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You have some leftovers in the fridge;

meat and potatoes from the other day...

Otherwise, you can cook something...

whatever you want.

Okay.

You will be taking care of the house,

Mm?

I'll get another coke...

Excuse me, Martin.

Eh, I'm going to wash some clothes,

I'll take this.

Sure.

Would you come to my room when you finish?

Yeah.

- Eugenio?

- Here, come in.

You asked me to come?

Yeah.

Eh, I brought you some clothes,

check if some of it fits you...

...from this pile. I have so much clothing.

And I never use it... try it on.

And try this on too. Check if it fits

because I can still exchange it.

Okay.

This one is empty.

Ah, a friend of mine has a store

and he gave them to me for free...

I'll tell him when I see him.

- Should I try it on?

- Yes, try it on here!

That... There is no problem,

don't be a sissy...

And what are you writing?

A book...

Generally I write for newspapers,

articles... But now I'm writing a book.

Like a story?

Yeah... a novel.

And what's the story about?

It's...

A father that lives with his children

in a kind of large piece of land...

and he's the owner:

And one day...

The youngest daughter, a six-year-old,

starts to ask questions.

The family is like a type of period family

where no one talks at the table...

...unless the father gives permission,

right?

And the girl starts to ask questions

that really surprise her father...

One day, for instance, she asks...

why does he own all that land?

The father answers quite naturally that

he inherited it.

But the girl starts to get interested

in how could it be...

that people decide that one day

to the next something belongs to them.

It's a...

a game between the father's power

and this kind of perspective...

between innocent and communist,

so to speak, of the girl.

And the father doesn't know where it comes from.

It's a sort of tale about the fair and

the unfair'...

but from the innocence point of view,

of trying to... understand.

These questions lead the father

to see the girl as a germ...

of something that could devour him.

The novel is called 'The Germ'.

That's it...

- It's good.

- Mhm.

Are you thirsty?

Thanks.

We stoned a cat to death here...

That's right.

I didn't remember that I had been with you...

I remembered just now.

The truth is I remembered

that I had clone it with some kid, next to a river,

under a bridge...

Every time I see a dead cat I remember

that cat lying under the bridge all beat up.

Do you remember when we used

to go hunting with my dad?

I totally remember:

Your dad told my mom

that we were going fishing...

- Yeah... -

and she wouldn't worry.

She didn't even imagine that two hours later

we would be walking with a gun in our hands.

Well, it wasn't really a gun,

it was an air gun.

- Really?

- Yeah, it's still here.

If you see it you would laugh.

It's this small.

Of course, you were eight years old

and you remember it like a shotgun...

but it really wasn't.

No, my dad wasn't that crazy...

Still, you can shoot your eye out with

a pellet.

Should we go for a swim?

- We go there next to the bridge?

- I don't have a swim suit.

- Swim naked, I won't look.

- No, it's not about that

C'mon, let's go

Want to go eat?

I'll be right out

What?

- Can I?

- Wait.

It is very old... it is old and the...

the sight is crooked.

That's why... Try.

- Be careful.

- Yeah.

The sight was crooked right?

Did you aim to the right or to the left of the can?

No, I aimed at the can.

Let's see.

There you go.

I'll load it for you because...

Shall we make a bet to see

who can hit the can more?

- Okay.

- Yeah?

What do we bet?

No, nothing, just to know who is better:

Okay...

Mhm... Mhm..

Yeah, yeah... Uhuh...

Yeah... yeah, yeah...

Eh...

- What?

- Nothing, nothing.

- What!?

- Nothing.

Come on, what?

How much older are you than me?

I don't know, two or three years.

I remember, when we were kids...

That your dad once... he gave my mom

a bunch of your clothes.

And I spent a whole winter

wearing a red sweater'...

that had 'Eugenio' written in black here.

No! I forgot about that sweater!

My grandmother knitted it. She knitted

one for my brother and sister too...

Mine was the only one that had the full name.

The others said 'Santi' and 'Flor'.

Right...

I don't remember much about your siblings...

It makes sense. I'm a couple of years older than you,

and my siblings are even older.

Flor is five years older and Santi seven.

Right.

Amazing, I didn't even remember'...

How awesome was my dad,

he was always willing to help people out...

I miss him, actually.

Did he pass away recently?

He passed away two years ago.

That's when I inherited this house.

And my uncles bought it from us to help me out.

Because my brother and sister wanted the money,

and I didn't want to lose the house.

And my uncle never told me so

but...

I know it was like that.

When he heard that we had to sell the house

he decided to buy it himself.

- Easy, easy. Put your arms back.

- Here?

The loser has to give something to the winner:

You'll have to give me your crucifix.

No... I can't. It is a gift

from a girl I really care for:

- A girlfriend?

- No.

- Okay, and what will you give me?

- Anything you want...

Okay, your eye glasses.

Son of a b*tch! Are you ready?

- Sure... What's the finish line?

- At the end.

- On the count of three?

- Okay.

One?

Two...

No, it didn't count.

It didn't count because

I felt my heart speed up a lot.

I stopped because I thought

it was going to stop...

like tachycardia or arrhythmia.

Feel.

Notice how it beats off time...

Pumpum, pum, pum.

Like, off time... Do you feel it?

It feels on time...

Might be, maybe it was just me...

Ugh, my god...

Hey Martin.

I found another one...

Martin... Hey... Hey...

Martin...

Martin...

Hey, Martin...

Martin, I found another one...

Martin, I found another one...

I'll stay here fora a little bit...

A little bit here...

- Excuse me, Eugenio.

- Yeah.

- Do I take the trash out now or..

- I can't right now, Martin.

Why didn't you come with the boys?

Nicolas had a birthday party,

and Andre's said he wanted to come...

- 'Uncle Eugenio this and Uncle Eugenio that'...

- So why didn't you bring him then?

No, I wanted to get away from Buenos Aires

by myself, the business is going non stop.

My head is about to explode.

You like him.

What?

You gave him a job because you like him.

Do you think I'm stupid?

What are you going to do? Are you going

to f*** him and then you are going to tell him:

'Hey, sorry, I gave you a job

because you turned me on.'

I couldn't not help him.

You would have done the same thing.

Do you want to be his boyfriend?

Don't push it... don't push it. Enough.

- Did something happen already?

- No!

Does he know?

What should I have told him?

'I'll give you a job but hey, I'm gay,

if you want to work or not'

And if you f*** him and the summer ends,

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