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I don't want you to apologize.

No, I don't want you to apologize.

Carlos, for you making love is

purely a matter of hygiene.

Yes, like washing your face.

It's not true.

I'm not with you.

Can't you see? By God!

Making love became

a solitary act since you left me.

Use your wife Carlos, use your wife!

I don't use anybody.

And much less the people I love.

Why don't you leave her then?

As if it were that simple.

She's going through bad times.

She probably hasn't eaten today.

I just remembered I left her

no money today.

Please, don't dramatize.

So many years studying, burning

my eyes, forgetting about life...

always tightening my belt...

A general physician should be

in the country...

trading for eggs and chickens.

What are you doing in this city?

Don't say those things. They hurt.

Sometimes I feel like

stabbing you with a scalpel.

Why?

Because I feel I was taken in.

For three years.

I never knew I was exchanging

love with Little Red Riding Hood.

Or that I was the Big Bad Wolf.

Can't you behave like a grown-up?

Why always blame others?

Come here! Where are you going?

Come here! Don't be a child.

I'm in charge of a serious case.

And who takes charge

of mine? You do?

You're drunk.

How did you realize? You're a genius.

You are a genius.

There was nothing to eat.

I said to myself: I'll go to the grocers.

In this damn house there's

never a damn thing to eat.

I then had a look at everything.

Look, this one was on sale.

I bought it for myself.

To celebrate I'm single again.

So I bought it, and it's working

wonders.

I'm not eating any more.

I won't eat any more. I'll live on gin.

Makes me feel so well.

I feel I have...

little butterflies.

I was hungry and I called my sister.

What a b*tch she is!

She cut me off.

Turned her back on me.

I called Perla, my best friend,

and she wouldn't listen.

Everybody's left me.

Nobody cares what happens to me!

Nobody cares about me!

I care.

What do you care!

You son of a b*tch, you silly idiot!

If you let your son go,

what can you care about anything?

It's his life, you know?

And whose life is mine?

You're free.

Am I free?

What's the matter?

What's the matter?

Who is it?

- Doctor Ventura.

- What does he want?

Go to sleep, will you?

- Your mother?

- Yes, my mother.

My dear mother, a cripple for seven

years who'll live until the year 2000.

You won't live that long.

No. They'll bury me five minutes

after they bury her.

What is it? I'm coming.

What's the matter, mother?

I left you the pills, the water,

your book and your glasses.

You're being cared for better than

the Queen of England.

How about sleeping a while?

What does that doctor want?

He came to consult me.

I specialize in boring old ladies.

My God! Give me strength.

- D'you want a piece of cake?

- No.

Surely you've had nothing to eat.

Give me the piece of cake.

Look, the last one.

It means you'll marry this year.

You have it, then.

To get married? I'll tell you.

We'll share it. How d'you like it?

I just want a tiny bit.

What did you come for?

Because I needed some air.

Of course!

Air is very pure in this house.

She gets drunk.

Nora, my wife, gets drunk.

Not your fault.

She says it is.

You know something?

I'm in favor of suicide.

Those who can't stand life

should commit suicide.

And the State should

provide the means.

Never tell that to a Minister of God.

I get on well with life. I like it.

Look Carlos...

I'm fifty-ffssnn...

almost sixty.

I'm single. No kids. Not a virgin,

mind you. Let's not mix things up.

But I'm single. I work like a horse

at the hospital and then...

I get home and work like a horse

caring for an old cripple.

I get home and work like a horse

caring for an old cripple.

Of course, she's my mother. I love her.

Know something?

- I love life.

- Why?

I don't know. Maybe I'm a masochist.

I don't have many reasons.

But I like it.

Or maybe it's because

I can work with you.

I remember you as a student.

I was then...

about 12 years older than you...

and engaged to an anesthesist.

If I hadn't been engaged,

I would have gone for you.

Because, my God,

how handsome you were!

With your white gown,

perfectly ironed...

I can just see you.

You had sparkling eyes, and...

You're making me up.

No, you were wonderful!

I went through a lot of daydreaming

about you. I even imagined you naked.

One day I realized I didn't

care for that anesthesist.

When I decided to

hook you, Nora appeared.

And then Roberto was born.

Were you in love with me?

I feel like sending you to hell.

I never realized.

Of course you didn't.

But you made life miserable for me.

I'm confessing now

because it's all over, of course.

You should have made a signal.

How funny! I made every

possible signal:
Air, smoke and fire.

I turned on sirens, greens on

every street light I had near...

...until I felt worse than

a dog with no fleas.

You went around with everyone.

With every nurse

you had a chance with...

No. That's not true.

I used to console myself with eggnog...

my secret weakness. You want some?

Yes, I want it all.

I have very little to offer.

I'm very poor.

And I'm not very demanding.

For our love that never was.

I feel so unmotivated...

...with no strength to carry on.

I enter your list

of disregarded people.

I'm not in love with life.

Agueda!

The bell has rung.

- Has the doctor left?

- No, he hasn't.

Ask him why I'm crippled.

I'll ask him why you're so tedious.

Go to sleep.

- You better go.

- No. Why?

Because I prefer to keep imagining

what there is under that shirt.

What a pest!

What do you want, mother?

You're not very

sociable either, are you?

I care for you more than I would

for a son. And not a word from you.

A clock...

I can tell you were made here.

You can't die, kid.

I'm asking you this as a special favor.

You've got to help me.

Say something, kid.

Don't you also leave me

in this silence.

PI... ea... se...

What's your name?

What is your name?

Juan...

My... legs...

What's the matter?

What do you feel?

They... hurt...

I can't move them...

How long?

I've been fighting for

your life for 15 days.

Shall we fight together?

Yes.

Did I finish military training?

I said something stupid.

It hurts inside.

Everything hurts.

Hello, I brought you the kids

so you could see them.

One, two, three. Let's say hello

to mummy. Give her a kiss.

One, two, three. Let's say hello

to mummy. Give her a kiss.

Susana, come to your senses.

I'm lost, I don't know what to do.

Your family has no time for them.

And I can't do one thing right.

Juan is dead.

Juan is not dead.

He is not dead.

But don't worry about Juan.

Luis and Andrea are

looking after him.

Worry about yourself, Susana.

Think about the kids.

Think about us. By God, come to

your senses once and for all.

He's dead.

Are we still in winter?

Not much left of it.

You were lucky this

happened in winter.

I once broke a leg and the itching

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