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Our father who are in heaven...

Nobody will speak of us when we're dead.

Hello?

What's the matter?
- Juan got caught by a bull.

They say we should go to the "plaza".

Mexico District Federal.
3 years later.

Decadence? Which decadence are
you talking about?

Don't you guess?
Yours, "gringos".

We're not "gringos".
We are "american-mexicans".

That does not exist, my friend.

Don't be upset, there's nothing personal.
It's just a matter of history.

You've had your apogee but also
your decadence like the Romans.

History is like a circle.

-A circle.
-A circle?

Yes, my friend.

You're wrong when you blame
the japaneses for the situation.

Whose fault if not your wives' who
fuck with everybody except you?

This is decadence, my friend.

There's nothing more decadent that your
wife fucking with another man.

Ain't that the truth, Ch�?

Did you like it?

You see. I was right.

Can I have something to drink, Don Evaristo?
- Of course, take what you want.

She's from Spain.

What's she doing here?

Her husband is ill.
She came here to make a fortune.

-Did she make it?
-No.

You see how I'm right.

Before our women sucked
spanish dicks.

Now, it's the opposite.

We're back to the starting point.

You're a philosopher.

No.

I read, that's all.

Misters, you know the deal.

Only dollars. A thousand of ours
against a hundred of yours.

- Evaristo?
- Yes, Eduardo. What's the matter?

Almost all bank-notes are fake.

You're not going to do the fake money
trick to get a better discount from us?

Carry on.

Furthermore, I think they're cops.

I have the same feeling.

A team of fag cops who want to fuck us.

I don't care if you think we're fags.

Everybody knows that fags think
they are the sex norm.

What I don't like is that
you think of us as cops.

Very well, my friend.

Only one way to know the truth.

Did you already fuck a dead girl?

Relax.

There are two kinds of guy
who would not fuck with a dead girl.

Cops because they're not men and
fags because they only like to be fucked.

Enough with the bullshit!

Sit down!

Fucking sicko!

Let the whore and give me the
briefcase, quick!

Don't fuck with me, son of a bitch!
- Don't move, bastard!

Put back your pants, filthy pig!

They're cops alright.

Good guess, fat fuck.
We're from the D.A.

What's your intention?

To arrest us because
we came with a whore?

Bank-notes are false and they're yours.

You didn't get it.

We're cops but we did not
come here as cops.

We're not here to arrest you but to steal
the briefcase from you and to kill you.

You, whore, take the briefcase
and give it to my pal. Quick!

Don't move!

I'm sorry.

Eduardo?

Get me outta here!

Get me outta here!

Get me outta here!

Fuck!

Listen to me, Eduardo.

We must take back the briefcase.

If the lady learns that we
lost it we're dead.

Do what I tell you.

Eduardo, for god's sake,
do what I tell you.

Give up that phone.

-Who are you calling?
-My daughter.

You're calling your daughter...

while I'm in the middle of dying.
Get me to a hospital and get me cured.

Nobody will cure you, Evaristo.

Nobody will save you.

Nobody.

You're already dead.

That true?

It's life.

Fucking destiny.

A woman should only suck
her husband, you get it?

Only her husband.

Don't get nervous.

I didn't want to hurt you.

You're a very sensitive woman.

You know...

My wife never put a saucer under
my cup of coffee.

My mother on the other hand...

??

You came here looking for gold?

You've found it!

Take this.

Inside...

You will find all the places they
use to launder their money.

Peltries, dry cleaners, banks...

You get it?

All is yours.

I'm cold.

With Mario we planned to
steal their dollars

and flee with the money

because they...

couldn't go to the
police and give us in.

They got this money illegaly.

If you find a good hideout,
they will never find you.

You hear me?

What's your name?

Gloria.

Gloria.

Gloria...

When you will be rich, Gloria,

remember me.

Ok?

My mother is dead and if
you don't do it

nobody will remember me.

Don't shoot! He's an american
policeman, his name is Many Rowina.

And me, I'm only a whore.

Celia?

Celia.

Expeled.

Can I come in?

And Juan?

Where you left him.

Julia...

Come on, come on!

Keep on studyin', I'm back.

Take this.

Don't forget to bring back the dishes.

