Maria Full of Grace

See you later, honey.

We still need 40 dozens, standard.

No more uncuts. That's enough.

So, Blanca, did you see him?

I waited by the plaza but he never came.

- How long did you wait?

- Don't laugh.

I'm not laughing.

Tell me how long you waited.

I didn't really like him anyway.

In any case...

check out that guy over there.

He looks at me and smiles like that

all the time.

Maria...

you want to go to your house?

No, Juan.

Where do you want to go then?

I don't know. Somewhere else.

Where?

How about up there?

The roof? Why there?

Why not?

Come on.

It's not even that high.

No.

What are you, crazy?

See how you treat me, Juan? You're a drag.

Let's not get started with this, okay?

If I go up, will you follow me?

Then what?

Are we gonna do it up there?

Come down and we'll go to your house.

Come down.

Come on. It's your turn.

No way.

Come up. I have to tell you something.

You know what, I'm gonna take off.

Then go. I'm not moving.

You can come down the way you went up.

Alone. See ya.

I'm really worried. He's constipated.

What are you doing?

He hasn't sh*t in two days.

Diana, relax. He'll go when he goes.

Don't bother him.

Maria, don't comb your hair

in the dining room.

Diana, he's cranky because

you're kneading his stomach...

like a ball of dough.

Come here, Pachito.

You're scaring him, Maria.

Diana, pass him to me.

Come, sit down.

Mom, will you fix a tea for him?

You know those teas don't do anything.

Take him to the doctor.

No, Grandma, I don't trust that doctor.

You don't have to take him anywhere.

He's fine.

What are you looking for?

I'm not sure, Grandma.

I don't feel like bread.

I said the white ones at 40.

What happened?

Sir.

What's wrong?

Can I go to the bathroom?

Again?

I don't feel well.

You're four bins under this hour,

and three last hour.

How will you catch up

if you're in the bathroom all the time?

Please, I'll be quick.

I have 84 workers in this section...

and everyone else puts their head down

and does their job.

But with you, it's like a constant tug-of-war.

At this point I don't know what to...

What the hell? What's wrong with you?

Look at this mess. This is disgusting.

What are you going to do with these now?

Tell me. What are you going to do?

Pick them up.

Take them over there.

Hurry up.

Clean them.

Be careful of the buds.

But if they're already ruined.

I don't care. Clean them off.

I want all those roses clean.

And when you're done with that

you can go back...

and make up what you owe me.

Is that clear?

Yes, sir.

Is everything okay?

It's 9,600.

Maria, give me the money.

- And why should I pay?

- It's for Pacho. He started vomiting.

Where's your money?

Maria.

I give up all I make and Diana doesn't

put in anything.

And I have to pay for the kid's medicine?

Don't start with me, Maria.

Just give me the money.

You can keep the money

from your next check.

I don't know why everything

is so difficult with you.

Well, there won't be a next check.

Because I quit my job.

What?

When?

Today.

But why?

They wouldn't let me go to the bathroom.

Not once?

It's not just that.

I don't like how they treat me.

So what are you going to do now?

You are so stupid, Maria.

Why don't you shut up?

Don't tell me to shut up.

- They treated me like sh*t.

- Why can't you just deal?

- Why should I put up with it?

- Why don't you think of the family?

Quiet! That's enough.

- You have to go and apologize to your boss.

- I'm not going back.

- What are you going to do?

- I'll find another job.

Another job?

There's nothing but flowers here.

At least it's a decent job.

Please, what's decent about it?

Maria, go back and apologize.

Aren't you listening?

I am not going back.

I'm not going back, and that's it.

She quit and left him standing there.

Well done. This deserves a toast.

Bottoms up.

Because she kicks ass.

Come on. Down the hatch.

Blanca, look. Isn't that your boyfriend?

Oh, my God.

Ask him to dance.

No way. You're crazy.

Come on, don't be stupid.

Hi.

Hi.

This is Blanca and I'm Maria.

I'm Felipe and this is my cousin Franklin.

What's up?

She wants to dance with you.

Go for it.

You want to dance?

Sure.

Let's dance, then.

Juan, I want to dance.

Hold on.

Hold this for me.

All right, let's go.

Spin, spin, spin.

What's wrong with you?

What?

Another drink.

Hey.

You want to dance?

What do you say?

Okay.

Let's go.

Juan.

Hold on.

Maria, I'll see you later.

Bye, Blanca.

All right, then.

Juan, I have something to tell you.

What is it?

I think I'm pregnant.

Are you sure?

- You're not f***ing with me, right?

- No.

I've missed my last two periods.

What are you going to do?

I don't know.

Who else knows?

Only you.

No one else?

You want everyone to know?

I bet Blanca already knows.

No, Blanca doesn't know.

Maria.

Do you want to get married?

- Are you joking?

- Why?

- Where would we live?

- My house.

There're ten people in your house.

You share a bedroom with your brother.

So where do you want to live?

My house would be better.

Right, a lot better.

A guy living in his girl's house. No way.

You're so f***ing stupid.

Stupid? Your family hates me.

Why should I live there?

We're better off in my house.

The more the merrier.

Why don't you want to get married?

I'm stepping up to this.

Juan, do you love me?

Oh, not that again.

Look me in the eye and tell me

you really love me.

What kind of person are you?

You're gonna marry someone

you don't even love?

Someone who doesn't love you?

How many months or days

before you're sleeping with another woman?

That's not gonna happen.

I don't want to end up like my sister.

Sorry, but your sister was an idiot

who screwed the first guy that walked by.

- Shut up.

- It's true. And now she's stuck with a kid.

Don't talk about my sister like that.

Maria, I am not going anywhere

and you know it.

That doesn't matter. I am not marrying you.

Sorry to break it to you, but you'll have to.

No, Juan.

I don't have to do anything.

That's the way you are, Maria.

You are so stubborn.

You're an idiot, and a loser.

Most guys would've left by now.

I don't know why I stand you.

Then don't.

I'm not in love with you.

Me neither.

Perfect.

What's up?

How are you?

Where are you going?

To Bogota.

Hop on. I'll give you a ride.

To Bogota?

Of course, I'll take you.

I like the way you dance.

Really?

You, too.

I didn't think people could dance around

here. Thought they were all stiff.

Where are you from?

I'm from a little town.

Santa Rosa de Cabal.

About ten minutes from Pereira.

You know it?

No.

There are some great hot springs over there.

Someday I'll take you there.

Yeah?

What are you going to Bogota for?

I'm going because...

I have a friend who works there.

She works for a wealthy family,

in their house. She's going to help me out.

- Don't laugh.

- I'm sorry.

It's just that...

you're way too pretty to be working

as a maid.

Too cute to get dressed up

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