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25.000

Sorry.

Excuse me. Arturo...

...I almost made it on time.

But I couldn't turn down a job offer.

They had me serve gazpacho to Japanese businessmen.

I only had time to change my shoes.

I'm so sorry.

What's here?

A cup of poison, closed in my truelove's hand?

Oh, Romeo.

Do not die.

Do not leave me alone.

Drunk all, and left no drop to help me after?

You're....

You're selfish. And a moocher.

And a rotten creep.

You hogged all the poison after all the trouble I went to?

My mother warned me.

Estrella!

What's that all about?

I decided I'd ad-lib a little, because I have to feel it organically.

Estrella, ad-libbing is one thing.

Going nuts is another.

I don't go nuts.

-Oh, no? -Jesus.

I'm so sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Hey.

You forgot this.

I watched you improvise.

-Your approach was great. -It was?

The character often has to invade the actor.

Then you just have to go with it.

-Isn't that so? -Of course.

I'm Oscar Vásquez.

I'm Estrella.

I'm a TV director.

I come here in my rare free time to scout for talent.

My nose tells me you've got a great future.

-I do? -No question.

In fact, give me your number or your CV with photos.

Something'll turn up.

The thing is, I've got a CV, but no photos.

They just cost a fortune.

Estrella, you can't go around without photos.

-I know. -Let me help you.

I'll find a slot on a friend's set...

...and we'll arrange a top-professional photo shoot.

-You mean it? -Of course.

-Hello, Victor. -Hi.

FOR SALE

They're beginning.

-Get ready to go down. -Okay, okay.

-What's wrong? -This is what's wrong.

Are you calling or not?

Victor, it's for a job as an usher.

It isn't for a job as an usher.

It's for an aide on a silly TV show.

But thanks to that show, couples get married and earn prize money.

Two things you should do:

Get married and earn money.

And I can beg my St. Anthony that you'll find a girl and settle down.

But if you don't do your bit....

I'm not calling.

No call, no croquettes. So there.

Like that's really going to work.

-No answer. -Don't hang up. Hello?

What's the racket?

There's a call.

-Yes? -Hello. I was about to hang up.

I'm calling about that job as an usher.

Yes. No, not for me.

It's for my son.

He's indisposed.

Well, the ad is for an aide on Say Yes to Love, the couples show.

Right, the couples show.

Fine, I'll write it down.

Go ahead and write. I'm not going.

Just send us photos and a CV, and we'll get back to you.

You need photos.

Photos.

Fat chance.

Super, super. Fascinating. Great.

Pretend you're seducing the camera.

That's it. Sexier.

Turn it on and bare the other shoulder.

Great.

You're so-- You're a fast learner.

You're terrific.

When I tell the others I met you, they'll freak.

I'd rather this be our little secret.

I can't afford to do this for everyone.

Obviously not.

And I'm banking on you, not just anyone.

That's it. Perfect.

What a great pair of eyes.

I'll tell the TV people:

"This girl's a friend of mine. And she's a hell of an actress."

Wet your lips.

The ones up top.

An actress? We don't need actresses, Oscar.

Okay, whatever. Hostess, dancer, anything.

The poor kid's dying to be on TV.

-Anything to score, huh? -Wrong.

She heard I work here, so she's after me.

I thought I'd do her a favour.

By the way, are you busy Saturday?

-Sunday? -Get lost.

Okay, another time, when we're both free.

OSCAR'S FRIEND CRAZY TO BE ON TV

DANCERS

CONTESTANTS

-Francesca. -What is it?

The contestant missed the stop sign...

...and another fucking car totalled her.

Shit.

It gets worse.

Save it. Nothing's worse.

I'm not so sure.

The driver that fucking totalled her is our other contestant.

{Y:i}Chema, listen to me.

Find some other contestants, and I mean now.

And get on the set fast.

Get over to production immediately.

And don't come back without two new contestants.

I have to get over to the set.

Chema. Chema.

What a chase.

I went to get him at the cinema, but he wouldn't budge.

Keep moving.

Then he said that if I came, he wouldn't. Move.

Guy's here, girl's on her way. It's on.

Heads up. Five, four, three....

Say Yes to Love

{Y:i}Ladies and gentlemen, your host, Amador Rosales.

Hello, and welcome once again to Say Yes to Love...

...the contest where love is always the winner.

And now let's meet our contestants.

Couple A: Alex.

Alex hails from Valencia. He's 28, a motorbike mechanic...

...and looking for true love.