-Very well.
-Good-bye.

Jonathan, don't put
crumbles on the floor.

If you have finished, pick up
your copies, please.

Mortgage.

Julia?

I've brought you a radio

and pictures from Mexico.

Thanks.

Gloria?

What's the matter with you?

A cat got your tongue?

After you left for three years
without even saying good-bye

I suppose I can at least get
an explanation from you.

I don't know where to start.

Why did you come back?

I've been expelled.

I've done ugly things, far from you,

real ugly things.

You also did some ugly things here.
Don't you remember?

-I've noticed that you kept on paying the
mortgage loan. -I've been paying it for 3 years.

I have no job, right now, but as soon
as I have one...

No. No more promises from you.

Did you stop drinking?

Yes.

You're sure?

Yes.

You like the radio?

Yes.

Gloria...

I have some bad news for you.

Your mother died last year but I couldn't
let you know since I didn't where you were.

The only mother I ever had is you.

Julia.

Come on, don't cry all the time.
Look at your face.

You'd better tell me how this radio works.

Here, you switch on. There, you switch off.

Don't cry, my daughter, you're at home now.
Don't cry anymore.

Mrs Amelia.

How is she?

Doctors think she has something inside her
causing the bleeding but they can't find what.

Anyways, I'm bringing her
back home tomorrow.

You want her to be examined
by other doctors?

No.

Eduardo.

-I'd like to talk to you.
-Yes, Mrs Amelia.

What happened?

A trap. The cops were D.A. agents.

And the whore?

A gift from Evaristo for the "gringos".
You know how he was.

-Something else?
-No.

Who got you in touch with the "gringos"?

Ponciano.

Find me that whore.
I want to talk to her.

-But Mrs Amelia... -My greetings
to Celia when she wakens up.

What is this?

Are you angry at God?

Let's go.

I thought you were sleeping.

Peltry "Americana".

Can I help you, Miss?

I thought it was a fitting room.

To rent. 5457856.

5457856.

What will you have?

Orange juice, please.

-Gloria is back.
-Really?

-Yesterday.
-What are you going to do?

What do you want me to do?
It's her home before mine.

Yes, but you're paying the rent.

You being so smart, sometimes
I can't understand you...

She left her husband. Then, she comes back
and you greet her with open arms.

Her husband is also my son.

Yes but it's her husband first.

There's no use arguing. You always
had a soft spot for that girl.

What did she do during
those three years?

I don't know.
Nothing worthy, I guess.

-She's still drinking? -Not a
single drop. At least, that's what she says.

We'll see if she means it when
she talks about helping you.

On the subject of husbands, Julia.

Do you know that I'm seriously
thinking about getting married again?

With whom?

The man waving at us.
Come. I'll introduce you.

And he will bring us back
to your home with his car.

You're marrying him to have
a cab driver at your disposal?

Shut up, he's very helpful.

Someone stole my wallet!

So?

She's always drunk.

Her husband got an accident
but she never gave details.

-She's a very sad woman, she doesn't
speak much. -I don't care about that.

Where is she?

Gloria is not like us,
she's not a pro.

-She works only to buy her booze.
-I've asked you a question!

Where is she?

-I don't know.
-What?

I don't know.

Police expelled her back home.

-Gloria is in Madrid.
-Madrid is a very big place.

-Where exactly in Madrid?
-I don't know. I swear.

It's only a picture.

"Poors are princes that must gain
their kingdoms back".

I don't understand what's written here.

It's what Gloria used to say.

You're gonna laugh at me but when someone
tells someting I like I write it down.

Well. Read it.

"Poors are princes that must gain
their kingdoms back".

If you find her, you will
kill her, won't you?

Buy something you like with this.
Take it.

So, how was your day?

Good.

I've found a job in a peltry.

What kind of job could
you find in a peltry?

Selling.

Selling!

At least it's a job.

What about your studies?

You're not going to spend
all your life without a qualification?

You don't even have your high-school degree.

It's up to you.

First, to find money for the house
then we'll see.

You're not a child anymore and
you know what you're doing, I guess.

I'm only asking you to try to
get your high-school degree.

I will have to buy more presentable
clothes for my job at the shop.

I was thinking we could sell
Juan's clothes...

if it's alright with you.

