Little Miracles Page #3

Do you want to have a drink with us?

Champagne?

No, thank you.

I have my orange juice over there.

We'll order another one.

Don't break the atmosphere.

Waiter!

How would making love feel to a blind girl?

I don't think it'd be much different.

Just think...

How long do you keep your eyes open

when you're doing it?

Looking is the least

important thing, right?

An orange juice, please.

And for a guy to do it

with a blind girl?

The unpunished surprise of the hands...

No, you idiot.

She is the one who makes love in Braille.

A ball over here, another

ball over there, and...

Oh, my God,

what have we got here?

Forgive these freaks. What's your name?

The blind woman is related to you?

She's my best friend.

I read for her.

We've just graduated as lawyers.

I mean,

she has. Isn't that great?

A lawyer? That's interesting.

There are so many lawyers

who don't see sh*t.

At least she won't hide the fact.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

She's a good woman.

And she gave her best.

Just try to imagine

studying and being blind.

Could you do it?

I didn't mean to make fun of her.

It's the champagne.

Let's dance.

We're nice girls.

A little wacky, but

nice people.

I know.

Really? Do we look like good girls?

You probably won't go to heaven,

but you won't go to hell, either.

What do you do?

Whatever we can. I'm a secretary.

My name's Gladys.

I say my name's Gladys, but

my real name's Selena.

Of course. Fairies are very careful

about revealing

their real names.

If people knew your real name,

you could be the victim of a spell.

Is there vodka in yourjuice?

What are their names?

Marisel and Natalia. They're actresses.

Actresses? They work on TV?

They work wherever they can,

but they're not famous. Not yet.

And you?

I'm a good fairy.

I work as a cashier at a supermarket.

We're going out for a drink.

Do you want to come?

I'm working tomorrow.

Me, too. Come on!

Sure you'll be okay?

The engineer will take me home.

Pino Paparella, engineer, nice to meet you.

Rosi... Pino Paparella. P.P.

I think he's the one who sends the letters.

You look great.

I wish I could bite your lips.

I'll kick you so hard in the balls

that you'll regret it, a**hole!

You are a real pig, Selena.

Selena is the name of a fairy.

Yes, of a bitchy fairy.

What are you drinking?

An orange juice.

How boring.

Have champagne with us.

Do you always drink champagne?

I haven't read that in any book.

Rosalia, how do you like guys?

- Guys?

- What kind of men do you like?

Young blokes... older guys?

Intellectuals? Athletes? You must like

the intellectuals, right?

Those who don't start petting right away.

I like those, too.

Come on! You like them all!

Do you like those two guys over at the bar?

You don't like men?

Listen, it doesn't matter to us.

That's not it...

I've never had a boyfriend.

You've never

had a relationship?

Well, once a boy invited me out.

We went to the movies

but then he sort of got on my nerves.

I don't think...

he was an intellectual guy.

This can't be true!

You're still a virgin?

No, a girl.

No, a girl, what a scoop!

Any TV station would take you:

"A virgin in Argentina".

Don't pay any attention to them.

You never wanted a man

to grab you like that?

I don't think I'm

the type of woman that attracts men.

What do you mean? You're so pretty!

- No...

- Yes, you are!

You are very pretty.

But you still don't realize it.

Let your hair down.

May I? There.

Look at those lips.

You know what you need?

Do you have any dough to spend

on clothes and a new hairdo?

I've got some money saved up.

- What for?

- I don't know.

Shall we make a babe out of her?

Don't be stupid. You'll love it.

They don't know they're fairies.

Many die without knowing it.

Not daring to know it.

Does it matter?

They behave like fairies,

the way they helped me.

We fairies are here to

help make other people's

wishes come true.

Oh, my God!

What if I'm punished for being so vain?

And what if from now on,

instead of being a fairy,

I become a whore?

Ah, you... Are you still

having those strange dreams?

No, not anymore.

Grandma.

What do you want?

You forgot this.

It's not mine.

That would cost half my pension.

How could I ever buy it?

Grandma... Take it.

Do you want me to pinch it?

Here's your sales slip.

Is she the same one?

Yeah.

What did she do to herself?

She looks super.

To live is to belong to someone.

To die is to belong to someone.

To live and to die are the same thing.

To live is to belong to

someone on the outside

and to die is to belong

to someone on the inside.

The two things are similar.

Life is life, and death is death.

Life is the outer side of death.

The outer side is always

more real than the inner side.

Therefore the outer side is what you see...

Now wait... What else are you wearing?

Is that a cotton skirt?

It's cotton, and it has a flower pattern.

How pretty! I've got a surprise for you.

You finished knitting it!

Yes. I hope it fits you.

Wear it when you go dancing today.

You look beautiful.

Now you have to act up

a little bit, play...

Be different according

to circumstances.

Just as when you

choose a dress or a hairdo,

you choose

a personality,

depending on the situation.

Let's say you want to look intellectual,

as the guy

you like might notice you that way.

How would you act?

I'd buy a pair of glasses.

Try these on.

You look like a bore like that.

Intellectual, but... New age.

You believe in fairies,

reincarnation and all that bullshit.

Now, the opposite. You're in a dull place

full of intellectuals.

In that case, what you would need is to

look more seductive.

Seductive?

You don't charge for doing it,

but it shows that you like it.

That I like what?

That you like men, Rosalia.

How do you make a guy

you like pay attention to you?

This never fails. Look,

eyes half open.

Very subtle. No need to exaggerate.

But take advantage of your pretty mouth.

Come on.

You'll soon see how easy it is

to pretend that you like it.

I think our missiors over, girls.

Now you'll go back to fairyland?

- Nothing.

- You're

ready now, girl.

Ready for what?

Drinking

won't help you get ideas.

Helping a writer isn't easy for a fairy.

I'll tell you a story and

you'll write it. Come closer.

That woman is interfering.

She must be a bad person.

They want to fire you.

Maybe I'm not a good fairy.

Maybe I'm a witch.

My card's not there.

Mr. Garcia Cozzi wants to talk to you.

Aunt Cata,

how are you?

Fine, I'm okay.

Well, I was fired today...

Well, yes... No, but I'm fine.

A boyfriend?

Not yet, but soon.

Auntie, Mom told me you talked to my dad.

Didrt he tell you where he lives?

In La Pampa?

Did he give you a phone number?

Mr. Bermudez, please.

His daughter.

Gin, please.

You are a woman.

Did you forget what I am?

What can you say in a case like this?

"I'm sorry?"

Come on.

How do you defend yourself from the

passage of time?

I don't know,

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