something
you're like a steam hammer.

What?

Is he all right?

Sure, I'm on my way.
Which hospital is he in?

ACCIDENT AND EMERGENCY

This one...

I phoned Mónica, but she didn't answer.

Thank goodness Manuela was nearby,
she's on her way.

Milagros?

After all we went to
to get the grans together

and now fate brings them together.

Fate?
You're joking, right?

How they can keep it from them
that they're family?

It's lovely to have cousins at that age.

Milagros,
I must remind you that we're here

because your husband has had
a slight heart attack.

I think you should talk to him.
You know I'll always help you out.

Talk?
No way. He should look for a job.

Well, yes, and stop going
to the bar so often, right? If you ask me.

He has too much free time.

Yes, and he spends that time
in the bar, right?

You trying to tell me something?

Manuela.

- I'm sorry you had to come like this.
- Don't worry, Trini.

You must be Milagros.

- How's your husband.
- It isn't too serious.

Thank goodness.

Well, we're all here now.

Rosario, Roberto didn't answer,
that's why I phoned you.

Right.
How's Paco?

Just a slight heart attack.

- He has a weak liver.
- Just a bit of a fright.

I'll give him a fright when he gets out.

Well, I'm leaving.
This is no place for children.

- Yes, of course. Me too.
- No, of course not.

Look, I don't want to poke my nose
where it's not wanted.

But now that you're here together,
you could talk for a while.

- Not wanting to poke your nose in...
- I'm waiting for Paco,

but Trini can look after the kids,
and you two can talk

- about your own business.
- They've understood, Milagros...

Milagros, all this was your idea, right?

It's unbelievable.

Was this a set-up?

Look, Rosario, I won't lie.
Not today.

Shut up!

- Why are you laughing along with her?
- I can laugh along with whoever I want.

- If you want my opinion...
- No, no one wants your opinion.

It's unfair that those kids
don't know they have the same blood.

You keep on about blood.

Good grief.
Mónica...

- What's she doing here?
- I called her,

but she didn't answer,
so I phoned you, Manuela.

You have to hide, she can't see you here.

Me? Hide?
That's all I needed.

- Rosario, please.
- I said no.

- Please, Rosario.
- Please.

- This is unbelievable.
- Come on.

Get behind the desk.

Hurry up.

- What are you doing here, Mum?
- I phoned her.

You didn't answer so I thought
it might be a good idea to let her know.

- Yes.
- Right. How's your friend's husband?

- Fine, it was just a fright in the end.
- A slight heart attack, that's all.

- That's all? Mum...
- You go, love.

- You were at work, right?
- Yes, but...

Well then...

You're acting a bit strange.

- Are we?
- No, not at all.

Has she gone yet?

She's still there.

What am I doing
crouched on a hospital floor?

- Well, it's quite clean.
- Shut up.

Why are you hiding?
It has nothing to do with you?

I don't know, out of sisterhood.

- You're not allowed here.
- You don't say!

Come out from under there.

Never mind just a moment.
This is my workplace.

What's that woman doing?

Where were you all this time?
Having breakfast?

I won't allow you to insult me,

let alone hide underneath my desk.

Is she talking to herself?

State hospital, she's at the limit.

Minds, people...
But, run along.

Well, what do I do now then?
Go?

Of course,
What are you waiting for?

Go on.
You go, I'll take the boy.

- All right. Okay, we'll talk later.
- Yes.

All right.
Bye.

I'm going to call security.

- Come on.
- Security?

There are two madwomen under my desk.
Where are you going? You can't leave.

Yes, they're on the run.
Identify them?

- Well, two old women... fat women!
- I heard you, you miserable creature.

The dirty cow called you fat!

- Me? What a joke.
- Get a move on.

Honestly, Mum, I don't understand you.

You said you would.
This one favour I ask...

I told you yesterday.
I can never rely on you.

No.
No, I'm sorry.

Okay, yes.
All right.

- Okay, thanks. Kisses. Bye.
- What's wrong?

Nothing, we have to cancel
dinner with our friends.

Why?
What's happened?

My mum, she's busy,
she can't look after the girl.

Well, I'll phone my mum,
she won't mind looking after her.

- There's no need.
- What do you mean, no need?

Well, there's no need,
the dinner isn't that important, is it?

