TEN DAYS WITHOUT LOVE
- Hello? Who is it? - It's me.
Sara, where are you? You sound far away.
- Sara? - Go on, I hear you.
Where are you? I've been waiting all day.
You said you'd call.
I said I might call, it wasn't definite.
I need to talk to you.
Talk to someone else, Miguel.
I'm not the person you should talk to.
Am I bothering you?
I was still your husband 3 days ago.
Please, don't start. I'll have to hang up.
Believe it or not, I feel badly, What time is it there?
After midnight. Where are...?
So late? I thought it was It's after midnight?
Of course! Where the hell are you?
Jesus, Miguel. It's so hard to tell you this, but...
You'll think I'm a bitch.
Don't worry, I pretty much already do.
You tell me to call, then you insult me.
I'm sorry, it's only because... I love you.
Miguel, please just set aside our problem for a second.
Please. I need your help.
What is it?
My mother's arriving in Madrid tonight.
- Your mother? - Yes, my mother.
- Madrid, where? - The house. Our... house.
It's ours now? I thought you abandoned it.
You're right, it's horrible of me.
So much has come up lately that I just forgot.
You forgot?
I remembered on the flight.
You can't do this. It's humiliating.
First you leave me for that and now you send your mother?
Try to understand.
We scheduled a check-up a month and I got her a ticket.
- I just forgot. - You forgot? Of course you forgot.
You were too busy fucking your brains out.
You talk to me as if I were a whore.
Why shouldn't I? You realize what you're doing to me?
You're so damn selfish!
It's just one night.
She's leaving after her with David in the morning.
Just one night?
You, having a ball with that and me here with your mother!
I'm speechless.
Actually, it's funny, maybe even for both of you.
You must be pissing yourselves.
I know I hurt you, but I'm no murderer.
I left you, that's all.
Right or wrong, I just need a favor.
A favor!
- Haven't I ever helped you? - Ruin my life.
Always the victim, the good guy who's never wrong.
- Was that the door? - Yes.
- It's... her. - Wait.
Don't hang up.
- Elvira? - Miguel?
Sara and I must have missed each other at the airport.
I have her on the phone. Come on up.
Mom's on her way up.
Please be nice to her, you know how upset she gets.
Don't tell her I forgot.
You can explain your version to her yourself.
Not over the phone. I just want you to treat her well.
I don't care where you are,
get on a damn plane and come look after your mother.
You take me for a fool.
I don't know when I can, I'm really far.
- How far is really far? - In... Tokyo.
In Tokyo?
Hi.
Here, it's Sara.
- Is she at the airport? - Not the right one.
She had to leave town.
Things got complicated and she forgot to tell me.
She'd better tell you.
- Sara? - Mom.
- Sara, what happened? - Nothing, Mom. -
- What did you do that made her - Me?
No, ma'am. She just left.
- A woman doesn't just leave. - Of course not.
You don't like me.
That's silly. I hardly know you.
Then why's it my fault?
There's no reason for me to be sympathetic.
Did she say why?
That you 2 were having problems, was depressed and needed to think.
"Needed to think"?
Is there more?
I feel so ridiculous talking to you about this.
She'd never leave me with you unless it was serious.
Maybe she just forgot.
I can see why she left you.
Did she say where she was or if she'd be back soon?
I don't know what to do. I can't see myself sleeping here tonight.
Would you mind calling a hotel for me?
Elvira, it's almost one. We've had enough for tonight.
Let's get some sleep... What time's your appointment?
Nine o'clock.
I start at 9, too.
I can drop you off. I'll prepare a bed.
Don't bother, I'll sleep out here.
I have to take my valium.
- Not with whisky. - You're telling me.
What are you doing?
Cleaning up, you can't leave it like this.
Stop it, please.
You sleep next to this filth?
It's my night-table. I need it all:
The cigarettes, the ashtrays, just as they are.
- The bottle... - Everything.
Good night, Elvira.
Elvira, what's wrong? Are you ill?
- Womens' stuff. - I'm a doctor, too.
See you later.
David!
Wait!
Is that my doctor?
He's the best gynecologist here. Your daughter loves him.
Right, sure.
Try not to look so grim.
- How are you? - Well...
- You must be Elvira. I'm David. - Nice to meet you.
Sara didn't tell me Elvira was coming.
Didn't she?
No.
Have you two spoken?
Barely. Her mom didn't even know she was leaving.
Has she called you?
Typical.
We can talk over lunch.
Would you like to join us?
No, thank you.
I want to pick up my things. You probably need to talk to my...
Miguel. As you wish. Shall we? You're my first patient.
Let's go to my office.
- Hello, Paco. - Hi.
Good morning.
Rotten luck,
sweetheart. We've both got it.
Got to run, Miguel's here. See you later.
She's the one who called me. It was Chari from Oncology.
Did I ask you to explain?
Just the look on your face.
There are patients waiting.
They come at 8:30, and we open at nine.
Try not to leave
the waiting room.
They come early just to piss us off.
Today it's Paco. Don't tell me junkies get up
this early. It's just to bug me.
That's the Monday spirit!
Heard from Sara?
Please don't bring it up.
Bring in Paco or whoever's first I can hear someone else's problems.
Fine, forget it.
Sorry I worried about you.
- I been here a while. - Out.
Get away from the door.
It's not time yet. You have no respect.
Shit, lady.
Don't call me lady, call me Let's go.
- Francisco Muñoz. - Present.
Come in.
- You think you're the shit. - That's right, I am.
Please undress and put on that robe.
All the way?
Yes. As long as we're here, let's have a look.
How old are you?
Fifty five.
- When was your last period? - When I was 50. No, 49.
- Had any illnesses? - No.
- Any operations? - No. Nothing.
I'm ready.
I can't believe my daughter isn't here with me.
It must be serious.
She could be avoiding Miguel, or maybe she's afraid you'll be mad.
Why would I be?
I'd support her anyway. She must have had it rough.
Do you know where she is?
I really don't. Sometimes Sara weird stuff without telling anyone.
Do you have sex?
No.
My husband died 8 years ago.
I assure you, it's only a medical question.
No. Did it look like I do?
No, relax. It was only a question.
I've been clean since last Friday.
Well, except for Sunday.
Viti came over and he's all, "Come on, bro, it's great shit,
get with it", and I'm like, "Shit,
the doc will be pissed.
He's got other patients... And I can't let him down".
So give me some tranxilium.
Hold on a second.
Carola.
Have we got any tranquimacin?
He needs tranxilium, not tranquimacin.
Not for him.
It's for me.
Tranquimacin won't help you.
I'm the boss.
Don't question me.
All right, Doctor. Coming right up.
Elvira, I have to run a few more tests. I found a small cyst.
Don't be alarmed, it might not be serious.
Most of the time they aren't.
I don't know how to find Sara, but...
I'd rather not tell her until after the tests.
Are you sure?
It would add to her problems.