-How are you, Alex? -Fine.

A bit jittery, but good.

I came as fast as I could.

But there was this horrid traffic jam.

I had to change taxis twice.

A big hand for Vicky.

Hi there.

Hi.

Vicky's from Madrid. She's 25 and an administrative assistant.

She loves sports and children. How are you, Vicky?

-So happy to be here. -Fantastic!

Let's meet couple B. First of all, Victor.

That's my son.

What gives?

Victor Martinez is 36...

...from Madrid and works in the cinematic arts...

...as an usher. Fantastic!

And he's sporting his dapper usher's uniform.

How are you, Victor?

Don't you worry. Just go with the flow.

Great. lmprovising's my thing.

Not the first time someone's speechless here.

Don't be nervous.

You're about to meet someone fantastic.

Someone magical and moving.

None other than the woman...

...you may spend the rest of your life with.

Hold on, because here she comes.

Estrella!

Oops.

Wait, there's been a mistake.

First, I abhor this contest.

Second, this is not a person to spend 10 minutes with.

-But why? -That's why.

My darling.

-I'm mad about you. -Get off.

You're my Romeo, I'm your Juliet.

Love me.

Fantastic.

Estrella Cuevas, from Seville, is a 26-year-old actress.

Fantastic. An actress and an usher.

It's movie magic. A big hand for our contestants.

Me? A contestant?

I'm out of here.

Are you a contestant?

{Y:i}-Sure. -What now?

Unreal.

Such excitement.

A brief station break, and we'll be right back.

What the fuck's up with you?

What's up is that I'm not spending one second with this kook.

Hey.

What's with you, moron?

I'm talking to you. What's your problem?

Hey. Cut. We're on the air.

This is not a circus. It's a contest.

What contest?

The tasks, damn it!

You can get married and make big money.

-Huh? -Huh?

Hold on. There's been a mistake.

I'm an actress, not a contestant.

As a matter of fact, the director recommended me.

He's a friend of mine.

As a matter of fact, the director's not a he, honey.

It's a she. And it's me.

I'm not a contestant either.

I hate TV and all these contests.

I'm an usher in a cinema. Cinema.

Look, it's a live show.

And all we've got is you.

We'll give you 1 000 euros each.

End of discussion.

-One thousand euros each? -Two thousand. Our final offer.

Two thousand to be in a contest where you could win a lot more.

-It's fantastic! -No, it's not fantastic.

You think anything can be bought.

Well, you can't buy dignity.

Three thousand.

What's that in pesetas?

And we're back.

You can now phone in to cast your vote for your favourite couple.

And now, let's hear it for Sweetheart.

Howdy.

Sweetheart, say hello to our contestants.

New York NORTH POLE

Potato Tortilla POTATO TORTILLA

Sushi CROQUETTES

Fantastic!

-Yes! -Couple B.

Our ratings are skyrocketing.

We've broken all audience records.

We didn't. They did.

-What--? -Look.

Fantastic.

{Y:i}A first in Say Yes to Love.

25,300 hearts.

More than 250,000 euros.

Victor and Estrella, you've not only won...

...you've broken the Say Yes to Love record.

Victor and Estrella, an exciting moment for us all.

You're off to the beach for memorable days together...

...in the fantastic resort hotel Marina d'Or in Oropesa del Mar.

Might you have a surprise in store for us next week?

-So, what do you say? Yes to love? -Yes.

-No. -Say yes.

While you think it over, we'll have a look at the pre-wedding prank...

...we played on last week's couple.

Never will they forget their blissful days together.

Nor the gift our candid-camera crew left in their room:

A boa constrictor.

Say yes.

You're a kook.

You're the kooky one.

Don't you see the ploy?

What ploy?

We take the money, and afterwards, we get divorced.

We get through a week together and marry on TV.

Marry. You sound like my mother. Look, this wasn't my idea.

I went through with it for her.

All the more reason not to waste the effort.

-You're so uptight. -Don't touch me.

Keep your hands off.

Look.

I once swore I'd never get married.

But this is different.

We just have to say yes.

lt'll work. Look, you're an usher, I'm an actress.

There are vibes. It flows. Trust me.

Vibes? It flows? Trust you?

I don't even know you.

Suppose I have a girlfriend.

Shit. You have a girlfriend?

No. But I could have.

Okay. That's enough.

When you get the chance of a lifetime, go for it.

You decide, or I do it for you. They're waiting.

So?

Perfect. Yes to love.

Yes!

Victor and Estrella say yes to love.