It was Varga and Vasca the shepard,
comma,

walking along the orchard,
comma,

leading the flock to the weighbridge
with his precious burden. Period.

It's over for today. Leave your
books and the money on the table.

Mrs Julia, my mother will come to pay
you, she wants to talk to you.

And don't call me Jonathan anymore, I've
changed my first name. Now, it's Charly.

Charly?

-Does your mother know?
-No. See you tomorrow.

See you tomorrow.

Listen to me, Mrs Julia. I have nothing against
you, even if we don't share the same values.

We've always respected you.

But we don't want your daughter-in-law to benear our kids
now that she's living with you again.

-Speaking as Christians...
-You call that a Christian attitude?

President Azana was right when saying; uniforms and
processions, that's the only things to expect

from our country today.
Get out!

Don't pay attention to that bloody fool.
What can you expect from a woman
calling her son Jonathan?

I'm not crying because of what she said.

I don't care about their sayings.

I think we should not sell
Juan's clothes.

In the end, it's all he left us with.

Take this.

You will give it back next week,
when you get your first pay.

No, Julia. Really.

My daughter, don't be foolish.
Take it.

Is it enough?

Yes, thank you.

I'm going down to Ramiro's bar
to see a movie.

Why wouldn't you come with me?
It will entertain you for a few hours.

-Thanks, Julia. Go by yourself, I have
some chores to finish. -As you wish.

-Good evening, my boy.
-Good evening, Mrs Julia.

-Good evening, Mrs Julia.
-No. Tonight, I'd rather have an "apple".

Son, give an "apple" to Mrs
Julia and make it snappy.

You know that my boy wants
to become a bullfighter?

-What a pest!
-Like I believe you!

You think I will swallow that at my age?

Well, but you won't tell him, will you?

How is Gloria? She did not
even get down to say hi.

It's best for her to stay out of your bar.

And that "apple", son?
The movie is about to begin!

And don't make so much noise or
she won't hear anything.

It will cost you 80.000 pesetas for the
deposit and 80.000 for the first month.

-What's your name?
-Glo...

Mercedes Garrido Sanchez.

Can I see your papers?

They're here.

150...

The small boy is your spitting image.

160.000 pesetas.

Good.

Sign here.

Renting contract.

Hi Charly.

Be careful.
I want them good as new.

Eduardo. We've searched Evaristo's
place and we did not find the papers.

-You don't know where they could be?
-Of course, not.

They don't mean much to him now.

Tomorrow, we have a meeting at Mrs Amelia's.
Don't forget because she wants to talk to you.

Very well. I'll be there.

-You don't want to have dinner at my place?
I've cooked some "chilaquiles". -No thanks.

Your book...

A little bit bloody at the beginning
but then it gets better.

Shut up!

What's the matter, Sophia?

Let us pass. Stay quiet.

Go have a look upstairs, quick!

Fucking shit!

Hello? Can I speak to Mrs Amelia?

Whisky.

You've seen my clothes?
Don't you like them?

You don't know anything, boy.

In our business, the attitude is
what matters.

Look at me. I can go to the restaurant
or at the hotel, nobody would guess...

They're here.

What was I talking about, Osvaldo?

Villalva.

Have you already seen him playing, Eduardo?

-Of course, I was a big fan.
-And you, Ponciano?

No.

Of course. You were too busy
betraying us with the two "gringo"
cops who killed Evaristo.

Weren't he, Eduardo?

It's the truth.

Eduardo.

Someone burglarized the Madrid's peltry
shop and it wasn't exactly furs

he was looking for but our money.

The spanish whore stole Evaristo's papers.
Why hiding it from me?

I would prefer if it was you
pullin the trigger, Mrs Amelia.

You know how I appreciate you.

No, Eduardo. I've lost my energy.
I could hurt you.

Why didn't you tell me all the story?

It would be too long to explain.

I have time ahead.

You know, Eduardo.

I also appreciate you.

An "apple".

Give me an "apple", Ramiro.

I can't serve you, Gloria.

-It's the last time.
-No, you must stop drinking.

Come on, go back home.

Come with me, Mrs Gloria.

Don't touch me.

Don't call me Mrs Gloria!

