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But do you know, this afternoon,

while he was watching you play,

I saw him smile?

I swear.

- A lot of clothes, isn't it?

- Yes.

- Okay, honey, have a good time.

- You too.

- I love you.

- I love you too.

Ciao.

Call me.

'Bye!

C'mon, guys.

You know this experience

will make you stronger, don't you?

I'll try.

I have to warn you about

the side effects of chemotherapy.

The first symptom will be nausea.

Try not to vomit.

You?! have pain

in your muscles and joints.

Your palms will go numb,

and the soles of your feet.

- You'll have diarrhea.

- A kick in the head, huh?

They're very strong drugs

that destroy cells in mitosis,

or cell division,

the cancerous ones.

But they also destroy healthy cells

that are fast-growing, like the epidermis.

Your skin and mucous membranes

will dry out a lot.

You'll have to use a lot of cream.

And you'll feel fatigue

from the destruction of red blood cells.

- Sweating.

- Well, that's normal in summer.

And your hair will fall out.

But after the treatment

it'll grow back.

When I'm cured.

- That's how you have to see it.

- Of course.

Cured. No boob, but cured.

During the treatment

I want you to stay at home.

Relax. Distract yourself.

Read a lot, watch TV...

- Is that your daughter'?

- She will be, I suppose.

You're going to adopt?

My wife and I have been in

the adoption process for a year.

If all goes well, this year

we'll go to Russia and get Natasha.

Natasha...

Wow, that'll be a fabulous trip!

The two of you going so far

to get your daughter.

How nice.

Don't you think?

4,000 kilometers.

In an orphanage in Siberia.

What I'd give to go with my son

to Siberia and find him a sister.

- Hello.

- How are you?

How's your wife?

Stable.

- Thanks for coming.

- That's alright.

Tomorrow we're burying...

burying my daughter.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, brother.

The Spanish economy

is still plummeting.

The unemployment rate

is now at 26%.

The worst affected, young people,

with 54% unemployed,

the highest in Europe.

The risk premium is also soaring.

International experts advise Spain

to request a European Union bailout

to stave off economic collapse.

Good pass to Cesc from mid-box,

in the back of the net!

Goal!

Goal by Silva!

The Canary Islander comes from behind,

heads it and Spain head over heels.

In the Eurocup final,

a goal by Silva...

Spain 1 - Italy 0.

What a goal by Spain!

Playing on,

playing on... to the end.

Xavi looks for support,

Jordi Alba overlaps like mad.

Pass to Jordi Alba. Go, Jordi!

Goal!

Goal to Spain!

Magic goal!

Jordi's got some balls!

Spain 2 - Italy 0.

There's Xavi, Torres...

- Goal!

- Goal!

There's Busquets, pass to Torres,

great position...

Goal by Mata!

Goal to Spain, and that's four!

With you, the champs of Europe

and the world!

Dani! I'm so glad, sweetie!

Spain's got the greatest

soccer players in the world.

There's no soccer like ours.

That's true alright.

I'm going to be a soccer player.

And a great one, I'm sure.

Of course.

I'll see you scoring tons of goals.

Imagine if I became

a world champion, Mama?

You will be. Of course!

You'd better start

understanding soccer, eh?

Yes, I'm working on it.

It was such fun!

I'm going, Mama,

there's a huge party here.

Go on.

Don't be scared.

Don't look.

Hello.

How is she?

The same.

Which in her case

means worse.

Time's going against her.

What's wrong? Are you sick?

I'm on the strange

and bad side of statistics.

I've got breast cancer.

I'm being treated in another hospital,

a public one.

But I've got a 70% chance

of being cured.

Two against one.

Then that bad 30%,

we'll kick it hard...

Goal!

- Let the other team take it.

- That's right.

And are you alone?

In summer everybody's away.

Even my son.

- You don't have a partner?

- Not anymore.

Separated?

Ral teaches philosophy

at the university...

and now he's spending summer

with a student, a blonde...

Getting a suntan somewhere.

You'll have time for the beach.

With your 70%.

Well...

Good luck.

Thanks.

Hi, Mama!

- Hi, honey!

- I learnt how to mono-ski.

You climbed a tree?

Not "monkey" silly,

skiing with one ski!

- Oh, right! Of course.

- Dad hasn't called me.

Well, honey...

It's okay, you know what he's like.

And the scout?

Fine. Time's on his side.

Cheer up, Magda!

We're on the last cycle.

What if after this

all the bad side gets burnt off?

Maybe you won't have

to take anything from me.

Get down now and eat something.

Those were her parents.

They've gone to the canteen.

They've been here for hours.

Good, good, good...

but when your lips touch mine,

kissing me, provoking me...

She's getting worse.

Gynecologist, are you singing?

- He sings beautifully.

- Oh, really?

Go on, please.

- And how are you?

- Well, good.

Waiting for the operation.

Maybe they can completely cure me.

I'm so glad.

They're taking off my whole right breast.

They even take the nipple.

- In which hospital?

- General Hospital.

Do you want me to go with you

to the operation?

- Tell me when...

- You can't.

- Yes, I can.

- No. You've got enough here already.

Go on, please.

Come on, a little.

My brown-haired girl...

if this isn't happiness...

let God come down and see,

and if he doesn't believe...

that this is heaven...

and I'll! do my damnedest,

whatever you give me,

give it to me, give it good,

a little like this,

a little for the one...

- What's wrong?

- She hasn't long. If you want to go in.

- Her parents are in the canteen.

- I'll tell them.

All the best.

Arturo!

What a sight I am.

You can't just put on anything.

Fashion matters at the beach too,

and there's a new trend

this summer...

- Hi, Mama!

- Hi, son! How are you?

Great.

Dad called me.

- Oh, I'm so glad.

- But he's not at the beach.

He said the course he's teaching

is in the mountains.

That's better. Cooler.

He asked about you.

Isa/d you were going

with a scout from Real Madrid.

Did I do right?

Yes, son, fine. Wonderful.

Thanks, Mama.

When are you coming for me?

What? Are you missing me?

It's the longest summer

I've had without seeing you.

I do miss you, sweetie.

I'm sick of the reservoir.

I want to go to the beach.

Even if just you and I go.

Well! Hold on a little longer.

Soon we'll go

to the prettiest beach in Spain.

- Okay?

- Okay!

Ral...

Since you won't answer,

I'm leaving you a message.

Tomorrow I'm going to the hospital

to have my right breast amputated...

Well, "amputate"

is not the right word, but...

who cares?

What the hell do you care?

You're on vacations with a student,

the one you call "my little blonde...

I saw her photo on WhatsApp.

Very cute.

AH I ask is that

during this time,

call your son more

in case he needs something,

because I won't be able

to call much.

And please don't tell him.

I don't want him to get scared.

I'M tell him when I get out.

Please respect me on this.

That's all.

Goodbye, Ral.

Big kiss for the blonde.

By the way,

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