And if they get married next week on the air...

...they'll win over 250,000 euros.

Hey, it's vacation time.

I'm not budging.

Here we are.

Neat, isn't it?

-Welcome to Marina d'Or. -Thank you.

It's like a dream.

More like a nightmare.

Cut!

-Victor. -Yes?

This would be the ideal moment.

-But creams are icky. -Relax.

I'm trying, but with you in that glitzy bikini...

...it's hard.

What's with you?

Sorry.

I demand a divorce on the grounds of cruelty.

And I've got witnesses.

On the cue "come in," you come in. Okay?

Come in!

ORIENTAL NIGHT

-Isn't it lovely? -Swell.

Smile, will you?

I don't believe I'm doing this.

Some getup.

No croquettes?

You are weird.

I'm weird? Look at the way you're dressed.

-Oriental night. -Oriental "schmoriental" ...

...that's no reason to eat raw fish with rat poison.

It's not rat poison. It's "chuchi."

-Chuchi? -Chuchi.

Two billion Japanese eat it every day.

Two billion Japanese?

So you know the exact population of Japan?

Just so happens.

And the capital of Zimbabwe?

Molongo.

Population, 500,000.

Tarzan's hometown. And Ronaldo's, the soccer guy.

Quiz me. Other stuff, no, but I know culture backwards.

You're all set?

-Yes. -Turn off the light.

-A flashlight? -It's a useful item.

Turn off the light.

You're sleeping on the floor?

Or I get the bed.

Unreal!

Of course. Now I get it.

-What? -No girlfriend. Lives with mother.

Weird. The whole bit.

-You're gay. -What?

You could have said so. It would've simplified things.

-A lot of my friends are gay. -I'm not gay.

Sure you are. You can trust me.

I am going to be your wife.

I love it.

You just can't handle that I don't want to get in bed with you.

Excuse me, but it's the first time someone preferred the floor to me.

-You're gay. -I'm not.

-Yes, you are. -No, I'm not.

-Yes, you are. -No, I'm not.

Yes, you are.

-No, I'm not. -Yes, you are.

No, I'm not.

-What's with the weird walk? -My sandals are full of sand.

Well, we are at the beach.

But this beach has sand all over it.

Super.

That's great, man.

You're a real artiste.

How about a TV appearance or an audition?

I'm on the set today, but I'll get you an audition.

Okay?

I'll get you an audition. I promise.

{Y:i}St. Anthony, the holy

{Y:i}His baby's a wee soul-y

{Y:i}He won't eat

{Y:i}He won't drink

{Y:i}And yet he's roly-poly

A message for lip readers:

This show sucks, and the chick beside me is a con artist...

...who wants to marry me for my money.

Go on and laugh.

So, what'll you do with the prize money?

I don't know. Give it to my mother.

To your mother?

There's nothing you'd do with loads of money?

No.

Don't you have a dream?

-No, do you? -I've got tons.

Like take a trip around the world...

...buy a car and a house...

...and clothes and CDs. The works.

I'd buy it all, like anybody.

Come on, Victor.

If you had one wish right now...

...what would it be?

To get my finger out of the hole.

I put it in to stop the jet, and it got stuck.

What's so funny?

We've stopped shooting.

The finger.

What an oddball you are.

I've had enough!

-I've had enough! -What?

This can't go on! It's full of your junk.

This room is full of....

Of you. And smoke.

We have to get organized. Okay, tell you what.

From here to there is all your part.

And from here to there is all mine.

No, better still:

From here to there is your side.

And from here to there is all mine.

And you can't cross this line.

No crossing.

That's that.

I'm gonna cross! But I can't!

I crossed!

It broke.

So have you ever dated?

Sure, what do you think? But she dropped me.

I haven't had a date since.

How long ago was that?

Today, it'll be four months...

...and five years.

Not exactly a lady-killer.

Me, I'm the opposite.

My few boyfriends were too many.

But all alike.

First, everything's cool, then in the end...

...zip.

Anyway, I used to dive in headfirst.

But those days are over.

I am so sick of all these cameras.

-Let's lose those guys. -How?

I've got an idea.

-So, what now? -Just play along.

Leave it to me.

We look stupid. Hold me closer.

I haven't danced like this in ages.

You're not a bad dancer.

You learn a lot watching movies.

I used to be a romantic.

Deep down, all women are.

But romantic men are extinct.

It's that voyeur again.

But we're not far.

-You mind filling me in? -We'll dash for the door.

