How to Be a Latin Lover Page #2

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who doesn't think of anyone but himself.

You didn't just steal his camera!

You stole his hopes.

You stole his dreams.

But it ends now.

You will never use me

or Hugo again, understood?

I'm 39.

What?

You said I'm 46, but I'm 39.

- No, you're not.

- Of course I am.

- Hell no!

- Of course I am.

But I'm 42!

- So what?

- You're my older brother!

I don't know what to tell you.

You know what?

I hope you grow up one day.

Okay.

But it won't be in my house.

Okay, I'm 40.

Okay, 41.

We're twins!

Okay?

This is all for you, baby.

Look at me.

Here's Hugo's camera.

If we go now, we can still

make the science fair!

The fair was yesterday. Hugo missed it.

No! He told me Sunday at 1:00!

Today is Monday. You're too late.

No, no...

It's never too late...

This time it is.

24 hours late, to be exact.

- Thanks for the camera.

- Sara...

You didn't think I'd be selling

frozen yogurt all my life, did you?

Young lady!

Yes, you've been a very bad girl.

- This woman's a lot of work.

- Oh, my God...

Stop it!

You wish!

What's wrong with you?

Come here, come here.

Come here!

Come...

Thank you. Thank you!

You helped make my dream come true.

You're so talented.

I love you.

I love you.

Don't call him "jugo."

His name is Hugo!

Same thing!

Are you insane? Come back this instant!

Bring back Hugo, my son!

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