I wish I knew where she was. Are you staying with Miguel?
You know anyone else here?
Don't stay in a hotel.
Why not stay with me? I have the extra room my aunts use
whenever they come to take care of their
nephew in Madrid.
Then take my advice, stay with Miguel.
I... It's...
Anorexic? Me?
I puked two nights in a row piss-drunk.
But I couldn't tell my mom it was from wine and coke.
You should tell her the truth.
So she can stick me in A.A. Meetings? I prefer this.
Just give me anything,
vitamins, whatever.
Sometimes I think I'd be better off dead.
Actually, most of the time I wish...
I were dead.
You again?
It's... I...
I did just like you said.
I went to the home-furnishings section,
which is the most dangerous for me,
and I headed straight for the cutlery.
I could find it in my sleep.
So I'm in Cutlery, because I want the 24-piece set.
I've got all the forks, but I still need spoons.
Then I just stick 5 spoons in my bag without thinking.
I head for the escalator
and remember what you said,
how if I think of my kids, or if I got caught...
So what do I do?
I start running down the towards the nearest exit.
When I reach the door, I burst out laughing
because there are 5 spoons in my bag.
My problem is serious.
My only fear was of them taking spoons and losing my complete set.
I can't take this anymore.
And you don't even have to listen to them.
How are you feeling?
My wallet.
- Did you leave it at home? - No, I had it here.
- Where did you put it? - On the table, I think.
With all the these degenerates coming through here?
Belinda!
She'll still be in the pharmacy.
Carola, wait.
Belinda, could I have a quick look in your bag?
Our absent-minded doctor may have accidentally put his wallet in there.
He can't think I'd steal from He's sacred for me.
I'd cut my hands off first.
Don't worry.
You'd better let me have a look just to make sure.
That was for Chispi, my dog.
For my kid.
My husband's. This is so embarrassing.
To think I'd steal from the doctor.
God, this is awful.
It's good treatment.
It's normal to suspect someone with your record.
Carola! What are you doing? Stop that.
- She's clean. - Of course.
How you could suspect me, doctor?
Relax, Belinda. I know it wasn't you.
Who else came through today?
- Of course! Paco. - Paco.
Do I call the cops?
No, that would take months. I'll go, I know the way.
- Can I go with you? - I'll get the car.
- Sorry about that... - I'd call the police.
Stealing a few trinkets here and there is one thing,
but taking a wallet is another. The credit cards,
cash, forgeable I. D...
Especially from the doctor who helps us with our problematics.
What doctor?
I hate to admit it, but I'm sick to death of my job.
No wonder.
I leave work thinking the world's full of lunatics.
That's what you think, because you're naïve.
Lunatics are created. They're leeches.
Not all of them.
A true crazy person, like in the old days,
someone you feel sorry for because nature made a mistake...
If you give them an appointment they freak out and miss it.
What do you want?
I'm trying to locate Francisco Muñoz.
I told you, he doesn't live here.
He just shows up.
- Can I have a word with you? - I'm working.
This neighborhood's full of thieves.
I'm looking for one.
He's my brother.
Your brother needs to return my wallet.
Can I see a badge?
People come looking for him all the time.
Badge?
No badge, no comment. Social worker's orders.
I'm not a cop, I'm a shrink.
The social worker sent him to me.
This isn't the first time.
Ask your grandfather, he knows me.
Could you keep it down? I'm with a client.
I've never pressed charges, but this time it's my wallet.
I just want it back.
What was in it?
Some cash, I.D., and credit cards.
Did you cancel them?
Ten minutes ago. He had all morning.
Can you wait here for me a second?
Just a moment.
Jasmina, honey.
You stuck this here half an hour ago. It'll rip my skin off.
Don't exaggerate.
Look, I have the doctor here waiting in the doorway.
Can we finish tomorrow?
How can I go a whole day with one hairy leg?
It's been 2 months anyway.
One day won't matter. I'll charge one leg.
Lighten up.
At least do my upper lip today.
I'm going to the movies later.
I can wear pants,
but I can't wear a veil.
Then bring on that little moustache.
It burns!
Slow down!
It's easier that way, honey. You have deep roots.
- Angelito, come in here. - My lip!
I'll pay you tomorrow.
Write down that I paid half.
I don't know what to say. My name's Jasmina.
Miguel Román.
Look, my brother came by this morning, but he left.
He's out of his mind.
Where's the clean underwear?
Find it yourself, I'm not your servant.
But these are dirty.
I can't right now, I'm talking to this man about your asshole
brother.
- Me? - No, the other one.
Relax.
I don't mind.
This is Róber. He's a good kid.
He knows I'd kill him if he did drugs. He's an athlete.
Tae Kwon Do.
And Paco?
He came by around one.
I asked him what he wanted, because I threw him out a month ago.
He said "Look what I brought",
and came in with a friend and that.
Afternoon.
Hello, good afternoon.
I told him I knew he'd stolen it,
and he swore he hadn't, that a friend owed him a debt.
I'm afraid the TV's mine.
Then Róber and I will take it wherever you want right now.
Róber!
Grandpa, keep an eye on the kid.
He left with Israel.
He's my sister's, she's in high school and I take care of him.
- Róber! - What?
We're taking the TV back to this man's house.
But Paco brought it
for Grandpa.
Grandpa, Scrampa. It belongs to this man.
Grab it.
Don't take it away.
I'll get you the small one out of the closet.
Some other time.
I don't want it, I'm selling it anyway.
I don't need it.
- We can't afford to buy it. - I can't just give it away
like a fool.
Of course not. We'll bring it over
tomorrow. We're lucky you didn't press charges.
Why didn't you press charges?
- I don't trust the police. - You're right,
you can't trust the police.
And I was dumb
to leave my wallet out.
Sure, that was careless of you.
I always carry my wallet on me,
even at home. What?
Let Auntie talk.
We'll bring it over tomorrow, really.
Róber, you heard me.
Don't go and disappear What?
I finished eating.
Oh, you little angel!
Just look at him. Show the doctor how tall you are.
This tall.
Sorry I'm late. I had problems with a patient.
Elvira, this is Carola, my assistant.
Nice to meet you.
Likewise.
- Can we still get lunch? - I think so.
Will you join us?
No, I was just keeping Miguel company.
I'm on a diet and I can't watch people eat.
As you wish.
See you tomorrow. Glad to meet you, ma'am.
Likewise.
Miguel, Elvira's got to stay a few days with us.
I found something. It's probably nothing,
but we'll have to operate to get rid of it.
- It's a simple operation, right? - Absolutely.
Kids' stuff.
- Don't be afraid, Elvira. - I'm not.
No, it's nothing. She's strong.
When Sara calls...
I don't want either of you to tell her.
Nothing until we know what it really is.
She's got enough as it is.
Wouldn't my place be more comfortable?
I might get you in tomorrow, it'd be only a night or two.
Then I don't see why I can't stay in a hotel.
Sara's on the other side of the planet.