-We can't. -Yes, we can!

Now!

Where are they off to?

Duh.

To be alone for a while.

They're all grown-up.

I've got an idea.

Come on.

This isn't right.

Oh, and my eye is right?

Fuck them. They're morons.

-How dare you say that--? -Shut up!

Let's get them.

-Last week's were morons. -You're the moron.

Shoot.

Peekaboo!

Some boobs!

Wow!

Room service.

Not in the eye!

Hi, I have something for you.

The contract.

The wedding's on, right?

-We need to know today, because-- -Thanks.

-What are you doing? -We have to get out.

-Out of where? -Here, this hotel.

And especially this mess.

-What's wrong? -I've just read the contract.

And?

-We're not signing it. -Why not?

It says we can't divorce for three years.

And if we do, the prize money goes back to them.

Okay?

-What are you doing? -We're not leaving.

Yes, we are.

-No, we aren't. -Hold on.

Enough!

We have to tell them the truth. You do it, or I will.

You do it.

Why do you always make me feel claustrophobic?

That's normal at first in relationships.

Victor, relax.

We get on fine. We'll be great together.

-We could move in together. -What?

Sure. You're the ideal roommate.

You're quiet, tidy, clean.

We could be like a married couple.

Marriage! My mother's old song!

Just the opposite. We move in together.

I'm rid of creeps, and you're rid of your mother.

You can do whatever you please. Anything!

I'll be good. I promise I will.

I'll be your slave. I'll do whatever you want.

Will you put that in writing?

We're getting married!

Get ready, everyone.

Rehearsal in 10 minutes.

Here. It's a phoney gun.

-Got it straight? No screwing up, now. -I got it down.

I need to carry my real weapon now...

...but I'll swap it later.

Dude. Don't get all fouled up.

Who, me? Listen.

I'm trained in handling guns.

It's cool, man.

It's cool.

I know my gun and my girl blind.

-This one! -It's the other one.

Just kidding, man.

Relax, he's got it together.

He's an ace.

The wedding's tomorrow. Why get dressed up for a rehearsal?

Hush. You look handsome. And you smell nice.

My mother poured a gallon of cologne over me.

-She's gone batty over this. -My drama teacher's giving me away.

It's already 5:15. I hope they feed us.

All set. But first, a little something.

This is for you two.

253,000 euros.

In bills?

Todo Vision doesn't fool around.

But first...

...you have to sign here.

To confirm you've received your money.

Sign.

Here?

This is for me.

And this is for you.

Hi, kids. How's it look for tomorrow?

Fantastic. lt'll be fantastic.

Nobody move!

You! Drop the gun! Get smart and I'll shoot!

I know that's the prize money! Hand it over!

-They've signed for it. -Give me the money!

-It's ours! You're not getting it! -Attaboy! Hold on to it!

Give me the dough!

This is hilarious. It's our best prank ever.

Go on. Now he grabs Rosales.

Keep the money, but I knock him off.

-Okay. -Get him to grab her!

-He cares more about her than me! -You!

Get over here! Get over here!

No matter what, do not give him the money!

Give him the money! Do what he says!

They're giving up. Shoot the guard.

You think I wouldn't shoot?

-Take it! -You think that?

You think I wouldn't?

-That's the real guard! -Relax, he's into acting.

He knows the game plan.

I gave my life for you.

Be a hero now and give yours for the girl.

What happened?

What happened?

We're out of here.

Wasn't it supposed to shoot water?

I'm lost.

Oh, God!

Call an ambulance. Quick!

An ambulance!

Didn't you get the fake gun?

Yes, I....

I meant to swap it...

...but I got so involved in the role...

...that I gave him my own gun.

You guys!

There are dangerous criminals loose.

They shot Rosales.

We have to catch them.

I gave them my gun, and they escaped with it.

Handing gun to third party is prohibited.

I'm aware of that.

That's why I have to catch them.

Hand me your gun.

Let's go.

Wait! What happened?

-Did I kill him? -It was actually a bull's eye.

He had a toupee!

Victor, calm down.

Calm? I'm no coward--

Okay, I am. But this is bad.

I just popped Rosales! I'll be public enemy number one!

You're hysterical.

Get real! You see too many movies.

-And this thing? -Keep it.

It's evidence. I'll grab the case.

-What for? -It's ours.

-We might need it to escape. -Escape?

Christ, we've turned into Bonnie and Clyde!

SETS

Hey, look!

I'll go to jail, where the food sucks.

