Hello Hemingway Page #4
- Year:
- 1990
- 90 min
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These young people now, Leonila,
don't want to understand that those
shoes have to last
one year undamaged, one year worn-out,
and one year waiting for the others.
Here...
eat it up.
At least, this way its used.
How delicious! From the scent
you can tell its very tasty.
Hey, pies.
Mom, Flora, hurry.
- oh, what a banquet.
- Whats that?
Christmas Eve was brought forward.
Im unhealthy but...
later.
oh, look, look, this stuffed potato looks
like my cousin, round all over.
Shes round but, look,
the richest and tastiest
thing is in the middle.
These girls are
the devil himself
Fortunately Manolo is
not here, or else...
- No, Cachita, or else
hed be one more mouth.
oh, grandma.
Look, guys. This fritter here is my
get out of the pan.
Hey, here everyones going to bed
today with a swollen belly.
Dont you worry, a full stomach
makes for a happy heart.
Hey, the height of a fisherman,
to swallow the bait.
Eat, sister, eat
that your mouth is not twisted.
Im already tired of so much frying.
Save something for Manolo.
You guys can feel doubly lucky.
of a rigorous group of select people
that have passed the tests
with flying colors
and thats a victory in itself.
Number two, because youre almost one step
from knowing the United States,
but not with the fleeting
and superficial outlook of a tourist
but as active members
of its social system.
Youll also have the chance to deepen
into the language, to make new friends
and to study under the most advanced
academic programs.
of course, if you win the scholarship.
For the scholarship.
- Congratulations, brave students.
- Thank you.
But you were very excited
talking with Hildelisa.
- Hildelisa?
- Yes.
Sure, good girl.
People like these are what
we need for the association.
By the way, we need your help
in the preparation of the newsletter
and the association rules.
Hey, and what makes you think
I can do it?
Your company.
No, no, serious, serious.
Were entangled in a part there.
The matter is we want to say some
things that cant be said openly,
then, we want those things
to be said so that
theyre said without seeming
to mean what they mean.
oh, no, thats too much.
I don't understand.
- But do you understand me?
- So-so.
But Hildelisa made a composition.
And are we going to keep nagging
at Hildelisa the whole afternoon?
You made me wait for her.
But okay... My neurons tell me
I have something for you.
- For me?
- Yes.
For you, for me,
for all the children here.
Hey, how cute.
But you know what?
Come.
I prefer the original.
Do you want me to dedicate it to you?
Though itll never be as beautiful as
what you wrote me in our book.
Its for a passport, isnt it?
How come?
oh, I see; youre going into exile.
- Hey, youll be in the fashion.
- Yes... Maybe...
Perhaps...
Why not?
okay, okay, speak clearly.
What are you at?
Im applying for a scholarship
in the United States.
to tell you.
But Ive already been shortlisted.
- Have you?
- Well, theres one last round to go
few applicants left.
Why?
Why are you doing this, Larita?
okay, you must know.
How long?
A year or so.
Larita, what about us?
I tried to tell you in Cojmar but...
I thought youd be happy.
- I had it taken thinking of you.
- No, no, you had it taken because
of that other thing
and by the way...
But if thats what you want...
- Thats not what I want, Victor,
its a scholarship.
Its a piece of sh*t.
- Im leaving.
- Larita.
Larita, understand,
youre planning to leave
me, to leave all this.
Don't you realize?
Don't you realize that now you leave
and the association and the rules.
Larita, understand me, please.
Think it over.
Take this.
- Do you know all that can
happen during this time?
Yes, I know it all too well.
If I lose this scholarship,
whats in store for me is the worst.
What nonsense are you saying?
Why, cant you study here anyway?
- No.
- This way we wont understand each other.
Well, if you don't like the way I am,
then you can walk away.
Do you know what you are? Do you know
what youre showing me you are?
A child.
An immature and lowbred child.
Yes, and what do you want me to be like?
Like Hildelisa?
Larita, youre too old
for that foolishness already.
Listen,
if you go, forget that I exist.
Twenty three,
steamer.
- Twelve.
- Evil woman.
When is Manolo supposed to arrive?
He was to be here a long time ago.
Have you prepared the bowl yet?
Because hes worse than
the 1926 hurricane.
Look if Im right?
- Policeman.
- Pair, mom. Pair, pair, pair.
Call out twenty,
to make a center, for I
already have a corner.
Corner, pair and center.
The only thing Larita washes in winter.
- Pig.
- Lie.
- Yes, look, thirty two, pig.
- Yes? Thirty two, Ive got it.
Bingo.
Hey, if you won, you could
be happier, couldnt you?
The princess is sad.
Whats wrong with the princess?
You sing, nightingale.
- Twenty-one.
- Snake.
Snake, snake, your moms whatever you say.
oh my, Manolo cant seem to arrive
and Im dying for smoking.
- Thirty nine.
- Hermit crab.
oh, Larita, you that always
find everything, find my pipe
Lets see if I get something
from this damned cardboard.
First, she has to find
herself.
- Here, in San Francisco de Paula.
- And where, Doctor?
- In San Francisco, California?
- Enough; leave the saints alone.
oh, Manolo, its good youve arrived;
I was crazy for smoking.
Manolo...
Manolo. Whats wrong, Manolo?
Why do you do this to me, Manolo?
station, damn it?
You shut up, crazy old woman.
- Dad...
- Manolo... oh, my God.
- Sh*t, this damned old woman
with her witchery.
- oh, my glass of water
for the Holy Sacrament.
Get out of here, Pharisee.
Dad, take care or this will fall.
Dad, youll get cut.
- Let me go to hell, damn it.
- Dad!
A heap of women in this house,
and theres not even water
to drink. Damn it!
Dad!
I won't let you come around
breaking things here, okay?
Here I break what I f***ing wish.
Damn it, I break what I f***ing wish.
cause Ive built all this
penny upon penny and nail upon nail,
scraping the ground, damn
it, for all of you
that don't deserve a damned thing.
- A bullshitter is what you are.
- Ill show you.
Dad, no!
- You cruel, with your
own daughter, damn it.
- oh, mom. oh, mom.
- Sit here, my god.
Dad, no!
You cruel, with your own daughter.
Whats wrong?
- Whats wrong?
- Dad. oh, I think dad is dying.
Could he have an embolism?
Rosenda, Ive been dumped.
oh, Manolo, for heavens sake,
don't tell me that.
You see, mom, that these
Bergointias are all crazy?
This one is dumped;
the other doesn't want to sell fritters
and the other, even crazier,
is thinking of college.
Damn it, I should drop dead;
Dear diary,
today I don't feel like saying anything.
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