Aire libre Page #5

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- If we split them up, they'll get sad.

- Where's mom?

Inside. Can we take them?

- No! Where?

- To my grandparents house!

- There's no place in the house.

Watch it, you're choking them.

- He's heavy!

- Leave him there.

No, what are you doing? He'll run away!

- Where are you going?

- I'll be right back.

Who wants some food?

- How are you? I tought something

happened to you, I was worried!

Your phone?

Did you lose it?

Eleven...

I made sixteen phone calls!

And why should I pick up?

- Because you're with Santi. You can go to

hell, but Santi is mine also, understand?

- I didn't go anywhere,

don't you see me here?

Where are you going? No!

Pa!

- What?

- Look what I taught Perla!

- She looks for the stick.

- Cute.

- Pa, come, look!

- I'm gong, I'm going.

Now...

Pa!

I'll go and play with the beautiful

dogs you bought for us.

- Look what I taught Perla.

- What does she do?

- I taught her trcks.

- Yeah? What tricks?

- A lot. With the sticks and other things.

Look how they play with the leaves.

How cute!

- Want to teach them tricks?

- Yeah.

- I taught them to follow

me whem I raise my hand.

- She's leaving!

- C'mon, c'mon!

Look how she plays with the stick...

Look how she bites her tail!

That one is great!

I'll help you.

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

Let's tear everhing down.

Let's tear everthing down like this!

So you won't get bored.

Are you happy, eh? With

your mom, the brats?

- You have no place for me. I don't exist.

- Neither do I for you.

- Pa!

- What?

- I heard some noises!

- Nothing's wrong!

It's me, love, some wooden slats fell.

You want to hurt him? Break everhing!

- You won't use him.

- Hurt him! Break everything! You love it.

- Here. Take it. So you can

keep playing house.

Santi! Let's go!

- Santi! Santi!

- You won't take him!

- We have to go to my parents house!

They're waiting for us!

F*** you.

You're an a**hole.

Here you go!

Stop it! Enough!

I grabbed you!

Stop it! Enough! Let me go!

Let me go, let me go!

Stop it! Stop it!

Let's go Santi, c'mon!

- Take the dogs in, we're leaving.

- Dad will take me...

- You won't stay with dad,

you'll stay with me.

Dad told me I could take them!

- Another day you take them, not today.

- No! Now! Today!

C'mon, you're choking them! C'mon!

- C'mon love, take him in.

- No.

Today's my turn to go with dad!

- Santi, c'mon take the dog in.

- No.

Another day we'll take him.

- Why?

- Because we can't!

- Dad lets me! Dad lets me! I don't

ever want to sleep with you again!

- Okay. Deal with your dad then.

He's inside.

Hi?

Hi.

- How are you?

- Hi, did you oversleep?

Yes, do you want some tea?

Ok. A quick one.

Which tea do you want?

Regular tea.

How are you?

You left Santi early today.

Santiiiii!

Santiiii!

Santiiii!

I hereby declare you husband and wife.

Witnesses, please.

The notebook!

- Can I have more?

- Yes, love.

- A picture for the bride and groom?

- I don't want to go to the par.

- Can I go to dad's?

- We'll see.

It itches!

- Wants to go with you. Can you take him?

- Yes, yes.

- Anyway, when I'm done

here I'll pick him up.

I can take him tomorrow.

It suits you.

Here comes the brde and groom!

- Do you want some?

- Yes.

Long live the bride and groom!

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