Where is the girl by the way?

Two, three, four...

Granny, I want some water.

- Water?
- Yes.

Here, honey.

Tell your friend we have to go now.

You brought your little doll?

- Wasn't that Mum's?
- Yes.

It was on the sideboard, next to the TV.

- Robert loved playing with it.
- Yes, so did Mónica.

If Mum could see them...

She meant so much to the family.

Talking to you is impossible, Rosario.
You're always running away.

What do you want, Manuela?

Why did you go to Luis' funeral?

I can't figure it out?
Why?

Was it to hurt me?

No, it wasn't to hurt you.

I knew how you'd react.

I knew that when I turned up,
you'd hate me even more.

And I hated you too.
But I had to go.

What do you mean you hated me?
To top it all.

Look, Rosario, I've forgiven you.

What have you forgiven me for?

After everything you've done to me,
I'm the one who can't forgive you.

What are you talking about?
Me?

Come on.

Rosario, let's talk.

Hello, son.

Yes, she's with me.

Yes, of course I'll stay with her.
Okay, see you later.

- Have they said anything else?
- They'll discharge him now.

- That's good.
- What did I tell you?

I've got an eye for it...

This week, happy ever after.

- Was I right or not, Trini?
- Have you heard yourself, Milagros?

What's got into you?

Look... I'd better keep my mouth shut.

No, spit it out.
I have to prise everything out of you.

Have you heard yourself, Milagros?
With all the problems you have

and all you're worried about
is whether they make up or not.

- What about your mess? Who'll sort it out?
- Mine, Trinidad? What mess?

Milagros, your mess.

We're in hospital. Your husband
had a heart attack, he's a...

A drunkard? Say it.
Spell it out. A drunkard.

You think I don't know?

- Why do you always look out for others?
- For others...

When you were broke
you didn't mind me looking out for others.

- What the hell are you looking at?
- You got it off your chest.

Look, nosy parker, I won't give you
a piece of my mind because I'm polite.

- Yes, I can see that.
- Get to work, frump.

Rude cow.

It's a crime
you haven't tried fried pastry.

Hasn't your mum ever made it?

No.

My mum used to make it every Sunday.

I'd ask for the rolling pin,
and Rosario would cut the strips.

And now, we'll fry them.

The oil is nice and hot.

Spaced apart so they don't stick.
There's room for another one here.

This is ready now.

You'll burn your fingers, kiddo.
Besides, they need the final touch.

There.

- It's delicious.
- Of course it is.

Everything that is fried
with sugar on is delicious by law.

Right.

If you like fried pastry so much,
why don't you make it?

It isn't much fun
making fried pastry for yourself.

I'm going to watch TV.

Carmen...

After your ice cream, off to bed.

What are you doing, Granny?

Preparing some meat for you to take home.

Why don't you keep it?

I've got more than enough.

What's up?
Didn't you like it?

Yes, but it's a shame
it will end up in the bin.

No, nothing gets thrown away here.
That's what food containers are for.

My mum throws
all the food containers in the bin.

What does Daddy say?

Nothing.

- Be careful.
- All right.

Paco,

how are you feeling?

As if I've been run over by a lorry.

- Well, get some rest now.
- Thanks, Trini.

- What's up with her?
- I've no idea.

Delicious.

Haven't you sat down yet?
Come on, to the table.

Stop eating crisps.
You won't eat your lunch.

Make me a bit of room.

There.

Pass me your plate.

- Do you want two?
- Three.

- And potatoes, of course.
- Fine.

I'll put some sauce on it after.
Pass me your plate, love.

No, thanks, I don't want any.

You don't want any?

No, really.
I'll have these other things.

- I roasted it, it smells delicious.
- No, it makes me sick.

You'll have some lamb, right?

No, don't give her any,
she doesn't eat it.

- I think she's had some here in the past.
- No.

She's too young to eat it,
it doesn't agree with her.

- Isn't that right, Roberto?
- Yes.

Yes, the girl doesn't eat lamb.

Have you got anything a bit lighter?
A breast of chicken?

Yes, it's just...

Don't worry, I'll do it, I don't mind.

No, really, don't get up, I'll do it.

I don't want to give you more work.

It's no trouble, really.

- Really?
- None at all.

While you're at it,
do one for me too, please.