If we don't tell her, who knows when she'll make it back.
I won't let you use me as an excuse to bring her back.
I'm not using you.
I'm really trying to set our own problems aside.
- Where is she? - Far away, really.
You wouldn't believe me.
Why'd she have to go so far Or is she alone?
You should have asked her all last night on the phone.
Let's just concentrate on your operation.
It's more relevant.
There's nothing to discuss. Didn't he say it was simple?
How will Sara feel when she finds out we didn't tell her?
Now you care about her feelings?
I've always cared about them!
I now realize maybe I cared too much about her feelings!
That's all I ever worried about.
I never stopped worrying about like I am right now
about you instead of
kicking your ungrateful ass out of the car!
Then why the hell did she leave?
What did you do that's so unspeakable? If she'd gone crazy,
you'd come right out and tell me about it.
I'm imagining the things that have driven her from her home
like a wailing soul.
- You can't imagine this one. - Then tell me.
- She left me for another man. - Why?
Why? Sorry, she'd better
answer that one.
Wasn't she happy?
Why am I the guilty one?
I don't know, she must have for him somehow.
Look, Elvira. Show me a little respect.
She'll explain when she shows up.
Who is she with?
Is it someone I know?
Who is it?
- Elvira... - Tell me and get it over with!
You'll be sorry
once I've told you.
We'll see.
What's the difference? You'd have found out sooner or later,
when she got back.
My thoughts exactly.
I only regret saving her the of having to tell you herself.
Sara left me... and ran away my father.
You all right, ma'am?
Don't worry, I'm a doctor. Give her some air.
We're here. Get out here and I'll park.
It's hideous.
And despicable.
And petty. And perverse.
But he's the real monster, not her.
Did you know he introduced us?
Sara met him working in the art gallery.
They'd just done his first retrospective.
I was a mess back then, just getting over someone else.
He put me in her arms.
And with time I became very grateful.
I can't believe she did such a thing.
Me, neither.
I didn't expect it of him, either.
I've seen him chase friends' daughters, their wives...
I thought the only thing off was my wife.
Now I think that might be what lured him into it.
Hey!
Wait!
Why are you here?
Doctor... Do I call you doctor or psychiatrist?
Miguel.
I wasn't totally honest with you.
I have the wallet.
I found it in Paco's pocket this morning.
I haven't even opened it.
I saw the credit cards and "My, God". I wanted
to leave it in your mailbox but it didn't fit.
Really. Here.
Should I thank you?
You must think I'm another thief.
No, not at all.
I've just got things on my mind.
I am a thief.
- I am, I'm a thief. - No, ma'am. Your brother is.
Don't call me "ma'am", I'm scum.
Paco didn't only bring the TV,
he brought me this wonderful electric razor I'd wanted.
He knew how to win me over.
First something awful, then a little gift to shut me up.
I do waxings in the shop downstairs,
but I'm worked to death and I want to go freelance.
It's wrong for Paco to steal, but he brought me that, and...
I knew he'd stole it,
but I looked past it.
So how much did it run me?
I don't know. Thirty and change.
Shit.
Hey, a lady just got out of your car
and fell to the ground.
Don't cover her up.
Your mother's pretty.
She's not my mother.
Your aunt?
No, my mother-in-law.
Oh, you're married.
You weren't wearing a ring... Nobody does anymore.
They're my wife's.
She has an art gallery. She keeps things.
Even the boxes?
That's supposed to be art, too.
She must be very happy.
I mean your mother-in-law. You're so nice to her.
She's had a rough day.
She found out she needs an operation.
We've all had a rough day.
Right, and the wallet to boot.
- It isn't serious, is it? - No.
Where's her daughter, I mean, your wife?
Sorry, how nosy of me!
One of my faults. It's a habit.
Where are you going?
To the kitchen to make some tea. I'm freezing.
I'll make you some.
Good afternoon.
That's Jasmina, a friend.
My patient's sister. She helped you upstairs.
Thank you.
Sit down, Elvira. Something to drink, miss?
Please don't be so formal.
All right, that goes for you, too.
I'll try not to be.
You want something? I'm making tea.
All right, tea for me, too.
"Teatime". Isn't that what they say?
Sit down with me.
Your skin is so beautiful, and at your age...
I notice because I'm a beautician.
- It's my profession. - Thank you.
Miguel told me you had a scare.
- You know what you need? - No.
You've got cash, right?
Go shopping and clear your head.
Buy some clothes, blouses, money's no object.
Walk in that hospital dressed like a queen.
- Who does your hair? - Here in Madrid, no one.
I live in Santander.
Whoever does your hair in doesn't know what to do with
that lovely hair of yours.
Look.
That's where I work.
At home I only do waxings and manicures
for cash. Don't tell anyone.
But if you come early,
and tell my boss you want me to help you,
I promise to make you look
25 again.
I may not be up to it.
You should let your hair down
if you're going to be in bed a few days.
Sorry, I didn't mean to remind about the hospital.
It doesn't matter.
Does your daughter look like you? She must be pretty.
The truth is, we're not alike at all.
If you want, but I think it's time to cut it all off.
I don't know... I look like a transvestite with short hair.
Is Demi Moore a transvestite?
Is Shirley Maclaine?
Look, honey, I'm not hustling you.
I think your hair is wrong for your age.
Fine, go ahead. But I'll look like a transvestite.
Besides, long hair is dirty.
You won't even have to comb it.
- Come in. - Good morning.
Can I help you?
I'm here for a haircut
and a manicure, a bit of everything.
Jasmina can start the manicure, I'll be done
in an hour.
Couldn't the girl do my hair right away?
She's the stylist, but I know how.
Fine, then. If it's all right...
Sure, that's fine with me.
- Have a seat. - Thank you.
Step together or we'll drop it.
This side's heavier.
Stop complaining. Always the victim.
No, this thing weighs a ton!
I'm the one carrying all the weight.
All that Tae Kwon Do should help.
Tae Kwon Do is for your legs, Einstein.
Why are we here? He didn't even want the TV.
- Granny was so happy with it. - Shut up already, Israel!
Why's he complaining? I've got the heavy side.
Wait here a moment.
You could have done that at home.
Shut up.
And behave yourselves, there's a video camera.
Yes?
Doctor? Sorry... Miguel.
It's Jasmina. We're here with the TV.
Show yourselves, shit.
Come on up.
- Don't let go. - Shit, that's my foot!
- Hello. - Hi, come in.
- Hi. - Hello.
Hi.
You shouldn't have.
Sorry it wasn't sooner, I had to organize everyone.
There was no hurry.
He goes to the gym, she studies and Israel ducks everything...
- Thanks. - It's sad.
Can we put this down somewhere? It weighs a ton.
Sure, sorry.
Look, right here.
No, you'll scratch the wood table.
Listen to the man.
Don't you have a TV stand?
Really, leave it there.
He knows best, Jasmina.
The table doesn't matter.
You're the expert. Wait!
