Hable con ella Page #3
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- 2002
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-Where do you go when you go out?
-I don't.
You should go out.
I was taking care of my mother,
but she passed away 2 months ago.
I am sorry. Mine died too,
years ago though.
Here we are...
Thanks for the wallet.
Dr Roncero, psychiatrist.
7th left.
Twenty three.
I was waiting for her by the window,
but that day she didn't come.
But I knew her address and that
her father was a psychiatrist.
Dr Roncero's office.
I would like to make an
appointment.
-Is it tomorrow at 5 OK?
-Isn't earlier possible?
No, tomorrow at 5.
Your name?
-What do you want?
-I have an appointment at 5.
Come in. Don't stand there.
Benigno Martin?...
I need some proof.
I just wanted to see Alicia,
but I was there, in a psychiatrist.
I decided to tell him I missed
my mother.
I started when I was little.
And all those 15 years
you took care of your mother?
I was always next to her...
I was studying to be a nurse.
I was only going out to the
classes.
I was also studying aesthetics,
make-up and hairdressing.
But those by post.
So you did those on your mother?
Of course, and I cut her hair,
dyed it, did her nails.
And I scrubbed her down well,
front and back.
My mother wasn't disabled, or mad.
She was only a bit lazy.
She was a beautiful woman
and I didn't want to let herself go.
-What did your father say?
-Nothing. What could he?
-Is he dead?
-God, no.
He is in Sweden, I guess.
I haven't heard of him for years.
Doesn't he come to see you?
He has his own family there,
after he left my mother.
We are not in touch.
Why did you come to see me,
Benigno?
-What's your problem?
-Me? Nothing.
You must have since you came
to see a psychiatrist.
Loneliness, I guess.
Did you have a sexual
relationship with a woman?
-With a man?
-No, neither.
I will see you in a week.
-Am I not well doctor?
-That's not it...
However, your adolescence was
kind of special.
-It wasn't special.
-It was. Very special.
And we must analyse it in depth.
Yes, lets analyse it.
-Should I come in a week?
-Very well.
I am glad.
-What are you doing here?
-I was just going. Don't be angry.
I just wanted to see you...
But I am harmless.
Dr Roncero's office...
Hi, Lola...
I just had a sh*t of
huge dimensions.
Can you be in charge?
Alicia never came back. I
didn't want to scare her again.
After a week I went to her
place, to see her father.
It was raining during that
whole week.
Next time I saw her was here.
What happened to her?
A car accident,
during a rainy day.
Her father didn't want her to
be alone, not even for a moment.
He asked for the best nurses.
And I have a good reputation here...
So they suggested me...
And when he saw me, he remembered
me, and hesitated for a moment.
But in the end, he took
Matilde and me, exclusively.
And this was four years ago...
And here we are now...
Right, Alicia?
I started going to the ballet,
when I had a day-off.
And to the film library to watch
silent movies.
German, american, italian
films, everything.
And afterwards I would tell her
about all that she had seen.
The four most complete years
of my life.
I take care of Alicia...
I do what she would, except
the trips, of course.
With me and Lydia
it's the opposite.
I can't touch her.
I don't recognize her body.
Neither can I help the nurses
turn her around.
And I feel I am lousy.
Talk to her. Tell her that.
I would like to,
but she can't hear me.
How are you so certain
about this?
Her brain is dead, Benigno.
The woman's mind is a mystery,
especially in such sickness.
You must look after the woman,
talk to her...
...don't foget that she's alive
and that you love her.
This is the only therapy.
I know from experience.
And what do you know
about women?
Benigno, what do you know
about women?
What do you know about women?
A lot. 20 years next to one,
4 with another.
I like the bullfighter's boyfriend.
He has style.
How do you know? You saw him?
Of course not, but I can tell
from his face.
And his bulging trousers.
He is a good friend of
Benigno, right;
-Is he gay too?
-No way. What are you saying now?
-Is Benigno, you think?
-Rumours say so!
-You are wrong.
-Dr Vega told me so as well.
-And where did he find out?
-From Alicia's father.
I don't like the intimacy
he has with the patient...
...but Vega told me not to
worry, becayse he is gay.
I am going and I'll let you
carry on talking crap about him.
-She likes Benigno.
-She is not with her senses.
I have the day off.
I am going to the film library.
-Are you coming?
-I will see my publisher tonight.
I have to go back to work soon.
This woman is not well.
You know what I mean.
Her skin is dry.
lets see... Here...
-Did you talk to her?
-No, and don't insist.
Hi, Lydia. You must be
patient with him.
Have a good time at work.
'Shrinked lover'.
Rosa has the flu.
I hope you didn't get it from her.
I am glad you feel well,
but I will massage you...
...and I will rub you with
a rosemary lotion.
No, nothing is happening to me.
shook me a lot.
It was the love story...
...of Alfredo, a nice young
guy, but a bit fat...
...kai Amparo's friend
who is a scientist.
Amparo prepares a new
experimental diet...
...that will revolutionize
the food industry.
What egoism! You only
think of yourself!
I found it!
It might be dangerous. I never
gave it to a human before.
with selfishness?
It has done miracles for you!
Don't worry, my love!
I will find the antidote!
Time was passing by...
...but Amparo couldn't find
the antidote...
...and poor Alfredo,
day by day, shrank in misery.
I will always love you.
So that Amparo doesn't suffer...
...Alfredo leaves and goes
to find his mother.
He hadn't seen her for 10 years,
beacause he was lousy.
He hadn't told Ambaro
where his mother lived.
Lots of things going on
in this movie.
But the most important
thing is...
...after years full of
regrets and studies...
...Amparo finds the address
of his mother.
And goes there.
Hotel Iukali.
Room 15.
-Sleep, my darling.
-And what if I be a burden by mistake?
And Alfredo...
...stays inside her...
...for ever.
AFTER ONE MONTH:
Come on, put your hands
correctly ... This way...
It's quite cool...
It's great...
It's nice here by
the balcony, right?
Lydia likes to sit by
the balcony as well.
Did you hear that? She likes
it a lot.
Look at them... It's as if
they are talking about us.
What do you think they say?
They have no shame.
Women talk about everything
with each other.
Lydia would tell her she has
completed two months sick.
Benjamin and Angela...
...will you bond in marriage,
with your own will?
Join your hands together...
...and declare your wish
in front of God.
I, Angela,
take you, Benjamin...
...to be my lawful husband...
I will love you
in happiness and in sickness...
...so long as we shall both live.
The Lord that joined you in love...
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