I have to close now.

Die.

I've spent all the money!

The mortgage money,
I've spent everything.

I don't want to be poor.

I'm not like you, Julia.

You must help me or I don't
know what will become of me.

You said to me once...

"Poors are princes who must gain their..."

Mrs Amelia.

You know that I've always kept my word
and that I'm efficient, don't you?

I know.

I've killed 17 people for you
without failing.

Never.

And now...

I don't know...

I have the impression that he wants my daughter.
-Who wants to take your daughter?

Tell me who he is and I kill
him myself.

Even you couldn't kill him, Mrs Amelia.

-It's God.
-God?

At last, Eduardo! I'm not here to joke
and how can you be so sure, anyway?

He told me.

-He told you?
-Yes, he told me.

And why does he want to take her?

Because I've killed.

He can't punish you for being a killer.

We've always been very respectful
to him.

Even him had to show steadiness
like us.

It's in the Bible. Read it.

Trust me.

Tomorrow, you and Osvaldo
will fly to Madrid to find the whore.

And you'll bring back Evaristo's papers.

-Understood?
-Yes, Mrs Amelia.

I'll take care of your daughter.
With me nothing will happen to her.

Take care of yourself, my daughter.

Tomorrow I'll come to visit you.

-I'm accompanying you.
-Don't bother. We know the way out.

-Take care of yourself, Eduardo.
-Yes, thank you.

-How are you?
-He cheats.

Get up, Gloria, it's time to wake up.

You don't want to be poor. Move yourself.
Poor people don't have time to sleep.

Come on, come on.

Hurry up, Gloria, my pupils
will be here soon.

Julia, I'm sorry.

I don't want excuses.
I'm fed up with excuses.

Another thing. The next time you're
coming in drunk, I'm leaving this house.

You know, I'm sure I'll find a way
for you to pay back the money you spent.

I'll put an ad in the bar for
hairdressing in the morning and evening.

If you want.

In the same time you will apologize
near Ramiro for last night.

You've read carefully all the available
ads? You know where you're going?

Do not give too much explanations.

Just say you just got your
Studies Certificate.

I've graduated you last night. Then
you can begin to prepare yourself

because I'm not here to
offer paper qualification.

-Do not drink whatever happens.
-Don't worry.

How could I not worry?
But what you are looking for now?

My papers.

Show up willingness, Gloria!

When you have finished filling out the
forms, leave them on the table.

Come back in 3 or 4 hours,
time to make the selection.

Write legibly.

Do not hesitate to ask if
you have any problem.

"I will be graduated"...

I'm sorry that you have traveled on
"Atlanta", they're quite uncomfortable.

I hope you like the apartment.

It is well located, in the city center.
In the morning, it's sunny.

You can put the dirty laundry there.

It is better not to go outside with this.
It can be dangerous here in Madrid.

Say, Maria Luisa, it is small
as kitchen.

What's the matter, Osvaldo?
Mrs Amelia is angry against me?
I've never betrayed her.

Can you bring me more pans
and 2 stoves more, if you please?

And do not worry. Our business
here has nothing to do with you.

-Maria Luisa?
-I'm listening, Don Eduardo.

I will need a car
and Madrid's directory.

Yes, of course.

Ampara Gimenez?...small ads.

Lucia Martinez?...Please fill
the form again.

Adolfo Yelpes...small ads.

Carmen Vasquez...small ads.

Gloria Duce?

I'm sorry but you
are not retained.

Rosaria Ocampo...small ads.

Margarita Ines...small ads.

Severino Ordelano...

Looking for women between 25 and 30 years

coffee brand. Those interested should
appear in red dress.

Don Eduardo, do you have a moment?

-I would like to talk to you.
-Later, Maria Luisa, if you please.

Ramiro's bar, I'm listening?

I'm listening?

Ramiro's bar.

What's the matter with you, Julia?

Nothing, my daughter,
I'm old, that's all.

Wait a second...

I'm gonna change your look.

What are you going to do?

Another bun.

This one makes you severe.
- I would like to ask you a favor.

I invited some
friends for tomorrow.

And I'd like you to
prepar dinner.

One of those good dishes
you did before.

Very well. Who will be coming?

