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He's misbehaving and you're gonna spol him?

Hey!

To bed.

- No!

- You don't want to eat? Go to bed! Stop it!

- Lucia.

- To bed. Stop it! Walk.

Lucia!

- All my classmates are awake.

- I don't care. To bed. Stop it!

- Grandma's food sucks!

Dad doesn't like it either!

Lucia was the same.

Could you take him?

What's wrong?

- Am I keeping you from sleep?

- No.

- With this I can start the paperwork,

it'll be ready before the operation.

- Okay. I'll take this, it isn't so cold.

- Bye, champ!

- Anything... tell me.

- Yes, thank you... You fold this one.

I can't...

And let's put this in the backpack...

- Vanessa... There's a

signature missing here.

- Where?

- Here.

- That alone?

- No, another one here.

One per copy.

Everthing will be ok.

Don't get down, kids, wait.

Bye Nacho, bye Nahuel!

Thanks.

- Your husband will be okay.

- Watch it crossing the street, kids!

Anything, you tell me.

- Sorry.

- Can you buy me a phone for my birthday?

- Ay, Nahuel!

- When's your birthday?

- Now he doesn't talk...

This month, the 30th.

- Ok, thanks.

- It's ok. Anything, let me know, for real.

Bye.

Enter quickly, c'mon.

It's great, eh.

What?

- It's facing northeast.

We'll have sun in the mornings.

We can tear this column down.

It's not an important wall.

- How do you know?

You haven't seen the blueprints.

We'll make a lintel, about that height...

And see the laterals too.

Can you picture it? Some

comfortable couchs...

to read whilst listening to music.

A wall to wall librar.

And Santi running around.

No, no, no.

Yeah?

Hi, Otero. Wait a second.

How are you?

Yeah, I got caught up on things.

I was thinking of going tomorrow.

Noo, no! I won't stand you up.

Ok. See you tomorrow. Goodbye.

- Give it to me, give!

- No, you'll hurt yourself.

- The workers will do it tomorrow.

- No, give it to me!

You'll tell the workers tomorrow.

- Don't give it to me,

I don't want to smoke.

What's that dog doing here?

- Easy, easy...

- Well, but...

Leave him, leave him... Don't get close!

- Stop!

- Leave him, come here!

Leave me alone!

Easy, easy...

What are you laughing at?

Can't you see that if you were alone that

dog could have rpped your arm of?

- That beast can't be loose!

- I'll talk to the neighbours, don't wor.

The house was empty too long,

he didn't recognize us.

- Yeah, you'll talk, I won't

take care of anything else.

And if you want to open that up,

we need bars and an alarm.

I won't take care of anything else!

What happened?

- My sister kicked you out?

- The air conditioner broke.

- Looks like it's gonna hail.

Take care if you go out.

What are you looking for?

A clean shirt.

I'll stay at my parents house today.

I have to finish Otero's work.

Are they opening?

I told you.

I told you, but you don't listen to me.

Bye.

You abandon me.

Get some sleep.

- See to Santi's lunch.

- It's taken care of!

Will you pick me up from school?

Mom's going. Is her turn.

Why?

Because dad... dad can't today.

I can't today.

Sh*t!

When are you coming?

At night no one works!

I'll haaaunt you at night!

We'll have dinner at grandad's house?

I'll touch you in the rooftops...

The day after tomorrow I have swimming.

I didn't fight! I didn't fight!

I didn't fight!

He hung up?

Santi, did he hang up?

Hey, I'm talking to you.

Didn't he want to talk to me?

Is that the 'Fishing'? Lend it to me.

I know how to play.

You have to shoot it...

You know that's mine, don't you?

- That's mine.

- What do you know? We have the same.

- No! Behind it, check, it has a green mark.

Check it, monkey.

- I'm not a monkey.

- Beautiful monkey!

- Dad threw yours in our cousins' pool.

- That's true!

- Really?

- Yes.

- Was he bad?!

- A little.

- I didn't want to share so...

- Stop it!

- I'll touch on the roofs...

- I'll touch you...

- Do you like that...?

- Not much.

- I'll touch you...

- You...

Hey, I like that...

Let see. Try it harder.

- I'll touch you on the rooof...

- I'll touch you...

- That is good...

- I'll toooouch yooou...

I'll haaaaunt you at night...

- Do it for real!

- It is for real.

- Higher pitched, perhaps

- A squirrell...

Night!

Try again!

I'll haunt you at night!

- You'll own ME!

- ME!

- You don't sing that part, I do.

- Why?

- Because it's my part. You

do the backing vocals.

- Higher!

- Stop! I can't higher!

Take more air in! More air!

Ma!

Mommy!

I'll haunt you and I'll touch you!

- Mommy!

- What!?

What!?

- I don't like brats no more, I like guys

like you described.

- Grey hair... old...

- Mature?

And the hair? Grey? Blond?

- Santi, c'mon, love,

Grandma is with friends.

- Leave him if you want.

- He can come play with my grandson anytime.

- He's living at home as well.

- Mom told me.

Did you know Pedro split up?

- Leave him with us if you

want, he's not a bother.

You have your grandson at home? I love it!

I'm more than ready to be a grandma.

No, love, no, no, no.

- Eat the ice-cream.

- No, no.

C'mon, love, grandma is with frends.

Santi, Santi.

- Let's go.

- Leave him, leave him!

You go lie down.

- And I'll stay here with him.

- Ok.

- That has alcohol in it.

- It doesn't, girl, god!

Only eat the ice-cream!

- Look out for him, mom!

- Eat the pink stuf.

- Why can't I eat more?

- Because.

Give me some.

Hi! How are you?

Santi!

Santi! Santi!

What's wrong?

- Why aren't you playing?

- I am playing! I'm kicking the ball.

- But the game...

- I'm playing on my own.

- Alone?

- Yes.

- Why?

- Because.

- But they are three against two.

One's missing!

- So?

- So what?

What happened?

- I don't want to talk about it.

- What?

- Tell me what happened.

- I don't want to talk.

- Tell me what happened.

- No!

- Nothing what?

- I don't want to.

- Why?

- Because.

You promised me that he would fnish

the tiles and he hasn't even started.

The ceiling is full of humidity, Juan.

- But you keep on breaking

things, arquitect.

- We're only two!

- With us inside it'll be harder, you know?

- If you don't ask for more changes, in two weeks

I'll have the bedrooms and a bathroom.

One more, one more!

Ma! Wooo!

Ma! Wooo! Hey, the second?

- We already did it.

- The second! The second!

Are you crazy, on a motorbike? Come.

- I don't want to!

- Come, you'll give me a kiss.

C'mon, take it of. Santi!

Are you okay?

Did you get hurt?

Up, c'mon.

C'mon, the last one.

He should live with that helmet on.

- Listen, I won't be able to

bring him on Fridays anymore.

But he likes for you to see him play.

Anyway... We must convince him to stop.

- Something happened?

- The same thing as always.

- The same thing? He's perfect,

you're the one that has a bad time.

- Okay. Did you remember to

bring me clothes?

Will I see you again today?

I can't be coming and going all the time.

Wasn't that why we got the motorbike?

See you at noon on Sunday?

You shouldn't have bothered.

Thanks for bringing it.

I made some pasta...

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