I'll have to get tattoos and share a cell with scary people who snore.

Relax.

-Want a massage? -Hands off!

The other way.

Forget jail.

It was self-defence.

Oh, and thanks.

-For what? -Saving my life.

I didn't. The gun went off by itself.

That psycho gave it to me like this, so I--

Freeze, or I'll shoot!

-It's the guard! He's alive! -What?

He was dead! Now he's alive!

Nobody move!

-Everybody down! -Not you, dummy!

And you, freeze! You move, he dies.

You may be bullet-proof, but he's not.

The idea's to make it better, not worse.

It can't get worse.

-That's what you think. -Police!

Nobody move!

Drop your guns! You guards too.

You drop yours. This is our jurisdiction.

Jurisdiction, my ass. Drop the guns!

-Do it! -You guys first!

Out!

Wait there.

-I'm an innocent bystander. -Shut up!

You drive.

No peeking!

You come along as a hostage.

-Miss, might I perhaps--? -Shut up!

Move it.

I'll drive.

Pardon me, couldn't you drop me off here?

Now you've escaped--

Who asked your opinion?

With that teeny voice and that getup.

-Clown! -Yeah! Asshole!

-Dimwit! -Moron!

-Numbskull! -Dodo! Buffoon!

Howdy!

-Is that you? -No.

-It's not me. It's Sweetheart. -Son of a bitch!

-You're mistaken. -Bastard!

Big mouth! Goddamn phoney!

There's been a mistake.

"I'm a director, but let's keep it our secret."

Fuck you!

-I'll kill you! -No violence, please.

-You shit! -Calm down!

Appearances deceive.

Make love, not war.

Don't jump to conclusions.

-In the heat of the moment-- -You big phoney!

I'll spread your little secret!

Now, don't take it to heart.

Once you see it in perspective it's rather humorous.

You're in for it.

Amador!

-How do you feel? -Fantastic. Fantastic.

Great.

-Get out! -No!

-Out! -Don't kill me, please!

-Out! -Please, don't shoot!

Goddamn phoney!

You're just bitter! And a flop actress!

And a pathetic psychopath!

I need a cigarette.

And we can't keep driving around. What next?

We could have a bite.

What? I can't escape on an empty stomach.

We need to dump the van.

And lay low to think of a plan.

Got it.

I know the best hideout in the city.

Turn here.

Victor!

-This holds our dreams. -Go on, open it.

Here we go.

Unreal.

They're all the same.

Like photocopies.

They are photocopies.

What?

-They pulled a fast one. -A fast what?

They tricked us.

All this for nothing?

I don't get it.

Our plan's screwed.

Everything backfires on me.

The call to work on TV, that clown pretending to help me.

All fakes.

Just like the fake money.

And it's always my fault. Because I'm stupid.

I always get my hopes up.

Then it all fizzles out.

Come on.

You're just in the dumps.

But we'll get through it.

-No, we won't. -Why not?

Of course we will. I will.

After surviving a week with you, I can get through anything.

They're plastic.

They're lovely.

-I must look awful. -Not at all.

What's this?

Nothing. Just some old stuff I'm keeping.

No one wants it, and I'm here so much.

Let me see.

-They're wonderful. -You like them?

I do.

-I've got more. -You do?

I still have to go through these.

They're beautiful.

-I feel terrible. -Why?

You were all content. Then I show up and turn it all upside down.

No, I had a great time at the beach with you.

-The best ever. -You did?

We had so much fun.

We laughed, danced. You knelt before me half naked in an elevator.

What more do you want?

Every day of our lives should be like that, right?

Yes.

They should be.

Victor, you're not weird.

You're special.

Yes.

Like this place.

Really special.

You haven't seen the best part.

-Where are we going? -You'll see.

Watch your step.

Wait here.

It's amazing.

{Y:i}There's a timelessness about this.

{Y:i}-I feel spellbound. -Stay that way.

{Y:i}Tell me now.

{Y:i}-What has it meant to you? -What?

{Y:i}These hours.

{Y:i}They've been enchantment.

I didn't tell you the truth about my dreams.

I've always dreamed of a love affair like in the movies. But for real.

{Y:i}I know it doesn't make sense...

{Y:i}...but I have an idea I must be in love with you.

{Y:i}Has it hit you that way?

{Y:i}I want you as much as you want me.

{Y:i}Would you like it to go on forever?

{Y:i}-Does anything go on forever? -Some things do.

Aren't we going?

Yes, we're going...

...to kiss.

I feel light-headed.

