Biutiful Page #3

You told me to stop taking them,

when I was breastfeeding Mateo.

You're obsessed with those damn pills!

The doctor said that you should...

The doctor would say anything

to get rid of me.

None of that sh*t can cure

my manic depression.

Now I'm trying with a light box.

- With what?

Phototherapy. It's fantastic.

And much cheaper than medicine.

Want to see it?

See?

Isn't it amazing?

I started a couple of months ago.

I feel wonderful.

But not like before.

It's different now.

I feel normal,

like everyone else.

No, stop...

Stop Marambra...

Please.

It doesn't matter.

You're very tired.

And I'm getting old.

- You're not; what are you talking about?

About me.

Away, at the police station,

I couldn't stop thinking about...

getting back to you

and the kids gain.

The kids and I need...

Do you remember when we

f***ed in the small closet?

I'd just arrived in Barcelona, and

you visited me at work--the dry cleaner's.

You took me in the closet.

And then the owner came

and found us...

Get up!

It's half past seven.

There is bread and tea outside.

Come on!

I always find myself

in all kinds of crap.

There are four minors.

I don't pay in advance.

If we are inspected, where do I

hide so many damn Chinese?

It's our only condition, Mendoza.

I don't pay a thing until I know

whether they're worth anything.

That's normal practice.

Right, Uxbal?

One week's probation.

Half of them are sick and frozen.

They have never ever seen a drill before

in their lives.

That doesn't exactly help

to cut costs.

Costs...

Okay.

The alternative is to hire

unionized construction workers.

Once you've crunched the numbers,

call me.

When do you need the money?

- About a week from today.

Stop looking like a scared Chinaman.

I'll pay next week.

But then I need the papers

no later than Friday.

Okay, okay.

It's a deal.

- Good.

How long are we here for?

I don't know.

A couple of days.

Can I invite Lili?

It's too hard.

I can't take it anymore.

It smells horrible.

Maybe I should throw out the fish.

It's been thawed out again and again.

Don't touch the fridge when you're barefoot.

Especially if the floor is wet.

The power comes and goes.

The stairs are tough, right?

The neighbor's wife says that the stairs

helped her with her belly.

As if I couldn't see she'd had surgery

done. They cut her belly--

and pulled the skin so high,

her navel ended way up there.

The doctor had to make

her a fake belly button.

God...

Too bad there's no electricity,

after I just bought ice cream.

Have you tasted the mango? It's

wonderful. There's also chocolate.

Ana, get spoons.

Let's see. I bought you one

with chocolate chip cookies in it.

It melted.

- It tastes better that way.

Yummy.

Here.

Is that chocolate?

Don't be gross.

Careful.

Should we take a trip to the countryside

for Ana's birthday?

Just a weekend or a Saturday.

Sure. Where?

- I don't know.

The Pyrenees?

The kids have never seen snow.

They have never been

outside this neighborhood.

We can go camping.

One of my friends went.

No, I'd rather have a dog. A small one.

No, honey. They sh*t all day long

and cost a fortune.

Getting away is much more fun.

Let me try some.

I have to try it.

What are you doing, Marambra?

- Want a taste?

Use the spoon. Don't be so...

You are so disgusting.

Good, huh?

- Want to try it?

Go for it.

Stick your fingers in there.

Come on.

Good, right?

- Give it a rest.

You're one to talk. Don't you

remember how you proposed to me?

What did he do?

If you're telling the story,

tell about how you gazed at me.

You and your gazes.

I hadn't even seen you.

Hadn't even seen me?

- I'm the one telling the story, not you.

The day I met your father

at a party, he said--

that I had the most beautiful nose

he had ever seen.

And, of course, I believed him.

Then he took my hand

to read my palm.

He said I'd get married

to an insufferable man--

but I would be loved very much.

Who knows how many girls he'd tried

that on, but it worked on me.

He said if I let go of his hand,

it wouldn't come true.

And all of a sudden,

before I knew what was happening--

he lifted my hand

up to his nose--

and stuck my finger in his nostril.

He picked a booger

and put it in my hand--

so I would always carry

a part of him with me.

A black, hairy snot.

It was disgusting.

So you shouldn't say anything.

It's not true. Do you think I could've

thought of something like that?

What do you want?

Did you come to apologize?

Money?

Don't give me f***ing money.

Apologize to them too.

Just seeing you...

If you didn't have kids, I'd kill you.

They knew what they were doing.

They didn't have residence permits,

and they sold drugs.

Ekweme and the others knew

they couldn't be here.

The police won't allow it.

Do you understand?

Take the damn money.

What about me?

What should I do with my child?

I don't know, Ige. I don't know.

Here. Drink this.

How's your wife?

Fine. Better.

And the kids?

- They're doing well.

And you?

You're dying.

So it seems.

Spit.

Have you taken stock of your life?

Are you ready to say goodbye?

Yes, I think so.

I'm working on it.

You think so?

You need to be sure.

Take control of your life.

Don't leave any loose ends.

I don't want to die, Bea.

I'm afraid

to leave the kids in the lurch.

Do you think you're the one

looking after the kids?

Don't be naive, Uxbal.

The universe will provide for them.

Yes, but the universe

doesn't pay the rent.

When I was on Ana's age--

my mother died.

I barely remember her.

My father died without me

ever meeting him.

I don't want that for my children.

Then tell them that.

Tell them everything.

The dead will never be at peace

if they are in debt to the living.

Why is this happening to me?

Am I being punished?

You can pack up and go--

or hang in there, like fools do.

It's a long hard road, Uxbal.

Death is not the end of everything,

you know that.

I won't die, Bea.

No.

No.

Yes, you'll die.

I see it,

and there's nothing I can do about it.

Get your affairs in order, Uxbal.

It's all that matters.

Chemotherapy is poison.

What did you eat for breakfast?

Coffee with milk.

You've always been such a sweet boy.

Remember what I said the day we met?

That we got our gift for free--

and we must pass it on likewise.

Here.

Give this to the kids when needed.

What is it?

- Protection.

When you must leave them--

give each of them one.

He said he felt

like a muddy sea inside.

That his eyes felt like jelly,

and his hair was on fire.

Get up. It's half past seven.

How many heaters did Uxbal bring?

- Six.

How's Ana?

Hi, Lili.

How are you?

The heaters will make sure

that you don't freeze.

Ana's fine.

She wants to see you.

We moved in with her mother,

and she misses you.

I miss her too.

She loves to play with Li.

Uxbal! Hai wants to talk to you.

See you, Lili.

- Bye. Say bye.

Not a day longer.

If I'd wanted them to sew 16 hours

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