-Your friend Esperanza?
-No,they're my "red" friends from prison.

We meet from time to time. One of
them even lived for a long time

in URSS, decorated
of the order of L�nine.

-And it's important?
-It used to be.

What do you want me to cook?

It has to be a good meal
because they're northerners

and when they invite me in their
homes they're doing great.

I thought about a stuffed hake.

You succeeded them so well.

They're expensive.

Yes, you're right. What then?

I don't know. We'll decide tomorrow.

Head down, grandmother.

-Does it hurt?
-No, it's alright.

It's over.

Take a look.

Not bad.

Low bun ages you.

I noticed when I met you.

What I had noticed, it was
your clothes of the shortest kind.

I hope that after our little chat
our meal did not burn.

Julia. I know it does not concern me
but is it true what Juan told me?

When the police arrested
you, they beat you up?

I thought that Juan would
not recall. He was so young.

I've been beaten like hell.
But we were all treated the same way.

They wanted us to denounce "comrades"
but we didn't say a word.

I was so frightened every time

they hit me that I spoke of my father,
my mother and the dogs at our home.

They've shaved my head.

But I told nothing.

And if we made squab
with tomato sauce.

It's not expensive.

Yes.

We'll see. It was just a suggestion.

Over here please.

Welcome.

Welcome, Misses.

Welcome.

If you please, Misses.
Over here.

Misses, please.

Follow me.

Let's hurry up.

Let's hurry up.

Move faster ahead.

Move faster ahead.

Yes.

Yes.

Yes.

-Yes.
-Thank you.

Please.

Spanish cooking.
First recipe.

Oxtail for 6 persons.

Finer, Maria Luisa.

I have three children. I know
how to slice onions.

In a large saucepan...

It's for me.

Mrs Amelia called me. She told me you
had to hurry to find the girl.

My name is Maria-Jos�, but all
people call me Mariche.

Go in the room.

Take these passes and make
yourself beautiful.

Want her?

No. Too young for me.

You always have the age of the
woman you caress.

Fuck, what a bunch of uglies.

They are all terrible.

Look at that girl in red,
she's not bad.

She looks like a bitch.

We'll interview her and see.

Holy cow! Sorry for the red one but
I think we got our switchboard operator.

Let me still see the other one.

-You know that we are looking for switchboard operator?
-Yes.

-How old are you?
-33.

You seem less.

-Are you married?
-Yes.

Too bad.

I thought you were single.

Well no, I'm married.

You see, Gloria, I'll be honest.

You know how the competition is tough for this job.
And I'm not the only one to decide.

But you pleased me as soon as I saw you.

Already 2 pm. You want to have lunch with me?
We'll talk about the job.

You want to fuck with me?

-Why do you say that?
-I think you want to fuck with me.

Presented like this it is a bit
direct but it's true.

To fuck is impossible but I'll
suck you for 5.000 if you want.

You pay in advance.

And him?

I only want to look.
-It's the same, it's 5.000.

Very well.

And for the Mrs?

I would like this one.

I got the dough. Won sucking.
I would like this one.

9.800

And 1.000...

Mrs, you're 1.800 short.

The best way is to put back
one item.

Not the hake.

How much?
- 4200. It will be fine with this. Don't worry about it.

I'm sorry.

Here you are. It's alright.

-Can I take it?
-Yes, of course.

Hello?

Yes.

What?

What about my daughter?

I can't hear you very well.

What's happening to her?

I can't hear you!

Hello? Hello?

Hi. I'm coming for the ad.

To have my hair cut.

Yes.

Hi. I'm the son of Ramiro.

Yes?

You want me to cut your hair?

No. I would like to rent
the mantilla of your husband.

Why?

I begin Sunday and Don Juan had promised me
that I would make my debut with his mantilla.

Come in.

I'll get it.

Well, here it is.

Can I wear it?

Not as a student.

The cloak you wear it well or you
don't. Look. Put yourself here.

It is not difficult to understand.

Like this, you make a fold.

Tight. Here.

Hold this.

The same with the other.

Rolled inward.

Give it to me.

Tight and hand out.

Tips both fixed...

...front and back.

Make a smash.

You like it?

I choose it.

Thanks, Mrs Gloria.
You're a strange woman.

