Crossing Borders Page #5

That guy insists

I've taken something.

I've never stolen anything.

I didn't steal anything.

Yes, he did. I saw perfectly

how he took the tin opener.

I'm taking him into that room

and search him.

They're going to put you

in that room and search you.

If you've got it, get rid of it.

Don't be stupid.

If they find it, you'll get

thrown out of the country

and you'll never get back.

I'll try to distract him.

Get rid of it.

Well, then, what"ll we do?

- We"ll go into the room.

- All right.

How long have you worked here?

Two years.

And I saw clearly

how he put it in his pocket.

Liver!

From here.

Liver.

Li-ver!

A fillet of liver.

My mother wants a fillet of liver.

Oh, a fillet of liver!

God, he certainly isn't

the brightest man in town.

I asked him forty times.

I've told you forty times

what it is in German

and you don't know.

Of course I know.

But he didn't make any effort.

Where's your father?

What I don't know is

what he wants for supper

on Ghristmas Eve.

Go and look for him.

I'm really sorry.

I could have sworn

I saw him...

No, no.

Happy Christmas!

Aren't you ashamed?

I've never seen

so much of everything.

Dad, mom wants

to ask you something.

Gome on, son.

Hey, Martin!

Your hair's gone white.

I've walked from home in -10?.

I don't have a friend to drive me.

Gontacts, Martin.

By the way, we can't come

on Ghristmas Eve.

Don't say that.

We've bought all the food.

Pilar said you'd come.

We can't.

We're going to see Herr Iseli,

I can't let him down.

Are you all right?

- You're shivering.

- Leave me alone.

Help someone

who can repay the favor.

Leave your personal problems

at home.

Touch me again

and I'll tear your head off, you...

- You'll do what?

- Have you two gone crazy?

Martin, please!

One thing, Marcos.

When you see me in here

don't say hello to me.

Aren't you drinking your tea?

Are you still thinking about Marcos?

You know what I'd like?

What?

I'd give anything to be

sitting on the Gran Via

drinking a beer

and watching people walk by.

Martin, come here!

- I thought I'd made it clear.

- Don't talk rubbish, come here.

Go to the office,

your sister is on the phone.

What's happened?

Hurry, Martin.

Luisa wants to tell you herself.

What is it?

His father is dying.

Let me do it.

Don't say anything to Pablo.

Why make him suffer

ahead of time?

Take it easy, Martin, please.

I won't make it.

I won't be able

to say goodbye to my father.

- How are you?

- Thanks for coming.

They rang from the airport.

You've got a ticket

for Madrid tomorrow at 12:00.

- Is there nothing earlier?

- No.

Then I'll take the train

from Geneva this evening.

You'll gain a day

by taking the plane tomorrow.

- Mari-Garmen, I didn't see you.

- Don't be silly.

That's done.

Why don't you try to relax a bit?

- I'll make coffee for everyone.

- I'll help you.

They gave Tonino the day off

to drive you to the airport.

If you don't mind,

I'd like to go too.

How could I mind,

you old bastard?

- I'll mess your clothes.

- Don't be stupid.

Your grandfather loved you, Pablo.

Would you like

to go back to Madrid?

For a vacation?

No, forever.

Forever?

What about my friends?

You'll make new friends there.

But there are no forests or rivers,

and it doesn't snow in winter.

Well, don't think about that.

I'll race you to the farm

with the big tree.

Last one is a f*ggot!

All right.

Dad, what's a f*ggot?

Dad, what's a f*ggot?

I'll tell you later.

Sh*t!

Hanna!

Heavens!

I haven"t seen you in ages.

Yes.

How did you know that?

I heard you"d got married.

Yes. It"s true.

- Is that your son?

- Yes, it"s Pablo,

the little boy who...

Yes.

Pablo, will you go for a walk?

I want a word with Hanna.

Well?

- How are you doing?

- Fine.

Hanna,

I've come to say goodbye.

I'm going back to Spain

with my family,

to Madrid.

In the end, you all go back.

To your homeland.

Hello!

This is Peter.

- Your son?

- Yes.

- Good looking, like his mother.

- Hola.

- Is this his friend?

- No, she"s his sister.

Hello.

- Hello.

- Let"s go and play.

Yes, she"s five years old.

She"s Maria.

But...

She"s five years old?

Yes.

Maria.

A very Spanish name.

She"s very dark...

It"s an Italian name too.

I'll come back as soon as

I earn the money for the trip.

You"re a boy.

How can you earn money?

I don"t believe you.

You"ll go away forever.

No immigrant comes back.

But I'm not an immigrant.

My parents are.

I'll come back.

I adore Italy, but I don"t want

to live in Italy.

After a year here,

with my first savings,

about 1,500 francs,

I bought a car.

It was a beautiful car,

second hand, but beautiful.

A flame red sports car,

with the rims painted white.

The best thing

was that the roof opened.

A wonder!

I adored that machine.

It was everything for me.

That summer I went to Naples

to see my family.

That night,

I slept at my parents' home.

The next day, when I went down

to get the car...

They'd destroyed it.

They didn't steal it.

They'd completely destroyed it.

They'd scratched the hood.

They'd pulled out

the steering wheel.

They'd slashed the tires.

And all for what?

For nothing.

Just to hurt me.

It's an envious, cruel country.

Gountries aren't cruel,

it's poverty that's cruel.

I know what I have to do.

I'm going to marry

a beautiful Swiss girl,

I'm going to go to Italy

on vacation,

but I'll put the car in the garage!

That's my Tonino!

What lies are you telling

each other?

I was telling her

about the deposit

- we've put on the apartment.

- Some deposit!

The apartment my sister

found for us costs 500,000 pesetas.

The savings from six years of work.

- We both worked.

- But now we've got an apartment.

Until we get it, we'll live with

my parents in San Blas.

I didn't know that.

I'm not going back

to the basement.

Don't worry,

and don't do anything until we write.

- No, we're not in any hurry.

- Martin, we'll miss the train.

- Gome on, Pilar!

- I'm coming!

Martin, did you tell Emil

that we want to move in?

- No.

- Tell him, please.

Emil, my friend Marcos

and his wife

would like to rent

the apartment.

Yes, it"s still free.

- No problem?

- Shout, he's deaf.

No problem?

- No problem.

- Thank you.

- You"re welcome.

- It's yours.

- Thank you.

- Well, Martin, good luck.

- Ma"am.

- Goodbye, Martin, stay well.

See you again!

My dear.

- See you again.

I'll write to you.

Thank you for everything.

Gome on, girls!

Get in the car, we'll be late.

Gome on, hurry.

Gome on, legs in and...

Why's he here?

I said nothing.

It's all we needed.

I heard

you're going back to Spain.

Take care.

Pablo, get in the car!

Gome on!

Goodbye!

- Safe trip!

- Take care.

- So long, you lot.

- I'll write to you.

Good bye!

We want to hear news from Spain!

Smile a bit,

you look like corpses.

Dad,

why have we come

to such an ugly place?

I don't know, son.

It's not ugly.

It's just very hot

and you're not used to it.

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