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Clemencia is a Spanish goddess.

The way she dances,

her body, her face, her eyes...

Brown.

What?

Brownies. Two brownies, please.

Hello, ma'am!

Grandma...

Where's your grandson?

Are you part of the group?

No, I'm a friend.

What are you doing?

Listen, I don't really believe...

Relax, relax...

Reiki?

Do you know what you have?

You're quiet today.

Is something wrong?

Are they going to a party?

They're not going to a party.

We're going to a rumba, Chico,

and I'm going to take away

that death look you have.

May I sit down?

Carmen, don't be mad at me, please.

Didn't anyone tell you to go diving

you must get into the water?

I would have never let you drown.

I'm a pro, a professional.

I've come to apologize.

I hope you come out

of your crisis soon.

What are you talking about?

Carmen, I know women very well.

I know when they're about to drown

and when they're plain.

No one's drowning.

I think you need a man

who will make you feel like a woman.

If I don't drink it,

you will really drown.

Hi, I'm Carmen. How are you?

I'm looking for Gonzalo.

And I don't know

what hotel you sent him to...

How can you not know?

Isn't he doing some errand for you?

Right! How stupid, it must be the sun.

Yes, of course, he had told me that.

Well, Genaro.

How are Leticia and the girls?

Okay, same to you, send my love. Bye.

- Hi.

- Carmen, you look sad. What is it?

No. They told me you might be here.

No, it's nothing.

You're a liar, Carmen.

You want to go eat?

What's the matter with you?

I'm in love.

What?

But you're all the

time on the Internet!

You mean you met her on the web?

No, no...

Yes.

I got tired. Enough.

You know,

- I think I envy you.

- Why is that?

I don't know.

Nothing seems to worry you.

That's not true.

I worry about many things.

Maybe too many.

It looks like rain. We must go at once.

But rain is one of the great

pleasures in life, girl.

- Carmen, you came!

- Yes.

See, the sea is not so big,

we can sail it once in a while.

You look gorgeous.

Do you want something to drink?

- Scotch.

- Ice?

ENJOY WITH THE FAMILY

Macarena, Macarena.

Sorry, I don't know

what happened to me.

I got confused, I

didn't mean to...

I didn't want to...

I understand. I'm sorry if I gave you

the wrong impression at some point.

I thought we were friends.

Look, if I liked women, I would want

someone like you.

Are you all right?

Hey!

Gringo!

Stop!

Wait a minute! Don't! Stop it, jerk!

Maca, what... What...

Come, let me take you to the room.

Take it easy, easy. Let's see.

Don't cry, don't cry.

Come on, come. Up.

Help me.

You must throw up. Otherwise,

tomorrow you'll feel worse.

Believe me, I'm a pro.

I'm a coward.

Want some water? Here's a glass.

Watch out. Slowly, slowly.

That's right. Okay.

You've never cared about what

people think of you.

You always do whatever you want.

- Get into bed and sleep.

- I don't want to.

It's normal to feel like this.

Tomorrow you'll feel better.

What's wrong?

You don't know why I left Cristobal.

You don't know...

- Because he's a jerk.

- Besides, I couldn't be with him.

Well, that's fine.

I agree.

Layout don't like him, leave him.

I do care about what

others say about me.

I'm not a lesbian, right?

I can't be.

What?

Where did you get the idea

you were a lesbian?

I'm scared.

No, no.

I can't stand myself!

There's nothing wrong

with you, nothing.

I once gave a four-minute long French

kiss to a girlfriend. And so what?

But you're not a lesbian.

You're just crazy.

Maca, you're not a lesbian.

Yes, I am.

Come, come here.

Come on!

Let's see if you got some rhythm

in your blood!

Come, go!

Come on, come on.

Leave the ring or

you're going to get hurt.

Look, Carmen, I don't think I am

what you need to be happy.

What you need to be happy

is right here, not here.

Thanks!

Come on, come on!

Thursday

I didn't know where your pajamas were.

I don't want to talk.

I got too drunk and spoke

a lot of nonsense.

It's all right, I

haven't said anything.

But you surely will. And you'll invent

something to hurt me.

Excuse me?

I haven't invented anything.

But you will, like always.

You were right. You're a coward.

How are you? Are you fine?

You want me to call the doctor?

No, I'm fine.

Have you read it?

Years ago, when I was your age.

That was centuries ago.

I read Sabato when it was required.

When I was old enough

to fall in love with Alejandra.

Then what happened?

Time passed.

Usnavy...

I have to go.

I know.

What you don't know

is how much you've given me.

Andres! You f***ed Clemencia,

you son of a b*tch!

- No, no, no!

- You f***ed her on the web!

Wait. Correction, it

was not on the web.

It was on the messenger.

Besides, nothing happened.

Andres!

Hector! Leave him alone!

Don't you see he's just a boy!

A boy? He's a pervert, Clemencia!

We chatted. I sent him a photo,

what's the big deal?

- Did you like him to

f*** you on the web?

- A**hole!

Does it hurt?

Do you have a girlfriend?

I don't.

But you're a good-looking kid.

How come you don't have a girlfriend?

No.

"No" what? You're not a good looking

kid or you've never had a girlfriend?

No, no...

You look at me as if I were a child.

Whatever.

So it was you writing to me.

You know what? I really liked it.

So that's why I've come.

But, of course, if I had

known you were only 16...

- I'm not a kid.

- I didn't say that

All right, hold on a bit.

You know, he doesn't deserve you.

Doesn't he?

And who do you think deserves me?

Your attention, please.

We're in an alert situation.

The storm will pass right through here

at approximately 3:00 a. m.

We want to ask for your cooperation.

For security reasons, you must remain

in your rooms, you must not go out

under no circumstances.

To Playa del Carmen, Xcaret, please.

The storm, typhoon or whatever it is,

is about to come down.

No one wants to go to Playa del Carmen.

I'll pay you double.

100 dollars, plus the tip.

$120 US if you hurry up.

Aye, aye, sir.

How long will we have to wait here?

Eight hours.

- Eight hours!

- Yes.

What are we going to do eight hours

together?

Who knows where Dad is.

I have a theory about the relation

between hurricanes and women.

Those made up of 80% water

interact with barometric pressure,

and when the hurricane arrives,

they begin to act strange.

I say it from experience.

I have four daughters.

Have you any daughters?

Two.

I don't know about you, but I sure

want the hurricane to arrive.

Do you know what category five means?

First floor disappears, all streets

are flooded and there's no way out.

Come on, you're stressing me out.

- Rooftops fly off, trees are uprooted.

- Shut up, will you?

Everything is chaos,

just like this f***ing family.

Mom, can you make her shut up?

- We're all going to die anyway. What?

- What a pain in the ass!

At least I say what I feel.

Hey, why were you in the hospital?

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