All Is Silence Page #2
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- 2012
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You're wrong!
Everything has a
price, sweetheart.
The roar of revolvers
and passion rising from the ashes...
Not the ruins...
Yes.
No.
Yes.
Where are you, Fins?
In Finland. How about you?
I'm in Brazil.
That's a long way away!
Okay. One, two, three.
I'm in Norway. And you?
- In the water.
- That's not a country.
Well, that's where am.
Okay. One, two, three.
I'm in the Belgian Congo.
I'm in Libya.
Meet me in Sudan.
We should go, before it falls.
It's okay. It won't fall.
Greenland,
Spain,
Ecuador
Antarctica...
It's time for the penalty kicks.
Up first, the amazing Brinco,
local icon and feared sharpshooter.
Impossible!
An amazing stop by Chelin.
The damn spider stops everything.
He blocked the kick.
Up next, Leda, stepping up
to the ball with confidence.
What's wrong?
Girls don'! kick penalties.
- Who says?
- Tell the truth, Chelin.
You're scared.
Chelin is shitting in his pants,
ladies and gentlemen.
No way, Belbis. I'm not a homo!
We know all too well
that God needs nobody's help
to impose His will.
He's almighty.
Then why did he create man?
Imagine for us to handle
the little things.
for example.
Replacing broken tiles,
cleaning sewers...
That's why we must recognize
that someone like our generous
parishioner we know as the Marshal
is doing this world
a great service.
Even just by donating the modern
PA system we've just installed.
Thank you, Marshal, sir.
We will use this modern PA system
And, on occasion,
the mysteries of theology.
God,
not satisfied with creating man,
also created the two people
who with him
constitute the beautiful calling,
the Holy Trinity.
The Son, His son,
and the Holy Ghost.
An incomprehensible figure
represented by the dove.
Nothing is more beautiful.
Because what is the true shape
of the Holy Ghost?
Am!
Belbis!
Look, Belbis.
The Holy Ghost
is everywhere.
But no matter how much you insist,
you're not it.
So quit clowning around, damn it!
Tonight's first song is dedicated
Our beloved policemen, of course.
There's a shipment at the beach.
Get moving.
Slowly, slowly.
Always sticking your nose
where it doesn't belong.
We live here just like you.
You have an answer for everything.
My mom was right.
Look who's talking.
Your mom of all people.
Rumbo says we can start unloading
the tuna.
And these two Martians?
- They work for free.
- Great.
Not for free!
That's it, don'! sell yourself short.
Hey, that girl,
before you know it...
Pure dynamite.
That's the last one.
Nice going, Brinco.
with kings on it.
- without consulting me.
- They tag along.
"They tag along..."
Go on.
Good work!
Come on, the Marshal's going to pay us.
Get in line.
Thank you, Marshal, sir.
Thank you, sir.
Thank you, sir.
Thank you, sir.
Thank you, sir.
Boss, the police are coming.
They always have great timing.
Everybody stay pl...
What's going on here?
Evening, Sergeant.
You dropped two bills.
Estricto sensu, two green ones.
No, Marshal, sir.
Esticto sensu,
it's still dark.
We can't tell what's happening,
But this footage clearly reveals
that Aldrin, the 2nd astronaut
is still inside the lunar capsule...
Where'd you get that?
Mr. Rumbo paid me
for cleaning the barrels.
Nobody's ever paid that much
for cleaning barrels.
It's the truth.
Don't lie to me.
Silence is the worst lie of all.
Where'd you get it?
The Marshal paid me
for unloading tobacco.
That's more than make
in a whole damn week
fighting the sea.
You know how he got rich?
They say in Cuba.
Cuba!
He never set foot in North America
in his whole life.
He had a cistern truck.
A tanker. But not for carrying
wine or oil.
He carried people.
He'd fill it with people.
They'd give him their life savings
to take them to France.
Then he'd drop them off somewhere
in the middle of the night and say,
"You're in France. La France.
Take a hike."
France my ass.
They were still in Spain,
totally lost.
How about that!
The only decent thing he ever did
was enter the school when it was on fire
trying to save all the stuffed animals.
The first one he saved
was the fox.
Antonio knows it's his daughter
who gets them into trouble.
Antonio knows that with Adele dead,
his daughter is all he has
in this world.
Let me do that, Lucho.
You don't know how.
You're a fisherman,
not a sea-blaster.
This isn't rocket science, Antonio.
- Have to start sometime.
- The fuse is too short!
Pray for us.
- Holy Mother of God.
- Pray for us.
ORPHANAGE OF THE DIVINE SHEPHERDESS
SANLUCAR DE BARRAMEDA, CADIZ
- Mother of God.
- Pray for us.
Holy Mother of God.
Pray with me.
Pray for us.
Pray for us.
It's your last night.
Pray with me, son.
- Mother of Good Advice.
- Pray for us.
- Mother of the Creator.
- Pray for us.
- Father of the Savior.
- Pray for us.
- Mother of the Church.
- Pray for us.
You have to get up early tomorrow.
You have to take the first bus
or you'll miss the train.
Go to bed.
Good night, Mother.
Never forget to take your Uminal.
I'll send you the pills every month.
TWENTY YEARS LATER
Look, Mr. Malpica.
Her hands are working much better.
Her skin even looks younger
and her hands are lighter.
Good for sewing, right, Amparo?
Who will that be for?
For my son, when he's born.
Mother.
Can you hear me?
Do you know who am?
I'm Fins.
Fins?
Nice to meet you.
I'm naming my son Emilio.
My Lucho.
Lucho.
Lucho...
It's a nice name, Mother.
Hope you visit me.
I'll be working in Noitia.
Noitia, remember?
Noitia...
went there once.
To buy thread.
It was very, very hot.
Like before a storm.
What will you do there?
Secret stuff.
There's plenty of that going on.
Where are you, Fins?
Here.
Where?
At the teacher's desk.
Have you learned that much?
I've learned my share.
"All is silence," remember?
You laughed at me
when read you that poem.
But that's what it said.
"All is silence."
"Deafening silence."
That's what it said.
What about you?
Nothing to tell?
That you're still there.
In the ocean.
In the middle
of the f***ing ocean, yeah.
Not a single letter in 20 years.
Well,
thought of you
more than you think.
Every day
All day lons?
Well, not me.
Learned to forget.
Every day!
Every hour.
Ripped up plenty of letters.
Letters?
You ripped up everything.
- I'm back.
- What?
I'm back.
Have a son.
He's Brinco's.
Know.
You know why came here,
Fins Malpica?
To tell you never want
to see you again.
Don't call me,
don'! talk to me,
don'! look at me.
You got that?
Will he ever go to bed?
There might be a snitch.
Tomorrow he'll show up asking for more
and we'll have to give it to him.
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