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What year is this?

Where do you live?

In Carabanchel.

7 Coln Street. Apartment 3-D.

Why all the questions?

I know you.

Your husband is an extrasensory being.

He's like a parabolic antenna

that attracts suffering spirits.

Right now, one called Alberto

has taken refuge in him.

We have to get him out of there fast.

If we don't, gradually,

...the spirit will take over

your husband's entire being.

- So what can we do?

- Well...

I could expel the intruder,

...but I'll need a personal item

from the specter.

- Get it for me.

- Yes...

Don't tell your husband anything.

That could be fatal.

How do I know if the man I'm with

is my husband or the other guy?

I'll figure it out.

That guy really does

have a magic touch.

It didn't hurt for sh*t.

He's just like Camilo.

- Who?

- Who else? Camilo Sesto.

Tasty! I was starving.

And this omelet is... Wow!

But you only like Grandma's omelet.

No! I'll clear.

Dad is acting really weird.

- What's wrong with him?

- Nothing.

It must be the weather.

How come you're on my side of the bed?

This morning, your husband

bought me coffee and gave me a hug.

And you're complaining already?

He does the laundry,

the dishes, he vacuums,

...he doesn't snore, he's kind...

You should be thanking me.

I don't understand you.

MY PARADISE APARTMENTS

NEW DEVELOPMEN Come on, Carlos, we're waiting.

Today would be nice!

Let's go!

Is he asleep up there?

Move your ass!

What the f***?

It's not f***ing raining!

Where are you going?

Over here!

Stop, stop! F***ing hell! Stop!

What are you doing?

Bring it over here.

That's it. Nice and slow.

Gentle.

Slowly...

Slow! Holy sh*t! Stop!

Stop! F***!

Carlos, stop!

What's wrong with you, you moron?

Are you trying to kill us?

Do you have the spirit's address?

Number seven...

It could be that one...

Over there.

This is it.

Let's see...

Three.

Hello?

Carmen, this is breaking

and entering! F***!

Excuse me? Hello?

- Please come in.

- Hello.

Please come in.

Make yourselves at home.

- Nice place.

- Thank you.

We love decorating.

We're very modern.

How about some music?

It's Kenny G. The latest album.

- We're sorry to intrude...

- It's fine.

- We'd like to talk to...

- Yes,

...we want to talk, too.

And find out who you are...

...and why you're here.

Well...

Cranberry juice?

- Yes.

- No, we're in a hurry.

In a hurry? Please...

Let me show you something.

Come...

We're looking for...

- Later.

- ...someone who lived here...

You have to see this.

Pepe. Pepe!

Bye, darling.

Delicious! Did you make them?

- So...

- Really?

Our masterpiece.

An exact replica.

The mattress,

100% memory foam.

- Want to try it?

- No, thanks.

Try, it feels so good.

I was wondering...

How old I am?

What's your guess?

24? 32?

You're not sure.

SWINGING.

WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?

I'm actually 50.

I know I don't look it.

It says it here.

Pepe, this is 9 Coln Street!

We've got the wrong address.

Pepe?

That cocktease!

They redid the numbers.

Number 7 is now 5. Unbelievable.

What? I felt sorry for her.

FOR SALE:

That's the one.

We have to call.

Sh*t, Dad! You scared me.

Go on, let me study.

I've got a test tomorrow.

Can I help?

Dad, you don't know sh*t,

gimme a break.

Forget Pythagoras,

you don't need to calculate...

...that the square of the hypotenuse is

equal to the square of the two sides.

Simply apply geometry to the math.

The area of a hexagon is

the same as the six triangles,

We've got the triangle's base

and the apothem,

...so use that and multiply by six.

Now I get it!

You explain it better than the teacher.

Dinner's ready!

OK.

You should put some clothes on.

So you don't catch cold.

This is delicious fish.

- Toi, you have to eat.

- I'm not hungry.

You'll end up an anorexic mess,

like your cousin Sandra.

You got a lot of tests this week?

On Friday I have one

on chemical compounds.

Organic or inorganic?

Can we study together?

Sure, but you gotta eat.

Have some ham, sweetie.

That's the way.

Watch out, it's scalding.

Where were you last night, Carlos?

What?

Where?

Where do you think, Carmen?

Here. What a question!

What are you doing?

Since when do I drink chocolate milk?

Since yesterday.

Don't get smart with me...

...or I'll do it.

Dad, what's the difference between

arithmetic progression and sequences?

F***!

Are you both f***ing with me?

Where's my lunch?

My sandwich!

AFTERLIFE:

Zizu, give me a coffee with churros.

I can do you a coffee,

but that guy had the last churros.

Hey, cousin.

I didn't see you come in.

You want chocolate milk?

One chocolate milk. My treat.

You think I'm some kind of a**hole?

- Are you waiting for my wife?

- I'm not waiting for anyone.

Are you waiting for my wife?

I'm not lying.

Don't lie to me.

I'll kill you.

Wait! Watch my finger.

Keep your eyes on it because...

...you're gradually going to...

If you go near my wife again,

I'll cut your balls off!

Your husband is an animal.

A brute.

And you know that better than anyone.

Just drop it!

You're bent out of shape with me now?

Hi. I'm Pedro Lus Vivancos,

real estate agent.

Carmen?

- And you must be her husband.

- Yes, sir.

- Ready?

- Sure.

We haven't shown it in ages.

Come in.

The apartment

is almost 1,000 square feet.

This is the kitchen,

...it's quite large.

As you can see,

it's in mint condition.

The cabinets are made of beech.

The bathroom

is about 48 square feet.

It's finished

with ceramic tile and marble.

The bidet has a water jet.

I love those. They're great.

This is the master bedroom.

Feel free to look around.

Load-bearing wall.

Can't be removed.

This is the place for you.

I'll let you have it very cheap.

It's been on the market for years.

Not because it's in poor condition,

it passed all the inspections.

Why has it never sold?

Can you keep a secret?

This house...

was the scene of a murder.

It all happened in the dining room.

This way.

A mother and her son lived here.

He was schizophrenic,

but he stopped taking his medicine...

...because he was dating a girl.

His mother never approved

of the relationship.

Rumor had it that the mother

and son were sleeping together.

One day,

...at lunchtime,

...the son was carving a chicken

with an electric knife,

...when the squabbling began.

"You did this, you did that..."

- "Don't talk to Mommy like that!"

- "Stop controlling my life!"

- "Please take your medication!"

- "I don't want to!"

Then the son stood up...

...and pounced on his mother.

He grabbed her neck with one hand...

and with the other...

He cut her head off!

Blood squirting everywhere!

They never found the head.

It was a famous murder in the 80s.

Don't worry about the bloodstains.

A couple of coats of paint

will hide those.

And the bedroom...

The son's bedroom?

Look around as much as you like.

Carmen, just take something

and let's go!

What should I take?

Dr. Fumetti said something personal.

Hurry up, Carmen!

- Hurry up! He's coming!

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