Maybe he was reading it.
Would you two please cut it out? I'm not supposed to lift things.
Thank God for the paper.
Sure, since you kept letting go...
Sorry they're such animals, but they're right.
We had to take two buses to get here.
This is Tatiana, and you know Róber and Israel.
Had I known I'd have come for it.
We almost tried to tow it with Róber's moped,
but I was afraid it would break.
It would have been a sight, the way he drives.
All right, we've bothered this man enough.
I mean, Miguel.
His moped sucks.
Hey, cut it out. I might have to slap you.
I'll slap you both in a second.
Excuse me.
Hello?
Hi, David.
How's Elvira?
Strange place.
It's classy, but you wouldn't know.
Are you sure?
It sounds like you're holding back.
Yeah, I'm just paranoid.
It's not uncommon.
When can she go home?
Don't laugh. Go on, I'll see you tomorrow.
- Was it about Elvira? - Yes.
She's okay?
Yes, the operation went well. She'll sleep all day.
She looked better, didn't she?
Yesterday she came for a haircut and I fixed her up a bit.
I mentioned it the other day to help her forget the bad news.
I didn't think she'd come.
I didn't know.
Anybody want something to drink?
- Yes. - No.
They don't want anything.
Though the fridge
might be empty...
Sure, with no women around...
We'll leave then.
In that case, I'm going to practice.
Israel, don't just stand there.
Let's go.
I can put Granny to bed if you want to stay longer.
Why would I stay? Let's go, we'll miss the bus.
As you wish.
Well, say hi to your mother-in-law for me.
Okay.
Hello?
Sara!
Your mother? Fine.
Yeah, she went home yesterday.
If she's not home then she must be out somewhere.
She didn't really talk to me much.
Is that the only reason you called?
Please, don't make this harder, Miguel.
- Me? Make it harder? - Please.
In our 3 years together you're all I ever thought about.
That makes it harder?
Why's that music always on when I call?
It's not because you called.
- You always play it. - What do you care?
You should turn off that song.
Don't sulk. It's as if you want me to feel guilty.
Go out with a friend.
It consoles me.
No, it consumes you. It feeds your masochism.
I'm not at all masochistic.
What do you think people are made of? I love you
and I thought you loved me.
I do love you.
You do? How can you say that after what you've done?
I humiliate myself in saying so, but I still want things to work out.
Don't say that, you make me feel cowardly.
I won't tell anybody. I want you to reconsider.
Think it over. I can forget it happened.
- You'll never forget. - I will, I swear.
Miguel, I have to hang up. I can't keep talking.
Your father-in-law's back?
Good bye.
PLEASE LET M E PAY YOU BACK FOR THE EPILAD Y.
THANK YOU AND SORRY FOR EVERYTHING.
I've never been nervous. I handle things well.
And now that I have a relaxing with my wife,
now that my kids are doing well, with their jobs and families,
I don't know why, but I look back and remember things when I was young
and it makes me want to cry.
I'm afraid she'll get anorexia behind my back.
Mom, I'm not anorexic.
I'll give her some vitamins.
I don't believe in psychoanalysts.
Well, I'm a psychiatrist.
Whatever, I don't care.
My wife made me come.
I brought all the files. It's not a psychological problem.
My wife says I exaggerate but I've never once lost control.
Here's the first complaint about noise in the bar downstairs,
registered and sealed by City Hall.
After the second complaint I wrote to the papers.
Letter to "El País", to the and "El Mundo".
They don't give a shit.
The bar downstairs plays music until 4 A.M.
People hanging out, having fun...
And after 4 A.M. The partying continues,
the noise from cars, bottles breaking...
And at 8 A.M. The bulldozer just below my bedroom window.
Now I'm not paranoid, but I think it all must somehow be related.
Could you stop doing that with your pen?
I'll prescribe something light.
Show your brother the cut.
That's a deep one.
It's like the one José got in the street.
But straighter.
The doctor said my cyst was as fat as a pig.
I brought you a frame.
Leave it over on that other table, mine's filled up.
May I?
Come in.
Good afternoon.
Your mom's knocked out. She's been asleep since yesterday.
And the nurses say we're the loudest
in the hospital.
- It's not my mother. - No? Forgive me.
I thought you were family. No relation?
She's the mother of a friend who's on a trip.
Poor thing, to get sick while her daughter's away.
No other family?
Mom, don't be so nosy.
Her son-in-law.
Why isn't he away, too?
Mom!
Leave me alone! I'm just asking because she's so Ionely.
I'm sick, damn it! I need entertainment.
Pay no attention.
She loves gossip and she's relentless.
She's too pretty to be alone.
I did her hair before she came.
You're good.
You could do my niece, she's getting married next week.
When I get out I'll finish making
her sheets.
Wait.
This is my number at home.
You charge money?
Well, yes, I charge money.
I'll do you both for cheap.
And my cousins from Murcia. More than 15 for a good price.
Jasmina.
You didn't think I'd come?
You surprised me yesterday, it's my turn.
Hello?
Jasmina.
Miguel. Forgive me for coming.
Afternoon.
Hello.
I hope you don't mind my coming to see Elvira.
Why would he mind?
You don't need permission from anyone.
Of course not.
I just wasn't expecting to see Forgive me.
I came by to see if she needed anything.
- Are you all right? - I think so.
- Need anything? - No.
Maybe a little more sleep.
Sleep all you want. David has everyone on the floor
at your service.
- You're the son-in-law? - Shut up!
We heard about your wife.
Your wife must be on a long trip,
if she isn't here at her mother's side.
I'm really sorry.
- Why? - About yesterday.
I didn't mean to eavesdrop.
My presence embarrassed you.
I'm like you, I can't lie on the phone if someone's there,
even if it's well-intended...
It doesn't matter.
She doesn't know about her mom.
No, she doesn't.
I used to lie to my family all the time,
to cover up things about my or Paco...
Like you, so they wouldn't suffer.
What if you were told the same lie?
I don't know, I can't imagine it. My mother died when I was young.
Israel was one, Róber, four, Tati, six, and Paco was ten.
Wow.
Since then no one's bothered to hide anything from me.
I've had to swallow the truth myself,
and hide it from the kids.
I only wish someone had said: Jasmine, don't tell her about it".
I don't like being lied to.
My bus!
Jasmina!
Thanks for the money, and for everything!
Don't let Paco cause you any more trouble.
He should cause more like this.
Didn't you bring your car?
Yeah, I was... I was walking a friend...
- Who was that? - Paco's sister.
Great, that's just what you need.
Your life's not complicated as it is.
- What? What did I say? - Nothing.
You know, she's paying me back what Paco spent.
Really? You're so naïve.
Why an I naïve?
Either she's a good person or she's smart.
And in my opinion, I'd say
she's a con-artist.
There are few good people left out there.
Watch yourself. See you tomorrow.
He pays no attention to me, and look at him, he's a pig.
Every day he's more
like his father.