Of course.

- Pauli. How are you?
- Guess where I've just been.

- Where?
- To hospital.

- Hospital? What happened?
- My Diego has serious indigestion.

He spent all night and all morning
being sick all over the house.

Come inside and we can talk.

I drove myself crazy
wondering what he could have eaten

and this morning I went into his room
to clean up more sick

and I found a whole load
of tubs of Nocilla under his bed.

He wouldn't tell me
where he got them from,

until I slapped him twice and he told me.

Who do you think you are
giving my Diego things?

And involving him in your funny business?

I'm not up to any funny business.

Listen, it's the last time
you give my kid anything.

- Okay? Nothing.
- What's all this row?

Milagros, keep out of it.

- You've got a cheek.
- Cheek? Why?

You never complain when she gives
your kid a snack day after day.

- Milagros, don't piss me off.
- How many lessons do you owe her?

- What's that got to do with it?
- How many does she owe?

Well, June, July and August so far.

Trini, love, that's not normal.

I'm having a hard time right now, okay?

- I know, I understand.
- See?

She understands, so have a bit of shame

before laying into her.

Besides, the plan was my idea,
I'm a mischief-maker.

What plan?

Nothing. I keep prying
into other people's lives.

Well, I'm off.

Trini, forgive me,
but I'm really anxious these days.

I know.

Anxiety is really bad.

Well, less anxiety
and more paying your kid's fees.

We all have our own troubles.

Milagros...

Forgive me
for everything I said the other day.

No, Trini, you forgive me.

We're here for one another.

Girls, this is more interesting
than the TV soaps.

Are you at the spyhole too?

I get so bored,
and these things liven up my life.

- Come in, I'll invite you to a coffee.
- Come on, Fernanda.

I'll get my keys.

- Down the ramp?
- Yes.

All right.

Great.
Hey, Daniel, are you hungry?

- I'm starving.
- Shall we grab a snack?

- Yes.
- Come on, let's go.

Let's see.
Where's the chocolate? Here.

- You put it in here, remember?
- Yes.

Good heavens!

You're the best goalie around.
Here.

You're so strong!
You stay there, I'll get it.

I told her I don't eat lamb.

Neither me nor the girl, of course.

You should have seen her face.
She'll want to give me leftovers.

No, there's still the cake to do.

Yes, it's just us.

Anyway...

Mum, I'll tell you later,
I have to go inside.

All right.
Kisses.

Bloody hell.

Mum!

Mum!

This woman is deaf.

Where is she going?

Happy birthday to you

We'd better go now.

- Roberto, ready to go?
- Sure.

- Carmen, get your things, we're leaving.
- Yes, Mum, it's late.

- I want to stay a bit longer.
- Carmen, we'll come again soon.

Fine. Do you want to take
some cake with you?

No, thanks, Rosario.

I'm not talking to you.
I'm asking my son.

- Pardon?
- What's the matter, Mum?

Do you want some cake or not?

- Why are you talking to me like that?
- Answer!

Mum, please.

- Carmen, we're leaving. Come on.
- Granny, what's up?

Nothing, sweetie.
Don't worry.

You'll take me to the swings, right?

Of course I will.

That's for me to decide.

I won't put up with you treating me
like this, let alone in front of the girl.

- The last time, do you hear?
- That's enough, Belén!

Let's go.

I want to go with Daniel.

- Daniel?
- Who is Daniel?

My friend Daniel, right, Granny?

It's Mónica's son.

Mónica?

- What are you doing here?
- I remembered it's your birthday today.

What is she doing here?

Sorry, I didn't think...

- I'd better go.
- No.

Stay.

It's unbelievable.

Unbelievable.

You took my daughter
to see these people behind my back?

- When, Mum?
- Look...

The birthday party I took her to
was Mónica's son's party,

- but I didn't know.
- You didn't?

No, I swear.
I found out when I arrived.

- But the girl was so happy...
- Sure, you did it for her, right?

What do you think?

It's my fault.

She didn't want to leave her,
but I insisted.

This has nothing to do with you.

Are you expecting someone else?

- This is all I need.
- Where's my mum?

Mum?

What are you doing here?

I was about to say the same.

- How did you know--?
- I followed you.

You followed me?
Why are you following me?

That's not the point now, Mum.

