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Hang on.

How's Leche doing?

- El Leche?

- There he is.

He's obsessed with

his Italian exam.

He has a crush

on his teacher.

His teacher?

His private tutor.

Some chick.

Huh.

- Hello.

- Kiwi!

Ready to go on T. V?

Sure.

The sky is the limit.

Hey, today's Saturday,

don't you have a match?

Are you crazy?

Didn't you know?

He's been suspended

for punching a referee.

Yeah, suspended...

But check this out.

At the tone, the time will be...

Thanks.

Essere verb.

Mother f***ing verb...

"lo sono... tu sei... lui e..."

...io sono... tu sei... lui "se"...

"e"...

"e"...

tu sei, lui e...

- Are you keeping count?

- Yup. 126, 127,128

What was the record?

I'll get there.

Uh... Sure.

Hold on... look... I'm

getting there...

Bye, dude.

- Look, here's an Uruguayan.

- Look At that.

I care about you, Javier.

If I tell your dad...

you were in the

car with those junkies...

he'll kick your ass.

You know that.

- Just fire him, dad.

- You shut up!

I've thought about

firing you,

but your dad would kill you.

But I'm a good guy.

You know I'm your friend.

- Your friend. You listen?

- Yes, I know.

Pull over here.

Joselo and I

are getting off.

Lui e...

"Distinguishedetti since 1892 at

the scientific congressetti of...

Parisetti, Genevetti,

Chicagotti and Montevideo..."

All bullshitte, et cetera, and

go fucketti your motheretti.

Look...

What are you doing here?

Get lost.

Fire him, dad.

He's not a bad kid,

just a little raw.

Too much muscle and

no brains. Anyway...

let's talk about work.

Drive around

the neighborhood...

playing the pasta

commercial.

Nice commercial,

isn't it?

Around 10...

you take the car

to Rolo's garage.

And you pick it up

at 6 am tomorrow.

You'll go to the town

of Las Piedras with Joselo.

I have a gig there,

a commercial

for a bakery.

Ok?

Wait a moment!

And don't let

me down...

or I'll tell your dad.

And don't go out tonight.

Go to bed early.

Concentrate. Like a

soccer player, ok?

Bye, see you tomorrow.

Don't let me down.

Sh*t.

"lo sono,

tu sei, lui e."

Lui e, lui e, lui e...

Hey dude...

Is there a video store

around here?

- A video store?

- Yup.

- Must be Sandia's...

- Yup.

- Two blocks this way...

- Yup.

Hey...

Aren't you Gepetto?

Yup.

Do you remember me?

Marmota's brother.

Two blocks, and then?

Right away.

A sharp left...

Didn't you work as

a royal guard?

Yup, but they fired me.

- How come?

- Voices.

Two blocks

and a sharp left?

Voices?

Voices...

in my head, get it?

You're standing there.

You can't talk,

you can't move...

You can't do anything. So...

What do you do?

- I don't know.

- So?

- I don't know.

- You think.

You think a lot.

All the time.

And then your head starts

thinking by itself, get it?

- Really?

- Sure.

You think a lot.

And one day the voices start.

Blah, blah on one side,

blah, blah on the other side.

I don't believe you.

That's tough.

And then... Simon came.

A voice.

Like a Sergeant.

- A Sergeant?

- No, a voice.

Simon says:

Dance!

Simon says:

Dance!

But you...

can't move, you're

a royal guard.

Like a statue.

And then all

the schoolchildren.

Thousands of them

with their teachers.

And the wiser ones

tell you things:

Stupid cop.

F***ing stupid cop.

And then Simon kicks in.

Simon says:
Hit the

suckers, kick them.

- Did you kick them?

- No, but anyway...

And a royal guard scream

is something else.

And the little boy

was in shock.

His father wants

to sue me.

- Really?

- Yup.

Alright, Gepetto.

See you around.

Bye.

What?

What did you say?

- What?

- What?

- Did you call me?

- Nothing.

- Did you say something?

- No.

See you, dude.

+Hello?

- Uh... Hello. Clarita?

Yes, who's this?

Alejandro,

Marisa's son.

Alejandrito!

You sound like a man.

- How are you?

+Good, good. Thanks.

+Did you want to talk

to your tutor?

Yes, is Beatriy in?

No, you just missed her.

But she said

she'd call you.

- Would you know where she went to?

+Lalo's, I think.

But they had broken up...

Tell me about your grandma.

What a wonderful woman.

So vital,

so optimistic.

I always think of her.

What a charming

woman.

We used to get together for tea...

- I brought your stuff.

- I don't want it.

Look everybody,

here's Maria's bra!

You just left It there...

Oh, poor thing. You're

not taking care of him.

It doesn't play dead, doesn't

do anything. It's a pain.

You are a pain.

Hey, that tape is mine.

Uh?

- That's my tape.

- No, it's mine.

You gave it to me.

I gave you back your things,

now the tape is mine.

- That tape is mine.

- Uh?

- That's my tape.

- No, it's mine.

You gave it to me.

Get out of here, kid.

Don't touch.

Get out of here!

Don't bother me.

Can't you see I'm playing?

F***!

Hey, sir, this kid here

is bothering me!

I knew you were

going to lose.

Did you order

a piyya?

Yeah, but that

was an hour ago.

I got a hot dog

in the meantime.

Sorry. I'm new

in the job...

and don't know

the streets too well.

That piyya must be

cold as sh*t by now.

Sorry, I had no idea.

It's 36 pesos.

- 36?

- Yes.

Here, keep the change.

Thanks, man.

What did you say?

- What did you just say?

- What?

- What did you just say?

- What? I said nothing...

Who did you call

a f***ing cop?

I said nothing!

You calling me a f***ing cop,

stupid whale?

Come here,

come here!

What's up, grandma?

Dear housewife, do you know where

you are getting Sunday's pasta?

Of course, at ''Your Majesty''.

Your Majesty pasta factory...

...a guarantee of flavor

and distinction...

''Your Majesty'' pasta factory,

and enjoy your Sunday lunch.

Dear housewife, do you know where

you are getting Sunday's pasta?

Of course, at ''Your Majesty''.

Your Majesty pasta factory...

...a guarantee of flavor

and distinction...

...''Your Majesty'' pasta factory,

and enjoy your Sunday lunch.

F***ing piyya-man.

Look at this piyya,

it sucks.

Take it easy, Sandia.

Forget about it.

Did you know there's only one

Uruguayan in the Guinness book?

I had no idea.

The guy clapped his

hands for 5 days.

Non-stopping.

And what was

he applauding?

I'm going inside...

Ciao.

Go for it, Kiwi.

Keep going!

Do you know what

the problem is?

People don't realize that sex

is the all what matters.

This kid was telling

me the other day...

about this Freud thing.

You know Freud?

It's all about f***ing.

That's what people have

on their minds:
F***ing.

People are crazy.

You think so?

That's why porn

movies are the truth.

That's real life.

All those sugar-coated,

fiction flicks

are bullshit.

That's why I watch porn.

It's not for the babes.

Porn movies

are real life.

They show things

as they are.

They call things

by their name,

even when it hurts.

I know what

I'm talking about.

I've been there.

Do you know

what I did for love?

Do you know how hard

I tried to fall in love?

Everything, I did everything.

Forget about it.

Hey, Sandia,

I've never seen a porn flick.

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