They said to control his meals,
but how can I if he threatens me when we run out of sandwiches?
If you ever touch me I'll tear you apart.
I'll knock you upside the head.
You hear me? Upside the head.
I want to perform the act, I want to,
I think about it all the time,
but when my husband
gets home,
and comes through the door...
He's so damn ugly.
Why should I listen to you and not the voices?
Have you heard them?
Go on, Mr. Psychiatrist. Say something.
Your office is full of...
There's no cure, right?
To be honest, no.
But the treatment is getting better everyday.
We need you to stabilize.
In a few years there could be a cure.
Will I be conscious of the change?
Not all the time.
Will I have to quit my job?
Yes.
At some point you'll have to.
At least I don't have kids.
"At least I don't have kids". What a Friday. What a week.
Another day of this and I'd go nuts.
What's wrong?
Nothing.
Please, Carola, don't do this to me today.
Sure, "Carola do this,
Carola do that"... I'm sick of it, Miguel.
I know you've had a bad week.
But you could show me a little I'd like to think we're friends.
Of course we are.
I thought we were, but I see I was wrong.
- What? Come on, don't be mad. - "Don't be mad"?
You trust David all of a sudden because he was your wife's friend.
It brings you closer to her.
Drop it before you go too far.
I always do anyway.
Watch it.
I'd rather not talk about this.
I imagine David knows because Sara told him,
but that's no comfort to me.
I tell you everything about me, but you're stingy.
- Stingy? - Yes, sir.
It's arrogant to not talk about yourself.
Everyone needs to know every fucking detail!
Doesn't anyone realize the are the most painful part?
Don't use that tone with me.
With other stuff you never shut up.
You want me for the cheap laughs, but the truth is
you don't respect me at all. I'm not up to it.
Maybe you're right. If you were, you might realize...
Big deal, your wife left you! It happens everyday!
But no, you're special, you treat disturbed people but can't handle
disturbances in your own life!
Leave me alone!
That's arrogance. The illness that affects all psychiatrists.
I've seen it.
You're full of shit.
Do you know anyone who hasn't been
- cheated on? - That's absurd.
You're acting just like your stupid patients!
What Sara did is routine!
Even if she'd left you for... for your father!
Forgive me.
You feel better?
Miguel, forgive me, please.
Fuck you.
I had to give Carola a sedative and put her to bed.
Imagine, in my own bed.
And Sara called with her there.
How exciting.
She was hysterical, trying to locate her mom.
She's the one who needs a Have you got any for me?
You're sedated enough. Come on,
I'll walk you home.
No, I can't yet.
Why not?
Because I ordered this drink.
Can I have a sip?
Just a sip.
Don't push it.
Here. I left you the best part.
- Did you talk long? - No, very little.
It was tough, but I didn't say anything.
I won't thank you, let her mother do it.
What? Are you going to take it out on me?
You're her friend, so why shouldn't I?
I'm your friend, too.
You can't be friends to both of Either her or me.
If your my friend, say she's a bitch.
No, I won't say that. I have a right to think what I want.
And to not give a damn.
It's not that, it's just that none of it's my fault.
Or mine.
Tell me it isn't.
You don't want sympathy, but you're the victim?
I want you to commit.
No, I won't commit. But I'm your friend.
Yeah? I made two new friends you and Carola.
- Thanks. - You don't get it.
When did she start cheating on me?
I told you, I found out two days before you.
Two days? And how could you look in the face those two days?
That's not fair. It had to be her.
"That's not fair, Miguel", "That's arrogant, Miguel".
Why does everyone keep telling me how I should act and
how I should feel?
Why can't everyone just leave me alone?
I think she's realizing what she did is crazy.
She's starting to regret.
You can stop right there.
What?
Shut up.
You're not the one who should apologize for her.
Did she tell you to butter me up?
You asshole.
You're like her,
you understand her. Whores look out for each other.
Is there a psychological term for someone about to get slapped?
By you?
Come on.
- Fuck off. - Let's go.
- I slipped 'cos I was dizzy. - Sure.
Taxi!
Taxi! Son of a bitch.
Hello?
- Miguel? - Yeah, it's me.
I'm so glad I found you. It's Jasmina.
Sorry to call so late, but I had to tell you this.
You get my messages?
No, sorry. I didn't check the machine.
That's what I thought.
I'm outside because everyone was asleep.
I know it's late, but Miguel,
I got a great job. I'll pay you back in full
next week.
- You don't have to. - I want to.
I'm doing Rosario's family for a wedding.
Remember Rosario? The bed next to Elvira.
Now I've got twenty gypsy clients.
I don't know where to put them all.
I can't let my boss cash in on it.
The money's mine. Well, yours.
But I don't have room for all at my place.
I don't know what to do...
Are you calling me to ask me for my place?
No, that's not why I'm calling.
I wanted to invite you to dinner to pay you back.
There's no hurry.
Yes there is, please.
Let me pay you back, if not the money will get spent.
You won't come over for dinner?
Look, I can't...
Thank you, but no. See you around.
Sorry to call so late.
Don't worry about it. We'll talk later.
- Good bye. - Bye.
Miguel? It's Jasmina.
Call me, I have something to tell you.
Miguel, it's me again.
Listen, call me back, no matter how late.
I don't know if we'll have a to talk tomorrow.
Miguel? You're not home?
I can't locate my mother and I'm getting worried.
I'll call back tomorrow.
If you know where she is, leave me a message
if you don't want to talk to me.
A kiss.
Miguel?
Don't call me back, everyone's asleep.
I'll call you later.
I won't be able to sleep all night.
I practically won the lottery.
Hello.
- How are you? - Miguel.
What's wrong?
They said I can't leave yet, the analysis went badly.
I know.
I came as soon as I heard.
What did they find?
They screwed up and they're repeating the test.
Are you saying that to relax me?
It's to relax you,
and it's true.
I'm afraid, Miguel.
You wan't one?
No, leave it.
Don't tell the nurse I gave it to you.
If you think it'll help...
Later you can
ask the nurse for another.
Do you want me to stay over
tonight?
No, I couldn't sleep with you here.
- I could take that bed. - No, I prefer to be alone.
I'm used to it.
They were nice company, but I was hoping they'd leave soon.
I needed to be alone.
Her family tricked her.
They all seemed so happy and talkative,
but I knew the truth.
They let her out for her niece's wedding
and so she can die at home.
Her daughter said there's no cure.
Last night I almost told her,
to say good bye to her children, so she'd know what they're saying.
Insomnia gives you strange thoughts.
- Hello? - Jasmina?
No, it's Tatiana.
- Is your sister home? - Wait.
She won't talk to you.
Is she busy?
She said to say she wasn't home if you called.
Why?
- Is it Paco? - No, it isn't about Paco.
You can't tell me?
She'd kill me.
- She won't talk to me? - Be persistent.
When I do this it's to test my boyfriend.
I'd let him call ten times. But that's me.
