El muro del silencio Page #4

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Go on, go off and play.

Forgive me, uncle, I swear I won't do it again.

-That's it?

-Almost.

I'll be right back.

-Hey, uncle, where are you going?

-To the square.

-I can go with you?

-Sure, but hurry.

-Why don't you wear shoes?

-I want to get used to going without.

Well, son!

It hurts, doesn't it?

Yes, a little, but no matter.

Stop, uncle, stop! Stop!

-I played. Why did you play a double there?

-Because you played the tile over to me.

But I played it because I had no option, besides I'd just played a double in the first hand!

Your play.

I'm playing.

Well, you got what you wanted, but in all my life I'll never forgive the shame you've put me through.

Are you sure that everything is legal? They can't take it no matter what?

No, now you can be sure, the house belongs to your son.

But the things I've had to endure: contempt, humiliation,...

I was treated like a common thug.

And can't they...I don't know...appeal to someone, or something...?

They are very influential.

Yes, you're telling me!

They'll try to discredit me or cause me some harm, for sure.

But the house...do you think the house is...?

Well, that's unhealthy idea. Right?

Our good name doesn't matter to you, nor it or falling into the worst gutter,...

nor sacrificing me, or whatever, you don't care about that.

All you care about is the house, the house, the house.

But you know it's not for me.

It's for your son, I know, but even that doesn't excuse you.

And now listen to me: don't ever remember that I exist,...

not even at the hour of my death.

You have your home, son.

-But where is he?

-There, in those rocks.

-Daniel!

-Uncle, Mom!

But what have you done with my son?

Incredible. Incredible.

I'll never forgive you for this, letting the poor child there on his own.

-Something could have happened to him in that river so...

-You don't know what you're saying.

Entrust him to me, Regina. Can't you see here he's becoming...well, a man, why not say it,...

that you were hurting him with so much pampering and care,...?

You're not going to teach me how to raise a child...with that pair of angels.

What about them?

The boys are healthy and normal.

If that's how you see it...Now, for my son, I'll try to avoid life's blows while I can.

He'll have time to suffer and harden when I'm gone.

I am very sick, Jorge.

For a moment I thought of entrusting the child to you, but after this, never. Do you hear? Never.

By brushing it a lot, it'll soon grow back.

Come on, come to bed.

-Mom, I want to sleep in my own room.

-What?

-Yes, I'm not scared anymore.

-All right, if you no longer need me,...

if you don't need your mother...

Daniel.

Daniel, Mom went through some hard times while you were there.

I missed you so much I couldn't sleep.

Stay with me tonight. I want to hold you. Tomorrow we'll see. OK?

OK.

Go and lie down.

My little son!

So precious!

Well, you see, that eliminates the economic problems and is the most convenient.

Mortgaging the house?? No, how awful! No, no.

But it's a small amount, and in the long term, and with the same income you can afford...

No, no, I think not. I prefer...I don't know, I could sell some jewelry that I have, and...and I'll build on that.

Gradually, according to my means.

-Regina!

-Lorenzo!

-I didn't know you were back.

-Well, you know now. Come, let's have a coffee or something. We have so much to talk about!

-Thanks, I can't.

-Why not?

It would just lead to more gossip against me.

Yes, I heard something. The city is big, but it's still a small town.

At least let me walk with you a bit.

I don't think that walking down the street can compromise your reputation.

Forgive me, but your logic is seriously flawed.

Falling into...well, I mean what you've done for keeping hold of a house that was...

-That was my son's.

-I offered to buy it cover your obsession.

But why, if his father left it to him?

Well, enough of that. You already have it, right?

Rent it out, put the money in a bank on behalf of the child, and let's get out of here.

You know I love you, Regina. Really, I'm in love with you.

I swear I don't understand.

You who travel so much, you know so many women, what do you see in me?

It's what I always say: you're no beauty, and not easy to deal with.

But:
mysterious.

Also I am the perfect father for your child. Blond, handsome, rich...

My son will know no more of fathers than the father he had.

Oh, how awful!

-But he didn't get to know him, he was a newborn!

-He knows him from portraits.

Well, but he died, and you have the right to marry.

Look, here, as you yourself say, you had to use the scandal as a weapon,...

and people are whispering, so it's difficult for a man to approach you with good intentions.

Nor do I care.

-Don't be absurd, you've got interested in me, at least in bed.

-Oh, don't be vulgar!

That you can't deny: the screams and the things that you said...

-I don't deny it, my love, my reasons are different.

-What?

-What do I know?

Well, see, you already got the house --- I'll give you the money to fix it up.

No, I must fix it up by myself, by my own effort.

OK, we get married, I recognize your child as the legitimate heir to my fortune that is bigger than your...

Don't start again!

And we go to Italy, where I still have relatives, or my estate, with sun, lake, horses,...

for the enjoyment of your...our son.

You, too, just like my brother --- you want to turn him into a brute.

A brute? He'll go to the best colleges and universities in the world, and we will be by his side.

No, I will raise my child myself.

I'm beginning to think you've got toys in the attic.

You can think whatever you want.

-Okay, educate him, but with me.

-Oh, don't push, Lorenzo!

I have only one mission in life: to devote myself entirely to the care of my son.

Care, Regina? I think you should see a doctor. First this obsession over the house, and now...

Bah! I have faced so much misunderstanding in this life that I can deal well with yours.

Farewell, Lorenzo.

Wait, we need to keep talking. Let me come visit, try to win over the boy.

What for? He hates you, and I can't think of me, but of my mission.

Farewell, Lorenzo.

-Daniel, what are you doing here, son?

-Viewing the mantle of the Virgin. It will be very nice.

Yes, gorgeous. Come, let's have tea.

I'll change and then come down.

Hello? Hello?

Listen, a**hole, next time I call the police.

Daniel, come. Look, a bird.

It must have fallen from the nest. Look how cute it is!

-Why does it open its mouth?

-He must be hungry.

No, no, and no, it's still very small.

You have to feed it just like its mom. Watch. Like this.

There, you see? Take it. Careful.

That's it, and when you're finished, put it here.

Little bird.

Little bird, tiny, pretty.

-Rogue, knowing what it means to me!

-By God, I won't dare take anything!

-You can look, you won't find anything.

-You've had time to hide it.

How could you think I'd take anything?

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