You should stop drinking.

Go back home.

What happened?

They have to operate on your daughter.

But don't worry, she's in good hands.

She is no longer in that hospital.

Mrs Amelia transferred her
to a better one.

-When will they operate her?
-This morning.

Mrs Amelia will call as soon as
she's out of the operation room.

You should return to her bedside.

No.

Have you found the whore?

It could be.

It smells good. I have enough.

-Only a bit more.
- Good.

It looks delicious to me.

You know, the other day
I talked to Paquita.

-Always in Valencia?
-Yes, with her son.

-She is happy as any.
-I will call her.

-It will make her very happy.
-How is she doing?

Very well with his son
who earns a good living.

It's very good.
- Who cooked it?

It's her.

She's very precious to me.

-You really do not want to have
dinner with us? -No, no, Julia.

I'll leave you alone.
Help yourself if you are hungry.

Nobody move, this is a hold-up!

You, hold back the dog!

And you, open the door!

Open the door and give
me all the money!

No, it sucks.

You, open the door!

Gloria?

Gloria, my daughter, come here a second.

Taste Marisa's cake.
It is a marvel.

Come on, taste it.

-What is it called?
-This is a German pastry.

It's called an "apple strudel".

Ah, it is you were in Russia?
No, it's her. -It's me.

Gloria, why don't you have a
drink with us? A little Patsara wine?

Would you like that?

-No, thank you.
-You sure you don't want?

Excuse me. Could you tell me
where I could find...

I'm sorry.

Mister?

Don't leave.

I need to talk to you.

-If you want to confess ...
-No, it's not that.

I want to ask your advice.

I have problems with God
because of my job.

What are you doing?

I kill people.

-My name is Maria Robaina.
-How can I help you?

We'll go in the back-room and you will fill
this bag with all the money you're hiding.

Come on! Get up!

Come on!

And no bullshit or I'll kill you!

Quick!

Hurry up!

Answer.
- Just a second!

Give me that bag!

You'll kill nobody, dirty slut!

-Slut!
-Don't move!

Don't move!

Do not let her slip away.
Her weapon is not loaded!

Her weapon is not...

I've killed 17 people.

Always for professional reasons.

Nothing ever happened to me.

But a few months ago
God told me not to kill again.

I did not listen to him because in
my job we can't stop killing.

My daughter got sick and since then,
Whenever I kill her condition worsens.

And today...

I have to kill that woman.

-Don't kill her.
-It's impossible.

If I don't kill her they'll kill me. I'll never see my
daughter again. It is impossible.

I'll tell you a story.

It is true and perhaps
it will serve you.

I had a friend who killed
people like you.

For other reasons, not
better than yours.

Political reasons.

Before the war he had already
killed a lot of people.

One day God called him.

But like you, he did not listen.

When our war broke militia
men tried to find and arrest him.

But he was hiding.

They found his brother, a saint.

The same night they shot him.

And your friend?
What did he do?

He became a priest but with the constant reminder
that his brother had died because of him.

-Now, would you like me to confess you?
-No, God is unjust.

Him too has killed.
I read it in the Bible.

He is also kind of an avenger. Not
as they explained it to you at school.

The God of men is not
the God of children.

What's your name?
- Guzman.

Eduardo Guzman.

Eduardo.

God asks a sacrifice from you.

I do not understand. Which one?

You will know. Have faith.

He's heard you.

Gloria.

Slowly.

Eduardo?

Yes, it's me.

Excuse me, Miss.
I had not seen you.

I have good and bad
news, Eduardo.

Your daughter is going well.
Do not worry.

The operation went well.

-You know what it was?
-No.

A needle forgotten in the intestine
the last time they have operated her.

Doctors are
sometimes so distracted.

Do not stand up, Miss.

Osvaldo.

You must let her go.
I made a pact.

It's impossible.

In this case.

I'm sorry.

It's the bad news.

Mrs Amelia wants you to sacrifice.

I thought she had forgiven me.

What will happen to my daughter?

There is nothing against her.

The sacrifice is only yours.

With whom you made a pact?

With the "gringos"?

No.

With God.

God is not real, Eduardo

You should know.

My husband was a "bandillero".

Three years ago a bull
made him impotent.