She's tougher. Call 15 times.
What do you mean, "test"?
Yeah, to see how interested you are.
But don't tell her I told you!
I won't say a thing, trust me. I can keep a secret.
I have to go, she's coming.
All because of that Epilady!
Who is it?
- Is Jasmina there? - Wait, I'll check.
Is Jasmina here?
Who wants to know?
I think it's that psychiatrist.
Just what we needed.
- What do I say? - Ask Tati.
Leave me out of it.
Hold on a second. Tati!
- Tati! - What is it?
The psychiatrist's here for Jasmina.
Here, let me.
Come on up.
- Can I come in? - Lf you want.
Don't tell her we talked.
Just what we needed.
What happened?
What are you doing here? Who let you in?
Israel! Tatiana! Didn't I tell not to let anyone in?
Don't look at me, it wasn't me.
Why are you here?
- What happened? - You wouldn't care.
Shit, I'm only asking you what happened and what's wrong.
Don't act all caring, the other night you blew me off.
You don't talk about your problems,
I won't talk about mine.
- What happened to Róber? - They hit him.
Can't you tell?
Who do you think you are? Don't touch me!
What happened to you?
You've no right!
Who did this to you?
The police.
But, why?
They caught me waxing a gypsy
and they took the Epilady.
- Because of the Epilady? - No.
Because of my boss.
Someone told her I had all these gypsies here.
She came and made a fuss,
but the gypsies didn't care, so she left. Then the cops came.
Her brother-in-law's a cop.
As soon as the gypsies saw cops they took off like crazy.
And the cops took my Epilady
because I didn't have a permit to work at home.
And now I have nothing. Nothing.
And they hit you?
They grabbed me and I got nervous.
Róber came to my defense and everything got
out of hand.
We'll show them,
those motherfuckers. I've got my whole life ahead of me.
Shut up.
Don't act all macho.
What will you do?
- What can we do? - Denounce them. Look at you.
Denounce the police? You're crazy.
That's what the law's for. They should pay for what they did.
To think they always seem so intelligent on TV.
That's the one who was here.
What, Granny?
Turn it off, he'll jump out and hit you again.
No, Granny, they can't jump out of the TV.
You should have seen it.
They grabbed the Epilady so fast they didn't realize it was hot.
The wax burned both of them.
It was all over them.
We're in better shape than they were.
We've been here all day,
crying and then suddenly we and we break into laughter.
Life's such
a bitch, really.
You lost your job.
I've had it worse.
I'll get another one. I'm good.
Wait if you need the money.
Shut up, you'll make it worse.
I'd like to help.
I've learned to do things alone, I won't let you ruin that now.
Can you give me a steady job? A monthly paycheck? No?
I need more than a little patchwork.
I just wanted to help.
How about when Tati was pregnant at 15?
She was 5 months when she told me.
But there's nothing you can do about it at 5 months.
So there he is, the kid.
We all look after him so Tati have to quit school like I did.
What?
I was worried that you were upset with me.
No.
Well, yes, a little.
But Grandpa always tells me no one can take my happiness.
I'd be a lousy patient. Whenever I get depressed, I say:
"Jasmina, cut the crap!".
Depression's for people
with free time.
I let you kiss me, but no one kisses me
out of pity.
It wasn't pity.
What about your wife?
Shit, Jasmina.
I won't buy that story about her trip
and you taking care of her mother.
- You made it up. - I was playing dumb.
You're crazy about her and she left you.
You're a loser like me.
We're branded,
like bulls that get branded young and are marked for life.
Don't see me like this.
Please leave.
- Hello? - Miguel?
- Sara! - You sound surprised.
No, I was asleep. It's after three.
Sorry, but that's why I called. It's after three?
Yeah.
My mom isn't home.
I've called her all week, at every possible hour,
but she's never there.
She really didn't say anything to you?
- You're still in Tokyo? - Yes, but we'll be back this weekend.
Well, I will.
- Alone? - Yes.
He has to stay 2 more weeks.
Do you know anything or not?
Passion's gone already?
I called you to ask about my mother.
Your mother's here in Madrid, in the hospital.
David found a little problem...
And you've been hiding it from me all this time? You asshole!
She insisted...
What's wrong with her?
They had to extract a tumor.
Extract a tumor?
Is she all right? Can I call her?
She's all right, really.
Is it the same number as your office?
Yeah, but you'll have to wait 5 or 6 hours...
You sure got me back, didn't you? Well done.
Sara, she insisted.
It must have been fun playing victim together.
I wish I could see it. I can't believe it.
I can imagine it, but I can't believe it.
You told her, of course.
This is incredible, really. You must really feel great.
Always the good guy.
They say they got it all out, that it shouldn't recur.
Hello?
- Jasmina, it's Miguel. - What's up?
Elvira's all right.
She'll need check-ups, but it's good news for now.
That's great. Give her a kiss for me.
Why don't you? You're her only friend here in Madrid.
I'm sorry, but I really don't anyone to see me like this.
Is the swelling gone?
Yeah, but it's black and blue.
She gets out tomorrow and I'm making dinner at home.
It'll only be four of us.
I'd really like you to come.
Sorry, Miguel, but I can't.
I'd really like you to, and so would she.
Her hair looked so great before and she needs work...
Don't flatter me.
I don't feel like meeting people or being seen.
- Your eye might improve. - I don't think so.
I want to see you.
Then I'll see you later.
I need to talk.
I've been dead these days, and I only feel half-alive
when I see you.
Is it because I'm worse off?
Jasmina, you teach me to be less of an idiot.
Great teacher you found.
At least have dinner with me tonight.
Just you and me, no alibis. I really want to see you.
Please, Jasmina.
Nice place.
An aperitif before dinner?
No, thank you.
Besides the menu we have with lemon in a gazpacho sauce,
fresh barbel in sauce made of
ground Chinese almonds,
a bean soufflé with foie or curry with mushrooms and rice,
which is exquisite. If the lady likes exotic things,
I recommend it.
Salad with squid and lentils, my Lord.
And it's so expensive.
If I served that at home they'd think I was nuts.
And these prices intimidate me.
What do I order?
Whatever you want.
Is barbel some sort of artichoke?
No, it's fish.
Right, fish.
We could share rice.
- At night? - Sure.
Okay. I love rice.
3,500 pesetas for rice. You said it.
Take off your glasses. You look great.
Expensive, but worth it.
My style's more basic.
And in my house "exquisite" isn't appreciated.
What about your father?
I don't like the subject.
He lost his job and he ended up in the street.
He lives in a park.
Grandpa and I raise the kids.
I could have left.
But my grandparents were so old, and the kids so young...
What about your family?
No brothers, no mother. I have my father, barely.
You can never forget your parents.
They're always there, even in spite.
You're so right.
Last Christmas I saw him crossing the park.
The stench of wine at 20 meters.
He got carried away, begging me for a New Year's kiss.
