All About My Mother Page #5

and the notebook

in his hand.

I can see him now.

I don't want to talk

about my son.

I can't.

Apart from apologizing,

Nina and and I want you to come back.

Rosa's sick.

She needs someone

to look after her all day.

I can't leave her.

I'm sorry.

I don't know what I should do.

Why don't you check Nina

into a clinic?

If we don't fulfill the contract,

the company will sue me.

Find a replacement...

and finish your run

with the company.

I can't do the play

without Nina.

She's hooked on junk,

but I'm hooked on her.

- Who was it?

- Agrado.

And you let her in?

You should have said

we were busy.

I'm thinking ofyou.

Come on, lie down here

and stop moving around.

What exactly

is wrong with you?

An accident.

What kind?

Why didn't I think ofit before?

Agrado could take my place.

Of course!

The one you didn't want

to let in?

That's something between us,

but she's perfect foryou.

How old is Agrado?

Pretty old.

Between thirty and fifty.

Is Agrado her real name?

No, it's a stage name.

Like Huma.

You know why

I took the name Huma?

Yes.

Manuela told me.

What else did she tell you?

Everything.

She told me everything.

About you and Nina...

the junk...

and that it'll end badly.

Really?

And what else did she say?

I'm very curious.

That as an actress,

you're wonderful...

but that as a person,

you're very mixed up.

And what else?

That I shouldn't say anything.

What have you got

in the bag?

- Cava and ice cream.

- What for?

To celebrate your success

last night, b*tch.

Thank you. Come in.

Oh, what a surprise!

Three single girls

in an empty house...

always reminds me of

How To Marry A Millionaire.

- How are you, Sister Rosa?

- Huma, this is Agrado.

My pleasure. I'm ''fans.''

How are you?

Huma, you're a goddess,

a living legend.

Like I said, I'm ''fans,''

in the plural...

but my Manuela was too much

the other night.

How I bawled

at the evening show!

Shouldn'tyou be

in El Salvador?

Yes, but I'm not going now.

I'm staying here.

Agrado, I don't work

for Huma anymore.

Before you came, we were saying

that you could take my place.

Me play Stella?

I see myself more as Blanche.

Replacing me, not Nina,

and much less Huma.

Thank you, Manuela,

but I don't--

Try her for a few days.

She isn't as clueless as she seems.

I am, Huma, and worse.

Right now, I don't get this at all.

So I'll give you the bottle

to cheer us up a bit.

I brought ice cream.

Come on, let's have a drink

and relax a bit.

I'll get the glasses.

I'll just have some ice cream.

I can't drink alcohol.

Well, I'll have a drink.

Hey, what's up with Manuela?

She seems very odd.

Success hasn't gone

to her head already, has it?

She wants to dump you

on Huma.

I think Prada

is ideal for a nun.

My problem is everything suits me,

so I'm very eclectic.

I've had chilblains

since I came to Barcelona.

Oh, really?

It's finished.

Should I get more?

I'd love some, but no.

- Where's the bathroom?

- Straight ahead.

Excuse me.

Fill me in on what's happening here.

I'm no stranger.

- I'll tell you tomorrow.

- No, don't!

She can't keep her mouth shut.

I know very well

how to keep it shut.

I played along like an English lady

so she wouldn't catch on.

I'm a model of discretion,

even when I'm sucking someone's cock.

I've sucked a lot of c*cks

in public places...

and no one's noticed,

except the person involved.

It's been ages

since I sucked a cock!

I love the word ''cock.''

And ''prick''!

I have to go.

- Are you all right?

- What?

- Are you all right?

- Better than ever.

Can you help her

find a taxi?

I nearly forgot.

This is for you.

Thank you.

- Well, good-bye, girls.

- So long.

You have to teach me

how to bark.

I think I was a bit rude to Huma.

I said all sorts of things.

Really?

It doesn't matter.

They're very different for sisters,

aren't they?

- Are they sisters?

- That's what Manuela said.

Well, if she says so.

- I think you're all bullshitters.

- You have to get to know us.

Can you drive?

- I used to be a truck driver.

- Really?

In Paris, before I got my tits.

Then I gave up the truck

and became a whore.

- How interesting.

- Very.

A check.

-1 50,000.

- How generous!

What is it?

Huma's autograph,

for Esteban.

Dear Esteban:
This is

the autograph I never gave you...

and not because

you didn't try.

I have been foolish,

casting my pearls before swine.

- You mean me?

- You and your friend, Mr. Mitchell.

He came to see me

and repeated the slander you'd told him.

-So I threw him out.

- You threw Mitch out?

He returned with a box ofroses

to beg my forgiveness.

'' Forgive me,'' he said,

but some things are not forgivable.

Cruelty is not forgivable.

It is the one unforgivable thing.

Well?

- Are you learning the part too?

- Of course not.

- You should, just in case.

- You think so?

May I have some privacy?

So you can get your fix?

Can't wait till the end?

If you know, why ask?

If you don't want me to tell Huma,

do it in the bathroom.

I don't need to see these things.

All right.

Keep an eye on the door.

I know that when you're young

well, you're no child

you don't value these things.

But you're cute,

nicely proportioned

kind ofsmall, but cute.

You've lost weight

well, it's all the drugs--

but the important thing is

you've lost weight.

You've got talent--

limited talent,

but you've got it.

And, above all,

a woman who loves you.

And you trade it all for junk.

You think it's worth it?

Well, it isn't.

It isn't worth it.

I trade it for a bit of peace.

Come on, help me.

You're getting flat

as a board.

Compared to you.

What a dirty habit!

Haven't you ever thought

of cutting it off?

I'd get no work.

The clients like us pneumatic

and well-hung.

Rheumatic?

Guys are so odd.

Not rheumatic. Pneumatic.

A pair of tits as hard

as newly inflated tires...

and a big dick as well.

Show me your cock.

That fix didn't agree with you.

Maybe I'll like it too.

You've got enough problems

as it is.

Go, you're on now.

And don't throw up on anybody.

The audience loves it.

They think it's because I'm pregnant.

You're not pregnant in this scene.

You've had a doll.

That's right.

Will you show me

your cock later?

I'll show it toyou

and you can lick it.

Young people will try anything!

MONTHS LATER:

I'm going to call him Esteban.

Your son?

Why?

After yours.

This baby will belong

to both of us.

If only he did.

If only we were alone

in the world...

without any commitments.

You and your son,

just for me.

But you have a family.

I'm going to fix your hair

and make you up a bit.

- Why?

- I like to see you look nice.

And I called your mother.

She's coming

to see you today.

My mother?

You have a mother.

Don't you remember?

What will I tell her?

That you love her--

I don't know.

Come in, Huma.

No, it isn't Huma.

May I come in?

Of course, Mario.

Come in.

- You're very early today.

- Yes.

- What are you doing?

- Just a bit of ironing.

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