The doctors said that with some
time ... but time changed nothing.

I started to drink

and I've never stopped

except for 2 weeks last year.

Listen. The story of your
husband does not interest me.

Tell me where are Evaristo's papers otherwise I'll
make you suffer a lot.

I went to Mexico because
I never wanted to be poor.

When Juan worked
we lived well.

My stepmother came
to live with us.

She was a special woman.

If you burned a dish...

Where are the papers?

You'll end up telling me.

You see?

Will you speak?

God if you see me.

Dirty whore.

I wanted you to know two things.

One is that I think
I stopped drinking.

The other is that Currogas
retired from business.

I wanted you to know.

Ok, get down.

I know, there is not
much work for women.

But the boxes are heavy and
must be loaded quickly.

OK, calm down, you're gonna hurt yourself.

I'm used to heavy lifting.

Ah women, come with me.

-You have something on your leg?
-No, I just fell.

Ok.

Here.

-Read it and if you agree sign it.
-I agree.

This is a temporary job, you know.

You will have to do night shifts

I don't care.

You start on monday.

And no mini-skirts in the truck.

-I don't want trouble.
-Do not worry.

I bought this book for you since
I know you like him so much.

Thanks a lot.

You know that Gloria is working?
She is managing a warehouse.

-Managing?
-More or less.

-But she studies at the same time.
-It makes me happy.

But especially for you.

I'm going to ask you a favor.

You need money?

Yes.

But this time I won't be
able to pay you back.

It's a lot.

Don't worry.

How much?

1 million 200 thousand.

-I won't be able to pay you back.
-You're rambling.

Look at these girls. What luck to be born now
and to be able to dress like that.

Can you imagine the success we would have had
at the Faculty, had we dressed like that?

With the legs we had.

-You still have them.
-You bet.

Take this.

It's for you.

I can't accept it, this is the
"Quixote" Ramon gave you.

-I want you to keep it.
-No is no. I refuse.

How stupid of you to have
not married to him.

You and your political ideas.

You are well advanced now.

Your husband was a "comrade" and all.
But more a skirt-chaser.

That done,

comma,

she threw

the wood into the fire.

End point.

-How much?
-Too much.

The calculation is always good
but spelling...

Spelling is a disaster.

Remember what I told
you a thousand times.

You have to become impregnated
with the rules.

At the exam, after 2 mistakes
they won't read any further.

Do not worry, I will study the rules.

Hurry or you're going to be late.

I still have two hours.

-You have your meal?
-Of course.

Gloria, the world is hard,
you must be strong.

I try.

You must be very strong.

Here is the bus.

Do not wait for me tonight, I will be late.
-Remember me.

I do not have all the
fucking day, hurry!

Alright.

-I can not wait, shit.
-Don't you see I'm working?

You're going to learn to
me what working mean?

-Come on. Move up, shit.
-Calm down.

Calm down?

But I am calm. It's your husband who
must have a hard time with your slutty look.

I said "calm down".

Dear daughter. I hope that the news
will not sadden you too much but

I've thought about it for a long time
and I think it's the best solution.

Juan and I have nothing
to do here anymore.

You however, you have a
whole life ahead of you.

That said, pay attention to what
is following. This is important.

First, the mortgage
has been fully paid

and you do not have to worry about it.

Even if you have a job
do not cease studying.

It will help you pass your exam.

You've got the time and if
you ever fail the first time

do not despair and pass
the exam again the year after.

For your spelling
study well your books.

Don't forget your knee exam.
The date is on the calendar in the kitchen.

Do me a favor. Call my friend Esperanza and give
her the "Quixote" which is in the library.

For the rest, do not forget to prevent Currogas
and the friends of Juan for him

to not stay alone.

What else to tell you if trying
to be the happiest possible

and not let anything or anyone
poison your mind.

Remember us.

I love you. Julia.

Madrid, the 10th of april 1985.

The phrase on the board is
interesting.

Sometimes you think
you do things for your happiness

but you do not know in the end
if it's happiness or not.

To achieve something is
what we all want.

But it is quite difficult
to achieve.

You must not think that when you...

timing : RobinsondeMuenta/ retimed: meatisgood
translation : aloysius70 & Lord-Zitos