Gloria Page #3

I'd like to make a complaint.

He said he got confused.

He thought it was his apartment.

That's why the key

wouldn't fit in the lock.

This just can't happen, Mario.

He's in a bad way, Gloria.

- We all can get like that.

- He couldn't get in

because he couldn't get

the key in the lock,

so he decided to

climb up your balcony.

Happy birthday, son!

Thanks, Mom.

I wish you a good year,

a wonderful year!

Thanks.

- May everything turn out well, okay?

- Okay.

This will grow back, won't it?

- This is Rodolfo.

- Hello. Rodolfo.

- How's it going?

- Happy birthday.

Thanks a lot.

Hello.

- Hello.

- Hello.

- How are you?

- Good.

- This is nice.

- How long has it been?

Ana, my sister...

Twelve.

Twelve years?

Twelve years.

Thirteen, I think.

- Thirteen, twelve...

- Flavia? You must be Flavia.

Nice to meet you.

Same here.

You didn't tell me

she was so beautiful.

- Oh, please!

- Beautiful, really.

- You haven't introduced us.

- Sorry.

- Rodolfo... my partner.

- How do you do?

- Gabriel, my ex-husband.

- Nice to meet you.

- And Flavia, his wife.

- A pleasure.

Nice to meet you.

- Cheers.

- To your birthday.

- Happy birthday, son.

- Happy birthday.

- And cheers...

- Happy birthday, little brother.

- To your pregnancy.

- Cheers.

Cheers.

Oh, you didn't know.

- No, I didn't. You're pregnant?

- You hadrt told him?

No... Sorry.

Oh, really?

- How nice...

- But it's very recent.

- You're not showing at all.

- Six weeks.

- I see, and do you have a partner?

- Yes.

That's nice.

- Have a seat.

- Thanks.

She just seems so young!

Would you like some peanuts?

Sure, yes. Thanks.

Olive?

Sure, thanks.

- Would you like an olive?

- Me too.

Rodolfo, my mother

was telling me that you have

a club, an amusement park?

Yes. "Vertigo Park".

It's a lot of fun.

Have you heard of paintball?

Yeah, it's shooting...

- Yes, with colors...

- Is it with paint?

Yes, in two teams.

It's like a little war.

She loved it.

- You took her to play?

- Yes.

It was target shooting.

- She can hit the spot.

- She sure can, yes sir.

- What did you do before?

- Transport for the Navy.

I was in the Navy for many years.

Then I got into transporting

different kinds of

equipment for them.

- Were you an officer?

- Yes, of course.

- Oh, you were in the military?

- The Navy.

- Do you have any children?

- Yes, two daughters.

- How old are they?

- 27 and 31.

Oh, like us, more or less.

Yes, but they're quite different.

Are you a grandfather?

No, no...

- Your daughters aren't married?

- No, they're single.

- Do they work?

- No.

- Are they at college?

- No.

They did go,

but they didn't like it,

so they switched to a trade,

a technical diploma.

So you support them...

economically.

Of course. All of them.

And their mother,

who also does nothing.

- Their mother doesn't work?

- No.

Oh, no...

Don't light it up.

She's pregnant!

- Alright.

- How dare you!

The baby's sleeping

in the other room!

- I'm a smoker.

- I want to propose a toast.

Atoast.

I know, Pedro,

it's important to you

that we're all here.

I know we're all a little surprised

by the twists and turns of life.

I want to thank Flavia,

I want to thank Flavia,

for being the architect

of this reunion.

If you hadrt taken these steps

it probably would've been

another 10 years

before we all got together again.

I also want to join

this toast to thank you

for welcoming me into

this family get-together.

It's so nice to meet you

and to see a family that,

I don't know...

so much like the family

I would've liked to have.

Free, different,

who know how to live.

Thank you very much,

and happy birthday, Pedro.

- Thank you.

- Happy birthday, Pedro.

Do you want some weed?

No? You don't smoke?

- I'm scared of losing control.

- Oh, don't be silly!

Really, it's kind of...

Scared?

Quite the opposite,

you relax, I don't know...

Yes, but...

No.

Everyone reacts differently.

If you don't want any...

Thanks.

Who's my grandsors father?

His name's Theo.

- Theo what?

- Van Gogh.

It doesn't matter.

He's Swedish.

He's Swedish?

And does he live here?

No. He lives in Sweden.

But he's coming to live here.

No. He's staying there.

How come?

I'm moving there.

- She's leaving!

- To go to Sweden?

Yes, to Sweden.

When?

- On the 28th.

- So soon!

Why don't you read the letter?

The e-mail, Mom.

- The e-mail.

- No.

Come on, Ana.

Read it, so your dad can see...

...that he's a nice person,

he's delightful.

Actually, we're both

a little in love with Theo.

No.

- Ana.

- Cut it out, Mom.

- Read it, Ana.

- You already read it to us!

Yes, but it's different now.

"... the only thing I want

is to have a life with you.

I discovered

that the love in my heart

was being saved for you.

Living the mystery

of each day with you

is the most profound thing

I can imagine.

I may have been on

the highest mountains in the world,

but all the same,

the highest thing I can think of

is to be with you. "

It's so beautiful, what he says.

I don't know,

but I'm crying over everything.

Look at those two!

How lovely!

The wedding picture.

Stiff, like two broomsticks.

- And so naive, right?

- We were in love.

- And we were very naive.

- We were in love.

Let me see.

- Pedro.

- Let's do something.

- We were in love.

- Yes, you were in love.

Let's take a photo now.

Hold this.

Dad, hold it there.

Excuse me.

No?

She's laughing...

She's laughing.

But we were in love.

I don't have this picture.

I'll make a copy for you.

Look how handsome

my Pedro is here!

Look, my Anita with her diploma!

Pre-school certificate!

Look at all the layers on this cake.

We didn't get married

with just any cake!

And your frilly dress!

It's hilarious!

Well, that's what we wore back then.

I was not...

I was not here.

- You werert?

- No, I wasrt.

You were already gone by then.

Here he is,

in the day he went off the rails.

Let's see this one...

I should've been here, here!

And I wasrt.

And these bangs...?

You know what the problem was?

My mom would put gel on a brush,

then wrap my bangs around it.

- That's how people wore it back then!

- That's horrible!

Rodolfo, are you all right?

He's not here.

He isn't?

No, Mom, he's not here.

I'll call him and see if...

- I don't know what...

- Do you think he got sick?

I don't know.

Perhaps the food

didn't agree with him.

I'm going to call him.

Rodolfo, it's me, Gloria.

Pick up.

What happened?

I'm worried. I'm here at Pedro's.

It's only a photo.

Call me.

- He's not in the bathroom...

- Sometimes he feels ill,

food doesn't agree with him, and...

He's not used to French fries...

I'm going to...

No answer.

I'm going.

Who is this guy, Mom?

I'm working.

Rodolfo, I'm busy. I'm working.

Don't call me anymore.

What are you doing here?

Can we talk?

I've nothing to say to you.

I need you to listen to me.

How could you be so thoughtless,

Rodolfo?

About what?

I was introducing you to my family.

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