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APARTMENT FOR SALE

CONSULT JANITOR:

- Hi.

- Here.

This is for you.

How sweet.

You want to come in?

Some friends are visiting

from Germany.

- Speaking German?

Or English.

I'd better not.

I'd like you to meet them.

Why didn't you call me?

Would you have come?

What can I do

to change your mind?

Take out the trash,

change my dad's diaper,

give him dinner and put him in bed.

All 90 kilos of him.

Come by after.

I speak Spanish.

- What are they celebrating?

- I have no idea.

I met my brother's girlfriend.

- Where?

- In jail, in a face-to-face.

- Those are forfucking.

- Or talking.

Nobody talks in a face-to-face.

How the f*** would you know?

She wants to have a kid.

- And my brother's sterile.

- I'll do it.

- Do what?

- Sh*t, you know.

No.

Why not?

They want me to do it.

Your brotherwants you

to get his girlfriend pregnant?

No...

My dad's a fag.

Like everyone else's.

More than everyone else's.

I'll trade with you.

Okay.

This isn't tricked?

No.

Oh.

Not "oh."

Say something.

Hand-job or blowj*b?

No idea, man.

I didn't watch.

That's the right thing to do.

I have more.

Hand-job.

- What's that?

- Just advertising.

For advertising they use a prepaid

postmark, not a stamp.

They get a discount that way.

Shouldn't you be at work?

Here's your lunch.

Yeah, make him lunch as well.

No wonder he tumed out so lazy.

Mom...

I love you a lot.

He's much more affectionate

since he got a job.

If I offer you this job

and you accept it,

you'd have to quit your job

and move out. Is that right?

- Yes.

- Have you somewhere else to go?

No.

You'd be working here

- Who'd take care of yourfather?

- That's my problem.

No.

Here your problems

become my problems.

Your father becomes

my father.

Besides,

you have an excellent job.

A fixed income,

a stable residence...

Yourfather would be

in good hands.

What am I touching, Dad?

My ear.

What about my ear?

Where is it?

Find it.

There.

And where are my eyes?

Okay.

And what is this called?

You've got two of them.

Well, Dad?

- Son...

- What?

Why don't you like being a janitor?

Why don't you like being a janitor?

Because I didn't choose to be one.

Because I didn't choose to be one.

We're sorry to inform you that due to

the limited number of openings

and the quantity of applications

we've received,

we cannot offer you employment

at this time...

"Your resume will remain in our data

base forfuture consideration.

Warm regards..."

What are you doing in there?

It's too hot outside.

Here, I got my first paycheck.

You'll take instalments,

won't you?

- Why are you avoiding me?

- Me?

Yeah, you're avoiding me.

I'm here 20 hours a day.

Not with me.

Why are you all dressed up?

I started work today

in a pharmaceutical lab.

How did it go?

I'm still adapting.

- Good aftemoon.

- Bye, Alfonso.

I've been doing it all my life.

Doing what?

Avoiding you.

Your brother was sure

you'd be back.

I'm still not sure.

You have an hour to decide.

I went to South America for a summer

and ended up staying two years.

Because of him?

I met him on Margarita Island.

I was working at a luxury resort

as an activities coordinator.

He was in real estate.

Well,

that's what he said.

It all happened so fast,

it was great.

He'd travel back and forth

from Spain twice a month.

And he was crazy about me.

After 5 months I got pregnant

and he said he wanted

to have it here in Spain.

I agreed,

so he got me a ticket

and I came back.

He got held up a few days.

On business, of course.

And what happened?

He never thought

a pregnant Spanish girl

would get stopped by customs.

You didn't know

what you were carrying?

No.

I didn't want to.

Something inside me

decided to ignore it.

My folks still think I live there,

on Margarita Island.

Have you heard from him?

Why do you keep them?

So I won't forget.

It's not his fault I'm in here,

it's mine.

I got on the plane,

I carried the suitcase.

That's the part I can't stand.

Have your friends left?

You used to do the same thing

in school.

You neverwanted to go out

with my friends.

I don't like sharing you.

That's not how relationships work.

Why do you only get involved with me

when you're leaving?

When it can't go anywhere?

I don't do that.

Yes, you do.

You leave me all screwed up.

I'm here now.

Are you seeing anyone?

No.

Have you been?

In what sense?

In any sense.

Yes.

And you?

Not me.

I was 4-months pregnant

when I got here.

I went straight to

the maternity ward.

It was already moving.

I'd spend the whole day outside,

lying in the sun.

One day they did an ultrasound

and there was no heartbeat.

So they made me abort.

They took me out

of the maternity ward

and wouldn't let me see her.

I wanted to see her.

It was a baby girl.

- How much longer have you got?

- 3 years and 7 months.

I mean here.

In the face-to-face.

This is where we first kissed.

Remember?

My dad caught us.

I was so afraid of him.

You know what he said to me

later that day?

He said,

"What do you think you're doing?

She's out of your league.

You got that?

Give it up."

We were 11 years old.

It stuck in my mind.

I still haven't gotten over it.

It's about time.

I've seen someone else as well.

That's a relief.

I didn't tell you because

I knew it wouldn't bother you.

Why should it bother me?

It bothers me

that you've seen other people.

You can see whoever you want.

And it does bother me

that you've been with someone else.

Bye.

Yes?

Hi, I'm here for a massage.

Come in.

Sorry it's so hot, the AC broke

and in summer they take weeks to fiix it.

- What's your name?

- Ramon.

You want to take a shower?

- No, I'm all right.

- Okay.

Get undressed, Ramon.

And lie face down.

I'll be right back.

Yes?

Oh, hello.

Sorry, I just started

with another client.

Come back later.

Sorry. Bye.

How's that? Okay?

You started a bit tense.

Yeah, it's my job.

It destroys my back.

Turn over.

What for?

To finish up.

I don't want a hand-job.

You prefer a blowj*b?

No, I don't want anything.

It's included in the price.

I don't need one.

It looks like you do.

Look, I'll say anything

you want to hear to get parole.

That's obvious.

I imagine nobody's

dumb enough not to.

What really matters

is whether you believe

my good intentions.

To that effect,

what I say makes no difference.

I think the real question is

what I transmit.

So if I may, I'll just sit here

quietly for a little while.

You watch me

for as long as you need,

and see if I transmit something good.

Nice f***ing suit, huh?

Check it out.

It's a lucky charm.

I don't see why you don't like it.

- Look what they put on me.

- What's that?

A surveillance microchip.

A device they put on me

to see if I'm here,

or here, or if I do this...

or if I do that.

To f*** with me.

Did you kiss?

How long did you last?

Not long, I imagine, after so many...

Tono, you can't expect me

to give you the details.

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