What was my son doing with this?

That's Carmen's.

Carmen?
Carmen who?

Carmen, come here.

My little sweetie.

Belén, take the girl.

Go on, love.

I'll wait in the car.
Don't be long.

What's going on, Mum?

When I saw Rosario, I was taken aback too,

but it was Daniel's birthday party...

- Right.
- And he was so lonely.

You knew and you didn't tell me.

You've seen them together, Mónica.

If I'd known who she was,
I wouldn't have let her in.

How can you say that?
She's just a child.

You see, Mum? How could you leave
my daughter with these people?

They poison everything.

You've nothing to say?

Carmen is my daughter,
you can't do as you please with her.

She's my granddaughter, too.

Though you only remember
when you need a babysitter.

Very nice of you.

Well, you can't talk.
You do exactly the same.

You're siding with him now?

I swear, I don't understand.

This woman ruined our lives, remember?

Are you going to let her
carry on like this? Here?

In your house, Mum?
After all you've been through.

After what, huh?
After what?

Hasn't your mother told you?

Or you forgot she slept with my dad?

And you had the nerve
to turn up at his funeral.

You've nothing to say?

Aren't you going to talk?

Fine.

Fine.

Why did you go?

To mark your territory,
to hurt my mum even more?

Right, that's enough.
Enough!

Didn't I have a right?

- None at all?
- No.

You had no right.

Right, that's it. We needn't
put up with this, Mum. Let's go.

Mum.

Right, fine.

Manuela.

Did you know
Luis was going to leave you to be with me?

Mónica was right,
coming here was a mistake.

When he went to tell you, I don't know
what you said, but I never saw him again.

What did you expect?

What do you mean?
I'd torn my whole life apart for him.

And when he called me, he said

he was sorry, he couldn't leave you
and he hoped I understood.

Understood what?

I'd left my husband
and I'd lost my only sister.

And Mum?

Mum couldn't even look at me.

Mum suffered so much with all this,
to the very last day.

Yes, but I'm the one
who was left totally alone with a baby.

I've been very lonely, too, Rosario.

When I found out Luis had died,

I told Roberto the whole story.

I hadn't been able to tell him before.

That's why we went
to the funeral, Manuela.

Because my child had
the same right as yours

to be there to say goodbye to his father.

What?

You heard.

What do you mean, his father?

His father.

What are you saying?

He had to say goodbye
to his father, Manuela!

I've been stewing on it all these years,
what did you say to him?

What did you threaten him with
for him to not once

take any interest in his son, Manuela?

And all this time... you thought I knew.

Carmen, come here.

What's up, honey?

Tell Daniel
he has to give me this in the park.

Okay, I'll tell him.

Darling.

I didn't know, I swear.

I know, I realise that now.

You should have seen your face.

Waiting so many years

and it turns out I'm the one
who should be saying sorry.

No, it was my fault.

Well, and Luis' fault.

Luis...

That man hurt us so much.

The bastard.

Son of a bitch.

I'm so sorry, Manuela.

I'm glad I'm here with you
on your birthday.

Can I have a piece of cake?

Have some.

Do you want some?

No.
You won't eat your lunch.

Go with Carmen.
You've been dying to see her.

It's about time!

You can't imagine
the state the house was in.

The place was a tip.

- It was a real mess yesterday.
- You see?

I told you, you're a worryguts.

What a pleasure, by Jove.
Thanks, love.

So, a petty squabble, huh?

Well, "petty squabble".
Don't take everything literally.

You must agree, I'm right.

I'm good at sorting out people's lives.

Yours isn't too bad either.

Well, it has its good days.
But I'm like a steam hammer.

You know me.

Thank goodness, Milagros.
Thank goodness...

How did your honey-coated
fritters turn out?

Delicious.
I added a bit of aniseed, like you said.

You never do as I say, you're so stubborn.

But I also added a pinch of cinnamon,
like with French toast,

which gives it that special touch.

Cinnamon on honey-coated fritters?
You're mad.

- Honestly.
- No.

Trust me, try it.

- I was just thinking.
- What?

I won't say, you'll think it's silly.

That's for sure.

I was thinking, we could have brought Mum
some honey-coated fritters,

she loved them...

You're daft.

See? If I'd known,
I wouldn't have told you.

GOOD MANNERS