A cop saw him hanging on me and would have roughed him up
if I hadn't said who he was.
When the cop left, I was so upset I roughed him up myself.
Sometimes I dream of killing him. Is that bad?
No, it's not bad. It's a release.
The knife is always too dull. I can't stab him
and he laughs at me.
You know...
My wife left me and ran away with my father.
I've been hiding it for days,
trying not to tell the people close to me.
They were constantly trying to get it out of me.
And here I am, telling you, someone I barely know.
And for the first time I feel relieved.
We've told each other many things tonight.
But you haven't asked if I'm single.
Maybe you don't care.
Of course I care. You have a boyfriend?
Yes, but I left him.
He's not like you, he's a disgusting thief.
Once he said: "Let's go out, I just knocked off two A.T.M.'s."
I kicked his nuts and told him
I don't eat with money stolen at knife-point.
Later he threatened me, but I sent Paco after him.
He's a vagrant, too, but...
He stands up for me.
If someone touches me he loses it.
Sometimes I think he'd be better off in jail.
But if it weren't for him
I wouldn't have met you.
You got me out of a rut, Jasmina.
By coming to dinner
you saved me.
My lipstick's everywhere, I must look like a clown.
I'll take some off, it's embarrassing.
Take off all your make-up.
I look much worse without make- up.
With my eye like this? No way.
No one sees me without it. It's the first thing I do every morning.
I want to see your face when you're asleep, please.
You might be disappointed.
The bathroom?
The woman who always talks has fallen silent.
Without my make-up I'm speechless.
You look like a little girl.
You're a little girl and you're beautiful.
Say that again.
You're beautiful.
Beautiful.
Why so sad all of a sudden?
What about you? You look sad, too.
I wasn't sad.
I was just realizing how much I love you.
How do you know? You hardly know me.
What else is there to know?
I love you.
Much more than your wife does.
It's not a good time to talk about emotions.
It's a bad time for me.
All I know is I want to hold you,
make love to you, kiss you...
Then you love me.
I told him: "Dr. Román's booked solid,
so if Dr. Vallejo's sick then start passing out sedatives
because they're not coming here". My exact words.
If you'd taken the call there'd twice as many lunatics here.
So don't call him, you'll make me look like an idiot.
You got laid last night.
Carola, please.
I thought we'd talked about trust and all that.
Not telling me about your wife is one thing, but a lousy lay?
You don't even trust me with that?
I didn't get laid.
Well, you look weird.
I don't know.
Maybe I slept better.
I do feel better. Maybe it's my mother-in-law.
Your mother-in-law, please.
No one looks like that after their mother-in-law is better.
Just forget it. Don't you prefer me like this?
Of course.
Then enjoy it while it lasts.
You still look like you got laid.
That's how I look after sex, if I remember right.
Hello?
- Tatiana? - Hi, Miguel. Wait a second.
Jasmina!
Oh, you're here. It's for you.
Hello?
- Jasmina, it's Miguel. - Hi.
- How are you? - Fabulous.
Can you come for dinner tonight?
Miguel, it's too weird for me.
Me there with your mother-in-law?
She doesn't know, and she likes you.
She'll know as soon as she sees unless she's stupid.
She'll read love in my face.
And you're confused but your voice has changed.
My client who's a shrink says it's the hormones,
or pheromones...
They'll be running wild thinking about you the whole time.
Really? Why's that?
Come on, don't play around. Come to dinner, please.
Miguel, I wouldn't fit in.
- What am I to you? - More than a friend.
"More than a friend". Sounds like a tabloid.
I really want you to come.
No, really. Another time.
That's enough for today, Miguel.
Let's leave it and give it some time, okay?
Until you clear things up.
I always get left hanging
with a broken heart.
I was left hanging, too.
I want to mean something to you.
- See you later. - Bye.
You cleaned up for me?
No, the cleaning lady comes Wednesdays.
Look, she left dinner ready.
A fish soufflé ready to heat up.
You shouldn't have.
Don't say that.
I want us to remember your visit fondly.
What starts badly needn't end badly.
You know what I think it is?
As soon as I regret I remember my patients and I stop myself.
I'll put these in the bedroom.
Miguel, it's me.
I'm at the airport in N.Y.,
but I don't know when I'll be getting in.
I've changed planes twice, three time changes...
Changing tickets has become an adventure.
I'm so tired.
I wanted to say I'm sorry.
When we spoke last I said some things that I now regret.
I talked to my mom and she told everything you've done for her.
I also spoke to David.
I've never met anyone like you.
So... so generous.
Well, that's it. Forgive me.
- What do I do with her? - Don't ask me.
Maybe she's just sorry about what she said.
She always says she's sorry at the right time.
Is that a virtue?
Miguel, I want to leave tomorrow before Sara arrives.
I don't want to see her.
You two need to work things out. She can come see me later.
- Do you want me to come, too? - Of course.
With her?
With her... or without her.
Do young men who are separated in touch with their mother-in-laws?
I don't know, I've never been separated.
You'd still want to see me if they stayed together?
If they stayed together, you're the only one I'd want to see.
My father's dead to me.
Don't be too hard on him.
It'd be harder to forgive him.
It'd be humiliating. It would always be there.
Any argument or conversation would lead to it.
I suppose he knew what he was risking when he went after her,
so if he went through with it it can't matter so much.
Would it be humiliating to forgive Sara?
It's different.
The hard part is regaining trust.
I don't trust her now.
Do you love her?
Do I love her?
It's Carola.
She sure loves you.
She's a gem. I love her, too.
She loves you more.
I'm not her type. She likes men who cause trouble.
Who could cause more than you?
- Hi! - Hello.
- How is it to be out? - Wonderful.
I say that everyday.
I brought a lemon sorbet, homemade by yours truly.
- Got any champagne? - No, I'll go get some.
I'll go. Can't show up with half a dessert.
I'll go, please, I'm a gentleman.
I didn't want to carry too much.
I'm trying to take better care of myself.
My new philosophy is "Me, me, me".
Don't worry, philosopher.
- Hello? - Róber?
- Is Jasmina there? - No, she left.
Where to?
I don't know.
Will she be long?
I have no idea, she didn't say.
- What's that music? - Israel.
He heard it at your place. He plays it
every night to put the munchkin to sleep.
She didn't tell you to lie, did she?
No, man.
Would you give her a message for me?
If she gets home soon
and I remember. Sometimes she takes longer
and I forget when I see her.
I give you fair warning.
Then write it down.
Okay, but keep it short. I don't have a pen,
so I have to remember until I find one.
It's short. Tell her to call me. It's important.
I'll tell her.
- Hey! - What?
Tell her also that...
Shit, any longer and you'll lose me.
Tell her I love her. Tell her: "Miguel says he loves you".
Got it?
That's embarrassing, man.
Don't think about what you're saying.
I don't know, I'd tell her, but...
Those things should be said personally.
They're personal.
Then tell her I called to say it personally, but she wasn't home.
