Amador Page #3

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Thank you.

How far along are you?

Three months.

Have you named it yet?

There's still time, right?

Shall I give you Amador's pills?

He must have run out by now.

When did I give you the other box?

Let me see...

The box was 24 pills.

What is he taking,

six a day?

He must have run out by now.

Yes, he ran out.

Give me another box, please.

And the ones for his blood pressure.

He must have run out of those too.

Is he all right?

Say hi to him for us.

And tell him we already gave

his bathroom scale away.

Will you tell him?

- Sure.

- We gave it away.

He knows already.

Don't forget.

Get your fans ready

because it's gonna get hotter.

Tomorrow will probably be

the hottest day of the summer

with temperatures reaching between

Keep plenty of water handy...

For a little more

you can take this one.

It rotates, in case you need

to move around the room.

Will you be moving around?

Hello?

Hello, ma'am.

No, no, everything's fine.

Everything's fine, ma'am.

I just had a question.

A favor to ask.

A favor.

If it would be possible

to pay me the rest sooner.

The money for the rest of the month.

I had a problem.

I had a problem

and I need the money.

Yeah.

Yeah.

I understand.

Don't worry, ma'am.

I'll figure something out.

He's doing fine.

He's asleep right now.

He said the Jaguars are playing.

They play great cumbia.

A little dancing would be nice,

wouldn't it?

He said there's a raffle after.

I can't, Nelson.

I have to go to Amador's.

It's just one day, Marcela.

What will happen? It's a party.

You'll be selling.

I'm not working.

I gave the girls the night off.

We're just gonna have fun.

I can't, Nelson.

I have to go to Amador's.

Can't the old man be

by himself for one day?

What will happen, will he die?

Will he tell his daughter

you werert there?

I'll go over there with you after

and explain it to him.

Excuse me?

What a question!

You can't ask a girl that, Amador.

White roses, yellow and tinted.

They used to come from Holland,

but not anymore.

Now everything sold around here

comes from Colombia and Ecuador.

The roses last ten or twelve days.

You can insure the merchandise.

I'm bringing flowers

from there now too.

Is it going well?

People buy flowers?

Look, there are only three things

that matter in life.

Three.

Love,

life

and death.

And all three are celebrated

with flowers.

At weddings, when babies are born

and when people die.

And that will never stop.

People will always be born,

they'll die,

and in between

they'll just keep f***ing.

Like your restaurant.

How are things with the old man,

Marcela?

Does he give you much work?

No, normal, I guess.

Don't ask her about the old man.

She'll rush off to be with him.

She loves him more than me.

You give her more work, Nelson.

She left him alone and she's worried

his daughter will turn up.

She never visits him and she thinks

she'll show up today...

If you don't know,

why are you talking?

- You told me.

- No, I didn't. Don't make stuff up.

They're at the beach,

they won't come. Relax.

Just shut up, Nelson.

Is it Thursday already?

I didn't know what to do.

If I tell them I'll lose my job

and I need the money.

That happened to me once too.

With a customer.

He died right in the middle of it.

At his house.

I left without telling anyone.

What was I supposed to do?

Call his wife?

What a mess, huh?

Lmagine it.

But I didn't take his money

or anything.

Just the 30 euros for my services.

I have my honor.

Too soon, damn it.

What's the big hurry?

Why couldn't he hang on

a little longer?

He left me out of a job.

Nobody should do that.

It isn't right.

It isn't right, that's true.

You make 30 euros for one hour?

You think that's a lot?

It's more than I make

in a whole day.

A whole day doing nothing, sweetie.

My job needs skills

and yours doesn't.

- You make good money?

- I used to.

Not anymore.

Girls from your country

have hurt us a lot.

They've taken all the work.

Women my age only have the customers

who knew us from before.

Did you two know

each other a long time?

Four or five years at least.

At first we'd f*** a little,

but not anymore.

I'd jerk him off, that's all.

He wasrt really in the mood lately.

You didn't jerk him off, did you?

If I find out you took work

from me I'll kill you.

I could never.

You could never what?

Be with men for money.

But you can keep them dead

under a sheet.

- It's not the same.

- Of course it isn't.

What you did is worse.

What I did was out of necessity.

And what I do isn't?

Listen to her!

When is his daughter coming back?

In two weeks.

She had him rotting in there.

Look at this place, they haven't

changed the curtains in 20 years.

They're real bastards.

Take it from me.

What am I supposed to do now?

Hold the fort, sweetie.

That's all you can do.

What hurts me the most is it's

my fault nobody's praying for him.

So he goes to heaven.

Not even his family.

It's not like he'll mind

staying here a bit longer.

Do you think he'll mind?

I don't think so.

He was a very patient man.

Will you help me?

Me?

Help you pray for him?

I don't think me praying

will do him much good.

But you knew him well.

Who better to pray for his soul?

Anyone else, sweetie.

I'm a hooker.

But you had a relationship.

A hooker-client relationship.

Exactly.

Your prayers are won'th more.

My prayers are won'th more?

You haven't read the Bible?

Books aren't really my thing.

I'm more into movies.

Think that nobody's praying for him.

That makes two of us.

Would I have to go to confession

to be able to pray?

There aren't enough priests

in all of Spain...

Your sins would be forgiven.

Besides, I don't know how to pray.

Just remember him,

the time you spent together.

Or just remember him, period.

Arert you going to kneel?

I'm fine right here, thank you.

I've spent enough time on my knees.

It's better to pray on your knees.

Why is that?

If you're on your knees,

God listens to you first.

I don't think that's how it works.

If you kneel it means you're

more in need and He knows that.

URGEN:

"Amador.

Are you all right?

You haven't answered my letters.

I'm afraid...

I'm afraid something might have

happened to you.

I'm thinking of calling

your daughter.

I know you wouldn't want me to.

Please write me back

upon receiving this letter.

If I don't receive news from you

I'll telephone your daughter.

Adela."

"Dearest Adela.

I have news here.

There's a new girl coming every day.

I think they're paying her

to argue with me

because that's all she does.

She's like you in that respect.

I can feel my time here running out.

Do you ever hear the mermaids

behind the wall at night?

I'm not sad.

It'll only be a little while

in the dark

and soon

another woman shall bear me.

But I don't want to leave

without telling you something

I never told you

because I was too ashamed,

even though you might

not expect to hear it anymore

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