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I'd prefer to wait outside.

I'll go with you.

Excuse me,

I didn't think there was anybody living

here

Oh, yeah, and I'm painting,

motherf***er.

I'm sorry, I'm just leaving.

What's the matter, you c*nt, huh!?

What's the matter?!

What's the matter with you, you

f***ing c*nts?!

Well, f*** you, motherf***er!

F***ing sh*t.

I told you it wasn't here, you stubborn

sh*t

Ah no?

And what's this?

Let's go, let's go, let's go.

F*** you!

What are you doing here?

Go and sing, you'll miss the choir!

How long are you going to screw

around, a**hole?

My baby,

my little puppy.

Don't you realize that maybe it's not

your mummy?

It's Princess Di, you fool...

ok shhh

You'll come with me, right?

But not a sound... shhh

Mummy,

mummy,

mummy!

You brought it anyway?

sh*t... what did you pick up, man...

and a girl's,

I don't think you can use it,

it's too small

A piece of glass.

It shines

Look kid,

this is a crab...

huh?

This is a sea urchin...

this is what we make money with,

and this...

this is an abalone

Hey, Jibia!

start the engine so that

we can go home!

Is he always like this?

Depends, just like the tide;

sometimes high tide,

sometimes low tide;

just like the sea, you know...

And now he's high or low?

Depends on your point of view,

you know.

Well, we really wanted to talk to

Eliseo sort of,

well... privately

Well, if you want to talk to him,

talk to me,

because talking to me is the same

as talking to him...

Well, OK then...

We're working on a research

project...

Ah, you're from Argentina.

I'm from Argentina, but the project

is an international one...

Well, f*** me... (Laughter)

What's the matter?

Argentineans are real a**holes.

They got tired of making

a**holes for Argentina...

now they're exporting Argentinean

a**holes abroad,

I mean... everything here

is so shitty...

this country's really f***ed, man, it's

worse that you guys, man;

if a**holes could fly, it would be

cloudy every f***ing day

(Laughter).

That's what I call Latin American

brotherhood.

Call it what you want, f***er!

Well, well... the thing is that we

wanted to talk to Eliseo...

Just that.

Well, buy him some grub, then,

this nutcase has to eat or d'you

think he just lives off air...

Yeah, sure... Waiter!

Fried egg, meat and potatoes, and a

bottle of wine over here!

Screw the bottle of wine, a**hole.

I've got what I need here,

I drink pisco and coke

and this guy drinks milk.

Well, great, a pisco and

coke for the gentleman,

milk and fried egg and fries,

please.

What a bunch of crap!

order one of those...

What is it you eat... those...

No, I don't eat.

The Argentineans.

No, I don't eat.

Steak!

That's it, that weird stuff you eat...

you live off cows, a**hole.

No, I'm a vegetarian.

Ah...

I don't eat meat.

And are you a f*ggot too?

Well, how much cash are

we talking about?

I didn't say anything

about any money...

But I did.

We're trying to reconstruct

Eliseo's work...

Look at me...

I don't know if you realize the kind of

guy you have beside you.

This guy?

Yeah

Yeah, I know this guy...

I found this a**hole over there eating

among the pelicans.

I cut his hair, look at him...

he's pretty

This guy is a kind of mackerel...

a horse mackerel.

You have to play what's missing,

help me finish it...

do it for yourself...

this music belongs to us, Eliseo...

help yourself...

3, 4, 5... it's all there.

No, it's not.

It's another 30,000 pesos.

Are you f***ing with me?

Well, the raft didn't get

here on its own;

I have to come back with the boat

and prices have risen...

You're a f***ing thief.

And you're not?

Or are you going to tell me that

you're just pissing around,

huh...

What d'you want him to do?

That's none of your business.

Hello, can you hear me? Over.

Loud and clear, over

Good, we're staying on the raft

Easy does it, Eliseo, carry on...

My father.

Your father?

Give me a kiss,

a kiss.

No.

Why not?

Because no.

Give him a kiss; it's just a kiss.

You give him one, then.

Miguel?

The motherfucking bastards...

f***ing a**holes

This bastard's nuts!

We're all nuts!

Please get us out of here!

This is madness;

come on call the f***ing boat!

Get us out of here.

Come on, hand me the radio

You want the radio? Get out of here,

you c*nt.

Give it to me!

You want the radio?

Here's your radio.

What did you do idiot?

You're a sh*t,

you're the worst musician I've ever

known in my whole life.

you're the worst musician I've ever

known in my whole life.

What d'you want?

To tell the whole world

that this is your work?

You couldn't even do this alone.

Who the f*** do you think you are.

A**hole!

Bring a rope.

Help me, Rage, help me!

The tape recorder, Miguel,

the tape recorder!

No!

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