Come.

Now you can't divorce me for cruelty.

There are no witnesses.

I'm falling.

Hang on here.

But hang on tight.

I have the impression you've been waiting for me for four months...

...and five years.

SHOOTOUT AT TODOVISION

-I'm starving. -So am l.

Come on.

{Y:i}The couple's whereabouts are still unknown.

{Y:i}The show's organizers have announced the program will air tonight as usual.

Thieves.

{Y:i}The program will be hosted by Amador Rosales...

{Y:i}... who has recovered from his bullet wound.

I didn't kill him. He's alive!

We're innocent. No more getaways!

He might be alive, but we're not so innocent.

You did shoot him.

And we stole a gun and a truck.

We kidnapped an idiot.

Who cares? We're innocent! They shot at us. They cheated us.

We just tell the truth, explain to everyone what happened.

-Where? In jail? -No.

In a few hours, on the show.

-What? -We're untouchable on the air.

They owe us an explanation.

We have to stand up to them.

-Now you're the kook. -No.

The van will be our camouflage.

Together, we can make it.

Come on.

Come on!

WANTED

Freeze!

Why the hurry?

We're off to Todo Vision to explain. And you're coming!

Quiet!

Against the wall.

Do you think I'm stupid?

You'll find out who you're dealing with.

Don't ask me how I did that. Beats me!

Run!

Hey, wacko. Is that pretty little bike yours?

The guard!

I've had it!

-What are you doing? -He's asking for it.

Watch out!

-Hang on. -Estrella!

Here we go round again.

The car!

That way!

Good show, Manolo.

Hello.

Wait.

We can't go in like this.

-They'll recognize us. -So?

Camera four. Four.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Exactly one week ago, two people descended those stairs...

...very special people for us...

{Y:i}...and for our audience.

Tonight, we would all like to see them again to gladden our hearts.

I'm just glad they're gone.

We're talking about Victor and Estrella...

...a couple who broke our hearts.

No....

Victor!

Hi, it's us.

Oh, God, the loon!

Spotlight.

We've come to explain something.

We apologize for what happened.

But we have to explain. We're innocent.

Attention.

{Y:i}The criminals from yesterday are back. The guy's disguised as Sweetheart.

Where are you going?

You wait here.

We won this contest.

And we demand our money. It's ours!

And no more messing with us.

You're not allowed here.

We've turned up on schedule...

...and want to get married.

That's right.

You said it.

Well? Where's the priest?

Hello.

-Shall I marry you? -Yes.

Fantastic!

Isn't this fantastic...

...the little surprise we had in store for you?

It sure is. Victor and Estrella are here to get married...

...and take home their 253,000 euros.

We're all looking forward to the high point...

...of this fantastic love story.

Victor....

Drop the gun!

Victor!

Victor.

A doctor!

Send for a doctor, please!

Don't worry.

I'm sure it's one of their pranks.

Victor.

Victor.

Keep it rolling.

We were going to be so happy.

Don't leave me all alone.

Estrella.

You're alive!

You're alive.

Don't worry, darling.

A doctor's on the way.

It's so painful. Let's get married now.

-No, Victor, the wedding's off. -We have to see the plan out.

The wedding, the money, your dreams. Remember?

-But-- -No buts.

Let's get married. Now.

Marry us. Quick.

Are you in pain?

-Let me see. -No, don't look.

I need to see.

-I don't see a thing. -You don't?

-He missed you! -Really?

Take a good look.

A good look?

You scared the hell out of me.

This is not funny!

Why all the rush to get married, pretending to die?

I was afraid that in the end, you'd back out.

You once said you have to grab the chance of a lifetime.

You just want to grab the money!

That's why I'm the chance of a lifetime, right?

You call this a movie love affair?

What are you saying?

Estrella!

{Y:i}Wait! Don't go.

I don't want the money. I just want to marry you...

...sleep next to you...

...rub cream on you, eat that chuchi stuff.

I want you to ride bumper cars with me...

...and use my razor.

I want to live with you, buy the cinema, start a theatre, have kids.

I love you.

That's why I want you.

Say yes.

Say yes. Say yes.

Lights.

Hey, what about the bike?

I'll be back.

All rise, please.

You know all this was my idea?

I'm the one who got them together.

Victor, do you take Estrella to be your wife?

I do.

Estrella, do you take Victor to be your husband?

I do.

I now pronounce you man and wife.

They make a lovely couple.

By the way, are you free this Saturday?

What about Sunday?

Got any friends?