Ismael Page #3

Where do you live?

- In Madrid.

- In Madrid.

And how...

How is your mother?

Today she's really angry with me.

You're in for it when you get home.

Yes, but when she gets like that

Luis defends me.

- Luis?

- My father. I mean, my other father.

My mother's husband.

I have a deal with him.

Every month

Luis buys me a new videogame.

My mother doesn't like them

but Luis thinks they're OK.

Your mothers right.

Videogames are sh*t.

A lot of people criticize them

but they're very useful.

They improve your reflexes,

your concentration,

and they teach you strategy.

Luis says I'm much better at math

- because of videogames.

- Hell of a theory.

No one advances a level

without discipline.

That's ridiculous.

For Gods sake!

Mom!

- Sit there.

- OK, OK.

Go to the kitchen and get some ice.

And a cloth. They're in the drawer

under the cutlery.

If you wanted to scare off the child

you're doing a great job.

- That hurt!

- Don't tell me how to talk to him.

You've never known how to talk to me.

- In which drawer?

- Under the cutlery.

Do as you wish,

but this way you'll never

connect with him in 30 minutes,

which is the time you have

before Alika arrives.

What?

Alika's coming?

Of course, to pick him up.

I'd stay, but...

I've only got the restaurant staff

and theyre all useless.

If you want, I'll take him to

Barcelona and give him to her there.

But now that I think about it,

I won't be able to drive.

- I can't find them.

- I'm coming.

My ankle is swelling, I can't leave.

It's not swelling.

I miss you...

like people miss

starless nights,

like they miss

beautiful mornings.

Not being with you

is hurting me so.

Oh, I miss you

when Im walking, when Im crying,

when...

Why did you turn it off?

That slushy stuff makes me sleepy.

But if you want I'll leave it on.

I think we should

spend the night in Barcelona.

Driving straight back would be hard

on Ismael. And on us.

want to go home,

put him in his bed

and forget about today.

DR. JOAN TORRENTS

GENERAL PRACTITIONER

- Mom, you hardly let him touch you.

- Did you see his hands?

- He was more like a vet than a doctor.

- Here.

- What did he say?

- That it won't kill me.

No, he said that she's fine.

It was just a little knock

and she should walk carefully.

That I'm fine! What would he know

with those big hands...

Can you go a bit slower, please?

That's it, gasp for air.

Is there a lot of crime here?

You stay here.

- Hey, Nutter! Look whos here!

- What's up, guys?

We thought we'd get

some images of the town.

Yes, but think before you shoot,

I know you lot.

Where's Bonobo?

He's looking fora place to lie low.

This is my mother, Nora.

Mom, these are Chino, Mogolln

and Aziz, friends of mine.

- Hello, ma'am.

- Hello.

So it was for him...

This is Ismael. Ismael is my son.

Sh*t, a lot of people

thought he was...

I can leave you the camera

so you can film the kid and...

No, you're working.

There'll be other chances to film us,

right, Ismael?

- All right, see you tomorrow.

- Sure.

- Take care.

- So long.

Will we go to the development?

No, I'm going to the whorehouse!

His mother's expecting me.

Wait.

Ismael!

- Ismael!

- Let him go.

Come on!

What are you teaching them?

To love themselves a bit.

I don't have it easy.

I teach in a center

for kids with problems.

- Delinquents.

- No, kids with problems.

So now youre a social worker.

I teach drawing and art in general.

Didn't I tell you?

- What did he say?

- Nothing.

- Nothing?

- Nothing.

It's Jordi. Yes?

- Jordi?

- I've had an accident, Leyre.

No, it's not serious,

but I won't be able to drive.

Of course you can do it on your own.

Call me when you need to, OK?

All right, bye.

- Jordi, where are you?

- Hello!

Why don't you go to the cellar

and pick the wine you like most?

The one I like most, really?

So, I cant leave you on your own.

- What's that noise?

- It's my heart.

The boiler.

You'll have to call the cardiologist.

- Lamb?

- Yes, don't you like lamb?

But when are we going to eat?

It takes ages to cook.

- This is dry and tasteless!

- What do you mean?

My lamb is always delicious.

Have you any meat stock, bay leaves

or honey? Something to liven it up...

- Lamb with honey?

- Jordi, is this one good?

- Holy sh*t, I'll say it is.

- Give me that.

There's honey and all you want

in that cupboard.

Let's go out to the table.

I'll leave the lamb to you.

Try to leave one bit without honey,

if you can.

- He doesn't look at me.

- What do you mean?

Flix doesn't look at me.

Of course he looks at you.

Not in the eye.

- Come and sit beside Flix.

- Let him sit where he wants.

Don't you want to sit here?

Ismael, you'll have to sit with me,

those two will drive you crazy.

Here.

Thank you.

So, do you eat everything

or are you the kind

- who lives on hamburgers?

- Everything.

Spinach too?

My mother says it's good

but I think its disgusting.

There are things we don't like in life

but they're good.

How often have I heard that?

Do you like any sport?

I play basketball in the school team.

Really? You know Flix played

basketball at school?

Volleyball. I never played basketball.

- It's almost the same.

- Almost the same?

Yes, it's with a ball and it's not

soccer which is what most kids play.

Why can you never be quiet

when you've got nothing to say?

The lamb won't be ready for a while.

What if I show you my secret room?

Wii, PSP, Xbox...

- You've got all that?

- It's the only way I can play sports.

- May I?

- Come on.

Can I leave you on your own?

Keep an eye on the lamb,

and if you feel like it

make the salad.

Come on.

Are you going to tell me?

- How is he your child?

- Do I really have to explain?

You have an eight year old child,

who's black...

We can act civilized.

I don't care, but he is black.

Get to the point.

Why did you keep it from me?

Since when do you care what I do?

Yes, Leyre.

Even now, you can't forget

your f***ing restaurant.

Hang on.

This f***ing restaurant

has kept us all our lives

because if had been

up to your father...

Leyre,

you'll have to sort it out yourself,

I can't talk now.

'Bye.

Why didn't you tell me?

Tell you what?

That I'd fallen madly in love?

No. You wouldn't have understood.

Why do you think that?

Because you have no idea

what it means to love someone.

You ruined my fathers life...

and you'd have ruined mine

if I'd let you.

Pay attention.

This is only for the chosen few.

Why doesn't Flix look me in the eye?

Do I scare him?

I guess...

I should thank you

for bringing Ismael.

Alika was the physiotherapist who...

Looked after me when I came home,

after the accident.

Remember her?

We were together three months.

The best in my life,

despite the pain.

I felt really good.

The rehabilitation was working

and I was making plans

for when it was over.

But some things scared me.

The idea of telling you,

among others.

But I wanted to try to stay with her.

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