That's way too long.
I'll tell her to call you and you explain the rest.
See you later.
- What did he say? - Sappy stuff.
He loves you, he wants to see you, all that.
Don't use me as an operator,
it's not my thing.
If he loves her he can bring the TV back.
Why not tell me himself?
I told him to but he was in a hurry.
Leave me out of it.
Now he's in a hurry!
Just saying no to a man peaks his interest.
Should I call him?
Go ask a consultant or something.
You always put me in the middle and I screw up.
- Hi. - Hi, David.
- And the ladies? - In the kitchen.
- Did Sara call? - Yes.
- From New York? - Yes.
- And you spoke to her? - No, she left a message.
Then we both know the same.
What did she say in the message?
Nothing, that she was coming.
She changed her return flight.
You seem happy.
Yeah? I don't know why.
Because you sense that things didn't work out for her.
Shit, get that thing out of my face.
How refined we are!
I'll have to designate a non-smoking section.
I don't mind it.
- Kiss-ass. - And you're a retard.
That's enough.
I got a nine in physics.
"I got a nine in physics".
I was telling her, retard.
"Retard".
- I said I got a nine in physics. - I'm glad.
You don't look it.
- Nobody answer. - Your boyfriend.
He's not, you retard.
That's right, retard.
One guy asks you out...
Why not go? If he called 3 times in one afternoon he must like you.
And twice this morning.
- Why don't you go? - There's no reason to.
Get the TV. He stole it from Paco.
Granny, just watch TV. You follow much better on TV.
If you you're too demanding you'll lose your chance.
No, Grandpa, they're refined, they wouldn't like me.
Everyone likes you, silly.
That's what you think.
Rebecca Sánchez says you're You're her idol.
More elegant than you.
And that you're a retard.
Careful!
Happiness!
So to speak.
What's missing are the guests. Not you guys,
I just don't see any action.
There's not a chance between the 4 of us.
It's less exciting. Isn't that why people go to parties?
I don't go to them, but I'm older.
Don't worry, I don't either.
David here goes,
but he's doing the "polite single gentleman" bit.
That's what I am.
Drink up, you need to cut loose.
You keep pouring.
Has he got you thinking he's better than you?
No, you don't get it. It's me.
You idealize me because you don't know any better.
But I realize there are places... I just don't belong there.
I could really use a doctor.
He's a psychiatrist, Grandpa.
Then for your grandmother.
Well, he couldn't help Paco.
Don't knock your own brother.
He'd need a brain transplant.
Just because he failed with Paco doesn't mean he'd fail with her.
If only her head were clear again.
- Right, Granny? - I used to be smart.
- And what happened? - They took away the TV.
Just go to the dinner party.
Why are you here if you could be there? Go on.
I've nothing to wear.
The black dress. You look great in it.
Who'll take me? Taxi's won't come near here at night.
- Róber on his moped. - Yeah, right.
Then Israel can take her.
No way, the cops'll confiscate it.
His moped, his moped, that's all he ever thinks about.
Take your sister and wait for her outside.
Outside, right.
You can't go in. Your ugly face'll ruin the party.
He knows me, jerk off.
Who do you think brought his TV over?
He practically proposed to me
on the phone. He said to tell Jasmina he loved her.
Jasmina, if that's true, I don't know what you're waiting for.
This doesn't fit me.
You're nervous and your head's swelling.
Pull down hard.
Jasmina!
I want you to wear my chain tonight.
No, Mom gave you that.
I want you to have it tonight. For good luck.
Chicks are unbelievable.
Jasmina! Róber!
Put some gas in the moped!
One more drink and I'm off. This is depressing.
Don't leave yet, please.
You've got some nerve, Miguel.
You want me to hang out all night.
I'll pass on being the court jester.
I know a place full of jerks sleep with you for a couple beers.
They don't sound like jerks to me.
They usually only ask for money from the men.
I'm a romantic. I like to fuck for free.
I might become a lesbian.
- You mean tonight? - Yeah, it was the dinner.
Which suits me better, dyke or slut?
And I said to myself: "dyke".
Because slut nurses are too common.
"Nurse Dyke". Good title for a porno.
Or "Faggot Gynecologist".
For a porno? Not suggestive enough.
I told you it didn't fit.
Wear it upstairs, when you calm down it'll slide off.
If not try a little soap.
Get this thing off me!
You called so much I decided to come in the end.
Thanks for coming.
Who's here?
Elvira, Carola, and my friend David.
I can't go through with it.
It's my home and you're with me.
This is Jasmina.
Hi.
No, please, nobody get up.
- David, Carola... - Hi, Jasmina.
Hi.
It's champagne, but if you prefer whisky...
No whisky for me. Is there any wine?
- I brought some. - Yeah.
It's a great wine if I may say so.
Could you mix it with Coca-Cola? "Calimocho" style.
Coming right up.
- I'm really happy to see you. - Thank you.
You did her hair, right?
Yes, at my old job.
I'm going to rent the place in and steal my old boss' clients.
My sister, Tatiana is a whiz at economics. She said:
"That's capitalism, Jasmina. Disloyal competition."
I'm blabbering. How are you doing?
Fine, and I want to thank you all
for treating me so well.
- Now the fun begins. - Lf I know how.
Aren't you a widow?
Eight years.
- And well-off. - I can't complain.
It's ideal.
Give me a "calimocho", Miguel.
Miguel has so many paintings.
And so abstract.
They're worth a fortune.
How much is that one worth?
Whatever I can get for it.
No way. I could get a million at auction,
- at least. - What a rip-off!
It's supposedly art. His father did it.
I'm sorry, I didn't know. So, he's an artist.
It's okay, we're all family here.
Sell them.
Two of those and I'd open my own shop.
How many does he paint a month?
If my grandfather had the number it would be him.
He always worries.
Don't answer, Miguel. Start doing things right
for once.
Hi, Miguel. It's me.
I know it's late, but I just got in
and I wanted to talk.
The bathroom?
That way, keep going.
You don't want to talk.
Hi, honey.
Mom? You're still there?
Still.
Then Miguel's there.
Yes, but he doesn't want to talk. You have to understand.
Call him in the morning.
- Where are you? - In Madrid.
Tell him to pick up.
Unbelievable.
Normal life is incredible, Carola.
And now the hair-stylist.
I'll end up cashier in her shop.
Honey, you can't just act on every whim.
You hurt him, and he can't forgive you just like that.
Let him decide when.
It's not good to jump from one relationship to another.
It takes a while to build up enthusiasm,
and time to reflect, don't you think?
I don't reflect much, do you?
I've been reflecting since '95.
So the next chance I get I'll be enthusiastic as hell.
It sounds like you're on his side.
It's not very hard to be.
Sara... Sara, honey.
I love you a lot.
Sara...
- I'll leave if you want. - Come here.
I knew I shouldn't have come.
And I knew it was for the best.
I love you even more.
Could you help me get my things to a taxi stand?